#cw aib

[sloppypears-ash-sg]

New Cross-Ship Just Dropped (II x AIB)

Note that I do not condone or support the actions of the AIB creator.

that moment when you're chatting with Italian Nacho on character.ai (as Taco), and she asks if you're single

[fallinsidethevoid]

“im not a violent dog, i don’t know why i bite” - bullied niragi

[styxfoxx]

trying so hard to not cry rn, the king of clubs always hits hard

[r3dblccd]

9 shows I could watch 500 times

tagged by: @irrwicht

tagging: @caelcstis, @sourspices, @frxgmcnts, @finalsurvivorgrp, @dozenrozez, @moonfl0wxr, anyone else who wants to share

Serial Experiments Lain (need to rewatch it soon honestly)

Another

Death Parade

Semantic Error (love me some enemies to lovers trope. That 'Warning, I will kiss you in a minute' scene - spectacular, amazing, groundbreaking, never been done before---)

The 8 Show (I know I only finished it recently, but I'm pretty confident that this show is gonna be one of my favourite ones this year)

Yellowjackets (Juliette Lewis can step on me)

What We Do In The Shadows (gay vampires and a fancy witch hat (iykyk), what else can I say; finally a documentary done right)

Our Flag Means Death (gay pirates, what else can I say)

Good Omens (gay demon and angel against Heaven and Hell in the middle of the end of the world, what else can I say; you get the drill. All I needed was David Tenant to say "My point is *burp*, my point is... Dophins, that's my point" and I was completely sold, yes, indeed, the point is, dolphins. Highly recommend the book too, and I'm so looking forward to the upcoming graphic novel.)

Special shoutouts bc I can and will do whatever I want (this is for series I quite enjoyed, and may watch again, but I'm not that obsessed with them):

Wellington Paranormal (2018-2022)

BEEF (2023)

Mr. & Mrs. Smith (2024)

Theatre of Darkness: Yamishibai (2013--) - It's kind of giving "Are you afraid of the dark?", but like with Japanese urban legends, or is it just me? Maybe it's just the story within a story kind of format that makes me think of that.

Bonding (2019-2021) - I'm giving them some extra points because at least they tried a little harder in season 2, plus I just view it as a silly little show to put on that you don't have to think too much about rather than a serious show trying to do very accurate representation. (and at least is much better than the trash fire 50 Shades of Grey is)

[tiffannythecat]

Ahdhahah,,

Brad TBO, Alef and Wig r also there. Fem Alef, AB posting, and adult Ayin yaaay

[mxliv-oftheendless]

No Peace for Us, Only Misery: Chapter 1 (Chirisu)

CW: vomiting, blood, Hanahaki disease

So since Ao3 is down for the foreseeable future, I’m gonna start posting my Alice in Borderland fics on here! This is a Chirisu Hanahaki fic that I posted on Ao3 in May, and I will begin to post the current fic I’m working on when I get home from work. But for now, enjoy chapter one!

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“Come ooon, spill! Everyone has to say their favorite flower!”

Usagi laughed at Kuina. “Why? Is it that important to know?”

Arisu leaned over to her and whispered loudly, “It’s so she can send us bouquets of our favorite flowers.”

“Ah!” Kuina lunged forward to swipe at his head, but Arisu just dodged it with a laugh. “Shut up! I just wanna know!” She huffed and took a gulp of her drink. “I can go first if you like, cowards. I like gladiolus flowers.”

“What do those look like?” Arisu asked interestedly. Kuina pulled out her phone and pulled up an image of them to show him. “Wow, they’re pretty.”

“I know, right?”

Usagi leaned in and read the text below the image of the flowers. “Says here they symbolize integrity and strength.” She grinned at Kuina. “Like you!”

Kuina smirked smugly. “Damn straight. Alright, I went. One of you has to go now.”

“I’ll go,” Usagi said with a shrug. “I guess I’ve always liked lotuses. I think it’s interesting how they can bloom in dirty water where other flowers can’t. It’s kind of beautiful, really.”

Kuina nodded. “That’s a good one.” 

She turned to give Arisu a fierce look, making him laugh and hold up his hands in surrender. “I’ll say it, I’ll say it, just don’t hurt me!”

“I won’t if you tell me,” Kuina said with a wide grin. 

“Okay, okay. I always thought…” Arisu flushed and scratched the back of his neck. “Um…”

“Tell us or I’ll whoop your ass,” Kuina demanded. 

“Okay!” Arisu laughed, keeping his hands raised. “Jeez. I always liked daffodils, I guess.”

“Any reason why?”

“Not really. I just always thought they looked nice.” Arisu grinned at her. “Can I put my hands down now?”

Kuina laughed and lightly hit his shoulder. “You can put them down, you dork.” Then she turned to Chishiya, who had up to now been sitting and watching quietly. “Alright, Chishiya, you’re next. Tell us your favorite flower.”

Chishiya gave her a bemused look. “You’re very obsessed with flowers today, aren’t you?” He looked at Arisu and Usagi. “I bet this is just a roundabout way to get inspiration for flowers to give to Ann.”

“Awww!” Usagi cooed, while Arisu slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter. “That’s adorable!”

“I—shut the fuck up, it is not!” Kuina pointed at Chishiya with her beer can. “Answer the damn question, coward!”

“Fine. I don’t have a favorite flower. I don’t like flowers.”

“Buuuuuullshit. Everyone likes flowers.”

“Not me.” Seeing the pictures in his medical textbooks of what Hanahaki disease did to the internal organs tended to turn one off of flowers. 

“You’re not getting out of this, man.” Kuina shook her beer can at him with emphasis. “Gun to your head, name your favorite flower or you die. What do you say?”

Chishiya smirked bemusedly. “In what scenario would it be so vital for my would-be killer to know my favorite flower?”

“ANSWER THE QUESTION, SHUNTARO!”

“Kuina,” Arisu said through his laughter as he reached out to grab her arm. “He’s just messing around. Don’t hit him.”

Kuina scoffed. “I’m not gonna, you sweet angel. I’m too drunk for that.”

Arisu laughed and shook his head, then turned to Chishiya. “What is your favorite flower, Chishiya? I’m curious now.”

“Me too!” Usagi agreed. 

Chishiya sighed. “I don’t know… I suppose if I absolutely had to name one, I would say roses.”

“Roses?” Kuina scoffed from where she was now slumped against Arisu’s shoulder. “That’s such a basic fucking bitch answer.”

Chishiya squinted at her. “There is a certain gesture I’d like to give you, but I won’t lower myself to that level.”

“Any type of roses in particular?” Usagi asked. “Like yellow, or pink, or…?”

“I guess white roses. I like the color white, after all.” He gave Kuina a snarky look. “Is that still a, quote, ‘basic fucking bitch answer’?”

“Nah,” Kuina said as she pushed herself up off Arisu’s shoulder. “At least you didn’t say red roses. That would’ve really pissed me off.”

“Ah. I’d like to change my answer then—”

“You better fucking not, you frosty son of a bitch!”

Chishiya dodged her arm as it swung out to hit him. In the process, the force behind the dodge sent him slipping off the couch to the floor. Arisu and Usagi just laughed loudly at him, making him raise his head to give them a stink eye. “You’re laughing. I have been embarrassed by gravity and you’re laughing.”

“Cheers to gravity!” Kuina raised her beer can. “You always know how to humble people when they need it!”

Chishiya turned his stink eye to her. “You live for my humiliation.”

Kuina just grinned at him around her beer can. “You love me.”

“Doubtful.”

“He says unconvincingly.”

“Awww, you love us, Chishiya!” Arisu teased. “Don’t deny it!”

Chishiya looked over at him, and he couldn’t for the life of him help the way he softened at the grin on the other boy’s face. “I will neither confirm nor deny.”

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It was getting worse. 

Chishiya stared, almost dazedly, down at what he’d just heaved into the sink. Blood smeared the white porcelain around the clumps of flower petals. He’d coughed up more blood this time, the coldly medical part of him noted. He’d be vomiting soon. 

He’d read his medical textbooks, and seen glimpses of patients in the hospital; he knew the symptoms of Hanahaki disease. It began with a simple itching in the throat, as the flowers began to grow in the lungs. Then just dry coughs, as the lungs began to try rejecting what shouldn’t be growing there. Then coughing up a petal or two, then more. Then eventually, the petals began to be stained with blood. Then the victim began vomiting up blood and flower petals, their body growing weaker against the invasive plants overtaking the lungs and heart. And it would get worse and worse, until finally… 

Chishiya’s stomach rolled and he felt like vomiting, though thankfully it was just normal, everyday vomit. But the Hanahaki-related vomiting would start soon, he knew that. 

He didn’t mean for this to happen. Of all the people to get Hanahaki disease, he never thought he’d ever be one of them. He didn't mean to. He didn’t mean to fall in love with—

A knock at the bathroom door. “Chishiya? Are you okay in there?”

Chishiya hurriedly turned on the faucet and drank some of the water to clear his throat. “Y-Yes,” he called, hoping his voice didn’t sound rough from all the coughing. “I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? You’ve been in there for a long time.”

Chishiya had to close his eyes tight when the sweetly concerned voice made him feel like coughing again. “I’m fine, Arisu. Just give me a minute.”

There was a pause, then Arisu said, “Okay. We paused the movie so you won’t miss anything.”

He waited for the footsteps to fade away, then ran to grab a fistful of toilet paper and pressed it to his mouth. Thankfully, this round of coughing wasn’t as bad as the first, probably because he’d coughed up all the petals for now. But the feeling like his chest was being internally torn to shreds still remained. 

He eyed the inside of the sink, watching as the cheerful yellow daffodil petals disappeared down the drain. He never meant for this to happen—really, he didn’t. He usually had more self-control than this. 

But he just couldn’t help it. How could he not have fallen for Arisu? How could he look at Arisu, endearingly awkward, with his mop of hair that fell over his big expressive eyes, his bright smile, and his heart that cared so much—how could he be around all of that and not fall in love? 

When Chishiya was sure the coughing had stopped, he threw the bloodied toilet paper in the trash and grabbed a few tissues to wipe his mouth. With any luck, people (Arisu, in particular) would just think he had a bad nosebleed. He tried not to look at the daffodil petals as he forced them to slide down the drain out of sight. 

There had been the briefest moment just now, where he considered telling him. He always considered it, just momentarily, whenever he was coughing up the blood and flower petals. It was considered, for just a moment, to ask Arisu to come into the bathroom or text him or call him and tell him he was in love. Then maybe he’d be cured, and never cough up another daffodil petal again. 

But no, he knew he wouldn’t be cured—because of course, these things were rarely so simple. The disease was cured by the confession only if the object of the victim’s unrequited love returned their feelings. And he knew that wouldn’t happen. This wasn’t some fantastic romance like the stories Kuina loved so much—this was real life. There was no mutual pining, no mutual unrequited feelings. Arisu wouldn’t return his feelings; Chishiya knew he wouldn’t. He already didn’t understand how Arisu could consider him a friend, when Chishiya was so coldly logical and apathetic and heartless, the very opposite of his kind soul. 

Chishiya took another drink of the water, swishing it around in his mouth and spitting it out to get rid of the taste of blood still there. Then he placed his hands on the sink and gripped it tightly, closing his eyes to try and fight back the emotion coursing through him. He sucked in a deep breath, blew it out, then repeated, until everything inside him finally settled down. He opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror. He wouldn’t say a word. 

When Chishiya rejoined the others in the living room, he immediately went to sit down on the couch next to Usagi. Arisu and Kuina were lying on the floor, chattering about some anime he didn’t catch the name of. “There you are!” Usagi said with a smile. “We were wondering about you. You didn’t fall in, did you?”

Chishiya cracked a tiny smile at her teasing voice, trying to ignore how Arisu laughed at her question. “I did, actually,” he said sarcastically, trying to sound like he hadn’t just coughed up daffodil petals into the sink. “It led to a strange, Wonderland sort of world.” 

Kuina scoffed and kicked him with her foot. “Don’t be snarky, ‘Shiya. Can we restart the movie now?”

“If you like. I don’t see why you paused it in the first place.”

“Thank Arisu. He insisted.”

Fuck. Of course he did. 

“I didn’t want him to miss anything!” Arisu defended himself. “It’s a good movie!”

Kuina scoffed again, this time with a smile, and ruffled his hair despite the boy’s protests. “You and your sweet heart. Now unpause it already.”

As Arisu did as asked and the movie resumed, Chishiya realized his throat still hurt from all the coughing. He nudged Usagi. “You brought water, right?” he asked quietly. He vaguely remembered Usagi entering Kuina’s apartment with a bag full of what she said were water bottles, ever prepared. 

“Hm? Yeah, I did. Do you want one?”

“If you don’t mind,”

“Of course not. I brought them for all of us.” She leaned down and fished one out of the bag to hand it to him. “Here.”

Chishiya muttered a thanks before uncapping the bottle and downing half of it. Usagi watched him with mild curiosity. “You were in there for a while,” she said quietly, so she didn’t talk over the movie. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

For a moment, Chishiya wanted to say no, no he was not okay—he was vomiting up daffodil petals, yes, the flower Arisu said was his favorite, because he’d fallen for Arisu and having to bear it all and pretend it wasn’t happening was probably the worst torture he’d ever experienced, despite his honed skill at pretending he didn’t care about anything. Usagi would listen, he knew; Usagi wouldn’t interrupt, wouldn’t judge, would probably even offer advice. 

“Yes, I’m sure. Really.”

[mirawidowkano]

Headcanon, Mira knows most [if not all] she can about drugs - because of her path in neuroscience and psychiatry. If she wanted to, Mira would involve drugs in a lot of her games, especially salvia divinorum.

[rna-world]

fireball and chip bag stuff and there pizza and also blood

[velocithea]

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE."

hailstone gets PISSED she should be like that more

[sloppypears-ash-sg]

Objectober Day 31 - Freestyle! The actual Day 31 piece, too!

(CW: AIB!)

For AIB... Disclaimer: I do not condone or support the actions of the AIB creator. All races deserve to be treated equally and with respect. The only time a singular person of a certain race SHOULDN'T be is if they cause harm, but don't ostracize the whole race.

One character from every show I have drawn during the month in Objectober pieces only! (At least one, that is. A majority have three, but I ran outta room.)

List of characters and where they're from:

Flower, Gelatin, Profily - BFDI. Bow, Bot, and Dough - II. Lemony, Rhythm Rocket, Flaggy - VOO. Button (Bella), Scarfy (Eloise), Caney (Archie) - hfjONE. Pot - EI (designed by @bluie123 !) Tumbleweed - AIB. Coney - OC.

What a nice way to wrap up the month! Woulda thought of something more grand, but whatever. This is fine.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 😊

[qof-diamonds]

🥝  :    does my muse have any  ‘  unusual  ’  habits,  interests,  and  /  or talents?  do they hide it,  or are they proud of it?  

“THAT'S SUCH A FUN QUESTION UHM..yes,yes, and yes. Do I really have to tell them? AAAH. Ok so, for talents..uhm,pole dancing. Like,not Just spinning around doing nothing, I mean literal pole dancing. Like the One you see on TV. Clothed or not..mostly not. . Dont ask how or why,I do not know, AND PLEASE DONT ASK HOW I FOUND OUT..15 year old me was a very fun Person”

“interests..I mean I think that everything here Is usual at this point, but I mean,I like to paint masks. Like,the One I have was hand-made by me and painted by me.”

“and habits..you seeee...I used to do like heroine and stuff like that. It's not unusual at this point,again. Yeah i do Not do It Much anymore but Sometimes I still do? It's not really something big. Also I pick at the skin on my fingers with my nails when I'm nervous. if someone threatened to shoot me I still wouldnt tell you more because the others arent really..great for anyone at this point -”

[fallinsidethevoid]

the fact that you can see that the spark left on niragi, and his face is screaming for death

[airbendertendou]

SOMETHING SOMBER TO MiSS! ♥︎ chishiya shuntaro

synopsis : three years after breaking up, your ex-boyfriend seems appalled by how you've changed, and the new company you keep.

recomended songs — exes, tate mccrae ; bibi vengance, bibi ; diablo, lexie liu ; 505, arctic monkeys

cw ; typical aib death nd gore ; reader is a physical fighter nd i wont apologize abt it ; the militants themselves lmao ; oblivious reader who holds everyones attention <3

TAGLIST : @chaotickyrith @valleyofheartz

♧ ♡ if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked. ♢ ♤

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Oil fries in the pan as you flip the meat you're cooking, the side dishes already prepared and ready to eat. You hum with a nod, satisfied with the spread you've cooked — happy the recipes you read came in handy and turned out well.

The front door slides open and a smile falls onto your lips unconciously. You don't turn from the stove as you speak, "welcome home, Shuntaro!"

He grunts in response, kicking his shoes off and throwing his work bag to the side. Sliding up beside you, Chishiya eyes the food you cooked curiously, nodding his head the way you did earlier. You grin, "hard day? Did they let you work with patients today?"

"Still a student, technically," he responds. Chishiya grabs the cutlery you need, filling one cup with your drink and the other with his own. He grabs one of the dishes, absentmindedly setting it on the table. "Proabaly won't be around people for a while still."

You frown, following behind him. "That sucks. You're the smartest person in that building."

The left side of his lips quirk up, "thank you."

Hitting his arm lightly, you can't fight your own grin. "As if I needed to inflate your ego anymore."

The only sound is your eating — conversation with Chishiya never felt needed. You often found comfort in his silence ; found it easy to be in his presence. When your food is finished and you're washing the dishes, you notice him lingering in the doorway. You let him take his time — sometimes, your boyfriend simply needed a moment or two before his thoughts could escape his head.

But, he never spoke up. Chishiya simply stood there, staring at you and through you simultaneously. You blinked at him, hands still soapy, "everything okay, 'taro?"

“Let’s break up.”

You pause, a wobbly smile masking the strain in your throat. You face him fully, “what?”

“Let’s break up.” He doesn't meet your eyes as he speaks. He looks over your shoulder — looks to the pictures of you together throughout the two years you'd been dating.

“…why?” You wipe your hands dry, hoping to hide how they tremble. Chishiya eyes them through furrowed eyes — he noticed. You hide them helplessly anyways.

He shrugs passively, “I’m bored.”

“And nothing I say will change your mind?” It's now that he meets your gaze. It's dark — empty as he looks at you. Ice crawls into your chest, settling there as your breathing begins to get heavy. You nod slowly and look to the floor. “Okay. Let’s break up, Chishiya.”

You hope the sound of his last name burns him as much as it did you.

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Music hits the pool area as you walk out, nodding to the beat you hear. Grinning at those you're familiar with, you perk up at your chosen group. The ones who brought you in when you were lonely.

"Ni—ra—gi!" you sing as you approach him. Sat on his lap is a girl with her bikini top slipping down slowly. Her lipstick is smeared and her cheeks flushed as her eyes widen at your voice. "Oh, am I interrupting?"

Niragi glares — he's really just hiding his laughter, "you always do. What do you want?"

You hum slyly, going behind the girl to settle her bathing suit correctly. Her breathing picks up and her hips twitch at your touch — Niragi hides his snort. "Have some newbies Hatter is welcoming. Wanna check 'em out?" You bend so that you're eye to eye with the stranger, "or keep having fun instead?"

With a squeak, the girl practically launches from Niragi's hold and skitters away. You blink owlishly, "was it something I said?"

Niragi's loud, boisterous laughter leaves a trail as you sneak into the secret meeting. Aguni eyes you before rolling his eyes discreelty and tuning back into what Hatter is saying. It's the same spiel you were given — this was a free paradise that only called for your loyalty. Loyalty being the cards you earned every game, of course.

If someone was going home, it was going to be Hatter first and foremost.

You eye the trio standing in the middle of the room, watching as the shorter male fidgets. He glances around — meets your gaze and gulps. He mutters to the girl he’s with, tugging on the end of his shirt.

Grinning, you lean close to Niragi and lower your voice to a whisper. “Traitor.”

“Them?” He raises an eyebrow, incredulous. “You really think?”

You put your hand out, “wanna bet?” Niragi clicks his tongue as you wiggle your fingers, insisting he shakes your hand. “Hm?”

He shoves your hand away, “never making a bet with you. Not again.”

As the meeting concludes, you grin widely.

Your name is called as Hatter beckons you forward. He leans on the desk in front of his card display, grinning as his top men join him. He gestures grandly, his arms open wide. "Liking your promotion?"

It's a silent nod to the gun strapped to your thigh — to the absence of a bathing suit. Aguni crosses his arms lightly, sticking his chin out. You grin — recently, it's starting to look more and more like Niragi's teasing smile than anything like yours. "It's fun enough."

Hatter laughs loudly at your words. He nods his head, "rumor has it you could beat any of my militants, anyways. Would rather have you on our side — on my side."

Niragi slings an arm around your shoulders as he hums in agreement. "Not a good idea to get on this one's bad side. I've seen it — scary shit."

Hatter cackles again as Mira eyes you now. She tilts her head a little, deciding to speak up. "Wonder where that temper of yours came from."

You simply grin again, closing your eyes with a sweet facade. "An old friend. That's all."

— ♧ ♡ ♢ ♤ —

When he's recruited to the Beach, Chishiya isn't sure what to think. The man he was partnered with was lasered at the last second, leaving Chishiya in a remaining duo. The woman — Rei, she said — eyed him warily before nodding.

An unspoken rule of the Beach was the ability to bring more people in — more cards in.

It's a loud place, music booming and people cheering as if they aren't in danger. In the entry way of the hotel, there's a small crowd gathering, whooping and jeering. Chishiya unknowingly strays closer to the circle and away from his tour guide.

In the middle, a man with his hair half-up is laughing loudly. His arm is around someone else as they stand over the bleeding lump of a person on the floor. As he laughs, Chishiya can see the shine of a tongue ring gleaming in the lights. His arm is tapped and he's dragged back to the introduction of everyone.

For a second, though, Chishiya thought he caught a glance of you.

Hatter calls for a meeting, as he usually does to welcome newcomers. Niragi stands with his gun slung over his shoulder — Chishiya squints his eyes, thinking of how familiar he looks before his attention is taken.

A long, lanky figure begins to speak to Aguni. The only indication of the conversation is the raise of his eyebrows — he seems surprised by something. Aguni's lips part, as if he's going to speak, before he eyes Hatter and his mouth falls shut.

The door behind him opens and Chishiya feels cold. A shiver runs down his spine, trickling in line with the sweat that's built up. He keeps his eyes to the ground, as if he subconciuosly knows danger is around. A sharp, musical lilt of someone humming interupts the meeting in the room.

"The traitors," it can't be, "have been taken care of, your highness."

Stock-still and frigid Chishiya stands as you come into view. You look different — it's been three years — a wide, estranged grin on your face as you ignore the blood dripping down your face. Niragi saunters up to you, "the hell happened?"

"Had a knife," you let out an annoyed breath, sweeping at the cut above your eyebrow. "Not a very good one, though."

Hatter's laughter calls everyones attention back his way. His grin is just as wide as yours — just as corrupted and red. "Thank you, [Name]! For your sacrifice, the Beach will live another day."

You simply bow your head before standing with Aguni — the militants, Chishiya remembers.

Tilting his head, the blond secretly looks you over. You'd gotten toned — leg and arm muscles built and presenting themselves nicely in your shorts and shirt. You stood relaxed, surrounded by numerous weapons and threatening figures had no impact on you at all. Maybe you were part of that threatening crowd now — part of the fear that clung to the Beach.

Chishiya wondered if you'd noticed his differences as well — his longer, lighter hair and how he slouched more when he stood. He wondered if you'd even seen him in the first place.

Sharp, animalistic eyes catch his gaze. The lanky, tattooed figure watched him before saying something to the pierced one from before. Chishiya shot his eyes away before either had the chance to see him staring.

— ♧ ♡ ♢ ♤ —

"Seem to have caught the newbies attention." Niragi speaks casually as you roam the hallways. He lets out a snort, rolling his eyes and head until he's looking at Last Boss.

Last Boss grins, "always do."

You curl your nose, swatting away the rifle Niragi holds on his shoulder — it'd bounced your way one too many times. "We had a newbie?"

Standing in disbelief, Last Boss pauses in the middle of the hallway. He looks Niragi's way, mouth parted in shock before he's slowly shaking his head. "[Name], you are..."

"Something," a feminine voice speaks up. The girl is with a crowd of three, her eyes trailing up and down your body slowly. She turns to wink your way as her friends scatter. "Something, truly!"

With a giggle, she's gone.

Before they can comment, a bell is tolled, signaling the time for games. Niragi lets out a huff, following behind as you wrap your arm in Last Boss'. A stranger allowed their attraction for you to overcome their fear for everyone else. You had to be magic.

— ♧ ♡ ♢ ♤ —

You had to be magic.

It was a spade's game, to Chishiya's disinterest. He'd made an acquaintance — Kuina agreed on wanting to leave before Hatter, and had a history of combat. She would be useful in these games — except, they switched games at the last minute.

Chishiya couldn't have regretted it more.

You seemed to be the star of the show, everyone focused on you as your fellow militants grinned ferally. Poser — a four of spades where one player selected was not who they said they were. It should've been a hearts game, maybe diamond.

Said player could only be exposed by the color of their 'blood'.

Everyone was given a heavy, white t-shirt full of paint. Red meant you were human — blue meant you were an imposter. Chishiya gulps at the display in front of him. The red staining your skin wasn't just paint — he looked down apathetically at the two half-concious people who'd taken you on beforehand.

"You." A friend of yours is looking his way, at his pristine, unstained shirt. They tilt their head, "let us see your insides, hm?"

Letting out a huff, you swipe the sweat off of your forehead. Three others have joined you in your battle — think some of these people are actually dead. Standing straight, you see a newer militant cornering someone ahead. Shrugging, you saddle up beside them to help.

Your voice dies in your throat.

Dark, almost empty eyes meet yours and you hold back a gag. They shine sparsely, with disgust, maybe empathy and the smallest hint of regret. Your fist clenches around your trusty knife, praying to it that your voice won't break. "...Chishiya."

He almost jumps when he notices your attention on him. The stray militant has joined into the clump of fighters feet away — it's only the two of you once more. He lets out a breath, "[Name]..."

Your fist connects with his cheek before you can think. Chishiya stumbles back — doesn't have time to guard himself before you're nailing your fists into him once again. Your knees connect to the floor harshly as you go down, following his body as he collapses.

How dare he call you so casually? So lovingly? Your swing misses — Chishiya simply stares up at you. How dare he come into the world — this solace of sorts and destroy the walls you'd built? How dare he — three years later — still linger on your tongue and in your thoughts?

A choked, staggered sob leaves your lips as the voice overhead chimes.

"Game complete!"

Chishiya is still laying on the ground as you stand on wobbling legs. His eyes are half-lidded, hazy as he gazes at you, stock still. The red under his broken nose copies the red bleeding from his shirt. Not the traitor this time, at least.

You let out another sob before turning, grabbing the card and leaving the game.

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AIB with a girlfriend

Pairing Arisu, Kuina, Chishiya, Takeru, & Aguni

cw; Child death (mentioned not detailed), piercings, drinking, tipsy!Arisu, Kuina, Chishiya, High!Takeru (I feel like he'd smoke pot, lets be honest), giving head (male receiving), praising (good girl, angel, beautiful), slight smut, fluffy Arisu, Aguni's being criminally short because I'm a slut for the characters that Sho Aoyagi plays and I was also very tired while writing this.

A/N; I originally had Niragi in this but then ran out of ideas of what to give him so... enjoy?

Arisu

You and Arisu had been dating for years, he wanted to celebrate with Karube, Chota, and you over winning a game competition. He'd spent days training for it. You did not expect the celebration to be at a piercing shop after a couple of drinks. The three friends got matching ear piercings, not very noticeable, as for you, you had decided to get a similar ear piercing.

After drinking, you took Arisu to your apartment, as he laid on your couch he kept playing with your hair.

"You know, all I thought about when I was playing was about you." He mumbles, hiccupping a few times. Some things about him makes you giggle.

Suddenly, lips touch yours. Arisu's slightly chapped lips on yours. He tasted of Sake but to him you tasted like heavens gates. His lips never leave yours as he pulls you to lay with him on the couch.

Spending the night sleeping on a couch with your boyfriend makes you feel great.

Kuina

It had been a couple of rough days, your girlfriend and you had spent them arguing. Majority of them were about Kuina and her parents. The only reason the arguments were rough was because you had planned your full anniversary. Not only was it the 3 year anniversary of when you and Kuina had gotten together but it was also the first year anniversary of Kuina officially being transgender. You had wanted it to be special.

However, due to your arguments, here you are. Sitting alone at home at 1 in the morning waiting for your girlfriend. You had been so worried that you were messaging to make sure she was safe. Yet no messages were being read. The front door opens, Kuina stumbling in drunk and looking around.

"Whats all this?" She drunkenly slurs. She had been upset and you could tell.

"It's our 3 year anniversary Kuina.." You wipe your face to hide the tears as she walks over to you. Wrapping her arms around you.

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry beautiful, don't cry." She hugs you tight, kissing the top of your head. "No crying mama."

You laughed a bit as tears fall down, "I'm just happy you're safe, you weren't answering your phone."

Kuina pushes you off her for a second. "Want to take this to the bedroom?"

Chishiya

Chishiya had been working hard for the past month. Anytime he was home, it was short lived. He would immediately be called back into work for a patient that was either going to kick the bucket or was pulling through their treatments.

Unbeknownst to you, Chishiya had favorite patients who knew little about him. He never told anyone much about him unless they were a child. The most his patients knew was that he had a girlfriend, was a hard worker, and a smartass sometimes.

Unfortunately, he had lost a patient. A kid who was bright minded. One he actually got along with and cared for. So it was a surprise for you when he came home tipsy and laid down on the bed, his head sitting in your lap. This had only happened once before but you knew better to not say anything, Chishiya was the type to grieve in silence.

Takeru

Takeru bucked his hips as he took a long drag from the smoke he had between his lips, watching you gag as you made him feel good. He drags a hand from off the couch to the top of your head, caressing it as you bobbed it back and forth.

"Good girl, as always." He removed the smoke from his mouth and snuffed it out in the ash tray using one hand while the other bobbed your head for you. He watches as your eyes water from gagging every few seconds. "C'mon beautiful, you can take it, surely."

He bucks his hips as he gets closer, throwing his head back as you take him in your mouth, groaning with a bit of whines spilling from his lips. "Tha-ank you angel."

Aguni

Aguni's arms are wrapped around you as he sleeps. You've got your head on his chest, hearing his steady heart beat as it rises. The only other times Aguni seems peaceful is when he is asleep, hanging with Takeru, or when it is just you and him alone.

His hands slowly go down your back sending a chill up your spine as you slowly stir from your sleepy state. All you can smell is Aguni's cologne as he pulls you closer to him.

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' DO I WANNA KNOW ? — Alice in Borderland

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

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

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

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

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

NIRAGI

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

CHISHIYA

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

AGUNI

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

HATTER

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

ANN

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

MIRA

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

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

KUINA

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

ARISU

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