CURRENTLY UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING REVISED CHAPTERS: 2 "human relationships." he explained, a small chuckle leaving his throat, "i don't care about people's hearts. i don't want to know how people work or how they think. they're all selfish anyways." you didn't interrupt him, despite how you wanted to disagree. people weren't selfish, at least not everyone. and like chishiya had told you before, wasn't being selfish sometimes a good thing? shouldn't you be allowed to want certain things for yourself? once more your thoughts paused and the feather light touch of a hand against yours could be felt, not quite finding purchase but enough for you to feel that he was there. or maybe it was meant to reassure himself. his throat moved, perhaps his attempt to clear the tightness and arrange the words evidently playing on the tip of his tongue. "but then i met you. and it was weird. i had never been so interested in a human being before. and through time i found that..." he paused, glancing up for a brief moment before holding your fingers more securely, "you're the only heart i want to learn more about."

One excels in diamonds while the other in hearts. Let's see which is truly smarter in the end or if they both drive each other to the end.

❝𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄❞ ㅤ ╰┈─➤ in which y/n and chishiya find themselves fighting for survival in an alternate universe of tokyo in games. life or death in the borderlands can determine whether you return back to the real world or not. while fighting to survive, chishiya and y/n find themselves in a hopeless situation of love between them. ╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- | chishiya x fem!reader | contains gore, violence, mature themes and languages | completed

Requests are closed! Please refrain from sending me any more, thank you ~ Just a series of unrelated oneshots for Chishiya x reader. They have nothing to do with each other or with my other fanfictions, they're just here for fun. (:

People never intrest him, no people were tools, People where for the moment, but how does he handle becoming drawn to a mysterious person like himself?

Y/n l/n is best friend of Zach Mitchell for 16 years or since they born, because of their parents are friends. These are inseparable till now and bestfriend maybe this will change after the trip which Claire invited the three...... Read to see what happen next ; )

You weren't one for bright ideas, so when someone came up with the idea to follow Miles Upshur to Mount Massive Asylum, you were all for it, that was, until you climbed through the window, but there was no going back now. (Oh geez, this isn't really anything shippy? I think It's just a reader insert where you'll probably loose a finger or something, I don't know I'm just kind of winging it, please help.)

(Outlast and Outlast: Whistleblower x Reader) As a psychiatrist at Mount Massive Asylum, Y/N finds herself in an unfortunate situation where she has to outlast the sufferings of the building and try to escape. Join... yourself, in the twists and turns and mental horrors of the infamous asylum. (Not that good at writing horror, gotta admit. Expect gore to be mentioned and described, weirder stuff may arise as it gets closer to the end. Slowish updates.)

In life there are things that are said, and then there are those that remain unsaid. For Keely Staub, her life mostly remained in the latter category. She kept the one true love, music, hidden from even her best friends. But when one song changed the world she lived in, shaking it to it's very core, everything she knows is about to change. Her future and a past even hidden from her collide as she wades through a world she'd never dared to dream of, allowing her half heart to maybe find an equally broken one in the unlikely source of Seth Ryan.

A mysterious amnesiac washes up on Polar Tang after the livesaving operation of Strawhat Luffy and Former Warlord, Jimbei. How will she affect the fates of the 'Surgeon of Death' and his Crew, Heart Pirates? T/W Spoilers for One Piece Events, Mentions of Mental Health, Sexual Assault, Graphic Violence All Rights Reserved to Eichiro Oda (1997)