"do you...." you paused, clearing your throat before continuing, "do you think hanahaki will ever go away?" he turned his head, studying you once more, before shifting his body to fully face you, "why are you asking me?" "you're a doctor. i thought you'd know." a beat of silence followed, and he titled his head before replying to your question, "at the rate things are....no. it will not go away." you didn't know what to feel by his answer. should you have felt upset, knowing more people would experience the same thing you currently were? or perhaps relieved, to know you wouldn't be the only one so unfortunate. "do you believe that to be a bad thing?" you asked, for you couldn't place the jumble of emotions coursing through your body. he shrugged, "i don't care for love." "and yet you treat it." a smile twitched his lips, appearing amused by your words, "i do." "why nurture something you care nothing for?" "you have a lot of questions." "does that bother you?" he didn't answer right away, seemingly trying to decide if you were worth the time to think. finally, after several seconds you spent in anticipation, he allowed words to slip through his lips, "i suppose im looking for something. a reason why so many patients decide to choose love over life."

"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."

➷｡˚ ೃ࿔₊• 𝘴. 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤 "𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝐈𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝" what happens when you find yourself trapped in a cruel word? a world full of despair, where you aren't able to do anything to help yourself. not to mention, other people. in that world, full of despair, you found warmth. a warmth you never knew you needed from someone. that place wasn't made for love, but you tried to make it possible. you weren't just playing the game master's games. you were also playing chishiya's and they were even more deadly. ╚══ஓ๑ 1/12/21 ๑ஓ══╝ #1 cards - 12.01.22 #2 hearts - 03.02.22

"𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙚." - 𝙎𝙇𝙄𝘿𝙀. 𝘾.𝘼. Chishiya's always had a soft spot for you; it was cute. However, this wasn't because he liked you. It's because he was completely obsessed with you. In a world with no rules and no laws, how much longer would he be able to hide his obsession with you? HIGHEST RANKINGS ------------ #10 - fanfiction #1 - ann #1 - thebeach

"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

Book 2 Of Arcade Game ♣️♦️♠️♥️ As The Next Stage starts y/n finds themselves faced with both the next stage of the twisted games and also their newly sparked, but fractured, romance with Chishiya.

He had walls. Walls bordering his heart. Somehow, in some way, he let them fall for you. "No one can fall in love with someone in this kind of world." "Yes, you can. It's just a matter of will you let yourself fall?" Chishiya x Fem!Reader

Requests are closed! Please refrain from sending me any more, thank you ~ Just a series of unrelated oneshots for Chishiya x reader. They have nothing to do with each other or with my other fanfictions, they're just here for fun. (:

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."