#morizono aguni x reader

[chishiyainborderlands]

Very rare but sometimes I’m tempted to make a borderlands OC account

But then again I’m afraid no one will interact with him and also I’m afraid he’s too like… Mary Sue? Not really but??

I have him friends with Takeru and Aguni, and he’s hopelessly inlove with both of them even though he knows deep down they’re in love with eachother <33

[brokenloverr24]

#the fact that kurube is in each and every one of them proves that he is, in fact, a dilf in training-

alice in borderland — imagine dad vibes

dads who in their free time watches YouTube tutorials on how to design different hairstyles for their children, whether it be cut, dye, or simply designing it. in the end, became responsible for doing their children's hair and he thoroughly enjoys it. “daddy, daddy!” they come running up to him and once he's finished, goes to you to show it off

chishiya, kurube, tatta, arisu, aguni, yaba, kuzuryu

sneezes so loud, and it's not just the nose that's talking, it's the mouth too. like he just goes "aCHOOBRRBSJUHUBAH!" which scares/concerns his kid(s), best expect that they'd be running at you with concern/scared expression plastered on their face. " daddy's doing it again!!" and you'd tell him but his response is just, "so what?! let them be terrified!"

kurube, niragi, hatter, kyuma, aguni, last boss

dad jokes. need i say more? they're the bane of their child(ren) lmao. like, they just talk at the most bizarre moments, like one time your family is in a restaurant and he saw a fly, "what do you call a fly with no wings?" and everyone immediately groans, awaiting the punchline "a walk." the another set of groan—over the time they learn to ignore or let out a chuckle of two. needless to say, he never lets go of that humor.

maki, chota, kurube, hatter, enji, banda

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

♠️ AiB males in Mingle-Game with you ♠️

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

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

Characters: Aguni, Arisu, Chishiya, Karube, Niragi

POV: gn!neutral

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

A g u n i

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Good for you, nearly everybody knows Aguni.

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

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

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

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

A r i s u

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lord have mercy, he loves you for that.

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

Freestyle!

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

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

Seriously, how?

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

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

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

C h i s h i y a

The strategist of this game.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your face gets red like a tomato ...

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

K a r u b e

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We know how impulsive Karube can be.

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

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

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

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

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

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

N i r a g i

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

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

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

Can you imagine him having a heart!? 😭

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

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

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

Yep, he would grab people by their collar.

And he would punch and kick them if necessary.

... His firearm could also be used.

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

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

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

[angelseraphines]

ೃ⁀➷ body electric ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🦢 ꒱

╰┈➤ suguru niragi x former!lover!reader imagine

a/n: i would like to give a special thank you to @lumillsie for the layout of this post and for the filter used on the header! please note that i do not agree with the choices of niragi and for any fanfictions i write about him, those controversial actions will be omitted!

˚ ༘♡ it was the strangest thing, stepping out of your bedroom and into a world that had ceased to exist. the familiar cadence of life, the hushed creaks of the old family estate, the distant sounds of the city beyond, had been swallowed whole by silence. you called out, expecting an answer, but none came. the lavish halls stretched empty, the doors left ajar as if abandoned in an instant. outside, the streets of tokyo stood frozen in time, emptied of their ceaseless crowds, their neon-lit chaos. no cars idling at intersections, no distant murmur of conversation, no footsteps beyond your own.

˚ ༘♡ for hours, you wandered, a lone figure adrift in a dead city. the absence of life gnawed at your mind, an eerie stillness pressing against your skin. you searched for movement, for any sign that you weren’t the last person left in the world. then, at long last, you found them, a handful of strangers clustered in the remains of a building complex, their faces etched with the same confusion and fear that pained your expression. pitiful consolation burned in your chest, only to be doused by frustration. they knew nothing. no one did.

˚ ༘♡ then came the notification, it read the following, “visa: 3 days remaining.”

˚ ༘♡ your heart pounded as you turned to one of the others, demanding to know what it meant. their answer was worse than anything your mind had conjured. you had three days to play. three days to win. fail, or refuse, and your visa would expire. and when that happened, you would die.

˚ ༘♡ it sounded absurd, a nightmare spun from exhaustion and fear. but then the first game began.

˚ ༘♡ a siren wailed through the building, red emergency lights casting the halls in an unnatural glow. a door slammed open. and then he appeared.

˚ ༘♡ a towering figure draped in dark clothing, a horse mask concealing his face, the gleam of a gun heavy in his hands. he did not hesitate. the first shot rang out, cutting through the confusion, splattering blood across the walls. screams shattered the air. chaos erupted, bodies scrambling for cover as the game of tag began, except this wasn’t a game. not really.

˚ ༘♡ you ran. every breath burned, every heartbeat a countdown to death. the masked man moved with terrifying precision, his steps unhurried, methodical. you turned a corner just as another shot rang out through the air, a body hitting the ground behind you. fear coursed through your veins like fire, but survival drove you forward.

˚ ༘♡ in the end, you lived, not by skill, not by strength, but by sheer luck. a young man and a woman, moving like they had done this before, found the safe zone in the final moments. you barely made it, collapsing against the wall, lungs heaving, the taste of fear still thick in your throat. the masked man vanished. the sirens cut off. eerie silence returned.

˚ ༘♡ your phone buzzed again. your visa had been extended.

˚ ༘♡ the next day, you could hardly move. fatigue and shock weighed you down, pinning you to the cold floor of the abandoned building you had taken refuge in. your mind refused to process what had happened, but deep down, you knew. if you didn’t move, if you didn’t act, you wouldn’t survive the next game.

˚ ༘♡ it was pure chance that you ran into them again, the two who had saved you. the young man introduced himself as ryohei arisu, the woman as yuzuha usagi. you thanked them, though words felt meaningless after what you had just endured. when they asked if you wanted to join them, you didn’t hesitate.

˚ ༘♡ arisu mentioned a location called the beach, a rumored sanctuary where players had gathered. a sliver of hope in a city that had become a graveyard.

˚ ༘♡ it took time, careful observation, and calculated risk, but after following a group of players you recognized from the game of tag, you knew you were close, but without warning a devastating blow was delivered to the back of your head and you were entrenched by darkness.

˚ ༘♡ when you woke, your wrists were bound, the scent of lavender incense thick in the air. a lavish room stretched before you, unfamiliar faces standing in the dim light. a man entered, draped in a loose robe, his presence far too casual for the circumstances. he grinned and extended his arms in a welcoming gesture, “i am sure you all have questions, and we have the answers you are searching for.”

˚ ༘♡ the robed man, who introduced himself as the hatter, was the self-proclaimed ruler of the beach. with a charismatic grin, he explained the laws that governed this facade of a sanctuary, his voice smooth, practically hypnotic, as if he had rehearsed it countless times before.

˚ ༘♡ one. all playing cards collected from the games belonged to the beach. they believed that obtaining a full deck would grant them passage back to the original world, though there was no proof, only blind faith and desperation. two. all members were to follow the will of the leader, the hatter himself, and his chosen executive members. their word was law. questioning it was not an option. three. the most sinister of all, betray the beach, and you will be executed without mercy.

˚ ༘♡ his delivery was casual and lighthearted, but the dread of those mandates settled akin to lead in your stomach. there was no room for dissent. you were not being invited, you were being conscripted.

˚ ༘♡ with no choice but to comply, you were ushered away, given a simple command: change into swimsuits. no exceptions. it was a method of control, a way to ensure no weapons could be concealed. but beyond that, it was humiliating. a stripping away of your identity, reducing you to just another body in the beach’s twisted paradise.

˚ ༘♡ you were led into a grand dressing room, its gilded mirrors and velvet benches a stark contrast to the world outside. racks of swimwear lined the walls, bright, revealing, designed for spectacle rather than function. hesitant, you sifted through the options before settling on a pearl-white one-piece with a sweetheart neckline, elegant yet understated. even so, the thought of baring yourself in such a vulnerable space made you uneasy. for a sliver of modesty, you grabbed a sheer cover-up, draping it over your shoulders before stepping out into the heart of the resort.

˚ ༘♡ and what you saw left you speechless.

˚ ༘♡ the beach was alive with indulgence. men and women in vibrant bikinis and neon swim trunks danced freely, their bodies moving under the golden glow of the sun. cocktails sloshed in their hands, music pulsed from unseen speakers, laughter rang out like the city had never vanished. it was surreal, a fever dream of excess set against the backdrop of an abandoned world.

˚ ༘♡ but beneath the revelry, there was something off. something calculated.

˚ ༘♡ as you moved through the crowd, you felt it, the leering gazes of men trailing after you, drinking you in like you were just another prize in this lawless haven. your grip tightened around your cover-up, pulling it closer, shielding yourself as best as you could without drawing attention. searching the crowd, you finally spotted familiar faces, usagi and arisu, standing off to the side, their expressions indistinct.

˚ ༘♡ relief rushed through you as you hurried over. “i thought i’d never be able to find you two.”

˚ ༘♡ usagi glanced up, her eyes taking you in. she wore a navy blue two-piece, a peach zip-up jacket pulled tightly around her frame despite the heat. her voice was low, almost conspiratorial as she muttered, “can you believe they’re making everyone dress like this? it’s humiliating.”

˚ ༘♡ arisu, arms crossed, let out a slow breath, gaze drifting toward the endless stretch of blue sky. “you think what the executives said is true?” his voice was laced with doubt. “that if we gather all the cards, we can go back?”

˚ ༘♡ neither you nor usagi answered. because what was there to say? it was a fool’s hope, a dangling promise intended to keep the beach running, to keep its members playing the games. no one knew if escape was even possible. and something told you that the people in charge of these depraved, debauched games didn’t care.

˚ ༘♡ the vivacious laughter and excitement that had consumed the resort mere moments ago began to wane, like a tide pulling back, exposing something far more menacing beneath the surface. you felt it before you saw it, a change in the air, an unspoken tension that rippled through the crowd, silencing the drunken revelry. turning your head, your breath became erratic.

˚ ༘♡ a group of men strode through the party, their presence suffocating, the very energy of the beach seeming to warp around them. at the front of the pack, you recognized him immediately, the man who had taken down the tagger during your first game. his presence had unnerved you then, and it unnerved you now. he moved with the quiet confidence of a predator, his muscled frame tense beneath his tank top, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd with indifference. he looked like a member of the yakuza with his shaved head and vicious attitude.

˚ ༘♡ yet, it was the figure behind him that truly sent a chill down your spine. a man dressed in black, his hood drawn up over his head, a long, gleaming blade clutched in his grip. his head was shaved clean, but tattoos inked his stark white skin, crawling down his neck like a web of curses. he didn’t speak. he didn’t need to. his very presence was suffocating, a walking omen of violence.

˚ ༘♡ your gaze steadily drifted to the figure on the left, and your entire body locked up.

˚ ༘♡ no.

˚ ༘♡ your heart lurched, your stomach twisting into knots so tight you felt nauseous. your breath caught in your throat, your knees going weak beneath you. your mind screamed at you that it couldn’t be, that it shouldn’t be. but it was.

˚ ༘♡ “hey, aguni, who is this jerk staring at you?”

˚ ༘♡ the masculine voice with a taunting edge, slashed through the unbearable silence, your gaze landed on him. niragi.

˚ ༘♡ he stood before you, a rifle slung casually over his shoulder, his smirk razor-sharp and laced with cruelty. but your eyes weren’t on the weapon. they weren’t even on the piercings that now lined his eyebrow and tongue, nor the unruly strands of black hair that had grown out since you last saw him.

˚ ༘♡ the same eyes that once held warmth, shyness, devotion. the same eyes that once looked at you like you were his entire world. but now? now they were malicious and dark, devoid of anything kind and compassionate. the cocky bravado was there, the smirk, the teasing edge to his voice. but for a fleeting second, just a fraction of a second, his mask slipped. his expression faltered. he recognized you. he wasn’t expecting this, he wasn’t expecting you.

˚ ༘♡ arisu, beside you, blinked in surprise. “you’re the guy from the game of tag.”

˚ ༘♡ aguni, the man leading the group, barely spared you a glance. instead, his gaze flickered over the three of you, his lips curling in something that wasn’t quite a sneer, wasn’t quite pity. “i see your friend died.” his tone was cold, impersonal. “what a shame. the weak ones survived.”

˚ ༘♡ niragi, however, was no longer looking at arisu or aguni. his full attention was on you. his fingers twitched at his side, his head tilting slightly, like he was trying to piece together if this was real or some bizarre hallucination. then, before you could even think of what to say, he took a step forward, closing the distance between you just enough to make your breath catch in your throat.

˚ ༘♡ ”it’s been a while, honey.”

˚ ༘♡ his voice was laced with mockery, with that menacing brutality, but there was something else too, something genuine. a sliver of sincerity buried beneath it all, a trace of something that made your heart ache, remnants of the niragi you once cherished so deeply.

˚ ༘♡ “why are you hanging out with this loser?” niragi seethed, his voice ridden with contempt as his glare locked onto arisu. before arisu could even process the insult, let alone defend himself, niragi swung the end of his rifle into his face with a sickening crack. the impact sent arisu crashing onto the cold, tiled floor, his head snapping back against the hard surface.

˚ ༘♡ blood gushed from his nose and mouth almost instantly, painting the shining white tiles in deep crimson. he barely had a chance to react before niragi loomed over him, lifting his boot and slamming it into his ribs. arisu curled inward, gasping in pain, but niragi wasn’t done. he kicked him again, this time in the head.

˚ ༘♡ usagi let out a panicked cry and dropped to the ground beside arisu, her hands flying up to shield him. “stop! please!” she shouted, desperation cracking her voice. she tried to shove niragi away, but he barely stumbled. without hesitation, he turned and shoved her back with enough force to send her sprawling across the floor.

˚ ༘♡ “what the hell are you doing?” you snapped, horror and disbelief flooding your veins. your mind reeled, unable to make sense of what you were seeing, of the man standing before you. niragi had once been the one suffering under the weight of cruelty, bullied relentlessly until he had nearly been broken. you had been the one to step in, to defend him, to pull him from the insults and beatings of others. and now, here he was, standing in the shoes of the very monsters who had tormented him.

˚ ༘♡ what happened to him?

˚ ༘♡ “niragi, enough! no more!” you yelled out, but he ignored you, lifting his boot again as if he had already decided arisu’s fate.

˚ ༘♡ you didn’t think. you acted. you threw yourself in front of him, your body a barrier between niragi and the bloodied mess of arisu curled up on the floor. usagi was already huddled beside him, shielding him as best as she could. you could see niragi’s rise and fall as adrenaline coursed through his veins, feel his eyes boring into you, but you didn’t care.

˚ ༘♡ “what have you become?” you shouted, your voice shaking, your emotions threatening to swallow you whole. “have you lost your mind because of these games? is this who you are now?”

˚ ༘♡ niragi stood motionless, his expression darkening. for a minute, something unreadable glistened in his gaze, something vanishing, something buried beneath layers of cruelty and indifference. then, his lips coiled into a sneer.

˚ ༘♡ “what have i become?” he mocked, his tone laced with amusement. “why are you being so melodramatic?”

˚ ༘♡ your heart pounded as you looked past him, at the men standing behind him, watching without saying a word. this was for them. niragi wasn’t just acting out of anger, he was performing, playing the role expected of him, preserving whatever foreboding image he had built here.

˚ ༘♡ he exhaled sharply and tilted his head, his smirk growing. “get out of my way, would you?” his voice was almost teasing, but there was a dangerous edge beneath it. he reached out, fingers brushing against your cheek in a touch that once would have made you feel more beloved than any woman in the world. but now? now, it was no different than the most potent of venom.

˚ ༘♡ your grimaced with revulsion, and before he could even register it, you jerked away, stepping back like his touch had burned you. niragi chuckled, shaking his head. “come on, don’t be like that,” he mused. “i promise we’ll have all the time in the world to catch up, after i finish with these two.”

˚ ༘♡ he moved to step around you, his patience wearing thin, but you blocked him again. this time, your stance was firmer, your hands clenching into fists at your sides, your fingernails digging into the skin of your palms. you could feel your pulse pounding in your throat, but you forced yourself to meet his gaze, unflinching.

˚ ༘♡ “niragi, please.”

˚ ༘♡ his name left your lips softer this time, stripped of the anger, stripped of the disbelief. it was a plea, not simply for arisu’s sake but for his, for the young man you once knew, the one you once loved.

˚ ༘♡ niragi hesitated. for a short while, something in his expression changed. you held his gaze, hoping, praying, that somewhere beneath the layers of cruelty and violence, he still remembered, those late-night phone calls, the way he used to look at you when he thought you weren’t watching, the warmth of his fingers laced through yours on lazy afternoons at the café. if there was anything left of that niragi, maybe, just maybe, he would stop.

˚ ༘♡ his smirk twitched, his tongue flicking over the silver piercing on his lip. then, with a lazy wave of his hand, he scoffed. “eh, whatever,” he muttered, swinging his rifle back over his shoulder as if nothing had happened. “this is no fun with you whining in my ear.” he turned away without another glance, striding off like he had already forgotten all about you. the rest of the men followed, their presence dissipating as quickly as it had arrived. aguni lingered for a tad longer, his expression obscured and harsh, before he, too, disappeared into his horde of followers.

˚ ༘♡ you stood bewildered, the tension in your body unraveling all at once, leaving only nausea in its wake. the atmosphere still buzzed with energy from the resort party, but it all felt so far away, like a different world entirely. your mind returned to arisu and usagi, they required your help.

˚ ༘♡ you spun on your heel and dropped to your knees beside him. he was still on the floor, barely conscious, his face drained of color, his body limp. usagi knelt beside him, pressing her zip-up jacket against his forehead to slow the bleeding. the fabric was already stained deep red.

˚ ༘♡ panic surged through you. you reached out, brushing arisu’s shoulder tenderly, trying to ground yourself as much as him. “i’ll get help, okay? stay here.”

˚ ༘♡ usagi nodded, her jaw tight, her focus entirely on arisu. you pushed yourself to your feet, your heart hammering as you turned and ran. you didn’t know where you were going. you didn’t even know who you could turn to in a place like this. but you had to hurry. arisu was losing too much blood, his life was in danger, because of niragi.

˚ ༘♡ your mind still couldn’t fully grasp it, the sheer impossibility of what he had become. your sweet and loving boyfriend you once knew was gone, replaced by a man who could smile through savagery, who could beat someone half to death and consider it entertainment.

˚ ༘♡ niragi was gone. whatever had taken his place, you weren’t sure you wanted to understand.

a/n: my first alice in borderland fanfiction! if you have any thoughts or requests, please let me know! 🤍

[elenor222]

Pairing: Shuntaro Chishiya × Reader

Fandom: Alice in Borderland

Summary: Chishiya abandons reader and they reunite in the King of Diamonds. Only one leaves the supreme court.

Word count: 1.6k

“Fuck fuck Chishi”

Chishiya groaned hearing his name on your tongue. His mouth sucked harder on your clit. He felt at authority when you let out those squeals of his name. You were a panting mess in his arms. Body arched to match Chishiya’s pace. Cunt gushing for the platinum man.

This was just another day on the beach for both of you. You weren’t exclusive per se, but there was no other for either of you. Things would change for the better in the real world, you hoped. You genuinely liked the man. The small things he did for you, always brushing off your insecurities and making you feel special.

It started when you were placed next to his room, the random Tuesday you arrived. He had only raised an eyebrow. You were wary of these people at first, so welcoming, so normal. But then you were let in on the executive secrets by Chishiya. And you could finally breathe knowing this was no safe haven the hatter proclaimed.

Chishiya had quickly taken a liking to you. You joined the same games and he protected you. And then one day when you went paired together, you had kissed his lips for a brief second with no announcement. Both of you were surprised but nonetheless, he liked it you presumed. Because since that day whenever you were not paired together, you always ended up in his room, gagging and moaning.

Likewise, you were kept safe in the 10 of hearts game. You were with Kuina when Momoka was killed. There was no way for either of you to be the killer. And so you hid where Chishiya told you to, never once coming out. That is until you smelled the smoke rummaging through the building. You were sure they had destroyed what remained of the beach.

Was it even okay to come out even when chishiya hadn’t asked you to? You couldn’t think much as you sprinted across the hallways in a coughing fit in search of the white hood, only to be disappointed. You watched the beach fall to crumbles. You only hoped the rest of your friends were okay.

And then you were left to fend for yourself. Living on scraps. You thought about chishiya often. You could finally see the clear picture; he had used you. Hatter had known you from the real life. He prioritised you, and through you, chishiya got his executive position. You laughed thinking about all the sympathetic looks Arisu and Usagi gave you. They’d known too.

Then the face cards showed up. With no option and time running out, you joined the jack of clubs. It was a bold feat, considering the clubs were group games, but it seemed better than dying of the king of spades’ ammo.

It was a simple game really, you had to climb the ropes until the jack of clubs fell. Which meant, you needn’t need keep to keep scaling, you had to form an alliance to trip the jack.

So that’s what you did, you held onto your rope and started to swing and tear at others. It wasn’t the best strategy, but it worked.

You left with the card on fire.

The closest next game was the king of diamonds, so you rummaged through the city getting to the place. You met Kuina and Arisu on the way, battered and bruised. They looked surprised to see you alive. There was no denying that they thought you couldn’t survive without Chisiya. So, you wished them the best and went ahead with a heavy heart.

The game was in the supreme court. Your eyes twinkled in amusement. You walked in picking up a flower from the garden. You tucked it in your matted hair. Breathing in and taking in the buzz of bees you felt alive in the longest time.

And there he was, shuntaro chishiya sitting in the leather seats, in all his glory. His eyes widened, which you perceived was, like others, surprise to see you alive. He quickly neutralised his face and give you a small wave. It was always like this even back at the beach, you wondered how you could miss the shady laughs he shared with Kuina when they saw you.

You forced a smile at him and took a seat. You were instantly locked in there with a water bowl resting above your head. Would you be poured acid on? You looked up and smirked. Not a ridiculous assumption considering the absurdity of the borderlands.

Kuzuryu, the former no. 3 sat as the king of diamonds. You weren’t particularly fond of this man, but you wouldn’t kill him either. Come to think of it, he and Mira always seemed to disappear in the early mornings. Back then you had assumed it was only an affair.

Chishiya said something to the man which he completely ignored as the rules of the game was explained.

BALANCE SCALE.

‘Oh. Mathematics.’ Was your first thought. You felt a at ease before you heart had quickened its pace.

The game was only clear when there was one remaining. As it would appear, both Chishiya and you, wouldn’t be leaving this room together. however bad the circumstances may be, you had assumed, there would be a truce. Isn’t that how the fairytale always ended?

Round 1.

You think about the calculations, the numbers, and his betrayal. But then none of it makes sense. You can’t win by logic. You need to think what the others were thinking. You look up and lock eyes with chishiya.

You choose 33 and turn your gaze at the other people, the king wins. Chishiya tries to sway him with his words, you get the technique, being the victim to the same. As the rounds go on, much are revealed about the other players. As the points go down, the room fills with tension. Asuma and Yashiro are the first to die in the 10th round.

Round 11.

It leaves the three of you and two new rules.

Chishiya guesses the exact number on round 12. Both you and kuzuryu lose two points. You drop to -7 and kuzuryu to -8. Chishiya was surprisingly at -9. He was playing with a different strategy you assumed. He wanted to test kuzuryu and his thesis of equality. You sympathised with him, sure, but how fair was the game when you didn’t even want to be there?

There were three options for you, choose 0 or 1 and if the other two chose the same, they’d lose all at once. Or if one chose the same as you and the other chose higher or lower, it was sure to cut out the guy who chose the same. You could choose at random too, and let the both guess your game. You weren’t going to die this round, and that was clear. So why not have some fun?

But you had to lose the round for Chishiya to live. Kuzuryu looked deep in thought. He would choose 1, you were sure. And if you chose the same it would bring both of you down two points and the king would be dead. Chishiya and you would be tied at -9. That is to say chishiya would have to choose any number other than 1 to win. You glanced up at chishiya.

He quirked his eyebrow’s understanding your indications. He had always assumed you weren’t this smart and not to mention, you could kill him as of now. You simply gave a discreet nod, and watched the round play itself.

Kuzuryu had done what you expected him to. He looked up you and your breathing stopped for a moment; you wondered if he could see through you whereas he wondered if his balance scale had fallen prey to mortal manipulation again. He closed his eyes and let out a sign. The took off his glasses and let a tear fall. You watched him, emotionless. Chishiya bid his goodbyes to him. The aqua regia fell on the King.

Three burning corpses and two shallow bodies remained.

You grinned at the Cheshire cat as the last rule was added.

“Was any of it even real?” you asked with a smile.

Chishiya looked down. He didn’t know what to say. He knew your birthday and your favourite song. But none of it was enough. It was never going to be. He was mean and you were blind. You were always a pawn to him. Both of you felt free to be released from the bonds that kept your heads clouded. He was moved by Kuzuryu and his past.

He closed his eyes. “I was a doctor” he said with a quaint voice.

You wondered if that was supposed to serve as some kind of closure. If that could determine who deserved to live. He glanced at the timer; he couldn’t be your lover. He’d not come this far to give up.

He chooses a 100 and shows you the pad. You feel the wind knock out of your lungs. You had two minutes on the clock, and there he was again making you think you had a choice. Kuzuryu, that bastard, sure made this game to bring balance.

You let out a chuckle. You chose your birth date.

GAME CLEAR

The robotic voice sang.

“For what’s it worth, I really liked you. I’ll win this for you” Chishiya let a smile slip.

Your lock unclasps. His hands grasp the table. His bowl starts to fill.

“I think, ill win it myself Chisi. Now, how about you give me the hoodie for old times’ sake?”

Authors note: wdym I posted twice in two days without receiving any response??????haha. Requests are open btw.

Likes and reblogs are appreciated. <3

[lcvved]

Telling The Alice In Borderland Boys, Your Pregnant..

Warnings: None.

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

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

Suguru, Niragi…

Would laugh.

Thinks your joking.

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

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

Maybe even threatens/teases you with it.

Makes you cry. Laughs at you. Then leaves.

Don’t expect anything from him.

100/10 would no recommend.

Might come back over to apologise to you.

But I seriously doubt it.

-

Shuntaro, Chishiya…

Already knows.

Like bro knew before you did.

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

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

Very nervous to tell him.

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

“I’m pregnant..”

*Blinks*

*Smirks*

“I know.”

*Walks away*

Motherfucker.

8/10.

Sly cat.

-

Morizono, Aguni…

Probs Cries.

Hella emotional.

Little scared.

I’m getting girl dad vibes.

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

10/10.

Good dad.

-

Takatora, Samura. AKA Last Boss…

Smile creepily.

Probs licks your check.

Rubs bump.

6/10

A weirdly good dad.

In a very creepy way.

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

-

Ryohei, Arisu…

*Faints*

Wakes up like-

“I had the weirdest dream!”

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

Once he stops fainting hella nervous.

Might cry.

The most supportive tho..

Might not be ready but boy knows-

Your body, your choice.

Will try his best to be a dad.

Won’t be to strict tho…

9/10

Sweet boy!

[flaredcfan]

With Alice in Borderland coming up, I decided to rewatch both seasons again with some friends (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠) Big mistake.

Because what do you mean I reignited my obsession with Hatter and Aguni? And it's not even funny— my heart clenches at the thought of them now, and everything's just so gloomy all of a sudden.

What do you mean Aguni acted out of instinct, the second he saw Hatter, no, Takeru, point and shoot a gun at him, only to discover it didn't have any bullets in them, which meant he came into that old building, he came into that conversation armed as always, somewhat prepared to strike if need be, and Takeru catered to him, all bare and vulnerable?

What do you mean he'd been obviously mourning Takeru, the very second he'd told him his idea of building a paradise in the Borderlands, but suppressed it in favor of focusing to play along with Hatter's theatrics, which was his own way of fighting for and preserving their friendship, their old dynamic?

And WHAT DO YOU MEAN the second that Takeru dropped dead in front of him, because of him, he learned to mourn Hatter as well, because Hatter was Takeru, not in the way of "at the end of the day, it was still him" trope, but in a "it had always been him", and Aguni adored him still, because as shown, he was willing to change himself: his principles, his reservations, his own desires, and adapt, just to stay by his side.

There's obviously a lot more to say, but it's kinda hard to type with literal, genuine tears blurring my vision.

[crimsonnsstuff]

Aguni p links🙏

Cumming on your tummy

You don’t deserve his cock :(

He’s sloppy!

Pounding into you

You’re so needy!!

Some say your legs are still shaking till this day

Stretching you!!

[biblicallyaccurate-candylady]

Dating HCs for Morizono Aguni x fem!reader

He leaves you for Hatter

[sumluckr]

Being in a poly relationship with Takeru and Aguni - HCs:

• You met Takeru first, and from the moment you met, he latched onto you like a stray cat deciding you were his person.

• "You're fun. You're hanging out with me now," he had said, completely serious, as if you had no say in the matter.

• You didn't mind, though—Takeru was easy to be around, always laughing, always dragging you into some kind of ridiculous adventure.

• Aguni, however, was less thrilled about your existence. When Takeru introduced you, Aguni gave you a single, disinterested nod before turning back to his drink.

• "Ignore him," Takeru had whispered, slinging an arm around your shoulders. "He looks scary, but he secretly loves me."

• "I don't," Aguni muttered.

• It took a long time for Aguni to warm up to you. He never outright pushed you away, but he wasn't inviting either.

• You had to earn his trust—not with grand gestures, but with consistency. Showing up. Being there. Proving that you weren't just another temporary presence in Takeru's life.

• Later on there was something brewing between all three of you, but none of you were willing to acknowledge it.

• Takeru was the first to notice. The way Aguni's gaze would linger on you when he thought no one was watching, the way your breath hitched when Takeru leaned too close.

• He played it off like it was nothing, laughing and flirting as if he wasn't hyperaware of how tense things had become.

• Aguni, on the other hand, refused to entertain the thought. He was good at pushing feelings down, locking them away where they couldn't reach him.

• You tried to ignore it, too—but every time Takeru flirted with you, or Aguni brushed against you, that little voice in the back of your mind whispered that you weren't imagining things.

• It started as just another night in your apartment—drinks, loud laughter, and Takeru draping himself over you like a human blanket.

• "You love me, right?" Takeru slurred, leaning his head on your shoulder. "Tell Aguni you love me."

• You rolled your eyes, nudging him off you. "I'm not playing into your drunken self-affirmation routine."

• "But you do," Takeru grinned. "Both of you do." He turned to Aguni, who had been watching the exchange in amused silence. "C'mon, Aguni. You love me."

• Aguni sighed, setting his drink down. "You're an idiot."

• "A loveable idiot," Takeru corrected.

• You exchanged a glance with Aguni, and for a second, it was just there—the unspoken acknowledgment of everything you'd been ignoring.

• Then, as if the alcohol had burned away all hesitation, Takeru grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you onto his lap.

• "See? Feels good, right?" he murmured against your ear, his fingers tracing along your hip. "What are we even waiting for?"

• Your gaze flickered to Aguni. His jaw was clenched, his fingers gripping his glass tightly—but he didn't look away.

• And just like that, all the friendly feelings between each other shifted into something that can no longer be controlled.

• The relationship dynamic is pretty simple.

• You and Aguni are the responsible ones—most of the time.

• Takeru is the chaos. No impulse control, constantly testing his limits, always dragging the two of you into some kind of trouble.

• "I did something," Takeru announces one night.

• "Oh my god," you mutter.

• "Do I need to bury a body?" Aguni sighs.

• "No! ...Okay, maybe. But it wasn't my fault."

• Aguni is the protector. He doesn't say much, but you and Takeru both know that he's always watching out for you.

• He's the one making sure Takeru doesn't drink too much, making sure you don't overwork yourself, making sure no one even thinks about messing with either of you.

• You keep things balanced—soothing Aguni when he gets too tense, reigning in Takeru when he's about to do something truly stupid.

• Jealousy? Oh, It Happens.

• Aguni gets jealous in the most subtle way possible. No outbursts, no drama—just a quiet shift in body language.

• You'll be talking to someone, laughing at something they said, and suddenly Aguni is standing right behind you, arms crossed, gaze sharp.

• The poor soul talking to you usually gets the message fast.

• "You could just say you don't like it," you tease later.

• "I don't care," Aguni mutters.

• He definitely cares.

• Takeru, on the other hand, is so dramatic about it.

• "Wow," he deadpans, watching you and Aguni share a private smile. "So this is how I die. Betrayed."

• "Takeru."

• "No, no, don't try to explain. My heart is broken. I need time to heal."

• You roll your eyes, but you still pull him into a hug. He immediately melts into it, grinning like he knew you'd cave.

• Bedroom activities are a mess. A wonderful, tangled mess of different personalities.

• Aguni is dominant. No hesitation, no second-guessing—when he wants something, he takes it.

• Takeru loves pushing buttons. He likes testing limits, seeing just how much he can get away with before Aguni snaps.

• "You're being bratty," you warn as Takeru drags his lips along your shoulder.

• "Maybe I like being punished," Takeru murmurs.

• Aguni doesn't even hesitate before grabbing the back of his neck and shoving him down. "Then shut up and take it."

• (Spoiler: Takeru loves it when Aguni gets like that.)

• You're the wild card. Sometimes you're teasing Takeru, sometimes you're letting Aguni take control, and sometimes you're the one pinning both of them down.

• Takeru is more romantic. By a mile.

• He's the one sneaking flowers into your bag, dragging both of you on impulsive late-night dates, whispering sweet things in your ear just to see you smile.

• Aguni shows love in ways that aren't always obvious. He makes sure you eat, makes sure you're safe, watches over both of you without ever asking for anything in return.

• "I'm not good at this," Aguni admits one night, sitting next to you on the couch.

• "At what?"

• "This. Us. I don't... say things the way Takeru does."

• You take his hand, squeezing gently. "You don't have to. I already know."

• He looks at you for a long moment before pulling you in, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead.

• (Takeru bursts into the room five seconds later, yelling "GROUP HUG" and launching himself on top of you both.)

Some final thoughts

• Chaotic. Boy toy Takeru always ready to please both of you, and of course the scary dog privilege Aguni grants. • The three of you balance each other out in ways that shouldn't make sense, but somehow do. • You fight, you tease, you test each other's patience—but at the end of the day, you always find your way back to each other.

[hyunjinners]

✧:･ﾟCharacters Reacting to You With Serious Injurieis → aib headcanons ˚₊· ꒰🩹꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊at some point during a game you get seriously injured, leaving them worried.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊arisu ¡ niragi ! aguni x fem ¡ reader.

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊angst, sad, hurt, a little cute (?)

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊mention of injury, possible trigger, blood, implied deaths (or not so much), crying - let me know if you have anything else to add! :)

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊0,8k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊just another chapter forgotten at the bottom of the drafts. ^°^

⊹₊˚ʚ❛masterlist❜ɞ

「 𝗔𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘂 𝗥𝘆𝗼𝗵𝗲𝗶 」

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ During a game of spades, one of the participants desperate to survive, He pushed her off the stair railing, causing a serious wound to open in her belly caused by a large piece of iron.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Arisu's first reaction would be anger and fear. He couldn't help but want to run after the guy just to push him too, but he knew that would be a little wrong.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ he would take her to a place out of sight of the game master, just to try to defuse the situation a little and avoid being killed outright.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ he would be lost without knowing what to do since it would not be possible to remove the piece of iron, otherwise it would worsen the wound and cause a bloody mess.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ I would probably come up with a plan with Usagi to try to resolve the game as quickly as possible and get out of there soon.❜ɞ

ֺ⊹₊˚ʚ❛ He would stay by her side all the time, holding her hand and telling her funny memories to keep her awake.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ he would try to hold back the tears if he saw you weren’t responding. He would hug you tightly, holding you against his chest as he placed a kiss on your head.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Arisu's biggest fear is losing everyone he loves, thus ending up alone and blaming himself for the rest of his life. He didn't know what your fate would be, but he hoped you would be okay.❜ɞ

「 𝗡𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗶 𝗦𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗿𝘂 」

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ During the confusion on the beach and the discovery that it was an arena for a game of ten of hearts, everything became chaos as if the militia had completely lost what little sanity they had left. There were a lot of deaths and sounds of gunshots, so you didn't know exactly where it came from, but you couldn't help but instantly notice the sharp pain in your chest area.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Niragi was too busy reveling in the deaths of innocent people to notice you. Reluctantly, you crawled in search of him.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ You didn't understand exactly why you were after him since the last thing you could expect from Niragi was some kind of support or help, I was well aware that he was devoid of any emotion of human solidarity.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Niragi and you never really got along at first. You were the daughter of the militia chief, Aguni, and he was a freeloader who only cared about himself. But not long ago you broke your pride and stuck together, so to speak.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ his first reaction upon seeing you was to roll his eyes with some grumble like, "are you kidding me", or something like that.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ You would wonder how you were so stupid as to get shot instead of hiding in a safe place.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ I would never admit to having any affection for you but I would take you to an empty room just so you could die in a more "honorable" way, without being in the middle of several burned bodies.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ He would give one final shot to prevent you from suffering to death and would lock the room so they couldn't find and burn your body.❜ɞ

「 𝗔𝗴𝘂𝗻𝗶 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘇𝗼𝗻𝗼 」

ֺ⊹₊˚ʚ❛ During the chase to kill the King of Swords in the center of Shibuiya, you ended up sticking your foot in a hole in the rubble when you ran after Aguni after the pharmacy explosion, where coincidentally there was a huge iron that cut his tendon, making it impossible for him to move around.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ Upon hearing her scream, Aguni's instincts awakened and he could swear he felt his stomach move in a bad way.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ he was almost unconscious when he heard your scream, so he couldn't do much to help you, so he just looked to the side and swore it seemed like torture to see you agonizing for a long time.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ He's not a man of many words, so he probably wouldn't talk to you that much, but would try to calm you down in his own way.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ would crawl closer to you just to hold your hand and look into your eyes, almost as if he had an entire conversation in just one look. And you knew him well.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ I feel that at some point the two of them lie uncomfortably next to each other, your head on his chest as he smoothes your hair and kisses your forehead whispering sweet words that not even he thought he would say to someone one day.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ a solitary tear runs down his face when he hears you say softly, "I love you", and there he had confirmation that you would not have a future together.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ As soon as he saw you injured he imagined that you wouldn't resist, not only because of the ugly wound but also because of other injuries caused during the fight. He felt like he could no longer live in a world where you wouldn't be by his side, but even with his desire to leave, he felt like that world wasn't worthy of leading another life in vain.❜ɞ

⊹₊˚ʚ❛A/N: I hope you enjoyed! It's been a while since I wrote this chapter, so I was lost in drafts lol. Like × reblog¡! by:: @hyunjinners .❜ɞ

[untilnextchapter]

Masterlist: Alice in Borderland

Alice in Borderland

Chishiya x Reader

That's my girl @werelosingdaylight -> (Suguru Niragi Sister) Intimate mornings @werelosingdaylight Reunion @luvxkdrama Let's play @haloshornsinkstains Jack of Heart @saskiahaggens -> (Blind!Reader) Antidote @archieimagines Dazed and confused @riseatlantisss Safe and warm @riseatlantisss Second, first meeting @buckyarchives An apple a day @vvagustd -> (Sick!Reader) All over again @writing-fanics Only @heart4kuina Aboard @heart4kuina Cookies @ang3liclov3ly Change of hearts @sweetflanfiction Burden @nozomi-akamivt [Not named] @nineteenninety-six Back to you @eufezco Charisma @borderlinebox The Flicker of a Candle, the Soaring of a Flame @engardeitsme King of my heart @aliceinborderlandscrolls Candy sushi @aliceinborderlandscrolls How to make a chesire blush @aliceinborderlandscrolls [Not named 2] @chichix Yes, gently as always, softly caress my trembling cheek @thedivineflowers -> (Younger Sibling!Reader) You licked me!! @aliceinborderlandsquidgame What's missing? @vin-taege

Banda x Reader

[Not named] @nineteenninety-six Solitary confinement @iheartgeto -> (NSFW) Laughter @omniscient-wanderer-of-worlds Follow me to Hell @nikky-the-writer Game of trust @mikanotes AiB x Reader

Love in a band aid box @halbravd -> (Aib Boys) Jealousy jealousy @halbravd -> (Mention NSFW) Regular at Karube’s bar @archieimagines You scared me @aliceinborderlandsquidgame -> (Aguni x Reader) Stop playing dumb @aliceinborderlandsquidgame -> (Aguni x Reader) Put some clothes on @aliceinborderlandscrolls -> (Kyuuma x Reader) Turn me up @riseatlantisss -> (Rockstar!Kyuuma x Reader) NSFW

[ghostlynightpanda]

HELLO AGAIN! was wondering if u could do an aguni x chubby reader fic where like the chubby reader doesn't look like she's strong/can fight but she actually can ✊ (again, if u don't feel comfortable doing a chubby reader u can always switch!) take ur time and have a good day/night!

A/n: I tried my best to write chubby reader, I hope you like it! Also, it's probably ooc Aguni, since I never wrote for him before.

Aguni - Tower of Terror

synopsis: In a deadly survival game, you and Aguni battle through a collapsing tower filled with ruthless enemies, pushing your limits to claim victory. As blood is shed and survival instincts take over, an unexpected bond begins to form in the midst of chaos.

Warnings/Content: Aguni x fem!reader, description of violence and blood, character death

The world was ending. Or it had already ended, but that equaled the same thing, right?

This place was an exact replica of Tokyo, maybe even the whole world, but you never ventured beyond the city's borders to confirm. It was like a ghost town. No people were to be seen, except during the games.

That was the biggest difference. Everyone here was just a visitor in this world, bound by visas that would eventually expire. And if they did expire?

Boom.

A laser through the head.

Dead.

To extend your visa, you had to play deadly games. If you survived, your visa was extended by the number on the card you played.

Every game was different. You had survived seven games so far—seven agonizing, terrifying, and brutal games. You weren't sure how you had made it through, but somehow, you did.

Well enough that the Beach had taken you in. The Beach was a supposed sanctuary, a safe haven for the best players. Not for everyone—only those skilled enough to contribute. It was a former beach resort turned into a survivalist compound, housing around seventy players.

Now, you stood before a towering structure, waiting for the next game to begin. You had arrived with two others from the Beach. Survivors were always split into different groups to gather cards more efficiently. But that didn’t mean you were allies. Betrayal was a possibility in every game, and so was murder.

A metallic voice announced the start.

Seven of Clubs. A team battle.

Players had to fight their way up the multi-floor tower to reach the top. Every three levels, the threats intensified. Any floor left uncleared within the time limit would collapse, dooming anyone still inside.

"Don't get in our way," one of the militants snarled. "Not that I think you have a chance anyway," he eyed you with an amused smirked, clearly expecting you to not be able to fight or run. Well, he was in for a surprised if he'd underestimate you.

The militants were the Beach's enforcers. The only ones allowed to carry weapons. They were meant to uphold order, but most of them abused their power, taking whatever they wanted without consequences.

You met his glare but remained silent. There was no point in provoking him. Especially since the other person here was their leader, Aguni. He probably wouldn't hesitate to back his own.

"Let's go," Aguni ordered.

Twelve players stepped through the first door.

The first three floors were manageable—basic combatants wielding bats and pipes, runners who tried to grab and hold players in place, and deadly traps like spike walls and drop floors. Three people died almost immediately, but none of them were from your group.

Floors four through six were worse. Sword-wielding enemies fought in synchronized formations, and snipers forced players to either take cover or keep moving. You had managed to grab a bat from one of the fallen enemies, which helped with defense. But the snipers were another issue entirely. Running and dodging under fire was exhausting. You were strong, but speed had never been your strong suit. Every step felt heavier, sweat dampening your clothes. Your breath came in sharp, labored gasps.

Only five of you remained when you reached the eleventh floor.

"How the hell did you make it this far?" the militant sneered, eyeing you with disdain as he wiped blood off his blade.

Before you could reply, the next wave began.

Silent, hooded figures emerged from the darkness, attacking with blinding speed before vanishing. They were almost impossible to hit and far stronger than their wiry forms suggested. The room was riddled with traps—electrified floors forcing players to jump between platforms while dodging attacks.

Then it happened. One of the hooded figures moved too quickly to block, slicing the militant's throat open before he could react. His gurgled screams filled the air before he collapsed. He clawed at his neck, eyes wide with disbelief, but within seconds, he was still. Dead.

You and Aguni fought fiercely, dodging and countering where you could. You saw him get thrown to the ground, an enemy raising a sword for a killing strike. Without thinking, you rushed in, swinging your bat hard into the attacker's leg. The figure dropped with a muffled grunt, and you followed up with a devastating blow to the head.

"You okay?" you panted.

Aguni stared at you for a moment, surprised. Then, reluctantly, he took your offered hand and let you pull him up.

"Thank you," he muttered, clearly hating the admission. But there was no time to dwell on it. More enemies swarmed you.

"Move!" Aguni grabbed your wrist and pulled you toward the staircase. The door slammed shut behind you just as the floor collapsed beneath the corpses.

"The next floor should be the last," you gasped, your legs shaking from exhaustion.

The final floor was different. One vast, dimly lit room. And one opponent.

A towering figure stood in the center, clad in black. Two gleaming swords rested in his hands. His stance was calm but menacing.

The moment you stepped forward, he attacked.

He was impossibly fast. His blades were a blur as he struck, forcing you and Aguni back. Every block sent shockwaves up your arms. Every dodge left you gasping for breath. You weren't built for prolonged agility, but you had endurance—and you had sheer stubborn willpower.

Then, you slipped.

The enemy's blade sliced into your arm. A sharp, burning pain shot through you. You hissed, staggering back. Aguni immediately intercepted the next strike, his eyes flashing with something—anger? Worry?

"You alright?" he barked, never taking his eyes off the enemy.

"Just a scratch," you gritted out, ignoring the sting.

Aguni's frown deepened, but he didn't argue. Instead, he adjusted his grip and lunged again.

It took every ounce of effort, but you finally won. A well-timed distraction allowed Aguni to land the killing blow. The enemy crumpled. The game was over.

The card materialized in the center of the room. Neither of you moved, still catching your breath.

Then, Aguni turned to you, his gaze immediately landing on your wounded arm. Before you could dismiss it, he reached out, brushing his fingers lightly against the torn fabric.

"You should've dodged that."

"I'd like to see you dodge everything when you're built like me," you shot back, offering a tired grin. His lips twitched—almost a smirk.

The journey back to the Beach was silent. But after a while, Aguni suddenly stopped the car, leading you inside a pharmacy, before gripping your wrist firmly.

"Sit."

"What?"

"Your arm."

"It's fine—"

"Sit." His voice was sharp, leaving no room for argument.

With a sigh, you obeyed. He crouched in front of you, rummaging through his pack before carefully cleaning the wound. His hands were surprisingly gentle.

"You're weirdly nice right now," you mused.

Aguni rolled his eyes, pressing the bandage against your skin a little harder. You hissed.

"Alright, alright, I take it back."

"Tch." He shook his head, but his touch lingered a little longer than necessary.

For a moment, neither of you spoke. The air felt heavier, charged with something unspoken.

"You should take better care of yourself," he murmured.

You smiled. "Guess that means you’ll have to look out for me now."

He exhaled sharply—almost a laugh.

Then, he offered you a hand. You took it without hesitation.

As you walked back together, something had changed. A quiet understanding. A bond forged in survival, growing into something more.

Masterlist

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

♠️ AiB males playing "7 minutes in heaven" ♠️

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

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

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

Characters: Aguni, Arisu, Chishiya, Karube, Niragi

POV: gn!neutral

Warnings: Not given.

A g u n i

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

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

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

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

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

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

He never did anything to you.

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

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

He can tolerate your presence and you can tolerate his.

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

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

You are not afraid of him, just very respectful.

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

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

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

It gets quiet between you for a moment.

Aguni: "Me neither."

Well, that hits differently, but:

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

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

Deep down he would like to talk to you.

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

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

A r i s u

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

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

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

*Gulps*

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

And after that ... he gets nervous.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And that's it.

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

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

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

C h i s h i y a

The calmest and most composed of all.

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

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

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

Well, luckily everyone defines “fun” differently.

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

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

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

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

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

For a very long time.

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

And he is patient.

A person with lots of time.

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

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

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

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

K a r u b e

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

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

The only thing is, they are wrong.

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

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

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

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

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

That leaves you speechless.

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

But you also know that he's not stupid.

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

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

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

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

N i r a g i

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

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

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

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

But who would he be if he just accepted it.

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

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

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

At least for a while until he gets bored again.

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

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

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

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

Still, he is happy when things are finally over.

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

[angelseraphines]

ೃ⁀➷ alice in borderland masterlist ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🦢 ꒱

╰┈➤ ryohei arisu, shuntaro chishiya, suguru niragi, chota segawa, daikichi karube, morizono aguni, keiichi kuzuryu, takeru danma

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ ryohei arisu. ੈ♡˳

tba.

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ shuntaro chishiya. ੈ♡˳

tba.

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ suguru niragi. ੈ♡˳

body electric.

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ chota segawa. ੈ♡˳

tba.

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ daikichi karube. ੈ♡˳

tba.

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ morizono aguni. ੈ♡˳

tba.

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ keiichi kuzuryu. ੈ♡˳

tba.

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ takeru danma. ੈ♡˳

tba.

[elenor222]

Pairing: Takeru Danma (Hatter) × Reader

Fandom: Alice in Borderland

Summary: You enter the borderlands and meet Takeru who takes you under his wing.

Words: 2.3k

(includes smut)

The fireworks in the sky glowed. It was an exceptional day in Shibuya. Not saying there weren’t usual chaebol show offs in play, but nonetheless it brightened up the sky glimmering orange in your eyes. Suddenly, it was coming burning down. The sun was too close, heat was shattering the ground your feet was on.

You blinked.

Blue was dissolving the pink sky. There were no stars. You stared for a moment longer. Where had the fireworks gone? You turned to other people to wonder if it happened in a blink of eye for them too. You were left dumbfounded. Shibuya was devoid of any body. Your breath hitched; Shibuya was never empty. No matter what.

You ran to the nearest stores looking for anyone you could find. Then when you couldn’t find anyone, you scrambled to the train station, followed by the food chains. You wondered if this was a sick joke. How as it even possible to get so many people to comply with such?

What if you were the last person on earth and were destined for something beyond? Your panic was too much to comprehend such greatness. You wondered if getting home would be the best decision. But you couldn’t. the trains couldn’t start by themselves ofcourse.

You were still sulking in the streets when the giant billboard screen in Shibuya lit up.

Game:

2 of clubs

You backed up a little. What was this? Was there actually someone? In hindsight, you saw a few men appear. They looked at you with caution. You didn’t know if you could blame them. You scanned the room, making eye contact with an intimidating man. He looked older and tired. But there was this undeniable gleam in his eyes. His hair was fine too. There was a man beside him, possibly a friend. He looked scary. Muscular and bald. Aren’t they the ‘will kill you’ types? You shuddered.

Yet you still made your way to them, having no choice. They looked the least threatening out of the bunch. There was also this hunch, no matter what you did, you would end up as companions. Or something you couldn’t possibly place your finger on.

“New?” the lanky man asked with an improvised smile.

You didn’t understand what it meant but you nodded nonetheless. They shared looks of acknowledgement, with each other. This character, who introduced himself as Takeru, placed his hand on your shoulders and led the way to the massive building. You were surprised by such friendliness to say the least.

Like both men, you collected your phone with their instructions and were instantly recognised. This disoriented you. You were explained the rules of the game. Hunting, they called it. You grimaced. You have always been much too fragile for your liking. Seeing the frown on your face, Aguni who was introduced by Takeru spoke for the first time.

“You’ll be fine. As long as you stick with us” that didn’t sound too comforting in your head. Aguni loaded his gun. No one had said anything about violence before. It was all too much to take in at once. You knew you had to play along. At least for now.

You chased and ran with them, taking in your surroundings. Formulating the turns of the hallways and memorising the patter. You had taken a gun from one of the dead players, like Aguni suggested you do. You may have gagged while doing do but were soon relived.

Once you had separated from the duo, you understood the main game of the borderlands. Kill or get killed. You were getting cornered for not having anyone to vouch for you. They were claiming you were the dealer of the game and demanding answers. Hell, you didn’t even know what a dealer was.

There was no point in saying you were not; they wouldn’t believe you anyways. Your mind went back to Takeru and how his hands had claimed your shoulders. You didn’t know the number of bullets the gun held, but you shot. Once, twice and thrice. Only when you clicked the fourth time the gun gushed. You were out of bullets with two men witnessing you killing three. You quivered.

You ran with blood in your hands. You were out of breath; never did you think you’d have to run for your life. You crashed into Takeru’s chest. He held your arms and looked in your eyes. Could he see the lifeless frames reflecting?

The men had stopped but still held the knives pointed at you. Aguni tried reasoning but soon raised his gun taking aim, once he confirmed the hatter wanted you to live. The men lunged at you, barely scraping your skin when Aguni shot at them. Your eyes went wide. You had killed 5 people. Takeru pulled you closer to his chest. A trail of blood was flowing by your collarbone. You let a tear escape when the man patted your back. You wrapped your arms around his neck. Aguni muttered something about you slowing them down but you couldn’t care less.

You put your head in the nape of Takeru’s neck and thought about your life back home, all the people you loved and all who loved you. A mutual understanding had passed between the both men, because soon Aguni turned to the dark hallways to finish the game while you stayed there, reasting your body on the man you met a few minutes ago.

The game was finished. You had returned to your senses too, face a shade of crimson. You pulled away from the man and profusely apologised for delaying their game. He looked disappointed that you had left his embrace. But his face twisted. Aguni was back. They were to go home, and you were coming along, Takeru declared. Aguni sighed.

You were glad to have a place to rest but wary at the same time. Why save you? Wouldn’t you just slow them down again? you tried to brush those thoughts of insecurity away for the night as Aguni briefly explained the games to you. You were suited for a heart it seemed.

They took you to a lavish hotel, which they called the beach where you met a few others. You liked Kuzuryu, you decided. He didn’t pretend that he was happy to see you. His face had contorted to a grimace when he saw you. Mira had whispered it was always so, and you did not play much of a part in it.

Takeru was the leader it seemed. You looked visibly weirded out by the cult, and so did Aguni. You would stay as long as it helped you and no more.

You took your place in your assigned room and washed yourself. Takeru’s smell seemed to linger on your body far too long for your liking. His smell was sweet. Like a daiquiri. You glanced at your cut and decided against taking risks of infections. Surely, they would have some band aids for cuts.

In the normal world, you would be worried about the mark it would leave. But Aguni’s body had plenty and so did the rest, you were sure. they had learnt to live with these bruises. you would too. Even if it killed you now.

you roamed the hallways in search for the kit when you stumbled across a door left slightly ajar. Light was peeking through the gap. You held the doorknob unsure whether you wanted to open it not. Someone pulled the door from the other side; and you were pulled along with the it.

For the second time that day, you were met with Takeru’s hard chest. He let out a breathy laugh.

“Hello princess”

You lingered a moment too long on his chest trying to conceal the red in your cheeks. You greeted him looking at his dark eyes. The room was beautifully lit in the dim shades of the sun. you wondered if Takeru was the sun for you.

His hold on your waist had tightened just a little when you started to ramble about how you were trying to find a damn band aid when you ended up on his room. His heart felt so full, ever since he first laid his eyes on you a few hours back. He was looking at your face with a kind of soft wonder. Would you still be in his arms if you were in the real world? Would you not be afraid of who he was?

Though awkward, you didn’t want to leave his embrace. His body had a familiar kind of warmth to it that made you think, if you were to die, it would preferably be in his arms.

Soon your voice had died and he removed his hands with a chuckle. You doubted if he even heard a word. He suggested he bandage your wounds himself. And you couldn’t deny.

So, you let him. You sat on the edge of his bed frame while he tended to your wound. He caressed your skin when he saw you flinch from the medicines he applied on your wound. He looked up once he was done.

His eyes were so bright. So dreamy. You could stare at them for hours. His nightgown had left his chest open for you to gawk at. You inched your face closer, sharing breaths. He stared back with the same light and intensity.

He connected your lips and you felt warmth spread all over you. His lips were a little chapped and the kiss was haste. He inched back searching your face if this was something what you wanted. He wouldn’t be mad if you in fact, did not. He could remember the first day he was here, how empty he had felt even with a friend by his side.

You whined pulling him back in. he smiled into the kiss, letting your lips guide him. Your hands explored his chest, drawing circles across his shoulders. With a particular hard tug of his lips, you dug your fingers in his back and he let out a moan.

“Oh princess” he whispered as he put his forehead against yours to collect his breath. His hands went to back of your neck. Your pussy tingled at the name he just called you.

“Do you want this?” he looked at you with hopeful eyes.

“please”

He turned you both pulling you in his lap as he reconnected your lips with hurry. He couldn’t waste a moment of this. He was finally feeling something. Maybe he would’ve never met you in the real life. But he was glad, he did here. You kiss him back with just as much hunger.

There is a heat forming at your core, you move your hips against his. The relief makes you tilt your head back. He takes the chance to kiss your neck. You smell of almonds and oud he notices. Just what he likes.

You tug at his robe while his hands fumble with your blouse. A string of pearls remains dangling on your neck as he removes the blouse.

He stares deep in your eyes. “beautiful”

He pushes you on the bed looming over your frame. Your nipples harden looking at his heaving body. He kisses your left breast while mauling the right. He bites your tits looking up for approval. You moan pornographically. He continues his toying with your body. He’s made up his mind to get to know every part of your body by the end of the night.

He switches his assault to the right breast while his hand travels down to your core. you’re wet already. He asks if he can, you can only nod. The pressure is too much to endure. He cups your heat as you hold your breath. He gently opens up your core and finds your bundle of nerves. He rubs slow circles watching you whimper from the motion.

“more”

“What’s that princess?”

“please, fuck me”

He plunges two fingers in your heat. Your body opens up to his hands without any deliberation. He continues to rub your clit with the third finger. He watches you squirm and kisses you as you come undone. you’re grasping for air. Face a beetroot red. Your nails leave marks on his skin. He savours the feeling.

He lays beside you to catch his breath for a moment. Turns out, you’re not the only one overstimulated.

“Ride me” he says after a while of staring up at the celling. You didn’t need to be asked twice.

You turn at him with a smug look on your face. You get up rolling your hips onto his. You fully open his nigh suit and grasp at his dick. He would surely allow you the pleasure to choke on it right?

You lick it, then suck it, gagging on his length, all while looking his face.

“Fuck princess”

He pulls your hand, and you guide his dick to its rightful place. Your pussy welcomes him home, milking it. You clench at the fullness you feel. Both of you gasp at the out worldly sensation. You start to bounce on his cock once you adjust to his size.

You bend to his face, letting him suck on your tits. He rubs his face on them. Your necklace hits his nose. He wonders where were you all his life. This wasn’t just sex to him, and he wondered if you felt the same. His cock was twitching inside, he looked at you. You had felt it too.

“Inside Takeru” you kissed him.

So, he came inside you, coating your walls and leaving a thick trail of cum when he pulled out. You laid on his chest, basking in the after-sex glow. You talked of the butterflies in your garden and the wild nights of his life and kissed all night.

You had each other today, no matter if you didn’t survive tomorrow.

Authors note:

AHHHHHHH, this was so much fun to write. Got me out of the writing slump. Like always, likes and reblogs are appreciated <3