So of course this was my sole thought. Just tape your burnt sausage to the wall and relax with a bottle and some television.
Oh he would definitely need to tape that mouth shut
You know he’d have WORDS
Maybe he had to stop himself because he was afraid he’d tape his whole head and kill the failed s’mores
7/10 would find this kinky and be vocal about that too
If Niragi overshot his sentence allowance for the night Aguni just wraps his burnt marshmallow head up like Niragi did for Arisu in that one scene. Then leaves him there for the night, maybe comes over once to feed him one(1) blueberry.
Using tongs, of course. Niragi is a rabid dog and will snap at someone’s fingers clean off.
@a-simp-20 I am, first and foremost, an absolute buffoon. A clown. A Dumbass Supreme With Cheese. It is my job—nay, my privilege—to be as goofy as possible at all times. It’s woven into my DNA, it runs through my veins; I can’t turn it off, and more importantly, I don’t want to. So always expect bullshit from me. It’s my joie de vivre. My calling.
#🂡🌿 #i like these words magic man- #and no don't ask why i immediately imagined hatter sitting in an oversized replica of those nacho boats #with little meat sprinkles and green peppies and a fuckton of cheese #alice in borderland #aib
Okay okay, listen. Imagine them being superheros/villains.
So Arisu, Karube, Chota, and Shibuki are regular adults doing normal adult things, nothing changes about that. Shibuki is a part of this because she can, she’s just pals with a group of dudes and doesn’t mind it at all because they’re all genuinely good people.
Anyways, because life wanted to fuck with them, something happens. Maybe it was a shady guy giving them weird drinks or jewelry or whatever, maybe it was a freak accident that gave them powers. Whatever the cause was, they receive powers out of their control at first and are now tasked with using said powers for the greater good of humanity.
Why? Well the city they’ve lived in all their lives has been terrorized by a villainous group, or maybe separate villains that just so happen to be in the area. Either way, the group is tasked with protecting the city or else terrible things will continue to happen. The city was already being protected by one group of heroes, but the villains are getting more and more frisky and dangerous.
what is it about this guy that makes people think:
“outerwear……..but no shirt. his sternum must be cold at all times. but his shoulders? no no we can protect those from the elements.”
what does it mean??? what does it all mean???
#listen. listen. i am not complaining. not even close. #its just...its a choice yknow? #a.....a really good choice. but a choice nonetheless. #y'all tryna get me to thirst in public i know you are #alice in borderland #hatter gonna hat
Genre: Crack. Somehow even worse (better?) than the last one. They’re really going for it now.
AKA Part 2 of Hair Day. It’s just gotten way more weirder than ever, and it was just on my mind the entire time. Just…. ’ How far would these two get?’
Well apparently it meant stealing each other’s clothes and being them for a day. There were probably a whole lot more interactions I could have done for the day, but alas.
Niragi watches as Chishiya approaches him, carrying a bag in his left hand. Since two days ago, Niragi’s been keeping an eye on the man as Chishiya went around with his old hairstyle, his own still delightfully bleached blond and kept in the same style as Chishiya’s usual hair. People still did double takes upon seeing him, and maybe it held true for Chishiya as well, but Niragi didn’t care what anyone thought of the sudden change. All he cared about was making sure Chishiya didn’t go ahead and re-dye his hair so soon, keeping a careful eye on him.
Sure, it was a little stalkerish, but it was for a good reason.
Chishiya dumps the bag at Niragi’s feet, Niragi looking down to look at the small opening the bag allowed. “ What’s this?”
“ Well if you’re going to steal my hair, I might as well steal your life for a day.” Chishiya briefly explains, and he walks away without any further explanation, Niragi raising an eyebrow. He kneels down and opens the opaque bag some more, his lips curling at the white mass chilling inside.
“ Is this a joke…?” Niragi reaches in and pulls out the outfit, recognizing it as Chishiya’s favourite jacket, or at the very least copy of it, as well as swimming shorts that matched Chishiya’s. Niragi looks back towards where Chishiya had disappeared towards, and scoffs. “ So be it then.”
He puts the clothes back inside the bag and stands up, taking it and heading back up to his room. He starts stripping once he gets inside, unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it aside. Next came his shoes and pants, and he pulls out the two articles of clothing back out of the bag. There were sandals included inside, Niragi leaving those for last as he slips on the shorts. They were somehow a perfect fit on him, not at all as small as Niragi was expecting them to be. “ So the mayo man got me accurately fitting clothing, hm?” Niragi pulls on the jacket and quickly retracts his earlier statement, staring at his exposed wrist. Curse him for not bothering to get a proper jacket for him.
Still, Niragi wasn’t about to back down from the supposed life swap challenge, slipping on the other sleeve and zipping it up. It definitely was just some spare jacket, the bottom barely meeting with the shorts with his arms extending outwards. Niragi drops his arms and tugs the jacket down as far as he could before moving to the sandals and sliding them on. They were also about the correct size, if not just slightly smaller but still manageable. Humming, Niragi walks around to make sure, catching sight of his rifle.
“ Well…. as much as I’d like to….” Niragi sighs, and tucks the thing into his bed. “ If Chishiya wants whatever this weird role-play shit, then he’s gonna get it.”
Niragi spots Chishiya by the militants a few minutes later, a few loudly questioning and gesturing to Chishiya. Or, from the back, a much smaller him. Niragi couldn’t help but snort at the obvious sheer size of his shirt on Chishiya’s much smaller frame, or the fact that Chishiya was toting around a massive super soaker instead of the real deal, as if he was still semi-aware that he could be killed despite taking on Niragi’s aesthetics.
Niragi didn’t think this was much of a punishment for his hair thievery in the slightest, sauntering away. Just his face still kept people from coming too close, and the talk about him was near pleasurable for him. His reputation continues to precede him at least.
“ Hey! You, slow down, geez-“ A female voice catches Niragi’s attention, and he turns his head to see that lady Chishiya was occasionally by every so often, although Niragi didn’t bother with her too much, down to her name. She catches up to him, her eyes quickly scanning him before she lets out a sigh. “ I really can’t believe you agreed.”
“ Yeah? What’s it to you, huh?”
The lady folds her arms, letting out a sigh and chews on the stick hanging out of her mouth for a bit. Niragi was about to turn and leave her there when her hand reaches out and grabs him by the shoulder, Niragi whipping around and slapping the hand off. She recoils, but otherwise was unperturbed, looking at him with a hint of displeasure. “ Okay listen. Chishiya told me that since you stole his hair he was going to….. apparently take over a day of just being you, saying that…” She pauses. “ Well, that’s not important right now. What is important is to ’sell’ this, is that I have to follow you.”
Niragi blinks, raising his eyebrow and unconsciously flicking his tongue across his lips, leaning onto one leg. “ Why, does the toilet bowl not trust me?”
“ I wouldn’t trust you with a barrel of green tea left in your care, so you can figure out what Chishiya’s opinion is. Look, we can do this peacefully, no violence required, okay?” She extends a hand as if it were a peace offering, Niragi staring down at the hand.
“ Yeah, uh….. no. I do what I want, cinnamon stick.” He turns and walks away, said cinnamon stick’s footsteps coming up behind him.
“ Rude, but I really can’t expect anything else from you, wig snatcher.”
Niragi ignores her, although he didn’t bother to push her away today either. She was at least mindful of their positions, and kept her distance as she should.
It wasn’t long until she invited him to at least watch a movie with her, Niragi agreeing since he was technically absolved from doing his patrols for the day.
( Niragi wasn’t allowed to in any way touch her, and the one time he tried he got his toes crushed by her foot, so he had to behave the rest of the movie. Not worth it, in his opinion.)
Even at the meeting nobody really mentioned the sudden switch, although Niragi swore he thought he saw Mira’s smile become a little wider, and her eyes glitter in interest at the two. Hatter had to do a double take at the two, before sidetracking into what they were up to this time. Chishiya, surprisingly enough, just sticks his tongue out at Hatter like Niragi would’ve done, and Niragi had to suppress a laugh when he caught a glimpse of a stain on Chishiya’s tongue.
“ Oh my fucking goodness, did you seriously eat a fruit roll-up with those tongue tattoos before this?!” Niragi howls, bursting into uncontrolled laughter. Chishiya slips his tongue back in and just smirks. Aguni shakes his head slowly, pinching the bridge of his nose, Hatter just watching and waiting with amusement.
It takes a while before Niragi finally reins in his laugh, and that was only because one of Hatter’s pretty boy kimono men handed him water to calm the fuck down. Hatter grins, clapping his hands together.
“ Well, either way, this is an absolute rollercoaster that we’re all seeing today, aren’t we. One day I’m greeted with a hair swap, and the next you two are becoming each other! Aren’t you just… two peas in a pod?”
“ Tch, no. I’d rather burn.”
Chishiya glances at Niragi for a second, his lips curling ever so slightly in disgust. “ Not to be rude, but I decline that as well. I’d rather be shot instead. This is merely payback.”
“… How though.” Aguni questions. Chishiya turns his attention to the man, and leans back casually.
“ Because it leaves him practically defenceless in order to be me. Me, on the other hand….” Chishiya gestures to the super soaker lain on the table. “ Have temporary access. Even if this is merely a substitute.”
“ I will strangle you in your sleep anyways, you naked chicken nugget.”
Chishiya doesn’t react to the threat, Niragi glaring at him. Hatter looks between the two of them, then smacks his hand against the table a few times to get the meeting back to focus on him.
“ Like I said last time, grab a martini or something you two. Now, as much as I love a good drama and an enemies to lovers trope, we have to get back to real matters-“
Niragi huffs, leaning back slightly as Hatter starts his usual spiel. His glances couldn’t help but look towards Chishiya every so often, just glaring him down. Occasionally he’d lock eyes with him, Niragi smirking and miming random ways that Niragi could murder him with his bare hands.
If anyone else was watching their little act, they certainly didn’t bring it up. At the very least it kept Niragi occupied long enough.
The moment it was done, Hatter simply watches the two leave the meeting with a little more haste than he’s ever seen, and he leans towards Aguni. “ Think they’re gonna fuck it out with a nice martini?”
Genre: Crack. Just more of Chishiya and Niragi being little shits to each other.
Part 2 of Lego Floor, as by popular demand. But Chishiya is a little toilet paper roll onion who won’t take his punishment and stay still.
The next morning, Chishiya had awoken to the feeling of something- No, someone, sitting directly on his legs. He doesn’t shift at all, just in case whoever decided to squash him was about to do something he wasn’t about to be fond of once he revealed his consciousness to them. Instead he lays there in perfect still silence, keeping his breath controlled to not alert the intruder.
The silence was instead replaced by the soft clicking of something, and Chishiya carefully opens an eye to get a glimpse of just who thought it was a great idea to sit on him. The brief sight of black honed him in on his answer immediately, Chishiya staring at Niragi quietly sitting there, legs crossed and holding what obviously seemed to be the Legos that Chishiya left last night. The Legos were pieced together though instead of being an individual floor death trap, in a shape Chishiya couldn’t tell was supposed to be as a result.
Niragi didn’t seem to have noticed him at all, occasionally setting the object down next to his gun and leaning over to rustle in what sounded like the rest of the Legos as he searched for a new piece to add to his clusterfuck. Chishiya shifts his left leg a little, noting how it was just loose enough for him to move before Niragi applied his weight right back to his tibia.
Poor guy! I suck at legos but I’d try real hard to help!
#why was niragi's first thought after stepping on legos to build a dragon? i dunno that was just what came up #nothing better like making the person who lego'd you have to build with the weapons that they used #.... okay maybe niragi was going to like.... handcuff chishiya to a pole so they could build the dragon- #niragi just wants his dragon- #aib #alice in borderland #aib fanfic #alice in borderland fanfic #chishiya shuntaro#niragi suguru