#chishiya x you

[alisblackgf]

Hi! I was wondering if you could write something about y/n not being japanese and not knowing Japanese so Chishiya is super interested in her and helps her learn some japanese? Thank U!! ❤️❤️❤️

yeah totally! i’m not japanese so im sorry if something is wrong/off! LETS DO IT!!!

TRIGGER WARNING: none! <3

regular warnings: fluff (•o•)

requested? (yay) or nay

reader’s gender: gender neutral!

characters included: chishiya!

~ ALRIGHT SO

~ you visited japan as a mini trip with your friends

~ you learned only two japanese words, which were hai (yes) and iie (no)

~ that wasn’t very helpful, but you wouldn’t be there long anyway!

~ or so you thought…

~ when the borderlands began, you looked for your friends everywhere

~ all of tokyo was cleared out

~ you tried to find a logical solution but everyone was gone, that shouldn’t be possible

~ you tried calling your friends but your phone wouldn’t turn on at all, and suddenly a big screen lit up and read “GAME”

~ you got used to the games and got used to being lonely, until you stumbled across the Beach

~ that’s where you met chishiya

~ you didn’t know japanese at all, and people could easily use that against you, especially in a large group like this

~ you distanced yourself from the crowd often, which didn’t go unnoticed by chishiya

~ he walked over to you, and greeted you in Japanese

~ uh oh

~ “I, uh, I don’t speak Japanese.”

~ you didn’t expect him to understand you, but he did!

~ “Seriously?” he asked. his tone was mocking but curious, you just peaked his interest!

~ it’s crazy how you survived without being able to communicate, and he thought the same

~ “Yeah. It’s been hell trying to understand what people have been saying.” you reply, already feeling your cheeks burn up with embarrassment

~ he offers to teach you japanese

~ he starts with the basics on the rooftop

~ “Repeat after me.”

~ your bond strengthens after some time, and you become pretty fluent the more practice you get!

~ you occasionally slip up, and ask chishiya what a word is in japanese

~ but he’s proud of your progress!

I REALLY LIKED WRITING THIS THANKS FOR REQUESTING ANON! i hope you like it! :D

[rainsoughtflowers]

i havent had my heart broken in a while so i asking for your help :) chishiya with a former figure skater reader (they/them pls,,,a themme fatale if u will). the game ends up being a heart game where the reader is reunited with their old competition/rival but since reader is olympic-bound, the rival insists reader to continue living and win the game. reader wins but is going thru immense grief and doesnt know how to continue in without them. chishiya attempts to comfort their sorrow and wishes to see them perform one day (maybe have reader glide around in socks or smth, angst to fluff)

“ WINTER DREAMS ”

tw/cw - angst, death, brief mentions of blood.

a/n - i hope i was able to succeed :D

you’d always preferred the cold.

despite the temperatures so low it’d be considered freezing, you never had a problem with the shivers that rushed down your spine nor the pinpricks that tickled your skin. didn’t mind the overly puffy jackets and the gloves that made it hard to grasp objects nearby. you didn’t even care for the peeling skin when you hadn’t been careful or the scarf that scratched your neck. if anything, it was a comfort, so much so you took up a profession that allowed you to constantly be around the frozen ground and brisk air.

you’d let yourself glide across the ice in all these different forms, graceful and breathtaking and leaving you to spill with euphoria despite your puffs of air producing small clouds and the way your body wouldn’t stop shivering. but you liked it, loved it even, enough to want to return every day and enroll in classes. enough to overlook the scraped knees and the blisters from where your skates had rubbed into your skin, and ignore the strained balance and frustration each time you failed to land a jump. but things were good. you were okay with having to smooth bandages over your injuries and bury yourself in layers upon layers of clothing, and you were content wiping off the shaved ice from your blades.

perhaps it was those feelings that made you feel alive. the bits of yourself that gave you a semblance of humanity amongst the cold stares and makeshift canvas. you had felt it seeing your first drop of blood upon arriving in the borderlands, and again when you had tightened the jacket around your frame. felt it when chishiya, a man you willed yourself to trust, held out a hand when you met up on the rooftop of the beach. unlike before it was a different cold, evident in the brown of his irises as he seemingly stared straight through you, past your insecurities and the front you put up in order to stay alive. and his fingers, ones you grasped, were also cold, smooth beneath your palm and radiating little to no heat. was that what kept you so captivated? the coldness of this man so familiar to what you found comfort in?

and yet, why was this cold so different from previous times? from that night you couldn’t shake from your mind no matter how much you tried? opposed to when chishiya had smiled at you for good luck, and the warnings you ignored?

why did it make you feel such discomfort when your mind grew to recognize the mess of hair on top of that girls head, remember the freckles that decorated her nose and the accent of her voice when she too, greeted you with just as much surprise? why was it so cold it practically bit and nit picked at your skin?

“i didn’t think-wow, it really is a small world.” her words barely reached your ears. all you could focus on was the broken japanese you could understand only because you had heard it so many times and the beauty mark by her lips, as well as trying to figure out why she was here and why you felt the way you did.

actually, no, you remembered feeling this way once before, back during your very first game. you recalled it, the crimson that had seeped into your skin and the blur of motion as people fought over the lives of one another. it was the first time when you had wondered, through the red walls and sharp metals, how did one decide who was more deserving, enough to put their life above others? how did one allow themselves to have that mentality drive the choices made during games?

“you’re supposed to be in south america.” you found yourself speaking, smiling, even if it left a bitter taste on your tongue to do so so casually. she wasn’t supposed to be here. she was supposed to be somewhere among the humidity of a foreign country, letting the sun kiss her already tan skin. not here in japan, where she’d have to fight for her life through death games and the misfortune of human beings.

she laughed, brief and laced with regret as she reached up and rubbed at the back of her neck, “i had uh, a competition. last minute so i couldn’t contact you. but…one moment i’m skating, and the next i’m in the middle of an empty arena. strange, right?”

you shook your head, for you had seen far more stranger things in this strange world. she was just unfortunate enough to have been caught amongst the disorder, “it was just wrong place wrong time, huh?”

her eyes widened, mouth slightly agape, “it’s only japan?” she inquired, blinking in surprise at your implementation.

“oh i don’t…know actually.” it was true, you and the rest of the people in the borderlands had no clue of the world past the country. all you knew was the stories of those trying to go past the district, and none returning without a laser through their head.

“well,” she breathed, smiling enough to reveal the small gap between her teeth and the determination shining in her eyes, “it seems we’ll be rivals again, let’s try our best.”

you knew it, all too well. it was the same expression she’d give you during your competitions, spotted across the room. enough to get your heart racing with adrenaline and the competitive side of your nature to come through. and it was almost similar to the satisfied quirk of her mouth when you both stood on the podium, even if a step below to where you were. ‘next time’ she’d say, shaking your hand as a promise for another good run for your reputation.

“let’s.” you mumbled back, trying to replicate the smile you used to give her back then, too.

you tried to keep it even when your phones dinged, vaguely hearing the blurred words that spoke of a hearts game and it’s rules. even when you and that girl were put into a small room together, pairs just as the game master described. kept it on your face even though you could feel your throat close up at the sight of only one oxygen mask, and a timer for when your air would run out. you tried and you tried, even as you faced each other on the ground, feet bumping against one another as the silence became loud inside your ears.

“not quite the competition i was thinking of.” she muttered, to which you weakly nodded in agreement. ironic really, but what could you expect from a hearts game? you’d never been in one before, but you knew of the psychological horrors passed down from surviving players. the way it messed with your heart and morality. but, that couldn’t be it, could it? surely there had to be something else, something you missed, something pass the lone mask meant for only one of you.

“we have ten minutes…if you want we can…” you trailed off, finding it hard to continue, words stuck on the tip of your tongue. you didn’t know what you were going to suggest. maybe it was to look for another way or something else entirely, all you knew was that you couldn’t handle the lack of words spoken amongst you both. she seemed to understand however, forcing a smile far too bright for your current situation.

“ten minutes to see who’s worthy. shall i go first?” she laughed, yet it held no ounce of happiness as she glanced down and twisted her fingers between themselves, “i guess…i don’t really have anything. nothing really comes to mind that makes me want to live.”

a lump formed inside your throat at her statement, mouth feeling dry and chest feeling heavy. how could she say that? surely she had at least one thing that kept her going, enough to make it this far at least. she would’ve died far before if that weren’t the case. and what about you? did you have anything to live for? what made her think she was the only one struggling to give a reason that made you worthy of continuing on?

“you can’t just-surely-“ you stumbled over your words, trying to come up with something to convince her otherwise, anything to make her nurture the dying flame flickering dangerously within her eyes, “what about your family?”

she scoffed, brows furrowed as she seemed to recall a distant memory, “them? cut off. after i pursued figure skating i made sure to cut ties with each and every one of them. i’m sure they’ve seen me on tv though.”

“then your career,” you cried out, desperation clinging onto your form while pushing past the cracks in your tone and lips, “surely you can live for that.”

you didn’t like it, the way she stared at you as you breathed out the flurry of syllables. it was as if she had already given up, already accepted her fate despite the choice not having been said aloud. and you disliked it even more when she scooted just the smallest bit closer, enough to where you could feel the warmth of her body seep into your own, “can i tell you something?”

you wanted to say no, wanted to yell at her to think of just one reason. but you weren’t blind to her own desperation, brown eyes pleading with you to just hear her out. you found yourself swallowing thickly, chest tight and squeezing painfully, “i suppose so.”

she smiled, relieved as she let her head fall back against the wall and let out a shaky breath. her own lips appeared dry, and as she spoke, her voice rasped with the emotion she fought so hard to mask, “every time i watch you skate, i’m sort of, taken aback. you do it so…so gracefully. it’s like…i’m watching a swan across a lake.”

she really thought that? you didn’t think, couldn’t even comprehend the fact that someone was so moved by your dancing. it seemed so unfathomable, out of reach. and yet here she was, appearing star struck as she continued speaking in a low and wistful tone.

“it’s no wonder you always beat me in competitions. you’re already so good, but i know there’s room for more. so much more. it’s why,” she paused, and this time you could see the glassy tears reflecting in her vision, “it’s why you deserve this.”

you shook your head, both to deny her beliefs and to deny the tears wanting to fall down your own cheeks, “i dont-“

“yes you do. i can see it now, you know? the olympic gold medal around your neck,” she smiled, appearing content with the image in her mind, “if i was lucky i’d be watching you from the podium, but i know that’s just wishful thinking.”

had it always been this hard to breathe? had you and this girl always been taking in shaky breaths into your lungs, gasping for something that wouldn’t be given? it was far from the playful banter you used to share back in the real world, one you had cherished and would miss were it to disappear. slowly you scrambled over to where she sat, trying to even your breaths as you gripped the front of her shirt between your sweaty palms.

“you can-no, you will. it’s not just wishful thinking if you’d just-just-“ you struggled for the words, half because of the sobs racking your body and half because of the difficulty to breathe. just one gulp of air, just one would be enough to let you finish your sentence.

“it’s okay.” she mumbled sleepily, also wheezing with the same difficulty.

she shakily lifted one hand up, reaching forward and pushing the hair back from your face. despite yourself you leaned into the touch, eyes tired from the crying and feeling lightheaded from the lack of oxygen going into your lungs. no, you still had so much to say, so many more questions that’d have you and her staying awake long enough to properly decide or think of a solution. you just needed time, even just a little. so why couldn’t you just fucking breathe?

“you’re going to do…great things in your life.”she finished, and if you had been paying attention you’d have see the grateful smile playing on her lips.

you didn’t register the mask placed over your mouth, nor the beeping of the timer supposed to ring in your ears. didn’t realize that she had dropped her hands and slumped against the ground. and it still didn’t click inside your brain even as you finally brought the much needed air into your lungs after several long minutes, and felt the coldness of her skin when you had touched her wrist.

there it was again, that same cold that was far different from the one you loved, the one you found comfort in. it pricked at your fingertips and shook your entire body, leaving you numb as you pulled away and stared before stumbling your way back to the beach. you couldn’t get rid of it even after putting on an extra sweater over your current one and burrowed beneath the blankets of your bed, curled in on yourself in hopes to keep whatever warmth you could trapped inside. would it stay forever then, along with the heavy weight atop your chest?

you could barely recall the click of the door opening and the voice of someone familiar, not until you felt the dip of the mattress beside you and the tug on the edge of your blanket. you blinked, weary and tired as you took in the blond strands and brown eyes, colder than the warm ones continuing to flash inside your brain.

“are you really going to mope in bed all day?” he asked, more to himself than you. you shrugged, trying to dig deeper into your cocoon while giving him the hint that you were indeed, not in the mood to talk. you could hear the male let out a breath, staring at your face pressed against the pillow, “i don’t get it. you’ve seen death before, have even let other companions die. what’s so different about this one?”

what’s different? what’s different? you weren’t sure if you had heard correctly, but you still sat up, glaring at chishiya because of how harsh his words sounded. he didn’t appear phased by the look in your gaze, if anything he was amused by your agitation. it only confirmed your theories and fueled your anger, “how can you be so…so cold. haven’t you…it’s not…” you struggled to breathe, similar to that night and you saw and heard it all over again. the gentleness of her tone, the pain in her eyes and the feeling of her fingers pulling the mask over your mouth.

a broken cry sounded in your throat, and quickly you reached up to stifle the following sounds as much as you could. chishiya continued to stare at you, taking in the sight of your broken state, the red rimmed eyes and the trembling lips. you hated it, the way he held you in his gaze, and so you shifted on the bed to let your back face him as you continued to sob.

“would they really have wanted you to appear like this?” he asked, and at first you were going to ask why he was still talking, why he still kept such a monotone voice when speaking to you. but then his words hit you, and you shook your head, knowing that despite everything, chishiya was stubbornly correct.

she had given up everything for you. the least you could do was make it so it wasn’t in vain.

and so you evened your breathing and faced him once more, until the only sounds were your small sniffles and the shift of your bodies on the bed. he let out a hum once you calmed down, a pleased sound in his throat, before reaching a hand up towards your face. you flinched when his fingers met your skin, before averting your eyes and mumbling an apology.

“it’s just…your hands are cold. i don’t…” you trailed off, but chishiya, as observant as ever, put together the pieces. so instead he pulled up the sleeves of his sweater and let the fabric wipe your tears, and this time you leaned into the tender touch. you felt the warmth of his hoodie and smelled the fresh scent of clean laundry that lingered on his clothes, fluttering your eyelids closed.

just as quick as he had been there, however, chishiya pulled away, until you were left with just the memory of how gentle he had caressed you. perhaps he had done it because he knew how tired you were, and you were sure to think of the moment as something you dreamt of and he could deny it all he wanted. it was probably why he stayed too, and let you drop your head onto his shoulder while you breathed in his scent and exhaled slow, deep breaths.

“can i…can i dance for you?” you mumbled sleepily after several minutes of silence. despite your exhaustion you felt the urge itch at your body, and just once, you wanted to do what you loved best, and what that girl had loved too, “she said my performances moved her and…i just want to give her just one last dance.”

the blond shifted, quiet for a moment as if debating before you felt him nod, the movement enough to have you pulling away and stumbling to your feet. he watched silently as you slowly pulled on a pair of socks, staying that way even as you let him follow you down to the lobby of the hotel. luckily for you both there was no one around when you peeked over the corner. just you and him, a performance just for the sake of your hearts.

“you better dance good, otherwise i’ll consider it a waste of my time.” you knew he was joking, could tell by the way a smile twitched at his lips and amusement burned in his eyes. it was the one emotion chishiya was capable of allowing bare for everyone to see, the only one keeping him human. and even though you liked the coldness of his nature, it was so much better than a storm without a fire.

and so to keep true to your word you let your feet carry you across the floor, sliding and twirling enough to trace a memory that would burn itself deep inside both his and your mind. even though the granite floors were nothing like the ice you were to used to, your feet felt light, and you tried your best to mimic the movements of the choreography you had danced one winter night. you could practically imagine it, the gentle music playing in the background and the brisk wind that touched your cheeks, rendering them rosy pink along with the tip of your nose. could hear the applause and flowers thrown into your hands and at your feet, the smile across the room that said ‘beautiful, i’ll do my best as well’. could feel it from the tips of your fingers to the soles of your feet, leaving your heart to ache and feel full all at the same time.

you breathed heavily once you skidded to a stop, finding his eyes from across the room. and through the rapid beating of your heart and the wisps of hair obscuring your vision you could see it, the first flame of warmth in his gaze. it was nothing to drown out the cold that’s usually seen within, but it was enough to keep you grounded, and enough to have you find comfort in the chills that brushed the skin of your arms and the needles that pricked your fingertips.

you may have preferred the cold, but you didn’t mind the warmth both he and that girl provided for you.

MENU. STRAWBERRY CREPES.

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Saving Chishiya at a game

Request: Yes or No

Will I be writing for Niragi? Probably not. I don't care about him. I won't spoil much but he's just a creep. I don't care that he's 'a bad boy' and 'misunderstood'.

~

(Y/N) walked down the hall of the hospital, gaze flickering around. Despite everything going on, (Y/N) felt oddly relaxed. The only he missed from the original world was his cat and his bed. (Y/N) watched the wall at the end of the hallway, seeing moving shadows. One looked like a girl and the other like a tagger. A high pitched shriek and cry rang out through the hall. (Y/N) came to a slow stop, humming lightly. He walked to the bathroom, leaning against the wall. It was a spades game. The players had to find the correct exit that led to the garden in order for a 'Game Clear' in a certain amount of time. There were taggers dressed in scrubs and face masks trying to kill them. (Y/N) licked his lips, gripping his bat tightly. He looked at the floor, waiting to see a shadow. He heard rustling and grunting. (Y/N) peeked over, seeing the tagger and another player struggling on the floor. The tagger had the bloody knife raised above the players head. (Y/N) walked over, raising the bat and swinging it at the taggers head. The tagger froze. The player on the ground raised his brows, lips parting and eyes widening slightly. He quickly pushed the tagger off. (Y/N) placed his foot on the taggers chest, raising the bat over his head and repeatedly slamming it into the taggers head. Blood splattered on the wall and floor.

"I think he's dead." The player that had been pinned said, dusting off his swim trunks. (Y/N) licked his lips, looking at him.

"Doesn't hurt to make sure, does it?" (Y/N) asked, cocking a brow. The player chuckled, raising his hands.

"Not at all." He gave a lazy grin, half lidded eyes looking (Y/N) over.

"Chishiya." He said. (Y/N) tilted his head, raising a brow as he stared at him.

"I'm Chishiya." Chishiya clarified, looking at taggers corpse. (Y/N) certainly did a number on him.

"Oh.. I'm (Y/N)." (Y/N) looked at his phone. They had sixteen minutes left before they would get a game over and die.

"I should get going." (Y/N) said, turning and walking away. Chishiya followed him, hands sticking in his pockets.

"Were you going in the same direction or are you following me?" (Y/N) asked, attempting to wipe blood off his cheek but it simply smeared. (Y/N) desperately needed a bath.

"How many games have you cleared?" Chishiya asked, tilting his head.

"Answer my question and I'll answer yours." (Y/N) glanced at him. Chishiya grinned, looking forward.

"You seem useful." He stated, shrugging lightly. (Y/N) hummed, nodding slowly.

"That didn't answer my question." (Y/N) noticed a player exit through a set of doors. He and Chishiya shared a look, going to the doors and exiting.

"Game Clear!" (Y/N) hummed, watching his phone turn off. Out of the seven people there, it seemed like only three survived. He tossed it to the side, twirling his bat around.

"That was fun. We should do it again sometime." (Y/N) said as he walked towards the hospitals parking lot. Chishiya called out to him.

"What do you think about the beach?"

Gifs aren't mine.

[lilodijous]

My toxic trait is thinking I could win all the Alice in Borderland games when most of the times I don't even understand the game's instructions.

[oqlixsreads]

Ask and you shall receive :)

We know chishiya doesn't like to show emotions at all so, what if one day, chishiya gives his s/o a forehead kiss in front of the whole beach before they go to the game

And everybody is there like 😳😳😳 reader included

this is cute i like this

chishiya x gn!reader

𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁..

Oh life at the Beach. It was very interesting to say the least we had to walk around in bathing suits so no one could see we’re holding firearms. It made me uncomfortable at first but I eventually got use to it. We as a whole had to collect the cards so we could all soon get out of this place. Which is what the games are for. We all are split up in to many groups, and go off to play games.

But besides all of that.

It was time for everyone to get in a game. I had just officially met the new people. Arisu and Usagi, we were in a game together before along with Chishiya. They had helped me get away from the person in a horse mask with a gun, this place was weird. All of us at the beach were given a number and placed in groups to go to different games.

Some people were scared of being split up and some people were excited to get in a game where they would hopefully win. Me and them had just gotten our papers I had the same as Arisu, and I would later find out I had the same as Kuina. I had to look for Chishiya so I could see what number he got.

We were somehow never got split up into different games but I guess we were when he showed me the different number on his paper. “Oh, we’re in different games.” he didn’t show it but he got worried. Knowing him he never got worried.

The games were about to begin so we all had to get into cars and go our separate ways. I was about to get into my designated car when Chishiya stopped me.

I turned around to see him looking at me. “Hm? what is it?” Everyone was around us and most people knew that we are a thing and that we’re dating, some people were actually confused on how he was dating someone. I mean, I can’t blame them. He’s so nonchalant and doesn’t show much emotion rarely even to me.

“Just be careful and stay alive.” I smile a little. “You do the same.” I tried turning away again but he stopped me once again while grabbing the back of my head and leaning towards me. Giving me a kiss on my forehead? This caught me off guard. Everyone stopped talking and stared at him looking confused as ever. Looks like that threw everyone off even Kuina was shocked.

“Huh?” I said look at him along with everyone else.

“Did he just…kiss them?” Someone from the back said though everyone could hear it. “You’re being weird.” I said looking at him as if he was talking out of his ass. “What I do?” He said innocently with a smirk on his face. I just remember he did that. “You just kissed me on the forehead with everyone watching.”

The whole thing was absolutely shocking.

chishiya? who’s never shown affection in public? just did in front of the whole beach?

“I can do it again if you’d like.”

[bangtaninborderland]

Hey, I really like your writing. Can I ask for a smut req with yandere chishiya and reader, where he is basically obsessed over her. Thank you🙏

This stumped me a little because I didn’t know how to approach it whether it be heavy dark smut or just regular Chishiya so I really hope you enjoy it I did set it like they already had something together just to improve the plot! ❤️

Okay I’m writing this as I’m finishing and I DID NOT expect to take it that way. This literally took me all day because I was trying to make it the best

Chishiya X Reader || I See You.

You notice the familiar outline of the slender figure in the far distance.

Chishiya was once again watching you. You could feel the intensity of his eyes on your back as you turned your attention towards Niragi.

You hadn’t noticed at first the way Chishiya would watch you, the way he would observe you from a far enough distance that you wouldn’t see him unless you was looking for him.

It just so happens that one day you was, one day you seeked out the handsome blonde and it just so happens that he let you find him. You watched him the way he watched you.

You grew excited at his presence, he knew this and loved to torture you with it.

Niragi clapped his hands in your face brining your attention to the conversation you was supposed to be having. “Are you listening to me?”

You had quickly grown tired at his attempt to pitch the militants to you, a few of their members had died the last few games and you were particularly skilled at physical games but that’s just because you was a runner it didn’t qualify you to carry a gun and be an asshole.

You fake your interest for a few moments longer as Niragi comes to the end of his hour long speech.

A thankful feeling of relief attacks you as you shut him down once again. “Yeah, look Niragi I don’t want to join the militants but if I change my mind I’ll let you know okay?”

“You’re so fucking stupid. Get out of my face bitch.” He barged past you. Forcing you to fall into a glass table ultimately breaking it.

You felt your cheeks redden when everyone’s faced turned towards you, Chishiya was much closer to you now than before. You looked towards him, silently asking for his help as you try to pull yourself up and avoid the thousand broken shards across the floor beneath you.

You don’t break eye contact with him as he walks towards you, lifting you effortlessly out of the broken mess and helping you regain some semblance of balance.

“Thankyou..” You mumble as he brushes the broken glass on your back. You felt thankful that you had wrote a jacket today otherwise you would seriously be hurt now.

“Are you okay?” He queries his voice stoic.

“I think so.” You sheepishly smile at him and he nods.

You grow confused as he walk behind you. “You have small cut on your leg, come on I’ll help you clean it.”

He walks ahead of you in the direction of the infirmary. You follow behind him, completely dumbfounded at how you didn’t notice the pain of the cut but it’s most likely Chishiys fault as whenever you’re near him everything seems blurry.

You hadn’t been at the beach as long as him but you became fast friends or in his words “necessary allies.” However you both knew it was much more than that. From the way you would both silently wait around until the other would return from a game or how you would always find ways to be near him and him you.

Not the mention the small touches and flirting that he tried and failed at.

You arrived into the infirmary and he patted the bed, you climbed up on it laying face down. You jump a little when his cold fingertips brush along your thigh.

“Don’t move.” His voice was hot on your neck as the stinging pain of rubbing alcohol invaded the small wound just below your butt.

You flinched and he wiped the area, his fingers still gentle as his hand slips a little further up your thigh.

“W-what are you doing?” Your voice is no more than a hushed stutter.

His fingers slow just inches away from your dampening slit. “You have a little bit of blood here. I can stop if you want me to? I just think it would be better if I cleaned it.”

You contemplated his question before shaking your head no in response.

“Chishiya, can I ask you something?”

He humms in affirmation and you lead off with your question.

“Why do you watch me when I talk with Niragi or anyone else for that matter?” You hiss through your teeth as he begins to dress the small would.

“Because. I don’t like it.” His voice cold enough to send a shiver down your spine which he audibly voiced his like for with a light chuckle.

He didn’t like it. He didn’t want you to talk to others.. so did that mean he wanted you to himself?

You quietly gasped as his finger brushed against the bottoms of your bikinis, the thin fabric providing no protection from his slender fingers.

“I like it when you’re watching me. It feels good.” You admit honesty, unbothered about how weird it sounds.

He scoffs smugly, patting your leg indicating he has finished his work. “What else do you like.”

You tilt your head towards him as he leans against one of the many tables in the room to face you.

“You. I like you.” You smirk at him your eyes full of dare.

You stood up and walked towards him but before you could touch him he had pushed your arms down to your side making you freeze. His hands wrapped around your wrists. Keeping you trapped in front of him.

He lowers his face to yours placing a chaste kiss on your lips, you kiss him back more passionately then he had done to you.

“I like that.” You whisper as he breaks the kiss.

One of his hands released your wrist, instead he uses it to trail up your thigh. You look away as your cheeks become flushed, shyness overwhelming you.

He pulls you closer to him, his fingers resting on the hem of your bikini. “Look at me I want to see you.”

You slowly return your gaze to his face, you gasp as his fingers push aside your bikini bottoms. Your wetness becoming evident to him.

“It appears you like this too.” He humms as he runs a finger in between your slit making you bite your lip as you try to hold in the small moan wanting to escape from your mouth.

You lean your head towards his planning it on his shoulders as his fingers make idle circles around your clit “I don’t want you to keep watching me from far away. I want you here with me.”

He pulls his fingers away and you let out a disappointed whine.

His husky voice muffles but your neck as he trails kisses down it in between his words. “I dont want to stay away from you either.”

You dont know what turns you on more, his kisses or his words either way you are desperate for him, desperate to be touched by him, desperate to have him.

Obscene thoughts rush through your minds as he suckles on your tender skin.

“Let’s go to my room.” You whisper your now free hands running through his perfect hair.

He doesn’t respond instead he walks out of the infirmary, waiting at the door for you to follow him. He doesn’t touch you or talk to you all whilst you’re on the journey to the second floor where both of your rooms are.

You stop at your door waiting for him to copy you but instead he walks past you mumbling a short “come here.” As he passes.

Although your confusion is evident he offers no answers, you follow him despite your unknowing of where he is taking you.

You’re shocked when he opens his door for you, Chishiya never let anyone into his room, not even Kuina and she was the closest thing to a friend he had.

You hesitantly walked inside, afraid of what his room would be like.

You was pleasantly surprised to see it was spotless, everything was perfect as if the room had just been built and no one had ever been inside of it. Chishiya had no personal effects, no loose clothes, nothing.

His hands wrapped around your waist causing you to jump.

You push yourself into him and his grip around you tightens. “Much better.”

You giggle at the way his breath tickles your neck. Around anyone else Chishiya was cold, empty, emotionless, but with you that was different. He was the softest person in the world. However he would never let you tell anyone that and you loved it.

His hands begin to explore your body as you turn to face him, planting a forceful kiss onto his lips, his tongue slipped into your mouth and you welcomed the intrusion biting his lip as he pushed you onto the bed, you both falling back in unison.

He effortlessly rolled you over so he was on top of you and your face was in the bed. Nerves building inside you as he undid the strings on your bikini.

It wasn’t long until you was naked and he was analysing your body, his eyes studying every limb, his fingers touching every inch of your skin making you feel euphoric.

“Chishiya..” you whine his name.

A sharp slap lands on your ass and you yelp, surprised at the wetness it brings you.

His finger once again runs itself along your clit. A small moan slips from your lips.

"You don’t call me that right now.”

You pause in confusion. “Chishiya i..”

You was cut off by another blow to your ass. “Call me Shuntaro.”

Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as he slid one of his slender fingers inside your dripping mound.

“I don’t want to see you talking to Niragi he pisses me off and whenever you talk to anyone else I want you to remember how good I’m going to fuck you right now. Do you understand me?” His fingers pause leaving you in a state of aroused confusion.

“Yes please just don’t stop. I want to see your face.” You whine at him.

Thankfully he grants you the pleasure of looking at him. “Yes what princess?”

Your face flushed a deep red as you say his name for the first time. “Yes Shuntaro.”

Pleased with your answer he leans down and kisses you, he groans as you raise your thigh so his bulge rubs against it.

“Naughty girl hmm.”

You don’t have much time to respond as his tongue traces its way to your hard nipples, his hand fondling the other one.

The way his tongue worked around your sensitive buds. Your moans growing louder as he occasionally sucked them.

“Please..” you whimper, pushing your hips towards him.

As amazing as it felt to have his tongue around your nipple you wanted something much bigger in a much more desperate place.

He looked up at you, his fingers still working on massaging your boobs. “Please what?”

You know the words he wants to hear and you happily oblige. “Please fill me with your cock Shuntaro.”

Hearing the words sends him into a frenzy, he stands up pulling his clothes off himself.

You don’t blink even for a second once his cock springs out of his shorts. You knew he was going to be big, but you didn’t think that he would be THAT big.

He wraps a condom around himself before climbing back on top of you, slipping between your legs.

“Beg me for it.” You rest your hands on his shoulders, lightly digging your nails in as he rubs his tip against your entrance.

You turn your head to the side, too embarrassed to look at him as quiet begs and pleads fly from your mouth.

His hand brushes the hair out of your face, he forms his grip on your chin, guiding you to face him. “Look at me, I want to see you. If you hide your face I’ll stop.”

You follow his instructions and look him in the eyes, “Please.. fuck me…” you whine as you pull him towards you.

He smirked and returned his attention to aligning himself with you. You hold in a scream as he slides inside of you, stretching your walls.

“Let it out, I love the way you sound.” He whispers into your ear as he fucks himself into you, his thrusts are slow but hard.

You can’t help but moan into him as you bury your head into his neck, your nails leaving marks over his back as he does the same to your neck with his mouth.

“You feel so good.” He grunts as he speeds up, his cock now pounding into you mercilessly.

You moan into his mouth as he kisses you, his hands running through your hair roughly.

“Shuntaro! Fuck don’t stop! Keep fucking me like that!” Your screams only encouraging him more.

His hand reaches down and begins to play with your clit, bringing you one step closer to your orgasm. You squeal as his hand delivers a quick slap to your clit.

“Tell me your mine.” He pants, the sound of his balls slapping against you filling the room.

“Im.. uhh… I’m yours!” You drag your nails across his back, as he slams into as he wraps his hand around your throat.

“You like being fucked like a dirty little slut don’t you!” His light grip on your throat tightens.

You nod in agreement. The pleasure too much to handle.

“Im going to cum!” You scream as he spits on your pussy.

He chuckles deeply, thrusting harshly a few more times before pulling out. Leaving you a whimpering, dripping mess on the edge of an orgasm he is denying you.

You reach out trying to pull him back towards you “no.. please..”

His hand wraps itself around your throat once more, gently dragging you towards the floor. He pulls the condom off, throwing it in the trash beside him.

You’d never seen this side of Chishiya. You’d seen the side where he cared in his own way, where he was blunt and empty, but never the side where he would fuck you aggressively until all you could think about was the wetness dripping down your legs for his thick cock.

He presses down on your shoulder, forcing you to kneel before him. He sits on the bed his legs spread lightly, his hard member still standing tall.

“Crawl to me baby.” He pats his leg and you don’t hesitate before obeying his demands.

Right now you’d do anything to to be cumming with him inside of you.

You look up at him through your eyelashes, waiting patiently for his next instruction.

He stares at you, his eyes filled with adoration but the urge to touch yourself is all too overwhelming, he notices your hand inching closer towards your pussy and shakes his head. Tutting at you as if you was a small child who had committed a grievous sin.

He leans over and pulls a pair of handcuffs out from his draw. Despite your efforts try to wiggle away, he secures them around your wrist keeping you reliant on his touch for any relief.

His hand hold your head close to him. “You belong to me little girl. Only I can touch you there but right now I want to see what your pretty mouth can do.”

Your face turns red with embarrassment. “Chishiya.. I haven’t…”

Despite your discomfort he seems pleased at your revelation. “Let me show you. Just open your mouth for me.”

He rubs his fingers over your lips and you slowly open your mouth, he slides his thumb in soaking it in your saliva before removing it and wiping it down your face.

You wanted to rub it off but your tied hands prevented you and Chishiya seemed to love that.

“Open wider for me my little slut.” You open your mouth and his hand guides your head towards him.

You let it slide into your mouth, gagging on the weirs sensation it brought. You was thankful that he tasted clean.. almost enjoyable.

He worked his way inside of you, only pushing in a few inches at a time, always giving you a second to adjust to the new length of his cock that had forced its way inside your mouth. However once you had gotten the hang of it his sweetness changed.

He pushed you back a little, giving him room to stand up. His hand caressed your face before he grabbed a fistful of your hair dragging you to his cock. Forcing every inch of his huge throbbing penis down your throat.

You thrashed about trying to fight against him but he was much stronger than you. His hands kept your head still whilst he carelessly fucked your face, you was drooling all over yourself as he rammed himself into you despite your endless gagging and the continuous stream of tears.

You began to panic when he pushed himself inside of you and held your head there, your nose basically touching his stomach. Despite the fear his grunts and deep moans only turned you on more.

He released your head and you pulled yourself back, gasping for air. He wipes away your tears giving you a small smirk.

“Look at you. So used. So broken.”

You tried to pull yourself closer to him. “Please, I want you so badly. Please just fuck me.”

He chuckled at your worthless begging, only making you whine even more and you squeezed your legs together hoping to earn some friction.

Although you was covered in drool from his face fucking he stil slid his fingers into your mouth. Soaking them with spit. You expected him to wipe them on you again But this time it was different. You didn’t have time to prepare yourself as he pulled them out and slapped you across the face before grabbing your head and forcing you back onto his cock.

“You are MINE!” He grunts as he holds you head against him once more.

You felt his cock twitch and from the deep moans coming from his mouth you knew he was about to cum yet all you could do is sit there and try to remember how to breathe.

You began to cry as the warm liquid trickled down your throat.

He pulled himself out of your mouth, leaving you choking. “Swallow it all.”

You gag as you swallow his seed. A look of pleasure came across his face as you opened your mouth to show him it has gone.

You choke out a word as his hands return to wipe away your tears. “Please..”

“Please what pretty girl?” He asks cluelessly.

“Please let me cum..” you whimper as you rub your face against his hand.

He quickly slides on a fresh condom as he strides towards you.

“As you wish.” His arm wraps around you, lifting you onto the bed so your ass was in the air.

He didn’t give you any warning before shoving his cock inside on your tight cunt.

You let out a scream as his balls slap against you.

“Don’t stop! Right there fuck!” You tighten your already deathly grip on the hand of his that is beside you.

He winced as you dig your nails into him.

“I want you to cum on my cock. Right now.”

He thrusts into your G-spot letting out a low moan as he gives you the friction you need to drive you into your orgasm, your legs collapsing beneath him.

“SHUNTARO! FUCK I BELONG TO YOU!” You scream. The words echoing in the room.

He yanks your hair back as you cum. His body collapses on top of you. He breaths loudly, “You fucking do.”

After a few minuets of you both catching your breath he stands up.

“Let’s get you cleaned up okay babygirl ?” he helps you up and carries you towards the restroom. He runs you both a bath and you climb in together.

“Did I hurt you?“ he mumbles, placing small kisses on your check.

You shake your head. Still processing what happened.

He whispers your name and you turn as much as possible to face him. “I wanted our first time to be so special but you drive me crazy. Seeing you with other people drives me crazy. It’s hard feeling for you when I have never felt for someone else. It’s almost painful. I never meant to hurt you.”

You lay back on his chest, your hand drawing circles on his thigh. “I loved every second of it. I like driving you crazy. It means I’m special.”

He placed a kiss on the back of your head before laughing.

“You certainly are.”

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Okay someone please tell me what they thought of this because I really love it 😭

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[nishymoon]

Hello, if it’s possible can I request for another fic with chishiya and a virgin reader. tyyy

Hear The Love || Chishiya x Reader - NSFW

It is not the first time that you spend time alone, you enjoy being with him and you really like the way he holds you in his arms, in that moment you can say that you feel really safe, away from the whole world that surrounds you. Yet when it comes to pushing yourself further, you stiffen and fear takes over you... even if that's not what you want most in the world. Chishiya has never insisted on you and on the contrary, he has always respected your times, stopping when you didn't want to continue. But tonight you don't want to back down. He is the only one who can make you feel so good, if he is to be with anyone, you want him to be alone with Chishiya. You want to hear the love you feel for him and let go of your fears. You are in his room, or rather, now yours and he is in the shower, the perfect time to choose what to wear and surprise him. You are in your underwear and you are wearing only a t-shirt of him, your bare legs colliding against the drawer you have just opened, undecided on which new outfit to wear for the occasion. As soon as you feel hands grabbing you around the waist, you jump in surprise, you were so focused that you didn't even realize he had just come out of the bathroom. You turn around, enjoying the vision of a Chishiya just out of the shower with a towel on and his hair still wet: «What are you doing, Honey?» You feel him squeezing even more, pushing your body against hers, wetting you slightly: «Oh... I didn't want you to see me like this... I wanted to surprise you and be super beautiful for you... but I didn't realized that you had already gotten out of the shower and you found me like this...» «Well... I still find you beautiful...» It does not give you time to think or to say anything else, Chishiya sinks between your lips with such a transport that it forces you to step back to support its weight, running your body with warm fingers against your skin, insinuating itself under the t-shirt you are wearing. You let yourself be carried away by him, enchanted by him, reaching out to grab the blond and still slightly damp hair, bumping into him at the piece of furniture behind you. Feel Chishiya's hands caressing your thigh, tracing the features of your curves and then grabbing your shirt, helping you to take it off. Your breasts are now fully exposed to his sight and for a moment, you don't quite know why, you're embarrassed, even though it's not the first time he's seen you naked. You look down but immediately feel her fingers on your chin and her other hand grabbing yours, squeeze it as she lifts your face and bends hers towards your ear, the blond wisps brushing your cheeks: «Leave it to me, you relax, honey.» He goes back to kiss you, grabbing you by the waist, making you turn towards the bed and you let him do it, feeling like clay in his splendid hands. Chishiya's body leans forward, without breaking your kisses, forcing you to lie down on the bed, covering you with his body and you instinctively spread your legs to make him sit better, feeling his erection against your clitoris still covered by the panties. His hair tickles your cheeks, his bare chest against your breasts, it's all so perfect. With his lips she slides down your neck, kissing and licking him, and you moan loudly, arching your back and pushing yourself harder against him. Chishiya goes down even further, taking your hard nipple between his lips, sucking it slowly, teasing it with your tongue and you feel your whole body shaking, responding to all of this. He pulls away only to be able to take the other nipple between his lips, sucking it harder and catching the other one with his fingers, twisting it to get a louder moan out of your lips as your hands caress his head, pushing it even more. against your nipple. You feel your femininity more and more ready for him and it almost seems that all the fear in your body has disappeared. His fingers let go of your nipple, going down lower, tracing the lines of your belly up to your covered clitoris, moving your finger and making you moan even more: «Good

Love... relax...» He stands up, his mouth leaving your nipple, making it even more turgid due to the cold air, and helps you take off your panties completely and you feel it settle between your legs and you spread them even more, impatient. He creeps further down and takes possession of your femininity completely, sinks his tongue into your sex, several times, and then stimulates your clitoris making you moan even more, enraptured and ecstatic by his every movement that causes you such intense pleasure. His tongue slides down again, penetrates you slowly and then comes out and returns to the clitoris again while his hand holds and caresses your thigh. Feel his finger enter so easily inside you, your body trembles. He adds a second finger, touching your best spot and you fidget even more, unable to spread your legs even more for him. «More...» Feel your orgasm getting closer and closer and your sweet, eager voice for him is like music to his ears. Move your pelvis against his mouth looking for as he continues to lick your clit, sucks it and runs his tongue over it again. A wonderful sensation that leaves you breathless, an orgasm so intense that only he can give you. Chishiya stays inside you, motionless as his fingers get wet even more than they already were. He takes his fingers away slowly, continuing to watch you while you are still trying to recover from your intense orgasm. When you see him take off his towel, remaining completely naked in front of you, you can't help but look down, his hard erection and the desire for you is so strong it almost hurts. He chuckles slightly noticing your gaze still on him: «Do you want to touch me?» You raise your eyes abruptly, lifting yourself slightly and blushing even more than you already were. He leans towards you, his hand gently grasping yours, making you take his erection in your hand, massaging it slowly.His hand covers yours, guiding your movements and he moves towards you, leaving you a kiss on the neck: «So good...» He lets go of your hand and you stiffen: «Quiet Love... you don't hurt me... you are very good...» You continue to massage him as he bites and kisses your neck, moaning softly at this pleasant sensation. But when you were starting to feel more confident, he stops you, taking your hand away and letting you lie completely in bed again, positioning himself on top of you. All the tension you had on you comes back overwhelmingly, your body trembles as you look it straight in the eye. Feel the tip start to penetrate you slowly and you immediately tense up, closing your eyes, feeling shortly after his hand on your cheek, making you open your eyes again. «Love...» «Chishy... will it hurt a lot?» «A little bit, Honey...» Feel his thumb slowly caressing your cheek, his face bending over yours to kiss you and then moving back to your neck, making you tremble: «I'll go slow, Honey, I'll give you time to get used to me...» You continue to observe him in the eyes, the same ones that are sending you so much love and desire to join you and your whole body begins to relax as he puts his fingers on your clitoris, massaging it and promoting penetration. He goes back to pushing himself inside you, taking short breaks to give you time to get used to it, you grumble softly as he continues to stimulate you and leave he sweet kisses all over ypur face. «Ssssh» You moan softly as he continues to make his way inside you, his finger unwilling to give your clit a break until he sinks completely into you, making you stiff just a little. For a moment he remains motionless, giving you time to get used to him while you feel your sex squeezing him tightly, contracting around the presence of him invading you so deeply. Slowly, you go back to being more relaxed and the desire to feel it and to have more makes its way inside you and, gently, you try to move your pelvis but you stop immediately, moaning in pain and Chishiya grabs your pelvis: «Slowly Love... it's the first time...» A light and slow push makes you moan deeply, shaking you all and your body

undergoes it with desire and abandon: «Let me start this...» Go back to moving inside you gently and your body very soon begins to get used to his intrusion as he slowly pulls back only to penetrate you more deeply... and soon the pain disappears and there is only pleasure inside you. and warmth: «Ah... please, more!» You groan his name as he sinks into you again, picks up his pace. The orgasm grows more and more inside you and you can't help holding on to his hair, looking into his eyes, your face completely flushed. You start to move your pelvis, following his movements and between one thrust and the other it returns to stimulate the clitoris slowly, feeling you moan desperately his name and bringing you closer and closer to your next orgasm. The orgasm that overwhelms you is so intense it leaves you breathless with your body still shaking beneath him. His erection still pulsates inside you and does not leave you time to bask in your intense pleasure as soon as Chishiya grabs you by the pelvis, lifting it slightly and pushing back inside you, making you scream. «Shuntarō I... I'm-» «Me too Honey... come for me again.» The previous rhythm returns to its own, your breasts following each movement in such a sensual and harmonious way. He puts a hand on the full, firm curve of your butt, squeezing and lifting you more as she relentlessly hits his favorite spot. Your sex contracts, your body trembles as he feels you push it hard before he comes with you and exhausted, he takes a few seconds, remaining buried inside you. Your breaths are synchronized, both of you trying to catch your breath as you look into each other's eyes until Chishiya leans towards you, resting his forehead against yours. «I love you...»

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NOTA:【Ehyyy thank you so much for your request!! Hope you will like it!! ♥ 】

[andornism]

cuddling with chishiya

shuntaro chishiya x gn!reader

genre: fluffy

warnings: none ig! unreviewed writting

request: hi hi!! may i request cuddling hcs with chishiya?

author's note: it's been a while i've seen aib, so i hope that's decent!

we know chishiya is a reserved person, so he don't have much interest in being glued to somebody

but when it comes to you, he can try

chishiya prefers to be the one who receives affection due to his insecurities, so he don't know exactly what to do to you

as time passes he will get used of what you like and will do it (shyly tho)

he seems cold but he opened himself up to you, because you are one of the people he trust.

cuddling with him is very soft, because he will only do it when he feels safe and comforted

it didn't happened that often before, but after you entered his life i think he found what is interesting in life

i associate him with a cat so im certain he is one to be quiet while cuddling with you, looking straight to your eyes while you two lay in bed

forehead kisses...

he is the big spoon for sure

he likes being kissed in the face too, specially really close to his lips

overall he likes to cuddle but only with you.

[prodbyblush]

perhaps aib characters with a s/o who sleeps a lot and sleeps everywhere, nothing is stopping them from getting those 8+ hrs of hitting the hay. theyre always sleepy so they kind of feel bad for not being awake to spend time outside of the games but ???? beauty sleep to win the games ya know?

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ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

・❥・ requested

Taglist: @ahahawowwwwww

Arisu:

There was one time he couldn't find you that made him look for you all over the Beach, only to find you fast asleep in the bathtub. He'd carry you in his arms and lay you down on the bed so that you could sleep comfortably. While he lays down besides you, admiring your sleeping figure, he'd wonder to himself how you are so sleepy all the time. Even when you just wake up from an eight hour sleep, he'd be surprised to hear you say that you're still sleepy.

Chishiya:

Even before you were his, Chishiya would always notice how you would doze off during executive meetings. He found you interesting because given at any place and at any hour, you'll fall fastly asleep, doing the bare minimum or not. He knew he wasn't supposed to care for you in a world like this but he couldn't help it, instead of letting your head hit the car's window and hearing the thud sounds it made as they go back to Beach, he'd place a hand on your head, slowly bringing you to lean on his shoulder.

Niragi:

You being sleepy all the time is what made him call you Sleeping Beauty. He thought you looked cute slowly dozing off, but what wouldn't look cute is when a random resident of the Beach would offer their shoulder for you. Would immediately feel the rage in his body while going over to you, carrying you in his arms and bringing you back to the shared room. As he lays you down in bed, he'd be already right besides you, wrapping his arms around your frame as he falls asleep next to you.

Last Boss:

Samura learned that when you would rest your head on his shoulder, it meant that you are getting sleepy. He found this little sleepy habit of course cute. He would pull you closer to him, planting a kiss on top of your head, loving the idea how you're comfortable enough with him.

Usagi:

Usagi was looking forward to spending time with you tonight. Having promised to have dinner, hang together in the pool area for a bit before going back to the room and then sleep. While all sounds nice, Usagi tried to stop herself from chuckling because she could see how you're trying to stay awake while dipping your legs together in the pool. You were trying so hard for her and she appreciated you for that.

Kuina:

Would be so excited to go back to the Beach as you promised her that you'll be spending time with her after the games. On the way back, her heart kept beating fast, excited to see you. But on her way to the shared room with you, she found you already there and fast asleep, curled to yourself while hugging the pillow she uses. It was a sight to see that made Kuina's heart make a leap, but will scold you when you wake up for sleeping on her.

[riasimagine]

IMAGINE:

chishiya always watching you, just make sure you're safe.

[fireofjudgement]

Alice in Borderland Valentine's Day special hc's

Chishiya:

Pre-Borderland

oh boy, this guy has built walls upon walls upon walls

it took a lot of patience, self control and breathing exercises to get to know him and survive all of his clever comebacks and subtle remarks he knew were going to hurt you

trying to get him to open up to you was like playing chess. Blindfolded. While the room you're in is on fire

the fact that you didn't know how to play chess wasn't helpful in this situation

but eventually, little by little, you won him over

even while in a relationship Chishiya isn't the most affectionate person

and impressing him is a nearly impossible task

he on the other hand doesn't even have to try

you don't remember ever mentioning your favorite food to him or your favorite movie, nor your favorite flowers

and yet somehow he managed to make your first valentine's day perfect

and when I say perfect, I mean perfect

you got everything you could ask for and much more

he treated you like royalty, in every way possible, up until late in the night

good luck one upping him next year

While in the Borderland

Chishiya changed drastically after joining the Beach

you barely recognized the man you were in love with

you knew he was trying to survive and protect the both of you but you couldn't help but feel sad

he became even more distant and cold than he used to be

most of his energy was spent on the games, plotting against Hatter behind his back and teasing Niragi

you knew giving him a taste of his own medicine wouldn't work on him, nor would any other games so you decided to be straight forward with him and tell him how you feel

you thought he would ignore your feelings or even make fun of you for being too clingy and sensitive

he however surprised you by pulling you close and making you stay like that for a while, not saying a word

at that point you realised how difficult all of this was for him

ever since he'd at least try to put in more effort, he doesn't want to lose you afterall

you were the only person he trusted anymore

determined to show you how much you mean to him still he decided to take advantage of Hatter's sudden announcement and spend yet another perfect valentine's day with you

it was the exact same as last time but it wasn't any less impressive considering the lack of..anything really in the Borderland

but most importantly you spent that night together and as you were falling asleep in his arms you knew you were going to be okay

[girl8890]

Run Away Affection

Chishiya x GN!Reader

Summary: Chishiya has been running away from your affection as soon as they started. You don’t understand why, since you’ve come from a family that loves giving physical affection whenever possible. When you kiss him on the cheek because he defend you, he runs away once again. But this time, enough is enough. Your want answers, and it’s time for him to give you them. 

Request: Heyo, could you write something about Chishiya being insecure since he hasn’t been in a relationship before. Like he gets embarrassed by physical affection because he doesn’t know how he should act. He doesn’t know how to kiss or tell his SO that he loves them because I doubt he has ever been in a relationship. Insecure awkward chishiya all round with reader comforting him.

Requester: Anonymous

Warnings: Insecurities, Cursing, First kiss. 

Rating: T

Notes: This takes place while in Borderlands at The Beach. 

{ Alice in Borderland Master List }

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New things are stupid.

Well, stupid may not be the right word, more like downright terrifying and awkward.

Do you remember when you were a kid and your parents forced you to eat vegetables for the first time? Seeing the green tree giant going towards your mouth, even though it was just a vegetable, you saw it as this scary, nasty thing trying to break your personal bubble.

Not that Chishiya's current new thing is nasty or a vegetable, but it's still undeniably nerve-wracking. All you did was kiss his cheek. There shouldn't be a problem, but there is.

You would think that Chishiya would get accustomed to this by now after three months. He realized you were a physically affectionate person way before you started dating. Nothing too wrong - just high fives and hugs that last a little longer than needed (in Chishiya's opinion). But you never precisely gave him any of your physical affections until you started dating.

He shouldn't feel like electricity blossomed under your lips when it touched his cheek. He shouldn't flush and become incredibly cold even though it's nearly 80 degrees out.

But he did.

You kissed him on the cheek because Chishiya defended you against some assholes that said you were just using Chishiya. You and Chishiya knew better, though.

If anything, your strength was getting used by him. He wasn't, though. You are probably the first person in this God-forsaken place he hasn't actually used. He felt weird about it at first, having someone close by that he wasn't using for some type of gain. He was just… intrigued. Dare he say it.

Intrigued until that feeling turned to captivation, crushes happened, and now you're both here. Standing awkwardly near The Beach pool. With Chishiya starting at you like you are from another planet because you kissed your boyfriend's cheek. 

Your smile soon vanished when you realized this, and it turned downward. You've been trying to get close to Chishiya in one of the only ways you know-how. Physical affection has always been your thing. Your family loved giving a kiss on both sides of the cheek and hugging as much as possible to show their appreciation. You just naturally took after them with these affections. 

Chishiya, on the other hand, seems like he hates any of your affections. You've realized this early on when he would jump away from your attempts to hug him or have a flushed face from any of your aimed kisses, just like now. This is just the first time your aimed kisses met their mark. 

"Chishiya, you okay?"

Chishiya blinks. "Ugh. Yeah - gotta go. D-do something."

Then he runs away to "do something." You huff out a sign and watch him practically run out of the pool area. He's away hiding before you can even blink twice. Running away seems to be a famous theme for this too. Even if your hands were too graze each other by accident, time for Chishiya to “do something.”

It's not that Chishiya doesn't want your affections. It's just that he's never experienced them before. He's come from a family that's way of showing their appreciation is by saying "do better" and pointing out all his flaws so he can do just that. Since he hasn't experienced these affections before, how is he supposed to act? Is he supposed to do it back? Say thank you? He doesn't have a clue.

And what if you decide one day… to kiss him on the lips.

Of course, you both would eventually. Chishiya's not detested to the idea, not even in the slightest. He's just scared. Scared he'll fuck up and become an awkward mess. Just like he did now.

When Chishiya returns to his room, he smacks himself on the forehead and groans. "What the fuck was that?" He then slides down the door and stops when he hits the carpet. "Why can't I just be normal?"

No more than five minutes later, he hears a knock at the door. Chishiya whips his head out of his hands and stands up to face the door. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized it was probably just Kuina. She usually comes by to talk strategy the day before a game.

When he opens the door, though, it's not Kuina. It's you.

Chishiya's jaw goes slack, and his eyes widen. You've never chased after him before. Granted, this situation hasn't happened much, but you wouldn't say or do anything each time he would run or jump away from your advances. You would usually just frown and be cruel into yourself.

Fuck, Chishiya. That's not a better alternative!

"Hi," You say with a half-smile. Chishiya doesn't say anything, though. Just stares at you with both embarrassment and confusion written on his face. You knew when you found him he would be embarrassed about what happened. You decided after he left the pool area that enough was enough. You were going to have a conversation about this. No more running away.

With that thought, you waltz into his room. You don't care that you're being rude by not getting permission to enter. This is your boyfriend's room, and formalities be damned. 

"Um, Y/n, what are you doing here?" You stare at Chishiya with determination, watching him fidget under your stare. He's never like this around anyone else. Hell, you've never even seen this man sweat around anyone else. But right now, in front of you, Chishiya is a sweating mess. 

"Chi, we need to talk."

Chishiya's eyes double in size, and he feels his knees almost buckle underneath him. Are they going to break up with me? Is it because I ran away? Do they think I'm not interested in them anymore? These questions fly around in his head, but instead of voicing his thoughts, he just says, "Okay."

You sit down on the edge of his bed, then on the spot next to you, you pat it to indicate you want him to sit. So he does. You turn your body to face him. He does the same. 

"Chishiya, is there something wrong with me?"

Huh? Chishiya was not expecting that question what's so ever. Something wrong with you? The real question should be, is there something wrong with him?

"What?" Chishiya questions, not able to think about anything else too say. 

"You always run away if I try to hug you or kiss you-" Fuck “-did I do something wrong? Do you... not like me anymore?"

Chishiya wants to say a thousand things. He wants to tell you that he does like you and doesn't want to run away. He wants to be able to kiss you and let you hug him. But most of all, he wants to tell you he loves you. One of the many emotions he's never felt before, you have made him realize he has for you. You're truthful, one of the most unique and beautiful people he's ever met. He just doesn't have the words to say it. 

So, instead of saying anything, he groans and flops down on the bed. Facedown on the comforter. Acting like both a jerk and an awkward mess all at once.

Yup, this will answer their question, alright.

Chishiya feels something poke at his back multiple times, so he rolls over, but with his eyes closed.

"Chishiya?" He hears your voice very close to his ears but doesn't do or say anything. "Please, talk to me." He hears sadness in your voice. A sound he never wants to hear coming from you. You should only be happy and smiles, that's what you deserve, and he knows he's the exact opposite of what you deserve. Whether you realize it or not.

He decided at that moment, to man the fuck up and talk to you... just with his eyes closed.

"O-okay, Y/n. I'll be honest with you." He hears you gasp, worried about what his following words will be, but he continues anyway, "I've never had someone like you before in my life. I've never had anyone that wanted to give me affection - forget physical affection - and... I love it, but I don't know what to do about it. Truthfully, I can't even bring myself to tell you-" I love you.

His words hang in the air, and you're both silent for a moment.

It dawns on you after he stops short that you both never really had the conversation about past relationships, or family relationships, for that matter. He's mentioned a few times that his family isn't very important to him, and you didn't want to push for any more information because you didn't want to upset him. But now that he finally told you his insecurities, you feel relieved.

Not relieved that he's never gotten affection before (which to you he very much deserves all the affection in the world), but that the distance he's been putting between you two hasn't been because he doesn't like you... or love you.

"Chishiya." You watch him flinch when you say his name. "Please open your eyes."

With brief hesitation, he opens his eyes to find your eyes directly above his. You're not on top of him or super close to his face, but your eyes are the first thing he sees when he opens his own. Chishiya has always loved your eyes. They have a certain sparkle that makes him melt into the floor every time he looks at them. And right now, looking at your eyes, he has no idea why you like him. But he's a selfish man and doesn't want to let you go no matter how unworthy he feels he is for you.

"Yeah, baby?"

Hearing him call you baby for the first time makes your heart flutter. You stop yourself from smiling and breathe through your following words, trying to stay serious in this moment between you two. "I'm sorry no one has shown you any affection or love, but I'm not everyone else. I - I really, really like you, Chishiya. Is it okay if I continue showing you that? Like... right now?"

Chishiya swallows even though his throat has gone dry. Without words, he nods his head. He waits to see what this "showing of affection" is. But he understands when you start to lean your face down to his. He understands, and his heart picks up speed. His breathing speeds up too, and he doesn't move until you - kiss him.

You kiss him with one soft, brief kiss. It's so short that Chishiya could barely feel it, but the aftershock sends bolts of electricity throughout his body. And he wants to feel it again.

He doesn't even realize he's pulling you back to him with his hand on the back of your neck since you started pulling away after the kiss until your lips are reattached to his again. This kiss is more profound, powerful, and passionate than the last one. It only lasted a minute since; eventually, he had to let you breathe. When you detached your lips again, you were gasping for air you both didn't realize you needed.

Without thinking, you say, "God, I love you."

Both your eyes go wide. It was a heat of the moment blurt out, but you did feel that way. Chishiya's brain short-circuits, and he thinks his ears have misheard you.

No way. There's no way you just allowed him to kiss you and said you loved him in one go.

No. Fucking. Way.

But you did, and your smile at his reaction shows it all.

"Y-you love me?" Chishiya asks you in disbelief, and you nod your head vigorously while giggling.

"Fuck... I love you too."

And from that moment forward, Chishiya has never run away from your affections again.

[rainsoughtflowers]

i'm not sure if you are still taking requests, especially a chishiyaxreader one but it would be nice to read about him trying to make reader (who's more on the curvy side, and with visible tiger stripes all over her body) less uncomfortable wearing a bikini inside the beach. i've been pretty insecure about my body these past few weeks since i've been gaining and losing weight constantly due to pcos and my fave boy somehow still finding me pretty would make my day (hell, even my year hehe). doesn't need to be full of fluff, just chishiya being chishiya. thank you and have a rad day!

drowning in the essence of you

tw/cw - mentions of blood, minor self harm, brief mentions of anxiety.

a/n - just want everyone to know that they are beautiful no matter what, especially you dear anon. i hope i was able to make your day (or year) <3

his hands only ever touched you when necessary. the accidental brush of his fingers with the exchange of an item and the bruising pressure trying to stop the bleeding, cold enough to make you question whether you craved it or not. the interactions were brief, causing you to become increasingly aware each time they were initiated. and wondering why he ever did so in the first place.

“kuina wants to go down by the pool, you should join her.” chishiya shuntarou stayed seated on the chair in front of you, hunched over as he examined a small object he had found previously. the evening had been quiet, save for the occasional mutter under his breath and your own soft breathing.

you lowered your gaze at the male’s suggestion, picking at the loose string on the comforter, “uh, maybe another time.”

“you can’t stay in here forever.” he mused, causing your unease to increase. he was correct, stubbornly so, and yet just the thought of having to rid yourself of the thin cardigan covering your bathing suit had you wanting to tear up. and to dig the nails currently piercing your skin even deeper.

“yeah but…” you breathed out a shaky sigh, darting your eyes towards where chishiya lay seated. somewhere between your spur of thoughts he had stopped tinkering with his objects, peering at you with eyes you wished would glance away and yet remain until you were drowning within the shades of hickory. you swallowed thickly, nodding you head, “okay fine.”

slowly you worked your way out of the comforter, careful to keep the sweater buttoned and loose on your body. as your fingers fiddled with the sleeves chishiya spoke, causing you to pause your anxious movements, “you’re bringing a sweater to the pool?”

“it gets cold.” you mumbled, keeping your eyes trained on the floor. at times you hated when chishiya observed the things you wished he wouldn’t notice. the habits not even you wished to acknowledge. and yet you found yourself allowing him to learn every piece of you displayed.

he titled his head towards the side, teasing smirk resting lazily on his lips, “it’s summer.”

the longer he peered at you, the more the nails dug into your skin. you were far from comfortable with people looking at you. the thought of anyone knowing what lay underneath the baggy clothes you burrowed yourself within had you sick to your stomach, suddenly conscious about whether people were judging the aspects of your body you tried to hide. even at the beach, where the attire was a bathing suit far too tight, you found yourself working around the idea of walking out with such an outfit.

“you’re hiding.” he confirmed, causing you to whip your head in his direction.

“i’m not-”

“you should know better than to lie in front of me,” he quickly cut you off, standing up from his previous position. he emptied the space that had separated you both, peering at you with amusement and a hint of curiosity. truly a cat, “i catch these sort of things you know.”

if there was one thing you hated about chishiya, it was proving him correct. he relished in the satisfaction of having his efforts be for something, especially if it gave him information about his surroundings or the person he was currently dealing with. it happened once before, when you and chishiya first met, after a prediction of your actions and offering you a chance for teamwork. it even happened when he pointed out your strange infatuation for him, despite your protests and insistence that his theory was not the case. if anything, you’d gladly wipe the cocky smirk on his lips.

slowly you broke the eye contact that had locked you in place, reaching up to unbutton the cool plastic holding together your cardigan. your fingers shook sliding down the knitted fabric, and even more so when you let it drop to the floor, skin bare for him to see.

you swallowed thickly, hating the silence and chishiya’s unreadable expression as he simply stared at you, “say something would you?” you hugged your arms around your frame, shifting your weight from one foot to another, “don’t you…find it weird? or-or gross?”

he flicked his eyes upwards, back to your face, still displaying an emotion you were incapable of reading, “everyone has them. what makes yours different from the rest of human population?”

for a moment you were taken aback by his words, not expecting such a blunt answer. the cool air causing goosebumps to erupt across your skin had you quickly returning to your previous anxious state, “that doesn’t change the fact that i just…”

you almost flinched at the trace of his finger along the expanse of your skin, even colder than the air conditioning blasting across the room. they ran down the sides of your waist, outlining the stretch marks decorating your figure and causing your cheeks and body to burn with each trail and light scape of his nails.

he hummed, quiet and lulling you deeper into the trance of his tone, “i think they’re fine.”

you parted your lips at his words, heart beating out of your chest as he removed his eyes from your side and pulled back his fingers to rest inside his pocket. the syllables held no emotion to them, simply stating a fact he believed to be wholeheartedly true. and yet, it was enough to have your nerves ease just the slightest bit, forgetting momentarily about the thoughts hyper aware about every aspect of your skin exposed for him to see. chishiya had had no intention to replace such thoughts, but it had been enough to have your lips pulling into a soft smile.

“thank you, chishiya.”

he nodded, meeting the gaze you began to hold him within. quietly observing the shades of brown and the amusement seemingly permanent shining within. and just as chishiya had drowned within the waves across your body, you drowned in the colors of his.

menu. strawberry crepes.

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Catching Chishiya's attention during the Five of Spades game

Request: Yes or No

This is pure shit lmao

~

(Y/N) stared at his phone, watching the clock. He licked his lips, continuing to wiggle doorknobs. He heard the player from before yell out that he needed help, watching the climbing girl head over. (Y/N) chose to use the stairs, knowing the tagger was occupied with three other players. He headed towards the room, entering as gunshots rang out. The guy in white hid behind the wall.

"There's two?"

"Yep." He gave a nod. (Y/N) hummed, taking a peek. The player and other tagger were fighting for control over the gun. (Y/N) slipped into the room, taking out his knife as the girl hopped in through the window. She dodged the gunshots as (Y/N) went forward, stabbing the tagger in the neck. The other players quickly pressed the buttons, stopping the timer right as it hit 1. (Y/N) pulled his knife out and stepped away from the tagger, watching them fall. (Y/N) pulled their horse mask off, staring at the frightened middle aged woman. The collar around her neck beeped. (Y/N) stepped back, looking away as blood splattered all over the wall and the woman went limp. (Y/N) sighed, looking down at his shirt.

"Probably shouldn't be wearing white unfer these circumstances." (Y/N) mumbled, wiping the blood off his knife on his pants. He crouched down at the girl and guy left, searching the body. He was joined by the guy in all white. (Y/N) glanced at him, noticing his swim trunks. He didn't question it.

"You went for the killing spot." The guy pointed out, looking at the stab wound. (Y/N) shrugged.

"Try to kill me, I'll kill you. Easy as that." (Y/N) stood, watching him pull out a piece of paper.

"How many games have you played?" The guy asked, standing as he looked over the drawing.

"Why do you care?" (Y/N) asked. The guy shrugged.

"You seem used to this." He looked at him.

"I'm part of a community called The Beach. You should join us. You'd be useful." He said.

"I'm Chishiya."

"I'm not interested." (Y/N) replied, brushing past him. Chishiya chuckled, a lazy grin apprearing on his face. He hummed softly.

Gifs aren't mine.

[saebyeoked]

hii! i live 4 your writing so if it isn’t a bother could you write a chishiya shuntaro fic, where the reader doesn’t ‘express their emotions’ — basically the female version of chishiya? thank u <33 and how their relationship would b like !

yes absolutely! i struggled with writing this even though i love this request, i found it super hard to find a scenario that makes sense for it 😭 i hope you enjoy anyways! this might be kinda short but i think it's decent enough LOL

fem!reader as stated in the request

tws: blood, death, general violence. not super descriptive but enough for a warning

worries of tomorrow washed away — chishiya shuntaro

when aguni became the new leader of the beach you knew everything would go to shit. it was evident that now that hatter was dead, there would be nothing preventing the militants from gaining control. the once 'sanctuary' was now covered in blood and corpses.

you weren't worried about him. you knew he was capable as he's shown you before, but you still wanted to find him so the two of you could work together on a solution to the game.

chishiya had been your boyfriend for about half a year and you'd never gone public. the two of you were known to be close friends who were carbon copies of each other. you were hardly ever seen without him by your side or close by. though, everyone else at the beach was stupid to think you were only just friends.

the two of you expressed concern for the other in your own ways, caring glances and gentle smiles being thrown to each other from across a room. it was all the two of you ever needed in a relationship and you both expressed that.

you wondered the empty halls of the beach, formerly known as 'seaside paradise tokyo', once a beautiful sanctuary turned into a place filled with blood and death.

you hid your emotions well and always kept a straight face at every body you stepped over on the floor. their eyes would sometimes still be open, their mouths frozen in fear as blood seeped out of the bullet wounds embedded in their chests. you didn't look at them for too long, not wanting to get distracted and be killed for it.

you weren't incredibly on edge, you knew where chishiya would be so you made your way there at a steady pace deciding not to rush. the more noise you made the more danger you would be in.

the sounds of guns firing and screams from injured and dying players echoed through the halls and filled your ears but you ignored it all. there wasn't any point to cry or to grieve for anyone who may be lost. you would remember them, but crying showed setbacks such as blurry vision and unstable breathing.

you inhaled deeply and peaked around a corner, seeing one of the militants shoot someone who'd come running down the hall. you brought your head back around and pressed your back against the wall. they fell next to you, dying and desperate. you pursed your lips and looked down at them before looking back up to focus on your mission. you felt almost guilty for leaving them behind but they would only be a burden. your only goal was to find chishiya and finish the game together.

you were heading towards the basement, knowing he would be there to check on the power. the beach, unlike every other building in tokyo, the beach had it's own power which it why it had lighting.

you navigated through the hallways, occasionally hiding from the miltants around corners or in closets to avoid being killed. you wanted to make it to chishiya, he was the only thing who kept you going.

as awkward as it felt admitting it, chishiya was your best friend as well as the love of your life. he was everything you ever wanted. he wasn't pushy, clingy or disloyal. he had negative traits, but so did everyone else. you had those traits too and he always looked past them.

he would sit by you in an empty room, looking into your eyes almost silently telling you how he cared for you.

you swallowed. you had to make it to him.

the basement was close and you opened the door to walk down the steps, trying to be silent as you didn't know who else might be down there other than chishiya and possibly kuina, his closest friend other than you.

you were never jealous of his friendship with her. though chishiya you made a new friend in her. she was kind and selfless, something that baffled you. how could someone be so caring about complete strangers in this situation? she wouldn't ever change, though. it was nice to have her around even if she wasn't at all similar to you or chishiya.

"chishiya." you said, letting out a breath that you didn't realize you were holding. relief washed over you and your chest loosened when you saw him. it was just the back of his head, but it was him. you knew he was capable of handling himself, but you hadn't ever truly expressed to him how much you loved him.

he turned at the familiar sound of your voice, and he smiled. it wasn't the condescending smirk he always wore, but instead it was a genuine, beautiful smile. you took a few steps closer to him and wrapped your arms around his waist to greet him. neither of you said anything else, but when he brought his arms around your shoulders you relaxed into him.

this was out of character for you, but chishiya always found a way to bring out different sides of you no matter the situation. you regained your composure when you pulled away from the hug.

"were you worried about me?" he chuckled, his know-it-all smirk back on his lips. you shook your head, "no. it's just good to see you again. it's a hellhole up there." you said, completely seriously. you weren't worried, but seeing him was a relief as you realized you could've been shot on your way to find him.

kuina wasn't with him, but she was capable too so you didn't begin to worry. "the main power is shut off. the witch is an executive." he told you, gesturing over to the main power grid so you could see for yourself. you chewed at the inside of your lip.

you'd been at the beach for a long time and had climbed up the ranks to be sitting comfortably at number 15. you weren't an executive but you were around them enough to know who they are and what their personalities were like.

you checked a few people off of the list quickly with no possibilities to be the witch, and you assumed chishiya did the same as well.

you looked at the security cameras in front of you, the militants following scared and innocent people, picking them off one by one. your face showed no emotion. you saw their rise in power coming from a mile away.

chishiya looked at you and you returned his gaze, taking one of his hands into your own. "we'll be okay." he told you. you could only nod, looking back at the camera footage where more people were getting murdered. he squeezed your hand. "come on. i have something i need to do."

the 10 of hearts card laid in front of you on the table inside of the burning heart of the beach. you were decently happy about it burning down. it was a horrible place with the facade of being a sanctuary.

chishiya stood next to you and reached out his hand to pick up the card. he looked at it blankly. "i started to think it was pointless— collecting all the playing cards, but with this we've got everything except for the face cards." he turned his head, looking at you deeply in the eyes. "but i wonder what the management team of the game wants us to see."

neither of you were stupid, knowing full well that the games were far from over. "they have more prepared for us." he nodded, not taking his eyes off of you.

silence enveloped the air around the two of you and the only sounds heard was the crackling of the burning wood surrounding you. "i'm glad we made it through this." you said, looking out at the flames in front of you. chishiya was quiet for a few moments, "we'll make it out of everything in the future, too."

you chuckled.

you never thought of yourself as a selfless person but as chishiya stood next to you, staring emotionlessly at the 10 of hearts card he held between his thumb and his pointer finger, you knew you'd do anything to keep him alive. you'd sacrifice yourself if need be and you could only hope it never came to that.

but if it did, you knew exactly what you would have to do for him.

the two of you made your way out of the beach, leaving it and all of the people associated behind you. you reached out and grabbed his wrist, making him turn to face you. his eyebrows were furrowed, expression showing evident confusion on his face for the first time that you've seen.

you pulled him closer and hugged him again. he tensed up but relaxed after a few moments, his chin resting on your shoulder. your eyes closed, enjoying his touch. contrary to his behavior the way he held you was so gentle, and his breath was so light against your skin.

you pulled away from the hug after a few minutes of sitting in silence, resting your hands on his cheeks. you pecked his lips, a barely noticeable smile on your face. after pulling away from the small kiss, he didn't try to walk away from you. your faces only inches apart as he spoke.

"did our near death experience make you sentimental?" he teased, laughing quietly as he looked at you. you didn't reply, knowing full well that how he fell into your touch gave everything he was feeling away. he was so easy to read to you given that you were similar.

he was afraid and clearly anxious, worried about what the future might hold. "we'll be okay." you told him. he nodded.

he looked between your eyes and your lips, taking in your beauty. chishiya never thought he would feel so many emotions, but as he looked at you he was happy was feeling them. you nodded, wordlessly giving him consent for a deeper kiss.

as his lips pressed against yours, all of your thoughts and worries sank to the back of your mind, anxieties of tomorrow washing away.

[lilodijous]

Sorry to say this, but I'm annoyed at how bad Alice in Borderland characters dress.

Like?? What kind of outfit is that, Arisu?

Yes, you have more important things to think about, like not dying in games, but this is too much.

To be honest, the only outfit that seems acceptable is Chishiya with his white jacket and his cardigan. Chishiya might not have basic human feelings but he does have a good sense of fashion:

Anyway, that's the end of my rant.