𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱
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VANISH (S.CHISHIYA) بقلم forkmysterious
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What happens when an anesthesiologist frames her colleague just to meet him again?
ᥴᥲᥒdყ | ᴀ. ᴜʀᴜᴍɪ بقلم mindweaverss
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She had the most beautiful eyes she'd ever seen. They shined like caramel, and shimmered like the ocean. ✪ started: 5/29/25 finished: ??/??/?? status: ONGOING
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𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (s.ᴄʜɪsʜɪʏᴀ) بقلم p4rkingjimin
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╰┈➤ 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈.. observed people to understand them. Chishiya observed them to use them. And for the first time in her life, she wondered.. was her ability to see through others a gift? Or a curse..? ** COMPLETED ** IMPRESSIVE RANKS!!: 1 in #aib 1 in #chishiya 9 in #majorcharacterdeath 31 in #ocean 27 in #comfort
𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐃 - sweven sequel, aib بقلم mazewriterrr
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With plenty of struggles, 𝐘𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐘𝐀 and 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎̄ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 made it out of the Borderlands safely. Now their lives are becoming peaceful. At least, as peaceful as life gets with three kids. Chishiya was convinced he'd never experience something worse than being buried alive, but when his youngest daughter 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀 starts to show a little too much interest in Arisu and Usagi's son-𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐃𝐄-, he begins to long for the coffin again. In ancient myths, realms like the underworld are never truly destroyed; they only get put 'to sleep' by powerful anchors- linchpins, for example. So when the linchpin's oldest son gets too close to the everlasting playing cards, he 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 something familiar.
Doomsday, Alice in Borderland بقلم aztrcncmy
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I had no choice in the matter Why would I? It's only the death of me
heartbeat ; banda sunatō بقلم purplehairrina
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𝗦𝗔𝗬𝗔𝗞𝗔 𝗔𝗚𝗨𝗡𝗜, the daughter of 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗭𝗢𝗡𝗢 𝗔𝗚𝗨𝗡𝗜, a captivating blend of popularity, beauty, and intelligence. Admired by many, she stands as the epitome of what everyone aspires to be. Since the group got separated after the King of Spades debut, she had stuck up with Chishiya, and they decide to participate on their first game of the phase two. Will she able to survive? And maybe even fall in love?
𝓓𝖔𝔩𝖑 ‎ᛝ ‎𝔖𝔥𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔬̄ ℭ𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔶𝔞. بقلم kindasupernova
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𐔌 𝓤𝖘𝔢 𝖒𝔢, 𝓘 𝖍𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝖔𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝖆 𝓓𝖔𝔩𝔩 𝓗𝖊𝔞𝔯𝔱 𐦯 𝓨𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝓜𝐈𝐔𝐑𝐀's daily life focuses on taking lifes, living off every stolen breath. She more enjoys the view of a rotting, empty corpse than an alive, warm human. Assuming she's even capable of feeling. She finds it nothing else but an unefficient disgrace. Unefficient in terms of her 'work', where being an empty, perfect doll is actually an advantage. To the point that she doesn't see a place for herself anywhere other than as a doll-like savior from digression. 𝓑ut what if the curtain blocking her finally rises on its own, opening her eyes to see another porcelain filled with organs and blood? 𝓢𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑Ō 𝓒𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 focuses on saving lives, trying to find out if his own is worth saving. Ever since he started college and even as a surgical intern, he hasn't been able to find the answer to his question. He claims that he lives only to show others how empty a human can be. Findings emotions as a weakness, something suited only for pathetic humans-so not someone like him. 𝓑ut what if instead of a beating heart, he meets an empty, maybe non-existent one, just like his? 𝓞ne born to take lives, the other born to save them. A world in which there is no room for morality, nor principles, let alone for judging who is good and who is evil. An absolute rabbit hole, where anything can be an advantage, but also a deadly weakness. 𝓓espite theoretical differences, they see each other as their reflection. The same gaze, the same body language. The same emptiness. 𝓑oth unaware of the meaning of life. Both empty as porcelain dolls sitting on your shelf, covered in old dust. Both impossible to change unless someone finally takes an interest in them. 𝓑ut are even two identical, morbid souls eeven capable of tolerating each other? started: middle of May '25 I assume?