#chishiya x reader fluff

[thecheshireprincess]

Writing prompt that came to mind was how would Chishiya take care of his pretty girl if she had a bad day cause I know he’d cheer you up

Bad Day

Chishiya x Reader (No pronouns mentioned)

Summary: Your best friend does what he knows to help you feel better after a bad day.

Content Warning: Possibly curse words; this is literally just fluff. Very tame for Talia, please be proud.

A/N: This is part one of two stories that I wrote for @potato-vagina's request; I wanted to show some fun character development with Chishiya pre and post-Borderland. Though you aren't necessarily his "pretty girl" here, you will be.

Find part two here!

"Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong."

That's Murphy's Law - a somber addage that you don't typically allow yourself to subscribe to. Usually, you're too positive of a person for that kind of thing. Today, however, you wish to find whoever Murphy is and curse him out for the shit day you were currently experiencing.

You'd overslept your alarm by thirty minutes, smacking your head off the bedside lamp in your rush to get up and ready. A piece of toast had burnt your hand, you missed the first two trains to get across the city to your nine AM class, and now you were caught in the rain without your umbrella; the item in question without a doubt still leaning forgotten next to the front door.

A shiver wracks through your body as you huddle under the small shelter of the bus stop, rain pelting heavily against the metal overhead. The bus is usually your absolute last choice for transportation, but right now it's the only thing that may still get you to your class on time. Surely your day has to turn around from here, right? You believe in the power of optimism - maybe if you can just focus your mind onto more positive things, the things around you will improve. Right.

Out of the corner of your eye, you spot your bus approaching down the street and rush out of your temporary shelter to flag it down a little madly. You would not be missing the bus too. The driver blessedly pulls over to the side to let you on, but not without first splashing into a massive puddle you hadn't seen before; sending a wave of freezing cold, dirty rain water cascading over your form.

Perfect, just perfect. Now you will be miserable, cold, and wet for the rest of the day. And isn't that just what you needed? Forget the power of optimism. Today is a bad day.

With just three minutes to spare, you finally make it into the sprawling lecture hall, most of your classmates already seated and chattering happily amongst themselves. You toss your bag haphazardly down on the floor beside your seat, flopping into the stiff wooden chair with a long sigh. At least you had gotten your body to class - whether your mind would be capable of focusing on any material was a different question entirely.

Your blonde best friend turns to look at you from the seat next to yours, a smirk growing on his smug face as he takes in your soaked appearance. He raises an eyebrow quizzically, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the laminate table in front of him. Before he can get even a single snide comment out of his mouth, you put a trembling hand up. "Don't. Not today, I'm not in the mood," you mumble in warning, knowing exactly where this conversation would be heading if you didn't nip it in the bud.

Chishiya raises his hands in dramatic mock surrender, blinking slowly at you instead, waiting for you to continue. You always continued.

"I'm having the worst day ever," you lament, rubbing aggressively at your eyes with the heels of your hands and leaning back precariously in your rickety chair; not caring if it suddenly decides to break. That would just be your luck today. He nods, eyes narrowing as he continues to study you. "Seems like it," he deadpans, still tapping, still staring. Making no move to question you further or offer his condolences.

Realistically, you know better than to expect Chishiya to try to comfort you, especially over a series of events so trivial. Though he's been your best friend since starting medical school a few years ago, you don't dare assume he feels more for you than tolerance. That's just who he is, and you'd long ago accepted that from him. Most of all, he is not the sympathetic type.

So when your friend begins calmly packing up the notebooks and pens that had been laid out neatly in front of him, your jaw drops in surprise. Class hadn't even begun yet, let alone finished - where was he going? Your confused eyes rake over his careful movements as he packs up his school bag, willing your brain to catch up with him. Chishiya was always five steps ahead of you, and this time you didn't want him to leave you behind.

"Come with me," he mutters simply, leaving no room for arguing; the man standing from his seat and turning to leave the room. You scramble after him in shock, carelessly looping the strap of your bag over your arm. "Chishiya! We're skipping class? We shouldn't!" you whisper yell as to not attract attention to yourselves sneaking out the back.

He snorts before responding, continuing his smooth walk down the hallway to the exit. "You definitely shouldn't, you need the lecture more than me," he says derisively, not bothering to look back at you, "but one day won't hurt. Probably." You shoot him a glare for his comment, but you can't bring yourself to disagree. This was your worst class, after all, everyone knew that.

Chishiya hesitates a moment before opening the heavy glass door to the outside, looking back at you briefly as if considering something. He sighs, shrugging his beloved jacket off and holding it out to you without another word. Your jaw nearly hits the floor at this display of Chishiya caring about something other than himself, but choose not to comment for fear that it would break the illusion. You hurriedly wrap the soft jacket around you, the man's warmth soaking quickly into your chilled bones. "Thank you," you whisper, almost so quietly you aren't sure he even heard you; but the man nods once and proceeds to exit the building.

You continue your journey together in familiar silence - Chishiya isn't much of a talker even on a good day, and you're still hardly in the mood to beg for conversation from him. So you just follow him. You think you'd follow him to the end of the Earth if he asked you to.

An art museum. Chishiya had brought you to an art museum. To make you feel better? You weren't sure.

The blonde leads you masterfully through various sculptures and paintings, obviously having an exhibit in mind in the large, brightly lit space. When he stops you in front of a painting, you look at him in curiosity. Nearly disbelief. "The Mona Lisa?" you inquire, watching as Chishiya looks up at it almost reverantly, barely breathing.

After a brief moment of silence, he lets out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "There's really only been one thing in my life that has ever incited curiosity in me . . ." he begins, tone hushed but steady, "For some reason, the first time I laid eyes upon this painting, I couldn't look away. Still can't," he says with another sharp breath out, something akin to a chuckle for the man. His eyes never once leave the painting to look at you or anywhere else.

"I just wanted someone to understand me back then. I didn't think I'd ever have that from an actual person." He tilts his head now at the painting, as if he were looking at something completely different than he remembered. A comfortable silence blankets over the two of you as your breaths and hearts sync.

You turn to study your friend, seeing him through a different lens in this place - his safe place. His safe place, where he felt understood for the first and maybe only time in his life. His safe place, that he was sharing with you to help you feel better on a bad day. You feel your breath catch in your throat at the realization, that maybe. Just maybe. Chishiya did like you beyond just tolerating your presence. Because why would a man like him ever bother to tolerate a person if he didn't need to? I didn't think I'd ever have that from an actual person. Did he mean . . .?

He leads you to sit on a marbled bench in front of the painting, a place you guessed he'd probably spent a lot of time in his life. You could almost see the ghost of younger Chishiya in the room, searching for something among the colorful strokes of paint. You hope he found it. A wave of calm rushes over you sitting here in the quiet gallery, surrounded by nothing and no one except Chishiya and the Mona Lisa. The small pains of your morning begin to easily melt from your mind, a pleasant warmth radiating through your body despite your clothes and hair still being damp.

Suddenly, things click into place. You get it. Chishiya wasn't expecting to make your day better by showing you the Mona Lisa. He was making your day better by sharing a piece of himself with you. Because you get him. You sigh contentedly, a tiny grin on your face, letting your focus drop briefly into your lap to consider your next move.

After a few more moments of easy silence and introspection, you finally make a bold decision. "Thank you for understanding what I needed today," you whisper, laying your head gingerly against his shoulder with a smile as you follow his gaze back up to study the painting.

You don't see it, but the corners of Chishiya's lips quirk up slightly as his heart skips a beat in his chest. His now enigmatic smile rivals even that of the one he'd studied for years.

Mutual understanding. With you.

♤ ♡ ◇ ♧

Part Two

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[chishiyaisasnack]

Chishiya not knowing how to cuddle at first then turn into someone who expects cuddles all the time is just *chefs kiss*

(Tiny nsfw mention at the end, otherwise fluff)

It took a little while for Chishiya to get why cuddling on the couch was supposed to be a nice thing. The first time that you told him to spread his legs he just raised an eyebrow and went back to his book, but he misjudged your tenacity and soon found himself sitting with you inbetween his legs, your back against his chest, resting your head on his shoulder. You were still in the way of his book, his arms strained trying to hold it up far enough to be able to read. Not to mention how hard it was to concentrate on both reading and the way your hair tickled his cheek, how sweet you smelled, your calm breathing and quiet giggle at the puppy videos on your phone. Your back was warm against him and whenever you shifted to get more comfortable against him he struggled more and more to keep his composure. He refused to give in. He just wanted to read his damn book.

The second time he did spread his legs - no raised eyebrows but what was supposed to seem like an slightly annoyed sigh. You could see right through him and shuffled your way inbetween his legs with a smile on your face.

Eventually he got more comfortable with it and he started actually enjoy having a warm person leaning on him. The first time that you fell asleep like that, curled up with your head on his chest, he couldn’t help but to feel something fluttering in his stomach. He even pressed his lips in a chaste kiss to your forehead. He was suprised by his own action and shook his head, going back to his book, glad that you were asleep and didn’t witness it (or did you pretend to be asleep and cherished that memory forever? Who knows).

He would start to expect you to sit like that. There was a position that let him keep his arm rested while holding up the book in it, he even had it like that when you weren’t around. A pillow was always there just in case. Most times he didn’t even recognize that you plopped down until you asked him what book he was reading or if he wanted to order something to eat. It became a habit so strong that even when you just walked by him, he would spread his legs, prop his arm up and wait for the by now comforting feeling of you crawling up to lean on him. The first time he caught himself doing that he just sat there and stared at his legs, wondering how he fell this deep into to this trap called cuddling. The second time it happend, you sat down next to him instead, skimming through something on your phone and not minding him until you saw him sit and look at you, his arm floating in the air and a look of pure confusion on his face. He had become a puppy and, to his disapproval, his reward was your company. When did he become so soft? He didn’t know if he liked it anymore (he did).

If he was in a mood he would start kissing your neck. Small pecks that made your breath hitch. Whenever you looked back and scolded him for disturbing you he acted innocent - there was nothing more to it than a kiss, don’t get the wrong idea. You would try to get revenge, making sure to wiggle your ass just a little more whenever you moved, running your fingers up his thigh, grinding against him pretending to be uncomfortable. But it had no effect, he was the king of indifference and self control. Until he fucked you senseless later on, making you grind against him just like you did on that couch.

[thepencilnerd]

a series of firsts

When you ask Chishiya for a simple favor, neither of you are prepared for what follows. tldr: you ask Chishiya to teach you how to kiss.

genre/notes: fluff, borderline smut, ooc-ish!Chishiya x fem!reader

rating: mature (smut implied but not explicit)

word count: 2k

You weren't sure when you had worked up the courage to ask Chishiya such an outrageous favor. Maybe it was the late nights spent together, both of you perched on the worn-out couch, his arm thrown lazily along the backrest, fingers sometimes brushing against your shoulders in a way that sent shivers down your spine. Or maybe it was those fleeting moments when his gaze lingered on your lips, and you couldn’t help but think – wish, even – that he wanted this too.

It was a quiet evening, and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you glanced up at him, his calm expression giving you just enough confidence to take a leap of faith.

“Chishiya,” you started, your voice barely above a whisper, as you fiddled with the hem of your shirt. “Can you teach me how to kiss?”

His eyes flicked up to meet yours, the smallest lift of his brow the only sign of his surprise. For a long second, you thought he might laugh or brush it off as a joke. Instead, he tilted his head to the side, the hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“You want me to be your first kiss?” he asked, his voice soft yet edged with curiosity.

You punched his shoulder playfully, trying to mask your nerves. “Maybe I just want more practice! What makes you think I haven't kissed anyone?”

Chishiya chuckled, the smile on his face growing. “I know you better than anyone,” he said, his tone teasing but laced with a warmth that made your heart flutter.

You nodded, a blush creeping up your cheeks, unable to meet his gaze for too long. It felt ridiculous, embarrassing, but this was Chishiya – the person you trusted most. There had always been something there between you two, something neither of you dared address until now.

You decided to distract yourself from the growing tension, a teasing smile forming on your lips. "Actually, I've kissed a few people, you know. There was Niragi..."

Chishiya's lips twitched, his response immediate. "Too boring."

You rolled your eyes, continuing, "And then there was Kanato."

"Too short," Chishiya replied dryly, his tone making it clear he wasn't impressed.

"Okay, but what about Yuki? She was—"

"Too much of a know-it-all," Chishiya cut in, shaking his head slightly.

You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. "You just have something to say about everyone, don't you?"

Chishiya gave you a small, amused smile, his gaze softening. "I just know you better than anyone." You pressed your lips together and averted your eyes. 

As the tension hung between you, his gaze softened, and he slowly shifted closer.

“Okay,” he said, and that one word held so many layers. Your eyes widened at his answer, his expression colored with acceptance, understanding, and a promise that this moment would stay between the two of you.

You felt him move closer, his presence warm, the scent of him familiar and comforting. He paused, his eyes meeting yours, and his voice came out in a soft whisper, "Can I touch you?"

You nodded, your breath catching as his hand found its way to your cheek, gently tilting your head towards him. He studied you, his eyes soft, searching yours for hesitation. When he found none, he leaned in, and you closed your eyes, letting the world slip away until it was just him.

His lips met yours softly at first, a brush of warmth that sent a shiver down your spine. He was gentle, deliberate, as though he wanted you to savor every second. Your heart pounded, nerves giving way to an all-consuming warmth as your hands instinctively found the front of his shirt, clinging to him.

Chishiya was careful, patient – letting you find your rhythm. His lips moved against yours, slowly coaxing you to respond. It was sweet at first, like a promise, a reassurance that there was no rush. And then, slowly, you felt the shift. His other hand moved to your waist, pulling you closer, his fingers splayed against your back. The kiss deepened, and a soft sigh escaped you, surprising even yourself.

It was like a spark ignited, and suddenly the air between you two changed. What started out as slow and explorative quickly grew more intense, the hesitancy fading as you both gave in to the want that had simmered for so long.

You pulled away slightly, your breath shaky as you looked into his eyes. "Chishiya, what... what do I do?" you asked, breathless.

“You’re doing amazing,” he sighed with a gentle smile, his thumb brushing your cheek. "Put your hands here," he said, guiding your hands to rest on his shoulders. You followed his lead, feeling the warmth of his skin through the fabric, grounding yourself in the closeness. Slowly, your fingers began to drift, brushing against the side of his neck, feeling the soft skin beneath your touch. He shivered slightly at the sensation, and you hesitated for a moment before your hands came up to gently caress his face, your fingers tracing along his jawline, feeling every detail.

"And what about... my tongue?" you whispered, feeling the blush deepen on your cheeks.

He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours before he spoke. "Follow my lead," he murmured, his voice low and comforting. He tilted his head slightly, and then he demonstrated, his tongue gently parting your lips, coaxing yours to respond. His hand slipped behind your neck, fingers threading into your hair as he deepened the kiss, moving slowly to let you mirror him.

You hesitated for a moment, then tentatively moved your tongue against his, feeling a rush of warmth as he responded with a quiet hum of approval. His hand guided you closer, his lips moving more insistently now, urging you to follow his rhythm. Your fingers tightened around his shirt, the fabric bunching between your knuckles, and you felt him smile slightly against your lips, as if proud of how quickly you were catching on.

His teeth grazed your bottom lip, a gentle nip that made you gasp against his mouth, and his hand slipped lower, cupping your jaw tenderly as if grounding you in the moment. Your heart pounded, heat pooling in your chest as you clung to him, feeling the intensity build between you.

Chishiya’s breath was shaky as he pulled away for just a moment, his forehead resting against yours, his eyes still closed as he whispered, “Is this okay?”

You nodded, unable to find words, your cheeks flushed and your lips tingling. It was more than okay – it was everything you had imagined and more. You leaned in, capturing his lips again, and he responded immediately, a quiet groan escaping him as he pulled you impossibly closer, your bodies pressed together as though to make up for lost time.

His kisses became more urgent, his lips parting against yours, his tongue brushing yours in a way that sent sparks down your spine. You were lost in it, in him – his warmth, the way he held you as if you were the most important thing in his world. You could feel his heartbeat against yours, a steady reminder that this was real, that it was Chishiya who was here with you, giving in to what you both had kept hidden for so long.

And in that moment, you didn’t care about anything else. Not the nerves that had gnawed at you before, not the fear of what this could mean. All that mattered was the warmth of his body pressed against yours, the feeling of his heartbeat steady beneath your palms. The way his fingers threaded into your hair, his lips moving with a desperation that spoke of everything neither of you had ever said. He kissed you like you were the air he needed to breathe, like letting go was simply not an option. His hands began to wander, one sliding down your back, pressing you closer, while the other moved to your waist, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of your shirt, brushing against the bare skin of your side.

A shiver ran through you, the sensation of his touch both electrifying and comforting. He pulled back just slightly, his lips hovering over yours as he looked into your eyes, his gaze dark and filled with emotion. "Do you want to keep going?" he murmured, his voice barely audible, yet filled with a raw intensity that made your heart skip a beat.

You swallowed, nodding, your breath catching as you whispered, "Yes." His lips curved into a small smile, and he leaned in, capturing your lips once more, his kisses growing more heated, more insistent. His hand traveled up your side, fingers grazing your skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. You felt your own hands move, sliding up his neck, your fingers brushing through his hair, tugging him closer.

The world seemed to narrow to just this – his touch, his breath, his body against yours. The way his hand slipped under your shirt, his fingers splaying across your back, pulling you impossibly closer. You could feel his heart pounding against your chest, each beat echoing the intensity of the moment. His lips left yours, trailing along your jaw, down to the sensitive skin of your neck, and you tilted your head, giving him better access, a soft sigh escaping you.

His breath was hot against your skin, his lips gentle yet possessive as he pressed open-mouthed kisses along your neck, his teeth grazing just enough to send shivers down your spine. Your hands tightened in his hair, your body arching into his touch, the warmth between you growing, consuming.

He whispered your name, the sound sending a thrill through you, and then his voice came again, softer, more vulnerable. "You have no idea, do you?" he murmured, his lips brushing against your skin between words. "How long I've wanted this... wanted you."

Your breath hitched, your heart pounding at the confession. You pulled back slightly, just enough to look into his eyes, and you saw it there – the emotion he'd kept hidden for so long. The walls he always put up were gone, leaving nothing but raw honesty. "Chishiya..." you whispered, your voice trembling.

He cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing your cheeks. "I tried to pretend I didn't care, that I could just be your friend. But I can't. I need you... more than anything." His eyes searched yours, a mixture of fear and hope in his gaze. "Tell me you feel the same."

You nodded, tears welling in your eyes as you whispered, "I do. I've always felt the same." A smile broke across his face, and he leaned in, capturing your lips in a kiss that was filled with everything he'd kept locked away – all the love, the longing, the need. It was intense, consuming, and you kissed him back with everything you had, your heart swelling with the overwhelming truth of it all: you loved him, and you always had.

His hands roamed down your body, his fingers tracing the curve of your waist before slipping beneath your shirt, the touch searing against your bare skin. You gasped into his mouth, the sensation both thrilling and comforting as he pulled you closer, as though trying to erase any distance between you. His lips left yours, trailing down your jaw to your neck, where he pressed kisses that were both gentle and possessive, each one drawing a soft moan from your lips.

Chishiya's breath was ragged against your skin, his voice a whisper. "I want you," he murmured, the words sending a shiver down your spine. His hands moved upwards, brushing against your ribs, his thumbs skimming the edge of your bra. He paused, his eyes meeting yours, seeking permission, and you nodded, your heart pounding.

He kissed you again, deeper this time, his hands exploring with a tenderness that made your heart ache. Your own hands moved over his chest, feeling the defined muscles beneath his shirt, before slipping it up, your fingers grazing the warmth of his skin. He broke the kiss just long enough to pull his shirt over his head, tossing it aside before his lips found yours again, more urgent now, more desperate.

You felt his skin against yours, the heat of him enveloping you as his hands moved to your back, unclasping your bra with practiced ease. He pulled away slightly, his forehead resting against yours as he whispered, "You're perfect," his eyes filled with adoration. He slipped your bra off, his gaze never leaving yours, and you could feel the intensity of his desire, the way he looked at you as if you were the only thing that mattered.

His lips found yours once more, his hands now exploring every inch of your bare skin, his touch setting your nerves alight. You were lost in him, in the way he made you feel, every kiss, every caress pushing you further into a haze of warmth and need. His mouth moved down your neck, his teeth grazing your collarbone before he pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses along your chest, his hands holding you as if you were something precious, something he never wanted to let go.

His hands moved lower, tracing every curve, his fingers brushing the waistband of your pants as his lips continued their journey down your body. You arched into him, a soft moan escaping as he paused, his gaze meeting yours again, his eyes filled with an unspoken question. You nodded, your breath coming in shallow gasps, and he gave a small, tender smile before continuing, his hands slipping beneath the fabric, sliding them off slowly, deliberately, his gaze never leaving yours.

His touch was everywhere, his lips following the path his hands traced, leaving you trembling beneath him. The intimacy of it all, the way he looked at you with so much care, made your heart swell, the love and desire blending into something overwhelming. He murmured your name, his voice thick with emotion, and you responded with a whisper of his, your fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer, needing him in every possible way.

Chishiya's movements were slow, careful, his hands and lips guiding you through every sensation, until there was nothing else – just the two of you, together, everything else fading away. His breath mingled with yours, his body moving with yours as he brought you closer, each touch and kiss filled with a promise, an unspoken vow that this moment was yours, and he was yours, completely.

Afterward, as you both lay tangled together, breaths mingling and hearts still pounding, Chishiya looked at you with a smirk tugging at his lips. "I dropped so many hints, and you missed every single one," he teased, his voice soft but laced with amusement.

You let out a laugh, nudging his side playfully. "You were just as bad!" 

He raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Elaborate?"

You rolled your eyes, a playful grin on your face as you propped yourself up on your elbows. "Like that time I kept asking you to help me study for that class I already had an A in, just because I wanted an excuse to spend time with you. Kuina walked in and saw us sitting way too close, and she said, 'If this is your idea of tutoring, Chishiya, you’re not even trying to be subtle.' And you just smirked like it was nothing!"

Chishiya's smile softened, his fingers brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "Maybe I was just waiting for you to say something first."

You shook your head, a smile tugging at your lips. "And here I thought you were supposed to be the genius."

Chishiya smirked, tilting his head slightly. "What about when I made sure we ended up paired together for every group project? Or that time I walked you home in the rain and conveniently 'forgot' my umbrella so you'd have to share yours?"

A flush crept your cheeks. "You did that on purpose?"

"Of course," he said with a soft chuckle, his tone teasing but his gaze warm. Pulling your closer, his lips brushed your forehead. "I guess we were both pretty clueless." He paused, his gaze meeting yours, sincerity shining in his eyes. "But I'm glad we finally figured it out."

You smiled, your heart swelling with affection. "Me too."

And as you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you knew that whatever came next, you would face it together–no more doubts, no more hesitations, just the two of you.

[sweetfawngrl]

❝𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐋!❞  ᯓ★

ー he saves you so you give him head as a thank youuu~~！

pairing ;; chishiya x f! reader

content ;; smut, petnames, praise, hair pulling/tugging,, uuhhh idk. dick. yes.

note ;; i’m so fucking horny for chishiya omG. I LITERALLY JUST FINISHED WATCHING AIB (10/6/24) IM SORRY IM LATEE.. also this is my first uhhh post evevrvrrrr :))))))) thehrheh this is mostly a test and people are probably not gonna read this sooooo~~~ ^_^

also i’m sso in love with nijro and i’m sooooo happy he’s doing better now oml bae had me so stressed i had to redownload tikcock to fucking find updates on him. he’s still my bbg okay idfc what he looks like rn he’s my princess. ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡ 

♤ after he saved your life in a game you had no idea on how to play, you had to repay him. so you couldn’t wait any longer the moment you both arrived at beach and into a room. 

you drag him towards the bed and push it him down from his shoulders, he didn’t even have time to react. just a small gasp and a unchanging expression with his eyebrows slightly raised.

“nngh right there dear…nnfh…” chishiya whispered breathlessly, you continue to bop your head up and down, looking up at him as he covered his face with his forearm. “gonna make me cum already baby..” he whimpered, his hand gripping the edge of the bed. “..’ust like that.” his head throwing back a bit. 

your pretty mouth licking him off, your hands on his knees. humming and moaning softly on his cock. he’s mostly quiet besides his quiet groans. “mmh, mmff—ggghhn” you gag, trying to continue going fast. the blood splatters on him really added that bit of spice to his now flustered expression.

“shit—! mmgh…” he murmured, “fuck, keep going,” he couldn’t help himself, you felt so good around his dick, your tongue wrapped sloppily. it’s like you’ve been waiting for this moment the entire time. his hips thrusting up, needing to chase that sweet high. 

“slow down, yyeah?” his hand suddenly on your head and pushing you down, he lightly tugs on your hair. he wanted you to slow down but you just kept speeding up. his body twitching a little, he was becoming louder. his breathing became more shaky and now both of his hands on your head, pushing down and also tugging. “gonna-…shit- gonna…” 

you had to make to make him finish, moving more faster. he couldn’t even get words out from your fast pace. 

“gonna—nnghh!” 

oh, how good he felt, pushing your head down as your eyes roll back. savoring him. he gasps and finally let’s go of you. he pants softly and gives his usual smug grin. “you’re so good..” his cum spilling in your mouth and down your throat, you promised yourself to swallow everything, not to waste a single drop. 

‘thank you for this delicious meal’ you thought as you looked up at him with your big doe eyes that were filled with tears. you swore to make him feel good as payment for your stupidness in a life or death game.

dawg ermmm idk how i did i hope i was decent enoighhhh….arghhhkkk

also i wrote this and edited the borders and pictures and shit while watching white chicks and mall cop with my dad 🫡🫡 idk what else to add LMFAOOOO ik it’s short it’s my first time guyssss please i’m a virgin 😓😓😓😓😓 (/hj)

ALSO!!!!! IMPORTANT NOTE!!

this prompt…idea…??? shit?? was inspired by @//aliceinborderlandsquidgame ‘s Reward - AIB Boys HCS IT WAS GOOD I LOVED UTTT OMGG!!!1!1!1!1!1!!1 anywyd yes yeses i’m not original like fuck me idc but half of this credit/idea goes to them!! it’s linked so please check them out!!

anyhow thank youuu for reading!! please reblog?? like? idk how this shit works kk byebye love uu

ー brckendollette ��

(10/9/24)

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[yois2aki]

𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑰𝒀𝑨 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑨 𝑭𝑳𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

CHISHIYA SHUNTARO X READER (REQUEST)

SUMMARY: chishiya is not very fond of the fact that your habit of flirting with any living being isn't reserved to him and him only.

WARNINGS: fluff, use of y/n once, jealous chishiya, lots of flirting, mentions of drugging someone but it doesn't actually happen, beach arc.

WORD COUNT: 1.1k

"next, y/n is going to enter the..." chishiya abruptly stopped himself in the words to take a moment and stare directly at your eyes. "are you even listening to anything we're saying?"

 

it was late at night, and kuina was fighting for her life to not pass out on the couch of the random, actually clean room you guys were too lucky to find at the beach hotel. chishiya had been spending a bit too much of his time planning and scheming a way of stealing all the cards gained by the members and successfully getting out of this place he dreaded so much.

 

too bad for him, and perhaps kuina, who just wanted to spend a good night of rest for once, was disinterested in his meticulous plans, it seemed. instead, your gaze was fixated on his eyes, but it had been like that for the past five minutes, and he couldn't help but grow skeptical of the way you would barely blink.

 

"your eyes must have distracted me, pretty boy." you couldn't help but let out an inaudible chuckle at the way he just lifted a hand to his temples and sighed, clearly not having the same fun you were.

 

"that one was your worst," kuina commented on the scene, rolling her eyes. at this point, she was already used to your romantic remarks that surged out of nowhere. "at least for today..."

 

"it sounds to me you're just jealous." you ended up winking her way. "would you like some attention as well, kuina?"

 

and that damned smirk stayed on your face for the whole interaction. that was probably it for kuina, consumed by fatigue and a burning headache, she got up, strolling her way to the door. "we aren't doing anything productive anyway."

 

"you're leaving me here with them?" chishiya asked with a nonchalant voice, clearly not caring whether you would get offended by this or not. he seemed just as tired as kuina, and your childish habits, as he would describe them, weren't of much help.

 

you couldn't help but feign surprise, your mouth opening agape but somehow still carrying a teasing smirk. you liked where this was going—and messing with people's heads.

 

"that's on you for arranging our meetings so late at night." and with that, kuina made herself out of the room, looking like she'd pass out in the next five minutes.

 

you would describe your relationship with these two people as a simple one, apart from the occasional flirting that you decided to randomly add on the most sudden occasions. if you admitted that people hadn't already thought you were cheating on one of them after flirting with a stranger during a game, you would be lying. it turns out you were just good with words, and making people flustered was your forte. what made you so attached to these was probably the fact they would only ignore your constant teasing, which led you to just stick around—surely they could benefit from your manipulation tactics. suddenly you had made up a goal in your mind to get some reaction out of them, especially chishiya, since the guy never seemed to be fazed by anything.

 

as your face turned back to chishiya, you straight up noticed he didn't look the happiest, instead getting up and grabbing whatever stuff he brought with him.

 

"where are you going so soon?" there was that demonic voice of yours once again. "also, what did you mean by leaving you alone with me?"

 

you weren't sure why you kept the innocent talk, knowing both of you knew that wasn't your actual intention. you knew chishiya tried his best to ignore your remarks all the time, but he was growing tired of them. and it seemed the tiredness finally got to him, as if his patience wasn't already running thin.

 

"that's none of your business." he sourly replied, his back turned to you as he didn't dare to move away. "tatta's probably still awake; you can go and bother him instead of us."

 

"why are you so mean?" you whined out, relishing the comfort of the couch you were still sitting on. "you would even flirt back when we first met; now you're just grumpy all the time."

 

"after finding out you do it with everyone, it stopped being fun." you could swear that if he had mumbled a tiny bit lower, you wouldn't have heard what he said. perhaps that was his intention, but you had to thank your captive ears.

 

a smile only didn't creep up on your face immediately because you needed a moment to actually understand what he said. but as soon as it did, he knew it was over for him.

 

"chishiya," you jumped from the couch, walking towards him, suddenly forgetting it was way past midnight as you two were having this conversation. "you're jealous!"

 

even though he wasn't physically turned your way, it was easy to see that he let out the longest sigh just by the movement of his shoulders.

 

"go to sleep." he was quick to try and get you to lay down, which obviously didn't work as you weren't able to contain your giggles and chuckles upon finding out about this underground information.

 

he quickly wondered if you had woken up any of the other residents of the beach rooms with all your noises, but was quickly brought away from his thinking line as you abruptly wrapped your arms around his waist and tried to peek at his face through the crook of his neck.

 

"get off me," he commanded with a more certain voice. you were glad he was too consumed by exhaustion to just push you away, giggling in his ear as if you had just found out the most crucial secret of this damned world.

 

"no way." he could feel your warm breath on his cheeks, and against his own will, chishiya felt his heart race. "you could have just told me; I'd have reserved my flirting for you and you only!"

 

chishiya, at a certain point, didn't know if he was supposed to feel flustered, awkward, or tired all at the same time. somehow, he managed to tear you away to get some sleep, as in, away from you. what he was certain of was that you were never seen again flirting with anyone other than the man himself. even kuina felt skeptical of it and how things changed so much after a simple night.

 

"how come they stopped trying to faze me?" kuina interrogated Chishiya on another day, standing next to chishiya while playing with her dummy cigarette. "not that i miss it, but after last week, they've been weirdly... sane?"

 

at that, chishiya let out a small chuckle as they both stared endlessly at your back. "i gave them some drugs."

 

"huh?!"

A/N: aaaah i finally posted something new... i took a little bit of my time to write this bc i didn't want to leave my requests full.... i still have some to get to so i hope u guys are patient ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ also i changed themes bc i can never stick to something for too long, hope u guys liked it !!!

[realisticjupiter]

haihaii!! your profile has been like.... THERAPY to me bc the aib fixation is back AND ITS STRONG ESPECIALLY TOWARDS CHISHIYA 💔💔💔 i love the way u write as well !!

so with this could i request a touch starved chishiya... like a chishiya that needs readers attention so bad but is too embarrassed to downright tell them "I WANT CUDDLES" or smth... still he does everything in his power to get readers attention atp the only thing left is to just BEG

also could i be 🎶 anon ? i picture myself being very active here from now on... have a nice day!!

Summary: Chishiya can't sleep without you.

Genre: Fluffy

Pairing: Chishiya x gn!reader

Warnings: None! :)

Word count: 784

a/n: Aghhhh i hope this is okay!!!!! That is actually so sweet of you, I'm so glad you've liked my account!!!<3 And ofc you can claim an emoji, hello 🎶!!

Chishiya tried everything to get you into bed with him. He tried seducing you, gaslighting you, and of course his manipulation tactics didn't work either.

All you were focused on was trying to fix the phone from last night's game. It was still on, so you thought it would be easier to get into before it powered off.

Every time he'd call your name, you'd brush him off. Mostly because he always used a certain tone of voice you've become far too familiar with when he tries to get what he wants.

All he wanted to do was kneel at your feet to tell you exactly what he wanted. To tell you he just wanted you to hold him, to tell you all he needed was your attention.

But he couldn't. He never has been able to ask for help, or ask for anything without feeling vulnerable for that matter. He was closed off, that's what people knew about him; that he didn't show those types of emotions in fear of being belittled.

Chishiya could feel his eyelids getting heavy and his eyes burning from keeping them open, but he knew no matter how hard he would toss and turn; he wouldn't be able to sleep without you.

It was pathetic, he'd admit that. It was a loop he found himself getting stuck into, and found there was no way out of it. He hid it pretty well, though. Through late nights where you'd fall asleep alone and wake up to him beside you. You truly had no idea he struggled so much.

He was so tired. He'd do anything if you'd just stop and sleep already.

And he found his last option, the one thing he dreaded the most.

"Y/n?" Chishiya whispered, his voice husky as he climbed out of bed and walked towards you with slow steps.

"What?" You hummed in response, never peeling your eyes away from the task at hand.

"Please," He spoke underneath his breath in an almost incoherent whisper as he stopped to stand beside the chair you sat in.

"I don't know what you want, Chishiya. No one is keeping you awake." You sighed, watching from the corner of your eye as he stood by your side, rubbing his eyes with his palms.

"You're keeping me awake." He murmured, watching your hands as they played around with the device's motherboard.

"How?" You said in defeat, finally turning your attention to him. You looked up at him with your hands thrown in your lap, clearly waiting for his response.

He let out a huff as he looked around the room; avoiding eye contact. When he finally looked at you, his eyes were soft and glassed over.

His next sentence was incoherent.

"What?"

[inaudible]

"Chishiya. Speak up, please." Your words were soft as you stood up from your seat, placing your hands on his upper arms.

"I can't sleep without you." He finally spoke, his words finally registering in your mind.

When he realized you had finally heard him, he felt like he could say anything. And with his new found confidence he continued to speak.

"Why is it so hard to ask you to touch me?" He breathed, letting his head fall onto your shoulder.

You smiled at his soft demeanour. You knew how hard it must've been for him to admit something so close to himself, especially since it was about you. You've found a new side of Chishiya you haven't seen before.

You brought a hand to comb through his hair as the other scratched up and down his bare back, "I'm sorry, Chishiya. I should've just read your mind." You whispered against his shoulder as you held him close to your body.

Your words were an obvious tease, trying to humor the situation at hand. Which did make Chishiya snicker.

"You should have. You've always been able to." He muttered, wrapping his arms lazily around you.

You smiled warmly as he spoke, pulling away to drag his hand towards the bed. You climbed in with him closely behind you. He waited for you to get comfortable, before he joined you under the covers to tangle his limbs with yours.

"I'm proud of you, Chishiya." Your sultry breath hit his forehead as you mumbled against his skin.

He stared down at the way your bodies fit together, processing your words with a smile he knew you couldn't see.

"Now go to sleep, 'm here." You spoke once more into his skin, kissing his forehead and massaging your fingers into his scalp.

His cold fingers danced around your bare skin, trying to bring himself impossibly closer to you before his body fell limp into a night's sleep.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

[myraniellejkelly]

Giving your hand to AIB boys and see what their reaction part 1

Author’s note: Got this idea from tiktok lol

This work includes: All images belong to their respected owners, grammar issues, headcanons, and fluff.

Part 2

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Ryohei Arisu

You were bored at your room while your boyfriend was playing his video games, so you walked into his room while Arisu was too focused on that aspect of progressing game into a victory. Then he noticed you and pause his game, removing his gaming headphones when you gave your hand to him.

At first, he would be very confuse with a big blank stare and he questions why you’re taking your hand out to him. He tilted his head with confusion, like a little puppy as he stares at you.

For a moment, Arisu just caressed your hand with his thumb, then held your guys’ hands together and he sigh. Afterwards, he considered you joining into his game when you sat beside him, then Arisu grab one of his extra controllers and give it to you so that you can play with him.

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Daikichi Karube

When you showed up at his bar, sitting down at the stool while your boyfriend was cleaning the bar table. You were smiling at him to which he adore you so much, he asked of you what drink do you want?

Then he gave your favourite alcohol beverages as you rest your chin on your palm, watching him continue cleaning the bar table and when you wave your hand to Karube and let your hand.

He would be so gentle with you into touching one of your fingers, then slowly held one of your guy’s hands together as he squeeze for a moment, just a gentleman treating his lover.

Then Karube would kissing your knuckles then to your palm, and locked eyes with such gentle intimacy to you as he smiles telling you I love you.

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Segawa Chōta

Your boyfriend was talking to one of his friends, then you came into him as he was waving at you with a big smile.

Chota was looking at you and telling you how are you, just to check on you and showing he really cares about you.

At first when you took your hand out to him, he would be confused then normally high-five so awkwardly or so doing one of your guys’ couple high-fives. But if you attempt to still had your hand out then he would be very confused, just to look at you in the eyes and putting down your hand.

He would kissed your forehead and boop your nose instead, he would laughed at the sight of you and you were a little mad, but you loved him anyways.

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Kōdai Tatta

While you were helping out with your boyfriend, repairing up the car as he underneath the car and asked you to grabbed the tools he was asking.

You pick up the tools for him like the wretch and screw driver, then at that moment when he still asked you. You take your hand out without tools that he was asking of, just your hand without anything holding.

As Tatta felt the softness from your palm then to your fingertips, while his hand was oiled up and dirty as he asked you where’s the tool that he was asking. So, he moved the cart and get up as he wipe off his face, looking at you in confused while staring at your hand.

He glances at you and questions about handing your hand to him, then suddenly he would held your hand and laughs but still is confused.

Tatta puts your hand towards his dirty face, looking at you like a little raccoon grabbing your affectionate attention to him. He just laughs and smiles at you.

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Shuntaro Chishiya

I would say when you were trying to bring your boyfriend’s attention. He would flee away when you were trying to give your hand, just to see his reaction.

Consider that he may have ignore your silly gestures, Chishiya just knew what you’re doing and probably pretend in not knowing it.

No matter how long are you going to attempt to bring his attention, yet you failed but you were so determined to do it everyday.

So every time you approach to him: at the kitchen cooking your meal, busy talking on the phone with Kuina, too busy working at the hospital but had a break time lunch with you, or at the living room sitting down on the couch with his laptop while he was working.

Chishiya just likes to see how long are you gonna tired out of your silly little games. That every time you tried to see his reaction, it always backfires and you would be infuriated.

For a moment, after seeing your reaction as you were walking away, he always thought to himself on where’s the determined lover, who tried to bring his attention in given by their hand? And he would quietly laughed as he was teasing you for so long.

After ignoring your attempts, Chishiya just comes forward to you as he sat beside you in the couch, then grab your hand and kiss it as he hold your hands together into his. But you pout at him as he laughs, kissing you on the cheek, and apologizes while caressing your hand.

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Keiichi Kuzuryū

When Kuzuryū was back from work and you kissed him in the lips, he removed his tie as he came to sat down in the dinning room.

Since you make dinner for tonight as he was eating the meal that you just made, he looked at you and tells your day and how has it been. Kuzuryū hadn’t been spending his time with you, and that he’s been too busy at work all the time.

You think of something coming from your mind as you get off the chair, then you approach to him. At first, Kuzuryū was lifting his eyebrows at you and asked you what are you doing? And that you shouldn’t be finishing your meal.

From you giving your hand out to him, you were smiling at him. But he just stares at you and to your hand that’s in front of him. He was resting his head on to his knuckles, then he gives a stare at you in silence as if he was likely uncertain of what were you trying to do.

Your boyfriend heavily sigh as he clean his lenses for a moment, then he look at you as he slowly held your hand together. Looking at your hand as his gaze softened and slowly smiles at you, he truly missed you so much that he pulled you into his lap. You were surprise as he was wrapping you by the waist, holding on to your hands as he kissed your cheek then to your knuckles. You laughed in clinging your hands around him and hugged him, he hugged you back and tells you that he misses you so much after work.

[sk1ndx0]

Love me not

Chishiya x fem!reader

Part 2

TW: Light smut, cursing.

Summary: You and Chishiya just fuck. Nothing more. You on the other hand, have to battle feelings.. when the executives say you might be useful, you and Chishiya’s dynamic starts to shift…

You and Chishiya have been casually hooking up for a good couple weeks, or months… or years? Time in the Borderlands is a bitch, but it was a while. It was like a reoccurring dream; you’d get in your bed, let him rearrange your guts, the you’d wake up the next morning alone. Casual. No strings attached.

Just what you needed. Wanted. Nothing more.

Okay what the fuck are you thinking? You had a dumb crush on this man. A man who didn’t even stick around long enough for aftercare.

it’s not like he felt the same way, of course. Every time you came back from a game he was in your room, waiting for you. Sitting on your bed casually, hands in his pockets as he stared up at you with those eyes.

Oh those eyes.. they were beautiful to you. The eyes that pretty much made you break down in giggles every time they met yours.

He doesn’t let you stare for long before absolutely ruining you and then disappearing like it’s nothing the morning after.

This was one of those mornings.

You woke up, sighing deeply to another empty bed. Your legs felt like they could give out at any moment, but you ignored it as you got up with a heavy groan-like exhale and a slump of your shoulders.

Your clothes were strewn around the floor, and you picked them up, putting them on one by one.

The funny thing is, you didn’t really care if Chishiya felt the same way as you did. You just cared that you got to fuck with a hot blonde guy.

You put on some shoes, walking out of the hotel room and down the hallway. The noise of the Beach and partying almost never stopped. You went down there only once in a blue moon. It wasn’t your type of place.

You decided after going downstairs and into the lobby that you were going to play a game. Chishiya just got done with you, and you were bored. The games came easy to you anyways, since you were incredibly lucky. You don’t know why, it’s just that every time something bad should happen to you, it bounces off and goes to another person. So it was just fun.

————

The game arena was an abandoned high school. Several people gathered near the entrance, maybe twenty. You were kinda excited up until you saw Chishiya in the crowd.

Oh.

My..

GOD…

He stared at you. His gaze almost as if he was deciding what to do in that moment. His hood was on, hands in his pockets like usual. But his gaze was on you. It made you shift a bit on your feet. He nodded at you, as if to say hello. You awkwardly smiled and nodded back. That was all you could do to keep from breaking down into that giggling mess.

The fuck was happening??? It was just a stare. A stare that he did to everyone, at that.

Then why did it feel so good to have him stare at you?

All thoughts were interrupted by the familiar female robotic voice over the intercom explaining the rules:

GAME: FUSION FACTS

DIFFICULTY: FIVE OF DIAMONDS

Chishiya looked up at one of the intercoms, smirking softly and adjusting his posture, becoming more relaxed.

The voice spoke again..

RULES:

Players must go into one of the classrooms on the second and first floor in groups of two

Players must answer a series of 30 questions, like math, science, and language arts before the timer runs out.

If an incorrect answer is given more than 4 times, that player will be eliminated.

If only one of the two players answer questions, then the non-participating player will be eliminated.

The game will go on until three or four groups finish the questions.

You looked over at Chishiya then back down at the floor when you realized he was staring right back at you.

Groups of two? Shit shit shit shit shit shit-

“Want to team up?”

You looked up and saw Chishiya standing right next to you, his eyes piercing through yours. You gulped quietly, looking at him and standing up a bit more straight.

“I don’t see why not.”

Chishiya nodded, looking back at the doorway.

TIME LIMIT: 1 HOUR, 30 MINUTES

You softly sighed, jumping up and down a bit to get the blood flow going. This should be easy… right? Yeah. All you have to do is ignore the man beside you.. who is also your teammate… and fuck buddy. Easy.

Once the timer started, you ran into one of the classrooms, immediately looking around. You saw a camera in the corner of the classroom, and gave it a dirty look. You saw Chishiya loitering behind you. You went over and shut the door behind him. The classroom had a computer on the teachers desk.

5+2=?

“Easy. Seven.” You spoke aloud, simply typing out the answer on the keyboard. It glowed green before switching to another question.

The powerhouse of the cell is the ________.

“Mitochondria.” Chishiya spoke, leaning over to see the computer in front of you.

“These are fairly easy..” You mumbled, typing in another answer.

What is a hyperbole?

“An over-exaggeration..” You softly spoke as you felt Chishiya’s breath on your neck. You shifted slightly before typing in and getting the question right.

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Once you and Chishiya finished the game, you both walked out of the high school. You stretched, “That was fairly easy, despite some of the science questions..” You smiled softly, turning around and walking backwards to look at Chishiya. He stared at you, his expression neutral. He followed close behind as you rambled.

You didn’t think he was listening, and he really wasn’t. He had other things on his mind, like how he had to get back in time for an executive meeting.

The Beach. Chishiya was back, and just in time, too. He walked to the executive room, hands in his pocket. He usually didn’t care about the meetings, but he had to attend them.

It was just Hatter rambling about how it was possible to maybe try to find the face cards based on the areas and arenas. Suddenly, Mira spoke up. “Have any of you noticed a girl here? She’s cleared every single game with ease, and has incredible luck. Perhaps she could, I don’t know, help us? Maybe become an executive?”

Chishiya looked up, looking at Mira. “You mean Y/N?” He spoke, narrowing his eyes slightly.

“Oh is that her name? Yes. Do you know her?” Mira perked up, smiling. The other executives kind of stayed silent. Even Niragi, surprisingly. Hatter looked between the two.

“If you do, tell her we’d like her to sit in on some of the meetings, Chishiya.” He ordered, not really leaving room for argument. Chishiya nodded, acknowledging the demand.

Fuck my life. Chishiya thought.

Chishiya walked to your room, opening the door after knocking some. “Y/N.” He stared at her, lying on the bed.

“Hm? Oh Chishiya. What’s up?” You asked. So innocently.. Chishiya wanted to ruin that. Oh so badly. He held himself back.

“For some reason, Hatter thinks you could help find the face cards. You’ll be sitting in on the meetings now.” He said, keeping himself from gritting his teeth.

You nodded. “Alright.. is that all?” You asked, putting down the book you were reading.

Chishiya stared at your legs, then his eyes crawled up your body slowly before staring into the eyes he made roll back so many times already.

“Is there something else to say?”

You softly chuckled, smiling and going back to your book. “Not that I know of.”

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Of course he had to come back. Of course he did.. he just needed to come back so he could fuck out his little toy. Of course.

It wasn’t any different from the other times you fucked, but he stayed a little longer than normal. His breathing slowed down as you both came down from your high. You both went, what, three? Four? Maybe 7 rounds? But he went hard. Sweaty and honestly exhausted you turned to face the opposite wall away from him, trying to get comfortable.

You felt a hand wrap around your waist. He softly breathed against the nape of your neck, clinging to your body. This was.. new. Weird, but new.. the real question was why it was new. Why was Chishiya still here?

“Don’t expect this again.” Chishiya suddenly shot out, almost like he was nervous of how you’d react. It was quiet for a moment before he got up, got on his clothes and left without another word.

What

the

fuck.

You lied there, still in the same position as he left you, kind of surprised. You eventually got up and did the same, getting on your clothes. You decided to ignore the little gesture, but you couldn’t help but giggle a bit.

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Chishiya walked down the hallway, suddenly stopping and leaning against the wall.

The fuck did he just do? He grips his chest with one hand, sighing softly to slow his heart beat..

Shit.

A/N: OKAY this is definitely going into multiple parts, expect more soon!!!

[miss-conjayniality]

it’s the way we’re getting squid game AND alice in borderland this year. what a joint slay for us dystopian death game loving baddies!!!!! 💅🏼✨

[semisslave]

Chishiya x reader who experiences a panic attack?

While Chishiya tries to comfort her, he somehow finds out that the reader finds his touch very calming and hugs them.

(Bonus: it happens during Jack of hearts)

♡ Stereotype ♡

Contents: Chishiya x reader, fluff.

Warnings: kinda ooc chishiya, panic attack

When the King of Diamonds game started, your group splitted and lost track of Chishiya and An. You were very worried about it because Chishiya, you and Kuina were together since the beach, but Arisu said that he's sure Chishiya will be alright.

When Usagi, Arisu, Tatta, Kuina, and you arrived to the King of Clubs, there were only 4 bracelets even tho it needed 5 people.

You all looked behind when you heard a voice, it was Niragi with a bracelet.

You and everyone refused to play with Niragi, until Usagi put on a bracelet and conviced everyone, but you.

You decided to go to another game since there were only four bracelets and one person wasn't going to play anyway.

Now you were walking to the Jack of hearts. You could admit it wasn't a great idea since you suffered from panic attacks and hearts games were you had to manipulate people and make them go insane were a big no no for you, but what was the worst that could happen if no one that you knew was going to be there?

You were more about Diamonds game since in those games almost always there was no violence allowed and there was a way for all the players to live.

You still went there since it was the closest Jack game, and going to a Queen or a King alone was not going to end up well for you.

You entered to the Nara prison, where the game was located. You put on the last collar that was on the table and went upstairs.

There was some people around the room, looking at the screen. You didn't see everybody since you were just watching the screen where the rules were being announced.

When they finished explaining the rules, you were a bit worried. How were you gonna find someone that helps you? You decided to look among all the players and see who looks trustworthy.

You were thinking to yourself. 'That girl doesn't give me good vibes, that guy looks too tough, that guy looks too scared, that guy looks like he's gonna die soon and-' That's when you saw him, Chishiya, leaning against a wall and smirking at you.

You walked towards him, smiling.

"Chishiya! You're alive!" You said as you smiled, relieved that you had someone you trusted here.

"You really thought I was gonna die there?" He said with a cocky smile as always.

"Well, the King of Spades can kill anyone-"

"What happened with Tatta, An, Kuina, Usagi, and Arisu? Did they die?" He said, cutting you off.

"Oh, no. We lost An, I don't really know where she is, and me with the others decided to go to the King of Clubs, but it was a 5 person game and Niragi already had one of the bracelets on. I didn't want to play with him so I went here."

"Hmm... How can Niragi still be alive?

"I know, right? I'm honestly starting to believe that guy is immortal." You said, joking.

Chishiya smirks and says. "Let me see your symbol."

You turn around, and he separates your hair to see the symbol. It was a heart.

"It's a heart." He says, and also turns around

"Thank you." You see his symbol, a club. "Club!"

He turned around, facing you again.

"I'm trusting you." He replied with his casual tone

You smiled.

The games passed, people died and no one discovered who the Jack of hearts was.

That's when Enji approached you while you were grabbing a snack.

"Hey... " He said, giving you chills.

"Hi..." You answered, trying to go away, but he grabbed your wrist.

"I see that you trust that guy a lot, don't you? Shuntaro Chishiya..."

"Mhm...?" You said, confused.

"Well, I think he's the Jack of Hearts."

"He's been with me even before the second stage started... I know he isn't."

"Well, you know Jacks, Queens and Kings can also be playing those games, mixing among other players?"

"I know he isn't."

"You can say that, buy you're not entirely sure... Let me tell you your symbol."

He looks at it. It was a spade. "Hmm... Club."

"I don't believe you. Leave me alone!" You said, extremely nervous.

"Die if you want, but dying because you trusted the wrong person is a dumb way to die."

You pushed him out of you way and ran to the bathrooms, scared.

There were only 10 minutes left and Chishiya was looking for you to tell each other their symbol.

You were sat on the floor of the bathroom, your arms around your knees. That guy actually managed to manipulate you and make you doubt Chishiya.

He was right. You saw Mira on the big screens, someone you met face to face, and thought she was a normal player. Maybe Chishiya was also lying and was just using you and Kuina to gain trust from the players, that would explain why he knew what was going to happen at the beach between Aguni and The Hatter, right?

Oh no, you were getting that feeling again. Your heart started beating faster and in an irregular way. You were shaking, you were struggling to breathe normally, and your chest started to hurt.

You heard the door of the bathroom open.

"___, our sym-" He stopped when he saw you on the floor, shaking and struggling to breathe, with a look of extreme fear.

"___?"

"C-chishiya..." You said, completely scared

He kneeled down to your level with a confused face.

"What happened?"

"I'm afraid... Even if I look tough in the exterior, I'm still afraid..." You said, shaking, almost crying.

He was confused. He'd never seen you in that way, so scared and vulnerable.

Suddenly, you hugged him, clinging to him as you cried on his shoulder.

He felt your heart beating really fast, knowing what was happening.

"It's okay..."

Even tho he wasn't exactly a fan of physical contact, he let you hug him and rubbed your back. He knew how much you needed it in this moment.

"Chishiya... Are you really the Jack of hearts?" You said whispering, struggling to talk since you were also struggling to breathe.

He raised an eyebrow. "If I was a wouldn't tell you neither, but I think it's pretty clear I'm not." He said as you hugged him tighter.

"Enji told me the Jack could also be someone who was mixing with other players..."

"And someone as smart as you couldn't notice that he knowing that is suspicious?"

You didn't answer, but his touch helped you to calm down a bit.

"Calm down. You can trust me."

You stayed hugging him.

He was never like this. He would always be cold and distant, but for the first time, you felt him close in an intimate and vulnerable moment.

You didn't want to let go of him. His touch was making you forget about all your fears and calmed you.

But he pulled away

"There's only five minutes left. Your symbol is spade." He said confidently.

You, now calmed, nodded and asked him to turn around. His symbol was a diamond. "Diamond."

You both went to the rooms to tell your symbol. You were a bit scared since Enji and Chishiya told you different symbols, but of course, you were gonna trust Chishiya.

"Spade..."

He never lied. Enji was the Jack. It was obvious...

TYSM FOR ALL THE SUPPORT!

I'll do all the requests, I swear, but just give me time bc I've been very busy lately

vivi out ( =＾ω＾)

[niki-phoria]

https://www.tumblr.com/niki-phoria/776310441091694592/hii-lovely-do-you-still-write-for-chishiya

hii, it’s me again!

If I’m not bothering you, you wrote to Chishiya "his types of kiss", do you think you could write a "his kind of demonstrating that he cares through gestures" (gn reader)? Thank you so much 🩷

그런 널 보면 i'm dyin' to hold you now / 밤은 또 어느새 날 깨우려 하는데

pairing: chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 580

notes: wasn't sure how i wanted to write this so it isn't super romance focused (chishiya's love languages is similar but more romantic), haven't written for aib in a while so sorry if the game doesn't really make sense lol, thank you so much for the request !! i hope you like it <33, not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes, title from bae173 - annoyed

the air feels sticky against your skin; the night breeze does little to combat against the humid summer air. beside you, aguni crosses his arms across his chest. he lets out an impatient sigh as he leans his head against a white pillar. your eyes scan around the group. your competition. 

a businessman nervously fidgets with the cuffs of his suit. beside him, two women stand side by side, clinging onto each other. they whisper softly to each other even though you’re too far away to hear any of their words.

CHISHIYA SHUNTARO nods his head along to a rhythm you can’t hear. his hood has been pulled up over his head, leaving only a few stray strands of blonde hair visible beneath the night sky. when chishiya glances upwards, his gaze meets your own. he smirks softly behind his jacket hood for a few seconds before returning to silently analyzing the other players. 

the chime of the announcement system comes as a welcome change. a familiar automated voice plays over speakers you can’t see. “game: tag.”

at first, the minutes tick by without any events. you keep your footsteps quiet as you slip through the stairwell. aguni walks with confidence but you don’t miss the way he subtly sticks closer to the shadows lining the walls. you take the opportunity to slip away, walking through the eerily empty apartment’s halls. 

chishiya is already standing near the roof when you arrive. without the jacket’s hood protecting his face, the wind blows stray strands of blonde hair across his face. he leans against the white half-wall, watching the other players wander around from above. 

“anything interesting?” you ask, stepping closer to stand beside him. the bricks feel cool against your hands. a thick layer of paint has smoothed out any texture they used to have. 

chishiya simply hums. “nothing yet.” he shifts slightly, brushing his shoulder against your own. it’s an otherwise unnoticeable gesture, but it makes your heart skip a beat nonetheless. “does aguni know you’re here?”

you shrug. as the beach grew, it became harder to keep track of each member individually. the games only added to your anonymity, making it easy to slip away from the crowd under the guise of ‘being afraid for your life.’ “does it matter?” 

he remains silent. your lives depended on your social skills just as much as your physicality. the beach had only become another challenge, demanding careful navigation and care to survive. aguni was smart enough to survive. he wasn’t vengeful like niragi or observant like ann. he wouldn’t pose any real risk. at least, not while hatter was still in charge. 

chishiya glances at you. he shuffles ever so closer, resting his hand just beside your own. the heat from his knuckles is a welcome change from the otherwise cool night air. after a few seconds his hand dips lower, fingers now tugging at the edge of your beach-issued bracelet. chishiya’s fingers run along the braided thread holding it together. 

you flinch slightly when yet another round of gunshots echo throughout the apartment. they’re much closer now; you can hear the click of another round being loaded into the chamber. chishiya reaches over, tentatively taking your hand into his own. his thumb runs along the grooves of your knuckles. he doesn’t say anything. he doesn’t need to. the gentle circles he rubs against the back of your hand say more than words ever could. don’t worry. we’ll be home soon.

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[mocchii-writes]

hello! could i request reader asking kuina how to confess their feelings to chishiya? anything super fluffy! i feel like kuina would be a supportive friend :) thank you!

Days Blend to One When I'm on the Right Beaches

Paring: Shuntaro Chishiya x Reader

Summary: Who would've guessed Kuina could have such good advice? Okay, maybe Chishiya was the one doing all the work...

Words: 1.5k

Warnings: Maybe swearing? Chishiya is ooc

A/n: Haha, get it? "beaches" I'm so funny

~🍡🍡

You let out a soft breath you didn't know you were holding as Chishiya closes the door behind him, leaving you and Kuina sitting in your bedroom. You hear a playful scoff and turn to Kuina, brows furrowed.

"That was such a forlorn sigh." She says, smirking at you. "You're so hopeless. It's funny." You roll your eyes as she laughs.

"Shut up!" You can't stop the smile from warming your face as you push her playfully. "I am not hopeless! Nor am I sighing longingly or whatever." That results in a snort from Kuina as she shakes her head.

"There's no point in arguing with someone who's clueless, I guess." She can tell you're rolling your eyes again even though she's painting her nails, acting like she isn't totally invested.

"Don't make fun of me! How are you supposed to approach a situation like this? Let alone with Chishiya." You sigh again, looking out the window to the crowded pool of people outside, enjoying the last bit of sunlight before the day ends.

You knew it was a useless crush the minute you got it. He was so monotone all the time. What could you even like about him? He's like a static tv channel or a slice of white bread.

You could say things like that all day, but it never helped. No matter how "boring" you made him sound, you were still head over heels.

"He probably already knows. You're not exactly discreet, and if I can tell, there's no way Chishiya can't." Kuina interrupts your cloud of thoughts, and the idea that Chishiya could just be humoring himself by watching you trip over yourself for him makes you groan and fall back onto your bed.

Kuina sighs, closing her nail polish and looking at you. You stare at your ceiling, distracting yourself.

"This is depressing to watch. Get up." She speaks. You simply grunt in response, acting like a grumpy teenager. She scoffs at you again before grabbing your wrists and dragging you up so you're sitting. "I'm not going to let you suffer any longer, okay? Let me show you how to charm any person you like perfectly."

"I'm not in the mood for a lesson, Kuina. One of the only good things about this place is that I no longer have to go to classes." She just shrugs you off, grabbing a lip-gloss and handing it to you.

"Step one: Be confident! You can't make anyone like you if you don't like yourself first. You're hot! Anybody with eyes can see that!" You smile lightly, applying the lip-gloss casually as she briefly does your hair.

"Does this affect our grade?" You ask, earning another snort from her.

"Yes. Pay attention, because so does attendance." You laugh as she hands you your shoes. "Step two: Know your audience. You can't play hard to get if you're just hard to get rid of. Does your target prefer casual flirting? Boldness? Details, people!" You laugh at her again as she opens the door for you.

"Where are we going? And don't call it a 'target,' I'm not murdering anybody." She huffs a laugh and closes the door behind her.

"You need some fresh air. You're acting like a vampire. Also, I won't call him a target if you don't call him an 'it'." You sigh and walk beside her, looking out the window again. Fresh air really didn't sound that bad, honestly.

"What's step three?" You ask, smiling at her as she rubs her hands together. You laugh as she pulls a mischievous face.

"Step three: Good luck!" You look confused for a minute before you feel her push you outside, closing the door in your face as she shouts a brief apology.

You would be angrier if you hadn't been caught by someone.

You didn't even have to turn around.

You did anyways, though, whipping around as Chishiya let go of your shoulders, raising an eyebrow. "Sorry! Kuina was just- uh- joking around. Where are you going? I assume she's not opening the door anytime soon." You blurt, avoiding eye contact.

He exhales briefly, your best hope for a laugh from him. "It's alright, I was just looking for you." You feel your eyes widen as you try to mask your panic with a smile, looking at him.

"You were? Oh, well, I'm here - uh, now!" You want to slap yourself and hide under your bed. Why were you panicking so much? You had spoken to him countless times. He considers you a friend. It makes it so much worse that he can obviously tell you're on edge. He doesn't say anything about it, though.

"Do you want to head to the rooftop? I know you like watching the sunset sometimes." He asks, tilting his head slightly, looking behind him at the lowering sun. Your face drops in a resting way. You hope you don't look upset.

He knows that?

"You know that?" You ask, trying and failing to hide the smile creeping up on your face. He didn't seem like the sentimental type, and it's not like you explicitly said, 'Hi! I'm in love with you and like sunsets!'

He nods once, looking at you with a calm expression. You smile at that, and you can swear you see his lips twitch, threatening to break into a grin, but you are in a bit of a hazy panic.

You're calming down, anyway, so you walk to the nearby stairway, hearing his footsteps behind you. You open the door and look behind you as he grabs the door for you.

Gentleman!

No, polite.

You turn back, facing forward as you walk up the stairs side-by-side, quietly.

You reach the rooftop just in time to see the sky a pale orange. You hum in contentment, walking to the ledge to throw your legs over it, sitting and watching the sky turn into a watercolor painting.

You feel the air shift beside you as Chishiya sits to your left, watching the sky. You sneak a glance, but you're clearly not fast enough. He manages to catch your eye before you look back to the sky, admiring the reds and blues mixing together.

"What was Kuina teaching you?" He asks, keeping his gaze on the sky as you whip your head around before quickly turning back.

"Nothing important." You say, but you cringe at the crack in your voice. He scoffs and raises an eyebrow, looking at you again. You look to your hands, playing with them and admiring the glow of your skin from the light.

You look to him, unsurprised he's already looking at you, but you struggle to hide your awe of him in the orange cast of the sky. Your lips are slightly parted as your eyes wander his face. When you meet his eyes again, he's smiling a bit. So subtly, you wouldn't notice if you didn't have his face practically memorized.

"You're missing the sunset." He teases, keeping eye contact as your hands begin to move together again.

"I have a better view." You whisper. Where did that come from? You have no clue. Be confident, right? Whatever Kuina said to you, you pray it's working.

He smiles at that. A small, lazy smile as he huffs a breath lightly. "Oh yeah? Probably can't compare to mine, but we don't have to compete." You feel your smile widen as you look to the sunset again, hoping to hide the blush adorning your face.

The sky is painted with greens and purples now, the moment almost over. You sigh comfortably, leaning back on your hands and watching the sky. You see Chishiya turn to look at the sky, and you take the chance to admire him again.

You really have an issue with doing that.

His expression is unreadable, but his lips are slightly curled into a smile ghosting his lips. You hope that means he's content and not him laughing at you.

"You're lucky, you know." He says, his voice a low contrast to your small laugh.

"Yeah? And why is that?" You ask, intrigued. You can see the way his eyes flicker, as if he's contemplating something, something fogging his mind.

"You're interesting. I like to see the way your mind works." That shocks you a bit. Only because that's really a lot coming from Chishiya, and he knows you know that.

"And that makes me lucky?" You scoff lightly, looking to him again. "I didn't realize it was such an honor to be liked by you."

He huffs a small laugh, glancing at you before back to the darkening sky. "I didn't say that, nor did I say I like you." You put a hand on your chest, faux offense on your face.

"Rude. So, you're allowed to read between the lines, but I'm not? Doesn't sound fair, Chishi." You smile, pushing his shoulder lightly. "Are you saying you don't like me, then?"

He stays silent for a moment before looking at you. It's different from the way he usually glances at you, though. His eyes seem almost pleading, like he's worn himself out, but also focused.

He scans your faces, his eyes trailing your face for a minute. You feel exposed now, wanting to shy away into your room again.

"I didn't say that, either." He says, his expression returning to that familiar boredom. You can't help but smile, though.

"So, what do you say?" You whisper. He exhales, and you can feel in fan onto your face, making you notice how close the two of you have gotten. His eyes are half-lidded, looking at you with something you can only beg to call longing, but apparently, being forlorn is something you're not good at. Know your audience.

He doesn't answer you, simply making eye contact, waiting to see how far he can stretch before one of you snaps.

He was sure it wasn't going to be him.

But as you look up at him with those pretty eyes, he can't seem to resist leaning in, feeling your breath hitch.

Milimeters apart, Chishiya finds himself closing the gap between you, softly and briefly kissing you.

His lips are warm and a little chapped, but you weren't going to complain. You flutter your eyes closed before he pulls away, too soon for your taste.

Before anything can be said, you gently grab his jacket, kissing him again, welcoming the warmth in your gut that appears when he reaches up to hold your face in his hand.

Good luck!

This is kinda different from the request, uh, oh, I hope it's okay, though! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

~🍡🍡

[chishiyaisasnack]

Masterpost

Hi everyone!

This blog is just for me to get back into writing - and somehow that ended up mostly as Chishiya smut. Which means that this blog contains nsfw written content.

I take requests too! Both sfw and nsfw. I can’t guarantee that I will accept the request - but that’s because I can’t come up with a good story, not because of the request itself.

Also, this is my secondary blog so tumblr won’t let me reply to comments or let me send asks as this account 🥲 Thank you all for your support, you are so sweet to me and it makes me so happy.

I only write about Chishiya from Alice in borderlands.

Here are my current works:

Dare (pure smut, just fwb and no romance. fem!reader)

Part 1 Part 6

Part 2 Part 7

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

A talk with Chishiya (just a quick sfw scribble. gn!reader)

Watch me (sub! chishiya, smut only. fem!reader)

Click (sfw one shot, kinda toxic chishiya x reader. gn!reader)

Slow kisses (small hc, fluff. gn!reader)

Couch cuddles (small hc, fluff, brief mentions of nsfw at the end. gn!reader)

Random headcanons (sfw)

Shower time (sfw, chishiya x reader, fluff? and light angst)

Meat stick (THIS IS A JOKE. Smut and pure stupidity)

It’s under my skirt, Doctor (smut, fem!reader)

Merry xxx-mas (smut fem!reader)

First time (smut, fem!reader)

[ghostlynightpanda]

Can I request Chishiya x fem!reader who worried about his safety after the games?

Scenario: The reader gets extremely worried about him after he went into one the games again, which lasted way longer than before and she overthinks about one of the worst scenarios.

But then, when she finally sees Chishiya being alive, she couldn’t help herself but to throw herself at him and embracing him into a hug.

(Btw I hope that you understand my writing since English isn’t my mother tongue 😅)

The Weight of Silence

English is not my first language, so if you find mistakes, feel free to contact me!

Synopsis: After the King of Spades tears through the city, you and Chishiya split up to take down the face cards, each going after a different King.But when Chishiya doesn't return after his game, you're overwhelmed with fear and uncertainty, caught between the brutal reality of the games and the deepening emotional bond you share with him.

warnings/content: Chishiya x fem!reader, 2.763 words

The world outside was quiet, but it wasn't peace—it was the kind of silence that follows destruction. The kind that settles over ruins and makes you hold your breath, listening too long for footsteps that never come.

You sat near the window, staring out through the cracked glass at the hollowed city below. Somewhere, far off, gunfire cracked like thunder—distant, but sharp enough to twist your stomach. The King of Spades was still out there, stalking the streets like death in motion. You and Chishiya had barely escaped his last ambush. Just barely.

After the Beach went up in flames during the Ten of Hearts game, you'd chosen to stay close to Kuina and Chishiya—clinging to the bond you'd formed with them in this twisted version of your old world. But when the next stage began, and the King of Spades started slaughtering people on sight, everything fell apart. One explosion was all it took to shatter your group. You were separated from Kuina, Arisu, and the rest—lost in the chaos of smoke, bullets, and screaming.

Now it was just you and Chishiya, hiding out in a crumbling apartment you'd broken into. A temporary safe haven. A fragile pause between nightmares.

The Jack of Hearts game had come, and you'd faced it together. It was a tense, layered battle of logic, trust, and psychological manipulation—but you survived. You both survived. After the win, you returned here, hearts still racing beneath the surface, and decided—just for a little while—to stop running. To take a breath. One day. That's all you allowed yourselves.

Now, even that small reprieve was slipping away.

Behind you, Chishiya moved quietly through a dusty drawer, rifling for anything remotely useful. He was methodical. Calm. Detached. Like always. But you'd seen the way his hand had trembled, just slightly, the night after the game. He wasn't untouched by everything—you just weren't sure what it would take to make him show it.

"You're quiet," he said without looking up.

You glanced over your shoulder. "So are you."

The corner of his mouth twitched—almost a smile. "Guess we match."

You wanted to say something more. Ask if he was okay. Say that you hated how the silence had started to feel heavier than the sound of gunfire. But the words stuck. You weren't even sure how to begin.

Then Chishiya freed you from the silence. "We'll have to join another game soon," he said, closing the drawer with a soft thud.

You exhaled slowly, nodding. "The King of Diamonds and King of Hearts airships are close by," you pointed out, gesturing toward the window. Chishiya followed your gaze for a moment, then gave a quiet nod.

He met your eyes then, something unreadable flickering behind his calm expression. "I think we should split up," he said, and the words made you freeze. "If we're clearing all the face cards, then the game ends, right? Which means we might actually get home. We've got to defeat them before the King of Spades kills the rest of us. We can deal with him last. So... we need to move fast. Take down everyone else while we still can."

You stayed silent, thinking about his words. "You're right," you finally sighed. "But I don't like it."

He watched you for a beat longer. "It's just logic."

You stood, walking over to him, your voice quieter now. "I know. I just… I still don't like it."

A beat of silence.

Then, softer than usual: "I'll come back."

You looked up at him. "Promise?" Your voice cracked just slightly on the word, and you hated how desperate it sounded. "It's just… We already lost everyone else. Kuina, Arisu, Usagi—I don't even know if they're still alive. We were separated so fast, and then it was just chaos. You're the only one I know is still okay."

Your gaze lifted back to his, more vulnerable now.

"I'm not ready to lose that, too."

For a moment, something shifted in Chishiya's expression. The sharpness in his eyes softened, just barely.

He didn't say anything right away—but he nodded once, slow and certain. 

You leaned forward just slightly, resting your forehead against his shoulder. You didn't care if he stood still like a statue. You needed it. Just for a second. And to your surprise, he didn't pull away.

Neither of you said anything after that.

When it was time to go, the air between you felt heavier than before. The world was about to get dangerous again. And you had no idea what it would take from you next.

— — — — —

The hum of the drones faded behind you as you walked away from the arena, the King of Hearts emblem flickering like a dying star before vanishing into the smoke-laced sky.

You'd won. You were alive. But it didn't feel like survival. It felt like something had been torn out of you and left behind in that hellish maze.

Victory sat hollow in your chest—an echo, not a triumph.

That game hadn't tested strength or logic. It hadn't given you riddles to solve or opponents to outwit. It had twisted your perception, your instincts, your trust in others—and in yourself. The game had taken place inside a suffocating, windowless building, an endless labyrinth of narrow hallways that looped back on themselves and ended in mirrored dead-ends meant to disorient and trap. The lights buzzed overhead like insects, flickering with cruel irregularity. Shadows danced where they shouldn't.

And then… there was it. The thing they released after your one-minute head start. A monster that didn't belong in reality—jet-black skin like stretched tar, a wide jaw bristling with uneven fangs, and eyes that glowed sickly yellow in the dark. It moved like it knew the halls better than you ever could. It stalked. It waited. It tore people apart in seconds.

You could still hear the screams. Still feel the girl's small hand in yours, the way her fingers tightened around yours in sheer terror—until they didn't. The rest of her never made it. Just her hand. Her blood. Her eyes, wide and terrified, frozen in your memory like a cruel photograph.

Only four of you made it out.

You hadn't spoken a word since.

Each step back to the apartment felt heavier, like your legs were dragging the weight of everything you'd seen behind you. Your mind kept looping through moments you didn't want to remember, flinching at shadows, listening too hard for footsteps that weren't there. Your muscles were sore, but it was your mind that felt bruised—cracked in quiet places you couldn't reach.

And through it all, a thread of hope kept tugging at you: Chishiya will be there. He'll be waiting. He always comes back.

But the streets were quiet. Too quiet. No familiar flash of white hoodie in the corner of your eye. No silver hair catching in the light. No dry, sarcastic voice asking what took you so long.

Your pulse spiked.

You reached the apartment and shoved the door open, the metal creaking with a sound that grated on your nerves. Inside, everything was still—too still. The stale air hit your face like a wall.

"Fuck," you whispered, your voice barely carrying. Your hands trembled as you rubbed your eyes, trying to chase away the sting. Not now. Not yet.

"Okay. It's— it's all good," you breathed shakily, your voice cracking as you stepped inside. You closed the door behind you with a soft click, as if anything louder would invite something worse.

"Chishiya?" you called, stepping into the apartment further. "Chi—Chishiya, you here?"

Nothing.

Just silence.

The kind of silence that screamed in your ears.

You leaned back against the door, head tipping until it bumped the wall behind you. A sharp exhale escaped your lips, followed by the rise of something else—panic, cold and creeping.

He's just late. Maybe his game ran longer. Maybe he had to take a different route back. Maybe… maybe he's not coming back at all.

Your throat tightened. You clenched your jaw and pressed your lips together, trying to stop the wave of emotion that surged up your chest like a storm tide. You've already lost so many people. You can't lose him too. Not him.

Not the last person you had left.

You told yourself not to panic—but the thing about panic is, it doesn't listen.

You didn't know how long you sat in the hallway, staring at the front door. The light outside dimmed, shifting from gray to a deeper shade of dusk. The shadows in the apartment grew longer, swallowing the floor, the walls, and every last scrap of warmth you'd been holding onto.

He was gone.

Maybe not in the way the others were—lasered, broken, lost in the blood-soaked wake of this city—but gone nonetheless. And maybe that was worse.

Because this time, you had been waiting.

You sat curled on the ground, arms wrapped around your knees, your body still. Too still. The ticking of your watch echoed louder than it should have. The buzzing of a distant drone made your heart jolt. You kept thinking you heard footsteps. Kept getting up to check the door, only to be met with more emptiness.

Your mind wouldn't stop. It conjured images you didn't want—his pale hair darkened with blood, his face slack and still beneath some debris, or worse: a laser from above catching him mid-step. You saw the monster from your game again, its claws ripping through the girl's body, her scream cutting off too early—her hand still in yours.

Your stomach twisted. You pressed your knuckles to your lips, fighting back the urge to scream.

But then— A click. The door creaked open.

You jolted upright so fast you nearly lost your balance.

There he stood.

Chishiya.

Framed in the doorway, silhouetted by the dying light outside, his hoodie a little dirtier than usual, hair tousled, blood crusted near his temple—but his eyes, sharp and steady, locked on yours the moment he saw you.

And without thinking—without hesitation—you rushed forward.

Your arms wrapped around him, crashing into his chest. You didn't care that your breath hitched or that your fingers trembled where they gripped the back of his hoodie. You didn't care if this was a mistake.

You just needed to feel that he was real.

You were sure he'd pull away. That he'd scoff or say something cold—something logical. He always did.

But instead, you felt one hand press lightly against your back. The other hung loosely by his side, unmoving, unsure. He didn't quite return the embrace, but he didn't push you away either.

He let you hold on.

And somehow, that made it worse.

Tears pricked at your eyes, but you blinked them away, forcing yourself to take a step back. You couldn't meet his gaze—not when your emotions were still so close to the surface.

"Sorry, I…" Your voice cracked, barely above a whisper. You shook your head, unable to finish the thought. "I'm just gonna…"

You turned away before the rest could fall apart, retreating toward the bedroom with hurried steps. The weight of the moment pressed down on your shoulders, your heartbeat thundering in your ears.

You could feel his eyes on your back—quiet, unreadable, burning with something you couldn't name.

At the doorway, you reached for the handle and pulled it halfway closed— But it didn't shut.

A foot stopped it. Then, gently, it pushed open again.

The door creaked slightly as Chishiya entered the room. You didn't turn around, not immediately. The weight of the moment pressed down on you, heavy and suffocating, and you found yourself rooted to the spot, your back still to him.

There was a long pause, a quiet that seemed to stretch endlessly between you, filled with everything you didn't want to say. Every thought of him, every moment where you'd feared the worst for him, was still lingering in your mind. You hadn't realized how much you had been holding your breath until now. But he was here, and he was alive.

Finally, you took a shaky breath, your voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't think you were coming back," you confessed, the weight of those words hitting harder than you anticipated. Your chest tightened, and you turned to face him, your gaze immediately dropping to the floor to avoid his.

Chishiya didn't answer immediately. He didn't need to. His presence alone was the answer you needed. But still, he stepped forward slowly, cautiously, as if unsure of how to approach you. Then, without saying anything further, he gently touched your shoulder, guiding you to sit down beside him on the bed.

You felt the tension start to drain, bit by bit. It wasn't that the fear had completely left—after everything that had happened, there was still a tightness in your chest, still the weight of uncertainty in your heart. But in that moment, you weren't alone. He was here. And that was enough.

After a few moments of silence, you finally spoke, the question that had been burning in the back of your mind slipping out before you could stop yourself. "What happened in your game... the King of Diamonds?"

Chishiya's gaze turned toward you, his expression unreadable, though there was something different in his eyes now—an edge that hadn't been there before. He leaned back slightly, folding his arms across his chest. "Kuzuryu was the King," he replied simply, his voice devoid of the usual sarcasm or teasing. It wasn't a long answer, but it told you enough.

Your heart sank a little at the mention of Kuzuryu. You knew that name. The former number two at the Beach. Another traitor, like Mira. Another person who had put on an act, pretending to be one of you while secretly playing his own game. The fact that he was the King now made it all the more real. Another piece of the puzzle that had shifted in this chaotic, blood-soaked world.

You hesitated, fingers fiddling with the hem of your sleeve, trying to find the right words. You wanted to say so much about your own game. The terror. The hopelessness. The way you'd fought your way through, heart pounding, adrenaline rushing, as the walls seemed to close in. But something held you back. Part of you didn't want to relive it, didn't want to speak the words out loud and admit just how awful it had been. It would make it real in a way you weren't ready for.

So instead, you settled for something simpler. "It was… really hard," you said, your voice shaking slightly. "I don't think I've ever been that scared in my life." You lowered your gaze, a lump forming in your throat, but you swallowed it down. "It was... awful."

Chishiya didn't press you for more. He just nodded, his face softening just a little. He didn't need to say that he understood—it was clear he did. The way his eyes darkened, the slight furrow in his brow, showed that he could read between the lines. This wasn't just about the game. It was about everything. The fear, the trauma, the rawness of it all.

You took another deep breath, feeling the weight of the silence settle around you. But this time, it didn't feel suffocating. It felt like a kind of understanding had been reached, unspoken but shared. He wasn't pushing you to talk more, wasn't asking you to reveal the parts of yourself you weren't ready to face. And in that moment, that meant more than words ever could.

"Thanks for coming back," you said quietly, finally meeting his gaze again. "I don't know what I would've done if—"

He interrupted you, not harshly, but firmly, as if he wasn't about to let you finish that sentence. "I told you," he said, his voice steady. "I'm not going anywhere."

You nodded, a tiny smile tugging at the corner of your lips, though it was fragile, fleeting. But it was enough. It felt like a promise. And right now, that was all you needed.

The silence between you two was no longer heavy. It was comfortable, shared, even if neither of you had all the answers. Neither of you knew what the next game would bring, or how much more you could take. But at least, for the moment, you had each other. And that was something.

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[daniwrld]

Chishiya fluff hc's! :3

Where Chishiya is good, as always too reserved and serious, and his beloved girlfriend is a sunshine, quite intelligent, only she was very kind and gave him grace even a fly 🤦🏻‍♀️😸

𝙝𝙚𝙝𝙚, 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩, 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙝𝙘 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙝𝙝 𝙞 𝙡𝙪𝙫 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙢.. 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙘 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧 𝙩𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙚 <3

𝙤𝙢𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙞 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙘 𝙞'𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚.. 𝙜𝙤𝙙 𝙞 𝙡𝙪𝙫 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙁𝙇𝙐𝙁𝙁𝙔 𝙝𝙘'𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 3 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛.. (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙡 𝙇𝙈𝘼𝙊. 𝙃𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨𝙣𝙩 𝙏𝙊𝙊 𝙤𝙤𝙘 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙮𝙖, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙪𝙙𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙤 𝙞'𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞 𝙎𝙒𝙀𝘼𝙍

🅦︎🅐︎🅡︎🅝︎🅘︎🅝︎🅖︎🅢︎: ɴᴏɴᴇ

🅣︎🅨︎🅟︎🅔︎: ғʟᴜғғ <3

𝙬𝙚𝙗𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚+𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙙/𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙.

PRE-BORDERLAND AU

𝖲𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖿 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖠𝖫𝖮𝖳 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖫𝖨𝖹𝖤 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖻𝗀𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎?

𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌, 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖡𝖨𝖦 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌. 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 :(

𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖿 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾.. 𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝖼 (𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖯𝖣𝖠. 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖼 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖼 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝗄𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍.) (𝖻𝗍𝗐 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖫𝖬𝖥𝖠𝖮)

𝖡𝖴𝖳 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌,, 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗉 𝗍𝗈 '𝗋𝖾-𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾' 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗒.

𝖯𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 (𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒??) 𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖿 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌, 𝖯𝖫𝖠𝖸 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖧𝖠𝖨𝖱 𝖣𝖠𝖬𝖭𝖨𝖳!!(!)!

𝖫𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳 𝖪𝖨𝖲𝖲𝖤𝖲. 𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒, 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍? 𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋 (𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒.)

𝗈𝖿𝗆𝗀𝗌𝗄𝖺𝗁𝖩𝗌𝖽 𝗂𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆���� 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗆𝗀 𝗈𝗆𝗀 𝗈𝗆𝗀

𝖲𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒. 𝖮𝖬𝖦𝖦𝖦 𝖨 𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖳 𝖶𝖠𝖨𝖳 𝖨𝖬 𝖲𝖳𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖡𝖫𝖴𝖣𝖣𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖮𝖵𝖤𝖱 𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝖮𝖭𝖤 𝖲𝖤𝖢 𝖦𝖴𝖸𝖲?!?#^#6@$#

𝖠𝖼𝗍𝗌. 𝖮𝖿. 𝖲𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖭𝖮𝖶𝖶𝖶, 𝖻𝖼 𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 '𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎' 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾.

𝖱𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄: '𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗍?'

'𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎' 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 (𝗈𝗆𝗀 𝗂𝗆. (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞(ᗒᗣᗕ)՞(ᗒᗣᗕ)՞)

𝖲𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖢𝖣 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍, 𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖣𝖵𝖣 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁/𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾

??? 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝖿 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 (❍ᴥ❍ʋ)

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾. 𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗁, 𝖿𝖺𝗏 𝗌𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋.

𝖲𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾, 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒? (𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?? 𝖻𝗋𝗈 𝗂𝖽𝗄 𝖲𝖧𝖨𝖳 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖽.)

𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖡𝖴𝖸 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗌 (𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾-𝗌𝗈 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗉𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀)

𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖬𝖤𝖠𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖥𝖴𝖫 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏 𝖢𝖣/𝖣𝖵𝖣, 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗆𝖾, 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 (𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 '𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗒𝗉𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈' 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍.)

𝖻𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾 (𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗀 ( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°))

𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖼: 𝗁𝖾'𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝗒𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋'𝗌, 𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇.

𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍

'𝖡𝖺𝖻𝖾.. 𝗇𝗈! 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌 :(' 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽, 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗀, 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇.

𝖳𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎, '𝗈𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌.'

'𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌? 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋-' + '𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎.. 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒?' 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗐𝗄𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗅𝗒... (𝖻𝗋𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗉𝗉𝗅, 𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖶𝖠𝖫𝖫)

𝗂𝖽𝖼, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉. 𝖽𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍. 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾. 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖭𝖮. (𝖠𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖼 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 '𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗁' 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗉𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄?)

𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖼 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒.

𝖳𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 (𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌.)

'𝗈𝗆𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾', '𝖣𝗈𝗇𝖾'

𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗒, 𝗁𝖾'𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎?? (𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝖽𝗄 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀.)

'𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇𝖾.' (𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗒)

(𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾) 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 (𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗆, 𝗂𝖽𝗄, 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒??)

𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗓𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗂.𝖽 '𝖼𝗈-𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋 #2'

𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖨𝖭𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖭𝖳𝖫𝖸 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖱𝖳𝖤𝖣 𝖢𝖱𝖸 𝖫𝖠𝖴𝖦𝖧𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖣𝖮 𝖭𝖮𝖳 𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭?@&#^#/

𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽, '𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒?' 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈-𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌 #1, #2, #3 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗈𝗇.

𝖭𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 '𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾', '𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒', 𝖬𝖠𝖸𝖡𝖤 '𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒/𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖾' 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝖽𝗄 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗅𝗈𝗅.

𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙗𝙘 𝙞𝙢 𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙭 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙦 𝙡𝙪𝙫𝙞𝙚, 𝙞 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩. ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

𝙁𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙨 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢!!! 𝙡𝙪𝙫 𝙪 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙢 :33 𝙩𝙮𝙨𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙪 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 ♥︎♥︎

[yois2aki]

੭୧ chishiya with a reader with adhd... . ۫

chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader (requested)

— warnings: fluffy, reader and chishiya are in a relationship, beach arc, maybe ooc chishiya...

— summary: chishiya's incredibly high patience seems to be the perfect match for his super active partner <3

— word count: 1k

to put it simply, you were an outcast among other players at the beach.

people around you would either wonder how you were still alive, while others tried to actively befriend you so later you would suffice as bait on a specially harder game, from the way you acted so naive around others. you didn't take long to become aware of that, since you've never been in a hotel with so many ears.

thankfully, you had chishiya by your side. and while some concluded that you were only alive due to your boyfriend's aid, it seemed like his interest in you was elsewhere.

it was true that you could get easily distracted from the point of a game and almost cause a big disaster, but this also happened to be a quality for you.

you would pay most attention to stuff that others might consider useless in a moment of desperation, such as fighting for their lives; however, it wasn't unusual for that same stuff to define the difference between living and dying.

observing the littlest of details in a wicked place like the borderlands was a big advantage for you, and perhaps that was the reason you managed to survive all the time. unfortunately, most people didn't realize that, and you ended up just staying inside chishiya's shadow. not that you really cared; you preferred to stay in your own little world.

now, with chishiya's knowledge of the medical field, he resonated with your keen observations. it didn't take long for him to conclude that your hyperactivity didn't come from anything else other than a probable case of adhd. it was never declared between both of you whether you were diagnosed or not, but he didn't need a confirmation to know how to deal with your personality.

chishiya was a very calm person, if not the calmest you've ever met. his patience and your sensitivity worked well together. while he got to have a very smart partner, in their own ways, you got to have someone to listen to your ted talks and bring you back to the world when needed.

he isn't sure when and how he fell for you. that was something he didn't dwell a lot on, deciding to simply accept his feelings and be glad they were reciprocated.

but for some reason, he could not take his eyes off of your figure. for example, as you excitedly ran around a store you practically begged him to visit. it made it even better that you were both in the borderlands, which meant no one else was there but you both and an occasional sound of air hitting the windows.

"look, look! that's what i was telling you about earlier." you said excitedly, dropping whatever you were looking at before on the ground and practically running to the other side to look at the thing that caught your eye.

chishiya didn't even realize he had a small smirk on his face, bending over with a sigh to pick up the item you left and placing it back on the spot. he always hated messes, but he didn't feel the necessity to tell you that.

he walked towards wherever you went, hands inside his pockets, as he stared at you with practically stars in your eyes.

if he looked outside, he would notice the sun already starting to set, and since you were still stuck in the borderlands, soon everything would become dark due to the lack of electricity.

"we should get going soon; it's getting late." he decided to inform already. it wasn't going to be pitch dark until about 40 minutes, but he would rather tell you now so that you could process everything in your mind instead of when it's actually late.

"'shiya, look," you said more silently this time, already forgetting about what you were holding before and now pointing to a pile of books. "i love this series! we should take some home and read together."

"we should..." he replied with that calm voice of his, which was basically therapy for you.

by the time you both arrived back at the beach and in your shared room, it was already dead of night. you heard chishiya place the three shopping bags full of collectibles that interested you in a corner of the room.

he could tell you were tired by this time of the day, as the first thing you did was change into comfier clothes, lie down on the king-sized bed, and close your eyes for some moments without any energy to even have fun with your newly found collection.

chishiya admired you for a few moments. something about seeing you so serene made him feel better immediately, given that falling asleep was always trouble for you.

he soon changed as well, lying in bed beside you. chishiya was never one for physical contact, and you knew that. most nights you spent together were made just lying down next to each other, comforted by the fact that both were there.

however, you suddenly felt an arm envelop your waist, pulling you considerably closer to his body. you lied still for a few seconds until he spoke up. "is this okay?"

you felt like you should be the one asking, but since he was reaching out, you simply reciprocated his touch. nodding your head as you lied on his chest.

most nights were trouble for you, especially since the beach is a very noisy place that disturbs the rest of many. you were no different. during moments where it was specifically worse, you would toss and turn on the bed until chishiya eventually noticed and intervened by holding you close, since it seemed to always calm you down. it made you feel warm inside, knowing he was willing to bypass his boundaries for your comfort.

you were lucky to have someone patient and understanding like him in your life. and he wouldn't trade you for anything.

— a/n: waaa this was so cute.... i'm sorry if it's shorter than my past fics i feel like the fluffiness burned my brain out mmghhh (๑>◡<๑) i hope you guys enjoyed it... it's the first time i'm posting proper fluff here and i tried to focus on it a bit more rather than chishiya's constant teasing. i still think he's a menace tho !!!! sorry if this has any mistake btw... i could barely proofread it's late rn but i'll check in the morning <: