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The danger of being close.

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Reads 232
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Parts 16
Time 1h 9m

aliceinborderland arisu chisiya niragi usagi

No one was there.

Silence.

I froze. My heart started pounding faster.

- What the...

Where had everyone gone? Just a minute ago, the streets were packed with cars and pedestrians... and now-not a soul in sight.

I looked around, searching for anyone, but the city seemed dead. I tried convincing myself it was a dream-I pinched my arm, but the pain was too real.All Rights Reserved

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Awake by googleand123

We were going on a field trip. Quiet trip,for me.Not talking. Everybody else is,but I zone them out.Just thinking.Then it happens.It comes strait towards my seat on the bus.Crash.Im out.Everything's dark. I hear ambulance.I feel that I'm being carried somewhere.I hear talking.I don't know where I am,but that's not what I'm worried about. ✌️

Mute love by lamadhu5

You are angry I know, I know I was wrong, I did wrong, if you are mad then hit me, slap me, punch me, hurt me physically, I would bear that, but don't go away from me, it's hurting me internally. " I parted my lips with an exhale, why is he doing this? No one ever said that to me. Not even my so-called fiance. He showed me my mistakes when I was mad but look at this man. " Do you want me to beg?? " I stepped back when his knees touched the ground " I am on my knees " He held both of his ears with between his thumb and index finger of both of his hands. " I am begging you, please " I kept on staring at him and tears gathered in my eyes. He doesn't need to do such things for me, he shouldn't care, he shouldn't give a shit if I am angry. Because even if he gained my forgiveness, it doesn't mean anything , I can't go back to him , why should I? " Why are you staring at me, please say something , Anshika?? " I stepped back, one two three... ... . . After three steps I turned around to run, I can't find a better option at this point, but I could not, when I felt a steel grip on my wrist " Please stop it!! " this is love story of mute girl and heart broken cold man who used to be the sweetest person once

Unintentional Passion by PlayNmyCurlz

Geovanni Have you ever gotten that feeling that somebody was watching you? And that person who was watching you wasn't normal. I have felt that way all of my life; but then again I felt as if I went missing nobody would even notice or care I was gone. I am 23 and just graduated from college. I was there an extra year because I had to take care of my family. I had to transfer back into the city and pick up the extra work because my mom died, and my dad became addicted to anything that would numb his pain. My little sister and brother would be lost without me here. But now I could care less. A cold breeze blew through my window waking me up from my thoughts. I looked over in the corner and saw that nothing was there. It was odd because I felt like someone well more like something was there. It had to be my imagination getting the best of me. I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes. Then all of a sudden I got the feeling I wasn't alone. But the really strange thing is that even if there was someone in here with me I felt safe. Jordan. I watched her as she slept. In fact I have been watching her since she was born. I have waited half a century to find that one person. I think I have finally settled on her. She was my choice. I know. After being in as many relationships as I have you know things. I felt my fangs tingle. Her blood smelled so sweet. Her heartbeat was steady and strong. I took my tongue and ran it across my fang. The temptation to indulge in her red liquid was far too strong. I let out a low growl and jumped out her window. I was ready for a hunt. "Did you see her Jordan?" "Yes, and tomorrow night you will turn her," "Why do I have to turn her?" "Ezra, you know once you turn them, they hate you," "I didn't hate pops," "You wanted to join though," "True, but first see if she wants to be turn before you jump to conclusions," I nodded my head, before me and Ezra took off to find some fresh blood for the night.

Deck of Fate by lionpan

Chishiya x fem reader BOOK 2 IS OUT NOW Warnings: Swearing Blood Death Fighting Mentions of suicide Mentions of attempted s assault * I do not own any characters, they all belong to Shinsuke * *I also don't own any of the pictures, I got them off Pinterest* *Will contain spoilers for Alice in Borderland*

Calculated Fate by aliceinbordrrland

At twenty three I was supposed to be studying in Japan in order to fulfill my dads dream,to thrive as a medical student.My life was always dictated by others.My fathers demands,my mother's absence.But nothing could prepare me for the twisted reality that I was about to unfold. One moment I was in my best friends bedroom and the next I found my self in the chaotic world of the Bordelrands.a place where life and death danced hand in hand and the only way out was participating in those cruel games. I had no clue how I got there.The rules were harsh and people there were truly amazing as they were showing their true colors.Among them a cold calculating man named Chishiya caught my attention which was quite disturbing as I was never interested in people.But there was something different,something that I couldn't definitely ignore no matter how hard I tried. Surviving there was one thing but learning to navigate the weird emotions of my hear?That was something I would never have expected in this unforseen life. WARNING: SA. Smut .Abuse in general!

Demon Within by an_awkward_shit

(Cover made by @Infin1ty_y) I walked along the edge of the sidewalk near the buildings that towered over my small figure. I stop to turn and look down a long, dark alley. I can feel the urge inside me, the pictures running through my head, the images that are too gruesome to be okay to think about. I close my eyes. I was so mad at myself, then. I couldn't be any more disgusted than I already was. I opened them to see nothing there, no people, no animals. No souls to take. No lives to end. I should have been relieved or happy. Yet, I screamed my pain out, anyway.

¹ALICE IN BORDERLAND ▸ CHECKMATE by sonyafrommazerunnerr

shuntaro chishiya x oc The last King had ruled through paranoia, through the kind of weak-willed fear that saw threats in allies and let power slip through trembling fingers. The noise swelled, folding in on itself, growing larger than the sum of its parts. It was no longer sound; it was weight, crushing down on me, sinking into the marrow of my bones, pressing into hollow spaces of my mind. It tangled with my thoughts, wrapped around them like a vice until I couldn't tell where the shouting stopped and where my mind began. Some were composed, faces and expressions unreadable. I recognized it for what it was. Panic didn't always look like screaming, sometimes it was just the way someone swallowed hard, as if trying to keep it down. The wall bore the marks of time, not in cracks or stains, but in etchings of survival - a tally of days carved with a dagger. At first, I had carved them close together, expecting to leave before the space ran out. But as the marks stretched, as the numbers climbed, the gaps between each tally mark grew wider, as if denial could be traced in spacing, as if putting more distance between each stroke would make it less real. I ran my fingers over the final mark, the last one I was allowed. I focused on the way the air felt when no one else was breathing it. The visa was not an empty threat, nor an arbitrary limit designed to keep me playing - it was a fuse reminder that time did not stop simply because I had. I wondered why I wasn't so scared, but when you realize you're being controlled by fear, things stop being so scary.

alice in borderland ▸ 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 by sonyafrommazerunner

shuntaro chishiya x oc The last King had ruled through paranoia, through the kind of weak-willed fear that saw threats in allies and let power slip through trembling fingers. The noise swelled, folding in on itself, growing larger than the sum of its parts. It was no longer sound; it was weight, crushing down on me, sinking into the marrow of my bones, pressing into hollow spaces of my mind. It tangled with my thoughts, wrapped around them like a vice until I couldn't tell where the shouting stopped and where my mind began. The wall bore the marks of time, not in cracks or stains, but in etchings of survival - a tally of days carved with a dagger. At first, I had carved them close together, expecting to leave before the space ran out. But as the marks stretched, as the numbers climbed, the gaps between each tally mark grew wider, as if denial could be traced in spacing. I ran my fingers over the final mark, the last one I was allowed. I focused on the way the air felt when no one else was breathing it. The visa was not an empty threat, nor an arbitrary limit designed to keep me playing - it was a fuse reminder that time did not stop simply because I had.

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Awake

We were going on a field trip. Quiet trip,for me.Not talking. Everybody else is,but I zone them out.Just thinking.Then it happens.It comes strait towards my seat on the bus.Crash.Im out.Everything's dark. I hear ambulance.I feel that I'm being carried somewhere.I hear talking.I don't know where I am,but that's not what I'm worried about. ✌️