#Mira Kano x reader

[eletricheart]

Masterlist

part 1

ps: all my stories are x reader

1. Alice in Borderland

Mira Kano

Queen of a Heart + Where the skies are blue

5 ways of love

karma is a relaxing thought

evermore

Wonderland

holy ground

if not for you

mastermind

incorrect quotes: p.1

2. The Vampire Diaries

Katherine Pierce

the Salvatores

born to die

is it a deal?

right where you left me

1. my posting dates are a mess tbh, dont know when or who i'll post about

2. i accept requests but if they're from different characters and idk them, i'll ask you to give a me a few details so it gets better😭

3. i do not write smuts

[daddycassie]

Dark Beach

(Mira Kano x GN!reader)

Grey waves crash on a dark shore, as I watch from the balcony.

The breeze is chilly, the water must be freezing.

But I think the resort is prettier this time of year.

Nobody but me and her.

The moment I think, she’s there with me her hair dark as the rest of the moonlit night’s landscape.

Her eyes wide and her smile knowing, she lays her head on my arm, and I hold her in the cold of night.

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Note; Is this a love poem to Mira? Whaaat noooo

((Maybe))

[angelseraphines]

ೃ⁀➷ body electric ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🦢 ꒱

╰┈➤ suguru niragi x former!lover!reader imagine

a/n: i would like to give a special thank you to @lumillsie for the layout of this post and for the filter used on the header! please note that i do not agree with the choices of niragi and for any fanfictions i write about him, those controversial actions will be omitted!

˚ ༘♡ it was the strangest thing, stepping out of your bedroom and into a world that had ceased to exist. the familiar cadence of life, the hushed creaks of the old family estate, the distant sounds of the city beyond, had been swallowed whole by silence. you called out, expecting an answer, but none came. the lavish halls stretched empty, the doors left ajar as if abandoned in an instant. outside, the streets of tokyo stood frozen in time, emptied of their ceaseless crowds, their neon-lit chaos. no cars idling at intersections, no distant murmur of conversation, no footsteps beyond your own.

˚ ༘♡ for hours, you wandered, a lone figure adrift in a dead city. the absence of life gnawed at your mind, an eerie stillness pressing against your skin. you searched for movement, for any sign that you weren’t the last person left in the world. then, at long last, you found them, a handful of strangers clustered in the remains of a building complex, their faces etched with the same confusion and fear that pained your expression. pitiful consolation burned in your chest, only to be doused by frustration. they knew nothing. no one did.

˚ ༘♡ then came the notification, it read the following, “visa: 3 days remaining.”

˚ ༘♡ your heart pounded as you turned to one of the others, demanding to know what it meant. their answer was worse than anything your mind had conjured. you had three days to play. three days to win. fail, or refuse, and your visa would expire. and when that happened, you would die.

˚ ༘♡ it sounded absurd, a nightmare spun from exhaustion and fear. but then the first game began.

˚ ༘♡ a siren wailed through the building, red emergency lights casting the halls in an unnatural glow. a door slammed open. and then he appeared.

˚ ༘♡ a towering figure draped in dark clothing, a horse mask concealing his face, the gleam of a gun heavy in his hands. he did not hesitate. the first shot rang out, cutting through the confusion, splattering blood across the walls. screams shattered the air. chaos erupted, bodies scrambling for cover as the game of tag began, except this wasn’t a game. not really.

˚ ༘♡ you ran. every breath burned, every heartbeat a countdown to death. the masked man moved with terrifying precision, his steps unhurried, methodical. you turned a corner just as another shot rang out through the air, a body hitting the ground behind you. fear coursed through your veins like fire, but survival drove you forward.

˚ ༘♡ in the end, you lived, not by skill, not by strength, but by sheer luck. a young man and a woman, moving like they had done this before, found the safe zone in the final moments. you barely made it, collapsing against the wall, lungs heaving, the taste of fear still thick in your throat. the masked man vanished. the sirens cut off. eerie silence returned.

˚ ༘♡ your phone buzzed again. your visa had been extended.

˚ ༘♡ the next day, you could hardly move. fatigue and shock weighed you down, pinning you to the cold floor of the abandoned building you had taken refuge in. your mind refused to process what had happened, but deep down, you knew. if you didn’t move, if you didn’t act, you wouldn’t survive the next game.

˚ ༘♡ it was pure chance that you ran into them again, the two who had saved you. the young man introduced himself as ryohei arisu, the woman as yuzuha usagi. you thanked them, though words felt meaningless after what you had just endured. when they asked if you wanted to join them, you didn’t hesitate.

˚ ༘♡ arisu mentioned a location called the beach, a rumored sanctuary where players had gathered. a sliver of hope in a city that had become a graveyard.

˚ ༘♡ it took time, careful observation, and calculated risk, but after following a group of players you recognized from the game of tag, you knew you were close, but without warning a devastating blow was delivered to the back of your head and you were entrenched by darkness.

˚ ༘♡ when you woke, your wrists were bound, the scent of lavender incense thick in the air. a lavish room stretched before you, unfamiliar faces standing in the dim light. a man entered, draped in a loose robe, his presence far too casual for the circumstances. he grinned and extended his arms in a welcoming gesture, “i am sure you all have questions, and we have the answers you are searching for.”

˚ ༘♡ the robed man, who introduced himself as the hatter, was the self-proclaimed ruler of the beach. with a charismatic grin, he explained the laws that governed this facade of a sanctuary, his voice smooth, practically hypnotic, as if he had rehearsed it countless times before.

˚ ༘♡ one. all playing cards collected from the games belonged to the beach. they believed that obtaining a full deck would grant them passage back to the original world, though there was no proof, only blind faith and desperation. two. all members were to follow the will of the leader, the hatter himself, and his chosen executive members. their word was law. questioning it was not an option. three. the most sinister of all, betray the beach, and you will be executed without mercy.

˚ ༘♡ his delivery was casual and lighthearted, but the dread of those mandates settled akin to lead in your stomach. there was no room for dissent. you were not being invited, you were being conscripted.

˚ ༘♡ with no choice but to comply, you were ushered away, given a simple command: change into swimsuits. no exceptions. it was a method of control, a way to ensure no weapons could be concealed. but beyond that, it was humiliating. a stripping away of your identity, reducing you to just another body in the beach’s twisted paradise.

˚ ༘♡ you were led into a grand dressing room, its gilded mirrors and velvet benches a stark contrast to the world outside. racks of swimwear lined the walls, bright, revealing, designed for spectacle rather than function. hesitant, you sifted through the options before settling on a pearl-white one-piece with a sweetheart neckline, elegant yet understated. even so, the thought of baring yourself in such a vulnerable space made you uneasy. for a sliver of modesty, you grabbed a sheer cover-up, draping it over your shoulders before stepping out into the heart of the resort.

˚ ༘♡ and what you saw left you speechless.

˚ ༘♡ the beach was alive with indulgence. men and women in vibrant bikinis and neon swim trunks danced freely, their bodies moving under the golden glow of the sun. cocktails sloshed in their hands, music pulsed from unseen speakers, laughter rang out like the city had never vanished. it was surreal, a fever dream of excess set against the backdrop of an abandoned world.

˚ ༘♡ but beneath the revelry, there was something off. something calculated.

˚ ༘♡ as you moved through the crowd, you felt it, the leering gazes of men trailing after you, drinking you in like you were just another prize in this lawless haven. your grip tightened around your cover-up, pulling it closer, shielding yourself as best as you could without drawing attention. searching the crowd, you finally spotted familiar faces, usagi and arisu, standing off to the side, their expressions indistinct.

˚ ༘♡ relief rushed through you as you hurried over. “i thought i’d never be able to find you two.”

˚ ༘♡ usagi glanced up, her eyes taking you in. she wore a navy blue two-piece, a peach zip-up jacket pulled tightly around her frame despite the heat. her voice was low, almost conspiratorial as she muttered, “can you believe they’re making everyone dress like this? it’s humiliating.”

˚ ༘♡ arisu, arms crossed, let out a slow breath, gaze drifting toward the endless stretch of blue sky. “you think what the executives said is true?” his voice was laced with doubt. “that if we gather all the cards, we can go back?”

˚ ༘♡ neither you nor usagi answered. because what was there to say? it was a fool’s hope, a dangling promise intended to keep the beach running, to keep its members playing the games. no one knew if escape was even possible. and something told you that the people in charge of these depraved, debauched games didn’t care.

˚ ༘♡ the vivacious laughter and excitement that had consumed the resort mere moments ago began to wane, like a tide pulling back, exposing something far more menacing beneath the surface. you felt it before you saw it, a change in the air, an unspoken tension that rippled through the crowd, silencing the drunken revelry. turning your head, your breath became erratic.

˚ ༘♡ a group of men strode through the party, their presence suffocating, the very energy of the beach seeming to warp around them. at the front of the pack, you recognized him immediately, the man who had taken down the tagger during your first game. his presence had unnerved you then, and it unnerved you now. he moved with the quiet confidence of a predator, his muscled frame tense beneath his tank top, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd with indifference. he looked like a member of the yakuza with his shaved head and vicious attitude.

˚ ༘♡ yet, it was the figure behind him that truly sent a chill down your spine. a man dressed in black, his hood drawn up over his head, a long, gleaming blade clutched in his grip. his head was shaved clean, but tattoos inked his stark white skin, crawling down his neck like a web of curses. he didn’t speak. he didn’t need to. his very presence was suffocating, a walking omen of violence.

˚ ༘♡ your gaze steadily drifted to the figure on the left, and your entire body locked up.

˚ ༘♡ no.

˚ ༘♡ your heart lurched, your stomach twisting into knots so tight you felt nauseous. your breath caught in your throat, your knees going weak beneath you. your mind screamed at you that it couldn’t be, that it shouldn’t be. but it was.

˚ ༘♡ “hey, aguni, who is this jerk staring at you?”

˚ ༘♡ the masculine voice with a taunting edge, slashed through the unbearable silence, your gaze landed on him. niragi.

˚ ༘♡ he stood before you, a rifle slung casually over his shoulder, his smirk razor-sharp and laced with cruelty. but your eyes weren’t on the weapon. they weren’t even on the piercings that now lined his eyebrow and tongue, nor the unruly strands of black hair that had grown out since you last saw him.

˚ ༘♡ the same eyes that once held warmth, shyness, devotion. the same eyes that once looked at you like you were his entire world. but now? now they were malicious and dark, devoid of anything kind and compassionate. the cocky bravado was there, the smirk, the teasing edge to his voice. but for a fleeting second, just a fraction of a second, his mask slipped. his expression faltered. he recognized you. he wasn’t expecting this, he wasn’t expecting you.

˚ ༘♡ arisu, beside you, blinked in surprise. “you’re the guy from the game of tag.”

˚ ༘♡ aguni, the man leading the group, barely spared you a glance. instead, his gaze flickered over the three of you, his lips curling in something that wasn’t quite a sneer, wasn’t quite pity. “i see your friend died.” his tone was cold, impersonal. “what a shame. the weak ones survived.”

˚ ༘♡ niragi, however, was no longer looking at arisu or aguni. his full attention was on you. his fingers twitched at his side, his head tilting slightly, like he was trying to piece together if this was real or some bizarre hallucination. then, before you could even think of what to say, he took a step forward, closing the distance between you just enough to make your breath catch in your throat.

˚ ༘♡ ”it’s been a while, honey.”

˚ ༘♡ his voice was laced with mockery, with that menacing brutality, but there was something else too, something genuine. a sliver of sincerity buried beneath it all, a trace of something that made your heart ache, remnants of the niragi you once cherished so deeply.

˚ ༘♡ “why are you hanging out with this loser?” niragi seethed, his voice ridden with contempt as his glare locked onto arisu. before arisu could even process the insult, let alone defend himself, niragi swung the end of his rifle into his face with a sickening crack. the impact sent arisu crashing onto the cold, tiled floor, his head snapping back against the hard surface.

˚ ༘♡ blood gushed from his nose and mouth almost instantly, painting the shining white tiles in deep crimson. he barely had a chance to react before niragi loomed over him, lifting his boot and slamming it into his ribs. arisu curled inward, gasping in pain, but niragi wasn’t done. he kicked him again, this time in the head.

˚ ༘♡ usagi let out a panicked cry and dropped to the ground beside arisu, her hands flying up to shield him. “stop! please!” she shouted, desperation cracking her voice. she tried to shove niragi away, but he barely stumbled. without hesitation, he turned and shoved her back with enough force to send her sprawling across the floor.

˚ ༘♡ “what the hell are you doing?” you snapped, horror and disbelief flooding your veins. your mind reeled, unable to make sense of what you were seeing, of the man standing before you. niragi had once been the one suffering under the weight of cruelty, bullied relentlessly until he had nearly been broken. you had been the one to step in, to defend him, to pull him from the insults and beatings of others. and now, here he was, standing in the shoes of the very monsters who had tormented him.

˚ ༘♡ what happened to him?

˚ ༘♡ “niragi, enough! no more!” you yelled out, but he ignored you, lifting his boot again as if he had already decided arisu’s fate.

˚ ༘♡ you didn’t think. you acted. you threw yourself in front of him, your body a barrier between niragi and the bloodied mess of arisu curled up on the floor. usagi was already huddled beside him, shielding him as best as she could. you could see niragi’s rise and fall as adrenaline coursed through his veins, feel his eyes boring into you, but you didn’t care.

˚ ༘♡ “what have you become?” you shouted, your voice shaking, your emotions threatening to swallow you whole. “have you lost your mind because of these games? is this who you are now?”

˚ ༘♡ niragi stood motionless, his expression darkening. for a minute, something unreadable glistened in his gaze, something vanishing, something buried beneath layers of cruelty and indifference. then, his lips coiled into a sneer.

˚ ༘♡ “what have i become?” he mocked, his tone laced with amusement. “why are you being so melodramatic?”

˚ ༘♡ your heart pounded as you looked past him, at the men standing behind him, watching without saying a word. this was for them. niragi wasn’t just acting out of anger, he was performing, playing the role expected of him, preserving whatever foreboding image he had built here.

˚ ༘♡ he exhaled sharply and tilted his head, his smirk growing. “get out of my way, would you?” his voice was almost teasing, but there was a dangerous edge beneath it. he reached out, fingers brushing against your cheek in a touch that once would have made you feel more beloved than any woman in the world. but now? now, it was no different than the most potent of venom.

˚ ༘♡ your grimaced with revulsion, and before he could even register it, you jerked away, stepping back like his touch had burned you. niragi chuckled, shaking his head. “come on, don’t be like that,” he mused. “i promise we’ll have all the time in the world to catch up, after i finish with these two.”

˚ ༘♡ he moved to step around you, his patience wearing thin, but you blocked him again. this time, your stance was firmer, your hands clenching into fists at your sides, your fingernails digging into the skin of your palms. you could feel your pulse pounding in your throat, but you forced yourself to meet his gaze, unflinching.

˚ ༘♡ “niragi, please.”

˚ ༘♡ his name left your lips softer this time, stripped of the anger, stripped of the disbelief. it was a plea, not simply for arisu’s sake but for his, for the young man you once knew, the one you once loved.

˚ ༘♡ niragi hesitated. for a short while, something in his expression changed. you held his gaze, hoping, praying, that somewhere beneath the layers of cruelty and violence, he still remembered, those late-night phone calls, the way he used to look at you when he thought you weren’t watching, the warmth of his fingers laced through yours on lazy afternoons at the café. if there was anything left of that niragi, maybe, just maybe, he would stop.

˚ ༘♡ his smirk twitched, his tongue flicking over the silver piercing on his lip. then, with a lazy wave of his hand, he scoffed. “eh, whatever,” he muttered, swinging his rifle back over his shoulder as if nothing had happened. “this is no fun with you whining in my ear.” he turned away without another glance, striding off like he had already forgotten all about you. the rest of the men followed, their presence dissipating as quickly as it had arrived. aguni lingered for a tad longer, his expression obscured and harsh, before he, too, disappeared into his horde of followers.

˚ ༘♡ you stood bewildered, the tension in your body unraveling all at once, leaving only nausea in its wake. the atmosphere still buzzed with energy from the resort party, but it all felt so far away, like a different world entirely. your mind returned to arisu and usagi, they required your help.

˚ ༘♡ you spun on your heel and dropped to your knees beside him. he was still on the floor, barely conscious, his face drained of color, his body limp. usagi knelt beside him, pressing her zip-up jacket against his forehead to slow the bleeding. the fabric was already stained deep red.

˚ ༘♡ panic surged through you. you reached out, brushing arisu’s shoulder tenderly, trying to ground yourself as much as him. “i’ll get help, okay? stay here.”

˚ ༘♡ usagi nodded, her jaw tight, her focus entirely on arisu. you pushed yourself to your feet, your heart hammering as you turned and ran. you didn’t know where you were going. you didn’t even know who you could turn to in a place like this. but you had to hurry. arisu was losing too much blood, his life was in danger, because of niragi.

˚ ༘♡ your mind still couldn’t fully grasp it, the sheer impossibility of what he had become. your sweet and loving boyfriend you once knew was gone, replaced by a man who could smile through savagery, who could beat someone half to death and consider it entertainment.

˚ ༘♡ niragi was gone. whatever had taken his place, you weren’t sure you wanted to understand.

a/n: my first alice in borderland fanfiction! if you have any thoughts or requests, please let me know! 🤍

[thinkingofchishiya]

HIIII ALICE IN BORDERLAND FANDOM ID LIKE TO ADRESS SOME VERY VERY INTERESTING MANGA LORE / ANGST ABOUT KYUMA AND MIRA

So for those who don’t know, all of the game masters during arisu’s time arrived only days after eachother and all met very quickly- almost becoming a group like we see with our protagonists.

Mira met Kuzuryu (the king of diamonds) , and then they came to encounter Shirabi (the king of spades) who was on his fourth day, On kyumas 2nd day he left his band in the morning to go for a run and this is when he bumped into Shirabi, who was exercising to the radio.

Not too long after mira approaches shirabi for the first time, as he was burying someone. She asks why he was burying someone he didn't even know, and he tells her that humans don't want to die atop some asphalt, that it breaks the cycle of life. This fascinates mira who tells him that she'll plant some seeds on top of the graves, and water them everyday until they grow. Eventually, they all start sprouting flower buds.

Every morning they all met up at the same place to do radio calisthenics and to talk. Mira and Kuzuryu played a game of chess once while getting to know each other better. One of my favourite quotes is “she is seen proudly showing off the massive fish she caught to Kyūma.”

It is said on the 87th day of sojourn for the king of spades is when they all had their final game and were given the option to stay or leave the borderlands, this means they spent 87 mornings together and more😭 can you imagine the regular morning meet the day after kyuma died, him simply not turning up after all that time and the group knowing it was because he lost his game and was gone.

When they finally only had one game card left to beat, kyuma suggested a celebration in which they completed it together for the first time. Their first and only group game together was their last before they all chose to stay in the borderlands and became game masters of the cards they beat. This meant their last game was a game of clubs.

and like i don’t fucking care, mira and kyuma were BESTIES i tell you!!! she finds the beauty in human nature and would’ve loved kyumas outlook on life and his little quirks. My favourite platonic rare pair right there!!!

“she is seen proudly showing off the massive fish she caught to Kyūma.” i’m not crying YOU are.

the game masters are so scooby doo mystery gang coded and i won’t explain further !!

edit: kyuma and tatta were both the first people of their groups to die and they died in the same game (cries)

[arsenic-catnep]

Oh my fucking god I have Alice in Borderland brainrot. Someone please fucking talk to me about it I am begging.

If you have no idea what it is, go on Netflix and watch it right now, your cult leader demands it.

[awkwardchaosposts]

Pavlov's dog

Part 1

Yandere!Mira x male!reader

Trigger warning: Swearing and mentions of car crash and guns. Mira is manipulative and doesn't seem people as actual complex human beings

Please note: this isn't proofread

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"A little more"

You worked at a local frozen yogurt shop and have had unreasonable customers before but this middle aged woman telling you to bombard their frozen yogurt in way too many sprinkles was definitely the worst.

"Here you go ma'am"

"More"

With a sigh you mustered your best 'I'm not being paid enough for this smile' and added four more spoonfuls of sprinkles.

It's been a trend lately. So called influencers would come into the shop and shove a camera in your face while asking for an ungodly amount of toppings. you're not exactly sure why but it's made your job harder to do that's for sure.

"Thanks" She paid without even leaving a tip.

~*~*~*~*~

Despite dealing with unreasonable customers,cleaning up after questionable puddles in the bathrooms and working under a tight time crunch you did have a pretty kind manager.

Workers were allowed to take some ice cream home with them which you definitely enjoyed. You'd always pack some to take home with you to share with your roommate.

By the time you closed the shop and drove home it was dark, no one was on the road. You were exhausted and just wanted to go home so you passed a red light. You didn't see the other car coming. It hit your left at the intersection and sent you swerving. you desperately tried to take control by frantically turning the wheel but it happened so fast.

I'm dead. Atleast I hope so. I can't pay that insurance so god help me.

Your car was upside down and you had a giant fucking migraine. You reached out to soothe the pain. Blood. There was blood on your hand. It took a while for your body to move, unbuckle your seatbelt and crawl out the car with slow tired movements.

"Are you alright?"

...what the actual hell?

The other driver was just here. How'd they disappear. Did they just drive off?

"Damn hit and runners" You couldn't shake this feeling though that something was off. This city felt more empty.

~*~*~*~*

"You're such a slut. Am I not enough for you?"

The beach was thrilling at first. Mira loved the borderlands. She loved the way her little boytoys got so worked up when she played their small minds like her own personal orchestra.

She yawned as she heard this guy yap angrily about her sleeping around. She really didn't care that she hurt his feelings. He was just a toy that frankly wasn't as fun to play with anymore "Can we wrap this up?"

"You fucking bitch" the man's anger was riled up by her nonchalance.

She rolled her eyes as he stormed out and decided to pour herself a nice cup of tea. The woman sat on the balcony of her private,upgraded room. She peered down at the crowd.

Playing with men and women were fun but the thing she loved most was watching how people tried to find meaning in this world. Hatter with his drinking and Chishiya with his overthinking and forced apathy. It was so entertaining but she's growing bored.

She needed something new. A new doll to play with. These people have become way too predictable.

That's when she saw you. She's never seen someone look so unsure of themselves. The way you moved so stiff like a robot made her smile.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

You tried doing things on your own but one game of diamonds and you were positively traumatised. You'd often get nightmares about all those innocent people.

At first you thought this was a hell made specially for you but upon meeting a man called Arisu you got more clarity over the situation.

This place was suspected to be some alternative universe that's called the borderlands. No one's sure how it works but you have an expiration date and need to compete in games to survive. There's also this place called the beach.

It feels weird seeing people have fun and party when there's so much death happening around them.

"Arisu?" At some point you've lost him in the crowd.

You tried to weave through the cluster of people to catch up with the acquaintance in the distance, accidentally bumping into a dark haired man with multiple piercings. "Oi,you messed up my shirt you little shit"

A gun was pointed at your chest before you could even stutter out an apology over the spilled drink. "I-I didn't mean to...I just-" Why couldn't you speak? You felt frozen like a deer in headlights. Why isn't your brain working? Why can't you just move or at least say something and talk your way out of this?

"Put the gun down Niragi"

This Niragi guy looked annoyed but reluctantly put his gun down. "Fuck this" He spat on your shoes and you cringed at the gross sight but decided to be passive and not say anything.

Mira smiled in response. Usually she wouldn't care about who Niragi shoots but she can't let him break her toys before she gets to even play with them. That would just be unethical.

Upon looking closer she had a moment of recognition and it only made her more excited but she masked it well "Y/N-san"

Her smile was sweet yet not warm or genuine. It irked you a bit that someone could look so...welcoming yet threatening all at once. For a moment you were confused by her comment "You know my name?" How the hell did she know your name?

Then it hit you.

"Mira?"

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A/N: I'm trying out something new. let me know if you want a part two :)

Part 2:

[prodbyblush]

aib girls and texts they'd send you

ｎｏｗ ｌｏａｄｉｎｇ …

▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ 100%

ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

・❥・not requested

an: posting to say yes i am alive

→ gn!reader

usagi:

kuina:

mira:

lisa:

TAGS: @retrospacealien @boowoomuu @chishiya-of-diamonds @ang3liclov3ly @kenqki @shadowheads-shitshow @laylasbunbunny

[nessinborderland]

ive been in a mira kano mood recently so… maybe a mira drabble? with a sick reader that she’s taking care of?

This was such a nice thing to write, got me in my feelings, thank you 🥹💖

Also I wrote this in like 10 minutes so be kind lol

Mira could hear you coughing even before she entered your shared room. You had been like this for almost a week now, and it was starting to scare her. Even if you weren’t in the Borderlands, the feverish and weak state you were in was still a cause for concern. How could she be sure that you wouldn’t die in some random game?

“Hey, sweetheart,” she greeted, a soft smile on her lips as she approached your side of the bed. “How’re you feeling?”

You coughed in response, opening your eyes to send her a tired smile. Mira couldn’t stop herself from noticing how sick you looked, from your clammy skin to your bloodshot eyes and runny nose. It pained her to see you in such a state.

“M’fine,” you muttered, moving to sit up against the pillows as you noticed the bowl of soup in her hands. “Is that chicken soup?”

“Your favorite,” Mira answered as she set the steaming bowl on the bedside table before helping you recline comfortably against your pillows.

“Too bad I can’t taste it,” you said with a weak chuckle as you leaned back, eyes closing and shoulders sagging like that simple movement was a herculean task.

“You still need to eat.”

Mira grabbed the bowl again, blowing a little on it before bringing a spoonful of soup to your waiting mouth. You swallowed the warm broth, wincing as it hurt your sore throat. For a few minutes, you just enjoyed each other’s presence as you ate, your hand on Mira’s thigh as she fed you until the bowl was empty.

“You know, I-” you murmured, followed by a cough that shook your whole body. Mira brushed your back until you stopped, handing you a glass of water that you swallowed like you hadn’t had a drink in months. Then you looked her in the eyes, sighing as you started again, “It’s at times like this that I miss home.”

Mira tried to ignore the pain that those words caused her. You had stayed in the Borderlands for her, and she was well aware of that. But when you said those words, in circumstances like this… that’s when she wished she could change things.

“Being with you is enough, but… I miss our apartment. I miss cooking for you, and I miss our plants, and I miss our cat and our routine and I just…” you were rambling now. Mira said nothing, just listening as you went on and on down memory lane. Then you paused, whispering “…I miss our life together as it was,” before falling asleep.

“I miss it too,” Mira whispered as she combed your sweaty hair out of your forehead before pressing a kiss against your hot skin. “I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

[hknightdai]

REQUEST - Queen's Consort - Alice in Borderland

Mira Kano x Male Reader

Tags: Noncon, Vaginal, Creampie

Request: mira kano. reader and her in toxic relationship where they on and off but she want it to end to she ask for break up reader don't like it so reader force his dick and seed inside her.

XXX

You are notorious. At least your and Mira's fights are. You with your constant yelling, and Mira with her wide-eyed gaslighting.

You argue so much that it became a habit to break up, which is why you aren't surprised about the current conversation.

"It's over," Mira says, not even looking at you.

"Okay," You say dismissively.

But she stops you with a quick, "No Y/n, we're done."

Turning, you glare down at her, "What?"

"We're over." She gets up from her seat.

Pointing at the card wall, she continues, "The games are almost over and you're no longer fun."

As she walks past you, you grab her arm.

"Where are you going?" You grit your teeth.

"I have more important things to do than to entertain you."

"We." You're practically fuming. "We haven't discussed this. You didn't discuss this with me."

Despite your growling, Mira isn't fazed, too used to it. She simply stares at you. As if you're beneath her.

Your anger wells up, almost to a blinding point. Before it can explode, however, you notice Mira's eyes widen and she makes an all-too-familiar face.

Yanking her aside, you throw her onto the table and wrap a hand around her throat.

"You think you can just fucking leave!? Then you have the gall to try that shit with me, again!"

Your grip tightens around her throat, but Mira simply stares at you. Completely unfazed. You're growling so much, it's surprising you aren't foaming at the mouth.

With only a hand to fumble about, your pants are shoved aside, just enough for your hardened cock to flop onto Mira's clothed body. She doesn't fight you, hell, you're pretty sure her eyebrow quirks, as if to say, "Well?"

Bunching her dress up, you take a moment to appreciate her lace panties.

“They always suited you, Mira,” You say with mock softness.

She rolls her eyes, but they are blown wide when you tear her panties off. Throwing them aside, you crudely spit on her, aiming for her cunt, but landing just above. Mira struggles against your hold in anger, but you tighten your hold. Your other hand rubs your spit against her skin, just to get a disgusted reaction from her, before rubbing it into her entrance.

Spitting some more, you tenderly rub her throat, staring into her eyes, “Did you really think you got to end our relationship, Mira?”

She grits her teeth and you slam into her. Mira lets out a small puff of air and you pull back, just to slam back into her. Her snug cunt feels like it’s shaped just for you, and it practically is, from all the times you two fucked.

Grabbing her leg, you raise it high as if to help reach deeper into her, but you can feel it tense beneath your touch.

“You never were that flexible.” You chuckle.

You hold it there as Mira’s breaths quicken. The rise and fall of her breasts, catch your eyes.

Letting her leg drop, you reach out and yank on her top. You lift her up a bit before forcing her against the table with the hand on her throat. With a loud rip, her bouncing breasts are on display, for you.

You don’t touch them, you just want her to feel naked and exposed.

Fucking into her, the table shakes from your aggression. Wrapping both hands around her throat, Mira’s red in the face as you stare into her eyes.

She reaches for you, but she only grabs onto your arms, her grip weak.

Growling in her face, spittle flies onto her skin, but she barely reacts. She tightens around you and her juices spraying on your cock make you even more feral. With table-shaking slams, you fill Mira’s cunt with your seed.

Bent over, you catch your breath. Looking at Mira; her makeup ruined by her tears, and you slowly let go. She immediately gasps.

“Are you.” She collects herself. “Are you down?”

Even after all that, she immediately goes to being calm and collected.

Mira lifts her ruined top and lifts a brow at you. You huff and grab her throat again.

Bringing her closer, “Remember Bitch, you’re mine. You don’t get to leave.”

Mira makes a sound. Whether it was meant to be dismissive or not, doesn’t matter to you. She doesn’t try to leave again. That’s what matters.

[mursetica]

And you can’t prove me for shit otherwise

[brokenloverr24]

(Y/N): *screams and jumps off* “Aguni help!”

Legit my fav part

Alice In Borderland

(Y/N) in Borderland

Getting Wasted With The Executives

(Y/N): “Unhand me devil spawn! I refuse to join your legion of darkness!”

Niragi: “I didn’t even touch you, idiot!”

(Y/N): “Your aura did!”

Niragi: “The fuck is that suppose to mean?!”

(Y/N): *stands on the table* That you need to be exercised back to where you came from!”

Mira: “Oh my… How much did they drink?”

An: “Chishisya here dared them to drink ten shots.”

Chishiya: *smirks* “I didn’t do anything, they came to the conclusion to prove me wrong themselves.”

Niragi: “Do you want to die?!”

(Y/N): *points at Niragi* “Bring it! I got the power of God and Kuina on my side!”

Kuina: *snorts*

Hatter: *laughing his ass off*

Niragi: “That’s it!” *lunges at the table*

(Y/N): *screams and jumps off* “Aguni help!”

Aguni: *sighs and stands up*

Samura: *watches the entire fight unfold*

Kuzuryu: “We’re never letting them get drunk again. This is chaos.”

Mahiru: *chuckles* “Agreed.”

[eletricheart]

I absolutely love your writing ❤️‍🩹 and since aib3 is going to come out, my Mira obsession also surfaced. I need some Mira angst, or like hurt/comfort pls 😭 ily

Mastermind

(Mira Kano x Reader)

*image creds to owner

Word count: 862

Hii, hope u like it sorry for the delay😔🫶 i tried my best to do a hurt/comfort, for me its not angsty enough if someone survives but since u wanted the comfort i couldnt go on a killing spree😭😭😭

ps: not proofread pls lmk any mistakes

ps2: taylor swift song at the end

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First move

You and Mira met during a Hearts game, being placed as partners was enough to spark a conversation before the start but not to form an alliance, at least not yet.

You would always find each other during a game, sometimes you were with your friend (who Mira hated), but mostly alone. You found the meetings fun, and even though it saddened you to leave after it you kept hoping she would find you again the next time.

Mira, on the other hand, was intrigued by you since your first encounter. A world such as the one you were in was quite difficult to maintain contact, but not impossible.

She planned every move, she knew which game you would be, who you would be with. She calculated every step, she needed to see you but most of all she needed you to want her. Nothing was coincidental.

Second move

Mira saved your life.

A spades game was always an issue to you, but you always survived.

Maybe you made too much noise or triggered a trap. A mistake that could've cost your life, if Mira hadn't shown up and killed the adversary.

She didn't understand you.

You acted happy to see her but never asked her to stay, you constantly stayed close, helped, even took risks. Maybe you needed a push.

It wasn't hard to lure the player in your direction, it was also incredibly easy to swoop in and "save" you.

And how grateful you were, enough to finally ask her to stay.

Third move

Your friend was a nuisance, Mira could tell they didn't like her, in fact it was impressive how you didn't notice. You were never alone, they would find an excuse to pull you away or simply join the moment.

Mira knew they were important to you…but…pain is only temporary, and she would happily be there for you.

Your friend was suspicious of Mira wanting to join their game, but relented after your insistence that she was just trying to help.

How tragic their death was.

Fool's move

You were standing in front of your camp, rain falling down your body, completely soaking your clothes.

You had run into an acquaintance, who was kind enough to not only offer their condolences but explain how it happened. You were feeling angry, confused, sad, betrayed. You wanted to scream, fight, run, cry.

Instead, you stood in the rain.

After a while Mira noticed you outside, she could tell something had happened and how deep your frown became when you saw her.

You took a breath, flexing your hands to calm the nerves. "I had an interesting conversation today."

Mira eyed you carefully but smiled nonetheless. "Why don't you tell me inside, you could get a cold with this rain."

You shook your head, swallowing the tears threatening to fall. "Why did you do it?"

She tilted her head, slowly making her way to you. "Do what?"

You flexed your hands again, taking a step back. "You killed them."

She stopped walking and held her hands in front of her body. "You have to be more specific."

You let out a humorless laugh. "My friend! The one who has been with me ever since I was a child! The one that I encouraged to trust you! How could you do this!" Your breaths were coming quicker, the air barely reached your lungs, you could feel yourself crying.

Mira knew she messed up, she knew who might've seen and regretted not killing them too, but she couldn't tell you that. So, she faked sadness and tried to be gentle towards you. "They weren't good enough for you. Look at how much better things are, how many games we're winning together."

You clenched your hands, using every strength in your body to not break down. "Fuck you, Mira."

As you turned around to leave she held your hand to pull back. "Are you serious? I was helping you. You can't leave."

You could see the slight fear in her eyes. A few days, even hours ago you would've relented, but not this time. "I hope I don't ever see you again."

Checkmate

The aftermath of the face cards was chaos, there were bodies on the street, some people were celebrating others were crying.

That's how you found each other again, she was as poised as ever while you were covered in soot.

You slowly made your way towards her, offering a hesitant smile to which he returned.

You fiddled with your hands before speaking. "Hi."

Mira let out a breath. "Hi."

You looked around before staring back at her. "So…you accepted whatever offer that was huh."

She nodded, smiling. "So did you."

You bit your lip and chuckled. "We're probably crazy."

She laughed and bumped you. "I prefer the term ambitious."

You both laughed, still a bit awkward.

You flexed your hands and momentarily looked at the floor. "So…I have these friends…do you want to meet them?"

Mira's eyes sparkled with the request. "Yes, of course."

You nodded and held her hand to lead towards your new group. "Don't kill them this time."

She held your hand tighter. "No promises."

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requests are open: masterlist

[ophanum]

' DO I WANNA KNOW ? — Alice in Borderland

ft. Yandere! Suguru Niragi, Shuntaro Chishiya, Morizono Aguni, Takeru Danma, Mira Kano, Rizuna An, Hikari Kuina, Ryohei Arisu x Male! reader

Synopsis: Alice in Borderland cast if they were yandere. All except for Usagi because she's an angel in my eyes.

tags & tw/cw: Yandere, smut, porn without plot, AIB-typical violence, bondage, kidnapping, manipulation.

notes: This is inspired by my work in progress in wattpad called King, you should go check it out here.

❝Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow and I play it on repeat until I fall asleep.❞ -- Do I wanna know? by Arctic Monkeys.

NIRAGI

Niragi will be a bit of the type of person (yandere) to be clingy all the time, which is always ten feet away from you, either stalking or trying to impress you by belittling you. Yep, bullying you s/o so they think your cool, nice going Niragi. But you don't conform, just stare at him with an undersmirk that keeps him weak and falter for some reason. But under all that, he just really want to eat your validations when it happens. It makes him into a pathetic fool and he kinda of hates it, but because of you he'll do anything. Blood on his hands if anything. Praise kink. Sucks at your dick and let his own dangle out and untouched and red because he doesn't want to be a bad boy. And he'd have that puppy eyes, wanting your approval.

CHISHIYA

Chishiya is the type of person to be flirty around you, dropping his smirks and mysterious glances at you like a fox. Because of the situation where you are in with blood gore and suffering in borderlands, he hates it when you suddenly leave the conversation (albeit uncomfortable) and leave him there to overthink where he did wrong in the conversation. He will keep you close though, not wandering too far from his radar. He would tie you up to the bed. Stare you down with those cat-slit eyes fileld with those deep knowledge but right now, just right now, everything is reserved just for you. You smirked under the cloth tied around your mouth. He would kiss you passionately, taking it off, but when you suddenly bite the corner of his neck, his eyes shoot up, whimpering as he does so. He gasp and stared at you like you offended him, surprised that you did that. He backed to your legs. "You're such a tease." He whispered. Looking down at you at the same time rubbing his clothes dick. It didn't take long for him to fully undress his bottom part and expose all of it to you as he whimpered, moaned, and growled until he comes. Always stare dazing-ly at you, like he can't seem to think when you are in his line of sight. Shower thoughts.

AGUNI

Aguni was firstly impressed how you survived the whole thing. Seeing you in one game and thought you were going to die in a day but you didn't. He wanted to recruit you in the military, but before that, he wants to test you first. Hatter was the first one to see how he was the one who keeps smiling at you and tries to create bad situations a bit loose so he could swoop in and make himself known to your peripheral, even for just one glance, when usually he would be in control of the situation far more earlier until it becomes a bad one. All he wants you to do is watch him as he undress himself and do it to amuse you. When you compliment his muscles he would flex it without shame. Wear clothes that would reveal it more. Kiss you under a tree at night while forehead touching, his eyes gazing into you, but even so, He would masturbate behind you while you sleep. He would like vanilla sex but at the same time he is a dom that love you with all his heart.

HATTER

He would be the type of person to keep you to himself wherever he goes. Not flaunting you in public, but he would always be five feet away from you. He would flirt with you nonstop but when it comes when you're the one flirting, he would be flustered and on his knees. He can share you, but if there would be someone who would cross the line, anything above sexual, he would immediately be furious and fuck you senseless. Keeping you in line. Call him daddy and shit. Licking his fingers while mentioning eye contact his mouth wide open as he feels a twitch on his pants. A moan leaving his lips and eyes hooded. Aguni would be trying to calm him down whenever there's someone touching his man. Hatter would be crossed armed while glaring blankly at a wall, while Aguni is beside him standing with his hands on his pockets, talking to hatter out of the thought of murdering he person who touched you wrongly. Oh, and he's hesitant for you to go to dangerous places. But now that you got the hardest challenges, it make him turn on and keep you to himself even more. Another night of pleasure and praise, ruffle his hair and let you suck his dick. He would always be turned on whenever you lick your fingers.

ANN

She would absolutely love to tie you up against the bed and take you for herself. A lot of teasing and banter at first, but when she started smiling around you and protecting you from harm in games, then the other could think it was already obvious. What was interesting is, she may be a tsundere. But there will be moments where she will be the one to tease you, and sometimes it's not really teasing, she would just be enjoying herself on top of you. Grinding her ass on you and sometimes masturbates when you aren't around. If the yandere goes too hard, she will be very VERY desperate and will and ultimately-- wear bunny clothes to seduce you. Probably smell your underwear and masturbate to that. She loves to enjoy herself when you're not looking, undress herself while you sleep and enjoy herself.

MIRA

she will try to seduce you at first, rub her hands on your clothed dick and winks. But now where the yandere begins. You go to a game and she's there. she protects you, even if it's not obvious, since she's too busy. But when she's covered in blood, she will lick it up from her fingers and shove her fingers onto your mouth. You try and run away and you did. She's fine and just sighed at you with a dreamy look. When you wake up, you'll realise you are in a dungeon, you are tied up to a chair. And Mira will strip herself while lap dancing, and enjoying you. Sucks your dick. She is a sadist, so she'll probably drown you while riding your dick. and if you are a woman, then grinding I guess.

In the kitchen, she would just probably just smear herself with sweet food or honey and masturbate to you, using whatever she can find in the kitchen.

KUINA

work out sex. period. So aggressive with you. A lot of makeout sessions. Will let you suck her off. And she would be on the moon. Yandere her will be just her own self except the intensity of sensitivity she has when you give her affection. She would literally be a dog to you if you ignore her. Naive and so intent to what you're going to do to her.

ARISU

Acts innocent but really is dirty minded. Will hump the pillow and say "Please, not there—!" And you would laugh in the background. and he would do anything to please you, like anything, he would kill, but also he would be fine if you want to kill him. He's literally a doormat that you can step on whenever you'd like.

[quack-quack-snacks]

Kuina Hikari

My Navigation and Masterlist

My Alice In Borderland Masterlist

Addictive Hikari Kuina x Fem!Reader One Shot Word Count: -- Genre: -- Warnings: Talk about addiction, cigarettes Incomplete COMING SOON

Head in the Clouds An Rizuna; Usagi Yuzuha; Kuina Hikari; Mira Kano x Fem!Reader (separate) One Shot Word Count: -- Genre: Smut Warnings: Smut Incomplete COMING SOON

[thinkingofchishiya]

Info about me + masterlist + guide for alice in borderland requests !!!

Hi guys, short intro as to who i am!! i’m 19 and use she/her pronouns. Super friendly don’t be afraid to DM for random chats!! right now my current fixations are alice in borderland and all of us are dead. Im a hugeee horror fan and movie fan in general :)

now the good stuff,

masterlist here ⤵️

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the charecters i’m currently writing for:

•arisu

•karube

•banda

•tatta (my boy needs more love)

•kuina

•chishiya

•canon divergent niragi

•last boss

•more characters may be added + if there’s any AIB charecters you’d like me to write for that aren’t on here please let me know i can try my best!! probably will be able if it’s fluff but i can try smut too, just please no king of spades that man in my no1 ENEMY.

Will write:

•headcannons

•smut

•fluff

•can write specific random readers ( for example iv written for both teacher!reader and kpopidol!reader x chishiya)

“Rules” + other info

(tbh there’s not many on this page😭)

•18+ if your requesting smut please :)

•no male!reader x kuina

•no charecter x charecter unless it’s a threesome

•will write the harder stuff like yandre if requested but no underage or incest please (basic big no-nos)

•will not write specific appearance requests like body type,hair colours etc as that way my writing can apply to a bigger audience, also mainly writing with use of Y/N (not any names or oc’s !!)

•will write slightly ooc if requested :)

Requests id love:

•Bimbo!reader

•sub! niragi (probably preborderlands but i could also cook something up for dom!reader x niragi at the beach)

•sub!tatta or just tatta requests in general

•PLEASE REQUEST BANDA PLEASEEEE😭🙏

•bestfriend! arisu and/or bestfriend! karube stuff

•bestfriends sister reader x charecter (for example arisu x karubes sister! reader)

Don’t be shy!! :) Dms and inbox are both now open to take requests, i also don’t mind at all if you want to request more than one thing because iv got a lot of free time and one big aib hyperfixation - so pls don’t hesitate to flood my inbox lol

if you do have more than one idea for requests just make sure you send them as more than one inbox for each request that way it’s easier for me to post them for you guys

[hauntedsideofthemoon]

BROKEN HEART OF GOLD - chapter 4; i know that i'm trying

AO3 link

pairing: chishiya x gn!reader

format: gender-neutral original character/self-insert, they/them pronouns are used when necessary, no use of y/n or "___", feel free to picture the character however you wish!

tags: canon-typical violence, slow burn, ocs as side characters, mentions/depictions of mental health issues

word count: 2683

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Frozen in silence, I slowly raised both of my hands. The gun felt cold on the back of my head, with how strong that person had been pressing it.

'What do you want with Aguni?' A very deep, low voice spoke from behind me.

'Sorry, I don’t know who Aguni is.' My voice came out shaky.

'Just now you were staring at Aguni’s car. Don’t try to fool me.'

I took a deep breath before I began talking again, 'I’m sorry, I really don’t know who that is. I wasn’t observing anyone in particular, I just got curious when I heard a car engine since I hadn’t seen or heard any cars for days now…'

The man didn’t say anything, but I could feel his creepy gaze on me. He aggressively opened the zipper on my backpack and rummaged inside. Reaching for the smaller pocket at the front, I'm pretty sure he had snatched out the seven of diamonds card I had in there.

Soon, he put away the gun. I was about to turn my face to look at him, when a bag was placed over my head and, for a millisecond, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck.

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My body was shaking again, but not as in fear or anxiety; Wherever I was, it felt like being inside a roller coaster without a safety belt. Also, it smelled really bad, but it was too dark to see anything.

Memories slowly came back to me, I realized the darkness was due to a black bag being over my head, and soon I felt a strong pain coming from the back of my neck.

I had been kidnapped.

When the car abruptly stopped, I was launched forward and bumped my face on the seat in front of me. 'OW!' I raised my hand to touch my forehead, groaning in pain.

'What the fuck? How is this person awake already?'

The man who had a gun to my head said in a surprised tone, scaring me. 'I guess you didn’t hit them hard enough.' Another masculine voice replied, mocking the kidnapper. 'Take them to Mira.'

I heard the car door opening and someone dragged me out violently, throwing me over their shoulder like I was a sack of potatoes. I was carried around for a while and placed on top of a couch when someone removed the bag from my head.

Blinking fast, trying to get used to the strong yellow lights, I looked around trying to make out where I was; a small room with fancy decorations, a small table with a tea set in front of me, and another couch across from it.

When the door opened, a beautiful woman with long, silky black hair came inside, greeting me with a smile on her face.

'Good evening. It must have been a turbulent ride for you. I apologize for the rough ways our militants work.' 

Her voice gave me the absolute chills. She sounded very calm and polite, yet had a very assertive tone that made me feel so vulnerable next to her, even though she didn’t look threatening.

'My name is Kano Mira, but you may call me Mira. You have been brought to the Beach, our shelter, our utopia.' The smile on her face waned a bit, 'I am sorry that I cannot tell you anything else yet. Our Number One is responsible for introducing the Beach to newcomers, though unfortunately, he is not available right now. You will be assigned a room to stay in for the night, and he will meet up with you in the morning.' She raised her hand, signaling something to the man behind me. 'Kiriu Genki will escort you. I hope you have a good night of sleep, and we will see each other tomorrow.'

She finished her sentence with another smile, and this man, Kiriu Genki, grabbed my arm, yanking me outside. After a quite long walk, we stopped in front of a room where the door stood slightly open, the key stuck in the keyhole with super glue.

The man who had been silent this whole time spoke up, 'There are militants patrolling the entrance every night. Do not try to escape, unless you want to die.' And, with that, he finally left. I closed the door shut, all I could do since the lock was ruined, and studied the room I would stay in.

The place didn't look bad at all. Pretty small, but the bed looked comfortable, and there was a bathroom in the corner. A big window took up almost an entire wall, and I could see some people outside, walking around in swimwear.

Also, the sky was pitch black. I didn't know how long I had been blacked out for, and with no way to check the hours, I should go to bed already, since people would be back for me in the morning. I felt uneasy at the fact that I couldn't lock the door, knowing there must be more armed people walking outside. Still, I had no choice but to try to sleep.

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Jolting awake, scared by the loud banging on the door, Kiriu’s voice came from outside: ‘Oi, get up already! Number One wants to have a word with you!’

Quickly putting on my shoes and brushing my hair with my fingers, I walked outside to see that Kiriu had already left. I ran to catch up to him as he led me inside a huge room, mostly empty except for two chairs, a table to the side, and a few people – all wearing swimwear – leaning over the walls with serious looks on their faces.

As I sat down on one of the chairs, a few other people started to come inside: that woman with long, black hair from yesterday, a man wearing glasses and a dark blue button-up, a woman in sunglasses and jeans shorts, and that guy with the white hoodie from my last game.

The first three moved to stand in a line in front of me, while I was still observing the white-hoodie man leaning over a wall in the corner as he gave me a little wave.

‘Good morning! I hope you had a good rest.’ Bringing my attention back to those in front of me, Mira greeted me with a smile.

‘I believe Mira already told you our methods seem rough, but you were caught stalking one of our cars with two Beach members inside. We want to hear your motives.’ The man in glasses said, his professional tone not matching his floral blue shorts and sandals.

I cleaned my throat before I explained, ‘I already told Kiriu this before, but I wasn’t stalking anyone. I was just curious that I had spotted a car since I hadn’t seen one in days.’

‘We make use of old cars that do not rely on electricity to work, after all the power was cut off in the entire city of Tokyo,’ The woman in sunglasses replied to me, ‘there aren't many of those left, but we secured all the ones we could find. They belong to the Beach now.'

As soon as she finished talking, the doors opened with a loud sound and another man came in, wearing a long coat and orange shorts, as well as sunglasses.

‘So, you’re the newcomer that was brought in last night. You can call me Hatter. Welcome to the Beach!’ He leaned over my chair, his face so close to mine I could see his eyes through the sunglasses, ‘We have the answers to all questions you may have.’

‘Answers? You mean you know the truth behind those… games?’ I asked with curiosity, my voice probably going higher than intended. Hatter stared into my eyes for a few seconds and, with a big smile on his face, he looked up snapping his fingers.

Two men walked over to a big wooden wall and dragged it open, revealing another wall with all the cards from a normal playing deck painted on, most of them sprayed over with an X – the exceptions being a few numbered cards, as well as all the aces and face cards. Hatter walked over to that wall, spreading his arms and saying “This is the answer, the truth! The only way to end this nightmare we have been put in!”

He turned his face back to me, explaining everything about this “truth” he glorified so much: The members of the Beach were tasked with collecting all of the playing cards from the games that happened in Tokyo, and a full deck of cards would allow a single person to be able to return to the original world. Games happened every night all over the city, and duplicate cards were also being collected, to form another full deck and allow one more person to leave, following the ranking system set at the Beach.

‘People raise in ranks by how helpful they have been to the Beach. The more games you play the more cards you can bring to us, and your rank will go up. Even better if you get high-difficulty cards, just like this one.’ Hatter walked closer to me, holding the seven of diamonds card I picked up during my first game. ‘It seems you’ve only managed to collect one card, but a seven difficulty is pretty impressive.’

‘So… you're going to force me to play more games for you?’ I hated the idea. Being forced into more games sounds worse than joining them by accident. ‘What if I refuse to?’

Hatter chuckled. ‘Oh, no, you can’t leave now that you’re here. You are now part of our organization. But no need to worry, you won’t be playing games every single night. Though I heard you did pretty good in last night’s game, is that right, Chishiya?’ Hatter directed his attention to the white-hoodie man at the corner.

‘I would say they were a bit more impressive than I expected,’ Chishiya started talking and moved closer to where Hatter was sitting, a smirk forming on his face, ‘I honestly expected them to die really fast. They were playing all alone, but still trying hard to be useful to others and help complete the game’s objective. They even managed to avoid dying by the tagger holding a machine gun. It was an interesting turn of events.’ He was looking at me in amusement with every word he said. Even if he was ‘complimenting’ me, it still felt like he was looking down on me condescendingly.

‘I like the sound of what I’m hearing! I’m sure you will be of much help to the Beach, then. But I must say, there are a few rules you need to follow during your stay,’ Hatter paced around as he explained the rules: First, always wear swimsuits at the Beach. Second, all the playing cards belonged to them. And third… He stopped walking, and looked at me with a very serious expression, ‘Death to the traitors.’ His words made me shiver.

Soon, he was smiling again, like he hadn’t just threatened my life: ‘Other than that, you’re free to do anything you want here! Have all the fun you wish and enjoy your life!’ With that, he left the room, taking my seven of diamonds card with him.

Other people in the room also began to leave, and as I got up from my chair, the woman in sunglasses came over to talk to me, ‘I noticed you have injured your hip, and how much the blood has spread over your clothes. If you would follow me down to the medical room, I can help you with that. My name is Ann Rizuna.’ She had a kind smile on her face. I nodded and followed her outside as she guided me to the medical room.

I was anxious to ask about a few more things, but I didn’t know if I should, or if she would even answer me.

‘You seem very lost in your thoughts right now. You want to ask me some questions, don’t you?’ The sudden voice startled me a bit, as Ann was looking back to my face, grinning. ‘Can she read people’s minds?’

‘Yeah, I do but… I’m not even sure what to ask. If anything, Hatter’s explanation only made me more confused about everything.’ Ann chuckled at my comment but didn't say anything.

Inside the medical room, I sat on the metal balcony at the center, lifting my shirt just enough to expose where the bullet had grazed. ‘Excuse me.’ She leaned over, examining my wound. ‘It looks a little infected, and you will need stitches.’

Ann cleaned around the cut, the pain stinging with every touch. After patting it dry she began stitching it closed. She finished it by placing a simple dressing over the stitches with tape, ‘to prevent anything from scratching it or pulling them open.' and she allowed me to leave.

Back to the main corridors, I saw Chishiya waving at me, with a woman in a dark blue swimsuit standing beside him. I curiously walked over to them, receiving a smirk from Chishiya and a warm smile from the woman. Pressing a quit-smoking aid between her teeth, she greeted me:

'Hi, I'm Kuina, nice to meet you! Chishiya told me you're the newbie and I wanted to come over and say hi!'

She looked so friendly and kind it outshined the man beside her, hands tucked inside his pockets, observing me with an analyzing gaze. I reciprocated Kuina's smile and introduced myself to them.

'I wanted to guide you to your new room by myself, but Kuina really wanted to tag along. Also, I'm here to give you this.' Chishiya took something from his pocket and placed it in my hands – a locker wristband numbered 320.

Picking it up and wearing it on my wrist, I gave him a wary look. This man didn’t look very trustworthy, he could start mocking me again for no reason at any moment. Still, why did he want to be the one to welcome me?

'Come on! We'll show you your new room, and then I can take you for a walk around the Beach!' Kuina excitedly grabbed my arm and began leading me to the second floor, her pace quite fast like she didn't want to waste time.

They brought me over to room 209. Giving two knocks on the door, Chishiya told me to memorize this number so I wouldn't get lost and accidentally enter other people's rooms. There it is. That mocking tone again.

Inside my new room, it looked very similar to the previous one, with just some more pillows on the bed and more furniture around. Searching through the dresser, I already expected it to only have swimsuits, but these looked pretty uncomfortable; Kuina laughed when I grimaced at the clothes.

Inside the bathroom, I quickly washed myself, carefully avoiding the wound dressing. Aside from some bruises on my arms and legs, I had dirt and dried blood almost everywhere. Putting on a simple swim shirt and floral beach shorts, I probably looked like an old man traveling to Hawaii, just without the small hat and sunglasses. Unfortunately, these were the least awkward clothes inside that dresser.

'Done?' Kuina offered her hand to me, almost yanking me outside. I looked around searching for Chishiya, but he was nowhere to be seen. Kuina giggled while looking at me.

‘Oh, he does that all the time, disappearing without notice and then suddenly showing up out of nowhere. It feels like he’s a ghost sometimes, but I’m used to it, so you shouldn’t worry. I'll take you to my favorite places at the Beach first! We'll be able to have some fun together since Chishiya never accepts any of my invitations.'

Chishiya… Could these two be close? Friends, even? With that arrogant exterior, he didn't look like the type to have friends, even less someone outgoing like Kuina.

I also felt like I would be seeing him quite often from now on.