#Niragi reader

[bts-story]

LOVE IS CHAOS

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Chapter two - Seven of diamonds

"Do you think there are other people who could participate in this game?" 

"I don't know," Niragi replied in a jaded tone, "but we can go look." 

The building across the street was an office tower of an old telephone company, you could recognize their logo plastered against the first floor bay windows. Looking around, there was no one around, no one for hours, but an uncertain look crossed your four eyes as you finally made your way inside the building. 

The vast entrance was empty except for two tables in the center of the room. One of them, the one on the left, had exactly two cell phones carefully placed on it. While on the right table, there were some kind of mechanical necklaces that looked nothing like the ones Niragi usually liked to see around your neck. Also, another sign in the middle of these two tables said 'One per person.

"What the hell is this shit again?" Niragi swore, and today it seemed he had decided to swear three times more than usual. Even though you had to admit that you were thinking the exact same thing as him at that very moment. 

Taking a phone in your hand, it instantly turned on. 

Facial recognition in progress. [Y/N] [Y/L/N].  Welcome.

Niragi walked over and took another phone in his hands. 

Facial recognition in progress.  Niragi Suguru.  Welcome. 

It was only at that moment that you thought of looking at your own phone. Forgotten in the back of your pocket, the screen cracked from a previous fall, it wouldn't turn on. Which was strange because you hadn't used it all afternoon, and you were sure it was almost fully charged when you decided to go out for a cold drink with Niragi in the early afternoon. 

"I'm out of battery," you said the obvious and Niragi shrugged, as he noticed another sign, a few meters away: The game will take place on the roof of the building, with an arrow pointing to the elevators. It was strange, now that you noticed it, this building seemed to be the only place with electricity in the whole city. 

Taking the necklaces in your hands, you silently asked permission to put the necklace around your neck. With a shrug, Niragi took his and the mechanism closed silently around his throat. It was an odd sensation to see him with a collar like that and you decided that it was not a sight you really liked. It looked grotesque and out of place whereas the leather one you had at home would have made it absolutely irresistible to you.

With great caution, and after a few minutes of debate, you headed to the roof of the building, collars around your necks and silent in the elevator. Before you reached the very top though, and as the little floor numbers lit up with each level change, Niragi frowned and muttered something that sounded like "I have a bad feeling about this, babygirl." He didn't sound nervous or worried, but you could only silently agree as the pit of your stomach seemed to curl up on itself. 

"Fuck that, as long as we're together, right?" 

Niragi smirked, and you hoped it was enough to ease his fears if only yours could calm down too. "Ride or die 'till the end of the line, baby, you know it. But... until we figure out this shit, just act like we don't know each other, 'kay? They can't use that against us if they don't know shit about us." 

His voice was deep and authoritative, but totally different from when he wanted to play with your body and make you his sex slave. He didn't sound worried or curious, but suspicious and intrigued by the situation. Niragi didn't trust anyone, and the way things had gone so far made him believe that whatever was going to happen, it didn't bode well. 

You wondered who they were, but before you could ask the question that was suddenly on your mind, the elevator doors opened with a loud ding. It didn't take much to hold back that gasp of surprise when six other people were already waiting on the rooftop terrace, chilled by a windy breeze that blew across the buildings. 

The rooftop was large and spacious, there was a pool that took up a good portion of the terrace and the few ice crystals you could see in it suggested that it was frozen. It was strange because it was the middle of August. Lanterns illuminated the place with blue, red, green and yellow lights, which made the atmosphere almost festive. 

When you came, the foreign faces turned to you, staring up and down at your two figures. 

Registration closed.  The game will now begin. 

The other people exchanged glances, there were exactly three girls and three boys who completed an equal total in gender division out of eight players, including Niragi and yourself. 

Two girls were clinging to each other with frightened looks and shaking hands. A man in his forties with an unattractive physique and a suit that was too big on his shoulders avoided meeting anyone's eyes while a young woman at his side waddled around with a false air of boredom that only betrayed how scared she looked.

No one spoke, it was as if the first to speak would be executed in a second. 

Game: Truth or dare.  Difficulty: Seven of diamonds. 

If the atmosphere was tense before, it was nothing compared to what was happening now.

You weren't often afraid when Niragi was by your side. He had this menacing aura and his insults always at the edge of his lips, ready to punch the first one who dared to stand in your way. He was killing spiders, cockroaches, and any other critter that came his way. He always had that superior, arrogant look on his face that annoyed and diminished anyone who tried to talk to him a little too long. 

And over time, you had learned to stand up for yourself just as much. Snarky comments and well-placed middle fingers made you perhaps a little more bitter every day. Nothing justified these actions except the eternal boredom of human stupidity that had a way of raising your hair. 

But then, with all those frightened looks around you, it didn't help the questions that were always running around in your head. What could they possibly be afraid of? Or of whom? 

We will now be explaining the rules.  Each player is going to be asked to choose between a truth or a dare.  Each player has the obligation to complete one dare and answer one truth.  It is Game Clear if the player gets through the rounds without its collar firing.  It is Game Over if the player fails a round.  You must be as precise as you can be to increase your chances of a win.  You can not help another player.  Good luck. 

Collar firing? For real? You couldn't imagine such a thing happening, or else the collar would light up or go off to justify an elimination. Either way, you could only think of one thing: who was crazy enough to kidnap you and make you play games? 

Time limit: 1 minute per round.  Game start.  Round 1. 

"Natsuki Toki, truth or dare?" A feminine and somewhat robotic voice belched from nearby and you could see neither speakers nor television. 

The man in question seemed surprised at her name and stammering, he finally said, "Uh... I choose... I choose truth." 

The voice continued, "You have chosen truth. Please answer the following truth: who was Napoleon Bonaparte?" 

A sudden silence fell over the place and the man, incredulous, looked for answers in the eyes of the other players. Niragi, on the other hand, was watching attentively, listening patiently in order to understand as best he could what was going on. On your side, a few meters away from him so as not to let on that you were together, you were staring at each player, trying to find a meaning to all this gibberish. 

"But... but... this isn't a Truth or Dare question. You have to ask me a question about me. That's it, right?" The man asked for validation from the other players with his insistent look, but they all ignored him and none made the effort to help him. 

"45 seconds remaining."

"This is anti-gaming!" The man was clearly panicking, and the insistent look he kept giving to whoever he saw in front of him testified to the state of distress he was in. It wasn't part of the game to help him, and even if you could have, you wouldn't have. You needed to know more about the game, and what would happen if a player lost. 

Niragi had the same idea as you. He stood there with his back against the wall, away from the light and his eyes directly on the panicking man. 

"30 seconds remaining." 

"Okay... uh... Napoleon Bonaparte... so, he was a man of war, I think... uh... a Frenchman! And an emperor, right?" It wasn't a bad answer, but the voice had made it clear that as much detail as possible was needed to have any hope of winning the round. The man was still a long way from that. 

"15 seconds remaining." 

"Damn... uh... He lived between the 18th and 19th century and he... He revolutionized France because he created the Bank of France. Yes! That's right! He created the Legion of Honor too!" The man seemed to be searching the depths of his memory, as if his life depended on this very question. He stammered and stumbled over his words, but the glimmer of hope on his face was just as fascinating as the answer he had just given. You wouldn't have been able to answer that question, you had to face the truth. 

Then the female voice continued, "The time is up. The answer is," the man had drops beading on his forehead, and his heavy breath could be heard from a distance. And all of the players, including you, were eagerly awaiting the final result. "Successful." 

A wave of relief swept over the man, who let a nervous laugh come from the back of his throat. If these were indeed general knowledge questions to be answered, you knew you wouldn't have a better chance than anyone else. You were smart in an academic way, but anything related to history or math would be your downfall. 

"Mei Minari, truth or dare?" The voice began again, and the woman called startled at the sound of her name. She stepped forward to the middle of the roof, her jaw tense and her hands clenched into tight fists. 

"Dare." She threw out strongly with all the confidence she had in her. 

"You have chosen dare. Please execute the following dare: break your own hand." 

The young woman's eyes widened and she wobbled slowly on her high stilettos before looking around. Perhaps she was asking for help, or maybe, because of that determined look in the back of her irises, she was actually looking for a way to really break her hand. 

She walked over to a man, tall and strong in posture, and in a threatening tone, she called out, "You, there. Break my wrist." 

The man, who did not look at all convenient, and with eyes filled with boredom, replied after a few seconds, "Players can't help each other, remember?" 

With an expletive on the tip of her lips, the young woman then turned to scan the room as the voice dictated, "30 seconds remaining." 

She rushed to the door on the roof that seemed to lead to the stairs and jamming her hand in the gap, she took a heavy breath before slamming the door against her wrist. Immediately, a cry of pain escaped her as the other players didn't even dare look at her.

In all this, you didn't understand this devotion and in his place, you would have preferred to lose rather than break your hand like this. Or maybe there was a real danger behind all this drama, and the way Niragi's body was stretched on the other side of the terrace was more evidence of that. He didn't say a word, but unconsciously he had taken a step forward as if he was about to protect you from any threat that might approach you. 

The woman kept tapping, slamming, forcing the door against his wrist until 5 seconds remained on his allotted time. "The time is up. The mission is," the voice paused, as if to build suspense, "successful." 

With her hand bloodied and her wrist broken into a thousand pieces, the woman giggled loudly before collapsing against the floor. She had the nerve, that was a fact. Survival instinct probably. 

"Satokimi Tanaka, truth or dare?" 

This time, it was a middle schooler who stepped into the middle of the room. Hesitantly, he answered, "Dare." 

"You have chosen dare. Please execute the following dare: mortally wound the player of your choice." 

As some people began to stammer, others gaped, and at that very moment, a bright square lit up in the back wall, right next to the college student. Inside, illuminated by lights, a gun. The young man was quick to grab it with his trembling hands before someone else did it for him. From then on, he pointed his gun at the crowd in front of him. 

"What the hell are you doing?" The big-bodied man spat, his eyes frowning and looking incredulous. 

At the sound of his voice, the college kid pointed his gun at him. "I... I don't want to kill anyone!" He cried loudly as his voice shook like a dead leaf. 

"Then put the gun down, damn it!" Someone else threw, and it was then that you realized the magnitude of the situation. 

There was no way of knowing what you had ended up there for, but whatever it was, it was a matter of survival. Today was the day you were going to play the death game, and it was a pretty strange feeling if you took into consideration that your survival would not depend on you alone. 

"30 seconds remaining." 

"Shoot her," someone else pointed at the young woman with the bloody hand, still slumped against the wall and her hand hidden in her suit jacket in order to stop the hemorrhage. "She won't survive anyway." 

It was unlikely to die from a broken hand, but it was entirely possible to die from blood loss. If this woman didn't get care soon, she would lose her life, indeed. And you could go and help her, you didn't lack the desire to do so, but Niragi's imposing stature prevented you from doing anything. And you weren't stupid enough either to jump into the lion's den so quickly. You had to preserve yourself, preserve you. And if you were in danger, Niragi was too.

 "I'm fine, thanks for asking," the woman replied in a deep voice, as if it took a lot of effort for her to make even a single sound. "Why me, huh? You do it." 

"20 seconds remaining." 

"We're all healthy, why should it be any of us?" Another voice was heard. 

"Yeah, shoot her over there, she won't even be able to play the rest of the game in this condition!" Yet another voice. 

It was beginning to become a deafening din. The voices were intermingling, arguing and finding as many reasons as possible to defend themselves. But you didn't say anything, you just stood there, watching the whole show. Niragi's lips were pursed, he was frozen on the spot, as if a single movement of his would be enough to draw the attention of the shooter to one of you. 

"10 seconds remaining." 

"Come on, shoot someone, kid, or you'll die..." It was surprising to hear Niragi's voice suddenly, and the sound of his voice dominated all others. The young man turned his gun towards him and instantly your body froze, too afraid to move. 

"What if I shoot you, uh?" 

"Don't even think about it." Niragi was getting more and more threatening and you had no idea what he was playing at. You knew he would never put your life in danger if he could avoid it so drawing attention to himself like that was an extremely dangerous game. "I think the majority chose. Shoot her." 

With a jerk of his head to his right, he pointed at the woman with the broken handle. The college student turned back to her, and as the mechanical voice gave a final countdown, he whispered, "I'm sorry, ma'am, it's either you or me," before emptying his magazine at the young woman. 

The deafening sound of gunfire pierced the entire room, and the woman's body lay crumpled to the floor in a pool of blood. "The time is up. The mission is," a pause, "successful." Tears streamed down the college boy's cheeks, his hands shaking as he remained frozen in the firing position. He couldn't move, shocked by his own actions, as the voice continued, "[Y/N] [Y/L/N], truth or dare?" 

Damn it. It was your turn. 

Niragi turned around at the announcement of your name, and it was as if he understood the importance of the situation too. You didn't even have time to react to the shock of what had just happened in front of your eyes that you were already forced to follow the next part of the scenario. "Uh..." you hesitated. 

The choice was a difficult one. You wondered if each action or truth was recorded in sequence, or if each action and truth was written specifically for each player. The first option might save you from a bastard chance, while in the second scenario, it would be nearly impossible for you to survive what this whole game was. 

"Truth."

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A quick note, I wrote the story with a name for the oc because I feel very weird writing 'Y/N' and it does help with nicknames and stuff. When it comes, you can just ignore it (there's not a lot lot, I promise)

[flaredcfan]

I just realised this, after re-watching Alice in Borderland for like the 723828372 time.

"I wonder if there's a doctor here" Then the camera pans to Chishiya, with a freaking close up.

Yeah. There was a doctor there actually. I feel so stupid not noticing this earlier 😔

[life-is-more-than-just-a-game]

♠️ AiB males in Mingle-Game with you ♠️

A/N: I thought about this kind of headcanons while I was trying to fall asleep. 😬

The game is part of the second season from Squid Game, so if you haven't seen it yet but want to watch it- This writing may contain slight spoilers! 😶‍🌫️

Characters: Aguni, Arisu, Chishiya, Karube, Niragi

POV: gn!neutral

Warnings: Squid Game related; may contain Spoilers for season 2!

A g u n i

That man really hates playing games with you together. He isn't showing, but he is afraid of losing you in one of those games especially when it comes to the thought of losing you 'cause he is not able to protect you ...

He has the will of a leader and he may be pretty strong, physically and psychologically, but not knowing which game you'll join together almost kills him ever and ever again.

That's why Aguni always tries his best to convince you to play different games but this time he lost the discussion.

Thanks god it's not heart game the two of you joined, but clubs.

Bro, that man breathes a sigh of relief, you wouldn't believe it.

No chances he will leave your side, he stands by you and follows you everywhere you go, no matter what.

And he is watching you the. whole. damn. time.

Standing on the circling plate, he will touch you with his elbow when you start moving your body because of the playing song.

"Don't forget, it's all or nothing. Stay focused and stop dancing, you need to concentrate."

... He is finding it pretty cute actually but who is he to confess?

Ah, the plate stops moving and the song stops playing. A voice tells the number of people each group needs before running in one of the rooms you need to hide to win this game.

Good for you, nearly everybody knows Aguni.

And nearly everybody is fine with whoever wants to build a group with them, I mean everyone is just trying to survive ...

"A group of 3 people?" "Can't be this hard to find one more- no time to lose!"

Be prepared, he will carry you over his shoulder without hesitation ... He just grabs you and flicks you over ...

"Wow, alright, calm down Aguni, I have legs myself, you know?!" "Daily dose of training."

A r i s u

Same as Aguni, Arisu wouldn't step away from your side, leaving you alone in the crowd of people you may or may not know by even their names.

He's a cutie pie. While standing on the moving plate, he would stand by you as near as possible, just to make sure he isn't losing you.

Plus he wants to make sure you know he will always be there for you and no matter what happens, he isn't going anywhere without you.

He lost the most meaningful people in his life already. It broke him. Losing you- it's hard to say if he would make it another time.

Still, different from Aguni , he wouldn't mind moving with you to the song a little.

Actually it would be pretty fun to him, dancing to the rhythm with you.

For a second he would forget why you guys are even here ...

Lord have mercy, he loves you for that.

If he is able to, he would even sing along, sadly korean doesn't belong to his strength ...

Freestyle!

"Love, did you even know what the children are singing about?" "Actually no, but this song is both a curse and a blessing."

People will look at you as if you are a couple that is losing their minds- how can you have fun with the knowing this could be your last minute on earth?

Seriously, how?

"Oh, the song ends ..." "And we aren't moving anymore ..." "2!", the unknown voice tells the players.

Arisu grabs your wrist, not thinking about it twice, and drags you behind him, towards the door closest to you.

"Oi, don't be so rough on me!" "Sorry, gamer reflexes!"

C h i s h i y a

The strategist of this game.

Nobody would find a sample in this game as fast as he does.

Play with him the first and second round, and he will be able to guess the number of group members for every following turn.

"They will do everything to kill as many people as possible." "You don't say." "It's important to know. Based on that, the numbers are chosen." "Are you really trying to find a ... system behind this game?" "I'm not trying, I already found it. Just stand near me and everything will be okay."

Remembering the last games you played with him, you know he is right.

At first it was hard for you to trust him. He was always a mysterious person to you- calm, smart, ambitious. That makes him ... kind of a dangerous person.

But since you started "dating" him, it gets easier for you letting him take control in games you play both together.

"Promise you bring us out here alive ...?" "Not a big fan of promises, but this ... this is easy to handle."

He takes your hand you held out to him when you asked him that question. But not just to give you his word- he interlaces his fingers with yours instead, pulling you a little closer to him and making sure you stand by him.

Your face gets red like a tomato ...

"You know, you make the games a little more important to me, Y/N." "Huh? What do you mean?" "Your life matters more to me than my own life- so I'm willing to protect you. Even though it's just with my high level of intelligence." "... Well, who are you and what have you done to Chishiya?", you laugh while he is just giggling a little.

K a r u b e

Fun is important to him, he doesn't want to think about dying the whole time.

So he doesn't want YOU to think of dying the whole time, too.

I guess Karube could be the one dancing with like crazy to the song. Not just moving his body back and forth.

More like Thanos and Nam-gyu did in the series ... I was laughing so hard when I saw them dancing on the plate. 😭

Back to topic; he just wants you to feel comfortable and, above all, safe around him.

He loves having you close to him. As long as you are with him, he is sure that he can do anything.

He is also willing to achieve everything he has set himself as a goal.

Accordingly, if he has made it his goal to leave the game with you ...

... then he WILL leave this game WITH you!

Means, without ifs and buts, he stays with you. From start to finish.

We know how impulsive Karube can be.

Anyone who stands in the way of him and his plans will never be happy again.

For example, the player who tried to push in front of him when you two were running in a room together.

Then he is simply grabbing the clothes and pulls the foreign person out of the room again- with force and full physical strength.

If the stranger is lucky, he gets away with a broken nose.

If not, he will die- Karube has no mercy for people blocking his way.

"Well, you know, it's not necessary always punching people in the face when they are just panicking and fighting for their lives, Babe ..." "I know, but I was panicking, too. And I want to live. And I want you to live, too, y/n. I want a future with you, not with a-" “Unknown human being!", you say, stopping him from uttering an insult. "You are too good for this world, love."

N i r a g i

Bro's kinda rough to everyone, not just you. We all know what a beast he can be, so when it comes to finding group members, he will use every method that comes to his mind to make people join both of you.

Niragi isn't good with words. He would provoke the other players or manipulate them making sure you and himself can leave this game alive.

Yeah ... he has a soft spot for you.

Can you imagine him having a heart!? 😭

Anyways, his life isn't as important as yours, for him at least.

That's doesn't mean he wants to die in here!

You are just his priority, so when the voice is telling a number and other players don't want him to join their group, he would do ANYTHING that you are able to join a group.

Yep, he would grab people by their collar.

And he would punch and kick them if necessary.

... His firearm could also be used.

"Listen here, you litte fuck. You will make sure that you team up with her and you will make sure that you end up properly in one of these ugly rooms, that she gets out of here alive. Otherwise-" Niragi points his gun at the unknown player, ignoring your "No, stop! Put that down, are you crazy?!"

Damn, he would kill everyone in here to make sure you will survive, it's insane ...

Funny to say, his method is working very well ...

[poisonedprose]

hip holding > waist holding two gentle hands placed on your hips, fingertips digging ever so slightly into the fat that they could squish for hours if you'd let them. your hips are their favorite part of your body, littering them with bruises and love bites at any given moment. on their knees, looking up at you, two hands firmly griping each hip, placing a soft kiss to the bone with a smile.

leon kennedy, john price, ellie williams, arisu ryohei, jill valentine, carlos oliveira, kyle garrick, könig

waist holding > hip holding their hands fit perfectly in the curve of your waist, almost like your waist was made for them to grab and use to their advantage. they pull you close by your waist, fingers showing no signs of letting go any time soon. using their strength to manhandle you in any way they possibly could, squeezing your waist to show you who's boss with a look that's sure to kill.

joel miller, simon riley, ada wong, niragi suguru, chishiya shuntaro, john mctavish, albert wesker, last boss

[realisticjupiter]

HEYHIHIHEYHELLLO <33333

Ahem-well. How would Chishiya and Niragi (optional) react to a reader who's really quiet in bed? Like no moans, very shy and doesn't want him to hear them. Thinking that they're embarrassing.

Feel free to reject if it's too much

-𓆉anon77

HEADCANONS: CHISHIYA & NIRAGI

summary: chishiya & niragi's reaction to quiet in bed fem!reader.

a/n: people hating dori for playing niragi just means he's a great actor. thank you for requesting again<3

CHISHIYA he wouldn't really mind you being quiet. In fact he most prefers it. As long as you show your enjoyment in other ways; like your body language and facial expressions he wouldn't even think twice.

He'd definitely overhear others on the beach about the subject. Maybe a guy bragging about how loud his girl is in bed.

At first he thought it was different for everyone, but he quickly put the two and two together when he could recall the moments you'd stop yourself from even making the slightest noise.

And when he asks you about it, as nonchalant as he is, he still assures you that it shouldn't be embarrassing.

Then he'd start listing off the female anatomy, and the psychological reasonings behind every noise.

NIRAGI was confused at first. You not making much noise definitely bruised his ego, making him think he wasn't good enough for you.

Every time you'd try again you'd notice how he'd try different things. Going faster, harder, and switching between different methods of dirty talk just to get a noise out of you.

He'd definitely urge you to make noise, to tell him just how much you like it. You'd definitely try, but you wouldn't help how embarrassed it made you feel.

He finally has enough and eventually gives up. Giving this entire speech of how 'he just must not be good enough for you'.

You assure him and finally explain why you aren't as loud, causing him to feel like a bigger idiot than he always had been.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

[dreamwavesexploringreality]

Unfinished business (pt 1):

Chishiya x Reader

Requested: Chishiya and the reader, who are in a relationship, face a game together where her toxic ex-boyfriend appears

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"Ready?" Chishiya asked as he strode into Y/N's room without bothering to knock.

The girl was staring at her reflection in the mirror, trying to tie her hair into a high ponytail that would keep it out of her way during a game where her life might be on the line.

"Almost," she replied, struggling to tame a few rebellious strands that refused to cooperate.

With a sigh of feigned annoyance, Chishiya stepped forward, his hands moving through her hair with practiced ease to help smooth it back.

"Thanks," she smiled, turning to plant a soft kiss on his lips, which he returned without hesitation.

If anyone had ever told Chishiya he would be this affectionate with someone, he wouldn't have believed it. Yet, somehow, through time and relentless effort, Y/N had managed to break down the high walls he'd built around himself, walls he once thought impenetrable, keeping him distant from anything resembling human emotion.

"Shall we?" she asked, extending her hand toward him. He took it, intertwining his fingers with hers.

The pair walked out the door, their steps immediately met by the raucous noise of the crowd in the main hall, ready to face another night of death and pain with false optimism and several liters of alcohol in their systems.

They descended the stairs in silence, and Y/N felt the faint pressure of Chishiya's hand giving hers a gentle squeeze before releasing it. It was a familiar routine; whenever they entered a crowded space, he would always let go. Everyone at The Beach already knew they were together—it wasn't a secret, nor did they try to hide it. Still, Chishiya found comfort in masking his emotions in public, and Y/N didn’t mind. It was enough for her to know that, at the end of the day, he was still hers.

With a quick nod of his head, Chishiya gestured for her to pick up her group number for that night's game.

Approaching the table, she took a folded slip of paper from Niragi, who handed it over with a gaze heavy with desire. Y/N avoided his look as quickly as she could. She heard his laughter, a sound that reminded her of a hyena, and at the same moment felt a hand rest lightly on her lower back. Turning, she exhaled in relief to find Chishiya standing there.

Without a word, Chishiya extended his free hand, and Niragi handed him his slip in a silent exchange, their gazes locking in an unspoken challenge.

The couple moved through the crowd, Chishiya's hand lingering on her lower back, almost imperceptible to anyone who wasn’t paying close attention. With subtle movements, he guided her toward the farthest wall of the room, where they unfolded their respective slips of paper.

"We're together tonight," he noted after glancing at the numbers.

Y/N nodded, though a wave of unease churned in her stomach. She looked at him, doubt flickering in her eyes. His face remained calm and stoic, his gaze fixed ahead on the Hatter, who had begun his usual speech. Chishiya was impossible to read when he chose to be neutral. Was he pleased they were paired tonight? Was he afraid? Or did he simply not care? Y/N brushed the doubts aside, knowing they wouldn’t do her any good, and tried to focus on the Hatter. She didn’t notice the fleeting glance Chishiya cast her way, nor the moment his mask slipped, revealing his grim realization that tonight, he might have to watch her die.

When the speech ended, Y/N felt his hand on her back again, urging her to move. Together, they walked outside, where the cars were already waiting to take the players to their destination. She noticed Chishiya's touch grow slightly more intimate as it shifted to her waist, giving her a gentle squeeze before letting go entirely.

The two entered the car alongside three other players, plunging into the night with their minds weighed down by worries and a bitter foreboding in their throats.

When they arrived at the venue and stepped through the counting laser, they found themselves in a small, nearly empty room. Apart from the five players from The Beach, there were three other men, their faces pale and filled with terror. "Newbies," Y/N thought with a pang of sympathy.

“The game will begin in one minute,” the robotic voice announced.

Y/N leaned against a wall beside Chishiya but kept some distance, a rule he reminded her of almost daily. In front of strangers, especially in a game where emotions could be weaponized, distance was crucial. He always softened his tone when explaining this, his fingers brushing against her cheek as his steely words melted into an apology. He would end his reminder with a gentle kiss, a silent plea for understanding.

Recalling the taste of his lips, Y/N slid down the wall, sitting on the floor with a sigh. She glanced at her phone: thirty seconds until the game started.

Suddenly, the laser beeped again. A new player entered. From her spot on the floor, Y/N looked up, her body reacting before her mind. Her heart raced, blood surging through her veins like fire as her eyes locked with the newcomer. One thought consumed her as those cold eyes bore into hers: Kai.

The phone chimed, announcing the game’s rules.

Swallowing hard, Y/N forced herself to focus on the screen, her trembling hands clutching the device. She tried to stand, but her legs refused to obey, as though cursed to stay still. She hated it—hated feeling so small, so exposed in front of that man. A flood of unwelcome memories swept over her, dragging her back into a pit of insecurity and helplessness she had worked so hard to bury. Only Kai, with his tall frame and piercing brown hair, could ignite that fire, a blaze threatening to consume her from within.

Suddenly, a hand gripped her arm, pulling her to her feet and making her stumble slightly. She looked up, relief washing over her when she saw Chishiya. He held her gaze briefly before leading her after the others into a dimly lit room.

“Three of Hearts,” he said, his tone calm yet firm. “Logic puzzles in glass cubicles via a console. We can share clues or sabotage others by sending codes to their consoles. Ten points to escape. The cubicles explode in forty minutes.”

Y/N swallowed, her mind racing to absorb the information. She’d been so caught up in her emotions that she hadn’t paid attention to the game's explanation. The room illuminated, revealing individual cubicles arranged in a circle with a large console in the center.

She glanced at Chishiya, who was already looking at her, his expression demanding an explanation once the game was over. Nodding slightly, she stepped into one of the glass cubicles as Chishiya entered the one beside hers. The door creaked shut behind her, and she exhaled all the air she hadn’t realized she was holding.

Raising her eyes, she saw him—Kai. He had positioned himself, likely deliberately, directly across from her. His dark, piercing gaze burned into hers, sending a shiver down her spine. She quickly looked away, turning her head toward Chishiya, but his attention was elsewhere. Chishiya’s sharp eyes were locked on Kai, observing him with quiet intensity.

Chishiya didn’t know who this man was or what his intentions might be, but he had a sinking feeling that the game wouldn’t end well.

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Hi hi! 🥰

Sooo, while I was writting the story, I decided to split the idea into two parts!

The concept is just so interesting, and taking a bit more time allows for deeper exploration… Total drama vibes! 😏

Hopefully, the person who made this request is okay with this decision😅…it’s all about doing justice to such a cool idea!

Feedback or thoughts are always welcome because it’s exciting to see how it all comes together. Can’t wait to share and hope it turns out amazing! 🌟

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hi! I really loved your niragi and chishiya works! I can't wait to see more of redemption! I really enjoy seeing how people write characters like these two and how they interpret them, and so far, I've enjoyed how you wrote them!

Redemption ♡ Suguru Niragi ♡ Part Two

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Suguru Niragi x Fem!Reader ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Part One: Here

Author's Note: UNEDITED! Shoutout to those who asked for another part. I love you guyssss. Also, Y/N's profession/life before the Borderlands is mentioned. Feel free to change it! Sorry for the super long chapter. I know it's pretty messy. I'll work on editing and cleaning up soon. I had four midterms this week, because my professors hate me. Again, I don't own any characters/images!

Genre: BIG ANGST. Maybe a word or two of fluff

Summary: As it becomes obvious that Niragi has a soft spot for Y/N, he is forced to prove where his loyalties lie.

Word Count: 5397

Warnings: Sexual themes, language, OOC Niragi, derogatory language referencing the reader, mentions of substance use, fear, blood, injury, death, cliffhanger

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"You seem different." A gruff voice teased, nudging Niragi's arm. "You're all smitten over that one girl, aren't you? Is the pussy that good? Maybe I'll have to try her out myself." Niragi flinched, growling at the fellow militant. The room filled with laughter. "She's got a pretty pair of eyes I'd love to see rolling back."

"I'm not different," He huffed, loading his gun. "and I'm not smitten. Get outta here with that lovey dovey bullshit." It had been four days since your last game with Niragi, and the members of the Beach would have to be blind not to have noticed the change in his demeanor.

Every day since that game, Niragi would wake up bright and early to have a silent breakfast with you. You didn't speak much, as you were usually very groggy in the morning. Instead, he would enjoy your sleepy presence. He had grown fond of your messy hair and the way you covered your face when you yawned. He enjoyed seeing the way your eyes drooped even while you shoveled food into your mouth. He loved to look at you; The raw you.

"Nahhh man. You've obviously got a soft spot for the chick." Chimed another militant. "You used to go 'round killing people and shit. Yelling and fucking bitches, getting high all the time. You were fun. Now you're having breakfast with the boring one."

Why were you referred to the boring one? That's difficult to say. Maybe because you spent so much time with Kuina and Chishiya, who mostly seemed to be on the sidelines at parties. Maybe because of your calm nature. Maybe because you were a decent diamonds player. Either way, nobody had envisioned Niragi falling for a 'boring' girl. He was always spotted dragging rowdy women back to his room, notorious for his partner of the night being loud enough to shake the entire floor.

"I do not have a soft spot." Niragi seethed, slamming his gun against the wall and making a loud bang. Everyone jumped, but then continued to laugh at Niragi's frustration. He didn't know why it irritated him so much to be accused of having a soft spot for you. Normally, he couldn't care less about what others thought.

"Then prove it." Chuckled one of the guys. "Your visa is about to expire, ain't it? Hers too, right? Why don't you kill her?" In the normal world, death would be extreme. The mere suggestion of killing another person would send the room into a silent shock. However, in the Borderlands, killing people meant nothing. The militants, especially Niragi, would kill people all the time.

Death to traitors, death to enemies in games, death to anyone who got in the way. It's safe to say that Niragi was probably the most trigger happy of the whole group. Then why? Why did the idea make him feel so nauseous? Even in the last game, you'd injured your led. Watching the blood run down your body as you limped through the game felt like torture to him.

"I'm not gonna kill a the girl just because you tell me to, asshat." Niragi replies, trying to summon up everything he has in order to seem calm. Really, he's panicked inside. He may not be religious, but he prays to any deity that will listen; He prays that the other militants will drop the subject.

"No, think about it." The guy shining his gun in the corner inserts himself into the conversation. "We are the power; We are the order here at the Beach. Right? We gotta stick together. We can't have you getting distracted over a pretty bitch."

"Man, maybe that's a little extreme. She seems like a fine girl, so why not let the man have his fun with her?" Relief washes over Niragi as someone advocates for him. For you. You deserve an advocate in your defense. Why was he so hesitant to be that?

"If the people of the Beach see Niragi going all soft, they're gonna think the rest of us are soft too. This place runs on fear and respect. If people don't fear us anymore, it creates chaos. Do you want chaos? Huh?" The man shining his gun continues to explain, slowly winning over the agreement of the others.

"Bro you must be drunk or something." The advocate rolls his eyes, standing up to leave the room. Before he can get to the door, a loud shot fires and echoes through the little room. There is no more laughter, only absolute silence. The advocate, your advocate, was dead. Shot, clean through the back of the head.

"Dude what the fuck-" Someone pipes up, but the man who shot him only rolls his eyes, unphased by the death. Maybe nobody in the room is very phased by death itself, only at the man's extreme reaction to someone's disagreement.

"This is what we're about guys. C'mon. Fuck! We're the militants. Even saying our names brings fear into people here. Lives are meaningless in this place. His life meant nothing to anyone. Can a single person in here tell me his name?" Crickets. Silence. Niragi debates shooting this lunatic, but every pair of eyes in the room suddenly land on him. "So, Niragi, is it gonna be us or your bitch of the week?"

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"What were you, before you came here?" You ask, suddenly breaking the silence in your morning ritual. You were more alert today, knowing that at the end of the night, you could be dead. Your visa expires today. "Were you in the military?"

"No." Niragi replies coldly, poking at an egg on his plate. You continue to watch him as he toys with his food, still waiting for a longer answer. His eyes meet yours before he groans and sits back in his chair. "Game engineer. Why in the world would you think I was in the military?"

"Oh, it's just the way you swing that gun around. You always seem so confident." You giggle and flash him a smile. "Who would've thought there a brain somewhere in that hard head of yours?" His eyes flash with irritation for a moment at your joke.

"Watch yourself. I could still shoot you." He grumbles. You know he's joking. You are truly convinced that behind that hard exterior, Niragi is a sweetheart. You could see it in the little things he did. In the way he would look for you to waddle down the stairs every morning, in the way he glanced at you while you were with Kuina, in the way he always happened to be around your hallway at the end of the night to make sure you got back safe. His excuse was that he just seems to be patrolling the area around that time. "What did you do?"

"I was studying pediatrics." You take a sip of your drink, remembering your life before the Borderlands. You were always the perfect student. You were praised for your talents and intelligence, following the expectations that were always weighing in your life. You enjoyed your field, of course. You wanted to help children and make the word a safer place. However, the academic burnout had been really catching up to you. In a way, you were grateful to be taken to the Borderlands when you were. As horrific as all the death was, at least you had some peace during the visa days.

"That girl will be a doctor, or a lawyer someday. Maybe even an engineer." You recall the endless praise you received from teachers and loved ones. It was always the expectation that everything came naturally to you. "I'll be sure to push her in the right direction. She has too much potential to let it all go to waste."

"Cute." Niragi comments, taking a sip of his coffee. "Suits you." Your cheeks flush at the compliment, and you can't help but let a filly grin grow on your face. Niragi rolls his eyes, smirking and shaking his head. "Don't get used to it. You're still a dork."

"Y/N!" You hear your name being hollered, and quickly turn your head to see who it was, despite already recognizing the voice. It's so early, the sun has barely risen. Most people aren't up at such a time, leaving a sweet privacy between you and Niragi. However, this was interrupted by a very concerned looking Kuina. She had never seen you and Niragi actually talking before.

"Kuina! You're up unusually early. What's up?" You say joyfully, as if you weren't caught having a meal with the one person Kuina had been warning you about since you first arrived at the Beach. She eyes Niragi skeptically before he got the message, throwing his hands up and scoffing as he pushed his chair back and left the table. "Hey, why'd you give him such a dirty look?"

"What are you thinking?!" She whisper-yells, as a certain pierced male is still in earshot. "What are you doing down here with Niragi? You know nobody else is down here, right? He could do something to you!" You chuckle, thinking the idea absurd that Niragi would every do anything to hurt you.

"He's not really as bad as everyone says he is. We were just having breakfast. We do every morning." You explain, continuing to ramble on about your pleasant breakfasts. Kuina bites her lip. Of course, she cares about you and your wellbeing, but she also worries about what she will tell Chishiya.

Chishiya had a plan to steal the cards and use you as a decoy. Although Kuina wasn't entirely comfortable with this, she didn't have much of a choice. Now seeing how close with Niragi you were becoming; She debated if it would be much of a good idea to recruit you for the plan at all. Maybe, it would make you even better for the plan. Maybe upon being caught, Niragi would take it easier on you.

"Kuina? Are you okay?" You stand, taking her hands in yours, rubbing your thumbs over them gently. She blinks a few times, returning to the present moment before nodding. "I'm sorry I've worried you. I know you had concerns about him, but I'm a grown woman. I think I can judge him for myself, and I am super sure he would never do anything to me."

"How sure can you really be about anyone in a place like this?" Kuina sighs at your unrelenting trust in the good of humanity. If there was any good in this place, it's you. "Just be careful, okay? How sure is your super sure?"

"I am one-billion percent sure. I trust him." You nod, hugging her. You've been so grateful for what life in the Borderlands has brough you: A break from the pressure of your old life, Kuina, Chishiya, and Niragi. You trusted these people, your friends, with all your sweet, naive heart.

Little did you know, every single one of them had already been plotting against you.

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"Wow! Two games in a row we get paired together! How lucky is that?" You exclaim, holding up your little piece of paper right beside Niragi's. It wasn't luck. It was rigged to be that way. You were meant to die in a game tonight.

"Uh huh. Luck." Niragi grimaces. You're terrified of what may come, but being in the same game as Niragi brings you a little comfort. After he had so nobly helped you in the last game, you had every bit of confidence that this one would be no different. "Just don't be a nuisance."

"Hey! I never am." You whine, making your way towards the car you're meant to take. Niragi watches you walk, the way your arms sway beside you. No matter what it is you're doing, he finds it alluring, and he begins to hate it.

He had come to the revelation that his fellow militants were right. There was just something about you that made him feel weak. It brought him back to the days when he was ruthlessly bullied and tormented, doing nothing to stop it. Would you be his downfall, and is he doing nothing to stop it? He growls, shaking the thoughts from his mind and following you to the car.

As usual, it was you in the back with two other people. Except this time, they were not lip locked lovers. They were strangers, sitting on either side with you in the middle. The young man beside you couldn't have been any older than fifteen, twiddling his thumbs nervously and staring out the window. You remember how afraid you were during your first game and wondered if this was his first game too.

Finally, after a drive that felt like hours, you arrive at a large building. It's not a tower, like your last game was. It's a gym with two floors, filled with various types of exercise equipment. Some rooms have ropes and rock walls, there's a pool, and the technology in the gym was generally very impressive.

"Must've cost a fortune to get a membership into this place." Someone comments. You make your way to the table with several phones on the table. It looks like one has already been taken, but you don't see anyone else in the room other than the people you made the journey with.

You take your device, holding steady as it scans your face. Two minutes and one second until registration closes. You look around the room, searching for Niragi. He's already eyeing you, but this time he doesn't look away when you spot him as he usually does. He gives you a look of pity, something you'd never seen from him before.

"Are you scared?" You ask, approaching him and hugging yourself. "No matter what the game is, we can get through it. I trust you, and you can trust me." You were terrified of the idea that there could possibly only be one survivor in this game. If it came down to it, the only chance you had in beating Niragi was in a diamonds game.

You stop your train of thought. Why were you already thinking about how you could beat Niragi? The game hadn't even started, and you were already brainstorming how to betray him if you truly had to. You shove those thoughts out of your mind determined to stay loyal to your friend.

"Scared?" He raises an eyebrow, scoffing. He was scared shitless. Not because of the game, but because of what may happen to you. On the one hand, he hoped you would die in this game. You were proving to cause more internal turmoil than you were worth. The other part hoped you would make it out alive, so you could eat breakfast together tomorrow. "If there's anything to be scared of here, it's me."

You giggle, finding his confidence adorable. If this game ended up being a gym related physical challenge, you had no doubt that he would make it out. You were not so confident. You weren't weak by any means, but you definitely weren't the strongest. You recall how badly you wanted to start regularly going to the gym, but you were always so engrossed in your studies.

A chime echoes through the room as the game instructions begin to recite over the speakers. The missing phone and its owner poke out of a shadowy hallway. It's a woman about your age with beautiful long brown hair.

Game: Workout - Seven of Spades

Rules: There will be three stages in this game, testing endurance, balance, and strength. Once a stage is completed, you may not return to that room. In your final challenge, there will be a key waiting for you. Retrieve your key and use it to unlock your door out of the building. Should you attempt to take another player's key or exit through a door which is not yours, you will be eliminated.

Clear Condition: Retrieve the key in the final challenge and unlock your door.

"Players, please make your way to the first room." The voice over the speakers says before going silent once again. A big arrow sign lights up, pointing to a room near the back of the gym. Everyone hesitantly follows the instructions.

The young man you sat near in the car opens the door first. Inside, there are several large balance beams and signs with each person's face, indicating which one each player should go to. You find your face, noticing the weights laid neatly at your feet.

Below the balance beams, which are hoisted nearly six feet in the air, the floor is littered with broken shards of glass. You shiver, dreading what would happen if you were to fall off your beam. There are instructions near each beam, clarifying that each player must make their way across the room on their beams with their weights, which are assigned based on body mass.

Your clock is ticking, and you'd rather not waste time. While some are arguing about trading weights, you pick yours up. They're decently heavy, you won't lie. You feel the tug in your shoulders. With your weights in hand, you begin to make your way across the balance beam. The height is terrifying, and you make mental note to breathe in and out at a healthy pace.

"Look! She's already going!" Someone says, but you don't dare look back. The beam stretched several meters, but you simply try to take it one foot in front of the other. Somehow, you make it to the other side quickly, dropping the weights onto the ground once you reach your destination.

"It's really easy, guys! Just don't panic. We'll finish this game in no time!" You shout back to the other side of the room. "How is this a seven of spades? That was... simple." You say to yourself as you watch the woman with long brown hair step onto her beam.

She had taken her shoes and sweatshirt off in an attempt to make this easier on herself. You could see the panic on her face as she turned back to look at the rest of the group.

"I- I can't! I'm scared of heights!" She squeals. Though you had never met this woman before, you sympathized with her terror, and you called for her to not look back. She took a step forward on the beam, trembling.

You continued to try and reassure the brown-haired woman while others began to cross their beams too. You advised her to watch her breathing and not focus on looking down, but on what was ahead. She had actually managed to make it halfway across the beam, and pride filled your heart.

Unfortunately, good things never last in the Borderlands. The woman looks down, her knees wobbling as she grows panicked once again. She looks back, realizing she is too far on the beam to turn around. You try to console her, but she is too terrified. Her legs buckle underneath her, and she slips off her beam, the weights falling out of her hands as she crashed six feet down into the ground.

The crunch of glass fills the room and the woman begins screaming, blood pouring out from her body as she tried to escape the sharp shards. Wailing and crying, she attempts to crawl the rest of the way. Her palms and knees are reduced to wounded fleshy matter and her throat grows hoarse from her shrieks. This is when you notice the large bloody fragment protruding from her right eye.

You feel as though you're going to vomit, and you turn around, unable to watch. You hear other people shouting, starting to make it across the room and beckoning for the brown-haired woman to endure a little longer. You feel a hand on your shoulder, but you don't dare check who it is. You are too nauseated by the sounds of cracking glass and howling.

"I- I'm here!" The woman's pained voice shouts. "I made it to the end! I'm here-" Her sentence is cut off and you hear the sound of blood splatter. You feared she would be eliminated for not completed the challenge in the way it was intended. How cruel to make her crawl all the way across the room, only to die. You're about to turn and look at how close the dead woman came, but a voice tells you not to.

"Don't look." You had hoped the hand on your shoulder was Niragi's, but instead, it belonged to the young boy you say near in the car. "It's not pretty. Just move on to the next room." He speaks. You nod, your hand tracing the handle of the door to the next room before shoving it open.

Before you, there were pull-up bars positioned over stepping stools. Again, there were instructions to take your place at one of them. You let out a shaky breath and approached one of them. A timer on the wall was stopped at five minutes.

Nobody spoke. Maybe everyone was still processing the gruesome death which had taken place in the last room. There was no celebrating that we'd all make it out. Only mourning for a stranger. You watched the others climb up their stepping stools, and you did the same, gripping onto the bar above your head tightly. You didn't need to be told what to do. You only need to hold on for five minutes.

The challenge begins, and all the stepping stools get lowered into the ground. Trap doors open up beneath everyone. If someone were to let go, they would fall onto the concrete grown of the basement below. Nobody could survive that fall. The timer ticks down tantalizingly slow. You can already feel the burning in your arms. You need something to pass the time.

"Hey." You turn to the young boy, who had taken his spot next to you. "What's your name?" He smiles, seemingly unphased by the deadhang challenge. Underneath the layers of clothes, maybe he actually had some muscle to him. "How old are you?"

"I'm Shinji." He replies politely. On the bar behind Shinji is Niragi, his eyes shut in concentration. "I turned fifteen over the summer. What's your name, Miss?"

"Y/N, and unfortunately I'm not quite as youthful as you." You joke, earning a light chuckle from Shinji. You adjust your hands, glancing at the timer. Four minutes and twelve seconds remaining. "What's your favorite color?"

"Oh, shut up!" Someone growls. It's the man who had been driving the car on the way to this game. "Nobody wants to hear all your boring chatter. Nobody cares about your favorite color, or your name. Just focus on not dying."

Suddenly, there is a mechanical whirring as your bar begins to rotate, your hands nearly slip, but you continuously adjust your grip. The stranger who had been sitting on the other side of you in the car slips, banging her head on the ground before falling into the darkness below. You nearly let out a scream, but you have to focus on the task at hand.

Your pull up bar was now rotating, and you constantly had to adjust your grip while still enduring the burn of keeping yourself on. Three minutes and thirty-nine seconds left. You only hoped there wouldn't be any more surprises during this challenge. Despite the difficultly you were facing now, at least you weren't injured, like in your last game.

You hear another person slip, the crunch of their bones echoing as they crash into the ground. You bite your lip, drawing blood as you attempt to stay stable on your bar. Two minutes and fifty-six seconds.

You don't dare to try and make any conversation now. You are barely able to stay steady as is. One of your arms slips, earning a popping sound in your other shoulder. You scream as pain surges up your arm. You must have dislocated something. You reach back up, attaching both hands to your bar again. Tears prick your eyes, but you can't afford to let go right now. Your life depends on it.

Two minutes and two seconds. More than half the time is already passed. You feel your palms trembling as you try to hang on. Your left arm is now completely numb from the shoulder down. Suddenly, the bars stop rotating. It's a relief, a moment of rest and bliss. Unfortunately, this moment does not last long before they begin to rotate in the other direction. You hear Shinji groaning in pain, and you look towards his direction again.

"Almost there Shinji. Just hang in there a bit longer." You try to sound confident and comforting, but your voice is cracking. He gives you no reply, sweat dripping down his forehead as he desperately tries to keep up with the rotation.

Fifty-five seconds. Five minutes has never felt so long. You hear no struggle or complaints from Niragi or the driver. It makes you regret focusing so hard on your studies rather than being more well-rounded. Maybe if you had regularly gone to the gym a little more, you wouldn't be having such a hard time now.

Three.

Two.

One.

Finally, it's over, and the trap doors beneath you close. You sigh in relief, dropping down to the ground and tumbling on your knees. Shinji is the first to approach you, eyeing your shoulder with a grimace.

"Miss Y/N, your shoulder really doesn't look too good..." He says, crouching to help you up. "I think it's your shoulder blade. It's kind of... Sticking out?" You try to get a good look at your shoulder, but it feels nearly impossible. Your eyes land on Niragi, who has felt incredibly distant during the whole game.

"Niragi!" You shout to him. He pauses, taking a deep breath and begrudgingly walking up to you. "I think my shoulder blade is dislocated. I need your help." You say, looking up at him expectantly. He stands, observing you for a bit before groaning.

"Fine. Turn your ass around." He grumbles. You turn around, waiting for the searing pain that you're about to experience as Niragi pops your shoulder blade back into place. You shriek, but the pain only lasts a moment before relief washes over you. "You've gotta quit your screaming, you banshee." Niragi teases, turning away and trudging into the next room.

You and Shinji follow close behind, being met with a large stairwell going downwards. It makes you uneasy to be going down, especially considering there is only one more challenge before the end of the game. At the end of the stairs is an already open doorway. Niragi and the driver have already gone through.

The next room is a large rock-climbing facility, except it seems the rocks have already been removed from the ragged walls. Instead, there are several long ropes. At the top of the ropes, there are keys. Finally, this is where you're meant to be.

You approach the rope indicated to be yours. Upon a closer look, you realize that this is not a normal rope at all. It's barbed wire, braided up into a thick long cord. This is going to really hurt, but at least your shoulder is fixed for this portion of the game. So much for having no injuries.

There was yet another timer on the wall. Fifteen minutes. This filled you with dread. You would have to climb up this giant barbed wire rope in only fifteen minutes? You spy Shinji inspecting the rope before pressing his finger against it. It slices right into him, a drop of blood pooling on his pointer.

Before you can say anything, a loud beep sounds, and the timer has begun. You gulp, looking in Niragi's direction. He's already begun climbing, having torn some fabric from his shirt and wrapping it around his hands. You steal the idea, advising Shinji to do the same. You tear off part of your clothes, wrapping it around your hands and starting up the rope.

You can still feel your hands being pricked, but at least the spikes aren't digging into you. Shinji is making some good progress. So are you. Maybe everyone will make it to the end without any more death or injuries. Just then, you hear a yelp from your young friend. You look his way, seeing that the piece of fabric around his left hand had come undone. When he notices you looking, he waves the hand in the air.

"It's fine. I've still got the other one! Keep going!" He shouts. You nod, continuing to hoist yourself up the rope. Your hands tingle from the sensation of light pricks over and over again.

You turn back to check on Shinji. He's fallen farther behind, his left hand bloody from climbing. There are eleven minutes left. He can still catch up, right? You try to focus on your climbing, but Shinji's groans in pain keep tearing you away. You want to help him. You wish you could, but there would've been no way for you to reach him.

Your leg slips and a gash is created in your thigh. You hiss in pain as the warm blood begins to drip down your leg. It's always the same leg that happens to end up bleeding in these games. It takes you a moment to readjust, scratching up your limbs as you try to find your position once again. The fabric wrapped around your right hand gets torn, leaving your palm exposed to the barbed wire.

You continue onwards, trying to distance your mind from all the pain you're feeling. It burns like a million papercuts on your skin. Your movements grow sloppier and the wounds on your body grow until you are littered in lacerations.

You're lightheaded, and when you look down, you realize why. The barbed wire is covered in your blood. Not enough to be fatal, but enough to feel dizzy. You feel like you're underwater, and all sounds around you are muffled. There are somehow only four minutes left. Looking up, you see you only half a little more than a meter to go.

You gather all your strength, pulling yourself up further. You're almost there. You can see your key nearly in front of your face. You look back again, searching for any sign of where Shinji is.

He's still very far down, and your heart drops as you realize he likely won't make it in time. Then, you search for Niragi. He must've already made it up, because he was nowhere to be seen. You curse him for leaving you and Shinji behind. The rules clearly stated you could help one another.

"Keep going Shinji! You're nearly there!" You lie, hoping this will motivate him. You reach up to take more of your rope, inching closer and closer to the top. Suddenly, your other arm gives out and you slip down a few more feet. You screech as the wire cuts your face, thighs, arms, and chest. This is not so bad in comparison to falling to your death, but the agony still leaves your brain foggy.

You're getting to the point where you're losing too much blood. Tears fill your eyes as you force yourself to keep going. This is what it's all about, right? Surviving. Living. You need to live to get back home. To see your loved ones again. You need to finish your studies. You need to make it through this game.

You look up, spying Niragi standing on the ledge over you. You gasp, grateful to see that he stuck around. You reach your hand up, well within range for him to pull you to safety. Exhaustion was beginning to set in, and your body ached.

"Niragi!" You choke out his name, your arm outstretched to him while the other barely clung for dear life. "Pull me up!" Yet, you got no response. You didn't feel the warm touch of another hand grabbing yours. Only the cold air around your bloody palm. There was a pause, a hesitance, from the man you thought you could trust. Your sight blurred with tears of fatigue and heartache.

You watched his fuzzy form turn his back you to, walking away without another word.

[luvlyfandoms]

Chishiya, Banda, Niragi, Arisu's reaction to "fuck me dumb"

Chishiya

• “is that what you really want? hm?” he asks with a sly grin on his face

• “I think you need to beg a little harder than that”

• “alright, you asked for it”

• when he finally gives in…

• holds your arms behind your back at such an angle that you feel like your sockets will dislocate while he’s fucking you

• ignores your cries

• “shhh, you asked for this”

Niragi

• “you don’t have to tell me twice”

• “I knew you’d come around”

• holds a gun to your head if you misbehave

• pins you to the bed and pounds you with your legs over his shoulders, head tossed back and eyes shut in pleasure

• a mixture of moans, groans, and growls escape his lips

• holds you down so you can’t move

• you’re sure you’ll have bruises the next morning

Banda

• it makes him chuckle when you start begging for him to manhandle you

�� will snatch you up by your hair and drag you to your knees in front of him

• “look at me”

• slaps you as hard as he can

• lays you on your side and folds your legs up so he can get as deep as possible while choking you out and dancing his knife around your bare skin

Arisu

• “I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

• “you’re gonna take what I give you”

• sits on the edge of the bed and makes you ride him

• soon he’s got his hand around your throat and he’s thrusting up into you as hard as he possibly can while you cry out and try to hide your face on his shoulder

• he doesn’t let you

• “ah ah ah, you wanted this. so take it”

• pinches your nipples harshly and chuckles at your reaction

[j-jinxee]

𐙚 :: Thinking about Niragi again,,

!! NSFW below the cut !!

₊˚♱ Thinking about the way he'd fuck my face till my throats so bruised I can barely talk. The way he'd pull my hair while shoving my head down until my nose met his pelvis. The way he'd stop just for a second before shooting his seed down my throat, moaning as I swallow every last drop of the hot white fluid.

₊˚♱ Thinking about how he'd swear he just wants to 'help you' in the shower, but it quickly turns into being pinned against the wall as he nails you from behind. Hot steam surrounding you as his fingers find your clit, rubbing the little bud soooo fucking smoothly, contrasting the hard, rough sensations caused by his cock.

₊˚♱ Thinking about how he'd have a thousand different ways to punish you. Ranging from overstimulating you till you cry — to not allowing you to touch him. Some nights, you'd see the sun come up before he was done with you. Other nights, he'd make you get yourself off while he watches, then laugh when you weren't able to. 'Awh baby really needs me? Can't get off without my cock anymore huh? Well, too fucking bad'

₊˚♱ The way he'd give you your own hand gun to protect yourself, even though there's no chance of anyone ever fucking with you. Everyone knows who you're with, as if they'd try anything, but he insists you need it.

₊˚♱ The way he'd come to you after shooting someone. Angry reasoning turns into him crying in your arms from his ptsd, expressing how people just make him so angry until he snaps, even if he doesn't mean to. He doesn't want to face the consequences of things he can't control, so he cries with you, the only person who doesn't make him feel less than.

₊˚♱ Thinking about how unintentionally possessive he gets after those moments. How after you comfort him, he will not let you go. To him its just any other night, but you've picked up on his habits over time. His heart is scared to lose you, so after being vulnerable he'll hold you all night. Not wanting to let you go in fear you'll leave.

₊˚♱ Thinking about how soft he could be with you :( yes he is a sadistic maniac who could kill you at any moment, but he doesn't, and he never would. You're his only place he can be vulnerable, he'd never let anyone else see that.

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Dk how I switched from hella sexual to lowk sad but I jus have so many thoughts abt this man so makes sense 🤧🤧 ALSO the way I wrote the first one in first person but then the rest in second lmfao ignore it. Anyways this was like an organised jjinx thoughts ig? Not rlly headcanons but ykyk, hope u like xx

[lcvved]

Telling The Alice In Borderland Boys, Your Pregnant..

Warnings: None.

Characters: Niragi, Chishiya, Aguni, Arisu and last boss.

Note: Made this just because I was bored. Hope you enjoy. Oh and none of these are my gifs!

Suguru, Niragi…

Would laugh.

Thinks your joking.

Then gets angry when he finally realise you weren’t.

Then thinks you’ve cheated and then shots the room angrily with this gun.

Maybe even threatens/teases you with it.

Makes you cry. Laughs at you. Then leaves.

Don’t expect anything from him.

100/10 would no recommend.

Might come back over to apologise to you.

But I seriously doubt it.

-

Shuntaro, Chishiya…

Already knows.

Like bro knew before you did.

He’s a doctor so he seen/knows the symptoms.

Plus it’s not like there is many condoms out in borderland. It’s all pull out and pray over there.

Very nervous to tell him.

But when you finally gather up all your courage the conversation would look something like this-

“I’m pregnant..”

*Blinks*

*Smirks*

“I know.”

*Walks away*

Motherfucker.

8/10.

Sly cat.

-

Morizono, Aguni…

Probs Cries.

Hella emotional.

Little scared.

I’m getting girl dad vibes.

Wouldn’t care about the gender but deep down would want a girl. 

10/10.

Good dad.

-

Takatora, Samura. AKA Last Boss…

Smile creepily.

Probs licks your check.

Rubs bump.

6/10

A weirdly good dad.

In a very creepy way.

*Bro that kid better come out a fucking Samurai or some shit* 

-

Ryohei, Arisu…

*Faints*

Wakes up like-

“I had the weirdest dream!”

Probs faints again when you told him its in fact not a dream.

Once he stops fainting hella nervous.

Might cry.

The most supportive tho..

Might not be ready but boy knows-

Your body, your choice.

Will try his best to be a dad.

Won’t be to strict tho…

9/10

Sweet boy!

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

Reward - AIB Boys HCS -

Summary: They save you during a game, so you reward them by giving them head 💋

Warnings: NSFW - MDI - +18 - Oral - Dub/Con with Banda -

Includes: Chishiya - Arisu - Banda Sunato - Tatta - Karube - Aguni - Kuzuryu - Niragi -

♤ Chishiya

He is amused till he starts to groan from the misstrations of your tongue around his dick.

Back at the game you would have died but he was there, maybe it was the adrenaline from it or seeing him covered in blood what made you feral for him, having to hold back till both of you got back to his room at the Beach.

Chishiya groans letting his head fall back against the wall, his hands going to your head to guide you. You are so sloppy tonight.

"Easy princess- you gonna make me come if you dont slow down"

He says easy but his body its out of it. His hips already moving using your mouth to reach his orgasm. Its not like you are going to slow down even if he asked. All you want from him right now is his cum into your mouth.

♤ Arisu

Baby boy its going to be a shy mess and tell you "you dont have to-oh fuck" as you cut him off taking him without further preparation.

Arisu was an angel in this hell place. Of curse you would reward him for saving you. It was an extra how sensitive he was when it came to you giving him oral. Your hand caressing his balls and pressing them making him moan and whimper.

He will try to control himself, really. But its too much. Soon he is a mess all over the bed, telling you to please keep going to not stop.

♤ Banda Sunato

Banda had ulterior motives to save you and one of them was this, having you on your knees for him while you suck him off.

He would still be fully clothed, only letting his dick out, hell you two may still be in the game arena.

"Cmon, you did not think you would not have to pay for it, right? I saved you this is the last thing you could do"

Its going to force all of himself down your throath without warning and groan at the feeling. He is the one in control now, using one hand to move your head up and down his dick, urging you do go faster.

"You must be a slut right? And you like this"

Once he cums he will pull your face close to his dick till his cum is coming out of your mouth.

♤ Tatta

Pretty boy is so proud of have saved you. And then you are pushing him on the back of the cars the beach has and getting between his legs. He is confused till he sees how you start to push his summer shorts down.

Is a blushing mess trying to tell you to stop, there is no need- then you start to lick him and he is gone. He groans and tells you how good your tongue feels and how much he had wanted you. Will beg to you to let him finish in your mouth, and tell you he needs to return the favor.

♤ Karube

The one who saved you because he loves you and never wanted something in return but wont denied the head.

In fact, its going to taunt you because of it.

"All i needed to do was save you and then I get you like this for me?"

Like this, being on your knees with only his shirt, so yes he has no shirt at the moment (just got out from the shower and now he is sure he will need a second one). Wont complain, will let you touch his body pulling down his swiming shorts and see you play with his dick till it gets all red and hard. Its going to push your head into it, he cant resist your mouth and its a bit of a dom so he may just use you since you are soo ready to give it to him.

♤ Aguni

He protects. Its his nature for these who he loves. When you two get back at the beach you are pulling him towards the shared suit The Hatter gave both of you. He is confused thinking you may want to shower first but no- he was so wrong-

He is actually a softie and will melt once your mouth is around him, will try to stop you but then will sucumb easily to your touches.

♤ Kuzuryu

This Man is TIRED AS HELL. The moment he moved to save you from your last game was pure reflex (and maybe love). So when he is back at the beach with you following him like a lost puppy he will ask what you want from him.

It ends with him back in his suit with your mouth around his dick and him spread on the bed. Wont try to push you away, he needs to release stress after all. Will tell you what to do, how to properly suck him, how to play with his balls...and when he cums he ends telling you to lay down so he can use your tits as his personal toys for a second round.

♤ Niragi - established relationship

If a group goes to a game with Niragi everybody knows only you would end being protected by him, why? Because he fucking loves you even if no one knows it or gets it.

The one who pulls you after the game to see if you ended hurt only to be suprised when you offer yourself right there. His suprise will soon fade away and turn into lust as he hold your head and groans your name, not caring if the others can hear him.

[bts-story]

LOVE IS CHAOS

masterlist / previous chapters

Chapter three - Seven of diamonds 2

"You have chosen truth. Please answer the following truth: what is the human brain?" 

You couldn't believe your ears. This was medicine, science. What were the chances that you would stumble upon this very question? Searching deep in your memory, you could vividly visualize your book on human anatomy that you had to review for your second year of undergraduate studies. This chapter had made a particular impression on you because despite the countless times you had read the lines, nothing would fit. 

You opened your mouth to answer, but were stopped by Niragi's hand encircling your arm. With a warning in his voice, he whispered in a low voice so that only you could hear him, "You know the answer, don't you? 

Yes. Maybe. Probably. 

You would have liked to say that this chapter had been so hard on you that it was impossible for you to forget. That you knew every sentence, and every letter of those eighteen paragraphs. That you could visualize the diagram and its legend so well that they were anchored inside your eyelids forever. 

Slowly, you nodded, whispering back. "But... it would take hours to explain what the human brain is. What... what exactly do I have to say?" 

"Come up with a fucking answer, now, babygirl," Niragi warned sternly and if you didn't know better, you could almost have sworn he was worried, "or you'll probably die. And we don't want that now, do we?"

"40 seconds remaining." 

Taking a second to get all your thoughts in place, you closed your eyes before opening them again to recite that monologue you knew by heart. "Okay, so the brain, along with the spinal cord, is the central nervous system, capable of integrating information, controlling motor skills, and performing the cognitive functions of the human body. It is made up of two hemispheres, right and left. Each cerebral hemisphere is made up of the frontal lobe, the site of reasoning, language functions, and voluntary motor coordination; the parietal lobe, the seat of awareness of the body and the surrounding space; the occipital lobe, which allows for the integration of messages; the temporal lobe, the center of hearing, memory, and emotions; the limbic lobe, which processes information concerning emotions, affects, and memory; and the insula lobe, which processes pain, smells, and taste." 

"20 seconds remaining." 

You wondered if time should stop when the correct answer was given, or if no matter what, the time limit would go to the final countdown. Niragi was looking at you hard and the other players, if they didn't mind, were speechless at the precision of your words.

"The brain is composed of billions of nerve cells, ' neurons', which form a very precise wired network. The brain also contains the cortex or gray matter: this is the most superficial part of the brain, due to the presence of the cell bodies of the neurons. It also contains the white matter, where the extensions of the neurons, called axons, are located. In the center, the basal ganglia, also called the basal ganglia, are involved in behavioral control and learning." 

"10 seconds remaining." 

"How do you know all this, are you a neurologist or something?" a woman asked, arms crossed over her chest completely unaware of the makeup that had run down her cheeks. 

"Yeah something like that..." There was nothing to comment on, and you had nothing more to say to validate your answer. You were waiting for the countdown that matched perfectly with every beat of your heart. Niragi's hand was still clutching your arm and when the voice rang out once again around that dark and cold terrace, your breath caught in your throat. 

"The time is up. The answer is," a pause, "successful." 

The pressure on your arm eased then, and Niragi finally seemed to breathe. He hadn't so much as noticed that he wasn't breathing until now, and his hand slid down your arm to your hand. When your fingers were intertwined, he gave a slight pressure before letting go of you for good. It was a very small gesture, almost unnoticeable and no one around the room would have noticed. But it was enough for you, enough to understand that he was relieved. 

After all, Niragi was not really the kind of person to show his feelings, yet to show anything that was hugs or kisses in public. Even behind private walls, he only had swear words and insults at the edges of his lips. The years spent by his side were so well trained that for you, everything was normal. It was like that, not otherwise. And you were content with that as long as he kept looking at you, as long as he kept wanting you, and you alone. 

"Niragi Suguru, truth or dare?" 

Niragi was back in his character's body, or maybe he had never really left it. He smiled a petty, wicked smile, like the ones you might see in the movies, and playing with his tongue piercing for a second, he shouted happily, "I choose dare!" 

"You have chosen dare." 

"Yeah, now let me see what you got for me, bitch." He swore low, almost excited at the thought of having to execute a mission as difficult as it was impossible. 

"Please execute the following dare: jump into the water at a temperature of 0 degrees Celsius."

Niragi laughed loudly. He spun around as if to draw attention to himself, as if everyone was not already looking at him. He loved being the center of attention, and this was finally his moment of glory. In any other situation, this could almost have made you laugh, however, you weren't in the mood to celebrate. Even less so for the bullshit Niragi was up to. 

Or maybe he was just trying to catch the last few stares that were glaring at you, trying to figure out not only why you knew so much about science, but also why Niragi had held your arm like that. "Throwing myself in the water, is that all you got?" he denounced as he removed his shoes with a controlled kick. He unbuckled his belt and tugged at the legs of his jeans and as he found himself in his boxers, you could only frown. One of the girls, probably a college girl if you judged by her classic uniform, was having a great time looking at his legs, eager to see him unbutton his shirt. 

Even in a game of life and death, you were amazed that this bitch could find nothing else to do but stare at your guy. "What are you looking at, bitch?" you suddenly shouted as she whispered something in her friend's ear. These two girls were giggling like common college girls and you could feel the blood in your veins heat up. You didn't care whether or not it was important to imply that you and Niragi were a couple, but with what had just happened after your question had already cast doubt. 

Niragi looked over his shoulder as he removed one, two, three buttons and let the black and white fabric fall down his shoulders. He liked to please, it was true. No, he loved it. And seeing your rosy cheeks and furrowed brows like that while other girls stole a glance at his body, made him even more attractive. He had that look on his face as he continued to play with the piercing on his tongue that caused tingles along your fingers. 

He wasn't any more muscular than anyone else, but he had what it took where it took. He was tall and slender, he was robust and vigorous and that eternal bad boy look that never left him was always a hit with the girls. 

The two women suddenly straightened up, like two students scolded by their teacher. Their smiles faded and they completely ignored your remark. 

"30 seconds remaining." 

"Easy now, darling. You know I like it hot and slow." It wasn't true. Well, only half true. Niragi liked it hot, yes, but mostly fast and violent, he liked it hard and strong. But he was putting on a show, he wanted all eyes on him, and stepped onto the edge of the pool, turned his head in your direction, winked at you and dived into the pool. 

You couldn't imagine how cold it must have been. Without even knowing it, you could feel your own fingers freezing, and a shiver ran down your back.

Niragi was crazy to jump into the water like that, without preparing his body. He didn't have much time, but as a doctor, you knew that the risks of immersing a warm body in such cold water could cause hydrocution, a syncope, a kind of vagal malaise caused by a thermal shock. By immersing yourself in cold water without taking the time to prepare your body, your body reacts to this sudden shock by contracting the blood vessels.

This causes an increase in blood pressure, in order to maintain body temperature, which will slow down the heart and decrease the flow of blood to the brain. In other words, the shock can cause a loss of consciousness, and therefore possibly, a drowning. 

The voice did not say how long Niragi had to stay in the water, and it had been a few seconds since he had dived. He still hadn't surfaced, and anguish began to settle in the pit of your stomach. You didn't want to panic, Niragi would never forgive you for showing emotion to people who would surely want you dead. But it wasn't coming back up, and the seconds kept ticking away. 

"10 seconds remaining." 

'Pull up, fucking Niragi, pull up. Hurry up!' you were screaming in your own head, begging him to come up. But he wasn't coming up. You could see his motionless body stuck under the layer of ice he had broken while diving. But he wasn't moving, he wasn't coming back to the surface. As tears began to form at the corners of your eyes, your lips trembling and your legs close to collapsing under the weight of the misery that was about to take hold of you in a second. 

"Time's up. The mission is..." 

"Holy shit, that is cold!" Niragi suddenly exclaimed, taking a long breath of air as his head poked through the freezing water. His wet hair stuck to his forehead, and his purple lips gave you the immediate urge to grab them, warm them with your own, and hug him as tightly as you could. 

"...successful." 

Niragi swam to the edge of the pool and, not with difficulty, pulled himself up onto the ledge. You had no towel handy for him, nothing to warm him up or anything to offer him to dry off with. But he himself didn't seem as freezing as you would have imagined, maybe it was just an act, but in any case, he shook his head from side to side to wring out his long hair and the drops of water fell in gusts down his body. His soaked underpants were explicitly modeling his penis and it didn't take much to jump in front of him and hide this sinful sight from all those girls in the room. 

Niragi picked up the things he had left behind a short time before and so with nothing to dry himself with, pulled the dry clothes over his wet body. "Don't tell me you doubted me, princess?" he whispered in your ear and his warm breath felt strangely opposite to his cold, frozen body as he pulled his shirt over his head after joining you. 

It was someone else's turn, but you couldn't hear what was being said or who was being called. All your attention was focused on Niragi. His lips were so black that you wondered how he hadn't frozen to death. His whole body was shaking and the millions of shivers that ran through his body were actually proving to you that no, Niragi was not well. He was putting on a show in front of the others, strutting around like an invincible man; but you always saw further than the facade, further than the words and his attitude.  

"You're a big sicko, you know that?" you scolded as he staggered into his jeans. You knew he would refuse your help, and what good would it do in front of all those people. This was not the time for you to provoke him, let alone go against his convictions. "You could have died of hydrocution, you idiot!" 

It was rare for Niragi to let you insult him like that, but he sensed how scared you had been and just for that, he was content to say nothing. He wrapped his arms around your waist, and whispered only, "I'm not done tormenting you, princess. Don't think you'll get rid of me that easily." 

With another wink, he slumped to the floor so he could put his socks and shoes back on. The discussion was over, you understood. Around you, a question seemed to have been answered when suddenly, "The time is up. The answer is," a pause, "unsuccessful." 

"What? No, it can't be." One of the girls from earlier, the one who had leered at Niragi without embarrassment, was now pleading not guilty to anyone who would listen. "Give me a second chance, I'll be more specific." Tears streamed down her face and her friend, a few steps away, mirrored her actions. Both young women were sobbing like common babies and suddenly you thought that maybe karma had decided to take care of her. 

If it wasn't you who would have taken care of her, the game did. Well done. 

You felt no empathy, nothing that made you feel sorry for her fate as the voice threw out, "Sukira Han, game over." 

"No, no, please, I - " And with a jolt, the mechanism around her neck activated and something exploded in the collar. Blood spurted everywhere, on the walls, the floor, even to you, who was standing at the other end of the terrace. Your shoes were stained with blood and you found yourself feeling more sorry for that nice pair of Lacoste shoes you had stolen from the store earlier than for that chick. 

The woman's lifeless body crashed to the ground with a loud thud and the blood ran down the floor to the pool which draped the water in a scarlet mixture. Now there were only six players left. Two had not yet passed and soon it was their turn. 

And the next two died, in fact. The man couldn't bring himself to slit his wrists (which in the end wouldn't have made much difference if he had) and the other woman's friend with whom you were starting to have a serious problem had failed to answer a mathematical question. 

There were only four players left, and now the second round could begin. 

Round 2. 

"Natsuki Toki, you have chosen dare." He did not, in fact, choose anything. But you deduced that no matter what you chose in the first round, you would have to choose the other one in the second. That was part of the rules, if you remembered correctly. Each player has the obligation to complete one dare and answer one truth. 

The man, still as frightened as he had been at the beginning of the game, awaited his sentence with trepidation. 

"Please execute the following dare: designates a player to jump off the balcony."

You were on the sixteenth floor. It would indeed be a deadly fall, and it would do a lot of damage. Breaking both legs would be merciful at that height. The worst could be spinal paralysis, and truth be told, that would be worse than death. 

As with every utterance of the voice, a new wave of panic swept through the place. You were the only woman, in the middle of three men. In your calculations, you would have insinuated that it would be fair to sacrifice a man to try to balance the unity of the sexes, if only it wouldn't put Niragi's life in possible danger. 

He could defend himself, you knew that very well, but there was no need to provoke futile things. 

On the other hand, and to avoid a too long debate, it would be judicious to designate a woman to jump from the top of this balcony. Because generally, and without denigrating the female gender, it was true that your stature had nothing to do with those of other men. It would be more or less easy for them to push the opposite sex over the railing.

Being paired with Niragi didn't protect you, apparently. The man kept glaring at you as he stared at Niragi to see whether or not it was wise to point you out. His risk would have been to face Niragi's unyielding rage that could descend upon him as soon as he pointed his finger at your figure. He had few other options since, in the end, it was either you or another man. He was naive to think that not naming a male player could save him. 

"You," he pointed to you finally, and you were almost disappointed in his choice. You knew that no matter what, you would never jump overboard. Even without Niragi, you knew how to defend yourself very well. You knew how to hit where it hurt, and nothing or no one would ever force you to do anything. "I choose you. Go ahead and jump now." 

A genuine, authentic laugh escaped from your gut, arms crossed over your chest as the man's face broke down. "Certainly not!" You defended yourself, and luckily for you, the other players couldn't come to the man's help or they would be disqualified. In other words, to have a game over at their game. You were far from alone in defending yourself, but just having someone to defend you was a game changer. 

"What do you mean? You don't have a choice, you're the one who has to jump!" The man insisted, incredulous at his refusal, as he stomped his foot like a toddler. 

"30 seconds remaining." 

"She's not dying for you, asshole." Niragi finally intervened, stepping forward with a menacing air. He had thrown his shoulders back, traded in his smirk for a devilish sneer, and as he began to play with his tongue piercing in an intimidating manner, he continued in his husky voice, "Fuck off, now, before I make you."

It seemed as if the man had found courage somewhere deep in his pants, for he did not move an inch. Even though he seemed to tremble under Niragi's threatening gaze, and even at the sight of the beads of sweat on his forehead, he stammered, "Well...I'm... I'm not dying either! You can jump now!" 

Niragi laughed and you yourself couldn't hold back the smile on your lips. The man didn't seem to understand that he had no choice. He couldn't force either you or Niragi to jump over the railing and you had to admit that he had some balls trying to point you out. 

"15 seconds remaining." 

And while you were apprehending to calm down the ardors of the two men, with a sentence saying to him simply to indicate somebody else because it was lost cause, Niragi launched a first blow of punch which came to crash firmly against the machoir of the man who moved back of several steps. Without waiting for the man to understand what was happening to him, or even to be able to retaliate, Niragi threw a second punch in his temple, a third and a fourth. The man fell to the ground and as Niragi took his place on his torso to land more blows, you wondered if it was reasonable to stop him. The way it was going, the player would surely be dead in a few seconds and it would have nothing to do with Niragi. So you might as well let him off the hook. He had probably accumulated several different feelings and moods since the game started, like an emotional elevator that kept going up and down the floors with unstoppable speed. You knew something about it, after all, you were going through the same thing.

The man was now covered in blood, almost unconscious as the robotic voice finally spoke. "Time is up. The mission is," but as Niragi continued to punch again and again and again, "unsuccessful." The worried looks of the other players couldn't look away from this unevenness and after a moment, you sighed. "Natsuki Toki, game over." And the collar fired. 

The blood that Niragi had on his hands had splashed all over his body. He was now covered in blood. It was in his hair, all over his shirt and pants. It was a futile effort to have tried to jump into the pool without his clothes a few moments earlier, and he would have deserved a second jump if only it would wash away all that blood. 

He looked like a mad man. Like a serial killer caught in the act. You could feel your fingertips tingle at the sight, and your insides twisted in a way that was nothing like the apprehension you had before entering the game. Niragi was gasping for breath as he came to his senses, and it was strange because all that blood made him even more attractive than usual, and that was something you never thought possible until now. 

Only five players left.

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I don't know if you get where I'm going but... I'm going there yeah heheehuhheuue

[thepencilnerd]

Vampire!Chishiya

Chishiya is a doctor who finds his world upended when a patient is rushed into the ER after a devastating accident. The intoxicating scent of your blood ignites a primal hunger within him. Driven by an insatiable desire, he realizes he must have you—no matter the cost.

rating: mature/explicit

warnings: dark!fic, toxic relationship, obsessive, manipulative, and possessive behavior, blood-drinking/sharing, momentary self-injury (not due to depression or SI), blood magic/ritual

word count: 18k

complete fic here, please mind tags <3 (niragi cameo only in the last chapter, sorry :(

[life-is-more-than-just-a-game]

♠️ AiB males playing "7 minutes in heaven" ♠️

A/N: A friend of mine and I came up with this topic very randomly. Still, I think this can get interesting and also kind of funny, so I wanna give it a try at least. Are you in? of course you are, hehe! 🤭

Summary: Everyone knows The Beach and of course next to parties, there will be enough time for some funny games you and the other members can play together. Beside dangerous games, someone mentioned "7 minutes in heaven".

7 minutes in heaven- Rules: Two chosen people are getting into a private, dark room. Doors are closed and now the both have to find a way to pass the time- that's it.

Characters: Aguni, Arisu, Chishiya, Karube, Niragi

POV: gn!neutral

Warnings: Not given.

A g u n i

Tatta: "..." Chishiya: "..." y/n: "... So ... you are playing with us?"

Literally everyone is in shock and irritated when Aguni is joining the group for playing this dumb game.

Niragi would like to say "How pathetic" but since Aguni is not only his leader, but also attends the game himself, he prefers to keep his mouth shut.

It should come as no surprise that hardly anyone don't want to be locked in a dark room with him.

He always exudes something threatening and the fact that he is extremely radical in some situations doesn't really make it any better.

Arisu and Karube aren't keen on spending seven minutes alone with him- that's how everyone feels, except maybe Niragi, "Last Boss" and you.

He never did anything to you.

However, you don't have much to do with each other either.

Which doesn't mean he didn't notice you.

He can tolerate your presence and you can tolerate his.

This is also the reason why the two of you are ultimately put in the room together.

An: "Sorry." y/n: "Don't be, I'm really fine with that."

You are not afraid of him, just very respectful.

The fact that he is so quiet and says so little about himself makes you believe that there is more to his character than most people would probably believe.

It's risky, but once you've arrived in the room - where you've both found a place to sit or lie down - you just ask him.

y/n: "Tell me … what actually made you the person you are now?" Aguni: "You really try to start a conversation with me?" y/n: "Sure. I have nothing left to lose."

It gets quiet between you for a moment.

Aguni: "Me neither."

Well, that hits differently, but:

Aguni: "Not interested in idle Chit-Chat. I don't need someone listening to me." y/n: "Alright ... I'm sorry." Aguni: "No ... I am."

You don't exactly know what he is sorry for but you can tell by his voice that he means it.

Deep down he would like to talk to you.

And he is pleased that someone is interested in him and his story.

But he doesn't want to show weakness- and anyway, it's just not the right time to open up to anyone about it.

A r i s u

He's a clever boy, but one has to explain the rules for him twice ...

It's so easy but, what? He? Alone in a room with someone who is allowed to do everything he wants?

Arisu: "Didn't you guys say this game isn't dangerous at all?" Kuina: "I ... don't think someone wants to kill anyone here." Niragi: "Uh-" Chishiya: "Please, do us a favor and keep your fantasies to yourself."

*Gulps*

However, he breathes a sigh of relief when he realizes that he is being put in a room with you.

And after that ... he gets nervous.

Damn, he thinks you are so beautiful/handsome- you make him literally SPEACHLES!

Speaks to himself in his head: it's only seven minutes, time will pass quickly.

So, the both of you go in the room ...

Aguni: "Don't forget, the room is next to us- we will hear everything."

Yeah, actually, they will hear nothing, because Arisu and you are just sitting there, towards each other, in silence.

You both are so shy, that's cute! UwU

But he tries his best to start a conversation with you at least.

Arisu: "Well, this ... uhm ..." y/n: "I can't hear you, it's too dark ..."

With that, you finally got him- like, he's going to laugh, because he knows that quote exactly.

Arisu: "Did you seriously quoted Spongebob?!" y/n: "No, I quoted Patrick Star."

And that's it.

Yes, you guys are sticking to the Spongebob references and holy, time suddenly goes by so fast.

The others are simply shocked and can't believe the conversation they're hearing …

Well ... you can't take another fandom if you want to if you can't relate with it but, hm ... shame on you ...

C h i s h i y a

The calmest and most composed of all.

If you're nervous, rest assured: he's not.

Kuina wouldn't have put you two in the same room if she didn't know he had a thing for you- but don't expect him to show.

Kuina: "Have fun you two!" Chishiya: "Be sure we will have." y/n: "Uh- will we?" Chishiya: "We will see."

Well, luckily everyone defines “fun” differently.

He laughed at you when you bumped into something as you entered the room.

y/n: "Ouch!" Chishiya: "Watch out." y/n: "IT'S DARK INSIDE HERE, I'M NOT AN OWL!"

He would be willing to help you, but he's no more an owl than you are.

Chishiya: "Ouch!" y/n: "Watch out." Chishiya: "Maybe I deserve that."

Once you have settled down somewhere, peace and quiet return.

For a very long time.

Chishiya doesn't speak if he doesn't have to.

And he is patient.

A person with lots of time.

But you aren't in here with him to remain silent.

y/n: "Haven't you told me we will have fun in here?" Chishiya: "Question is, what kind of fun you think of."

Thanks god it's dark inside here so he can see how your face is turning red now.

Chishiya: "Did you know: Owls can turn their heads by up to 270 degrees, as they have twice as many neck vertebrae as humans." Kuina: "You should give y/n compliments instead of boring them with your knowledge." y/n: "UP TO 270 DEGREES?!" Chishiya: "You know, Kuina- you aren't in the room, so leave us alone."

K a r u b e

The brother has no inhibitions. When he hears that you should go into the room with him, he stands up, grabs you by the wrist and pulls you behind him, no hesitation.

The other players already have a premonition of what's going to happen with you two, which is why they deliberately stay away from the door.

The only thing is, they are wrong.

You aren't about to start a wild make-up-session.

Instead, Karube simply leads you to the window of the room, where he quietly and secretly draws the curtains.

y/n: "You know, this is against the rules ..." Karube: "Rules are made to be broken."

In any case, the little romantic has a plan for how you can make the seven minutes pass quickly together.

Karube: "Have you ever noticed how brightly the stars shine outside at night in this world?" y/n: "Honestly, no. I … I've never really felt like looking at the stars in this world. I never had someone to do that with, plus ... it kinda makes me sad, 'cause of all the people we have already lost and kill ourselves." Karube: "But the deceased can be better remembered in the dark and in peace."

That leaves you speechless.

You know that Karube can be a bit of a jerk.

But you also know that he's not stupid.

And you really love like how kindhearted he can be if he wants to.

Karube: "So, seven minutes to just stand here and watch the stars getting brighter together- will you join me?"

You smile at him and this is your answer, before you turn your head in the direction of the window- whispering a quiet "Wow" while your eyes are getting a litte teary.

y/n: "You are a blessing, Karube ... you really are ..."

N i r a g i

Niragi is the most annoying partner you can get from any player.

Unlike Chishiya, he wouldn't talk about any 'useless' knowledge, but he would be nagging and complaining.

And above all, he would be offended because he doesn't get what he wants from you.

Niragi: "Come on, seven minutes would be enough for a-" y/n: "I said no and no means no!"

But who would he be if he just accepted it.

y/n: "And anyways, it wouldn't be much fun if we aren't able to see each other ... right?"

You can then hear a choking noise from outside, which is uttered by Tatta.

Nevertheless, Niragi gives you the point and just sits back from that now on.

At least for a while until he gets bored again.

Niragi: "And now? Are we just sitting here, doing nothing at all?" y/n: "We can play “I see something you don't see”." Niragi: "Are you fucking kidding me?" y/n: "Alright, then let's call it "Guess what I see"." Niragi: "Stop it." y/n: "Well, than stop nagging, you can't be bored enough then."

Just be happy about the fact he do like a lot.

We all now Niragi is none who is listening to a "no".

If he wouldn't care about you … just think about what he did to Usagi …

Still, he is happy when things are finally over.

Karube: "So, how does it feel like to be dumped?" Niragi: "You should know the best." Karube: "Sorry boy, none has ever rejected me."

[fl3shm4id3n]

Threesome fic? 👀

[realisticjupiter]

THAT FIC WAS AMAZING BTW BJCYDCGXG

so now um :3

What would chishiya's reaction be to his s/o being really loud in bed? Like they moan a lot and don't shut up (not like it's their fault)

Also um...if you feel comfortable, can you do niragi too? AND FEEL FREE TO REJECT THIS IF IT'S TOO MUCH

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-𓆉anon

Summary: Chishiya & Niragi's reaction to a loud (in bed) reader.

A/N: I'm glad you liked the last one!!! Same thing as last time--Niragi is very much NOT a rapist in anything I write.

CHISHIYA who enjoys proving people wrong. He knows that everyone expects him to be the type to make sure everyone can hear just how good he makes you feel.

He just can't help himself when you're screaming his name into his own ear. He couldn't concentrate on his orgasm with your pornographic moans; that he knew everyone could hear.

His hand found your mouth to slip two fingers past your open lips. He didn't have to speak for you to know he needed you to be more quiet.

But on the days he couldn't care less about anyone else, except you. He just needs to hear you beg and scream his name when he's inside you. To let everyone know he can, and is capable of making someone feel good.

NIRAGI who's entire motto is, "I don't give a fuck." The man who does whatever he wants; hoping people will become more intimidated by his impulsive personality.

The loud sounds you make only fuel him deeper. The moans and whimpers you couldn't control, surely echoing through the beach as he thrusts deeper into you.

He eggs you on to be louder, to scream how good it felt; to scream his name so he could claim credit for it.

He'd never tell you to shut up, but he would definitely challenge you. Telling you to keep quiet, just to see how quiet you can be just for him. It was definitely something you failed at quite often though.