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Chishiya with a reader who accidentally falls asleep on him?

—Quiet

A/n;it’s rlly short I’m sorry, I wanted to do this but I didn’t know what to write, so my apologies if it’s bad 🙏🏻

Pairing; chishiya shuntaro x reader

—screw this game. That’s the bitter thought that stays in your head, his king of spades game is total bullshit. Even you had to admit, it was challenging, having to stay alive against this guy.

Chishiya remained cool though, his nonchalant demeanor not once faltering, it was honestly kind of admirable-as it was also kind of irritating.

“Wonder how long this game is gonna last..” he muses underneath his breath with a small hum as he stares at the small fire he made, the fire crackling lightly against the quiet sound of wildlife around you and the little campsite you guys are at-evading from the king of spades.

You were barely listening to what he was saying, the events of the past day finally catching up to you, and you can feel your eyelids getting heavier with every passing second, your body starting to become sluggish.

Chishiya notices your silence, but doesn’t speak of if, until he realizes that you’re not replying to his statement, and then he feels it. Your head drops down onto his shoulder with a light and barely audible thump, the action causing him to freeze slightly, his head turning to look at you with a small mumble of your name.

You don’t reply, not even slightly tilting your head in acknowledgment like you usually would, and it hits him, you’re asleep.

He lets out a small huff of amusement and slight annoyance, but that annoyance fades as quickly as it came and he just looks back at the fire he set up, letting you sleep in his shoulder without much resistance, keeping as still as he can so you won’t stir, and he knows once you awake up he’s gonna tease the hell out of you for it.

But he can’t bring himself to wake you up, so he just lets you lean against him and nuzzle up against his shoulder, completely out of it. He even slightly leans his head against yours, but that’s the most he brings himself to do.

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—Parasitic.

A/n; sorry I haven’t written in some time, I’ve had terrible writers block and I’ve been busy with my schoolwork, so forgive me 🙏🏻

Pairing; chishiya shuntaro x reader

Parasitic.

That’s the word you’d use to describe chishiya. He’s a parasite. He takes advantage of the people that trust with their whole heart, or even if they trust only with a little part of it-he takes advantage of it. No matter who you are. Hes a parasite that uses the people around him. And yet again, that’s what he’s done.

You’re seething-at the point that someone would take a look at you and would think you’re a rabid dog. But that’s also maybe because of the flames around you from the beach as it burns in flames.

He had betrayed you for the damn cards, he played you and arisu at the same time-oh, you should’ve known, that little—

You pause the thought as you jump out of the was as a piece of a pillar nearly falls onto you, shit-you need to get out of this building, the ten of hearts game has to be over by now, right?

Despite being blinded by anger, you’re not that dumb to realize that you have to get out of this god forsaken building.

after some time you manage to get out of the building, okay for the most part, few scratches here and there, but you’re not really burned, so you’d say you were fine.

But you’re still so angry at the whole thing-chishiya really did that. You knew he was a parasite-you knew it, but you couldn’t help but trust him, and he threw it under the bus just like that.

Oh, you were pissed-infuriated. And god knows you’re not gonna let that go.

—“Hm, you survived the beach? Shouldn’t be surprised, since it is you.”

A familiar voice calls out to you as you step into a new game, the jack of hearts-and you tense at the voice, already knowing who it is, the sound already having you seethe in your spot.

He watches with a light smirk as you turn your head to glare at him, the explosive collar around both of your necks making it impossible for you to leave this game.

Chishiya can’t help but have a small sense of amusement at your anger, it’s radiating from you in heavy waves, he knows you’re mad at him-and for good reason.

You just want to lunge at him, tackle him and show him who he fucked with-and whose feelings he’s hurt. He really crossed you, and he knows that.

“C’mon now…in order for me to gain something I had to lose something, you know how it works.”

He muses, half expecting you to punch him or pounce, his voice is smooth and calm, and that alone just angers you-it’s like he doesn’t feel any type of remorse, he truly was an apathetic bastard.

“Yea?” You huff out, forcing a small smile on your face, buts it’s obviously strained, and it quickly fades into a small scowl, your judging gaze burning holes through him-not that he cared.

“So I was worth losing? Throwing under the bus like that? I was just a pawn?”

You ask bitterly, your fingers slightly clenching as they form into fists at your sides, you knew you were a pawn, but it still hurt-and it was a good reason to be angry.

“If it was up to me I would’ve kept you around, but I wanted those cards.” He says nonchalantly with a simple shrug of his shoulders, head tilting to the side like Cheshire Cat-as if you were a mouse he could just step on with his paws. “Shouldn’t have gotten attached to me anyway, you know that.”

“You wanna know what you are chishiya?” You ask with a small chuckle, one that is so forced as you try to keep yourself grounded, you just want to pounce on him and shove his face in.

“What?” He asks with a slight raise of his brow, his amusement still evident, as if him playing with you was his favorite activity. And honestly, it was-the way you got angry so fast was amusing, as if anger was the only way you knew how to deal with things.

“You’re a parasite.” Your words echo out into the room, and they actually make him pause, his head tilting to the other side, silently asking for you to elaborate. He’s been called a lot of things, but never a parasite.

“You use people-you use the trust that people have, and you use that to your advantage and then when you’re done you throw them away. That’s parasitic, you do it just because you can.”

You say harshly with a scoff, taking a step towards him, but he doesn’t move and just lets you come close to him, your hands twitching as if you’re resisting to hit him.

“I do what I have to do.” He replies with a small huff, not feeling remorse for what he did, how he basically left you like you were nothing, just for some cards. Oh, that’s funny. Really funny.

“No, you do it because you can, and you know that you can get away with it. Just like how a parasite does, that’s what you are, a parasitic, apathetic, bastard.” You argue with a shake of your head, your jaw beginning to tighten, and he realizes he’s beginning to back into a wall with the way you keep getting closer.

“You’re really caught up on this, aren’t you?—“

He doesn’t get to finish before you’re suddenly grabbing him by his collar and yanking him closer, your words going straight into his ear.

“Admit it, you’re a damn parasite.” You say harshly into his ear, and it’s then he realizes how truly pissed you are, and he slightly stumbles as you suddenly let him go, giving him a glare before you turn and walk towards the other room without another word-there’s a silent threat to your words, as if you’d make him see who he crossed if he came near you again.

He just huffs quietly and flattens out the spot on his white jacket where you grabbed him, unsure of what to say-he really knows he fucked up, and after a second his eyes drift to the side, the robotic voice saying that the amount of players has been achieved, and started explaining the rules.

“This game is gonna be interesting, especially with them…” he mumbles under his breath, following you into the other room where the other players were waiting, how fun.

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aaa i love your fics. you don’t have to do this but what about reader who blushes every single time she locks eyes w/ chishiya? and he knows she likes him like the lil shitty goober he is…i just wanna see what you’d think he do in this situation :)

—watchful eyes

A/n; TYYY for the suggestion!!! I don’t know if this is good or not so if it’s bad i apologize lol <3

Pairing; Chishiya Shuntaro x reader <3

—you can’t help it, the way your eyes land on him when he isn’t looking, making sure to look at him when he isn’t looking at you so that he doesn’t know. (He knows.)

And right now is another one of those occasions, your eyes landing on him despite your spot at the edge of the pool, him leaning against one of the walls with kuina.

He isn’t looking at you-or atleast you don’t think he is-so it gives you the chance to look at him, your stare almost longing. In your eyes he is just perfect, looks and personality wise-except for the fact that he was a cunning bastard, it has its moments where it’s infuriating.

You don’t even realize how obvious your staring is, or that chishiya is starting to smirk to himself, obviously aware of your looking.

But then he turns to look at you, subtly raising an eyebrow at you, letting out a small hum of amusement as your eyes immediately widen as you look away, your face already starting to feel hot as your cheeks burn up. And in that moment, you know he knows.

Your mind is already starting to run a thousand miles per hour, and in that moment all you can do is just stare at the pool water as he gets off of the wall and makes his way towards you-his hands casually shoved into the pockets of his white jacket, his signature smirk on his face.

“You know…you stare a lot.” He huffs out with a teasing tone, taking it upon himself to sit next to you, and you feel your heart speed up at the fact he’s sitting so close to you, and the fact he’s also talking to you.

“No I don’t, I don’t…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You mumble with a shake of your head, trying to deny it-even though you know it’s true. It’s not your fault he always attracts your gaze.

“You say that,” he muses, pausing for a second to let the words simmer before he tacks on, “but everytime I look at you, you’re always looking at me. But when we meet eyes you look away, it’s almost disappointing.”

At his words he turns his head to look at you, his head tilting the side, his eyes digging into the side of your head, silently daring you to meet his gaze.

“It’s amusing really, that you can’t even meet eyes with me.” He teased in his usual casual tone, letting out a huff when you don’t say anything else, as if you had given up on denying it.

He reaches out and suddenly puts two fingers under your chin, gently tapping as a silent request for you to look at him.

“C’mon, look at me..I wanna see those eyes of yours.” He hums, his tone carrying undeniable amusement, hearing the way your breath softly hitches, but then you turn your head slightly to look at him, your cheeks immediately starting to redden as you guys lock eyes again. You have to put so much effort into not looking away, not that you want to, with the way his eyes are basically drawing you in.

“There you go…not so bad looking at me is it?” He questions, and you know better than to not know that he was teasing you like the little bastard he was, knowing he had the upper hand in this situation.

“It’s not so bad.” You huff out, finding yourself almost leaning into his touch. It’s then you realize the secret is out of the bag now.

“Who would’ve figured that you would like someone like me, hm? Im almost impress—“ you don’t let him finish because of the scoff you let out.

“How could I not? Do you not realize how great you are?” You huff out, your eyebrows slightly furrowing at him, gaining some of your confidence back. He lets out a low whistle at your sudden feistiness.

“And what is so great about me?” He asks as he raises an eyebrow at you, smirking as he waits for an answer, watching as you roll your eyes at his ignorance, turning your gaze back to the pool.

“I swear to god I am so close to shoving you in this pool.”

“Oh really?” He hums out in an amused tone, leaning closer to you, knowing you wouldn’t do that to him..or atleast he hopes you wouldn’t.

“One more word, chishiya, and I will—“

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—Bleed out

A/n; hi! Srry I haven’t been posting much, I’ve been busy with school and stuff, and some personal family issues, but I wanna get back to posting now!!

Pairing; Arisu Ryohei x reader <3

—A mumble of your name breaks the ringing in your ears, Arisu’s voice is shaky, words cracking slightly.

You don’t reply, not having the words to say to him-not that you could say anything in the moment, the painful wound of the bullet in your abdomen clouding what you want to say. You feel it, the blood, it’s thick-already starting to form a red spot on your shirt, having the slight metallic smell to it.

Arisu lets out a gasp of your name as your legs buckles beneath you, and suddenly you’re falling to the floor, hand grasping at your wound as the blood immediately makes your fingers red and sticky.

“Why would you do that?-why would you take that bullet for me?!” He sputters out frantically, his hands pressing onto your wound after he moves your own hands away, his breath hitching at the blood.

“I…I wanted to do something out of character..” You mumble out with a shaky breath, staring up at him, just letting yourself lay there…and you feel weak, you hate that feeling, arisu knows that-judging by the way his eyes soften down at you.

In arisu’s opinion(and probably majority of the people who’ve met you), you were the most stubborn, and tough headed person he’s met. With the way you would always refuse help when you were injured from games, or when you were playing a game-but now you took a bullet for him, without hesitation.

“Y-You didn’t have to do that…that’s a lot of blood—“ he mumbles, his heart pounding-and not in a good way, his body is shaking as his mind runs a thousand miles per second, tears forming in his eyes. He doesn’t know what to do.

“…Arisu.” You mumble, hand grasping up to put on top of one of his, letting out a shaky breath, clearly trying to get his attention. And it takes him a second to realize that you want his attention.

“What is it.?” He asks you in a mumbled tone, giving you all of his attention, as if nothing could tear his eyes and attention away from you, and to be fair, it probably wouldn’t. You were his priority right now.

“I…want you…to go play the queen of hearts, I want you to beat the games.”

You mutter, a hint of a command in your tone, and Arisu knew better than to not follow it-but he couldn’t leave you. You’re bleeding out-and you want him to leave you?? No way.

“But what about you? You’re bleeding out—“ he scoffs, shaking his head lightly, a subtle frown forming on his lips.

“I’ll be okay..” you mumble, still staring up at him, but then you start to shift, pushing yourself to sit up with a grunt, biting at your bottom lip as you push yourself to sit back against an abandoned car.

“Go, arisu.” You demand weakly with a huff, pausing for a second before you tack on before he can protest. “Please..”

At you please, he hesitates, knowing that you want him to go to the last game-but he still doesn’t want to leave you like this. But..he would do anything for you, and you’re on the verge of begging. He feels stuck, he wants to stay with you-but he wants to go do the last game like you want him too.

And after a couple of seconds he suddenly takes off the yellowish pull over he’s wearing, and putting it over you, mostly bunching it up over your wound, a some type of tourniquet-but it’s more so an arts and craft project.

“Okay…” he huffs out, kneeling in front of you, hands gently going to the back of your head to gently pull you in, forcing your head to rest on his shoulder, his face burying itself into your hair. You feel him take a deep breath, his lips gently pressing into the space of your forehead your hairline, before he pulls away. “I’ll be back, I promise.”

You guys stare at eachother for a second, before you reach and hand out and weakly place it on his shoulder, subtly pushing him, a sign for him to go.

“And I’ll be waiting for you, arisu…go beat that game for me.” You mumble with a weak breath, giving his shoulder a small squeeze before you let go, you see the way he hesitates to leave-but he knows he just, this could save you.

After moments of hesitation he finally turns and starts to hurry his way off to the game arena, his fingers lightly twitching as he resists the urge to go back to you, even as he feels your eyes staring at him as he leaves.

You’ll live through this-right..?

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Hiiii this is my first request so im sry if this is not enough but can you do banda or yaba i love them with a reader that is like dazai this is inspired by what i saw in tumblur and i just was so obsessed with that idea so if you can pls do it tho ofcourse you can not do it!

—Secret alliances

A/n; I’m sorry this is pretty bad imo, but I had no idea who Dazai was and tried to do what I saw on TikTok, so it’s most likely so out of character! 😓

Pairing; Sunato Banda x Reader

—“let’s take a looksy.!” Your voice says in a sing song voice, acting to nonchalant and calm as if you couldn’t basically kill him right now..but you wouldn’t do that, since you’re allies.

Banda just hums quietly, patiently standing there as you lean back to get a look at the back of his collar, grabbing a small handful of his dark locks and moving out of the collars way, ignoring his small grunt in retaliation.

“…and you’re a club.” You hum as you tap the back of his collar to signify your point before letting go of his hair, not waiting for a reply before you turn around, already tugging some of your hair away from the collars way.

Banda huffs quietly in an amused tone, finding it quite amusing how you were always calm and playful, even though you could die at any second-even with how smart you were.

“You’re a heart.” He says simply, copying you and tapping the back of your collar before you turn around to face him again.

“Okay…so that settles another round then?” You muse, showing of that small and Cheshire Cat like grin of yours that he had come so used to over the past few games he’s played with you, including this one-it was as if luck was on his side, really, no matter what game it was, you both would somehow meet up again.

“That it does, and I have a feeling the game will end soon.” He huffs casually with a shrug of his shoulders, noting how empty the asylum looked with how many people have gotten eliminated.

You scoff quietly under your breath-almost as if you were disappointed, or maybe even bored. “That’s disappointing..but thanks to the other guy we secured our guess on who the Jack is.”

“Mhm…speaking off, I’m sure our teammates are probably looking for us now. Can’t let the alliance out yet, can we?” He mumbles with a small smirk, watching as you roll your eyes, but agreeing anyway.

“I guess…you’re dinner to hang out with than chishiya…you actually put up with me and entertain me.”

You huff out, being a little dramatic about it, even though it wasn’t a big deal-but he just quietly chuckles in amusement, finding the thought of you being bored of chishiya.

After saying a few more things, you both decide it’s time to split up and go back to your reluctant partners, you giving him a playful wink as you walk away and head towards the area chishiya was at, while he makes his way back to matsushita.

—“I had a feeling it was you.” Chishiya draws out casually as he walks out from him room, catching matsushita by surprise as he stops laughing, realizing that he’s been figured out.

Before he can sputter out another word, Banda also steps out from a room, hands casually shoved into his pockets, a slight smirk on his face. “Not a lot of people team up with someone like me, you kind of walked right into this.” Banda sighs, amused at the whole ordeal, along with chishiya as he lightly huffs.

“You didn’t even realize that he was acting like he was under your control, he manipulated you in the long run.”

And then there’s more footsteps, you walking out from behind a corner, still alive as well, much to matsushita’s disappointment-he’s had it out for specifically since the beginning.

“Oh, there’s more of use left than I thought there would be..and you didn’t manage to get me out like you wanted to, huh? So sad.”

You mumble out with a feigned pout, but it quickly drops as you see Banda, immediately attaching yourself to his side, almost like a dog as Banda would describe it. Chishiya raises an eyebrow slightly at you going towards Banda instead, but he quickly understands what’s happening, and he can’t say he surprised, so he decides not to mention it.

“Wait no-it’s not me!—“ matsushita tries to sputter out, only to be interrupted by you scoffing, looking at him like he was stupid, watching the realization of that his partner was working with you the entire time, and that he had basically lost.

Banda and Yaba decided to have some fun with him, trapping him in his room and deciding to make some answer about the borderlands come out of him…despite knowing that matsushita would probably fold rather quickly.

And to no one’s surprise, you turn and follow after Banda, staying by his side as yaba stays on his other-you weren’t gonna go with chishiya of all people..and he may have already left the building, so it was too late for you to follow him.

More fun for you and Banda, right?

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this doesn't really give you a idea but maybe a angst with chishiya?

—Forgotten Memories.

A/n; I didn’t rlly have an idea for this one, so if it’s bad i apologize, but ty for leaving a request!! <3

Pairing; Chishiya Shuntaro x Reader <3

—The only sounds around you are the sounds of the light breeze and the light and ragged breaths of Chishiya underneath you, biting back small grunt as you keep your hands forced against his gunshot wound.

Your own breaths are ragged and pained, you having your own gunshot wound on your side, though you refused to care for it right now considering that Chishiya is bleeding out in front of you.

“Stop it-you’re also bleeding out, you know?” Chishiya grunt, trying to put pressure against your own wound, though not having much energy to do so.

“I’m fine…We’re gonna be okay-Arisu and then are finishing the last few games..and we’re gonna go…home.” You mutter through slightly gritted teeth, pausing to let out shaky breaths, trying to keep yourself awake and grounded despite your body starting to feel weaker.

He lets out a small grunt as your knees suddenly buckle beneath you, making you almost crash down against him, his arms instantly grabbing you by your shoulders and pushing you to sit down beside him as he leans back against the abandoned car.

For once, he doesn’t know what to say, and you don’t either. Instead sitting in silence as one of your hands leave his wound to press onto yours, putting as much pressure as you can in order to attempt to slow the bleeding. You can feel the warm and thick liquid coat your hands, staining your shirt and bottoms, your eyes trained on the sky above you.

But after a few moments suddenly fireworks start to light up the sky, making his eyes also drift upwards, his eyebrows slightly raising.

“All surviving players will be presented with two choices.” The robotic voice of the game plays out from the sky, and you huff slightly in reply, Chishiya letting out a quiet hum.

“Players must now all decide whether to accept permanent residence in this country, or decline it.”

And then it’s silent, besides the sounds of the fireworks in the sky and your own breathing and heartbeat that plays in your ears.

Chishiya waits for a second to catch his breath, before he breathes out, “I decline.”

And without missing a beat you reply too. The words “I decline, I decline the offer” leave your mouth in a quiet mutter, not having much breath or strength left in you.

One of your hands reach over and grab onto one of his, gently gripping his fingers against yours, but chishiya doesn’t decline it and instead gives yours a gentle squeeze.

But what worries him is when he hears your breathing start to get quieter, making his head turn towards you, his eyebrows slightly furrowing as he sees how your eyes flutter closed.

He mutters your name, concern etching its way into his normally casual tone, giving your hand a tug as he calls your name again, but then, he suddenly feels his eyes close, his own consciousness leaving him, but he spends the last bit of his consciousness trying to shake you awake-not wanting you to go to sleep forever.

—You’re walking down the hospital hallway-more like stumbling, having a small crutch to help you walk. You’ve been awake for a day now, having been told about how a meteor had hit Shibuya-and you were in its space when it happened, along with others. You were dead for a minute, but you were brought back with cpr, but being left injured from the blow.

“Apologies, but do we know eachother?” A voice rings out from behind you as you walk towards a vending machine, your fingers pausing just before you’re about to put your money in.

“Uhm…” you mumble as you turn your head to look at the voice, and then you see him. A guy around your age, bleached hair and also using a crutch. But you can’t remember if you do know him, but you can feel a small sense of familiarity-but you don’t know him, you would’ve remembered him if you did.

“I have no idea who you are, sorry.” You mumble with a small sigh, staring at him for a second more before you turn back towards the vending machine and put your money in, selecting your item and waiting for it to fall down.

“Oh. I just get the feeling we know eachother, that’s all.” He says with a small huff, shifting on his feet slightly, watching as you struggle to bend down and grab your item.

“Well I don’t know you, so..” you mutter with a huff, glancing at him for a second before you walk past him with your crutch, wanting to go back to your room, feeling his eyes watch as you leave.

As you walk away, Chishiya’s eyes don’t leave you. He can’t name it, but something about you is so familiar-but he can’t remember who you are, but something about your eyes and the way you carry yourself has a sense of familiarity. He’s unaware of what happened in the borderlands, how close you two got, and how you basically died next to eachother.

But now, you’re both back to being strangers.

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—Sleep patterns.

Based off of this song-

A/n; hiii, this was my first attempt at writing some type of angst, so if it’s bad i apologize lol, I haven’t really wrote angst before so I thought I’d try it, spoilers of season two of aib ahead!!

…maybe I will do a part 2 to this 🤷‍♀️

Pairing; everyone x reader (but you can pair yourself with whoever)

—kuina, Anne, And Usagi looked at you as you slumped at the wall, your hands holding onto your abdomen where the king of has stabbed you multiple times-blood spilling out of you like a broken faucet.

“Thank you for playing with me…I gave it my all.” You mutter with a sigh and a faint smile, having already accepted your fate that you had lost at this game, that you had lost at beating the borderlands, but you didn’t seem afraid, even as your eyes closed. It was unnerving seeing you accept fate so easily, as if you gave up on fighting even though you gave the king of spades your all.

They were all beat up to, Anne barely able to sit herself up from the floor, Kuina stabbed multiple times in her side, Usagi stabbed in her knees. But in that moment, you looked worse, and they couldn’t comprehend it, all frozen as they stared at you. You had been there since the beginning, even though you refused to accept the alliance at first, they thought of you as family.

Kuina screeches your name as he knees buckle beneath her, her hands immediately latching onto you and shaking you by your shoulders, attempting to wake you back up-as if you were just taking a nap.

But you didn’t.

You didn’t move, getting shaken with no resistance, even as her tears dripped down her cheeks, even as her bloody hands grip your shoulders a bit too tight.

“Why aren’t they moving?! Why won’t they wake up?!” She asked in a frantic yet desperate tone, ignoring her own pain as she try’s to wake you up, knowing it won’t work, but she couldn’t comprehend that you weren’t going to wake up.

Footsteps came back, the recognizable pants of Arisu sounding out as he makes his way over, just got done blowing up the king of spades. But he stops as he sees the scene in front of him.

Usagi was crying as she leaned back against a wall, trying to stop the bleeding on her legs, Anne laying on the floor with ragged breaths, and you. Slumped against the wall, not moving or barely breathing with Kuina frantically shaking your shoulders, trying to not start sobbing.

It made him feel sick, his breath catching in his throat. Guilt forms in his stomach, his head already starting to spin, maybe if he hadn’t taken so long to kill the king of spades with Aguni, maybe-just maybe, he could’ve saved you. But maybe he could-maybe if he beat the final game quick enough! That would work, right? It had to of, if they beat the final game this would all stop, right?—

“Arisu…” Usagi’s voice muttered, her voice shaky and pained, her eyes looking towards him, watching his eyes move over to hers, his eyes softening at her condition. The tears in his eyes makes her heart clench, he had no idea how all of this happened-the plan to bomb the king was supposed to work, not have it end up like this. It’s a blood bath.

Her eyes spoke a thousand words to him, and he reached out and grabbed her arm, putting it over his shoulder, making her use him as a crutch, carrying her weight easily.

“M-Maybe if we finish the last game it would save them-save them and Chishiya, Anne-“ he sputters out, words trembling over another as his mind worked quickly, and Usagi couldn’t bring herself to argue, knowing that it might work..but it was very thin chance. But knowing Arisu, he wouldn’t give up, he already lost so many-losing you and Anne would just break him.

He doesn’t know it, but hours from now, his found family will be torn apart. And he will beat the games with Usagi and wake up in the hospital. Having no memory of what happened, and you won’t talk him or the others again, not even remembering that you existed.

He will forget the time when you both sat down on the hood of an abandoned car as the sun set down, and how he asked you what you wanted in life. And all you said was ‘I don’t know’, he will forget how that stuck with him.

Anne and Kuina won’t remember how you would ride in the car at night to games, blasting the music on full blast and letting them sing to some song you never heard of before.

Usagi would forget how you admitted you afraid that one time you both were hunting for food, how you admitted that you were afraid of not being good enough, and how you afraid of dying without a fight.

Usagi and Arisu begin to make their way to the Queen of Hearts game, trying to go as fast as they could, leaving Kuina and Anne with you.

Kuina had given up on shaking you and trying to wake you up, instead laying down on the ground, staring up the sky as her gaze often moves towards you and to Anne, and the sight makes her want to cry even more. You promised her, promised her that you would escape the games with her, and that you would still be friends in the other world.

But now you can’t finish that promise, and a part of her wants to be mad at you for that. But she can’t. She could never bring herself to be mad at you. She moves one of her hands and shakily grabs onto one of yours, the blood making it slippery, as her other hand reaches towards Anne’s, silently praying that they finish the game fast.

It’s quiet despite her ragged breaths and the light breathing of Anne, it’s quiet without your constant sarcastic comments and little quips, and she finds herself already missing it, missing you.

[y0ur-lovrr]

-Flirting fail??

A/n; decided to write for arisu since he’s so underrated 😓, I did get a little bit of inspo from someone else’s fanfic I read a while back, if I can remember it I’ll tag the person! I will also admit that the ending is a big rushed cause I was falling asleep lol

Pairing; Arisu Ryohei x reader!

—“I could make a bomb out of that, you know.”

You mutter casually with a shrug as you sit with Arisu in an abandoned apartment, watching from the corner of your eye as Arisu stops sipping from his soda can, glancing over at you, seeing how you look slightly proud of your information.

He just stays silent for a second, not sure what to say, glancing down at his soda can before back at you.

“That’s very cool.” He mumbles with an awkward chuckle, not sure what to say-he’s never sat so close to you before, or he so close to you before. So you suddenly bringing that up makes him a bit more nervous.

“I can teach you, you know. I just need a few wires and batteries,” You tell him as you lean closer to him, your breath slightly brushing against the side of his face as you lift your hand to trace the side of his still half full soda can, your other arm reaching behind him to rest on the raggedy table behind him.

“You just have to pop the top off and then—“ snap! The table suddenly snaps and makes a small crash as one of the legs crack underneath it, the sudden loss of stability making you lose the bit of stability you had-crashing right onto Arisu’s shoulder.

You being close was enough-but now that happened, Arisu couldn’t help how red his face was, from trying to not laugh, and also how much closer you were now.

“Uhm…” you huff out as you shift away, fiddling with your thumbs in your lap as you try to gain back your usual ego-of course it had to go that way with your luck.

“Are you okay?” Arisu mumbles with a small chuckle, reaching a hand out to rub your shoulder, trying to not snicker at your flustered reaction. Seeing you like that since you usually weren’t was quite humorous.

“Now that’s just sad…the first time I’ve seen you try to flirt with someone and you end up breaking the table. You’re zero to one—“

A voice suddenly calls out, and you immediately recognize it as the voice as chishiya, his voice calm and teasing, and you could already imagine the Cheshire grin on his face.

“You didn’t see that.” You snap as you turn towards him, trying to ignore Arisu’s face in your peripheral vision, his face growing even more red as he realizes you were flirting with him-or tried to…before you accidentally broke the table.

“I did though. Such a shame Kuina isn’t awake, she would’ve loved to see that.”

He grins, leaning against the door frame, watching you and Arisu with an amused gaze. From right here Arisu can see the similarities between you two, and he knew he was about to witness and sibling squabble, the idea only making him smile to himself more.

“Shut up, you little runt—“ you don’t even finish as you chuck a pillow at chishiya, to which he just dodges it before leaning back on the doorframe.

“Runt? Says the one who failed at basic flirting. Can’t even flirt with someone as easy as Arisu.” He tsks, shaking his head in mock disappointment, not paying attention to Arisu’s slightly caught off guard look at the sudden jab.

Chishiya watches as your eyebrows furrow and your jaw sets, clearly getting more frustrated and embarrassed.

“Eh, c’mon..I’m your big brother, I’m supposed to embarrass you—“ he mocks, getting cut off by you getting up and storming past him and going into a random room-presumably to calm yourself down.

Arisu, still stunned, just continues to sit there-watching as chishiya begins to snicker under his breath, before shaking his head and turning and walking back to where he was before.

Arisu just stares where you once were-you were flirting with him?-you were flirting with him! The person he thought didn’t even realize he existed, he can’t help but feel giddy and he wants to go talk to you and maybe help you calm down. But then the sudden voice of Kuina makes him jump.

“Did they really break the table.?” She mumbled sleepily, clearly still half asleep, making Arisu remember that she was sleeping on one of the couches in the corner of the room. Before he can speak, she speaks up again-her tone carrying a hint of teasing.

“You know…they really can make a bomb out of a can, seen them do it, it’s pretty cool.”

“Thank you, Kuina, for your much needed opinion.” He huffs out sarcastically, setting his soda can down and getting up, her voice speaking from the couch once more as she turns over to face away from him, in the verge of falling back asleep.

“Go get them already..”

“What do you think I’m doing?”

[y0ur-lovrr]

—A fighter, huh?

A/n:Im not really sure If this may be a bit out of character for him, but I wrote this when I was half asleep forgive me! 😭

I will also say that I will take requests for posts if you want to leave a submission and what not-enjoy reading! <3

Pairing; Chishiya Shuntaro x reader <3 (no gender applied I don’t think)

—chishiya hums quietly under his breath to himself as he situates himself against the railing of the hotel building, his eyes watching the floors below as the tagger moves, the sound of bullets hitting bodies and the footsteps of players and the tagger.

He got high up to get a good view of the other floors, an advantage point of finding the symbol needed to clear this game of ‘tag’.

Safe to say, it’s been a little boring to him, not having a clear idea of where the symbol is yet, but he doesn’t draw his eyes away.

Until something catches his attention, the sight of an altercation happening at one of the lower floors, between the tagger..and a player, or a couple of players.

“A fighter? Interesting..” he hums with a slightly smirk, leaning forward slightly, the slight breeze making his hair sway slightly from underneath his hood, but he just watches.

He recognizes one of the players as aguni, since he was a military man at the beach, so him being a fighter was expected. But even he was close to be downed. The other being a guy with blonde hair and an orange pull over shirt, bleeding from his side and leaning against the wall-probably got hit in an artery.. if chishiya could recall his name was Karube or something along the sort, he heard his friend call him that earlier at the starting point. But he wasn’t really paying attention.

But the one that caught his attention was the person actually fighting majority of it. Your moves were maybe a little sloppy, but it made it almost graceful with the way you were throwing punches left and right, ducking to avoid any hits-and it works in your favor considering the tagger’s gun was left laying on the floor.

“Hmmm…” he huffs out with a light snicker, clearly interested as he watches, even from here he can see that you were kind of roughed up-but not as much as he thought you would be. A bloody nose and maybe a busted lip, and he can just imagine how scratched up your knuckles were.

He watches as you throw another punch at the tagger-hitting them right in the face, hard enough to make them stumble back, before they suddenly lift their leg and kick at you, the hit hitting you right in your stomach, sending you stumbling back into the railing, back harshly landing into it, and he’s sure it would leave a bruise.

“Damn it..anyone tell you that kicking is a cheap move?” Your voice mumble out with a small grunt, lifting one of your hands to wipe the blood off of your nose. If he was an idiot he would have thought you were done-but he was no idiot.

Chishiya huffs out another light snicker of amusement as he watches as you throw yourself forward and collide yourself with the tagger, sending both you and them down the stairs, and he can hear the noise of you guys thudding down the stairs with grunts, giving Karube and Aguni to help find the symbol.

“Let’s get started, shall we?” He mumbles to himself under his breath as he sees that’s theirs only 10 minutes left of the game, taking off his hood and turning and walking, having an idea where the symbol is-Arisu having the same idea

After the game is cleared, Chishiya and Aguni are walking out of the building, before Aguni stops and turns to a different direction, looking at something, making Chishiya raise a brow slightly and look over too.

“Damn kid took on majority of that fight like an idiot.” Aguni huffs out gruffly as he shakes his head, watching as you stand a few feet away from them, your head tilted back with your hand lightly against your nose, clearly trying to not get any more blood on your shirt.

“C’mon…I like this shirt…” you huff under your breath, annoyance in your voice along with a hint of pain, Chishiya lets out a small huff, finding it quite amusing that your shirt is what you were worried about.

“You might have a broken nose, you know..and your priority is your shirt, how straight forward that is.” He calls out casually, hands shoved in his pockets as if he wasn’t just at deaths door with his close this game got.

“So? It’ll heal. And I can’t get blood out of a shirt, it’ll just stain.” You retort with a huff, turning your head to look over at them, and lightly glaring at Chishiya, not finding his comment very amusing.

Chishiya quietly scoffs in reply, a slight smirk dancing across his lips, and Aguni isn’t really amused by your back and forth either. But before either of them can get another word out, you speak up for them.

“Man, you got roughed up, guess we kind of underestimated the dude, huh?” You mumble with a hint of sarcasm in it-referring to how Aguni told you and Karube that the tagger was a human and probably easy to beat with the three of you. Though he won’t admit that it was harder than expected. Aguni couldn’t help but scoff at your snarky comment, speaking as if you weren’t also a bit roughed up.

“But I had fun, so hopefully next time we meet I’ll be able to fight someone with you again.” You mutter with an amused huff and pat Aguni on the shoulder in a sort of mocking way-but he couldn’t really tell, you were kind of hard to read, but once again you don’t let them speak as you push past them and call out to Arisu and Karube in the distance.

“Hey! Can we go see Chota now? I wanna tell him about how I beat the hell out of that guy!” You exclaim enthusiastically as you jog slightly to catch up to them, Chishiya watching as you and your friends figures disappear into the dark streets.

“Hmm…she’s a fighter huh? And a good one at that.” He hums and slightly raises a brow at Aguni who just huffs and rolls his eyes, shaking his head slightly and gesturing for him to follow along as he heads away from the building, planning on going back to the The Beach. And Chishiya follows after him, you were definitely a character, that’s for sure. And he couldn’t help but wonder what’ll happen when he sees you again. You’ll most likely meet in another game anyway. But, he was interested in when that’ll be.

[y0ur-lovrr]

-Some comfort.

A/n: Hi!! This is my first written piece and I’m sorry if it’s bad lol, any tips to write better is appreciated! <3

-no use of y/n, cs I hate that personally. I’m new to the tumblr thing so i apologize if it’s bad. Gn!reader, I don’t think I put any specific pronouns into this, but then again I didn’t proofread it, so apologies in advance.

Pairing- Chishiya shuntarou x reader <3

—“Seems like we’ve lost our partner.”

Chishiya hums,his voice calm and smooth as it always is,but you can catch the small clear glimpse of disappointment in it.

“You were too kind for a game like this, ippei.” He mumbles under his breath, staring at the body of his now dead partner on the floor of his solitary confinement cell, his head exploded off from the collar-blood all over the place. But because of his experience of being a med student, the blood didn’t really bother him-like anything bothered him, really. He was always as calm as a swimming pool.

But for you it was different. It bothered you-a whole lot. Throughout this stupid game you had grown to like ippei, having the thought that he would make it out of this game, like you and chishiya. But he didn’t.

Sniffles coming from chishiya’s side caught his attention, letting out a small hum and turning his head to look at you, hands casually shoved into the pockets of his white jacket.

There you stood beside him, eyes staring down at the scene in front of you, chest lightly heaving as your eyes are already tear filled, your bottom lip trembling as you try to not let any tears fall. His eyes analyze you, watching thoughtfully as he sees the way your fingers twitch at your sides, your eyes slightly wide and pupils slightly dilated. Clearly on the verge of having a breakdown, about to turn into a sobbing mess.

Everything sounds like it’s underwater in your ears, the voices of the other players down the hall are muffled, along with the sound of your breathing, for once even your thoughts are silent. Not even realizing how tears start to stream down your cheeks, unable to tear your eyes away from the body on the floor-the sight of his blood making you feel sick. You couldn’t help it..you knew that ippei killed himself cause he didn’t want to play anymore.

He truly was too sweet for this messed up place, you and chishiya both knew that.

“It’s unfortunate, I know.” Chishiya mumbles as he looks at you, shifting his feet to face you, slightly raising an eyebrow as you don’t move. He’s actually starting to grow concerned about you, he knew you’d cry-but not break like this, it was almost unnerving how you were just standing there.

He says your name, not once, but twice, but it’s as if you couldn’t hear him. It’s only when he lightly grasps onto your shoulder that you turn to look at him, sputtering out a ‘huh?’.

Before he can get a word out you cut him off with a small sob, your hands lifting to wipe your tears, you didn’t like crying, he knew that. He couldn’t help but notice how hard your hands were being with your face, wiping the flowing tears so hard that your cheeks are starting to turn red from the constant touching.

“I-I thought we had it under control…I thought we were all getting out of here together—“ you mutter out to chishiya between sniffles, your body starting to slightly tremble as you try to comfort yourself by wrapping one of your arms around your abdomen while the other continues to stay wiping your cheeks.

He doesn’t let you say another word, unusually bringing a hand out to you and placing it on your shoulder in a soothing manner, trying to be comforting to you. And it was working, honestly.

“He was too kind for this game, but we still have eachother, right?” He hums, just letting you cry, watching as you nod your head in reply, mumbling under your breath. He couldn’t understand your mumbling, but he doesn’t mention it.

To be honest, this was a little heartbreaking to watch. To him, you were too kind for this world to, just like ippei, even though it hasn’t screwed you over yet. He didn’t want it to either. You were too nice, too pure, too kind. He saw how you comforted other players during the game, or another game he met you in a while ago-a spades one to be exact. The same one he met Arisu, tag.

He saw how you dove towards someone else to save them from the tagger and their gun, almost getting yourself killed in the process-but the grin you flashed the lady made it worth it to you. But this was your breaking point, it seems. But he can’t blame you, who knows the amount of people you’ve seen die in these games.

“We’ll get through this. We’re smart aren’t we?” He says with a slight smirk, but it falters slightly as he sees it doesn’t work on you like it has before.

“For ippei?” He draws on, slightly raising an eyebrow at you, and huffs out a breath as he watched you lift your head and nod your head, mumbling back, finally getting your breath back.“For ippei..”

He then just lift his hand to your hair and lightly ruffles it and places it back on your shoulder, guiding you away from the scene. And you let him, knowing you both would protect eachother from now on, you both wanting to get out of this game.