#at least niragi won't get cold

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

♠️ Being found in the Borderlands all by your own. ♠️

Summary: You have already been in the Borderlands for a few days and are familiar with the essential components. After a game, you've lost everyone you had a good bond with. You are the only one who was able to survive. Physically and mentally injured, you sit on the side of the road in the middle of the destroyed and desolate Shibuya district. Ready to drop everything - ready to give up - you'll be found by new players who may or may not have the willingness to help you back up when you've fallen so far.

Characters: Arisu, Chishiya & Niragi.

POV: gn!reader

Warnings: Threats, Weapon (Gun)

A r i s u

The sight of you reminds him a little of himself. He knows the look on your face when you stare in the middle of the void and don't make any effort to move from the spot, even though you know exactly how dangerous it is to just stay in one place and do nothing. When Arisu finds you, he immediately knows what's going on inside you, which is why he's already determined to help you in some way. The problem is that he doesn't know how to help you, considering he doesn't even know how to help himself.

And yet he dares to come to you after a moment's hesitation. Slowly, so you don't think he's trying to hurt you, but… even that wouldn't matter to you at that moment.

At least you don't even dare to look at him. You could say that your self-protection mechanism has left you completely. You're not afraid. No grief. Just… well, what do you feel? Nothing. Actually, it's just an oppressive void.

"I like to be part of someone else's suffering."

With these words, Arisu manages to draw your attention to him. He may get a confused, almost bewildered look from you, but it's worth it to him right now.

"All right, you don't have to say anything. Let's just… let's just sit here together for a little while and look into the distance. And if you need someone to talk to, then ... I'll be here."

What a strange guy, you think.

Still ... it's quite nice gesture, of course.

C h i s h i y a

Just on the way to the next game, Chishiya meets you. He actually had better things to do than take care of you, which is why he didn't want to pay attention to you at all, but he finds it strange that you don't respond to anything.

He's just a few feet in front of you and you're looking right at him. His gaze is focused on you, you don't react. He speaks to you with a "Hard Game Finished?" but you sit silently on your spot and don't even make the slightest attempt to give him an answer. Nonsense. Apparently, you didn't even hear him. What if he waves? You're still not moving.

That eventually makes him come over to you, just to see if you're at least reacting to it. It's sad to say nothing's happening here either. Only when he squats in front of you and looks straight into your eyes, do you at least give the reaction of you to move your eyes so that you don't look straight into his. Eye contact has never been your strength.

"Pale. Slight tremor. Indifference."

He doesn't care if you listen to him at all, but the fact is, he's going to have to give up the upcoming game after all.

"A slight shock, it looks like."

Without thinking about it, he sits down on the stony, cold floor, inspecting the wound in your face while keeping a healthy distance from you.

"I can stitch the wound when you come back to reality."

Why is he even telling you this? He'll have to start smiling about it himself. There won't be any feedback from you either way.

"It's okay", he says, "I have time."

N i r a g i

Most people who know him know how impulsive and violent Niragi can be, but as far as you're concerned, you have absolutely no clue. You didn't even mean for him to trip over your legs. You just sit on the floor and try to deal with the straightforward experience somehow. Forget the pictures of your comrades being brutally murdered. But now you are being prevented from doing so by being all the time riddled with a psycho, one might say, whom you have never even seen before in your life.

Normally, you'd apologize for what happened. I don't care if it was really your fault or not. As long as they leave you alone and go back on their way. And if there weren't any excuses, you'd at least take your legs and just walk away to get out of the situation.

Today, however, it is different. You let the curse and the provocation come upon you. Insults pass you by and don't interest you in the slightest. This, however, makes everything feel even worse. Don't you always say you shouldn't get involved with people like that? That you should just ignore them because then they'd stop harassing you? After all, it should be boring to just give monologues at some point, right? Not with Niragi, who will eventually point his gun at you, threatening to kill you if you continue to ignore him.

"Do it," you whisper softly to yourself, which is more than just serious. "Kill me," you continue, "there's nothing keeping me here any more…"

That's where you finally turn to the unknown, whom you have taken out of concept with these words.

He lowers his gun slowly and only looks at you with irritation. Did you really just say that? Did you really just give him permission to kill you with his own hands? To shoot you down?

"Wow."

Even him makes this speechless.

"Looks like someone's already done with their life."

Without saying anything else, he looks down at you in disgust, holding the gun loosely with both of his hands again, before only a bored "Hm" comes over him.

"Freak", he says, leaving you alone from now on.

Luck in unhappiness, you think ...

[sharpsuite]

Send “NO” to pin my muse against the wall to PROTECT THEM / niragi to chishi ..

↳ REASONS TO PIN MY MUSE

↳ Send “NO” to pin my muse against the wall to PROTECT THEM

It's not OFTEN they end up in the same game, but tonight is one of those rare cases where it happens. Namely made clear by the fact Chishiya holds up his numbered group with a cheshire cat grin just to annoy Niragi. He's at least kind enough to NOT say anything in the car on the ride over. He tunes out the sounds of the other people talking and breaks from the group as soon as possible. Which is standard. He usually slips off on his own as soon as possible and disappears till near the end. UNFORTUNATELY, this game didn't really allow for it. Or rather, it did, but the stupidity of others had sabotaged it. He'd been just fine until some girl went running in his direction down one of the walkways, blindly screaming and sobbing and drawing attention. No moving when spotlights are on you.

. Physical activity was not his forte but the approaching danger is enough to get him bolting out of his spot like an animal driven out by a forest fire. He doesn't expect a hand to suddenly reach out from one of the other paths along the edge and grab him, yanking him in a new direction. If he FLINCHES, it's just from surprise. Certainly not because of the feeling of someone unknown touching him.

He knows better than to make a sound though. Even when his back hits the wall and there's a body keeping him pinned against it, he keeps his mouth shut. What almost breaks his silence is the moment he realizes just WHO is protecting him. There's NO universe in which Chishiya wouldn't recognize that shirt or rifle even before he sees the face. Why? Niragi could so easily use the game as an excuse to get rid of him. No one would likely question it that much. So why had - ? The thought is left UNFINISHED as he hears a sharp scream and the collapse of metal - and the telltale splashing of her and hungry crocodiles below. The suddenly silence is expected ; and he has NO SYMPATHY for her. Well, people always did say the waterway levels in games were the hardest and that's exactly what this felt like. Or so he's heard; he doesn't play video games.

The sound of blood rushing in his ears is deafening. Logically, he knows this will only last for only FIFTEEN seconds. It feels like eternity when he's got cold stone digging into his back and Niragi in front keeping them safe from spotlight and risk of being sent into the water below. He doesn't fight or try to escape Niragi's hold; contrarily, some of the tension before seemed to have left the moment he realized WHO it was. But it's weird to feel the warmth of someone else's touch, much less being fully pinned against a wall. If it weren't for the danger, he's sure it'd scatter his thoughts. Maybe it does because this doesn't make any sense. Chishiya HATES when he doesn't understand, when things don't make sense and his control over a situation feels shaky at best.

The immediate danger fades as the spotlights turn off, leaving only the background lights on again. His head falls forward, forehead briefly resting against Niragi's chest for a few seconds while he catches his breath and tries to make sure his legs won't give out the moment he moves. They feel like they might. He does not choose to think about his allowance of himself to do that or the warmth.

He knows what he should say. That doesn't make it any less difficult because he's CERTAIN it's going to go to Niragi's head. It's easier like this with his face hidden than looking at him though. "...Thanks. " He manages to push out the word, despite the displeasure that comes with acknowledging his momentary reliance on someone else and the loss of control that entails.

Now is no time to be pondering he Whys or details of the situation. He shoves that all away to be unpacked ( or ignored for as long as possible ) for some other time. There's a game and they've got ten minutes left. When his head lifts, its with his usual confident, cunning look and casual delivery of CRUCIAL information. " I've figured out which of the elevators is the one to get out. We just need to get to it. " His eyes flick towards the rifle and then to Niragi. " Do you still have ammo? There's no rule about not shooting the spotlights. " He knows the gun holds 30 bullets, but whose to say Niragi hadn't used a good number of them? Hopefully there's at least enough for this plan. He offers a more TYPICAL look of vague amusement despite the fact he's still pinned. " Who knew there would be a day I was GLAD you and your rifle were around? Makes this much easier. "

/ @crue11

[aceofspadegrass]

Hey, so…I’m…

🥺

👉👈

My pet isn’t feeling ok and has to go to the emergency vet early in the morning.

Could you maybe please draw or write something for me to look at? I’m probably not going to sleep too well and it sure would help if I wake up with worry 🥺

Cat Cuddle Party

Characters Niragi Suguru, Last Boss, Cabot, Chishiya Shuntaro

Genre: Fluff. It's a Cat Cuddle Party. :D

1k words

Have a little pet fic then! A little comfort in the form of cats. A lot of cats. I hope your pet will be alright. Give them space pats courtesy of me. :(

Niragi wakes up to the sound of something shuffling about in the darkness of his room with only the sunrise filtering through the window to grant him any form of vision, and something bumping against his leg right beneath the blanket that covered him. He grumbles, sliding his hand down to see if he could locate what was possibly nudging him. Skin meets fur, and a gentle nuzzle against his hand, Niragi yawning and shifting his body downwards to cup his hand around the body, carefully pulling them out into the open.

Cabot meows, and pads up to Niragi’s face, pawing at his cheek. Niragi didn’t have the time or the mental ability to react fast enough when Cabot decided his face was a great place to plop her body on top of, Niragi letting out a slight huff, pushing the cat off of his nose and mouth. She remains on his eyes on forehead, almost spilling over, but she purrs in content despite it all.

“ Good morning, Cabot. Why are you in here.” Cabot says nothing, continuing to purr in content. There was movement below Niragi, off to his left, Niragi focusing on it as the noise quiets before he feels a rather hefty weight suddenly plop onto his legs, Niragi tensing and nearly kicking it off if he didn’t recognize the soft yet absolutely hilarious noise of his own cat Catra alerting him to her presence.

“ Morning to you too, Catra.” Niragi mutters, cat on both his face and covering his legs. Catra was not that heavy, so Niragi could handle her making his legs her personal couch. He didn’t feel like getting up at the moment, and the warmth both cats were emitting were almost enough to make him fall back asleep.

Well, he almost did, if he didn’t hear the door to his room opening. Niragi sits up, Cabot flopping off like a pancake dropped off a table. Niragi quietly mutters an apology to her, Cabot meowing and getting comfortable back on top of Niragi, just now on his lap rather than his head. The black bean waffle in the room looks over at the door, and standing there was Last Boss, in complete silence, staring back at Niragi.

Niragi squints with one eye and lightly tilts his head, Last Boss slowly blinking and shutting the door behind him. “ You here for your cat?” Niragi lightly taps the top of Cabot’s head, Cabot taking it in stride as she was squished. Last Boss only shakes his head, coming closer to Niragi. Now that he was closer, Niragi notices the blanket he was dragging behind him, a simple black one. Niragi says nothing as he watches Last Boss shuffle into his room, past the edge of his bed, and over to the other side. His eyebrow raises as Last Boss simply stands there on the opposite side of his bed, staring directly at him without a single word uttered out of the chocolate swirl ice cream man.

“…. What the fuck do you want.”

No response. Last Boss stands there with blanket in hand, Cabot staring at her owner but not relenting her spot on Niragi, making biscuits on his leg. Niragi was slowly getting more and more confused on what the heck was even going on, but he wasn’t really caring at the moment, laying back down without care of a person in his room for reasons unknown to him. Well, reasons unknown until suddenly his bed dips, and Niragi turns his attention back to a now horizontal birch wood of a man on his bed, Last Boss facing the ceiling. Niragi isn’t actually sure if Last Boss blinked the entire time he’s been here, but then again he thought Last Boss always looked like he’s seen some shit at all hours of the day.

He might’ve. Niragi has no idea what Last Boss does when Niragi doesn’t hang out with him. Maybe he tries to win staring contests in his off time.

Back to now though. Niragi nudges Last Boss, and he looks at the humanoid coal man, Niragi staring at Last Boss with narrowed eyes.

“ The hell do you think you’re doing.”

“…. Laying down.” “ Well obviously, you fucking bar of soap. I’m asking why.”

Last Boss blinks slowly, then points past Niragi. “ He said it was a cat party in your room.” “ What-“ Niragi starts, but he is cut off then another weight plops onto his body, more so on his stomach than the legs where Catra remains, and it wasn’t Cabot either, who had hopped off to again lay closer to Niragi’s head. No, this one was heavier, and way longer, Niragi turning his head back to the front only to see Chishiya laying across him, torso to torso, his face planted into the crevice just between Niragi and Last Boss. “ Oi, what the hell are you doing here, you fuck?! How did you get in?!” Niragi demands, and Chishiya very slowly lifts his head up, and again lethargically turning his udon body so he could stare at Niragi with a blank smile.

“ Laying on you because it seems you make a good source of heat.” Chishiya tilts his head in the direction of Catra, then over in Cabot’s direction.

“ Get the hell out of my room!” Chishiya only hums, then resettles himself on top of Niragi comfortably, letting out a short sigh. Niragi couldn’t kick him away, as Catra had his legs locked down, and even a few pushes by his hands didn’t duo the trick either, Chishiya stubbornly laying on him like a poorly constructed two person Jenga.

Niragi huffs in mild annoyance, but the gentle purrs of Cabot and the odd noise from Catra calms him by a little, Niragi swinging an arm to cover his eyes.

“ Fine. Whatever. I’m going back to sleep, it’s only sunrise and I’m still too tired to deal with this.” The only response he gets is more purrs, a slight hum of acknowledgement, and what sounded like Last Boss lightly snoring from besides him.

A weird start to his day, really. But Niragi didn’t want to dwell on it right now. Later on he can get Chishiya back for whatever the heck this was. Last Boss too, just because Niragi was feeling like it. Right now? Cat cuddle party.

[devinescribe]

Loving You Is A Nightmare

Chapter 17 of '100 Promises'

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So sorry about my absences guys :( life is crazy right now

The next morning, you woke up. Your bed was empty and you smiled. At least he had stayed until you fell asleep. You got out of bed with a yawn. You stretched out, heading to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

You brushed your teeth, fixed your hair, and smiled at your reflection.

You got your clothes out for the day, finally feeling a bit better.

Getting dressed and ready was something you hadn't done in so long. But it felt so nice.

Chishiya had made sure you took a shower the night prior, so it wasn't necessary to take another one this morning.

You grabbed your riffle, walking out of the room. It was still pretty early, and not many people were up. Good. It was quiet. You knew that at least three people were up for sure. Last Boss, Aguni, and Niragi. Chishiya was always hit or miss.

It was suply run day however, so you would think the militals were up.

They weren't. You walked into the meeting room with a smile. "Goodmorning," you chirped. "Well you're awfully chipper this morning aren't you?" Last Boss teased. You laughed, and shook your head. "I dunno. Guess I am. Feels good to feel good," you said. You looked around the room. Last Boss, Aguni, Niragi, and two other militals in the room. Everyone else was either sleeping or black out drunk. Maybe one or two drowned in the pool. You never knew with the people at the beach.

"If more people don't arrive soon, we'll just leave. It's pointless waiting around for things you know won't come," Aguni stated. "Looks like we'll have some people to punish. Isn't that right (N/N)?" Niragi snickered. How could he act like he'd even talked to you the past week? Was he just going to avoid the topic, hoping you'd forget? "Yeah, guess we will," you responded with a small laugh. You couldn't ignore him. You couldn't. Your body would be in physical pain if you did. 

Why were you so dependent on him?

A few other people showed up, so you all decided to go.

You woke up feeling warmth besides you. You opened your eyes to see it was Niragi. What happened the night prior came back to you, and you smiled. Going back to sleep had never been easier. He held you tighter, telling you he was awake. It was still dark outside, letting you know it had only been a few hours. You closed your eyes, letting yourself fall back asleep.

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Walking around the desolate Tokyo was fun. Last Boss and yourself raided book shops and found a candy store. "Do you think we'll get in trouble?" You asked, stuffing more stuff into your bag. "No. Why would we?" Last Boss said, watching you arrange things.

You shrugged, getting up from the floor, and slinging your bag over your shoulder.

You followed the tattooed man out of the store, the wind blowing slightly. The wind blew your hair out of your face, and you just noticed your ponytail wasn't in anymore. You turned around, looking for the culprit. You were paranoid about this kind of thing. Your hair was less grabbable when it was up. You took pride in your beautiful (curls/waves/braids/ whatever you want to say), but when you went out, you always had it up. Especially for supply runs. You never could leave it down.

When you turned around, you saw Niragi standing behind you. "Hello seems I've taken something of yours. Do you want it back?" He asked with a teasing smile.

What could you do to get out of such a frustrating situation?

...

"No, not really."

And you walked off with Last Boss.

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You hugged him tightly as the boys screamed profanities at both of you. Tears were being held back, threatening to fall., and the cold snow melting into your clothes. The wind seemed to bite into your skin, making you shiver. "Such a fucking dependant slut. Bet you've fucked him so many times that is the only reason he stays with you," one of them taunted.

That actually hurt.

What if he was telling the truth? You couldn't bring yourself to think that, especially of Niragi.

"That's not... It's not true," you stated, looking up at the boys surrounding you two. "I'm sorry that you've never had anyone who actually cares about you, but people stay with people outside of sexual things. Maybe all you've ever had are fake friends and pity fucks, but I am not going to let you push me around and call me those names," you said, getting angrier by the minute. You hated this. Why didn't you stand up for yourself more? "You bitch," one of them laughed menacingly. "You say bitch like its a bad thing," you said, standing up, pulling Niragi with you. "We are leaving, and if you follow us, just know that I know exactly how to bring you down."

That was all you said as you walked away with Niragi. The farther you got from that bridge, the less tense you felt.

He grabbed your hand and squeezed it tightly. "You were so badass back there," he muttered. The street back to your houses was incredibly empty. The snow crunched under your feet, and you sighed.

The quiet was undeniably somber. Like you two had just been to a funeral. "I'm heading to the treehouse..." you mumbled, letting go of his hand. He stood, shocked by this, watching you walk away in the cold. He ran, catching up to you. He grabbed your hand, pulling you into a hug. "No... let's head to your favorite cafe. You're not going to be alone right now. I know how you get around Christmas. The last thing you need is to be alone."

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"Like, who the hell does he think he is?!" You shouted in frustration, throwing your shoes against the wall of your hotel room. You quickly got rid of your jacket, throwing it into the corner of your room. "Hmmm... a cocky asshole?" The blonde man said, a lazy smile on his face as he stretched out onto your bed. You stopped pacing around the room, and sighed heavily. "I thought I would hate staying away from him... but I don't. Not right now. The six months he was gone were hell on Earth. I didn't think life was real. But this is different," you stated, flopping onto your bed, your waist crushing Chishiya's stomach. You heard an "oof" but nothing else, as his hand made its way to your waist. His hands were so cold, it made goosebumps rise on your skin.

"Sorry for ranting..."

A silence filled the room. He was thinking. How did he respond to that? Did he even respond? Why did he feel bad?

"It's... it's ok."

His words made you smile.

"Hey... (Y/N).... you have so many nicknames for Niragi... do... nevermind," he started, not finishing due to embarrassment. You sat up, and positioned yourself to lay next to him.

"What? You can say it," you said softly.

"I... do you have nicknames for me?"

His ears turned pink at these words leaving his mouth.

"I never thought you'd want some... but I can give you one or two if you'd like," you smiled. "I'd... I think I'd like that," he said.

It was unusual to see the usually apathetic man being soft with you.

You saw his eyes shut and open again.

"Tired?" You questioned, running your hand through his blonde hair. He flinched at the initial touch, grabbing your wrist tightly. You felt his hand shake slightly, and understood immediately. "Sorry... But you can go to bed," you said kindly.

Of course you understood. Why wouldn't you?

He laughed quietly, leaning into the touch of your hand, letting your wrist go. It made you smile.

Maybe Chishiya wasn't so bad.

"Well... goodnight Shi-Shi~" you cooed.

"What the hell are you doing in here?!"

Sorry updates are so slow :( I've really been trying to balance my life out and with semester finals coming up, I'll be really busy, so please don't yell at me-

[wellfell]

 there are some reactions acceptable to show to the way he laughs and jokes about the stench of death , yet akina decides none of them could please him at the moment . therefore silence sits on the tip of her tongue , cold fingers briefly pinch her nose in a useless way to get rid of the smell at least for a brief second . his attempt to make it feel better was in vain , yet the weird laughter that comes after it makes akina's chest raise with a deep intake of breath ; there , a small smile . her steps echo through the halls from behind him , rubbing one arm as she looks around for clues . big buildings always make her nervous , it feels like there's so little place to hide when the area is this big . ❛ aren't you so kind to me , niragi . ❜ comes her quiet voice at last , letting him stand behind her as she leans over to grab a phone . ' please wait ' . right , clubs , it seems they won't be relying on niragi's rifle tonight again .

 something she's been eyeing ever since she arrived here , he never put it down , he's not pointed it at her yet . lucky little akina . it takes a few minutes for the phones to declare what game they were playing , and akina immediately frowns . ' kagome kagome ' . ❛ i've played this game . . . ❜ she says quietly while she stares at the phone , but the sweet voice around them keeps describing it to the players . one of the players stare at her with hopeful eyes , it wasn't helping with the way it tried to explain what the game was about . she catches his attention with a brief tug on his shirt , and hurriedly explains . ❛ they'll blindfold you , and they'll sing a song , when it stops , you'll have to name the people inside the room you're blindfolded in . ❜ the trick was that whatever the game master was telling them , sounded too complicated and others looked lost . ' please , put the blindfolds on ' . the doors around them lock . she hands him the blindfolds . metallic , cold , sounds like it'll be blowing his brains up if he gets it wrong . ❛ stand close to me , you can recognize my voice , right ? if you say my name , i think the game will kill others . everyone - but us . ❜

@rahge​ said:  ❛  Someone’s flesh is rotting tonight ❜ from this

There was a method to his madness, and it was a complicated mess of neurons firing upon neurons as they worked through every possible scenario that could unfold once they stepped foot inside the remnants of the abandoned factory that had been chosen as their game location for the evening. There were a million different things that could be said about Niragi, but methodical wasn’t one of them. He was a spur of the moment kind of guy, impulse made flesh, so the method in his madness was often haphazard and ill-thought out, but tonight…

Tonight, was different.

Tonight, something was wrong.

“As long as it’s not ours,” he spoke drolly, almost as if he wasn’t the least bit concerned that she might be right. Weapon casually resting against his shoulder, he paused his steps long enough to get a read on the building in front of them. Three stories. Dark. Boarded up. Undeniable stench of death. Check. All the things that made walking into it like something seen in a horror movie. “They processed fish here. That’s probably what you smell.”

It wasn’t. But maybe he was trying to make her feel a tiny bit better – one of his exceedingly rare displays of kindness. Then, whatever kindness he’d been trying for disappeared with a harsh laugh. “Or maybe it’s just the idiots who weren’t as smart as us. Let’s go.” A step forward, followed by another slight pause. “Don’t die. It stinks enough already in there.”