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Chishiya Shuntaro - Blog Posts
Uhm.. I'm in a mall if that helps. But I don't know which mall I'm in. I just went into a nearby mall to be safe. And yeah I'm somewhere in Shibuya... I think. I can't tell..
I-If you want, I can go outside so that you can see me!
- IO (;ŏ﹏ŏ)
This one time Chishiya told me he had multiple side accounts on tumblr and I was confused about why he suddenly told me that in the middle of a life or death game where we could get our heads blown up. So now I'm here 🙂
- IO 💓
Don't worry, it's alright! I'm sure he's just worried.
Hi Kuina! I really hope we can get along as well as you get along with Chishiya!
- IO 💓
This one time Chishiya told me he had multiple side accounts on tumblr and I was confused about why he suddenly told me that in the middle of a life or death game where we could get our heads blown up. So now I'm here 🙂
- IO 💓
Hi, Chishiya!!!
I was and am lost. I don't know where I am :(
- IO 💓
This one time Chishiya told me he had multiple side accounts on tumblr and I was confused about why he suddenly told me that in the middle of a life or death game where we could get our heads blown up. So now I'm here 🙂
- IO 💓
Arisu: Can you keep a secret?
Chishiya: Do you know anything about my life?
Arisu: No I do not. Good point
Chishiya: Arisu, fuck off.
Chishiya: And by "fuck off" I mean "fuck off right back here and listen", you insufferable prick.
Chishiya: Arisu is too tall for me to kiss them on the lips. What should I do?
Usagi: Punch them in the stomach. Then, when they double over in pain, kiss them.
Ann: Tackle them!
Kuina: Dump them.
Aguni: Kick them in the shin!
Arisu: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!!
Arisu: *shoves their hand in the slot of a toaster*
Chishiya: …
Arisu: …I get confused sometimes.
Chishiya: Me too.
Arisu: *Gently taps table*
Chishiya: *Taps back*
Usagi: What are they doing?
Kuina: Morse code.
Arisu: *Aggressively taps table*
Chishiya: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-
Chishiya: What are you doing here?
Arisu: I could ask you the same question.
Chishiya: I live here. This is my house.
Arisu: I should probably ask you a different question.
FIC IS OUT !!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63544828
^ its pretty short but uh whatever whoopsie daisies you can keep this in mind while you read if you want :)) v
"those eyes of yours piss me off, its so condescending" so like niragi theres this river in egypt, i dont know if youve ever heard of it... its called de nile!! now say that real slow.
upcoming actually somewhat positive fic teaser art
the scribbles lowkey distorted his side profile but anyways um i love soft niragi pls follow me on ao3 for super amazing nirashiya posts oki bai
nono, you like chishiya because you see him as your smart little cinnamon roll, i like chishiya because he's a humanity-lacking, empty, selfish, pathetic asshole who lacks the ability to converse with and understand others so badly he feels practically nothing. i like chishiya because he's so fucking apathetic he doesn't even care that he might die- not because he's a 'chill guy' but because he is SO disinterested in life he doesn't see the value in living. i like chishiya because hes jealous of people who try hard because he knows damn well he could never be as human as them, because he knows there's something wrong with him. we are not the same tiktok chishiya fans. nono, you like niragi because you see him as your hot aggressive crime committer, i like niragi because he's been so traumatized by the things others have done to him he's become the thing he hates in a desperate attempt to feel like he deserved everything he went through. i like niragi because he puts up the facade of being all confident and mighty, drowning himself in the power he forces other people to give him with the goal of seeming less emotional and voiding himself of potential weak spots. we are not the same tiktok niragi fans.
chishiya, arisu, and niragi - their effects on me as someone who experienced severe depression
chishiya’s little confession to arisu always fucking gets me. call me selfish little shit all you want but i relate to him, niragi, and arisu so much. that realization and my connection to these three led to the alteration of my brain chemistry that literally ended up saving me from committing suicide.
because he was actually so fucking real i don’t care what you guys say. i lived so much of my life depressed wondering what the fuck was wrong with me (being autistic and having emotionally abusive & neglectful parents did NOT help with this), and hearing him talk about being small-minded and jealous and being always afraid just hit home. i was so jealous of everyone around me who just hit every little thing in life like it was a home run because when you become depressed at 8 and it doesn’t go away for a LONG time you start to be so fucking pissed about people who celebrate their every move. i pitied it but in reality i was just jealous because they all had that little life in them, that HUMANITY that i never experienced.
niragis whole character hit home like crazy for me. because of my inability to fit in with others i was bullied a lot by my classmates and picked on for what felt like no reason at all. i was, of course, jealous (which i refused to admit) and it drove me insane. i started to become the person i never wanted to be because the hatred drove me so fucking crazy i started to think i either had something seriously wrong with me or they made something seriously wrong with me and either way i was going to revel in it because there would be no fixing for someone like me. niragi hit extremely hard for me during this time, call me psychopath or whatever the fuck but i seriously related so much. he was just like me and it was comforting because even though he was so terrible it made me feel less alone.
finally, ep 8 of s2 when it was flashing back to his father asking him what his purpose in life was with that DEPRESSING ASS SONG in the background while he sobbed saying he doesn’t deserve to live broke me. that was the last fucking straw. all my selfishness and jealousy and anger and HATRED for everyone else just crumbled down on me and i didn’t want to live anymore because i felt like a selfish waste of space. it hurt and it hurt BAD. it was like somebody just took a knife, stabbed me straight in the heart a twisted a full 360.
these were very relatable characters for me, and i know i seem like an asshole for it, i don’t care. thats what real mental illness and effects of neglect / bullying / discouragement / everything looks like. they genuinely make me sob every time i see them because they’re actually me i see them and suddenly im that same scared little boy again. to this day those fireworks are STILL my favorite thing in the world and they mean everything to me. that was the scene that convinced me not to do it.
“god, you’re so pretentious.” niragi retorts, shifting to elbow-butt the blonde to the side. the action is clearly playful, yet there’s a hint of genuineness in the shove- despite his sudden, rare sweetness, niragi still has half a mind to play a sort of deceitful game with him. honesty is typically NEVER fun for the raven; unless he gets a little entertainment out of it, of course..
seriously, what a stubborn, stubborn man.
“is that so?” chishiya’s back to his side now. well, not COMPLETELY to his side, but they’re pretty damn tight. niragi’s just a head turn away. there’s a faint smirk growing on his face, mischievous and condescending. “i think you like that.” niragi scoffs, turning sharp to face him with a hard thump of his feet ricocheting throughout the empty hallway. his knuckles fold around the chest of chishiya’s jacket- it’s not as much as he hopes for, but it’s a start. a tempting, curious promise.
“you know, you shouldn’t wear your proclaimed OBNOXIOUSNESS like a badge of honor.”
chishiya’s ‘faint smirk’ has curled into an involuntary grin, just barely shuffling himself further into niragi’s grasp. a cold hand lifts up to slink around one of the raven’s wrists and niragi swears there’s a soft burn where his palm rests. he stares possessively down at him.
“if it’s proclaimed by you? ill take it with pleasure.”
the words slide off his lips with that stupid, smug smile he prides himself on. niragi’s vaguely OFFENDED, though, he understands the feeling of the blonde’s awfully cold hands against his is a rarity he’s not willing to risk losing with the threat that hangs on the tip of his tongue.
with an exasperated sigh, he swallows the cocky remark before he shifts his grip to chishiya’s hood, YANKING him down the corridor.
there’s other ways for him to put him in his place.
NIRASHIYA HEADCANONS !! (post-borderlands)
idc what yall say, niragi is so a little spoon, chishiya would come home from work and this man would JUMP onto him. he'd like fall asleep on his chest while chishiya's just trying to finally get some food in his system.
flirty asf x flirts once in a blue moon
chishiya practically purrs in his sleep and niragi can never get enough of it
acts of service + quality time x physical attention + P.D.A
they call eachother asshole in a loving way, 100%. they are the definition of sarcasm
prefers-staying-at-home-over-going-out chishiya and literally-cant-cook-anything-but-shin-ramen-but-still-tries niragi
niragi always makes fun of chishiya's height- he never really means it, he just likes to nag him (as usual..)
chishiya loves to play with niragi's hair. when hes all curled up in his lap hes fighting demons trying not to comb a few fingers through the dark, messy strands.
CONSTANTLY staring (with love) x “why are you staring…” (with fear / concern)
can’t live without coffee x can’t live without redbull (he was hoping it’d give him the wings when he fell off the beach roof /sar) (on that note coffee DEFINITELY stunted chishiya’s growth)
should i make more ? :3
fanart for @sharpsuite and their fic :) app ; clip studio paint brush(es) ; textured pen literally spent like 40 min trying to get chishiya's face right omg
fueling your guys brainrot w some chishiya art, once again straight from the math notes <3
does he even know hes alive
audience declares artist made man too silly, artist pleads who cares?