⩨ 𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐎̄𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀, once a perfect face for show who got pushed a little to hard. Now she lives protecting herself with harsh words and regretful choices, but could this new world change her view? 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎̄ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 was a man with many talents. He could manipulate others with ease due to his apathetic nature, which made the borderlands quite easy to adjust to. After they meet in a cruel new world, their paths meet, and the more they discover about one another, the more hatred they feel for one another. But maybe, they just hate their own distorted reflection. ------------------ Alice in borderland Fanfic Canon x oc

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?

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

Bad or worse; a sentence meaning where somebody may be considered evil or perhaps their morale is low- but there's someone else who is 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. -------------- Lolicia Kaida, a diagnosed sociopath with narcissistic and borderline traits has the value of dirt in this society - she was sure the only thing valuable about her was her ability to manipulate and her organs. As a being who sees humans as objects, not understanding how people feel intensely, and overall feeling quite alien to the rest of society; she experiences a longing for a world where she doesn't have to mask how she really acts. Her wish comes true in the borderlands but now - she cannot depend on control, seduction, or money to save her; only skill. Having to learn is a small part of her issue, the big part; is trying not to become a pawn in anyone's plan. Even the game masters'. ------------ 🎖️44 in drugs is fucking crazy bro 🥹 🎖️6 in diamond is crazy 🎖️1 in Niragi is CRAZY 🎖️1 in problematic 🥹👅

ּ ֶָ֢. 𝓐𝗡 𝗨𝗡𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗛𝗬 𝗢𝗕𝗦𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡 ── ₍ 2025.　𝗛𝗜𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗦 / 𝗥𝗘𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 ！ ₎ 　── you've　got　those　𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀　that　drive　me　crazy　 . . ⨾༊󠀺 　alice　in　borderland　fanfiction　 ©　 vayetruly　𓂃⋆.˚

⋆˚꩜｡ˊˎ- 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 જ⁀➴ written by _Auroraxxy ____________________________________________ Once, Na Jin-ae was Union royalty - untouchable, respected, feared. Now, exiled to Eunjang High after one unforgivable mistake, she's nobody. A ghost drifting through broken halls and cracked concrete, unnoticed by the world she used to command. But even ghosts can bite, and in a school where survival is everything, Jin-ae will have to decide: Fade away quietly - or carve a new place for herself among the wolves. Especially when one boy with sharp eyes and heavier scars - Go Hyun-tak - seems to see her, even when no one else does. Fall from power is easy. Surviving it is the real fight. ____________________________________________ 𝐆𝐨 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧-𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐱 𝐍𝐚 𝐉𝐢𝐧-𝐚𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

⇰ 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 ʜᴀᴅ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇᴅ ɪᴛ. ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴇɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ, ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴅɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴀʟ ʙʀɪᴅɢᴇ, ᴏᴠᴇʀʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋs, ᴏʀ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ғɪғᴛᴇᴇɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇs ғᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴏᴍ. sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ, ɪғ sʜᴇ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ɢᴏᴅ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʙʀᴜᴛᴀʟ ᴘʟᴀɴ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ. --- ᴏᴄ x ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴀɪʙ :: ᴀʟɪᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ 2026 - ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ

Ichika Ongaku, a professional ballerina who romanticizes even the worst. Since - what better way of coping than making a joke or aesthetic about it? Chishiya Shuntaro, a professional surgeon who is all about logic and calculations. Since - living life in a lie is nothing more than delusion. ... Making so many fanfics but I'm obsessed with AIB and Chishiya so I can't help but make oneshots 😣 Also lwk wanna fill out my collection of works because I wanna show off too 👅 /j

╰┈➤ 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

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