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i must've driven people crazy when we were stuck in traffic. like all the lanes were backed up and people were getting mad (which honestly valid) and then they look over and there's just me in the driver seat of the car next to them with a lolipop like :) and luckily the lolipop lasted just long enough for me to get out of traffic too. i literally started packing lolipops because being stuck in traffic is more tolerable with a treat. otherwise I too am irritable when stuck in traffic. but i've got the life hack.

#specifically the cherry tootsie roll lolipops #or the orange ones #tell me your favorite lolipop flavor #theres my story for the day #X — OUT OF CHARACTER

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pissing people off should be a sport

#you'd just hear constant points being added for him HJGSDFG #06. MUSING — CHISHIYA #X — QUEUED

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Me reading the alice in borderland mini sequel & trying to figure out the loophole in the game like

#X — OUT OF CHARACTER #also its only like 13 chapters #which is a whole other set of questions #Edit: I FINISHED AND I WAS RIGHT

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#tag yourselves guys #X — CRACK #X — QUEUED #X — OUT OF CHARACTER

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Listen...listen...as much as i love Chishiya, when it comes to an emotional level that's a mess. Because there's very few that manage to evoke anything and he doesn't understand it most of the time either. On the flip side he DOES stick around those who can make him feel some kind of way, good or bad.

#X — OUT OF CHARACTER #i love him so much #but god is it a whole wreck

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Chishiya, to no one's great shock if they know him even a bit, has never genuinely pursued a romantic relationship despite the interest expressed by other people. He has used people's feelings towards him to manipulate them into favors or doing certain things for him. He knows that he's just playing with their emotions and giving them false hope. It just doesn't matter to him. ( He's not proud of that per se, merely observes it as a fact.) His work offers a convenience in people understanding that he's often quite busy and that it isn't ideal.

A romantic relationship is neither something positive or negative in his eyes. Chishiya would be intrigued by it should he cross paths with someone who is able to make him FEEL something other than empty. He could admit a curiosity to it. But it's more likely to happen with someone who can understand him in a way most people don't; how his emotions are dulled and he lacks the ability to understand the value of life. WHICH opens a whole other can of worms for if a romantic relationship were to develop. There's also the fact he is SELFISH and that needs to be understood. Especially in the Borderlands, he is selfish and that's a fact that continues to be prevalent and we should all be well aware of considering the parallels drawn between him and other characters. Even after everything, Chishiya still STRUGGLES to change despite how easily he adapts at surface level - the emptiness still lurks.

#this makes sense in my head but does it on paper? #who knows #he's open to it but its best with someone who can see him for what he is #.......which he is not very fond of #plus the whole mess of his lack of care most of the time #if he DID have a relationship some things would change #but even he's not sure about certain details esp IN the borderlands #03. HEADCANONS — CHISHIYA

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Ann has had a couple of relationships in her past, but they didn't often last for very long. Most of her early years as a crime scene investigator meant having to be on call 24/7 (usually) in weekly or biweekly schedules. So while the hours might officially be one time, she MUST be immediately available if called upon during those times. It was demanding in a way her partners weren't read for, along with the inherent grim nature of her work. Ultimately, Ann always puts her work first and foremost before her personal attachments to others. Some of it was also herself; she can get focused on a case and had trouble separating work and her personal life. ( Of which, there was very little considering she had no friends. ) Ann eventually dismissed the idea of romantic relationships being for her and focused solely on her career.

When she became a forensic scientist several years later and only a couple years prior to the events in canon, her working hours stabilized other than the occasional case here or there. Still, Ann hasn't made any effort to pursue romantic relationships or even simple friendships, although she has some work connections. For her, her work is her entire life. It's what she has and what she does, often choosing to work overtime now and then. It isn't that Ann is OPPOSED to romantic relationships, but her work would be a deterrent to many.

Unsurprisingly, this focus on work over personal relationships stays the same even when she ended up in The Borderlands. The imminent threat of death does not have her rushing to seek out connections with people. She often focuses on autopsies on the corpses or otherwise overseeing operations within The Beach. She's not one to party or look for romance - she's focused and seen somewhat as an ice queen, although she IS popular when she plays a game due to nearly all in her teams surviving the games they participate in. On occasion she might be seen relaxing with a glass of wine, but she keeps a comfortable distance from most people. However she does care, especially for the other executives which leaves space open for during that time or in post-canon. This does, however, exclude the militants, of whom she has distaste for.

#tis sunday so #i offer some romance headcanons #03. HEADCANONS — ANN

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He lifts a hand to accept the offered towel, a smirk creeping onto his lips at her words. Well deserved sarcasm and he knows it. But that's never been a deterrent for him from anything. If Niragi waving a gun in his face wasn't able to make his smug expression falter, certainly sarcasm wouldn't be able to achieve that. It's pissed off more people than he can bother to count. It's a VALUABLE weapon.

" I take it I left quite the impression for you to not be surprised. " Bloodied hands make an effort to clean themselves with the towel while he gives a cheshire cat grin. No harm in making it known he recognizes a fellow player ; he's always been one to greet when that happens. His gaze shifts to the whiskey and shrugs after a moment. " Sure. " He's never been a fan but he might as well give it another try. It's been years since his last tasting.

" Oh? So you understand more than the average person would when it comes to being stabbed. " He glances down at his bandaged side with a vague amused look. The nice part of playing games regularly is the fact he has days to spare if he wants. " If you'd like some feedback, I don't particularly recommend it. At least our generous game masters always seem to give sterile weapons when it comes to providing them. " And the nonchalance remains, rather than bitterness or outrage.

a small amused smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she holds the towel out towards him. " i wonder why that is. " the sarcasm in her tone doesn't actually ask for an explanation. pat wonders if he remembers her from a game they'd played just a few days ago, but she remembers him ━━ remembers this same exact calm, unsettling demeanor, even when the lives of all players were in danger. it doesn't necessarily surprise her that it would ruffle some feathers at some point.

he doesn't seem to need her help with the bandages, so she steps away towards the bottle of whiskey over the coffee table. she pours herself a glass. " want one? " he'd refused her offer before, but that was for the wound; no one said anything about drinking.

" i got stabbed once, " the way he describes the pain feels familiar, so much that for a second it brings her focus to the faint scar it left behind on her arm. pat has dealt with enough physical pain her life to not even consider it one of her top five worst moments. " just not that deep. "

#cartelheir #just a nice chit chat about being stabbed #you know - as one does HFJGDFG #01. IN CHARACTER — CHISHIYA #V1. DEFAULT VERSE — CHISHIYA

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receiver finds sender covered in blood (for chishiya!)

↳ BLOOD BLOOD GALLONS OF THE STUFF PROMPTS

" Oh? " The word is spoken with mild CURIOSITY, as if he's found a new flower he's never seen before rather than someone drenched head to toe in blood. Chishiya leans on the wire fence with a relaxed demeanor, each slow blink reminiscent of a cat who couldn't care less for what was going on around it. " It seems there was a survivor tonight. CONGRATULATIONS. "

At least his voice is more calm compared to the mockingly cheerful voice of the Game Cleared! announcement at the end of each game. That doesn't mean it might not be vexing in its own right. Who could see someone covered in blood and so calmly deliver those words at the expense of who knows how many lives? Chishiya doesn't CARE.

" I was wondering why this venue had popped up a couple times in the last few weeks. " Chishiya chats idly, lifting his eyes to examine the building for the few minutes that it remains lit. But with the game concluded, the spotlights are quick to turn off and plunge the world back into moonlit darkness. " It seems no one was able to clear it until you. Quite the feat. " Maybe she had potential. / @honeyrage

#honeyrage #chishi vc: good job :) #he is staying a few feet away tho #dont get that on his hoodie HGJDFG #01. IN CHARACTER — CHISHIYA #V1. DEFAULT VERSE — CHISHIYA

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🤔 i'm still working on it but i think this theme is nice?

and for those on mobile who can't see

#AND the search bar actually works #bc those always seem to be iffy #i did think about doing the dark brown as the same grey in the pinned #but then it all looked a bit washed out #X — OUT OF CHARACTER

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working on getting a proper blog theme up besides just the carrd but in the mean time, are there any topics for headcanons or portrayal questions that you guys have?? I'll of course be making my own headcanons to share and such but I always like to check in on my blogs to see what people are curious & want to know about or answer questions!

#i could reblog a hc meme #and shall at some point probably #but sometimes there's specific questions yk? #welcomed to leave comments here or use anon ! #sometimes theres topics or questions that i as the writer dont think of #X — OUT OF CHARACTER

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#mood

#06. MUSING — ANN #i forgot so much of this show #would be good for Ann

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“ I love this place. “ (insert some cool place in tokyo) (for chishiya)

↳ B THE BEGINNING SENTENCE STARTERS

Feline-like eyes rest on Patricia for a moment and then he leans against the railing as he looks out over the water of Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden. In the previous world, this place would be BUSTLING with tourists eager to get pictures and see the sights. Especially now in the still somewhat early hours, the sunlight gentle and soft and the air still cool from the evening. Cameras snapping, lights flashing, and the chatter of a crowd would disrupt the peaceful hours. Not now. Despite the HORRORS that night always brings, the day is peaceful. Birds sing in the trees and he can watch the koi gracefully swim in the clear waters. Flowers dance through the air to land on the water and he watches it all with an inscrutable expression.

" It is rather nice. You could almost forget everything else. " Chishiya finally answers, lifting his eyes from the water to scan the trees. " I've never actually come out to see this place before. " Despite having lived here his whole life, it was not something he'd ever done. He only ever saw his father's back, poured over medical books and projects. His mother was similar when she was home. A cold house. ( Would he be different if he grew up in another family? Or would the gaping chasm of NOTHINGNESS still be left open in his chest with which there was no sutures to fix? ) " Spoiled, really. None of the tourists here to scare off the animals. " He chuckles, sparing a glance towards her from the corner of his eyes.

There'd been no real reason for him to tag along. No SCHEMING reason at least ; nothing beyond a respite from boredom. He hoists himself up onto the railing and sits there, dangling his legs off the side while his hands hold onto the railing. It would be disrespectful ordinarily, but who cared? This WORLD no longer had need for such formalities, least of all for landmarks that would no longer see any guests. Unless it became a game venue. Which, Chishiya knows, is always a possibility. But this place wasn't likely when there were better venues for games. It was too open to properly section off - a fact that Chishiya HAD noticed was common: containment either within a building or clearly set boundaries like an amusement park.

So many used the day to escape the thoughts of future games. Chishiya...didn't care one way or another.

" Oh. Bet their resthouses still have snacks too. Most people don't think to come to places like these when looking for supplies and such. Or at all, period. " He turns around, back to the water so he can face her. " Doing some sightseeing you intended to do before coming to the Borderlands? " he asks, a tinge of amusement woven into his words. / @cartelheir

#cartelheir #me opening google to look up places #HFJDFG #man has probably not been to a good handful of places tbh #better late than never #01. IN CHARACTER — CHISHIYA

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♢  — Russian Classics Aesthetics

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐙𝐎𝐕: orthodox monasteries, deep woods, starry nights, the sound of paper being torn, dimly lit rooms, withered roses, an unfinished letter, piles of books, the sound of shattering glass, ticking of clocks in a silent house, heavy wooden furniture, the air before a storm, the smell of earth, a crowd of people dressed in black, distant murmurs, emptied streets, the fear of walking alone in dusk

𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 : coldness of the skin against a blade, slender pale fingers and slightly shaking hands, a red stain blooming on white fabric, lonely steps in a corridor, the slow dripping of water, looking out of the window into the thickening darkness, a single dying candle on the table, listening to one’s breath and counting heartbeats, too many stairs, the desire to be invisible, a subtle memory of kind word

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓 : classical statues, wealth covered with dust, a dark house tainted with inherited madness, an unsettling feeling, long walks in a park, useless chatter, a silken ribbon forgotten on a bench, a melancholic face, an unexpected spring rain, the joy of reading one’s favorite book, the clarity of mind after fully perceiving the world around, looking at cloudless sky  

𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐀 : fields of crops, flowers brought from an early morning walk, the wind caressing a girl’s hair, a bowl of fruit, the smell of ripe pears, the clatter of a spoon against porcelain when stirring tea, children’s laughter coming from the garden, soft sunlight and white curtains, the sensation of velvet against skin, pearls from a ripped necklace spilling on marble floor, a sudden silence in a room full of people

𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 : a glass of wine, the brightness of  a crystal chandelier, white lace, a raging snow storm, the sound of a door being gently closed, the moment of holding one’s breath before walking in a ball room, indulging in looking at a beautiful earring against light, the sound of a saber being drawn, closing one’s eyes for a moment while dancing, the sweet smell of strawberries, a pair of gloves left on an armchair, light scent of powder

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐀 : the chaos of a lively city, ambient jazz in expensive restaurants, jumping on a moving tram, the sight of Moscow from the roof of a house, yellow flowers in a vase, leaning out of the window, shelves stacked with books, a small tin box with old photographs, strange shapes in the night sky, laughing in the middle of the night on a balcony, colorful posters for a surreptitious magician’s show floating in the wind

𝐄𝐔𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍 : a lonely mansion, reading a book in the parlor, faint piano melody lingering in falling silence, long evenings, passing seasons, discussing french novels of the moment, unspoken thoughts, leaning against the door frame, quickly averted glance, eating a peach absent-minded, bright mornings, footprints in snow, a loud gun-shot terrifying a flock of birds nearby  

𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄: byronic boredom, getting up late in the afternoon, the hidden unspeakable sadness of existence, shakespeare’s tragedy opened next to untouched breakfast, cigarette smoke, polished boots, walking with one’s coat wide open letting the night chill break through to the bone, carved wooden chair, fading warmth of the ashes late in the evening, the thought of farewell  

𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒 : birch groves, morning mist, moss covered stones near a  moor, scientific books, white roses, cheap champagne, shabby pocket-watch, light-hearted irony, a maladroit cello sonata, freshly mowed grass, leaving thoughts come and go, a slow yawn, picturesque plates and bowls filled with traditional dishes, drinking tea on the porch, longing for the future

𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐙𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐆𝐎: a strange feeling of loss, writing poems in a diary, traveling by train, the hesitation before touching someone’s hand, the gaze of one lost in thought, the warmth of cinnamon, a scarf brightly embellished with flowers, a glass of water, two people listening each on the other side of the door, a threadbare jacket, the tempting void, the evanescent serenity of yesterday  

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒: horses in a merry gallop, delicious smells mingled, grotesque and bizarre tragedy, luxurious attire cheap soul, masks, a perfumed love letter, the triumph of sarcasm, an unattached wheel rolling down a dusty road, the atmosphere of commedia dell’ arte, puzzling speeches, a baffling caricature drawn on a handkerchief

𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃: a lone chair in an empty room, falling blossoms, old samovar, the unsettling need for change, a mirror reflecting full moon, the disappointment of a glossy object turning worthless after second glance, a piano out of tune  

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#04. AESTHETICS — CHISHIYA

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People making the mistake of playing Uno with Chishiya and Kuina once and this is what happens

#IM IM TEARS #chishi 100% the one who put down the reverse #oh theyre the worst to play with #Ann is only marginally nicer #bc she goes for the win #Chishiya wants to win but will draw it out to be funny #X — OUT OF CHARACTER

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I woke up and thought it was Saturday and the agony of realizing it's only Friday is real

#i dont want to go to work 😭😭 #X — OUT OF CHARACTER

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“ You’re curious, aren’t you? “ / for chishi from niragi hehe .

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Chishiya's leisurely saunter away comes to a slow HALT, back exposed to Niragi while the open doors lay in front of him. The other executives have already left; Hatter to probably drinks and women, Ann to the basement, Kuzuryu to read in his room; he knows where most of them are going. If he walks out of the doors in front of him, this wing of the Beach will be empty to let the feline disappear until he appears elsewhere when he so chooses. Other than the mutt behind him that is.

More peculiarly, he feels a sharp flash of IRRITATION shoot through him at the words. Niragi is right and Chishiya doesn't like that. Rather, he doesn't like the fact he's been correctly SEEN when he didn't intend it. He doesn't like that for the chilly reminder he'd gotten during the meeting in front of everyone that he needed to pay more intention, that it's NIRAGI who saw through some part of his bored demeanor to know when something had caught his attention. It's grating, and it is fascinating because of that. It makes him FEEL something, even if that something is a dart of irritation. Out of anyone that it could be to amuse Chishiya or provoke some sort of feeling, it's not anyone else. Admittedly, that is part of the fun of provoking the militant sometimes. But to recognize it...that's a feat reserved to those cut from the same cloth.

Niragi's not as stupid as Chishiya likes to taunt him for and he probably already has figured out his answer. The fact that Chishiya has stopped IS his answer. He is curious and he's been caught red handed. The question is why did Niragi say anything at all? Why draw his attention when it often just led to bantering and threats?

The platinum blonde slowly turns around to face Niragi, hands lifted and palms exposed in a mock act of surrender. " Oh no, you've caught me. " He remarks with little effort to sound concerned. Denial would be pointless and if it came down to it, favor would fall on his side. Not that he things Niragi would say a damn word; NEITHER of them give a shit about Hatter or the idea behind The Beach. " Am I being arrested for curiosity? " ( Obviously not. ) He flashes an amused grin just to add a bit more annoyance to the moment - but there is something new lurking in the dark waves of his eyes when he regards the other.

He turns away from the door in favor of leaning against the back of a chair. " Why are you wanting to know? " He asks after a moment, chin propped up against the palm of his hand. What does Niragi have to gain from this, if anything?

That's just making him more curious and increasing the level of which Niragi is right. And for once, the corner of his mouth twitches faintly downwards. How irksome.

#crue11 #chishi vc: how dare you see through & perceive me #the AUDACITY (he says while doing it 24/7 to others with the most smug expression) #he deserves a smack for that #he's such a fucking menace #to terrorize you & niragi & your ocs #(affectionate) #at least affectionately from me #01. IN CHARACTER — CHISHIYA