━━━━━━𝐢 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 started; @,' 4/5/26 published; @,' 4/14/24 status; @,' ongoing 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Saito Saeko, a gambler as she acts innocent and pure to get her way, doing anything if it gets in her way of survival and pure fun, but it seems a doctor has gotten in her way. ✹ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Shuntaro Chishiya, a calm, intelligent ex-doctor, could see right through Saeko's act and never falls for it, but as similar they are, she makes him feel weird, in both a good and bad way. And he has to stop it. But will he? chishiya x fem! oc 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺

╰┈➤ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈.. was a woman of many words-and fuck, she lied a lot. Lies slipped off her tongue like second nature, smooth and sharp, honed from years of necessity. She'd lied her entire life, raised in a crowded orphanage where everything was a choice: yourself, or someone else. If you wanted the last piece of bread, you lied. If you wanted to avoid a beating, you lied. Survival was built on quick thinking and a sharper tongue, and Chidori had both in spades. But then there was 𝒀𝑼𝒁𝑼𝑲𝑰 𝑩𝑨𝒀𝑨. Somehow, she'd slipped past all the walls Chidori had built, disarming her in ways she couldn't explain. Maybe it was the way Baya never asked for more than Chidori could give, or the quiet, patient way she listened-like she could hear the truth under every layer of bullshit. Against all odds, Chidori had grown to like her. And then, just as suddenly, Baya was gone. Disappeared the moment she turned nineteen, as if the world had swallowed her whole. Chidori stayed. One more year in that rotting, gray orphanage. One more year of empty bunks, silence where laughter used to echo, and the gnawing ache of being left behind. She didn't know if Baya had run away, or been taken, or worse. The questions ate at her, kept her awake at night. Alone, desperate, and wondering where Baya could've gone, Chidori felt the old habits returning like muscle memory. Maybe the truth had gotten her nowhere. Maybe the only way forward was to slip back into what she did best. Guess she'd just have to start lying again.

╰┈➤ 𝐘𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈.. sometimes imagined a different childhood. One with gentle hands brushing her hair, kind voices asking how her day was, someone sitting beside her during storms. Maybe, if she'd grown up like that, she wouldn't be so cold now. Maybe her tears wouldn't be silent and swallowed. Maybe she wouldn't hold her hand over her mouth when she cried, afraid of the sound.

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.

𝐘𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐘𝐀 is picking her life back up after getting hit by a meteorite and making her way out of the black market industry. She puts her childhood dream of becoming a psychologist back into the works. With daily heart aches, she also visits the hospital and meets surgeon 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎̄ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀, a man who puts her psychological knowledge to the test. And as the true colors of her friend and housemate Suguru Niragi begin to show, so do the Borderlands. ACT THREE OF SWEVEN BASED OFF SEASON 3 OF AIB. Chishiya x OC

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚𝐤𝐢 was raised to be the queen on the chessboard. With brilliance in her blood and the weight of a medical dynasty on her shoulders, she spent her life calculating every move,winning over every room, and crushing her every opponent. All except one. 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐚, her mirror and her opposite, the heir to a rival empire. Their rivalry was a cold war of perfect scores, stolen glances, and a game neither could afford to lose. A lifelong match of white versus black. But when the world shatters and they're stuck in the Borderlands, their endless match is interrupted by something far more dangerous. Now, stripped of privilege and trapped in a new world, Rin and Chishiya must face the one thing they never prepared for: Each other.

𝐘𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐲𝐚 wasn't surrounded by the best people growing up. She was raised around the world of drugs, crime and violence. But growing up in that environment meant she had to be careful. One wrong move could've gotten her killed. So, she developed the ability to read people. She knew what people wanted, before they even wanted it. She understood people even when they didn't understand themselves. This ability got her so far and now she has to use it to survive in the borderlands. She just hopes that her emotions won't get in her way. 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐚 didn't care about anything. But there was always one thing that stuck in his mind. He always distanced himself from everything and everyone. He knew he was selfish. He always performed out of self preservation. He couldn't understand why anyone would want to save him, and yet she did. Now that they are stuck in the borderlands together, Katya has to survive with him and face the darkest moments in her life. And Chishiya has to watch as Katya does the thing he is incapable of doing. Care.

⩨ 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐊𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐎 only saw the good of the world through foggy windows and open doors. She saw parents treating their kids, others helping eachother just for the sake of it, but Ashiko never got the chance to step through that door. She came from a family that was worth as much as a dime and that made her parents do foolish things to survive, but that meant making their little girl pay for something she wasnt even in control of. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎̄ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 was a man who only saw the bad in the world. I mean, sure-of course he acknowledged the good in it, but the bad always outweighed it. He saw first hand how unfair life is, and he wasn't able to do a thing, so, he did what he had to, and stood from the sidelines. He did what he was told, even if that meant doing the wrong thing, because money really can buy everything. Maybe, in the new world that they got transported to can change something in them both, or maybe, the two broken minds are finally where they belong. Because it felt as if this cruel hell was built for them in mind. ---- OC X CANON Alice in borderland

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

╰┈➤ 𝐃𝐑. 𝐘𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐈 𝐍𝐎𝐙𝐈𝐊𝐈.. had spent the last five years navigating that delicate intersection between medicine and heartbreak. A congenital heart surgeon at Sakurazaka University Hospital, she specialized in the anomalies of the heart-not emotional ones, but physical. Correcting heart defects in newborns and children was her domain. Her hands, small and steady, carried the weight of fragile lives daily. 𝐃𝐑. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑Ō 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀, however, was an entirely different story. A cardiovascular surgeon at the same hospital, he was known for his razor-sharp intellect, clinical brilliance, and the unsettling stillness of his expression. If Yurei was warmth disguised as frost, Chishiya was frost with no disguise at all. Where she softened every interaction, he stripped his down to necessity. His presence in a room made silence feel heavier, not warmer.