#aib x reader

Chishiya isn’t soft, he’s a very calm. He’s thoughful, careful, we all know that he thinks of every details before doing anything. So he though.

When you started to grow close, he still doesnt knwo how it happened tho, things started to get a bit more complicated for him…

You two first decided to form some kind of alliance. In this crazy world it’s better to have smart allies. You both wanted to steal the cards for yourself and for that two big brains were better than one. Plus, he already had the trust of the hatters somehow.

But why, day after day, while you went to play your game on your own, he started to worry ? why couldnt he just play his game, prepares his plans and think about it rationally ? When you werent with him, a part of his mind was always wondering how you were, where you were.

Warning: 18+, generally sexual content, mention of choking, mentions of underwear stealing, gender neutral reader, mentions of rough sex, cumplay, dominant! Niragi, mentions of masturbation, mentions of oral (receiving and giving), mentions of shooting, mentions of physical violence, mentions of death, restriction, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, mentions of punishment, sex toys, BDSM-like sex toys, mention of a threesome, mention of voyeurism, angry sex, mentions of public sex, profanity, sexual experimentation, praise.

I’ve tried to include all potentially sensitive material in the warning list, but if you feel as if I’ve missed any, please let me know!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

• He’ll either date someone who is his polar opposite or his exact double.
• So regarding that, if you’re shy, reserved and soft, Niragi will usually always provide you with aftercare, even if only a little - like a bath, or something.
• However, if you’re on par with his ride-or-die lifestyle, he’ll expect you to be capable of cleaning yourself up since you’ll bear some semblance of physical resilience.
• Regardless of your personality, however, if Niragi’s been more rough with you than usual, he’ll provide aftercare and will treat you delicately.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

• Favourite body part of his: his tongue piercing. He likes watching you shiver as he licks a stripe up your chest, the piercing digging into your skin as he does so.
• Favourite body part of yours: your throat. He loves biting and sucking on it, as well as choking you on occasion.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

• If he’s feeling more adventurous, he’ll definitely play with it.
• Loves seeing you covered in not only his, but your cum, too. He feels a sense of achievement knowing that he made you this way.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

• When you’re not around, he’ll steal a pair of your underwear (used) and use it to get himself off. He won’t wash them afterwards, either. In fact, he’ll put them back in your clothes drawer and wait for you to find them, only to creep up behind you and whisper, “Do you see how much I missed you while you were gone?”

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

• Moderately experienced.
• Very few people have had the courage (or ignorance) to sleep with Niragi after he established himself as a militant - and a dangerous one at that.
• Prior to that, I can see him having maybe one or two partners, though only having slept with them a handful of times each.
• However, Niragi is confident enough in himself that he makes everything he does seem purposeful.
• So even if he made a mistake, or something didn’t go as planned in the bedroom, he’d ignore it or just style it out so you never notice.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

• Everything and anything.
• Niragi’s sole intentions during sex are to show you who you belong to and making you feel good in the process.
• He’s pretty open-minded so he’ll try anything.
• But don’t you dare think about asking him directly; he decides what you’ll be doing in the bedroom. Instead, you should try dropping hints so to make it seem like it was his idea to try something new to begin with - so that he feels as if he’s in control.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

• Rarely serious when having sex.
• When he is serious, it’s either because he nearly lost you or you’ve done something to seriously upset him, in which case he will only show his rawest emotions (usually anger) and has no time to make light of such dire situations.
• However, most of the time, he’s up for a good laugh and will keep the atmosphere light.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

• Doesn’t trim very regularly at all, what with his manic lifestyle and such.
• So when he does trim, he cuts his hair as short as he can, so you’ll either catch him completely trimmed or full-on bushing. 
• And given he has no set time than he does this, you literally have no idea when you’ll have a face-full of hair next time you blow him.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

• If he’s showing you how much he loves you (usually if you nearly died during a game), he’ll be romantic in the sense that he’ll tell you he loves you. But only once.
• He thinks that saying it over and over cheapens it, so telling you a single time is his way of conveying just how much you mean to him.
• Will maintain eye contact if your position will allow. He loves seeing your face change every time he touches you in ways that have your body spasming.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

• As I said before, he definitely steals your underwear to masturbate with when you’re not around to attend to his needs.
• Does this privately.
• Although he wants everyone to know that he owns you, he needs to keep his composure.
• Will usually have a session in your shared bedroom. Or, if he really can’t wait, in a secluded area of the Beach. And if someone sees him, he’ll shoot them. Can’t have his secret getting out.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

• Overstimulation, restriction, choking, and edging.
• Very kinky man.
• Usually, if he’s punishing you for something or feeling particularly dominant that day, he’ll edge you for a good while, pulling you into a false sense of security before denying you of your orgasm.
• Then, after you plead and beg with him to just let you cum, he won’t stop.
• He’ll just keep pounding into you, your cries music to his ears as he coaxes your fifth orgasm out of hiding.
• He’ll also lightly choke you as he does this, bending down and muttering something like, “What? Is this not what you wanted? Well, you should have though about that before begging me to ruin you.”
• He also likes pinning your arms beside your head with his hands because it shows you how strong he is.
• He also likes tying your wrists tightly together with robins (noting too harsh) if he’s in a position where he can’t restrict you with his own hands.
• He loves seeing you defenseless and at his mercy. It’s the only way he’d ever want to see you; dependent and reliant on him and him alone.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

• Somewhere private. Not that Niragi’s shy; he just doesn’t want anyone seeing you so vulnerable. You’re for his eyes only.
• Usually, he’ll have you in the bedroom because he knows all his toys are there.
• And it grants him the privacy to take his time with you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

• Situations where Niragi gets jealous, angry or sad tend to get him going. Though all for different reasons.
• If he’s jealous, he gets hard at the thought of showing you who’s boss.
• If he’s angry, he gets off on the fact that you have no choice but to be his fuck-pillow for the next few hours.
• If he’s sad, he gets off on the thought of showing you how much he loves you, taking his time and making sure your thoughts are on him and him alone.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

• Would NEVER agree to a threesome or anything voyeuristic.
• Your body belongs to him, and if anyone else was to lay their eyes on it, he wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet in their leg.
• His turn-off would be you being annoying: so pestering, nagging or belittling him.
• Doing any of these things is enough to make him go limp within minutes.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

• Likes to give and receive.
• He enjoys surprise blowjobs. A lot.
• He loves it when you come and find him and just blow him while he’s on patrol.
• It makes him feel powerful, as well as loved. He also secretly enjoys the thought that someone could catch you at any moment and there’s nothing you or them can do about it.
• He doesn’t mind people catching him while you’re still fully clothed. But if he’s performing oral on you and someone catches you, he’ll go mental.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

• Niragi is always fast. He likes seeing how many times he can make you cum until you submit to your exhaustion and fall asleep.
• This stems from his near endless supply of anger he has stored away, and he often burns it up by slamming you into the mattress (even when he’s not angry at you).
• Even when he’s being serious, he’ll mistake his feelings of sadness or regret as anger since that’s mostly all he’s ever knows since a young age.
• But when he isserious, he will consciously try to slow down and take his time with you, kissing you and caressing you more than usual.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

• Not his favourite thing in the world since he enjoys experimenting on you, but if he really needs to get off and neither of you have time to go for a long round, he’ll take you against a wall in a desolate area of the Beach.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

• Niragi doesn’t give risk an opportunity to be a part of his routine.
• While he isup to experiment, he’s confident enough in himself that you can handle whatever savage method he employs next or that he can stop before you get hurt.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

• Given that he’s quite fast, from your perspective he doesn’t last long. However, he can last a while if he’s feeling very experimental (basically, if he’s edging you). He can stave off his own high just to deprive you of yours, too.
• As for rounds, he can go for about three, minimum (considering he’s had enough sleep and isn’t too exerted from the day’s activities). Maximum, I’d say five. But that’s if he’s really pushing himself or trying to prove a point.

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

• He definitely uses BDSM-esque toys.
• Anything he can use to make you feel how he thinks you should be feeling.
• So he’s up for using anything, really.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

• He’s only ever unfair when he’s edging you, and he can either be doing this teasingly or seriously depending on his mood.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

• Isn’t afraid to be vocal.
• He wants you to be vocal, too.
• Definitely a moaner. Though I can see him grunting on occasion.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

• He likes to praise you after a particularly long few rounds.
• Even if you’re asleep, he’ll whisper into your hair how proud he is of you and how you did so well.
• Will cuddle you in bed for a long time the morning after.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

• Long and slender, though not to the point he looks like a string bean.
• He’s girthy enough that you’ll feel a delicious burn as he pushes into you, leaving you breathless and pushing back onto his cock.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

• Very high sex drive.
• 5 out of the 7 days in a week are filled with sex. The two that aren’t are usually game nights or Niragi’s turn to patrol the beach. And even then, he’ll find a way to fit a quickie or a blowjob in.
• He just loves you so much, and the fact that you can keep up with his pace makes him want to have sex with you even more.
• The only reason he doesn’t is because there aren’t enough hours in the day.
• Honestly, he would enjoy having a full day where you never left the bed, just non-stop sex for hours on end with you almost crying beneath him as he overstimulates you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

• He exerts himself during his sessions with you, but he’ll maintain what little energy he has left to try and care for you afterwards.
• But more often than not, he’ll just wrap himself around you and fall asleep minutes later.

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— tired diamond

chishiya x gn!reader

genre: angst, comfort

warnings: swearing, blood, death, killing, guns, probably ooc chishiya, chishiya feels emotions wow!!! /hj aib stuff

synopsis: it isn’t a game of russian roulette that you expected to be faced with when tagging along with chishiya to refill your visas. it isn’t a game of death based on luck that you expected to join with chishiya. alas. you did.

author’s note: aib season two celebratory post /j i’m writing this at almost 2am i’m rly tired so sorry for any mistakes and/or typos i love chishiya btw

The game of Russian Roulette was a simple game. And a well known one, at that. Perhaps because it was so simple.

Sodeadly.

“The practice of loading a bullet into one chamber of a revolver, spinning the cylinder, and then pulling the trigger while pointing the gun at one’s own head.” a boy said very fast and very nervously. You and Chishiya both raised your eyebrows and the boy gulped, “A-According to Oxford Languages dictionary, which is basically the first source of any definition you’ll search on internet—”

“We know.” a girl said before Chishiya could get those exact same words out with a much calmer tone of voice. Even just from this remark, you could tell how annoyed the girl was, and thus, took it out by speaking passive-aggressively. An understandable manner of releasing your anger and anxiety, sure. One of many, perhaps the most commonly used. Chishiya chuckled like he could read your mind and you shared a knowing glance before turning your attention back to the revolver sitting in the middle of the table.

The gun had a bell glass on top of it, making it seem like some sort of piece of art in a museum. The table the ten players sat around was a large, long table with fancy decorations and nothing but a knife and a wine glass filled with water for each person sitting around it. The room was also very fancy-looking, adorned with actual artworks— paintings and sculptures and beautiful, old tapestries on its walls. Your fingers drummed on the surface of the table casually, as if everyone hadn’t been avoiding any movement towards any object in the room in case it would kill them.

Chishiya smiled in amusement at how casual you were. As usual. Perhaps your own way of trying to ignore your anxiety and fear and stress. Or perhaps because you were relaxed in the midst of it all— Which wouldn’t entirely surprise him, either. He couldn’t tell, despite knowing you for a good while, now. You were either really good at hiding your anxiety, or just chill. But anyways.

He sighed and looked away, tired. Maybe he should’ve gotten more sleep. Sleep before a game was supposed to be important. But he didn’t usually sleep much.

“Sorry, he’s talkative when he’s nervous.” a girl explained next to the walking-dictionary next to her. You and Chishiya nodded in understanding, while the annoyed girl shook her head in annoyance and clicked her tongue with a scoff. “Anyways, I’m sure you all know the game, right?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t.” someone said, holding up their hand. It was a girl with an outfit that made you wonder if she’d just left her bed after a comfortable nap. You raised your eyebrows. “What is it exactly? I got what the guy said, but I don’t get it.”

“You put the gun to your head with only one round.” you said, making a gun gesture with your hand and holding it up to the side of your own head. Then you made a “pew” sound and lifted your hand, before resting it on the table. “It’s a game of chance. Either it’s empty, either it kills you.”

That’s right. That’s the detail Chishiya, ace of Diamonds, missed. He spent the entire time of the first round of the game wondering why on Earth the game was a seven of diamonds and not of heart. Every time the gun sounded around the room, very slowly emptying the eight available bullets on the table, Chishiya sunk deeper into his chair, thumb slowly coming up to his lip as he bit on his nail in thought. There were eight bullets for ten people, which meant two people could come out alive. Probably. It was the logical explanation for it, and logic was the core of Diamonds games. But why was the deadly game of Russian Roulette with only players who knew each other not a game of Hearts? He couldn’t be sure he, or you, or anyone could make it out alive because despite there being two spots available for winners, it was still luck above anything else. How could a game of luck be classified Diamonds?

Diamonds. A game of intelligence.

He watched as you grabbed the gun casually, and his eyes widened. “[name], wait, don’t shoot.” he said hurriedly, but when you turned to look at him, you’d already pressed the trigger with the muzzle to your temple. His eyes widened in fear, a feeling he rarely felt due to him forcing it away. Fear. Absolute fear that rendered him speechless and frozen in place.

The key to the game was that nothing specified that you had to shoot your head. Russian Roulette was a game played while pointing the gun to your head— Typically. But if the rules only said “shoot the gun towards yourself”, it meant it could be anywhere from your head to the tip of your toes. That meant that the game was to empty the eight bullets, and not surviving a shot to the head as he originally, dumbly, idiotically, pathetically thought. It was a small detail, but now it was like a big, bright neon sign in front of him, mocking him for taking too long to notice it.

The ace of Diamonds? Yeah, he was definitely a fucking ace. Fucking up this badly was something he wasn’t used to— And caring so much about someone that caring about fucking up came after worrying about their wellbeing was even more unfamiliar. He hated it. He hated it because he was frozen and he didn’t know what to do. Everything was going to be his fault and usually that would be fine but he knew the moment your finger pressed the trigger and he failed to tell you what he realized at the right time that he would lose sleep over this. His reaching hand trembled.

He sat on the chair as the familiar robotic voice sounded the end of the game. He stared blankly at the splattered blood all around the table, at the corpses on the other seats. He bit the inside of his bottom lip with harsh force. He hadn’t felt the burning in his throat that usually came before crying in a very, very long time. He hated that he’d felt it for even just a few seconds.

You laughed beside him and got up. “What’s up? Did you really think I was gonna die?” you said, lightly pushing his shoulder, “Come on, now.”

“Don’t try to brag. You know you only got lucky.” he said calmly, before looking up at you. He smiled as he usually did. “If you did die because you were dumb enough not to understand, it wouldn’t be any of my concern.”

“Says who?” you said, “You’re the one supposed to understand the games better than anyone else. Especially Diamonds ones.”

He remained silent, fingers toying with his bottom lip. You scoffed and shook his shoulders before pulling him up. Before he could even say anything, you wrapped your arms around him. “It’s okay, I know you were fucking scared. So was I.”

“Iwasn’t.” he said, not moving away, “Besides, the problem doesn’t lie here. The problem is that it took me this long to understand what was up with the rules of the game. I focused too much on the fact that two players could win and that it wasn’t fitting— I wasn’t focused enough, not on the right things. It could’ve cost us our lives.”

“Even geniuses have moments of weakness.” you said monotonously, but genuinely. “And this wasn’t even weakness. This was just a miss. It happens to everyone. Even you. Besides, you haven’t slept in way too long.”

He sighed, still annoyed, but still not pushing you away. “Let’s go back. I’m tired.” he said, setting a hand on your shoulder to move away, but only turning so you’d walk side by side. “This was a pain.”

You chuckled besides him and walked away from the bloodbath of the game.