shuntaro chishiya x oc The last King had ruled through paranoia, through the kind of weak-willed fear that saw threats in allies and let power slip through trembling fingers. The noise swelled, folding in on itself, growing larger than the sum of its parts. It was no longer sound; it was weight, crushing down on me, sinking into the marrow of my bones, pressing into hollow spaces of my mind. It tangled with my thoughts, wrapped around them like a vice until I couldn't tell where the shouting stopped and where my mind began. The wall bore the marks of time, not in cracks or stains, but in etchings of survival - a tally of days carved with a dagger. At first, I had carved them close together, expecting to leave before the space ran out. But as the marks stretched, as the numbers climbed, the gaps between each tally mark grew wider, as if denial could be traced in spacing. I ran my fingers over the final mark, the last one I was allowed. I focused on the way the air felt when no one else was breathing it. The visa was not an empty threat, nor an arbitrary limit designed to keep me playing - it was a fuse reminder that time did not stop simply because I had.

"why do you play?" he asked one evening, finding you had been practicing alone while the other residents were outside in the pool. his finger had tapped on the page you were fixated on, allowing you to glance up and meet his gaze as well as read the lips that spoke of syllables deaf to your ears. you peered at him curiously, and for a moment chishiya thought that maybe he had spoken too quick for you to comprehend. but before he could fix his mistake you were fixing your bench and tapping on the keys, a melody entrancing his ears. many emotions hit him at once, leaving him in a daze and struggling to grasp onto them all. but he listened, he put his full attention to the sounds you played trying to give him what he wanted. it was giving him a sense of...clarity was it? is this what the music you had no ability to understand leaving you with? why? it left him frustrated, for he was not happy with the outcome of his curiosity. how were you able to find such solitude in the very thing you lacked? what did that leave him with? eventually the sounds ceased, until you stilled your hands and dropped them to lay in your lap. you peered up at him, awaiting his reaction and chishiya could only provide you with a fake enough smile to label him a phony, "how peculiar."

𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐃𝐎 found a strange vitality in the borderlands, a place where survival was a daily battle. It was an oddity, this sense of aliveness amidst constant danger, as if the very act of fighting for her life was what made her feel most real. 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 Shuntaro Chishiya found an inner death in the borderlands, a stark contrast to his life as a heroic surgeon. He was now haunted by the helplessness of sacrificing lives for his own survival, a burden that weighed heavily on his soul. In the borderlands, their paths collide, sparking a turmoil of vengeance and protection. Kaiya, consumed by grief, does everything in her power to torment Chishiya, the man she holds responsible for her brother's death. Yet, Chishiya, burdened by his failure, becomes Kaiya's silent guardian, driven by the belief that while he couldn't save her brother, he can still save Kaiya from the games, but mostly from herself. Cover By: @fl0wer._erihh

"it is strange, huh?" she mumbled absently, her attention returning to the fireworks. this time, she looked thoughtful, her smile gentle, "people see them as a wish, or a promise, or even a confession. to me, they are nothing more than an innocent phenomena. hopelessly addicted to almosts and maybes," she glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, tilting her head ever so slightly, "do you know what i mean?" there were hundreds of things chishiya wanted to say in response to her question. no, i don't know what you mean. what are you, a child? fireworks are fireworks, nothing more. then, there were other things that ran through his mind. do i know you? do you know me? why do you haunt me in my dreams? in my life? what happened to me when i almost died by that meteor? what did i forget? why did you let me go? i love you, you know. i should've said it before. he wasn't sure where those last thoughts surfaced from. but rather than feel repulsed by the idea, it felt right. like he had known all along and now that the opportunity presented itself again, he didn't want to let it go. he turned his body to face her own, scanning her features more closely. her hair lay messily around her face, her clothes ordinary, and her eyes were bright. expectant, soft, knowing, and chishiya thought of the sun. and grinned, "i'm starting to." inspired by tangled

CURRENTLY UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING REVISED CHAPTERS: 2 "human relationships." he explained, a small chuckle leaving his throat, "i don't care about people's hearts. i don't want to know how people work or how they think. they're all selfish anyways." you didn't interrupt him, despite how you wanted to disagree. people weren't selfish, at least not everyone. and like chishiya had told you before, wasn't being selfish sometimes a good thing? shouldn't you be allowed to want certain things for yourself? once more your thoughts paused and the feather light touch of a hand against yours could be felt, not quite finding purchase but enough for you to feel that he was there. or maybe it was meant to reassure himself. his throat moved, perhaps his attempt to clear the tightness and arrange the words evidently playing on the tip of his tongue. "but then i met you. and it was weird. i had never been so interested in a human being before. and through time i found that..." he paused, glancing up for a brief moment before holding your fingers more securely, "you're the only heart i want to learn more about."

lydia silver, daughter of THE terry silver himself. she always felt lost.. always found herself at the feet of a mentally ill soldier who claims to be her dad, begging for a normal life, she knew it could never be so she chose to form her own path, only without her dad on it, choosing to join johnny lawrence's cobra kai. only a few years later her dad and john kreese took over the dojo. and there she was again, at her dads feet, only this time begging for forgiveness. she was forced to join the iron dragons, for the sekai taeki in barcelona, she didn't want to be there longer than she had too. that's until she met him. ---- #1 cobrakaiseries #3 cobra #11 kwonjaesung (based on the cobra kai series, sekai taeki, cobra kai season six) ---- "for all it's worth, i don't regret one moment with you. i only regret letting myself fall for a liar." ---- she fell first, he fell harder. --

Warnings - Violence, suggestive, Fem!reader Slow burn Summary - A young smart FBI agent...(that probably has an obsessive disorder) with a terrible backstory. On your way to work when all of a sudden you looked up and you were now in the borderlands, expecting bruises, scratches, wounds, even death in the borderlands....but not falling Inlove. Authors note - This is my first time publishing a story online, I tried to make these characters as in character as the manga/show, especially Chishiya, researched this mf like he was my science project. If you see any OOC characters, please note that was not on purpose. Another thing, the characters appearance is not mentioned, only clothing and scars, everything else is up to you *All rights reserved to Orginial Alice In Borderland writers*

What happens when Yuna Park, a young girl who will do anything to survive in this world, gets put against her greatest challenge yet, Chishiya Shuntaro, a man she's not sure she can trust but can't help but be drawn to him anyways. This is a OC x Chishiya story you can read this as a reader insert but she has her own personality and backstory. Written in first person as I feel like I can get more into her head that way but I understand if that turns you off.

This short fic of you and Chishiya goes along with the depicted storyline of Alice In Borderland. You two were smart enough to know that you cannot fall for someone HERE knowing VERY WELL that the other person might not even make it out alive or even remember you. But that didn't stop you two from giving it a try and having a little bit of love, for as long as you can, that is. What will you do when the time comes to go back for you to go back and you won't remember him anymore? Would he choose you or his life when it comes to it? Would you still go for him? Time will tell.