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[yesterdayyes]

[thecheshireprincess]

Princess of Diamonds

Part I of V

In which you find yourself in Borderland, somehow running into the one person you'd thought was lost to you forever.

A Dad!Kuzuryu x Daughter!Reader five part mini-series

Content Warning: Mentions of death and suicide, curse words, not too much craziness going on in this part ✨️

A/N: I haven't decided if Reader will have one specific love interest, have two 👀 specific love interests, or if she will just remain a flirty queen 👑 So just know that this isn't necessarily a Niragi x Reader pairing, he just gets the first flirt for now 🤣🤭 I hope you guys love this! ❤️

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Even your eyelashes feel heavy and achy as you blink rapidly, eyebrows furrowing as you attempt to regain consciousness. The space in front of you was completely dark - you had opened your eyes, hadn't you? - and your head throbbed aggressively.

You bite back a moan of agony, the rest of your body finally responding to your awakened state, nerve endings lighting up all over like fireworks. Stiff, sore, fuck. What happened? You can tell you're sitting upright in an uncomfortable chair with something covering your head. A bag?

Arisu. Usagi. Last you could recall, the three of you had been searching all over Tokyo for a place called The Beach; you must have been caught. Secretive fuckers. You just hoped your friends were still with you and unharmed.

You aren't left to your thoughts for long as the shade is yanked abruptly from your head, allowing bright white light to infiltrate your vision. You squeeze your watering eyes shut tightly in response, the sudden intrusion of the sun's rays doing no favors to your pounding headache. Your hand instictively comes up to massage a tender bump on your head, likely where your kidnappers had hit you to knock you out. You should sue for damages.

"Good morning!" a woman's cheerful voice chirps from a couple of feet in front of you. It probably would be a good morning, if you hadn't been assaulted for simply looking for answers in a world that seemed to have none.

And then a voice fills your ears, the low tone immediately soothing your frayed nerves like a balm. A voice that you'd been certain you'd never have the privilege of hearing again, "I'm sorry that we were so rough. We heard that there were some people sneaking around the place." You finally lift your head up as he finishes his apology, eyes meeting his framed behind distinctive wire glasses. You notice his breath catches in his throat, eyes widening, as your reality seems to shift beneath you. How could this possibly be?

Your father was presumed to be dead, missing for more than six months in the old world. His disappearance the catalyst for the fiery collapse of the life you'd known for 24 years. But now? Here he was standing in front of you dressed in a short-sleeved collared shirt and board shorts. At a place dubbed The Beach. A place whose citizens had assaulted you and your friends, leaving you unconscious and bewildered. The sight of him filled you with rage, only adding to the pressure currently threatening to crack your skull in half. Your pulse pounded obscenely in your ears, making it nearly impossible to hear anything over the thunderous beat. You lowered your gaze to the dirty tan carpet at your feet, you'd be sick if you had to keep looking at the man.

You're instantly grateful that Arisu and Usagi are, in fact, on either side of you and can function well enough to converse with the wild haired man that has come parading ceremoniously into the room. You make a half-hearted attempt to listen to the man, spewing all sorts of propaganda about what the cards mean, what collecting them will do, and how the citizens of The Beach have pledged themselves to him. To live for him, to die for him. What an absolute lunatic; you kind of like him.

It's then that the two muscular men that had accompanied Hatter - that's what he called himself - into the conference room push the thin pocket wall dividing the room out of the way. Your eyes are met with a colorful wall coated thickly in spray painted playing cards. This must be their way of keeping track of which cards they still needed, and from the looks of things, they weren't too far off from the goal. Impressive.

Hatter paces back and forth in front of your group, animatedly describing that most things are allowed and encouraged in his self proclaimed utopia - drinking, drugs, sex, you name it. There are, however, a few limitations. "Rule one, swimwear is mandatory," he says, grandly gesturing towards a pretty woman with a bob cut. When the three of you presumably look at him questioningly, he gladly elaborates, "Well you can't very well hide weapons in swimwear, right?! It's genius!"

Ah, so no weapons then. That's disappointing. A quick glance to your right confirms your suspicions - they'd already confiscated your pistol and homemade bombs. They were sitting innocently among your groups' other possessions on a desk by the window, likely never to be seen by you again. Hatter re-enters your line of vision as he strides toward the desk, gracefully scooping up the stack of playing cards adorning it. Your playing cards, to be more specific.

"Rule two, all cards belong to The Beach. We work together to collect all the cards, sending one person back at a time as we form complete decks." You can see through your periphery that your friends are a little distressed by this particular rule, and the fact that Hatter now has your cards pressed in his hands. You on the other hand, couldn't care less. You aren't trying to get out of here anyway.

Arisu and Usagi launch into another back and forth with Hatter, and you won't lie, you're starting to get bored. Everything feels inconsequential to you at this point, and you'd prefer to just get on with it. And away from your father. You take this moment to quickly analyze the people stationed around the room. You don't, however, dare look to your left; actively avoiding your father's constant gaze burning a hole through you. So all of these people have truly bought into this man's insanity? Your incredibly intelligent father included. You briefly wonder if he's lost his mind. But no, Hatter must really be that charismatic, that convincing. Or maybe people finding themselves in this new place are really just that desperate for something to find hope in? You can't relate.

You tune listlessly back into the conversation just as Arisu asks what would happen if the three of you refused Hatter's offer. You had a feeling that you already knew the answer to that, the long-haired man in front of you looking like he'd never accepted no as an answer in his life. He turns ominously around from where he'd been ogling the cards painted carefully on the wall to face the three of you once more.

"Rule three, this is the last rule," he articulates in a low tone, holding three fingers up to you. "Death to the traitors." His oddly distant eyes stare daggers at the three of you over the top of his aviator glasses, making it clear that this was not a joke. Finally, something exciting. So you would be forced to live here and serve this man's whims - him blackmailing you into staying with the cold threat of death. Your eyes sparkled, you could have a good time here. You smirk, crossing your arms and leaning back in your chair as Hatter makes his grand exit. There is nothing more that needs to be said, the three of you would be locked in here until the end - whatever that might look like.

The mysterious woman with the bob cut and sunglasses covering her face strides confidently over to your group, offering to show you around and help you get settled in. You are quick to accept, knowing that you didn't have the patience or willpower right now to deal with the man still studying you from across the room. You doubted that you could avoid him forever at this resort, but you would damn well try.

He was, after all, just a ghost to you now.

♤ ♡ ◇ ♧

You sit comfortably on a wicker barstool in front of the bar, swinging your legs back and forth in a show of indifference. One finger traces the base of your martini glass with a feather light touch, your other hand cradling your chin as you reflect on the last couple of hours. Ann turned out to be super sweet, much less intimidating than she presented herself. You liked that about her.

She had helped you choose a few outfits to stock your new wardrobe with; most pieces were beachwear, of course, but you'd also chosen some sweatshirts, long pants, and shorts for game nights. She'd also shown you to your room, giving you a full rundown of the power dynamic at The Beach as you put away your new clothes and tried to settle in to your new life.

She was quick to tell you about Aguni and the Militants, warning you in no uncertain terms to stay out of their way. Away from them entirely, if possible. A challenge. Then there was, of course, Hatter and his Executive board. You weren't surprised in the slightest to hear your father is ranked number two and has been for some time. You'd scoffed as Ann presented you with that piece of information, catching her attention. "Do you know each other?" she'd implored. You'd laughed drily, feeling no need to lie to her, "He's my Dad. And he's supposed to be dead." You know the look on your face must have been dripping in disdain and probably confused the woman sitting on the edge of your bed. Ann had pursed her cherry red lips, giving a slight nod before smiling encouragingly, "Family can be . . . difficult. Try not to waste an opportunity for a second chance." You'd hummed in acknowledgement, shooting her a half-hearted smile. Did you want to give your father a second chance? You weren't sure.

You didn't stay locked up in your room for long after Ann had rushed off to perform other Executive duties, deciding that you should at least try to take advantage of the amenities. If the people of The Beach were partying, who were you to argue? Bottoms up. You didn't bother to search for Arisu and Usagi either - you knew they'd be safe at the resort and would take care of each other. Honestly, those two were perfect for each other, and you were more of a loner anyway.

At least, you were now. It was better that way - with the way you were these days. You weren't sure how to explain it. It turns out that losing both of your parents in such a short span of time can really take a toll on a person's livelihood. You'd been in a sort of depression since everything had happened, most days you felt like a walking zombie. You still went through the motions of keeping your basic needs met and showing up to work, but you could tell that your will to thrive was not very strong. Coming into this new world was an interesting development to say the least. A positive development?

A different world, with different rules. It was a sort of sick entertainment for you, watching people fear for their lives in the game arenas as you laid your life on the line without concern. It was no concern to you if you lived or died, because you had nothing to live for here, and nothing to return to in the original world.

Whether Hatter's theories were true or not, didn't matter to you. You couldn't care less that he wanted to make all of these people bust their asses to earn cards every night just for him to be the one to return to the original world, yourself included. He could have all of your cards, for the rest of time if he wanted. You had every intention of staying here for as long as you could keep yourself alive. It was at least better than being stuck in a world where everything had been stripped from you.

After a while of soaking up the sun's golden rays and enjoying the rowdy sounds of the players splashing in the pool behind you, a shadow is cast over your form as someone approaches you from behind. You sigh, rolling your eyes as you turn to look at them. To tell them to fuck off. A slender man with sharp black eyes and a rifle slung against his shoulder slips an arm on the back of your chair and lowers himself presumptuously in the one next to you. Niragi. You had wondered when you would get the pleasure.

You raise an eyebrow at him expectantly, taking a delicate sip from your glass and allowing the pink liquid to burn its way down your throat deliciously.

The man studies you, dark eyes roaming all over your body, "What's a pretty thing like you doing over here alone?" You chuckle in disbelief, not really expecting the weakest pickup line of all time to come out of his mouth.

"I choose to be alone, thank you. And is that the best a guy like you has got? You are really underestimating me," you say dangerously, flipping your hair over your shoulder and settling back into your seat. Allowing his arm to brush lightly across your shoulders. Niragi's reputation preceeded him, you already knew he was a walking red flag. A monster. And maybe that's why you felt a little intrigued by him. It couldn't hurt to get to know him a little, right?

At the very least, you knew allowing someone like him within close proximity to you would bother your father, which was something you were highly interested in accomplishing right now. A mischievous grin spreads across your face just at the thought of his reaction to Niragi's arm being wrapped around you.

Niragi smirks, excited to have met someone who could actually hold their own against him. "Really?" he drawls, arching a pierced eyebrow at you, "Are you sure that you aren't the one underestimating me?"

You hum, leaning forward with your chin resting in both of your hands now, bright eyes clashing against his dark ones. "I know exactly who you are, Niragi. And I'm not afraid of you, you won't be getting in the way of what I want."

Your eyes narrow at him, waiting patiently for him to try to rebut you. The man standing behind the bar, Tatta you'd learned earlier, sends you a distressed look as he slides another fruity pink drink over to you; you are allowing a snake dangerously close to sinking its fangs into your neck. You smile sweetly at the boy, reassuring. You have Niragi right where you want him.

"And what about what I want, baby?" he asks, piercings glittering in the sun. You are definitely attracted to this man, monster or not. His face has gotten dangerously close too, though you certainly aren't complaining, allowing his nose to nearly touch yours. After a moment of tense silence, you flash Niragi a dazzling grin before turning your head to tip your glass all the way back, finishing off your first drink. You stand abruptly from your seat now, grasping the stem of the martini glass that Tatta just handed you as you go.

Niragi's eyebrows knit in confusion at your sudden departure,and you send a confident wink in his direction. "Guess we'll have to wait and see what you deserve to get from me," you say ardently, tone even but still teasing. Flipping your hair again to fall luxuriously back down your back, you skip off toward the other side of the glistening blue pool and leave the man sitting dumbfoundedly at the bar. You, on the other hand, were hoping to get lost in your second martini and fall asleep in the sun for a few hours.

If Niragi wanted to play cat and mouse with you, you wanted to make sure that he knew you were the cat.

♤ ♡ ◇ ♧

After spending your entire afternoon and early evening basking in the hot sun and drinking, you were looking forward to drowning yourself in a hot shower. Okay, maybe not drowning yourself, but at least drowning the thoughts that hadn't been sufficiently killed off by the liquor. You turn the brass door handle to enter your room, flinging the door open blindly into the darkness. You nearly jump out of your skin, clasping your hands to your mouth to mask your scream when you find a silhouette already standing by the window waiting for you.

"What the fuck!" You curse at your father, nearly having had a heart attack. You should have been expecting this, of course he wouldn't just leave you to your own devices now that he knew you were here. "Do you have to stand forebodingly in the dark like that? You could have at least turned on the light!" you exclaim again, conflicting emotions seeping out of you like a thick smoke. You indignantly flip the switch to bathe the room in warm light, finally letting your eyes study your father for the first time.

He looks mostly the same as he always has, serious and tired from - what? In the old world you could kind of understand, the man worked tirelessly as a powerful attorney, usually putting his job above his family and often times even being forced to go against his own personal ideals. What's he tired from now? Sitting at The Beach and partying all day? A part of you wants to tell him to fuck off, to leave you alone and let you sleep, but for some reason you don't. He turns to look fully at you now, showing very little emotion on his features, but a brief flicker of concern in his eyes. His arms are crossed characteristically across his chest, standing as though he was holding court. And somehow you're the defendent.

You shuffle further inside the room to be able to push the door shut behind you, stumbling a little bit over your strappy sandals as you do. Whoops, so maybe you'd had a little more fun at the pool than you realized.

Chestnut eyes examine you, his professional poker face giving away nothing about how he was feeling. "You're drunk," he states simply, only stoking the flames of your fury towards him.

You look incredulously up at him from where you've plopped yourself down on the plush couch against the opposing wall; a younger, very different version of yourself would probably have cried. Instead, you laugh. A coarse, mocking sort of sound. "You haven't seen me, your only daughter, in six months and the first thing that comes out of your mouth is a criticism? Just when you think you know a person," you spit venomously.

"Is that all you wanted, then? Worried that I'll tarnish your precious reputation here at this stupid cult resort?" You give him no chance to respond to you, and he doesn't interrupt. Would never interrupt. Because where you are fiery and stubborn, he meets you with calm composure; a perfect counterpoint. "It all makes sense, really. All you've ever cared about was your reputation, isn't it? You've never cared about me. About Mom. No wonder she left you in the dust," you snarl. You realize that you're openly spitting vitriol at your Dad, allowing the liquor flowing through your system to drive the conversation.

He hums calmly, not taking the bait. Not responding back out of anger or hurt. Because if there was one thing your father was actually good at, it was listening to understand, not listening to react. So even though you've just spewed hateful, horrible words at him, you know he isn't hearing that. He's hearing what you aren't saying. I was so scared when you went missing. I've missed you. Why are we here? Didn't you know that I still needed you? Don't you love me anymore? What is going to happen to us here?

The man takes a couple of carefully measured strides to shorten the distance between you, sitting on your bed across from where you're sprawled somewhat drunkenly. "I understand how you must be feeling . . ." he tries to reason, one hand raised and reaching toward you slightly, but you still have shit you need to say and cut him off immediately.

"No the fuck you don't understand!" you roar without second thought of players residing in neighboring rooms. "Mom's dead. It's all your fault. You think I'm just going to throw myself into your arms?" Think again. I'm not your sweet little girl that you left behind. I'm an orphan now." You feel the emotional tide start to turn within you at this point, rage bleeding slowly into despair as you think about all of the horrible catastophes that had led you to this place.

Your father takes his glasses off to pinch the bridge of his nose, a classic indication that "you've stressed him out". Good. You don't say anything more now, picking lightly at a loose thread that hung from the arm of the couch. Trying to hold back tears. Because you'll be damned if you cry in front of your father today, absolutely the fuck not.

The man says your name quietly when he's certain you're finished with your outburst, "Honey, I didn't ask to come here any more than you did." He sighs, exhausted, always exhausted just like in the old world. It's then that you notice how much older he looks, like he's carrying the weight of an entire world with him. "Tell me what happened with Mom." His voice cracks just a tiny bit at the mention of his ex-wife, a change that would go unrecognized to most people, but you can tell at least that bit of news has hurt him. You turn your head to escape his scrutinizing gaze, fixing your eyes on a spot on the wall.

Eight months ago, two months before the man now sitting in front of you disappeared, your parents announced they'd be getting divorced. You'd thought it was the worst thing that could happen to you at the time. Devastation. No one wants to see the eternal love they've always known and looked up to, be shattered right in front of their eyes. You had been left disillusioned about love at the very least. Was love a real thing? Even if it was, could it last forever?

Just a few days after you had helped your Dad move into a new townhouse about twenty minutes from your childhood home, he left to go on a work trip. You were staying at the new place to help him get settled, and of course to watch Kumo, your father's Akita. It was only supposed to be a three day trip, but as three days turned into five, and then into a week, you'd panicked. Search party after search party was sent out, exhausting every location that he could possibly be.

Though no body was ever uncovered, search efforts were lifted after three weeks. Your father was presumed dead. Some people speculated that he ran away, but you knew. It didn't matter that your Dad often put work ahead of you, you knew that if he was capable of coming back, he would have. But still? There was a lot of fury in you. Your brain desperately wanted - needed - something to blame for the pain.

"She blamed herself for your disappearance. She thought that maybe you'd run away because of everything that happened, and just wanted to start fresh without us." You blink some tears from your eyes, because this was the worst part. The part that you usually left out of the story, because you were not a good daughter. Because though you'd told your Dad it was all his fault that your Mom was gone, it was really your fault. At least that's how you see it.

You let out a shaky breath, pressing your nails deeply into the soft skin of your palms as the gravity of the situation weighs on you. You hazard a brief glance up at your father, finding his face softened, looking at you with as much warmth as someone like him can offer. When he realizes that you're struggling with the next part, he shifts toward you. Slowly, giving you the chance to back away from him if you want. Your father comes to kneel in front of you, carefully unwrapping your fingers from where they are leaving crescent shaped marks in your skin, taking your hands in his. Gently rubbing his thumbs along your knuckles, let me hold the pain for you.

"I-i blamed her too. I told her it was her fault that you left us . . . It was me that put that idea in her head. I-i made sure that she lost both of us and I didn't even get a chance to apologize or see her one last time before it happened," you lament. You hadn't meant it when you said it, you were just so upset. It would always be your greatest regret in life.

Your father closed his eyes, taking in the information you'd given him, processing it all with a deep, painful sigh. He shakes his head slightly, pulling you fully into his arms in a tight hug now. You stiffen initially, still a little bit hesitant, but eventually allow your head to rest on his shoulder. You feel a weight lifted from your chest, one that has been pressing down on you like a boulder for the last eight months.

"It's not your fault, sweetheart. There's so much that you don't know, so much that we didn't want you to have to carry the burden of," your father consoles you, and you lose track of time as you revel in the feeling of being held by the person you thought for sure you'd never see again.

"Dad?" You whisper after a while, as if there were people of The Beach watching or listening, and honestly there probably were. "I know you're a part of this weird organization or whatever and I won't do anything to mess that up. But know this, I don't plan on going back to our world. I want to stay here."

Your statement caught Kuzuryu off guard, and his spine went rigid at hearing it. He was lucky you still had your head rested on his shoulder and weren't looking at his face, because he was certain his usually vacant expression was anything but.

There was so much you didn't know, didn't understand about this place. So much he couldn't reveal to you. The man felt a lump in his throat forming, time was a precious commodity here and he was already running out of it. The Beach had just a few remaining cards to collect before the Ten of Hearts would be revealed, and then, it would be their turn. He had a few days, maybe a week if he was lucky, to spend with you. In that time, he needed to convince you to go home when you were given the choice.

Kuzuryu might not be willing to weigh the value of other peoples' lives against each other, but to him, your life was the most valuable in the world.

♤ ♡ ◇ ♧

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[abominabilis]

I am obsessed with Kuzuryu..

[aceofspadegrass]

I have to be honest with you i Just binge read your blog and i love your Mira and Kuzuryū sibiling bonding headcanons and stuff, I BEG YOU ON MY KNEES i Need some more they're my Happy Place 😭

Oh thank you! You're ever so kind. They hold a very funny place in my heart, chilling on that island with coconuts.

Here's a few that I am literally making up from the top of my head just for you. It's been a few long months since I've talked about them so.

Once just for fun they tried to dye their hairs together (Kuzuryuu less as enthused but Mira is very determined) except Mira could pull it off. Kuzuryuu.... Not so much. His businessman aesthetic did NOT match the sudden blue tone of his hair.

They of course tried a second time and Kuzuryuu got less stares from the single white strip in his bands. Made him look respectable. Natural. Mira then slowly added more and more until he was a proper salt and peppered man.

Mira, just because, has tried to chuck foam balls into the vats of acid. She has succeeded. Kuzuryuu does not know she did this.

They celebrated Halloween together dressed like the Wonderland Queen of Hearts and a judge that read DEATH PENALTY on the back. They spent the entire time talking about spooky stories (Half of them were law based, the other were genuinely spooky stories).

Kuzuryuu has had to massage out Mira's neck pain after she stretched too hard. Chided her the entire time.

They split popsicles together.

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King of Diamonds - Part VII

The air was cool around us, and Yukinari shivered. I was pretty sure that it wasn’t the temperature inside the dim building that made her do that. Seven days ago, she had lost her only son during a Hearts game, and this was the second time she’d play for her live.

With the tiny difference that this time, I’d make sure she survived.

“It’ll be okay”, I whispered quietly enough so the other players around us wouldn’t hear. So far, seventeen people had gathered in what used to be the hallway of Nanzan Elementary School, with colorful drawings still hanging on the walls. But I could see that the building had been altered, with additional walls that most likely hadn’t been there before the Borderlands, probably so the area would suit the game better.

Yukinari wrapped her arms tightly around her chest, her gaze wandering from side to side anxiously. She kept her voice down, afraid that it’d be another game turning people against each other. “How could you know?”

“I can’t”, I lied. “But I have a good feeling about this. It helped with my last games as well.”

I knew, of course, that this would be a Six of Spades. Four doors leading to four different trials, ranging from easy-peasy to impossible. Within the last day, I had made sure to memorize every one of them, so I’d be able to choose the easiest door for me and recommend it to Yukinari. Although this was designed to be a single-player game with no restriction for the amount of people joining, I wouldn’t let her do this alone. It was a silent promise I had made to myself three days prior, when we’d first met in the Camp.

Yukinari just shrugged, not at all convinced. “Why didn’t you bring your boyfriend here? The blonde, haughty one?”

Her description of Chishiya made me laugh, a sound so foreign to this atmosphere that several people turned their heads. Not that I cared. “We try not to enter games together”, I explained, trying to stick as close to the truth as possible. In fact, Chishiya had found much more interest in a Ten of Diamonds than this game here, and I would bet anything that he actually enjoyed himself a lot there. Reading the rules on the board had been so confusing to me already, I barely had understood the game at all. It would be heaven for him. “You know better than anyone… There might always be a game leaving only one winner. We don’t want to risk that.”

She nodded, understanding immediately. Did she regret getting into her first game together with her son? If so, she didn’t say. “Clever. It would make me scared, to be honest, not knowing what happens to my love… But I get why you’d do that. Although…”

Pausing for a moment, she ran her hand through her hazel curls, unsure if she should continue. In the end, she decided against it, and I turned around and left her with her own thoughts, while I examined the people around us. It felt so wrong that most of them would probably run into their death, and I’d walk through the door, jump over a few obstacles and continue to live. Then again, I tried to remind myself again and again that I had been there, just like them. I had managed to survive games without knowing the solutions either, and I earned this. Maybe it wasn’t exactly allowed to help someone else through, but if it was true what Myoka had told me, than no one would punish us for manipulating a bit here and there.

I glanced at the phone in my hands, stating that the face recognition had been finished and that the game would start in less than a minute.

One more person hurried through the entrance and quickly grabbed a phone, before the familiar jingle stopped all the hushed conversations around the hallway. Every pair of eyes moved to the phones, and the computer voice begun to explain our challenge for tonight.

GAME: PARCOUR.

DIFFICULTY: SIX OF SPADES.

RULES: CHOOSE A DOOR AND MASTER THE TRIAL TO REACH THE FINISH LINE. IF YOU SUCCEED, IT’LL BE GAME CLEAR.

That was all we were told. Nothing hinted at the fact that the blue door would reveal a challenge that was just impossible, no matter how skilled you were, and that the green door was basically nothing but an empty corridor, easy to walk through.

My wrists begun to itch and I scratched them thoughtfully, remembering the King of Hearts just too well. No matter what, it seemed that this game would haunt me until I took my last breath. But the four doors seemed so familiar, and for a moment I felt as if I was sitting on that electric chair again.

“Breathe”, Yukinari whispered to me, as if I’d be the one who needed the reassurance. “It’s a Six… That’ll be doable, right?”

Her voice was trembling, and I nodded, unable to find my own voice for the moment. I took a deep breath, then another. This was not the King of Hearts. I would not be responsible for other people’s lives, and no one would rely on another person. I would not be punished again for helping my team to win. My heart wouldn’t stop again.

“It will definitely be doable”, I finally answered after clearing my throat. People around us were still discussing which door might be the best, and I watched how the first one, a dark-haired man with dirty clothes, hurried through the red door. Not the empty corridor, but the easy trial. He’d make it if he wasn’t utterly stupid.

Someone else tried to open the same door, but it was locked, most likely because the first player was still in there. Unwilling to wait, he chose the blue door instead. I knew he’d be dead within seconds.

Five more people went through the doors, and I didn’t bother to pay attention to most of them. Instead I focused on Yukinari, the wrinkles in her face more and more noticeable as anxiety around us rose. We didn’t know what happened on the other side of the doors, and we didn’t know who would wait behind the finish line. We did hear screams of horror through the closed doors, though.

Even with my knowledge, it was easy to get more nervous with every person leaving.

Yukinari reached for my hand, and I took it. She was far older than me, she could actually have been my mother, and I assumed that she wanted to see me as some kind of replacement for her son, Masaru. Was this the reason I had the urge to get her through to the end? As some kind of apology to my own family, which I’d never see again?

I shook it off and squeezed her hand, turning her focus to me. “We should go now”, I suggested as only a handful of players remained around us. “What do you think? Green or red, I’d say.”

My statement was met with a questioned look. “Why?”

Shrugging, I took a step towards the doors and tried to sound as casual as possible. “It’s a feeling in my guts. Something I can’t explain… But it helped me through the last games as well. I can’t ask you to trust me, but if I had to bet…”

“Okay. I trust you. So…” Yukinari took a deep breath before letting go of my hand, “I’ll take green and you take red?”

I nodded, glad that she chose the easiest door on her own. Simultaneously, we headed for the doors, giving a last nod to each other before we entered.

The handle of the red door felt slightly wet, probably from sweaty hands that had touched them before, and I wiped my hands on my pants as soon as I was alone in the next room. There had been no images on the board back in the hotel, but clear descriptions of the trials, so it almost felt familiar to look at what stretched out in front of me.

Similar to a children’s playground, a chain bridge was hovering not more than thirty centimeters over the ground, which was filled with only a few centimeters of water. After the bridge, a dozen wide stone slaps leaded to the other side of the room. Easy enough even for small children, with only one little detail to make it harder: the water was charged and would immediately kill me.

I couldn’t prevent a grin from appearing on my face when someone called my name. My face snapped to the right, only to see Yukinari waving to me. Just now I realized that the doors didn’t lead to different hallways but one huge room, and the four trials were parted by nothing but the deadly water.

“Your guts were absolutely right!” Yukinari called to me, and I could see the obvious relief on her face when she hurried to the other side, where all four paths connected to one big platform. A handful of people lingered there already, either sitting on the ground or leaning to the walls. And as my face turned to the left, I found the other players.

Since the water was so shallow, their corpses were easy to make out. Some swam in there, face turned up with horrified expressions, others had fallen into the water face-down. Those were much easier to look at.

The trial to my left was still manageable, but incredibly hard. Almost everything was hanging in the air, forcing the players to use their arms to haul themselves across the distances. The last obstacle was a long balancing pole, and this was where most people had died.

But the hardest trial was nothing but unfair. Over a span of what must have been ten meters, just a single pole reached out of the water. No one of us would have been able to jump that far.

The bridge of my trial swayed from side to side as I stepped on to it, but the railway was made from solid wood and it only took a few seconds to cross it. I was a bit more careful on the slabs, but there was plenty of space to place both my feet on them, and within mere minutes, I made it to the end.

On the very last slab, just as I was about to jump onto the end platform, I heard a frustrated cry from the other side of the room. The next player had opened the blue door and was facing the single pole out of reach. It must have been easy for him to assess the whole situation with so many corpses lying in the water, and a single glance was enough to see his eyes flicker through the room, trying to search for some kind of loop hole.

“Come here”, Yukinari whispered, reaching her hand out for me to take. She pulled me towards her and half-hugged me, her eyes following mine. “We don’t have to watch”, she added, but we both knew that was a lie. Neither of us could look away, and I couldn’t tell if it was the hope for that guy to survive or the morbid fascination of death that forced us to stare.

On the other side, frustration turned into anger. “Don’t look at me like that! Help me!” he shouted, but what could we have done? I knew the doors were locked from this side of the room, so we couldn’t go back and open his. And waiting for another player would be fruitless – the blue door was now locked until he got to the finish line. Hopeless.

Yukinari squeezed my shoulders harder when the guy turned back to his door, took a last breath, ran to the edge of the platform as fast as he could, and jumped. We all held our breaths and time seemed to slow down while he aimed for the pole, crossing a distance I never thought anyone would be able to jump. And then, he actually made it.

Squatting down to balance himself, he landed on the pole, breathing hard and face pulled into a grimace of concentration. I wanted to cheer for him, but he was not finished yet. Instead, he was now facing a much bigger problem: our platform was the same distance, although he had no chance to take a run this time. He frantically searched the air for anything he could hold on to, a loose wire or a piece of wood, but there was nothing. Only the corpses around him in the water, and touching them would be as lethal as touching the water.

While Yukinari finally averted her eyes, I continued to watch as he crouched down even more, pressed his heels into the pole to get as much pressure as possible, and jumped again.

It was clear from the very first second that he wouldn’t make it. Another woman from our side reached out a hand to help him while his eyes widened in panic, knowing he was about to fail, and it was the worst she could have done. In the same moment he took the offered the hand, the guy’s feet touched the surface of the water and his body twisted in shock. The electricity was conducted to the woman’s body as well, and they both fell into the water, dead within seconds.

“Stupid…” someone behind me muttered, and finally, I was able to look away.

We waited for the remaining four players to cross the trials, and none of them chose blue. Only one decided to take the yellow door, and she died at the very first obstacle. The other tree made it, and the exit opened with a feint click.

Half of the players were dead, and not a single word was spoken as we left the elementary school through a back door. I barely noticed how one of the others grabbed the single Six of Spades card that had been placed on a metal table and ran away with it. It didn’t matter who owned the cards; I knew that. The first stage would end as soon as every game type had been cleared at least once. So let him have his little trophy if it made him feel better. Right now, I wasn’t too eager for the face card games to start anyway. I wasn’t ready to lose Chishiya yet.

Yukinari breathed out heavily next to me and pulled me into a tight hug. “We made it! We’re still alive! I can almost believe it. Six more days to live in this rotten apocalypse.” She gave me a wink, adding: “I should always follow your guts. They seem to know what’s best to survive.”

I snorted. Maybe it wasn’t the best choice according to survival to accept Citizenship, but that was something I would never speak out loud in front of a normal player.

“Wanna return to the Camp?” Yukinari asked, but I shook my head. I had done enough to save her life for now.

Kicking away a stone that lay in front of me, I muttered: “I’ll look for Chishiya. He must have finished his game, too.”

“Keeping my fingers crossed that he’s made it through!”

Waving as a goodbye, we parted at the next corner. Yukinari headed for the Camp, where beer and weed would await her, and I tried to remember where I’d find the Arisugawa-no-miya Park, the location of Chishiya’s Diamonds game.

He had told me that the game would take place on a boat, since the park had a quite beautiful lake, and even though it must have took me half an hour to get there – after I’d taken the wrong turn twice – I could see the lights from the boat reflecting on the water surface. It was a beautiful sight with only the stars and moon as the other light sources and the rest of the park being completely dark. I found a bench close to the lake and sat down, kneels pulled to my chest to fight away the chilly night air, and waited.

Once in a while, I’d see shadows walking past the lit windows, but I couldn’t make out any details. It surprised me that the game took that long, and I couldn’t help but wonder if everything went alright. It was a Ten of Diamonds after all, probably the most mentally challenging game of the first stage. And most people were still new to this, so how likely was it for them to succeed?

Then again, Chishiya knew the rules and how to clear it, and he wouldn’t have chosen a game he couldn’t survive. Not if he could work towards becoming the King of Hearts in the new future.

“Oh, Shuntarou…” I muttered, “where have we gotten ourselves into?”

Inevitably I thought about the conversation we’d had with Rikki almost a week prior. She had suggested that I’d lead one of the Clubs games, since the balanced ones seemed to suit me best. I tried to imagine being one of the Face Cards. People would fear me. They would be fascinated by me, like I had been viewing the Face Cards as some kind of alien creatures. Not one of them. A monster, maybe.

I understood why Rikki felt so appealed by becoming the Queen of Spades. Having so much power over others probably felt like a drug, an addiction that made you want it more and more. And most Citizens weren’t afraid of death, at least not any longer. They knew that it’d await them eventually, and they were ready for it. Rikki was ready to be slaughtered like the King of Spades had been killed, but she planned to take hundreds of others down before that happened. The thought repelled me, but I had to acknowledge the strength that came with such a mindset.

And the more I thought about it, the more I was sure that I was not ready yet.

Before I could think about this any longer, I noticed the boat had started to move towards the shore. Finally, the game must have come to an end, and I got up as a ramp was led down and the first players started to exit.

Their faces were mostly hidden in the darkness, but the air around them was tense. Spending hours in such a hard game must have been exhausting, and it was easy to imagine the relief of having ten days of rest now.

And then, being the last person to leave the boat, Chishiya strolled towards me with his hands tucked in his pockets, a sly smirk on his face. As soon as he was close enough, I threw myself into his arms and buried my face in the fabric of his hoodie. Chishiya’s hand moved to my hair, ruffling it softly with a chuckle.

“Missed me?”

“You have no idea.”

I took a few seconds to simply stay there before I felt ready to step back, looking into his moonlit face, smug as always. “That must have been hours! What did you do, stall the game to torture the other players?”

“Got me there. Whoops.” His grin grew even wider, and it was still there after I pulled his face to me for a quick kiss.

Reaching for his hand, we both started to walk, and I let Chishiya direct the way since he’d know better where to go. “You’re an asshole, do you know that?”

He squeezed my hand, muttering: “Oh, I’m perfectly aware.”

I almost asked about his game, but somehow the silence felt too comfortable and it would have probably caused me a headache anyway. And I knew that Chishiya wouldn’t be interested in the Six of Spades, since he had briefly scanned the layout back in the hotel and knew everything that was of interest for him.

Instead I listened to the sounds around us, of animals scurrying through the bushes and the shadows of bats hiding the moon for split seconds. The moon was just bright enough to light the path in front of our feet, and when the lasers appeared on the sky this night, I didn’t even flinch. Chishiya noticed, giving me a quick glance with a raised eyebrow, but he remained silent.

He didn’t pull away his hand when we entered the hotel, where I had to blink several times to adjust to the bright lights. Many people were still awake, lots of them just coming back from games, others still eating or talking together, recalling the games of the day.

It made me proud that Chishiya didn’t bother all those people seeing us holding hands as we walked to his room, and no comment came from him when I slipped out of my shoes and jeans and into one of his shirts. No reminder that snoring and excessive cuddling were forbidden here, or that I shouldn’t steal all of his clothes.

I crawled under the blanket, waiting for it to get warm, while I watched Chishiya put off anything but his shirt and boxers. He eventually joined me, and it immediately became much more comfortable, so I couldn’t resist snuggling up to him.

“You didn’t brush your teeth”, he muttered dryly, and his unfazed voice made me laugh.

I kissed his skin and closed my eyes with a smile. “Neither did you.”

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

Special | Various Yan!AIB x Citizen!Reader |

Summary: Turns out you were a King/Queen all along. How does the different Yandere reacts to this ?

Warnings: Canon violence - Blood - Death - Banda its a warning - Slight Angst - Reader its double faced on this one - Role means YOUR role.

♡ Chishiya

Role: King/Queen of Diamonds

Chishiya had to keep a poker face when it was revealed at the start of the game that was you who was the one behind it. Why was he so suprised ? Because when you were with him you were just dumb and naive. A perfect play thing for him to enjoy manipulating and having control over. Big was his suprise when it turns out you were playing him all along.

How does he feel ? Besides the suprise he is PROUD. Proud of your wit and ability to just hide your true self. Even from him. If anything this makes him even more fixated on you.

♡ Arisu

Role: King/Queen of Hearts.

Arisu its destroyed. Not only because it was a game of hearts what caused his Friends death at the start of this. But because he feels used by you. Yes he did act like a lost puppy and did gashlight you on you being with him...

But still! He finds it unfair. Even more when you tell him up front you never loved him and knew from the start that he was a stalker and desesperated for love.

♡ Tatta

Role: King/Queen of Clubs.

Tatta its destroyed. Not only because its a game of teams. But because you ditched him on it and later revealed that you were the mastermind behind it. That if it was not for you he would not have survived this long. That you let him believe he was the one protecting you and being the one in control when in reality it was you all along. He is too broken to respond even if he knew that his actions were bad all along.

♡ Karube

Role: King/Queen of Spades.

Anger. He is so angry that you played like that when he was the one who was supposed to keep you on a short leash and be the one to manipulate you. He feels shame too because on other games of Spades you would relay on him (something he loved) but turns out you were able to defend yourself all this time and you just used him for your own fun.

♡ Banda Sunato

Role: King/Queen of Hearts

HE IS IN LOVE EVEN MORE. Now Banda was lowkey suspicious of you. Not because you did something to reveal yourself. But because you were never truly afraid to die in other games. Yes he did put himself in danger for you because if you were going to suffer it was going to be by his hand alone and not others. And he did cause you lots of trauma. But you never seemed truly broken. Something he liked, means more time with you and more fun.

But now ? After the poison took over his body and he sees you on top of him with a smirk as his life fades away ? He is not sure if he is seeing an angel or demon, but he loves it. Dies with a bloody smile.

♡ Niragi

Role: King/Queen of Diamonds

Turns out Niragi its intelligent and captable. Thats why he picks this one to take down. And he knows you wont be in the game because these are not your strong point.

So then why are you there ? And even worse, why are you standing so proud ? And and not with the same fear you always carried on these ?

When the truth is revealed he is broken. Memories of his past would fill his mind since he was used to be lied to for the fun of others and thats the case with you too. You did like his protection and nights of passion together. But all good things must come to an end.

♡ Aguni

Role: King/Queen of Spades

Aguni its confident he can protect you at any game. But this ones are his speciallity so he takes you with him. Only to discover it was you all along. He is angry, sad and feels like he was stabbed on the back. He is not sure how to go on. Worse if its only you two at the end and only one can survive. He may have a long talk with you were he also discovers that you knew he kept being a obsessive man towards you and did terrible things. Who lives and who dies will depend on how bad Aguni ends feeling...

♡ Yaba Oki

Role: King/Queen of Clubs

While he is not team player he finds it the easier game since he can keep you at his side all the time just like he likes it.

When he discovers you are the mastermind he is amused by it and may even give you a round of claps for playing him so well all these days when he thought he was the one playing you.

♡ Kuzuryu

Role: King/Queen of Hearts

Ah, he knew from the start what type of terrible mastermind you were. He was atracted to it. You are so cruel and sweet at the same time. You showed him a big duality and its enamored by it. He is not sure what he finds more endearing, if your creative games were players loses their life and there are not real winners since you let them with trauma for life. Or your soft self that only he gets to see, both parts are real at the end of the day.

[heartmilheart]

squid game and AIB talk

"Ann/Arisu/Chishiya would immediately know that 001 is the frontman!" No, they wouldn't. They could be a bit suspicious but they couldn't know for sure. Nobody knew Mira was the queen of hearts (a citizen) before it was revealed. Chishiya didn't know Kuzuryu was the king of diamonds (a citizen) before he saw him again. From the pov of an unaware Squid Game character, 001 wasn't even suspicious at all, expect for Jungbae towards the end but even he wasn't suspicious, just scared because he saw 001 ki.ll someone in front of him. From the pov of an unaware Alice In Borderland character (specifically the ones at the beach), Mira and Kuzuryu weren't suspicious as far as we know.

They aren't some kind of geniuses with spheres that tell them the future.

"Chishiya would laugh at Squid Games" / "Chishiya would complete all Squid Games with his hands in his pocket" did the people saying these things forget that squid games isn't about being smart? There's teamwork which is a skill Chishiya lacks. There's lights out which is a fight and I doubt Chishiya can fight, especially without any taser or anything that he can make with random material he finds, which he can't find in the Squid Games.

"(insert any character except Yaba and Banda) is the joker!!" These theories sound so strange, like the "Min-su / Dae-ho is vip!" theories.

Arisu: left the borderlands and he couldn't ki.ll people

Usagi: left the borderlands and that's extremely unlikely, I like the "Usagi will betray Arisu" things but I cannot believe them at all because it wouldn't make sense.

Kuina/Ann/Heiya: left the borderlands and I doubt she would do it

Chishiya: left the borderlands, season 1 him kind off could've had the emotional ability but he changed for the better.

Niragi: he has the emotional ability and the skills to ki.ll people, but he left the borderlands

(Any character that's dead): They're de.ad.

Usagi's dad: I can't believe I've seen this more than once, he's d.ead. Some people to prove this theory say "Maybe he actually went to the borderlands" if he did he is already de.ad or would've been shown already.

Edit: I forgot about Aguni

Aguni: he left the borderlands and I'm pretty sure he would hate k.illing innocent people for no reason because he hated when Hatter k.illed people at the beach because he saw them as traitors even if they only hid some cards from him.

[gothiclantern]

So I was on the alice in borderland tag and I saw someone mention how chishiya from AIB and nagito from danginronpa v2 are very similar. So I decided to see which character match up the best. ALSO, potential spoilers for both series!!!!

So obviously first up is Arisu and Hajime. Besides being the main character of their respective series, both struggle with hopelessness and despair (tehe). They also are pathetic wet cats that get hit on/ shipped with everyone. Also I find it weird that Chishiya and Arisus photos switched suits? So Arisu has a diamond and Chishiya has hearts. Just find it strange.

Secondly, Usagi and Chiaki. Both share rabbit/ bunny homages with Usagi’s name literally meaning rabbit and Chiakis connection to Monomi. Both also act as the main female protagonist/ love interest. Also are frequently hated on for “getting in the way” of the main mlm ship (Hajime/Nagito & Arisu/Chishiya)

And these bitches. Other than having the crustiest most nasty bleached hair/ wig. Both are the lucky/genius character often found in Japanese media. I honestly hate the archetype so much because wdym Chishiya survived solitary confinement by GUESSING his suit. Anyways, both are the main male character shipped with the male protagonist . Could also argue that both are antagonists.

Another pretty easy one, Tatta and Kazuichi. Other than them both being mechanics, they struggle with being very jumpy and coward like, and are frequently bullied by the other members (niragi/ Hiyoko) in the end both end up being brave and overcome their fear to win the king of clubs game/ defeat Junko enoshima. Also they did my boy Tatta dirty because why doesn’t he have a official picture

Now this one I have to explain a little more. Despite already having an established character named Akane . I felt as though kuinas fighting style/personality fit Akane better. I don’t know much about Alana’s backstory, I feel as though both her and Kuina feel a need to prove their strength and independence. Also both are divas <3

——Part 2 coming soon

[put-me-on-a-hitlist]

I WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT YOUR AIB DR 😼

-Did you also added hawks and dabi to this dr?

-What kind of games do you specialize in? (for example my drself in hearts and diamonds :p)

-In which figure card games will you play?

-If you added hawks and dabi in this dr, you meet them before or in games?

-What your drself life was before the game?

AAAA HIII YES OKAY

It’s actually been a long time since I’ve been fixated on my Alice in borderland dr.

- This dr is currently being completely renovated to add Touya and Keigo because originally they weren’t in it. I’m not going to be making a lot of changes since I will be shifting there with them and I want their input for how they want it <3

- I specialize in hearts and diamonds. I’m not good at spades though (I hate exercise)

- ah so I am an attention whore and want to be the main character so I have a lot of games scripted (twenty total). Of the face games I have: Jack of hearts, king of hearts, Jack of diamonds, queen of diamonds, king of diamonds, Jack of clubs, queen of clubs, and king of spades. This is subject to change though depending on what Touya and Keigo want.

- most likely we will probably meet in the games because ✨ yes ✨

- I actually didn’t have a lot scripted about my life before the games even before I decided to add Touya and Keigo. I’m mostly just a student with no will to live (because I love abusing myself in every reality because I fucking hate myself /hj)

Anyways thank you sm for the ask this actually made my day I forgot how much I love this dr <3

[reddamselette]

rewatching aib and i’m just thinking abt valgrace in it.

whoever doesn’t know what aib is: alice in borderland is a japanese drama where the characters have to play games in order to survive. these games are based off playing cards meaning that each suit is a different type of game (spades - physical, diamonds - wit, etc) and the number of the card determines difficulty (face cards like king and queen are inherently much, much more difficult than a card of 2 or 7). not to mention that players can also just chill and relax until their visas are up. if they fail to play a game beforehand, boom they die. and last but not least about the games; players don’t know what type it will be until registration is closed. basically the gist of what aib is.

but anyway. valgrace.

i definitely think they wouldn’t have met until they entered the borderlands. maybe it was during a game or even in passing but they meet.

and while they both have extraordinary skills depending on who they were before entering the borderlands, leo would be extremely well-versed in diamond games while jason excels at spades games.

so the way i’m thinking is that if they were to meet in a game, it would probably be one of those or even a club game (because clubs are teamwork games and hearts games genuinely play with your heart). so they meet and all in all, they end up working together—protecting one another, picking up what the other lacks, bouncing off of each other’s capabilities pretty much.

and they spend a lot of time together after that, possibly even meeting the others like percy or piper or nico. but it just doesn’t last.

because the universe will never let them love each other and live. so jason loses leo in a hearts game and he’s fucking devastated. and the thing is—this is a spoiler but i mean come on, aib has been out since 2020 i think—is that after they return to the real world, it doesn’t even matter. because jason doesn’t remember anything about the borderlands but there’s always that emptiness in him. and he doesn’t know what it is or what it could be.

which then brings me to the next drama.

squid games.

jason would still lose leo before inevitably dying himself. remember that marble game with saebyeok and jiyeong? yeah. leo would sacrifice himself, he would thank jason for playing with him, for talking about getting out together and making their plans that are nothing but a pipe dream. and just like saebyeok, jason dies later on.

it’s always going to be unfair. they’ll never be able to love each other and grow old together because it’s simply impossible. they’re not allowed to.

i just think that no matter what universe it is, valgrace will never completely have eachother. they’re just so fucking doomed. and i love them for that.

[arichishiya]

Community Characters as AIB Face Cards

MAIN CHARACTERS:

Jeff Winger - King of Hearts/Spades

Britta Perry - Queen of Clubs

Annie Edison - Queen of Hearts/Diamonds

Abed Nadir - King of Diamonds

Troy Barnes - King of Clubs

Shirley Bennett - Queen of Diamonds/Hearts

Pierce Hawthorne - Jack of Spades

Ben Chang - Jack of Hearts/Spades

Dean Pelton - Jack of Clubs

Frankie Dart - Queen of Diamonds

Elroy Patashnik - King of Diamonds

Buzz Hickey - King of Spades

SIDE CHARACTERS:

Vice Dean Robert Laybourne - King of Hearts

Fat Neil - Jack of Clubs

Vickey - Queen of Spades

Starburns (Alex) - Jack of Hearts

Annie Kim - Queen of Diamonds/Hearts

Garrett Lambert - Jack of Clubs

Pavel - Jack of Clubs

Gilbert Lawson - Jack of Diamonds

Michelle Slater - Queen of Diamonds

Ian Duncan - Jack of Hearts

Leonard Rodriguez - Jack of Spades

Vaughn Miller - Jack of Clubs

Rich Stephenson - Jack of Hearts/Diamonds

Alan Connor - Jack of Hearts

Eustice Whitman - Jack of Clubs

Jeremy Simmons - Jack of Diamonds

Magnitude - Jack of Clubs

Marshall Kane - King of Spades

Professor Cligoris - Jack of Diamonds

Rick (Subway/Honda) - Jack of Hearts

Dean Spreck - King of Hearts

[thecheshireprincess]

OKAY but what if you were kuzuryu's child and he like disappeared while on a work-related trip months before the accident in shibuya

you end up finding him at the beach in the borderlands and you're like wowwwww okay this is great! reunited! with! dad!

and then you have to face him as the king of diamonds and you're like wowwwwww okay this is fucked!

*sigh* sad ending to that one 🫠

[cadaverschaoss]

Cadaver's Muses

Aib:

Aguni Morizono (canon)

Kasumi Niragi (OC)

Last Boss (canon)

Kiyomo, queen of diamonds (oc)

Misaki, The Joker (oc)

Uta, Team King Of Clubs (canon)

Yumiko, Last Boss Little Sister (oc)

[saby-chan]

I just love the weird inconsistencies between the manga and the show, makes for the funniest discoveries sometimes.:))) Like this one, if I remember correctly, in the show there was a big deal about how Kuzuryu was touched by Arisu’s actions during the Witch Hunt, meanwhile in the manga, my dude be out and about after like what, 2-3 chapters into the arc?XD He upped and left right after Hatter’s death like nothing ever happened.

[justasidememeaccount]

[nightvyre]

"does this life has a value ? or does it not ? you yourself get to decide." - chishiya shuntarō

Alice in Borderland (manga x adaptation parallel)