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Started - 6/12/22
Last Updated - 6/29/23
Total Works - 31
assistant - nijiro murakami x gn!reader x dori sakurada
— in which nijiro and dori tease you for fun
pussy drunk - kuina hikari x fem!reader (16+ please!)
— blurb about kuina hikari being pussy drunk !
don't take it personal - chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader
— in which chisihya uses ypu as bait even though he likes you
lost you - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which tatta is a clumsy fool and ends up in the infirmary
drunk - chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader (16+ please!)
— blurb about chishiya shuntaro being drunk !
dancing under the stars - arisu ryohei x gn!reader
— in which arisu checks up on you after encountering the king of spades
hate is a strong word - karube daikichi x gn!reader
— in which karube acts like he hates you but he actually has a huge crush on you
dancin' 'round the kitchen - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which you and tatta dance before cuddling on the couch
delivery! - chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader
— in which chishiya always order fast food from you so you shoot your shot
dying in your arms - chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader
— in which the king of spades does a number on you and you might not make it
just hold on - chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader
— in which you need chishiya to be your personal translator during a game
mr. jealous - karube daikichi x gn!reader
— in which karube gets jealous and threatens to beat arisu's ass
desperate and needy - arisu ryohei x gn!reader (16+ please!)
— blurb about arisu ryohei being desperate and needy !
better than me? - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which tatta gets jealous and knows he can treat you better
sweet like honey - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which you and tatta cuddle in bed after sex
familiar - chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader
— in which you and chishiya feel a connection after the borderlands
valentines day! - chishiya, arisu, tatta, kuina, last boss x gn!reader
— headcanons about valentines day with chishiya, arisu, tatta, kuina, and last boss !
goodbye is not the end - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which your on the brink of death after a game and tatta finds you
weird way to propose but yes - karube daikichi x gn!reader
— in which karube proposes to you after work outside of the bar
rockstars gf! - kyuma ginji x fem!reader (16+ please!)
— headcanons about being kyuma ginji's girlfriend !
one word question - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which tatta breaks up with you and you can't help but ask 'why?'
fragile devlopment - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which you wanted more but tatta made it clear he didn't
it's sugar, baby - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which you have money to spare and you love to spoil tatta
meeting room - last boss x afab!reader (16+ please!)
— in which last boss fucks you in the meeting room right before a meeting
no one compares - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which tatta is jealous of your friendship with arisu
dirty bedsheets - last boss x afab!reader (16+ please!)
— in which you overstimulate last boss while giving him a hand job
oh well - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which you catch tatta cheating on you
happy meal - tatta kodai x gn!reader
— in which you and tatta order mcdonalds
sleepy - chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader (16+ please!)
— blurb about chishiya shuntaro being sleepy !
tooth and nail - arisu ryohei x gn!reader
— in which you work hard for arisu's affection but he'll give it for free if you just ask
sick! - tatta, arisu x gn!reader
— headcanons about being sick with tatta and arisu!
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Player or a Citizen
Banda x Reader
A/N: Here is another Banda fic, enjoy!
Summary: Banda was a known serial killer, yet you still loved him....why could that be?
Warning: Blood, violence, accident, murder.... it’s Borderland so...past is written in italic
Word count: 5,7k
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‘Probation’; the word was still echoing in his mind like a throbbing headache. After, hearing it, time stopped for him. Although minutes were passing by, he stayed stuck. He was locked in an invisible prison forced to stare at the other side of the coin. While for him the word ‘probation’ cut deep into his still-beating heart, those who did not deserve to hear it, were overjoyed. That word had awoken satisfaction and relief in those who were supposed to be caged like wild beasts. Those who were supposed to spend the rest of their life in remorse and full of regret were given back the opportunity to live freely and to forget the one they have hurt.
Banda could not take it. The judgment was not a fair one. His fingers curled into a tight fist almost ready to bleed. His focus stayed on smiling faces which could not stop laughing while his nails dug deeper into the skin. He has never believed in justice, yet he was deeply disappointed and furious.
For a long while, nights weren’t as dark as they used to be, as long as you were by his side. He promised you that he will be the best man he could be for you, and you promised never to stop smiling for him. Unfortunately, you were the first one to break the promise. You were the first one to do so, and now it was time for him to do the same. There was nothing left to hold him back from his true nature. Banda could freely let anger swallow him whole. Yet, before he could let his true nature reach the surface, for the first time in his life, Banda felt wetness on his cheeks.
Banda Sunato has never cried before; not even when you showed him how it feels not to be alone anymore, or when you smiled at him while covered in bruises telling him how you felt about him after falling multiple times on the ice.
Witnessing those who hurt you was ripping him from within. They were happy after what they had done, there were no consequences they will have to endure and not even one person was held accountable for the hideous crime. The whole process was rushed and evidence was tempered. The victim became an irresponsible drinker and perpetrators were turned into casualties of your ‘inappropriate behavior’. Banda could scoff at their accusation. You were the most responsible person he had ever met. You did not fall on the road in the dark while drunk, you were run over while crossing the street on your way to meet him. When you didn’t arrive, Banda got worried and went to look for you, only to find you half dead on the side of the road. He could still remember how cold your body was and how your breathing could be hardly noticed. The crimson was smeared over your features and he could barely recognize you in that state.
After experiencing the trauma of finding you half dead, Banda had to make them pay. He had to revenge the one who was still breathing thanks to a tube stuck deep into the bruised throat; the one whose brain activity was miles below normal. You had died multiple times, you were even declared dead once, yet you kept coming back.
Banda only left your side when it was necessary, until the moment he knew that perhaps he will never see you again.
After leaving the courtroom, Banda headed straight to you. He made a decision on his way to the hospital. He was going to revenge, no matter what it does to him. He was not scared of being hurt or locked away. There was no fear in him for his well-being, he only cared about yours.
He walked slower than usual as if he was dragging the time. Almost as if he was trying to prolong the moment until he will have to say his goodbyes. It hurt his heart that he will leave your side, but it also filled him with an uneasy feeling because of which he hated himself; he was almost glad that he will no longer be in presence of your bruised and broken body which was tugging on his heartstrings.
His nose was filled with the smell of disinfectants and death. Wherever he looked he could notice glimpses of depressing images and lost hope. To others, he probably looked just like that; a broken man with no faith left. His shoulders were slumped and his head lowered which was the complete opposite of his usual self. He was more than sure that if his former self was to see him like that it would be disgusted at the sight of a pathetic man, but he couldn’t care less about that. He loved himself more when he was with you and most importantly he loved you so much that you became his everything.
Yet instead of remembering your smile, the image of you lying on the hospital bed with machines beeping around you was stuck in his head. But for a moment, when stern voices got louder, and panicked screams filled the space, Banda was pushed to the side. The woman, which was placed two doors from your room, was quickly moved past him with blood dripping onto the ground following the path of gurney wheels. Just a week ago, your body was in a similar predicament.
Banda was pulled out of his thoughts after a door near him was opened and then quickly closed. He immediately recognized that your doors were moved so he rushed there hoping for some good news. But when he arrived, everything was the same as he left it.
“Mr. Banda,” the nurse greeted him before approaching your side. She gently tugged on your sheets fixing the loose corners.
“Are there any changes?” he asked hopefully.
The disappointment was evident on the nurse’s face. Although she had years of experience she was yet to perfect her poker face. She has never been good at masking her own emotions. She pressed her lips together stretching wrinkles on her aged skin. “Unfortunately not…”
“Another doctor left her room just a moment ago,” Banda pointed out.
“Mr. Banda her doctor is not on the call, I do not know who you are referring to.” The nurse stated hiding the truth. She knew who came to see you, but nothing good would have come from Banda meeting the man who just left. So before Banda could question her, she excused herself and left the young man to keep you company.
Sunato felt slightly uncomfortable which has become a rare occurrence since he got to know you. It took him a few minutes to finally sit next to your side. With shaky movements, his fingers curled around yours. He was reluctant to even hold your hand scared that it would hurt your fragile body.
“I should be the one lying there; I should have never let you stay by my side.” Sunato took a deep breath before continuing. “You would have been happy if it weren’t for me. I know that now it’s too late, but I will release you from my presence and hopefully bring you peace.”
Getting back to his feet, he leaned closer to your body. He left a soft kiss on your forehead wishing for your eyelashes to flutter just like they used to when he would do so.
Unfortunately, nothing happened. There was no reaction to his touch or his words and he could only blame himself. But while many people would not be able to do something about it, he could. He could punish those he deemed responsible.
Not long after his visit, Banda killed the woman who drove under the influence and who ran you over, he also killed the one who was in the passenger seat and decided not to stop and check on you, if they had, you would have already been awake by now.
Just like Banda had thought, there were plenty of people involved in the trial, as the perpetrator was a daughter of a rich and influential man. Banda could understand him doing everything to keep her away from prison, but that man could not keep her away from death. He decided to also punish those who should’ve been unbiased, and that was the prosecutor who tempered with evidence and the one who should’ve been an epitome of justice; the judge. He left the judge for his final victim and he killed her at his trial. Like a madman, he pierced her throat with a pencil.
Banda ended up in prison on death row never disclosing the reason behind his actions or being remorseful for it. He didn’t regret killing, but he did regret leaving you completely alone. He had been slightly impulsive not thinking clearly about how it would affect you.
Twenty-three months passed by and Banda kept calling the hospital. He would call once a day at the same time. Most of his calls would be unanswered as the nurses already knew who was calling. They couldn’t disclose any information about your condition as he refused to introduce himself not wanting them to tie you with a serial killer. They mostly avoided his calls, rare were days when to him an unknown nurse would pick up and say that your condition has not changed. Yet what happened after almost two long years shook him to the core. A male voice answered the phone telling him to stop disturbing the hospital staff as there were no reasons left for that anymore. Banda listened to the words telling him that your heart has stopped three times in the past two weeks and that it was expected for it to completely stop in the next few days. There was no malice in the voice, just facts, but Banda could not accept them. He decided to see you no matter what he had to do to get to you. But nobody could have thought that after escaping prison he will be forced to experience something that will take him even further away from the person you have grown to love.
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Fifteen days and fourteen nights you have spent in seemingly an empty city screaming for Sunato. Yet no matter how loud your voice rose, or how scratched your throat got, you never received any kind of response; not from him or anybody else. It became a frustrating living nightmare from which you could not wake up. Each day, a little bit of hope died within you. You weren’t sure where you were, or what was needed to do to return safely home; to Sunato'’s arms, but you wished to arrive there sooner than later.
You moved through the unusually quiet city. You were no fan of loud voices, but you couldn’t get used to Tokyo in absolute silence. It was a rather bizarre thing to witness.
Your steps became slower and your will to live slowly decreased with every passing moment. You dragged your feet to the only place that was vivid in your memory. It was not a special place to you, to many it would evoke emotions, but you were indifferent about it. You were a bit confused about it, but there was nobody who would help you understand.
To your misfortune, elevators did not work so you had to climb up the stairs. It became obvious that it was difficult for you to do so. After reaching the fifth floor you had to stop to catch your breath. You haven’t eaten for a few days and your last meal had been unsatisfying. You were losing strength and the ability to think properly. Sleep also didn’t visit often, no matter how hard you tried to conjure it.
Your fingers wrapped around the metal railing helping yourself up, after resting for a few moments. Your legs were tired and you could barely hold yourself up, but you had to endure it for a little longer as there were three more floors between you and your goal.
It took you a long while to finally reach it but when you did, it felt underwhelming. As you stood in front of an empty hospital bed you could do nothing but let out a long breath. The sheets were unmade and the bedside table was empty. There was nothing personal there, but you could remember it as clearly. You woke up in that bed after falling asleep in the street while struggling to breathe; you were choking on your blood while coldness settled in your bones. But all of that was fast to disappear after warmth embraced you when you heard Sunato’s voice. Then you knew that you were safe and you could let yourself close your eyes. Now, while standing in front of the lonely bed, you were regretting your decision as you were no longer in Sunato’s presence.
You searched for him wherever you thought he could be. You ran to the home you shared with him only to find no trace of the man you love, it seemed abandoned. It was dusty and stale and so lonesome. You couldn’t stay there; you couldn’t sleep there so you had to return to the place where you were unlucky enough to open your eyes.
It took you only four more steps for you to settle onto the harsh covers. Your feet stayed firmly on the ground and your gaze stayed on them. There was nothing particular on your shoes to focus on yet it didn’t waver. You could only stare at the dried splashes of mud and occasional narrow line of dirt on them. Those shoes were almost new, yet they looked nothing like that after walking for so long and through so many obstacles. You could only hope that they won’t rip apart before you find your way back to where you came from. But those shoes weren’t the only ones on which you were placing leftover pieces of what used to be hope. You wished for your legs to carry you back, and for them to do so you had to stay healthy which was proven to be a difficult task for you. Even when you found something to eat, you could barely eat it without feeling nauseated. Your strength was at the bare minimum and stress was only worsening everything for you. Worries plagued your mind not letting you sleep and to restore your energy. So you were more a dead man walking than a threat to anyone and soon you came to find out that although it mattered to anyone else, it made no difference to you.
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Hell; that was the first association that found its way into Banda’s mind. He wouldn’t even use it for prison as he knew how to take care of himself and how to control those around him, and while there, he was more than certain of your whereabouts. And your location was what made the whole experience in Borderland for Banda difficult. He couldn't have let out a breath of relief, to even enjoy what would bring him satisfaction without knowing that you were alright. At first, he thought that he indeed was in the afterlife where he was punished to wander in the world where he will never meet you again. He could laugh at that as the one who created it, knew more than well how to hit him where it hurts. Still, he didn’t want to jump to conclusions and he continued with the same agenda he had back in the world he was a prisoner; actually, a man who has escaped prison to visit you.
Banda ran up the stairs hoping and praying although he had no religion or beliefs. He was desperate for you to be there, he was ready to see you lying in your hospital bed only to find it empty.
Banda let out a sigh not believing his eyes. He hit his fist against the wall cursing. He couldn’t process how you weren’t there; if it were the normal world it would have probably meant that you were dead, but he had no clue what it could mean in a world where barely anyone was present and the whole town almost completely abandoned. He approached your bed with a sad smile. He sat down gripping the covers between his fingers. His eyes closed while trying to calm down only to notice it; the lingering scent on the material he was gripping. He pulled it closer to his nose and he could smell it; your scent. It was proof that you had to be close by although the presence was no longer strong.
Yet as days went by, and after he learned more about the world he was in Banda was grateful that he has not witnessed your existence in the Borderland. He was relieved that you were not a player in any of the games he has played, and he played every single one he stumbled upon no matter how many days he had on his visa. He was still searching for you although not wanting to find you there. Banda knew you deep to the core; he knew exactly who you were. He has always been good at reading people, yet he never needed to read you as you were always honest and never lied. You believed that there were no bad or good people, but that there were simply people who either do good or bad deeds and no matter how similar that sounded, you always strongly argued that there is a difference and if you were there with him you would be proven right and it made his heart heavy.
Nevertheless, Banda hoped that you will never witness the carnage and the animalistic urges crawling in the Borderland as he was aware that you were not made for that kind of world. He knew that if you had to choose either to kill or be killed that you would choose the latter. He would have been surprised if he were to find out that you had been in the Borderland for so long that you had seen kings rise and fall.
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Emptiness; you had embraced it since living in the Borderland. You had met people here and there but soon found out that everyone is just trying to survive and that they will always point the gun to your head. You felt uncomfortable among people, more than in the world you called home. You watched them with sadness and pain growing in your heart. Because of one simple reason; you were hurt by the animalistic behavior. Unfortunately, one small piece of it reminded you of Sunato. You were well aware of how smart he was and also that he could be quite sadistic at least when you met him for the first time. There was nothing that could explain to you why he was never like that to you, or why he ignored that side of himself for you, but you were glad that he did. You were at peace knowing that he was trying to be the best version of himself. You didn’t want him to change, but just to try to stay on the right side of the law and to be a person with good morals.
To you, Sunato was the only person keeping you alive. He was the only one urging your heart to beat and keeping your eyes open. Even when the walls were gray around your body, you could picture Banda leaning against the harsh surface smirking at you. While being locked in a solitary, he was the one to bring you comfort. You waited for hours for the game to end after entering it on accident.
After you heard the doors opening and someone being dragged away, you walked outside only to come face to face with a blond-haired man.
“Ohhh…” you let out. Your eyes were wide as you stared at him. You pressed your lips into a thin line before turning around and heading back to the solitary but you were stopped.
“Who are you?” Chishiya questioned
You let out a breath knowing very well that it was too late for you to run away. “I…” you started but didn’t know what to say. You turned around to face him again not feeling comfortable having your back facing a stranger. Your eyes locked and you were pleasantly surprised as you noticed something strange in his. You were more than sure that he recognized you. “You know me?!” you let it out before you could stop yourself. There was a small hint of hope noticeable in your voice. Your fingers fidgeted while you waited for his answer.
Chishiya recognized you after observing your face. He wasn’t completely sure if he was right as it was confusing. He remembered the day when he abandoned you as a doctor. He has done something that nobody should’ve had. He was supposed to be the one operating on you, but the higher-ups decided that someone more important needed his expertise. Because of his lack of defiance, your surgery was a failure, and you had to go under another one, which Chishiya performed, however, it was useless as it was too late. And to make matters even worse Chishiya never memorized your name the first time, then he decided not to see you as a person, and shortly after you became one of his biggest mistakes and regrets. He visited your room exactly seven times in the early months of your arrival and three of those times he brought you back to life. He wasn’t sure why he was doing that; either he didn’t want you to die, or he didn’t want to blame himself for your death. Yet, somehow he was sure that it wasn't the latter. He grew to care for someone who seemed abandoned in their times of need. He could only remember flowers in the room when you were admitted, but as time grew, they withered. Your room became bare and no one ever visited. Chishiya was surprised to find out about phone calls that were meant for you. He was rather rattled when he answered the phone because you were abandoned, with no one by your side and although he had witnessed those kinds of patients before, he cared more now as it was partially his fault.
“Do you know me?” you repeated slightly on the edge. Your body was leaning in his direction with no patience left in it.
“Yes,” Chishiya let out. “You died on my table.”
You laughed at his statement as his words couldn’t be true. Your reaction was an honest one and you realized a moment later that so was his statement. Because of it and his sincerity your eyes got watery as you could somehow feel it, almost like you could remember it. “I’m not dead,” you said refusing to believe him.
“That was the first of many times when your heart has stopped,” Chishiya explained while still trying to understand what was happening.
You looked at him with tears sliding down your cheeks. “So you are not a grim reaper…”
Chishiya couldn’t stop himself from snorting at your whisper. He couldn’t understand why would you associate him with them when there were no similarities or any connections except the major one; death.
“Who are you here?” you questioned. There were flashes of your memory where a man with blond almost white hair stood in front of you. You never saw his face, but you concluded that he truly looked like the man who was now standing in front of you. Then, you thought that the man was the one who came to take you to the afterlife, but you were wrong.
Chishiya shrugged, he was reluctant in giving you answers as this could’ve been another game as since the final phase began the rules weren’t as clear as they used to be.
“You are still a player, aren’t you?” you questioned more than sure of his role in the game after he stayed quiet for far too long
“What does ‘still’ mean?” Chishiya asked.
You smiled for the first time in a long time. “I guess I was right.”
“What does it mean?” Chishiya repeated. He tilted his head glaring at you.
“After you beat the face cards, you either leave or become a citizen,” you explained what you gathered over your time in the Borderland.
“Why would anyone stay here?” Chishiya questioned out loud, although aware of the obvious.
“Freedom,” you whispered while remembering one person whom you had met in the Borderlands and who had left a positive impression on you.
“No morals, no consequences.”
“You should’ve met Kyuma, he was nice, although a king,” you said with a sad smile because you witnessed his blimp falling. He was someone you wished you had known before you entered the world you loathed.
Chishiya stepped away from you. It seemed that you were close to a king and were present during a deadly game and didn’t die although it would’ve been impossible for you to simply guess the symbols every single time before the time was up.
“I’m not a queen…” you admitted not even knowing why. But you got lonely and sad in that place. If you take only the previous hours of your life, you spent them completely alone while guessing what was on your collar, you tried to cheat yet not even once any danger came close to you. It was like that since the beginning, even if another player would get close to killing you, you would wake up where you opened your eyes for the first time. “I’m not a player…” you continued not completely sure in your statement. “I guess I am a citizen…?”
“How can you not know?”
“After first face cards had fallen, everyone was asked if they want to leave or stay…” you stopped for a moment remembering it vividly. You were so hopeful and happy that you were going to see Sunato again. Yet it never happened. “I wanted to leave, but they didn’t let me…” you were crying again. “Another fell, again I chose to leave…You see, I am not a player, but can’t be a citizen either, as I have no choice.”
Chishiya stayed silent. He was confused and your next confession and worry got him stunned as he realized what he should have noticed before.
“You were my doctor, you said that right?” you waited for him to nod before continuing. “There was only one visitor, was he well?”
Chishiya never witnessed any visitor in your room and his silence spoke volumes.
“You didn’t see him, but he was there, I know Sunato came to see me.” You stated as a matter of fact as you trusted him.
“Banda Sunato?” Chishiya let out not believing. He was more than sure that there were more people named Sunato in Tokyo, yet somehow it seemed right to make such a guess, although it would’ve been a great coincidence. He never talked to you or knew if you were a good person, but he knew that nobody could deserve to be with someone like Banda Sunato. But at least he knew that Banda has killed after you were admitted to the hospital and you weren’t present to be hurt by it.
“You met him?” you were relieved although you didn’t doubt it.
Chishiya finally connected that Banda was the man with whom he had spoken all those months ago. However, after meeting him in the game it seemed as if those were two completely different people.
“Shouldn’t you focus on leaving this game?” Chishiya tried to change the subject as well as to get you out of the building so that you wouldn’t come face to face with a serial killer you seemed to be missing.
“I played today, I couldn’t see my collar, I cheated, and nothing…”
“You didn’t play,” Chishiya told you making you confused. “Your picture wasn’t on the monitor; you weren’t one of the players.”
“Ohh…” you let out deflated. You lowered your head moving towards the stairs to leave. Somehow all the energy got drained out of your body and heaviness settled upon you. You were completely losing hope and although you didn’t want to be lonely you had to be alone at the moment. “I wish you all the luck,” you offered him a small smile along with your sincere words.
“I am Chi-”
You interrupted him as it would hurt less. “It is better if I do not know. I wish for you to safely return home.”
Chishiya stayed silent as you slowly disappeared down the stairs. After hearing your words Chishiya was more than relieved that you haven’t met Banda. Just from your words, he could hear truthfulness and actual care for someone who was practically a stranger to you.
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To anyone looking from the outside, you and Sunato would seem like two people with no connections but who were merely walking at the same pace. You were side by side yet nothing was tying you together at least that was what anybody witnessing you two would’ve thought. But even what was on the surface could make a different statement.
Neither you nor Sunato had a desire for unwanted attention; you two were not into PDA or grand romantic gestures which were mostly used just to be thrown into other people’s faces. However, it didn’t mean that there was no romance, care, or love between you two. It all came down to little things, how Banda was wearing fluffy pairs of glows which were too small for him because you gave him an extra pair that you found in your bag, or the gray hat, Sunato’s favorite, which was now keeping your head warm. Also, his wallet was in your coat pocket as he has forgotten to tell you that yesterday, both of his pockets broke at the seams. There was also one eye-catching thing and that would be your Pokemon backpack carried by Sunato which was filled with two thermoses with hot drinks and a few snacks.
Although rare were people who knew about your relationship neither Sunato nor you would be offended by anyone assuming anything else, as you just didn’t care. What you two had started many years ago and since then you only had each other and you were more than satisfied with that.
A sudden cough was what made Sunato stop in his steps in the middle of the sidewalk. Some passers cursed him because he was in the way. He gripped your forearm making you face him. He was quick to remove the borrowed glow before placing his palm on your forehead. He scrunched his nose at the warmth radiating from your head.
“Do you feel well?” Sunato question. He noticed that you were startled by your sickness as you hadn’t noticed anything in the morning.
“I’m just a bit cold, but that’s normal…” you shrugged because you didn’t feel ill.
“We should go back,” Sunato suggested and you agreed with him as it was better to be safe than sorry. There were plenty of days ahead of you to go to the park and make a snowman as winter just started. And honestly, you had nothing against going home and being taken care of and cuddling with Sunato.
Sunato put the glow back on before slowly intertwining your fingers with his. It was your way to bring comfort to each other and at the moment he was terrified of you getting sicker. It seemed that he was more concerned than you were. And that was one of many reasons why your heart was beating for him. He was your person, your other half and you were more than sure that nothing will ever come between you two.
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Banda felt slightly conflicted. He wasn’t sure if he should go back home. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see you, he wanted that the most in the world, but he wasn’t sure if you would ever be able to accept what he had done since you closed your eyes.
He didn’t see himself as a good man, he knew that he wasn’t by any standards, yet he still wanted to be with you. He was selfish for it, but he couldn’t lie to himself or you. He moved slowly through the street filled with a few people expressing their wishes. Not even one of theirs caused any reaction in him; there was not even one single piece of his soul interested in others.
He knew what he had to do and what he wanted to do no matter the consequences. It didn’t matter if you reject him, or tell him that you are disgusted with him; he just needed to know that you were safe. So, he said what to him, the only and obvious choice was.
“I want t-”
“Forever a citizen…” your voice came out filled with sadness and defeat.
To Sunato your voice was like a beckon in the middle of a dark ocean. He moved with ease to your body before saying the words he thought he would never say. Yet he chose to stay so that his fate could once again be intertwined with yours.
He stayed quiet while coming closer to your form. He had no words to say, so with only a small smile to offer, Sunato intertwined his fingers with yours without even facing you.
You were startled by the sudden touch. During your time in the Borderland, you haven’t even shaken anyone’s hand let alone hugged them. So feeling someone else’s warmth surprised you, mostly because you didn’t want to let go as if it was something you were craving, something you needed, something that belonged to you.
You moved your gaze to your fingers and your heart softened in your chest as you would recognize that hand even in darkness. Your eyes moved from the fingers following the lines of the well-known body all the way to his face. He was already smiling at you, and you couldn’t do anything but do the same.
For the first time since you arrived in that strange land, you found hope, not in getting out or going back home as that was no longer needed. Your home came to you and you could finally see yourself being happy again. It didn’t matter in which world you were as long as his hand was not letting go of yours.
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MASTERLIST TV SHOWS / MOVIES (a->z)
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–AGENTS OF S.H.I.E.L.D
Deke Shaw
Past, Present, Future - (fluff/nsfw)
Patience is a man’s best virtue - (fluff)
On Monday - (fluff)
Bed sharing - (fluff)
But if you had told me, I would've told you - (fluff)
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–ALICE IN BORDERLAND
I will not write for Niragi.
Chishiya Shuntarō
Random headcanons - (fluff)
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–DOOM PATROL
Larry Trainor
No, I don’t wanna talk about it - (fluff)
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–ONE PIECE LIVE ACTION
Buggy the Clown
Five more minutes - (fluff)
So no head ? - (smut) - pt.1
Repaid in kind - (smut) - pt.2
You can slice me, you can dice me... - (fluff)
Pretty please ? - (fluff)
Seastone cuffs - (smut)
Give me your dick - (smut)
Meet my ex - (angst) - pt.1
Head keeper - (angst) - pt.2
Flashy flashy ! - (fluff)
Uh-oh - (fluff)
Me ! Me ! Me ! - (fluff)
This is you - (fluff)
Am I me ? - (fluff)
Your move - (angst)
Buggy the sugar baby - (fluff) - pt.1
It's getting expensive - (fluff) - pt.2
Furnace - (fluff)
I don't feel it anymore - (angst)
Who's got it bigger ? - (fluff)
Twitch streamer - (fluff) - pt.1
Game con - (fluff) - pt.2
So handsome - (fluff)
I'll haunt you - (fluff)
My marine bf - (fluff)
Cabaji
Honk honk - (fluff)
Monkey D. Luffy
Always together - (fluff) - pt.1
Glue - (smut) - pt.2
Is it a monster ? - (fluff) - pt.3
Dancer - (fluff)
For staying alive - (angst)
Captain - (fluff)
Fish - (fluff)
When are they gonna kiss - (fluff) - pt.1
Oh, they more than kissed - (smut) - pt.2
Maybe the paradise is the friends we made along the way - (fluff)
Cook - (smut)
You'll have to cut my arms - (fluff)
Look - (fluff)
Roronoa zoro
I don’t need saving - (fluff)
Well, this is awkward - (angst)
Fucking idiot - (fluff)
Different - (fluff)
Dinner - (fluff) - pt.1
Eat me - (smut) - pt.2
Stronger - (fluff)
Vinsmoke Sanji
Oh boy - (fluff) - pt.1
A date ?! - (fluff) - pt.2
Confettis - (fluff)
Me ? - (fluff)
Princes - (fluff)
I'll peel every tangerine for you - (fluff)
Twitch streamer - (fluff)
Bonus
How they take it - (smut)
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–SPIDER-MAN (TOM HOLLAND)
Peter Parker
Next time I’ll answer for you - (smut)
Unlucky days are not so bad - (smut)
No one would know - (smut)
Moon - (smut)
Can I hold your hand ? - (fluff)
Ever heard of privacy? - (fluff)
My son !? - (smut)
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–STRANGER THINGS
Eddie Munson
1985 - (fluff)
In your arms - (fluff)
Summer of 85 - (fluff) - pt.1
Man crush - (fluff) - pt.2
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–THE AMAZING SPIDERMAN (ANDREW GARFIELD)
Peter Parker
Some people are gay, Steven - (fluff)
There’s no happy ending possible - (angst)
I wanna thank myself for always having my back - (fluff)
Hit “send” - (fluff)
The suit stays on - (smut)
First time - (smut)
Did you know I love lizards - (fluff) - pt.1
Man, I love lizards - (fluff) - pt.2
Closed door - (smut)
Blind - (angst)
I wasn't here - (angst) - pt.1
I never lost hope - (fluff) - pt.2
All about the angle - (fluff)
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–TIMEWASTERS
Ralph
The dance - (angst)
Secrecy - (fluff)
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–UNDER THE SILVER LAKE
Sam
Is it a good idea ? Depends. - (fluff)
Helping hand - (smut)
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–VENOM
I will not write nsfw for any of them.
Eddie Brock (+ Venom)
This is killing me - (fluff)
Spider on thin fuckin’ ice - (crack)
Two losers are worth more than one - (fluff)
Alien - (fluff) - pt.1
The second beer - (fluff) - pt.2
Salt lamp - (fluff)
Pinky promise - (fluff)
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