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niki-phoria · 5 months

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I had an epiphany 🧐 maybe a gn reader x chishiya based on the song "won't say I'm in love" from hercules? I'm craving for stupid chishiya not realizing he has feelings for reader djdmdm

at least out loud / i won't say i'm in love

pairing: chishiya x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 959

includes: canon typical violence, mostly canon compliant, kinda ooc chishiya

a/n: thank you for requesting !! this loosely inspired by this prompt list by @dumplingsjinson

summary: chishiya is cold. calculating. he doesn't let emotion cloud his judgement or get in his way. so why does he feel like this around you?

chishiya’s heart is racing. he’s never felt like this before. each beat sends a sickening, suffocating feeling throughout his chest.

his mind races. his grip is tight around your forearm as he pulls your body towards the center of the car and further away from the danger. you cower behind the vehicle as the king of spades fires another round of bullets in your direction. chishiya curses. in a life or death situation, your body has instinctively done the worst thing it could - freeze.

“y/n,” he calls when the gunfire ceases for a second. you force yourself to look up, only relaxing slightly when his dark eyes meet your own terrified gaze. chishiya frowns. he wants to magically take you away from this situation. he wants to wrap himself around you and protect you from the games and the king and the players - even at the expense of his own health. he wants to keep you safe. “we need to keep moving. come on.”

you swallow your fear, sparing a quick glance behind you before you nod in agreement. chishiya relaxes his grip around your arm before he takes your hand into his own. he pauses when you intertwine your fingers with his - a familiar, foreign feeling overtaking him for a second before he quickly brushes it off.

“chishiya!” kuina’s voice cuts through the chaos. she’s a few cars away from you; her own back is pressed against a car for shelter. “y/n!”

behind her, you can just barely make out the bright yellow top usagi wears. arisu kneels beside her, occasionally popping up from behind the hood of the car - presumably to check if the king is still there. you’ve pushed yourself up onto your feet when chishiya glances at you again. a silent question passes between you: are you ready?

your hand doesn’t leave chishiya’s - even when you both successfully make it to the relative safety of kuina’s car. he ignores her questioning glance at your interwoven fingers. the sound of screeching tires prevents any potential teasing before a car door swings open. “get in!” ann yells.

usagi is the first one in, quickly followed by kuina and arisu. chishiya freezes when he notices the sound of a piece of metal hitting the ground and rolling towards you.

“that’s not good,” he mumbles. your questions are cut off as he pulls you away from the bomb and helping you take shelter behind the remains of a wall. “get going!”

“chishiya! y/n!” kuina yells through the open window before the car begins speeding off again. he wraps his arms around you, tucking your head against his chest as you both brace for the impact of the grenade going off.

it explodes in a beautiful spectacle of concrete. the ground shakes beneath your feet. asphalt rains down on you - scratching small cuts into your skin and tangling into your hair. your ears ring. your hands tremble.

“y/n!” chishiya’s voice breaks you out of your trance. you blink at him once. twice. times. “are you okay?”

his voice is so soft you’d almost mistaken it for nervousness - though you know better. his hands feel warm against your skin. his arms are still wrapped around your waist. your own arms are still wrapped around his shoulders. there’s an almost invisible tint coating his cheeks.

“yeah,” you nod. “yeah, i’m okay. are you?”

he simply nods in response. chishiya scans the area for a second before his gaze lands on a nearby building. it looks like an average convenience store: posters hang in the glass windows, shelves line the stores filled with a variety of different food and makeup and over the counter medication, and a small cashier’s counter is just barely visible from its place tucked away in the corner.

“come on,” he says, gesturing towards the shop. he can feel his face burning when he unconsciously wraps his arm around your waist to support you. “we can hide in there.”

a sad ding leaves the bell above as you enter the store. the feeling in his chest returns when he helps you sit down on the ground, leaning back against the wall for support. he freezes when you reach up, gently pulling him down until he’s close enough for you to press a fleeting kiss against his cheek.

“thank you, ‘shiya,” you smile.

it feels like his breath has been stolen from his lungs. he wants to kiss you. he wants to pull you into his arms and never let go. he wants more.

it terrifies him - more than the king of spades; more than the other players; more than the games. but it’s exhilarating.

chishiya feels like he’s in a daze. like something is pulling him towards you. he leans in until there are mere centimeters between you.

“can i kiss you?” he finally murmurs.

you don’t respond. instead, you follow his lead, leaning in to gently press your lips against his own. it’s softer than chishiya was expecting - almost nervous as you pull back only a few seconds later. his eyes flutter open for just a second to gauge your reaction before he leans in again.

his lips are surprisingly soft when he presses them against yours. this time the kiss is deeper. more passionate. like you can’t get enough of each other. like you never will.

chishiya is panting softly by the time he pulls away. he allows himself to be vulnerable; lets himself feel affection for what feels like the first time ever.

resting your forehead against his, you reach up to tuck a stray strand of hair out of his face. looking into your eyes, brushing his thumb against stray dirt sticking to your cheeks, he smiles.

chishiya’s heart is racing.

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amortentiaz · 1 year

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alice in borderland season 2 out of context

hatter: if you were to die what would your last words be?

aguni: finally

hatter: no—

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erinfern0 · 1 year

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request

chishiya x reader where they are dating pre-borderlands and they have to hide their relationship when they get transferred to that world/reach the beach !

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universe: alice in borderland

warnings: death, torture mentioned

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While tidying your room at the beach, you started to feel more nostalgic every second of sorting your clothes or going through all of the stuff on your desk to make it look decent. your mind has been interrupted lately. Every time you had a little moment of free time you would think about the past and how good would it be to be back. How many nights were you crying your eyes out about it? You're not sure.

Every problem you had before getting to this world seems ridiculously simple to you now.

Way back the only problem you had was to find at least a couple of minutes a day to see your beloved one. Chishiya's schedule was always full since most of his time he would spend at the hospital. You could understand it, you loved him no matter what, and whenever you got a chance to see each other - you would use that time in the best way possible. To make it up to you, he would take you to cozy bars and restaurants for dinner or just spend the time watching TV and cuddling on the couch. Chishiya was always tired, obviously, you knew that, but he would still make sure you fall asleep first. You would often find him sleeping on the floor or by the dining table in various uncomfortable positions, mostly surrounded by tons and tons of medical books.

Well, while dating him at first you had no idea that your feelings are gonna develop so fast that by the end of your eight months together you decided to find an apartment. You loved the area since it was close not only to your job but also to Chishiya's hospital. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for you to realize that you would spend most days alone there. None of you found it a problem, you would just use all the time you had possible.

Chishiya wasn't a very touchy person, he was a man of his word and act. He would help you with the cooking on his days off, sometimes even cooking by himself to surprise you. He was a great cook but a very tired and overwhelmed one so you wouldn't ever expect him to do that more than once a week. He never forgot any anniversaries, birthdays, or holidays. Gifting you was his favorite way of showing you affection even if he never seem to like it. Whenever he promised you something, no matter what it was - he was going to make that happen. Every single time. Also, even if he never seemed to like touching, he would find himself cuddling you in your sleep or when you were watching movies. Playing with your hair or clothes has always been very relaxing to him. He also adored watching you going through your day. Whenever he was home, he would sneak behind you while you were washing the dishes or cooking, maybe sometimes when you would bring some work home. He adored you and would smile every time you were together, even through the toughest of days.

You supported each other no matter what, you were always there for each other and honestly, you were always open about your emotions. Arguments weren't your thing. You would calmly explain everything to each other and try to get the other side to find the best possible compromise.

Now, you could only dream about getting back to how things were.

As soon as you finished your first game, Chishiya told you to act like you don't know him next time. He knew that people would use your relationship to their advantage, trying to separate you or just use one of you to get rid of the other one. No matter how much it hurt, you understood him and decided to do everything as he said. You wouldn't participate in games together until they were group ones. That would always give you additional chances of surviving since some of the games would let only one player win.

Every time you were alone, you would talk about anything other than games to just try to act as if things were normal. Both of you were aware they were not, but that was the least you could do, right?

You thought things couldn't get worse for both of you. Well, they eventually did. Joining the beach was better than you expected in most cases, but it ruined your relationship. You didn't even know if you were dating anymore since you wouldn't talk that much. On your first day, you realized that being open about your relationship wasn't an option. You just needed a single, quick look at Chishiya's face to understand what was going on. He didn't trust any of those people, maybe only Kuina a little bit later on. You stepped aside and decided to play his game. He made up a story that you met each other at your third game and you had luck ever since. Most of the time you both would just play dumb, so people wouldn't mind you. You acted as if you didn't understand the game dynamics and they were all just kinda random. The truth was, it took Chishiya only three games to get the scheme and predict what will be the last option. He was incredibly intelligent, which is one of many things you love about him so much. You were never too far behind him tho, since you were the one who after hearing the rules of a game would think of your strategy, mostly trying to cheat your way out without breaking any of the said rules. You were a great duo and you loved that you could always depend on each other.

The problem began when the Hatter wanted to test both of you to see if it was a good decision to let you stay. You were sent to a game together with a couple of people from the beach. The shock on everyone's faces was unforgettable since you and Chishiya were the only ones who got back. You couldn't explain what happened, you were just in too much shock to understand it. Chishiya had to be the one to explain that the reason you survived was that you didn't tell other people anything. What did you know? Well, the rules of the game were really simple. It was just a regular guessing game from which you would get a sentence based on a couple of simple verbs and adjectives and you had to guess what they describe. The game had to last 120 minutes and after that, every person who wasn't eliminated could just leave. Something you noticed was that the answer was hidden in one of the previous sentences. You could hear at least a couple of words before your turn. Everything was connected to each other and all you had to do was memorize previous words.

All fourteen players sat down in a circle and all of them would get one sentence per round. After the round, the person who either didn't guess or took too long to guess would be electrocuted. You sat right next to Chishiya and you could talk in between rounds. After the first one, you explained how to win since you noticed the pattern. Your man only nodded his head and looked in the other direction for nobody to notice something was wrong.

The true problem began when the about of people in the game would get smaller and smaller and eventually it was only three of you and 29 seconds until the game was over. If the woman who was sitting opposite you would get her answer right, you had to be very very quick to get Chishiya some time to figure out his answer. To your fortune - she wasn't right and the time run out before she stopped getting eliminated. Since it was only the two of you, you expressed your joy by running into each other's arms, you couldn't even see anything because happy tears covered your eyes.

When you were back, you had to act like strangers again and that was killing you every single second where you could only look at the love of your life from far. He would occasionally talk to you in public, but only if he really had to. You couldn't even think of touching him or holding his hand, obviously. Yes, he would sometimes sneak into your room to sleep there, but after some time it got too dangerous since drunk people would occasionally get into the wrong room. That was keeping you both safe but sometimes you felt as if it wasn't enough.

Getting back to tidying your room wasn't that easy since you were already crying about all of the memories you just recalled. You just sat on your bed, trying to catch your breath as you heard someone opening the door. It was your day to clean the pool with a couple of other people so you just thought it was one of them.

- I'll be downstairs in a couple of minutes, I didn't forget. - you said.

The person didn't leave, just closed the door and moved toward you. They quietly kneeled in front of your face, covered by your shaking hands, and moved them away.

- I'm so sorry, sweetheart. - whispered a way-too-familiar, calming voice.

You looked at the person in shock. It was the first time in weeks since Chishiya got even close to you, and now? He was right there, in front of you with that smile and warm, loving eyes. You needed him more than anything and you were so happy that after all, you'll always be his lover, he'll always be there for you, just not as he normally would. But when everything isn't normal, you too need to adjust and now you knew - you don't have to worry. Just one look at him melted your heart, and you could feel as if you were right where you belonged.

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hlvstia · 1 year

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— i’ll always find a way to see you, again.

pair : chishiya x fem!reader

summary : you find yourself in a shit position— which is… almost meeting death.

warnings : mentions of pills & self harm— & one mention of nigari.

spoilers : please do not continue reading if you haven’t finished alice in ( the ) boarderland s2 yet! ( under rewriting cuz tumblr deleted half my stuff… )

line divider by : 🫀 !

it was not only that, but you knew you had to win this game— for a fighting chance at love, and for a chance to have friends that meant a lot to you.

mira kano had only one goal, which was to make you forfeit the game— so you couldn’t find the truth, and never return to your world. and you had to admit, she had the skill to make you feel like you never existed; perhaps it was a perk of her being a physicalist. she knew the way around the human body, aka the mind.

no matter how hard you wanted to focus on croquet, she had questions after questions— that targeted towards you and your brother.

“karube left me…” your eyes watered, looking down to see your hands already fidgeting with themselves.

“and how does that make you feel, [y/n]? how did you feel when your big brother left you? to fend for yourself?” mira always had this comforting voice, which compelled you even more to reply to her nonsense.

it wasn’t like he actually left you… one day, you two were playing a game until he had gone his separate way due to the king of spades massive shoot-out. and so, you never saw him again— but he still wanted to protect you, right?

you kept quiet, feeling your eyes water as she slided the pills towards you, following up with a cup of water. “this’ll make you feel better… why don’t you take this and then answer me?” she kept on persisting on you and arisu to take the pills, but usagi didn’t like the idea of that. she knew what mira was trying to do; make you two forfeit so you could lose the game. “you guys, snap out of it! she’s trying to trick you both into forfeiting! please!” usagi yelled, shaking the two of you.

“no— i… it’s true though. maybe he doesn’t actually care about me.. the pills will make me feel better, right?” your eyes darted towards the pills, your hands reaching for them but an abrupt slapped them away from your touch. “[y/n], you can’t! please— come back to me. look at me and tell me that you’re here… with us, with me!”

usagi grabbed your hands, looking up to you— “[y/n]…” she whispered into a crying sob, looking over at arisu who was currently on the floor. “i know you want to escape, [y/n]… just say you quit and you can be free. you may not even be real…” the queen of hearts surely had a way with her words, to the point where it was truely believable to the human mind.

snapping back to reality, you saw usagi holding a piece of glass, placing it near her wrist. “usagi—” your sentence was cut off by her swift movement cutting her wrist to prove that this was real. “usagi!” you yelled, catching her into your arms as you softly placed her on the ground, your lap as a pillow for her head. “just win this for me and arisu… i want the chance to shop at the mall with you, do our taxes together, and maybe when do mountain climbing…” as each second grew, her voice declined more into a little rasp. this is when you knew you had to win, for them.

“i still want to play, mira! i want to do the last round!” within a heartbeat, you stood up holding the croquet stick. “as you wish,” her lips quivered into a small smile, holding hers straight.

positioning yourself, you aimed your stick towards one of the ball so it could enter through the little hoops, and to your success it did. and as said, the game would go on for about 3 hours— which meant… you made it towards the end. you finally beat the final face game. the queen of hearts.

even so, listening to her goodbye speech made you realize something… life was too short, and it was sure risk taking. in addition to that, there were two choices— to either decline or accept staying in the current world you were in.

as caption obvious, you all said decline. you wanted to go to your world that you could see all your friends, but possibly, not see your current ones that you trusted as of now. it was apart of the choice though, to take that chance.

you rushed down the building, sprinting your way towards chishiya, ignoring nigari ( BOOO, 🍅 ). “hey, you actually did it.” his lips curled into a smirk, his eyes squinting at the bright light. “please shut up and just fucking decline the offer, shuntaro.” you held onto his hand, still looking over at his wound. he let out a little chuckle, tightening the grip onto your hold. “i decline,”

chishiya pulled you closer, letting you lean on his chest with ease. but everything felt weird as the fireworks went off, and it ended off with you dozing off and ending up in a new place. your world, that you all knew.

“[y/n], come!” your friends called you over, waving at this outside cafe area. “coming!” you yelled back, jogging over to see their smiles. “so, did you hear? kai’s university was struck down by a meteor… and thank god he’s still beside us!” one of them spoke, but it seemed like another thing was catching their attention.

“you mean that one…?”

and that’s a wrap! like for part 2 :) cuz’ this definitely took a long time and now i have courage to write for aib! remember to request a specific asks if you have one— for a quick reminder, i do write for marvel, aib, and some anime’s.

bruh i gave up cuz tumblr DELETED HALF MY PARAFRAPHS 😭 this is all y’all get IM SO SORRY

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girl8890 · 2 years

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Needing You

Request: Could you write something about Chishiya, guy who has a nightmare about the reader, this would be outside of Borderland's. I would really appreciate it and I love the way you write, by the way english is not my first language.

By: @cresentmoon8

Summary: After meeting you and escaping borderlands, Chishiya thought that the nightmare of a life he was living was over. But the nightmare of almost seeing you die during a game still follows him. He’s always put up a front as being a strong person, but after this last nightmare he can’t help himself and carry out the need to hold you close and cry in your arms.

Pairing: Chishiya x reader

Genre: nightmares, fluff, angst

Rating: V

Warnings: post borderlands, nightmares, murder, blood, crying Chishiya, cuddling, neglectful parents, familial pressure, one kiss

A/N: Not me writing a AIB fic LOL! It’s been so long since I even thought about writing for AIB (even though I’m still obsessed with the fandom), but once I got this request I was all for it. My requests are still closed for this fandom, but I thought this was such a good idea, and I needed a fluff cleanser anyway XD Enjoy bbys!

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Drip… Drip… Drip…

Chishiya slowly opens his eyes, the fog not letting his vision stay clear. The outlines of his vision is still hazy even after he blinks his eyes a few times.

Drip.. Drip.. Drip..

He goes to rub his head, a sudden sting hitting his temples or at least he thinks there should be, but realizes he’s tied to a chair - unable to move anything, but his head.

DripDripDripDripDrip

He hears the sound of something dripping on repeat drip faster. The sound doesn’t have him looking around in search for its owner, though, but the smell that is coming from it. It’s the smell of bone and blood. Two things he’s been accustomed to longer than he would like too admit.

It’s then he realizes he doesn’t know where you are. If he’s strapped to this chair, then where could you be? The last time he saw you was when entering a game-

Turning his head slightly, he finds his answer. You’re strapped to a chair, head down, and blood dripping off your face. Chishiya goes to scream, yell, anything to get your attention but no sound comes out. He struggles in his restrains, trying to get to you, but somehow the ropes around his body get tighter - stopping himself from having any ability to move.

Step. Step. Step.

He hears a new sound, and stops his struggle. It’s a sound of footsteps that’s owner he hasn’t thought about in a long time. Something you helped him forget about, but always in the back of his mind would know forever. The steps of a man always filled with determination and pride, but he would use those boots to stomp on Chishiya’s own pride and determination have change he got.

Chishiya looks around, wondering where the steps are coming from in this extreme dark room. After looking behind him, he looks back at you, and sees the man right behind you. The man’s who’s footsteps halted, and look down at him through his glasses.

“What a disappointment you were Shuntaro. Can’t even save your own girlfriend.” His father says, although his face is extremely dark to see the usual strong features his father has.

Chishiya’s father then grabs at your hair, pulling your head back and pulling out a knife that he aims at your throat. Chishiya screams at him to stop, but once again no sounds comes out. This time, as he moves to get out of his restrains, his chair also starts to move backwards. Away from you slowly and getting faster by the second.

No matter how tight the retrains get he still try’s to get to you, all the while not taking his eyes off of you. Your face is bloody, and the blood continues to pour off of you profusely. Your eyes slowly peel open, and Chishiya freezes. Your eyes are like a void instead of there usual bright color. The whites of your eyes gray and creamy.

“Why, Chishiya?” You cry to him, blood increasing as it starts coming out of your eyes now. “I thought you loved me.”

Chishiya does love you, he tries to scream that to you even as the horrific sight of you bleeding from nothing is making his heart beat like crazy. He feels tears fall down his face, this all to much for him to hold it back.

His father chuckles at him, and how white teeth shin against his dark face. “Pathetic,” His father says before slitting your throat. Him undoubtedly cutting the right jugular to kill you.

Chishiya screams, and screams, and screams, but it’s all silent. His ears ring, and tears fall from his eyes while he watches you slowly die and choke on your own blood. With one last big breathe to scream at his father all of his hate, he…

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Chishiya jolts up out of bed, the scream from his dream joining him as he wakes up from a terrifying nightmare of almost watching you die in front of him again. He clutch’s at his chest, feeling his heart against his palm through his shirt and beating to fast to be okay.

You jolt awake when you hear Chishiya scream next to you, rolling over to hold him by his hips even if he’s not sensing you’re there at the moment. This has been happening a lot lately. Ever since you both exited the games, the last game being the worst of all, Chishiya has been suffering from nightmares.

He never tells you what there about, but the way he jolts awake always wakes you up too. The games making you wake up from the slightest movements now, and that trait following you even after escaping.

“Chishiya… it’s okay… I’m here, your alive-“ You stop your usual soothing words when you hear Chishiya start to cry. It’s a small sound, but your ears catch the sound nonetheless.

You sit up, look at the love of your life with his face in his hands as he shakes with a sob. You pull him to lean against you chest, and you don’t even think he feels you doing so, but you try your best to comfort him anyway.

You’ve never seen Chishiya cry before, not since the last game, at least. The last game had you close to death, and if it weren’t for Chishiya saving you, you would have died. It was a game like no other. One where you were on top of crates, and you had to get to the other side without touching the ground.

Each time you jumped a crate, though, the ones it front of you would get further and further away. Like the metal boxes knew you were coming, and wanted to see just how fast all of you could run.

Well, you couldn’t run fast. You weren’t the most athletic person, and instead relied on your wits to get through the games. Your foot slipped on the edge of one of the crates, and you smashed your face against the metal box in the process. Your hand slipped next, the blood from your smashed nose that you hit against the metal create making your vision dizzy. If it wasn’t for Chishiya catching your hand at the last second, you would have died.

You never saw Chishiya shed a tear before that, but one drip of the salty liquid did leave his eyes that day. Almost seeing you die, and then the blood on your face making it hard for Chishiya to keep his control. The blood proving just how close you were to dying.

But this isn’t just one tear. There’s streams of tears coming down his cheeks, and you keep trying to whisper insurances that whatever he dreamed about was just that… just a dream.

“I-it wasn’t fake. It was real… You died… I failed you.” His last three words are said so small, you barely hear them. If it wasn’t for his close proximity, you would have missed them. You clutch onto him even closer to your chest, realizing what he probably dreamed about by his words.

“You didn’t fail me, and I’m not dead. You saved me, Chishiya. You saved me. Not Arisu or Usagi, but you… And for that, I’ll be forever grateful.”

Chishiya slowly picks his head up off your chest, wiping his eyes quickly as he does. He blinks at you, his vision finally clearing from his tears and being able to see you. You show him a small smile, and Chishiya’s lips part as he takes your appearance in.

Your not bleeding, your neck isn’t slit, and you aren’t looking at him with dead eyes like his dream depicted. You’re your same beautiful self, and now reality is crashing down on Chishiya. It was all a dream… and he was crying about it.

Chishiya was taught at a young age to stay strong in every situation, but seeing his own shitty father hurt you was to much for him. Especially when you said you thought he didn’t love you. The whole thing broke him. Broke him to the point he cried so hard that it woke him up from the dream.

He swallows against the lump in his throat, and with a shaking hand touches your cheek. Feeling your soft skin under his finger tips and confirming that you are, in fact, alive. Chishiya closes his eyes, suddenly feeling a boat of shame hit him in the chest from him waking you up like this.

“I’m sorry,” Chishiya says.

Your eyes widen ever so slightly, and your smile vanishes. You, being the best girlfriend in the world, crawl into his lap and make him wrap his arms around you. Your arms go around his neck, and then you clink your foreheads together. “There’s nothing to be sorry about, Chishiya. The past is the past, and now we’re out. I will also always be here for you. No matter what the situation.”

Chishiya blinks his eyes open up at you, seeing your pretty eyes so close to his. Although your words warm his heart, he still has to confirm something. “You know I love you… right?”

It took so long for Chishiya to admit he loved you, to the point it hurt you a few times while you were both in borderlands. It wasn’t until he almost saw you die that he admitted his feelings for you right then and there. He never wanted to hurt you or see you hurt again. That’s why you saying you didn’t think he loved you in his dream hurt so badly, making him start to cry in real life.

You raise a confused eyebrow at him, and take your forehead off of his. You don’t understand why he’s asking now, but you don’t need to. You see in Chishiya demeanor that he needs this. He needs you to answer this question because if you don’t it will shatter his world. He’s needing you to answer this question truthfully, but there was no way you were saying the opposite of the truth, anyway.

“Of course I do. I always have, baby.”

Chishiya’s lips twitch up in a smile, unable to help himself as he pulls you in for a singular deep kiss. Your confession clearing his head of all doubts, and making him feel ten times better then he was a few seconds ago.

The both of you then lay down, still holding each other like if you don’t the other person will disappear, and soon fall asleep.

Not before Chishiya whispers in between the two of you, you already asleep so you don’t hear, his own confession of how he feels about you.

“I always loved you too.”

The End

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darxk · 1 year

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iris - i don't want the world to see me

tw/cw: blood, cuts, emotionally pressuring thoughts, breakdown

a/n i definitely vented to some degree in this

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as you watched the blood trickle down your fingertips, you couldn’t help but wonder how you ended up like this. how you ended up with a torn apart room and bloody hands.

the game was a 6 of clubs. you felt like screaming. how much more can you take? how many people did you have to please in order to survive? you wanted so badly to snap the neck of one of the players for verbally berating you. “you’re so weak and limp! i heard that you couldn’t even protect your teammates last round! what makes you think i’d play with you?” . you winced every word the man spat. he didn’t stop until kuina gave him a piece of her mind

after the vile man had left, kuina turned to you, “are you ok?!” you nod. her face hardens, “why didn’t you do anything?”

you had been at a loss for words. the man had been a key player and you couldn’t do anything. you didn’t want to seem too hardheaded to anyone.

you had been able to complete the game and took the cars back to the beach where kuina rambled on about some random thing. you had bid her goodbye and quickly hurried to your room, brushing past a man in a hoodie.

as soon as you collapsed in your room, a string of curses escaped your throat. “why the fuck am i even crying?!” you laughed hysterically, “i’m just being stupid.”

“stop crying, it’s unsightly!”

“how shameless… to think you would act out like this.”

“how selfish.”

the memory was a slap to the cheek. you remembered that day, the neighbours had kicked a ball to your face, and you went to seek comforting words from your family but that was the only thing they said were those harsh words. you had quickly learned that getting mad at anyone was useless, that it wouldn’t benefit you. you just wanted someone to see you for you, not the world you would misunderstand your whole being. but when you had found someone, he was cold and dishonest… not the best person but you took what you got. and you probably took too much. because that’s what you do, you take, and you take without ever giving.

today was the tipping of the scale, you were at the height of emotional capacity, sick of bottling everything up. you grabbed the nearby glasses and threw them at the wall. you were being petty and having a meltdown, but nobody could see you, so you didn’t give a fuck.

you threw anything fragile at the walls or anything sturdy, lamps, cosmetics, anything. when you had run out of those you picked up the larger shards and threw those. they of course sliced your hands, crimson liquid flowing from the cuts.

so that was how you got here, curled up on the bed, bloody, numb and an emotional wreck that was surrounded by glass shards of various sizes.

“this is a mess,” a deep voice sounded from the doorway. you didn’t even have to turn to face the intruder to identify the owner of the voice.

“go away, chishiya. i’m not in the mood for your games,” you huffed.

chishiya ignored you and walked around the wreck, observing and chuckling at the mess, “i could hear your temper tantrum from down the hall. never knew you could be this emotional, it doesn’t suit you.”

you were beyond embarrassed. if he could hear you, that would mean some of the other members of the beach did as well

you opted to ignore his snide remarks and buried your face deeper into your legs. “hey. stop hiding,” you could feel his presence looming above you beside the bed.

you grabbed a glass shard, wincing as it left gashes on your palm, and pointed the tip of it to him, “what would you know about hiding? you’re just your bitchy self, day and night.”

chishiya sighed as he took the glass out of your hand, exploiting the fact you were too weak and numb to put up a fight. he clicked open a box which he seemed to have brought in. he took you by the hands and examined your body and quickly got to work, dabbing the disinfectant on the cuts which left you hissing and wincing, even shying away from his grasp until he held you in place.

after disinfecting your wounds, he gently wrapped strips of bandages over your legs and arms.

“done,” he puts away the kit and quickly cleared the glass from the floor and the bed into a pile, “you should get some sleep.”

as he is about to walk out, you grab onto the sleeve of his hoodie, your eyes growing more sore and heavier by the second, “please don’t go… shuntaro…”

he chuckles and sits next to you as you begin to lie and drift to sleep. he places a tender kiss on your forehead as he assumes a lying position by your side, your pinkies just touching.

as he watches you breathe steady breaths, he notices you vulnerable you are in your sleep. none of those facades or false emotions, just genuine fatigue. as he shifts his body to hug yours, he begins to drift off to sleep while thinking, you deserve so much better, before sleep claimed his senses.

#chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya x y/n #chishiya x you #chishiya imagine #chishiya fanfic #chishiya fic #alice in borderland #alice in boderland x reader #drabble #oneshot #one shot #angst with fluff #angst with a happy ending #chishiya shuntaro #aib chishiya #shuntaro chishiya x reader #shuntaro chishiya

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niragisimp · 1 year

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Masterlist <3

One Shots

Chishiya x Fem!Reader

Niragi x Fem!Reader

Ongoing Stories

The Pain Before (Niragi x Fem!Reader)

Sugar & Spice (Arisu X OC) (Niragi X OC)

#aib #aib fanfic #aib fic #niragi #chishiya #niragi fic #chishiya fic #aib one shot #alice in borderland one shot #niragi one shot #chishiya one shot #niragi x reader #fem!reader #kuina #fanficiton #alice in borderland

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witchwhaat · 1 year

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so i have finished aib 2.......

#many thoughts need to lay down #whatthefuckwhatthefuck #i'm... confused. a bit. but also. huh. okay.#i definitely need to read the manga bc holy shit #okay the second season was GOOD it had it's mOmeNts but the 1st one had as well and here they didn't bother me as much when they happened #by mOmeNts i mostly mean weird pacing #anyway it did not dissapoint #i liked it very much #aib my beloved arisu my beloved chishiya my beloved kuina my love usagi my beloved #aaaaaaaaaaa #agna watches aib #alice in borderland #AND WHAT DOES THE JOKER CARD MEAN HUH #does the mamga continue after that moment? i didn't read but from what i know it doesn't after what happened in last episode??#*manga #take a shot everytime i make a typo god

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misty-doodles · 1 year

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@badthingshappenbingo

Chpater 1: Was Too hard on Them

Chapter 2: Leave Me Alone

#imawa no kuni no alice #imawa no kuni no arisu #alice in borderland #bad things happen bingo #arisu ryohei #chishiya shuntaro #usagi yuzuha #kuina hikari #angst with a happy ending #chirisu #thats the end game anyway #abusiveboyfriend #abuse cw #aib fic #fanfiction #misty writes #i'm accepting asks for one shots btw

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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Hi hi hi !! Can you do a scenario where chishiya's gn! s/o (who's normally sweet and sunshiney) finally snaps and cusses someone out or smth? I thought it would be p funny lmaosjsks (also unrelated but like who's ur txt bias)

i'm so obsessed with doctor chishiya you don't understand

pairing: chishiya x gn!reader (they/them pronouns used once) genre: fluff word count: 1.3k

warnings: not canon compliant, pretend this is before chishiya also starts sacrificing people ig ??, canon typical violence, death, cussing, i can't actually remember how arisu arisued his way out of this game so this could've actually gotten all of them killed lmao, i am incapable of writing fics if they don't end in a confession idk

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i couldn't really figure out how to make reader sweet so i just made them super cooperative (if that makes sense lmao) i hope you like it !!

also i am a beomgyu stan at heart but kai has had a GRIP on me since cysm something in that studio choom fancam changed me idk

requests open !! read my rules first

a group of people are already awkwardly standing around when you approach the building. a ‘ding’ chimes as soon as you enter the doorway, confirming your participation. you grab one of the phones on the table and sign in before moving to lean against the wall. chishiya stands next to you, subtly judging the people around you.

“registration closed. game: dead or alive. difficulty: three of clubs,” the announcement begins. “rules: players must choose between two doors to exit the building. game clear: players exit the building safely within the time limit. game over: players enter the wrong room or run out of time.”

a clock hanging on the wall lights up with a timer counting down from two minutes. the people around you begin to panic.

“life or death?” a woman reads. she’s wearing an apron covered in flour, nervously looking around the room. “how do we know which one to choose?”

“just pick one,” a man argues. he’s in jeans and a stained shirt that reeks of alcohol, even in the borderlands. his words slur together a little. “we’re all gonna die anyways.”

“nobody has to die,” you interrupt. “we can work together to win this one. we still have one minute and forty seconds left.” you glance between the two doors. they both look the same- artwork printed on the top half of a door labeled either “life” or “death.”

“it’s life,” a man wearing a business suit says. his voice is deep and confident. there are no wrinkles or imperfections in his clothes though he looks tired. he peers at you through thick glasses perched on his nose.

a high school girl nervously runs towards the door, swinging it open and stepping inside. less than a second later, a laser shoots through the ceiling and her body falls to the ground. your body stiffens next to chishiya. you stare at her corpse in shock until he starts pulling your arm, shoving you through the death door and slamming it shut behind himself. the room sets alight as soon as he does.

“why would you do that?” the woman wearing an apron yells. “she was just a kid!”

“these are death games,” the businessman apathetically responds. crooked fingers raise to push his glasses up, staring at you. “sacrifice is always necessary.”

“we’re running out of time,” a teenager mumbles. he still has a bike helmet strapped on. “we need to choose another door.”

time continues to tick down. panic engulfs the room. the woman nervously glances between the two doors before she closes her eyes, placing her hand on the handle of the life door and swinging it open. after a few seconds she lets out a relieved gasp. you’re quick to follow her out of the room, shutting the door behind you.

the next room looks exactly the same as the others. a gray room with two doors, one labeled ‘life’ and the other ‘death.’ the timer is becoming faster now.

“we should take turns choosing doors,” the woman suggests. “i picked the last one, it’s someone else’s turn.”

“that sounds fair, right?” the high school boy anxiously fiddles with the clasp of his helmet. he glances at the time before turning to you. “i think they should go.”

you flinch a little from the sudden suggestion but nod. “okay.” before you can leave to open a door chishiya pulls you back by your arm, leaning in to whisper in your ear.

“pick death.” he has no expression when you look at him but gives you a small nod towards the door. your hand shakes a little when you set it on the handle, swinging the door open and stepping into the room. after a few seconds of nothing happening, you let out a small sigh of relief.

“who goes next?” you ask, looking between the teenager and the businessman.

“your friend should go,” the businessman says. “he said something to you before you picked the door. what was it?”

“why does that matter?”

“he hasn’t said a word since we got here. for all we know, he could be a part of the games.” the woman shrinks back away from you at his words. you scoff.

“you really think whoever is running these games is sending in spies?”

“he’s right,” the teenager says, moving to the other side of the room next to the woman. “how do we know who you are?”

“we’re running out of time,” chishiya says. only thirty seconds remain on the timer. he grabs your hand, moving to the ‘life’ door and opening it. after a few uneventful seconds, the others rush into the room behind you.

“he’s gotten every single answer right,” the businessman argues. “how?”

chishiya sighs. “the building is shaped like a square. there’s one room in the middle and eight rooms surrounding it. the girl who opened the first door led to the room in the middle. if we stick to the edges of the building we’ll be able to complete the game.”

“how long have you known how to win?” the woman yells. “why did you let that girl die? how can we trust you?”

“i wasn’t sure until the second room.”

“if you’re so sure, then open the wrong door.” the businessman says. “if you’re right, then the middle room will have more than one door and we’ll be able to see inside.”

“are you a fucking idiot?” the words leave your mouth before you realize what they are, only spurred on by the anger coursing through you. “seriously, who do you think you are? you’ve done nothing but guess your way through the game and now that we have a strategy you’re complaining about the plan working? shut up and listen for once. he’s saving your lives!”

you take a breath to calm yourself, almost shrinking back to chishiya’s side. he glances over his shoulder at you, silently reaching over to take your hand into his. the group stares between you, chishiya, and the businessman but you ignore them. the warmth of chishiya’s hand in yours calms you.

“it has to be death,” he says, turning back to the group. “open the door.” nobody moves until you drag him with you to the door, swinging it open and entering the next room.

you follow chishiya through the rest of the rooms until you end up at the final room. “wait,” he pulls you back, next to his side. there are only ten seconds on the timer. “the ‘life’ door leads to the middle room but the ‘death’ one goes back to the original room.”

“the entrance and exit must be the same.” you rush to the door, quickly throwing it open and running out of the room. the fire barely misses you as it scorches the room, setting it alight in flames. you pant, leaning back against the wall of the original room.

your phone chimes in your pocket. “game cleared. congratulations.”

chishiya’s hand remains in yours, leading you out of the building. the cool night air feels good against your skin. he squeezes your hand, letting himself slightly relax. “thank you,” he whispers. “for standing up for me. for trusting me.”

you nod, pulling him into a hug. chishiya stiffens a little, awkwardly standing in front of you before hesitantly wrapping his arms around you. “of course i trust you. i love you.”

chishiya presses a kiss against your forehead, pulling you a little closer. “i love you too.”

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amortentiaz · 1 year

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

alice in borderland universe

send me everything you have in mind, i’m ready to done it all. any characters, any theme. feel free :)

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katnisspeetaprim · 1 year

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AiB You Are An Idol

You Were an Idol

Before the borderlands happened you were a famous idol, constantly gaining popularity over time. You got a lot of stares from people in games and at the beach since they obviously recognised you which you could honestly do without. Its life and death in the borderlands so you wished that they would honestly just get over themselves.

Because of the constant attention from people you’d rather not have, this caused you to gravitate more towards the people who seemingly didn’t recognise you, or just simply didn’t care enough to bring it up.

Kuina

When you told Kuina about what you did before this her reaction was to be expected.

‘Ah really?! That’s so cool but your a terrible friend for not telling me sooner!’ She was pouting for a while after that.

In the end she would want to know everything about your career, like the supportive friend she is, and you happily tell her.

‘I expect special treatment and access to all your perks when we get back by the way.’ She wouldn’t let you off easy knowing that you could basically get whatever you wanted.

Chishiya

‘I’m not surprised. It fits you well now that I think about it.’ He chuckled to himself, thinking about you prancing around a stage. A stark contrast to how you had been in this world.

He wasn’t interested in that kind of thing if he was completely honest however, he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t curious about what kind of music you made, and would be looking you up the first chance he got.

Niragi

You had never told Niragi about being famous, mainly because you don’t associate or hang around with the guy, so naturally he found out through the grape vine.

He became fascinated by you, having never been with anyone famous before. He would make it his mission to engage with you at every opportunity, he wouldn’t be subtle about his intentions either.

He would most definitely hate your music if he actually heard it though by the way.

Arisu

Lowkey already knows who you are, maybe he had a poster or two of you on his walls at some point.

He would have first seen you at the beach and was gobsmacked. He wanted to come up to you but was afraid of bothering you so he kept his distance.

It was you who approached him in the end, you had noticed the guy trying not to make eye contact with you a few times now and thought that he was cute.

Arisu was a stuttering mess when you asked him if he wanted to grab a drink at the bar with you, but with a gentle nudge from his friend Usagi he was agreeing to your request.

‘I’d love to! I’m a big fan by the way, I don’t know if you could tell...’

Usagi

She also already knew who you were but she wasn’t bothered by it after all, in the borderlands everybody was in the exact same position.

‘Doesn’t it bother you? Constantly being in the public eye?’ She would ask you with a curious gaze. Most of her experience of being publically known had been negative after and just before her fathers death, so she couldn’t understand why someone would put themselves in that situation willingly.

You took the time to to explain how much you loved your career and how hard you worked to get

to the position you were in now. Usagi still didn’t get wanting to be in the spotlight but she understood you better once you explained to her.

Kyuma

You and Kyuma had met before the borderlands, maybe you had both been performing at the same venue at one point.

You would have met again in his game for the King of Clubs. It would be a shock to both of you to see each other in this situation but were happy to see a familiar face, that was until Kyuma started to explain the game to your group.

You wished you could have met again under different circumstances.

Banda

Of course he knows who you are in fact, you had been on his radar for quite a while now, not even because of your music he was just... obsessed with you.

You would meet officially in the Jack of Hearts game where he would constantly be watching you from across the room.

His stares made you feel uneasy but you would be lying if you said you weren’t intrigued by the guy.

Banda would make sure that you survived this game so he could have you to himself later.

#alice in borderland #headcannon #imagine #one shot #smut #fluff #angst #chishiya #kuina #usagi #arisu #kyuma #banda #netflix #japan

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