: ( 𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚 ) - ͟♥ ｡ ❚ .⠀𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗅𝗂𝗅' 𝗽𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼! ִ ࣪𖤐 ˖ ✦ › 𝗺𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝗑 𝗳𝗲𝗺 ! 𝗈𝖼 𓂃 ★ 𓍢ִ໋𝄢 © 𝘃𝗮𝘆𝗲𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗹𝘆 ❞

'𝐎𝐌𝐃 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘' '𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃' '𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄' 'ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs sᴛғᴜ' ⓘ Bluelock x Female reader ⤷ in which 𝐘𝐎𝐔, a professional flautist friends with Nagi's little sister - gets added into a group chat with a lot of weird guys Nagi is stuck with at soccer camp called Bluelock. ⤷ she/her pronouns, profanity, reader insert ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ [x] ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ [ ] Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ 𝟷/𝟹/𝟸𝟼

𝓛𝐈 𝓛𝐈 𝓜𝐄𝐈 and 𝓢𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐎 𝓑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 were different sides of the same dangerous, but a very beautiful flower; while both seemingly pure and calm on the outside, they both couldn't escape from this bitter, grotesque poison, hidden deep inside their dim, seemingly innocent souls. ˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ 𓏵 𝓛𝒊 𝓜𝒆𝒊 was as pure and peaceful as lily; drinking a bittersweet tea from a vintage, slightly cracked teacup and holding an ephemeral, hazy smile on her lips. While being covered in the ugly rot of her past mistakes, she sells medicines to stop others from rotting; believing that 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 every human is fixable. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Excluding the one who wanted to find cracks in the light reflected in her hazy dark eyes, or seeds of elysian flowers planted deep inside her heart... little too much. 𓏵 𝓑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂 was as toxic and griefful as lily also; acting with a sharp knife like a doctor with their god tools. With these charming, but harmful eyes, and hands who held more types of blood, than people in a different type of embrace than a deathly one. He didn't save people from anything else but life itself, believing that no one truly deserves it. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Especially one specifically eerie person with flowers in their hair, who couldn't help but keep trying to fix his unfixable heart, even with a sharp, firm knife against their throat, delicate like petals of a flower. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ They end up in Borderlands while being in cruelly other situations-Li Mei during a peaceful walk, and Banda during a walk too; but towards a death sentence. Her path filled with flowers, his path filled with a poison of the same plants. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ If the flower glanced at the knife, the knife would look away. But if the knife glared at the flower, the knife would already be poisoned. Because of the flower.

"The world could be perfect if it was filled with people that are the definition of perfection, but those people dont exist. The only person that fits that description is 𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑨𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒂 and her puppet 𝑲𝒆𝒊 𝑹𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒂." An alice in borderland fanfiction

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