𐔌 𝓦𝖔𝔫'𝔱 𝖞𝔬𝔲 𝖉𝔦𝔢 𝖙𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝓕𝖔𝔯 𝓛𝖔𝔳𝔢? 𐦯 𝓜𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐌 𝓨𝐄𝐎𝐍 once wanted to be an anesthesiologist-well, once. Before she lost any chances to continue her studies due to deliberate overdosing patients with sedatives to put them into a permanent coma, while her student internships. The reason behind her actions stayed unknown. Because nobody knew what was happening in her mind, no one truly wanted. Who even wanted to know what's going on in this insane mind. The reason she didn't end up in prison was because she blamed the nurse helping her, for her crime-with success. Her effective manipulation tricks inspired her to become a journalist, which she currently is. Mirim writes about tuned events, or fake ones, just to make some sensation in Tokyo. Her own newspaper became one of the best-selling in Japan, pushing the scandal of the past into the background. One of the victims of her articles was 𝓡𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈 𝓜𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀, a university professor, whose incident of 'killing a student' Mirim wrote about in her newspaper. She targeted a situation where, at the request of one of the students, he gave her a drug to induce a near-death experience. On a daily basis, he is a calm man. However, the awareness of living with a ruined career can lead to madness. A morbid fascination with the afterlife and a desire for revenge on the one who brought him to this hopeless rabbit hole. 𝕺ne time, they end up together in the Borderlands, where they have a sharp eye on each other; a world that has always fascinated Ryuji, and into which Mirim has pushed other people. Garden of Eden and Hell at once. cover by @naomiwriites

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?

Warning! Children left unattended will be sold to the circus. ㅤㅤAlice in Borderland. ㅤㅤSunato Banda / Fem!OC. ㅤㅤ© naomiwriites, 2025.

𝒮𝓊𝓏𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝒮𝒽𝒾𝓇𝒶 ɪꜱ ᴀ ꜱʜʏ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀꜱ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ Qᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ. ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴛʏ ɪꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴀʟᴋꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ. ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ʏᴇᴛ ʙʀɪʟʟɪᴀɴᴛ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀᴡꜱ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀʀᴘɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ- ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴀꜱꜱɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ 𝑀𝒶𝓉𝓈𝓊𝓎𝒶𝓂𝒶 𝑅𝓎𝓊𝒿𝒾 ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴀɴ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ. ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏꜱɪᴛʏ ɪꜱ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴀᴛ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 𝒮𝒽𝒾𝓇𝒶 ɪꜱ ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀʀʏ. ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴏɴ, 𝒮𝓊𝓏𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝒮𝒽𝒾𝓇𝒶 ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ɪꜱ ᴛʜɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ꜱʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇᴅ.

𝓨𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐊𝐎 𝓜𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 was that doll you never wanted. A porcelain beauty left to rot in flower pressed graves that simply took the skin of a beautiful, human psychiatrist. She never minded seeing her porcelain skin covered in blood and wept tears if that meant to know the answer to love. 𝓣hen, she looked into the mirror. 𝓢𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝓒𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 was a heart surgeon who didn't understand love. Didn't need love. An empty soul bearing the skin of an empty human. He worked with careful precision and emotionless strategy that didn't require feelings, or did he believe in finding the answer to love. He didn't understand hearts, he learnt to fix them. Well, only theirs and never his own. 𝓣wo morbid souls who could never truly accept each other- or maybe just their own, distorted reflections. 𝓣hey simply follow each other, falling down into the rabbit hole- just two heartless, empty dolls, one born to save, and the other to heal fractured hearts, finding themselves in the Borderlands. 𝓣here there is no room for morality, nor principles, let alone for judging what is good and what is evil. 𝓟erhaps that is what makes humanity so beautiful to people who already lost theirs. ──── 🃚 ──── started: july 3rd 2025 status: incomplete ended: n/a

𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐀 - abused every day by her brother, Kaito Ishida. Growing up, she learned to protect herself without asking for help, and to never trust anyone. 𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 - after enduring a lifetime of bullying, he became the person he once hated the most. He never forgot the one who made his school days a living hell, leaving mentally trauma scars stick with him. Still waiting for the moment he can take revenge on Kaito Ishida. Once they crossed the Borderlands, their life was never the same. Some memories don't fade, and some people don't forgive. Just two different faces of the same coin. Both victims of the same person. But with different results. Aya built walls no one could climb. Niragi made sure everyone feared him. And now they're stuck in a world where survival and wining games was the main goal.

⤷ "I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control." ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ 𝗜𝘇𝘂𝗺𝗶 𝗔𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘂 had her life under control. Top of her class, future in law, and no time for distractions - especially not loud, impulsive guys who never thought before acting. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝗮𝗶𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗶 𝗞𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗯𝗲. - 𝗗𝗮𝗶𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗶 𝗞𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗯𝗲 didn't care much for uptight girls with sharp eyes and sharper words. He was the kind of guy who picked fights for his friends, laughed too loud, and lived like every moment could be his last. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜𝘇𝘂𝗺𝗶? 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱, 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗯𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗹𝘆 𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺. - They had nothing in common. But when Tokyo vanished and the Borderlands took everything, Izumi and Karube found themselves in a world where survival demands more than intelligence or brute strength. Where loyalty can cost your life. Where emotions are weapons. Where two people who never should've cared...suddenly can't stop. Daikichi Karube x OC - season 1 & 2 - season 1: oncoming

in which 𝐘𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀 , a 20 y/o Japanese literature student finds herself fighting for her life in a twisted world where she has to play games in order to survive all that while running away from her dark past. in which 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐔 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐇𝐄𝐈 , a gamer boy who just dropped out of university , realizing he would do anything in his willpower to return to the real world, now making her survival his priority and being the only thing keeping her sane...but for how long? " Make a decision Arisu...before the borderlands make it for you. " A lover, or a friend? A fellow playmate , or a soulmate? A love story or a tragedy? Is it just the survival bond they share or so much more? Read to find out!

For 𝐘𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐘𝐀, all worlds contain dangerous elements- though she might even be safer in the Borderlands; the laws she broke don't apply here. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎̄ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 knows about her actions all too well. He's not interested in redemption, yet something about her piques his curiosity. Perhaps the fact that her illegal activities affected him on a daily basis. Once they enter the Borderlands, they pretend not to know each other. But both of them are always keeping a sharp eye out. Waiting for the other to crack. Waiting, maybe, for the moment they lose a game. 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - a vision seen in sleep; a dream Chishiya x OC Alice In Borderland