#kuina fic

[klaustozier]

kiss and make up ; kuina

SUMMARY: kuina is helping you do your makeup for a party, but in the end, you don't even end up going to the party.

warnings: kuina x fem!reader, kuina is taller and older, degradation kink, choking, praise kink, fingering, oral (on kuina), use of toys (on kuina), pet names

word count: 1,7k

this was a request, so i hope you like it.

english is not my first language, so i’m sorry for any mistakes.

enjoy!

Kuina was sitting on your lap, doing makeup for you to wear to the beach party later on. You had told Hikari that you wanted to wear makeup like hers so badly, but you couldn't do it, so the older one was ready to help.

"You look so beautiful with that makeup on", Kuina commented in a soft voice, gently running the holographic eyeshadow brush over your eyelids.

"Thanks", you replied, getting shy.

Kuina was extremely delicate and very attentive to detail. If you were honest, you didn't think she would sit on your lap, you sat on the edge of the bed thinking that would be the most comfortable place for the taller one to have access to your face, but she grabbed her makeup and sat on your lap. Not that you were complaining, you were just trying not to think about putting your hands on the brunette's waist.

"You have such beautiful eyes", praised Kuina, once again, her hands going down to her lap, stopping to put eyeliner on your eyes, evaluating if they looked alike, "It's easy to do makeup on someone who is quiet", she commented, "Chishiya won't stop."

You laughed, "Poor thing, Kuina, he is very active."

"Poor me", she mumbled, "He keeps talking and he's afraid I'm going to poke his eye out", she took the mascara out of her makeup bag and opened it, "Look up, please."

You complied, "You are so delicate."

Kuina smiled, her pretty little eyes going small, "I know! He is just a baby", she rolled her eyes.

You giggled again as you let the other put mascara on your eyes, your hands were resting on the sides of her legs, your thumbs making a soft and unnoticed caress on her calves.

Hikari put her mascara away and smiled at the result, "Hm…", she mumbled, looking at you, her thumb sliding across your bottom lip, making your eyes widen a little, "Your lips are so pretty, I think you don't even need lipstick."

"You are the artist, you can do whatever you want", you commented, very softly, your eyes staring at the brunette's lips.

Kuina smiled, "Whatever I want?", you nodded, "Ok then…"

The brunette leaned slowly towards you, looking at you carefully to see if you denied her advances, but when you didn't even move, just parted your lips, she kissed you. Her hands went to your hair, while your hands tightened on her waist.

You sighed, kissing the taller one's delicate lips, your tongues gliding carefully. The two had known each other for a long time, but nothing happened between them even with Chishiya making comments here and there. Both wanted to, but felt a little ashamed of doing something and the other didn't like it. When Kuina was invited to do your makeup, she knew she could do a test, she thought you were so beautiful and obviously she didn't need to stay on your lap to do your makeup, but no one would blame her for doing it.

Kuina's hands went to your breasts and squeezed them over the bikini you were wearing, receiving a moan and a sigh as your hands went up to her ass, squeezing it, pulling her closer.

"Kuina", you whispered as your bikini was pulled away for the other to pinch your nipples.

The brunette laughed softly, "Such a cutie", she whispered, returning to kiss you.

You had already kissed other people before, but Kuina was different, she was more sensual, she rubbed her tongue on yours calmly, pinching your nipples and rubbing her fingers on them, making your pussy throb.

One of the older woman's hands went to your neck and positioned itself there, pulling your lower lip between her teeth, "Chishiya told me that you like a few things…"

And without having to ask, Kuina squeezed your neck and kissed you again, receiving whimper from you while still playing with your erect nipples, loving the little sounds you were making.

"You're so fucking hot", she said stopping the kiss to watch you, your delicate makeup glistened under the light of the room, your pretty lips red and wet from the kiss and parted as you whined and whimpered having your nipples tortured like that while your neck was squeezed.

"Kuina", you moaned.

"Fuck… your whimper are so cute… such a hot little slut…", and she smirked, "And all mine…"

With a gentle request from Hikari, you laid down on the bed, laying your head on the pillows, with the other one on top of your body, returning to kiss you. The soft tongue licking yours, having your lips bitten and pulled.

Kuina opened the shorts you were wearing and slid her fingers inside your bikini, smirking, "All wet already", she whispered, her long fingers sliding over your wet, throbbing pussy, "Play with your titties for me, baby girl", she asked.

At the same time, you took your hands to your breasts while Kuina's fingers began to massage your delicate and hard clit, getting a soft whine from you that was soon swallowed by the older woman who kissed you. Hikari's free hand cupped your neck and squeezed the sides, her tongue rubbing yours as her fingers started to masturbate you.

A more desperate moan left your lips, that still devoured by the brunette, when you felt her fingers sink into you and begin to fuck you quickly, fingering you with desperation, making your body shiver.

"Such a tight little pussy", mocked Kuina, smirking, letting go of your neck only to be able to kiss and bite it, "And such a cute slut whine", she whispered against your neck, making you shiver.

Your body arched on the bed, your hands squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples as your neck was bitten and licked, you knew your skin was going get bruised and you didn't give a fuck having your pussy fucked so hard, Kuina's palm pressed against your clit, stimulating it non-stop.

Hikari's lips went down to your breasts, licking and sucking them as you held them together for her, her hand didn't stop its movements, feeling her fingers being pressed inside you, she could feel you throbbing to cum.

"Kuina", you purred, stroking the hair on the back of her neck, her ponytail falling over your body while she was still occupied on your breasts, "please."

"Cum for me, princess", the brunette smiled and went back to kissing you while keeping the rhythm of her fingers.

Your body arched on the bed, shivering gently as your mouth was devoured. Your breathing was hard and uneven, your pussy still being fucked until your hand gripped the older woman's wrist asking her to stop, your pussy was too sensitive to continue. Kuina took her fingers out of your shorts and looked at them smiling.

"So wet", she chuckled seeing how lubricated her fingers were, she took them to her lips and sucked them purring softly, "So sweet", and smiled maliciously, "Chishiya had mentioned that you were sweet, but I didn't think that it was like this."

"You have to stop talking about me", you said, feeling the shame consume you.

"No", and Kuina kissed you again.

The kiss was soft, both hands roamed the other's body without any shame, you squeezed Kuina's breasts before pushing her body onto the bed, sitting on her hips, kissing her again. Her blue bikini was pushed to the side and you lowered your face so you could suck them, your tongue slid over her delicate nipples receiving a soft moan while your hair was stroked.

"You're so hot", you whispered, lifting your eyes to hers as you sucked on her nipples.

Soon Kuina's shorts were taken off along with her bikini bottoms, you sighed and knelt down between her legs.

"Where's your toy?", you asked, Kuina looked at you with a raised eyebrow making you laugh, "Chishiya also tells me things."

"Fucking little gossiping bitch."

Hikari leaned over to her bedside table and handed you her clear resin dildo with a wavy body and a pink heart on the end. You took it and smiled lying on her body, licking the toy with your mouth close to hers, who soon understood what she was supposed to do and licked it too. Their tongues sliding over the smooth toy, tangling every now and then, drooling all over it.

The taller one's tongue was captured by yours and sucked, you kissed as the toy was taken to her pussy, sliding through the delicate folds before sinking it into her, receiving a soft moan and a squeeze on your shoulders.

 After giving her a few pecks, you slipped between her long legs and took a deep breath before licking her, your tongue pressing against the hard clit, sucking softly between your lips.

Kuina's moans were soft and delicate, one of her hands held your hair and her free hand pinched her nipple, rolling her hips against the toy and your lips.

"Oh, fuck", moaned Hiraki, pressing your face gently against her pussy.

You sighed leaving her delicate pussy all drooling, fucking her with the toy quickly, loving to hear the soft sounds she made. Your free hand gripped her thigh, squeezing the soft flesh, your nose resting gently on her pussy as you watched her moan and purr for you.

The delicate body trembled, "More… I want more… I want faster…", asked Kuina, completely lost with her own pleasure.

You obeyed quickly, accelerating the movements of your tongue and hand, going faster, sucking the delicate muscle with will, your hand moving quickly, tiring your shoulder, but you wouldn't stop, because you were loving hearing Kuina's moans getting higher and higher.

It wasn't long before she came, her body gently shuddering, her pussy being devoured and fucked as she was gently carried by her orgasm. Shortly after, you stopped your movements, taking the wet toy out of her, going up her body to kiss her, your tongue and hers tangling gently.

"I can't wait to tell Chishiya what we did", joked Kuina, making you roll your eyes.

"Two little gossiping bitches", you muttered, kissing her again, earning a soft chuckle from her.

The two spent the night together, they didn't even go to the party after all, Kuina even helped you take off your makeup so you could sleep with clean skin. The two held each other, exchanging light kisses before finally falling asleep.

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tags: @laylasbunbunny @saiewithakatana @hopelezzromanticsblog @crybabyyzey222

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[sassypantsjaxon]

Listen. I know most of the earlier one piece movies aren't really canon, but I am obsessed with the implications of Saga in the Cursed Holy Sword, because he really adds a layer to Zoro's relationships with his rivals.

Okay. First, there's Kuina. His first rival. The one he can never beat. The promise to become the greatest. Untouchable, indestructible, until she isn't. Wado Ichimonji.

Then there's Saga. His next rival. They're more equally balanced. They're both orphans. There's an understanding there. A more even footing that he didn't have with Kuina. A gifted short sword instead of an inherited katana.

And Sanji. The proof of Zoro's rule of three. Twice over, in fact, third rival, third son. Never gives Zoro an inch in a fight, but doesn't hesitate to give him food afterwards. He doesn't fight with a sword, so there's no blade shared between them. Instead there's a much heavier promise.

Kuina dies. Saga dies. Both so close to Zoro, and he couldn't even do anything. Of course Zoro's worried when Sanji boards the sea train by himself. Of course he pushes Sanji out of the way at Thriller Bark. Of course he's angry with Sanji when he runs off to Whole Cake.

Zoro's already mourned his first two best friends rivals. Does he really have to go through that again?

Maybe Kuina wouldn't have fallen if Zoro had never asked her to fight him. Maybe if Zoro had been a little better he could have saved Saga. Maybe Zoro will have to kill Sanji himself.

[tossawary]

It's very tempting to write a Kuina Lives + Strawhat Kuina fanfic for "One Piece" because more women is always nice! Also, a butch woman / potentially nonbinary character on the ship would be nice.

But also: it's funny to imagine Kuina and Zoro being legally married for convenience purposes (hospital visits, bailing each other out of jail, financial bullshit collecting bounties from the Marines) partly because it would fuck with the East Blue Strawhats (except Luffy, who doesn't care) that someone like Zoro is married. (THEY'RE 19!!!) Zoro would openly refer to Kuina as "the ol' ball and chain" and they probably sleep in the same bed (it's cheaper + Zoro is super warm) and I think it would make Sanji cry that Zoro is successfully married before him.

[daidonzo]

Girls just wanna have fun

A/N: little insight on what i think Chishiya and the reader's relationship is like after the ending of As much as you want. •ᴗ•

Usagi and Arisu were getting married.

Chishiya had simply congratulated them when they announced the news. Kuina had been shocked, but had run to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate. Ann, on video call, busy because of work, had clapped and cheered, just as anyone would. Your reaction, however, had been a bit different.

"A child bride." You had gasped, eyes wide open, half-joking, half-actually-serious, your voice low so that nobody but him could hear. "What's next, teenage pregnancy?"

Chishiya silently laughed, burying his face in your hair so that nobody could see, one arm around you.

"She's your age." He pointed out, entertained by your reaction.

"And what am I? A literal child." You whispered, brows raised.

"A literal child way past her twenties."

"Three words: I. Am. Baby." You lifted a finger with each of them, and then stuck your tongue out.

The two of you had been dating for as long as Usagi and Arisu had, but clearly your relationship had a different timeline. Chishiya didn't mind. You, judging by your comments, didn't either.

"I wonder, what will I do now with the ring that I have in my pocket…?" Chishiya asked, teasing you, staring at the ceiling as if the answer to his question laid there.

"Don't you dare." You pointed your index finger at him, menacingly.

He chuckled, and lifted both arms above his head, his palms directed at you.

Things had been good. You had found a job in Japan, which meant you could stay for as long as you wanted and had moved on your own, although truth be told, Kuina pretty much lived with you, even if she didn't pay rent. The two of you had become inseparable. Ann and Usagi had later on joined your little group.

Chishiya and you also spent a lot of time together. He had got a definite workplace in a hospital close to where you lived and would come spend most nights. Or afternoons. Or mornings.

It didn't matter the time of the day, if he was available, the two of you were together.

Yeah… One could say things were better than good.

-------------------------------------------------- The night of the bachelorette party came.

Usagi had wanted something simple. To go to dinner with her best friends, maybe have a couple of drinks and call it a night.

Kuina and you had a different idea.

Ann just let you do whatever you wanted, lifting her shoulders every time Arisu or Chishiya would ask, as if saying "Well, what can I do to stop them?".

So you did go to dinner. But then you also went to a huge party in some fancy club, all of you dressed in pink except Usagi, who was forced to dress in white, wear a crown and a t-shirt saying "Here comes the bride!".

Chishiya had been working the whole time. He had a night shift, and it was about nine in the morning when he finally was done. First thing he did after changing into his normal clothes was checking his phone.

And saw he had an impressive amount of notifications. He was surprised the device hadn't blown up.

He opened his always on-going conversation with you. You never said goodbye, not even good night. You just went to sleep, and would continue where you left off the following morning. Sometimes you would write "(going to sleep, love you, tty in the morning <3)" between parenthesis, but that's as much as he would get.

Again, Chishiya didn't mind. He loved it.

He stopped to look at your photo, holding one of your parents' cats. It was from a trip you took on Christmas to your home country. You had kept saying that this particular cat reminded you of him.

He read the messages with a smile on his face:

hiiiiiii! we just had dinner and we are going to go to da club nowwww

After that, you had sent a picture of your food and another one of your outfit in what was probably the bathroom of the restaurant. You were wearing a pink dress and looked absolutely beautiful, at least in Chishiya's opinion.

hi agaiiiiiin, in the club now!!! good music today, i know every single song

i really hope i'm not bothering you and your phone's on muuuuuuuute

miss u

miss u again

miss u a third time <3

A picture of the four of you. A video of you singing one of the songs with the lyrics copypasted down below, because they said stuff about being in love and you wanted him to know you were thinking about him when they played it.

i'm having so much fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun

wish u were here <3

A lot of pictures of Usagi. More selfies of you. Selfies with Kuina.

Your writing got worse. The messages more sappy.

i jst wished i coold go home and be with u tnight bcs i miss u

u mean evvrthing 2 meeeeeeeeeeee

bst dctor ever

go bby go!!!!!!!

A picture of you, sent by Kuina using your phone, in what seemed like a car. You were sleeping.

You had another message, from Arisu:

I went to pick the girls up. Kuina is with your girl at her appartment. Everything fine! b(＾＾)b

Thanks, Arisu.

Chishiya put his phone in the pocket of his dark jeans after replying to the text and left the hospital.

It was about an hour later when he rang your door bell using his elbow, holding three coffees in his right hand and a brown bag with breakfast buns for three in the left one.

Kuina opened up, very sleepy, wearing pyjamas. But her eyes grew wider when she saw the coffee Chishiya was holding, extending both arms to grab it and opening and closing her hands, clearly thrilled.

"You're the absolute best!" She said after taking the first sip and Chishiya simply tilted his head to one side, conceding. He left everything he was carrying on the kitchen counter.

"She's still sleeping?"

"I would be as well. She's in her room."

The woman with dreadlocks just threw herself on your sofa and turned the TV on.

Chishiya went to your room, opening the door without knocking, because you probably wouldn't have heard it, sleeping as you were. You usually slept in the weirdest positions, but now, you were on your side, both your arms below your pillow. You were still wearing the make-up from the night before. He smiled when he saw you were wearing one of his t-shirts.

Silently, he took off his shoes, and climbed to bed with you, placing himself at your back and putting an arm around you.

"Chishiya?" You whispered groggily, not even opening your eyes just moving backwards so that you could be closer to him.

"No."

"Yes you are, dummy."

He smiled and gave you a kiss on the top of your head, covering the both of you with the blanket.

"Had fun?"

"Yes, very much so. How was work? All good?"

"Boring."

"Boring means good. No accidents. No meteorites."

Chishiya laughed at that. You had met in the hospital, after being victims of a meteorite hitting Shibuya. In his opinion, a natural disaster wasn't such a bad thing.

It had brought you into his life.

"Did you bring Kuina coffee?" You asked, suddenly, opening one of your eyes and turning your face so that you could look at him.

"I did."

"I think you just moved to the number one position in her list of favorite people."

"What number am I in yours?"

"Did you bring me coffee?"

"No."

"I know you did, so you are number one."

"Because I brought you coffee?"

"No." You flashed him a lopsided grin, cheekily. You used to do it only sarcastically at first, but Chishiya had mentioned once or twice much he liked it when you started dating, so you had incorporated it to your list of smiles. This one you used when you wanted to mess with him. "Because I know you brought me a cinnamon bun."

The blonde laughed, and you ended up completely turning around in his arms so that you could be face to face. You gave him a kiss on the tip of the nose, then on the lips.

"Can we stay here a little bit longer?" You asked, feeling warm and safe.

"Yes. But only a little bit."

A small wrinkle appeared between your brows, and you squinted your eyes.

"Why?"

"Kuina will eat all the breakfast."

You laughed and cuddled up to him.

Five more minutes wouldn't hurt anyone.

[taestarii]

✎ weddings in white - chishiya

req: I would like to see like the wedding day of Chishiya and the Reader, with comedy (i like platonic Kuina x Chishiya) and fluff.

[chishiya x fem!reader]

synopsis - the wedding day of chishiya and the reader, post borderlands and they remember everything, also Ann is alive for my happiness ♡

warning! takes place in season 2

"Chishiya! Hurry up or you're gonna be late for your own wedding."

Kuina pounded on the door of Chishiya's changing room. It was her and Arisu's job to get Chishiya ready and to the venue on time, a half an hour before you arrived. Kuina sighed and looked at her watch, they were 3 minutes behind schedule, and if Chishiya didn't hurry up they we're going to be late. "Arisu is already outside! Man, if you don't hurry up we're gonna have some problems."

Another minute passed before Chishiya finally opened the door, Kuina's jaw nearly falling off her face. "You look... different. Good different." She said. "You look decent." Chishiya replied before walking away to meet Arisu. Kuina scoffed before following him and going on about how he should be a little more happy on his wedding day.

Her words faded to nothing in his head while thoughts of you took place. He wondered if you would like the way he looked, even questioning if you would say 'I do'. Never once did he rethink his love for you, but he did rethink the way he showed it. He might not have been the perfect lover, but he was perfect to you.

♥︎

"Y/n! You look beautiful darling." Ann smiled, wrapping you in a hug. Usagi squealed, joining the hug as well.

"You look so good!," she said, "are you excited?" You smiled, looking in the mirror again. "More than you know. Also very nervous." You let out a soft chuckle, running your hands down your dress. "Do you think he'll like it?" You asked, eyes still fixed on your appearance in the mirror.

"Girl, who cares. Look good for you." You whipped around at the all too familiar voice. "Kuina!" You wrapped your best friend in a tight hug, before the realization hit you. Quickly pulling away, you gripped her shoulders. "He's here?" You whisper shouted. "Y/n, girl, you're gonna break my shoulder blades." You chuckled as you released her shoulders.

"Yeah, he's here. After making us 5 minute late." She huffed. You giggled, a light blush dusting your cheeks. "Sounds like 'shiya.“

It had been solid 3 years since you fell in love with this man, your love never once wavering. Chishiya seems cold and unforgiving to most people, but to you he was a whole different person. He was loving, and caring, he just had a different way of showing it than most people. Whether it was small acts of service, or little, sweet moments between the two of you, he always made sure you knew he loved you.

♥︎

This was the big moment. The music began to play while Chishiya fidgeted with his hands, moving to fix his collar. His eyes sifted through the crowd, not surprised for a second his parents weren't there. Neither of you had wanted a big wedding, just a small event between you and your closest friends and family.

He quickly found your family in the back row, half of them already in tears. Chishiya was very good at keeping himself composed, but even he was unsure of what would happen when you walked down the isle. Would he smile? Maybe even cry?

The door opened and Chishiya let out a chuckle. Kuina had insisted on being the flower girl, a big smile on her face as she skipped down the isle tossing flower petals. The crowd was all smiles when she walked down, not sure of what they were expecting, this outcome probably better than all of them. Except for one person, your little cousin who had wanted to be the flower girl, who was frowning in the middle row with her arms crossed.

A glimpse of white caught Chishiya's eye as he felt the breath leave his lungs. You looked absolutely gorgeous as you walked down the isle, arm in arm with Aguni. Chishiya knew you would look beautiful, to him, you always did. Whether you had gone out on a date night, or you had just woken up in the morning you were always perfect in his eyes. But time seemed to slow down as you walked up to him, your hair shining under the lighting, your face lit up with the expression of pure joy.

Aguni looked proud. He's known as an intimidating, stone faced, cold hearted man, but he always had a soft spot for you. You've looked up to him like an older brother since back at the beach, even though he wasn't really that much older than you. You finally reached him and walked up the steps, Aguni letting go of your arm and giving Chishiya a nod with a pat on the shoulder.

Chishiya lifted his hand to rest on your cheek. "You look gorgeous, love." Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, he promised himself he wouldn't cry, while you on the other hand were already in tears. The memories of everything you had gone through together, everything that lead up to this point, started flooding back to them both. Chishiya choked back tears, looking into your eyes. The same eyes that looked down at him during your last moments in the Borderlands. The same eyes that cried seeing him for the first time in the hospital. The same eyes that waited for him after a long shift, holding every ounce of love you had for him.

"Chishiya Shuntarō, do you take L/n Y/n to be your wife, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"L/n Y/n, do you take this Chishiya Shuntarō to be your husband, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"You may now kiss the bride." The crowd erupted into claps and cheers as the tears finally fall down Chishiya's cheeks, the unforgettable kiss holding every emotion they have for eachother, cementing their eternal love.

♡♥︎♡

@deadendwips

[toothfa-1-ry]

DON'T MAKE PROMISES YOU CAN'T KEEP - CHISHIYA

You always find yourself breaking the promises you made to Chishiya, you never meant to break the last promise though. I wonder if he felt the same

GENRE: fluff or angst it depends on how you look at it :)

PAIRING: Chishiya x gn reader (this is my first time writing a gn reader so pls correct me if there are mistakes)

WARNING: swearing, blood, injuries

A/N: a quick paced fic which probably made no sense lol but I still hope you enjoy. Is Chishiya ooc? Maybe? Will I delete this? Maybe? Anyways pls reblog and write something I would really appreciate it ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Ps remember to hydrate and eat ♡

-

You look up at the night sky, stars scattered everywhere.

It took a minute for you to realize where you were and what happened as you breathed heavily.

Oh right.

You were shot, you were bleeding, you were dying

"Fuck this game" you mutter as your right hand is clutching your side where the bullets were lodged in.

"fuck-" you cough out blood "fuck..fuck the king of spades" you squeezed your eyes shut trying to remember how it had exactly followed out.

Kuina got shot, Ann got shot, that Heiya girl was gone somewhere and Aguni was no where to be found.

You let out a soft groan still clutching your side tightly, trying to stop the bleeding as you try to remember how it had exactly followed out

You remember yourself seeing red after kuina fell on the floor, you remember cursing Arisu's plan even though it worked..sort of

You remember punching the king of spades and dragging a knife across his face, that wasn't enough to kill him though. That bastard had to put bullets in you. You remember clutching your stomach and stumbling away somewhere before falling down.

"The bomb must have killed him" you murmur softly looking to your left seeing ruins of buildings and smoke.

You look over at you desolated and ruined surrounding and then look at your red stai ed shirt "shit I'm gonna die in this hellhole"

You wanted to cry but you just couldn't. The tears won't come out. "Kuina..Ann" you mutter softly as you closed your eyes. Your forgetting someone, who are you forgettin-

"Chishiya" your eyes widened and you gasped softly "Chishiya-" you try standing up but for no use as you felt a sharp pain all through your body as you moved a inch "fuck" you cursed.

"I'll come back for you. I promise" you say as you held Chishiya's hand looking at the red, staining his white hoodie

"go play the game"

"I'll come back" you said you eyes turning glassy

"y/n" chishiya turned at you this time holding your arm firmly "I'll live, quit acting like I'm dying" he said it firmly even though his voice was slightly hoarse "go and play the game"

You nod as arisu urges you to come fast, the game registration was about to end

"I'm gonna be with you again..I'm gonna end this whole thing with you" you whisper again one last time before turning away and running leaving chishiya alone, bleeding.

"Chishiya-" you call out his name but at what cost? Your stomach seemed to bleed even more at the slightest of movement and everytime you cough blood seemed to pour out of your mouth.

You didnt even know where you were, you left Chishiya somewhere and promised him something that seemed impossible to do now given your circumstances.

"please Chishiya..I promised him, I have to go-" you plead out loud, as if some kind of supernatural force would bring you to him.

If you were really gonna die in this fucked up world, you want to be next to him. The crazy psychopath who saved your life even just a few hours ago when Niragi pointed the gun at you leaving him wounded instead, the cat eyed boy who you seemd to find comfort in the fucked up games you were playing.

Maybe it was at this point when you realize your feelings for him, or maybe you had realised it a long time ago and all you were doing now was accepting it.

Without knowing a single tear dropped rolled out of your eye, the stars looked brighter than ever but deep down you knew it was going to be the last thing you were gonna see. You were giving up, what if arisu and usagi win the last game? You were already dying that too alone-

"you were always kind of loud."

You snapped out of your thoughts, was that?

"didn't you say you were coming to get me? Jeez instead you got shot too huh- I got hit by a bullet for you just for you to get hit by 3 more?"

You moved slightly which seemed to be the wrong thing to do as you wince on pain

"look left, don't move your body. I thought you said you passed medical school"

Immediately your head turned left and there you saw, the same bored cat eyes and white hoodie that now had a huge red stain in the right chest area.

There he was limping, walking very slowly, dragging his feet as his right hand was firmly pressed in his chest trying to contain the blood flow.

"Chishiya- stop don't, don't move" you say as loud as you can looking at him as you layed down on the ground "your gonna bleed even more- just lie down there"

Chishiya walked a few more steps going against your protest before he let out a wince of pain as he collapsed to the ground only a few inches away from you.

"agh..I'm tired" he said as you turned his head to face you "you look tired too-"

He stopped midway though as he saw tears streaming down your face "y/n-"

"you idiot why were you walking around- your bleeding" you cry out "your shot so why were you walking, coming to me- you came-"

"you called."

"wha-"

"you also promised to end this thing with me. You really should know how to keep the promises you make y/n"

It surprised you, the way he says it so nonchalantly as if you both weren't bleeding to death right now, as if he didn't risk his entire life right now.

"Arisu and Usagi are playing the queen of hearts right now." Chishiya said "just hang in there y/n"

You heard his raspy voice trying to reassure you "I don't know if-"

"saying that will jinx things up, hang in there."

You both look at eachother. Him looking at your face which seemed to be stained by tears and blood both probably yours and you staring at his tired eyes which seemed more tired than usual.

"you had to get shot... does it hurt?" He asked you

"of course it hurts you idiot" you let out what seemed to be a laugh.

"ah sorry, I shouldn't have asked" he mused

You both stayed in silence for a while before you break it

"w-why did you take the bullet for me..the one Niragi shot, why did you come infront of me?"

Pause

"maybe it's because my ideals have changed"

"wha-?" You held your breath

"maybe it's because my priorities have changed, maybe because I wanted to experience having a bullet inside of me-" Chishiya looks at you "maybe because I had a chance to protect you. Or maybe because I just wanted to"

"do you really mean it?" You say so softly in disbelief

"I've always wanted to protect you until your last game" he looks at the red stain that stained your white shirt.

"I've always wanted to be with you till the end" you whispered

You stare at the way his usual bored eyes slightly widened before letting out a soft sigh

You both get engulfed in silence again, there was no need for words.

"do you think we'll go back to the real world, by the end of this?"

"we-" chishiya seemed to hesitate for a while, contemplation whether to say it or not. "We're gonna go back to the real world. I trust Arisu"

You smile to yourself without saying anything as your sight seemed to grow weaker by the second, as you heard Chishiya's voice grow softer by each word

"okay" you didnt know if you really believed what you said but you really wanted to

Chishiya seemed to have realised this as he sighed softly, he paused for a while again before saying "it was nice knowing you. I'd like to know you even after going to the real world."

your eyes widened by his words before giving a soft smile "I'd like that too"

"Congratulations on clearing all the games. All surviving players will now be given a choice."

You gasped softly as chishiya muttered a few inches next to you "they did it"

"please select if you will accept permanent residence in this land or if you will not accept. I repeat-"

You look at the night sky as fircrackers of different colours burst

"I think-" chishiya looks at you and stretched out his right hand "I will not take it" his raspy voice finishes.

"i think-" you breath out as your reach out your left hand only to find out there was still some distance between leading the both of you to interlace your pinkys together "I will also not take it"

"Let's hang on to life for a little longer y/n...don't break another promise. We're gonna meet each other in the real world too" Chishiya's raspy voice breathed out

You nod slowly "I promise."

...

Present day

"bring a stretcher over here! I hear a heartbeat!"

" hang on there for a little bit"

"they've been severely injured, especially in the stomach. There seems to be internal bleeding as well"

"it's a miracle that they're still alive"

"they're heartbeat stopped for one whole minute"

"they were walking a thin line between life and death"

You open your eyes.

God people were so noisy, especially the two males who were in the bed next to yours

"I heard your heartbeat also stopped for one whole minute.. do you think anything changed?"

"Im not sure, I guess I look a lot flashier now. What about you?"

"Since I almost died, I think I'll be able to live a more useful life now."

"so you were also a good for nothing jerk huh?"

"yeah"

Soon a nurse came to take away 'Niragi' you you realised was the name of one of the guy whose heartbeat also stopped, leaving only the white haired male and you in the room

You cleared you voice

"uh- ahem, not that I was eavesdropping but- did you say your heartbeat also stop for a minute?"

The white haired boy turned to look at you slightly surprised "yes. I'm guessing you too."

"hm" you him "what a coincidence.."

Your both left with a silence, you look at him s you contemplate whether to say something

"uh- by the way, my answer is probably yes."

"excuse me?"

"uh..well you were asking him if anything changed right?..I think so. I don't know what but" you touch your heart "I feel this sort of relief and happiness yet I also feel sad as if I made a promise to someone but I can't remember"

The white haired male looks at you with his cat eyes. You could almost swear that you know him.

"ah sorry you didn't ask me-" you quickly apologize for speaking out of your turn until you were interupted

"what a coincidence. I feel the same way. As if i made a promise but I can't remember it...that's a unique way to put it"

He says the words so nonchalantly as if the both of you hadn't just survived a meteor crash it surprised you, as if you had heated someone say something similar before

"I'm..y/n. Do I know you or?" You ask slowly trying to soak every small feature in his face, trying to remember from where you know him from.

"no.. although you look very familiar to me" he says "I'm Chishiya. It's nice to meet you"

He reaches out his hand and you reach out yours.

"it's nice to meet you too"

[bangtaninborderland]

Risk It All (28) - loneliness can’t be fixed.

Genre: Chishiya x f!reader. | eventual smut | angst.

Warning: typical themes for Alice in borderlands.

A/N: one more update and then everything is up to date and I can keep posting new chapters!

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"I got you some water." An smiles sadly as she places the glass on the dresser at the end of the bed, the sun just high enough to cast a dull light in the room. "You should eat."

You shook your head from where it was buried underneath Chishiyas's pillow. "No."

"Come on." She taps her foot against the floor, the old floorboards creaking underneath hers "Wallowing here won't change anything. Chishiya is slimy, he will walk out of that game, no matter what it is, without a scratch."

"Maybe not but it makes me feel better about it." You groan.

"Up. Now." This time it's Kuina who tries but unlike An her approach isn't as soft. "When he comes back you want to look put together, not be sitting in your sweaty sheets so up, now, shower, eat, read a book, cry. I don't care but get up." She throws the blanket off despite your grip, it hits the wall and drops onto the floor, her now empty hands find yours without an issue, pulling you up with a grunt.

"You're mean."

She smiles, her nose scrunching. "You're moping. Up."

"You're like a mother." You huff. "Determined."

"Well, that's the best way to be." She defends unbothered. "You're going to get up, help me make breakfast, eat, shower and then we are going to brainstorm a little as I found a few maps and thought we could figure out how the city has been divided for the next games so when Chishiya does, and he will return we have something worked out."

"Are you sure you don't want to go back to the camper you were at?" You ask, one eye open.

"Nope, you've spoiled me with a life of luxury here, up." She finally drags you up and for the first time, you let her.

Withering away in bed was definitely a depressing act that Chishiya would be disgustingly against but then again he wasn't here.

"No thinking." She chastises. "Let's be positive."

You're grateful for her, you truly are. "Okay."

"Great." She snaps her fingers, and points at An. "You shower first, we will make breakfast."

An agreed without argument, seemingly happy to be relieved from cooking duty. "So what do you want to make?"

"I don't know." She hums as she dances around the kitchen, pulling out random things from the cupboard. "What about oats and fruit?"

"When, if, we go back to the real world I am never so much as looking at fruit again." You groan, moving to help her boil the water needed for the meal. "I miss real food."

"Me too." She laughs, cutting up canned fruits - a staple in your miserable diet.

You liked Kuina so much because she knew when you needed a moment to yourself, she knew when to impose and when to let you find peace in the thoughts that have your mind whirring continuously but she also knew when to pull you out of your own head.

"Make sure you don't let it go lumpy!" She chides, stirring the pot for you when you zone out. "God, can you imagine Chishiya coming back to a burnt-down house because someone couldn't focus?"

"If he comes back." You supply.

She turned the heat down, the food was practically ready to be out until serving bowls. "He will."

"I'm sorry I'm being so dramatic about this." You apologise helplessly. "I'm just worrying."

"It's okay to worry but this isn't the kind of world where you can get lost in thought. Yes, this house is nice but it isn't impenetrable, you have to be aware." She says the words softly but you know her well enough to know how serious she is.

And she was right.

"I'll do better." You promise. "I won't be the reason we all die."

"Now who said anything about dying?" An smiles as she towels at her hair. "Let me plate this up, you two go and set out the maps."

Kuina takes your hand and leads you to the table. "So we found these earlier, we know that the border was visible from the beach so we can start there and work our way around."

"Wait." An carries in two bowls, placing them in front of Kuina and yourself before returning to collect hers along with the necessary cutlery. "Okay keep going."

Kuina smiles at her fondly as she pops a piece of fruit in her mouth and pics up a pen. "So if we start here we can figure out where the games so far have been and try and find a pattern.

"I had mine here." You pick up a pen circling the familiar locations, thankfully street signs still exist in this world. "Chishiya mentioned that the further out it got the more it looked as though the forest was consuming the city."

"Okay so." An picks up a pencil near her. "The caravan we were at was around here, the border was really close to us."

Kuina and An both mark places they remember playing games. "It's as though it's a big circle."

"So is this some kind of dome?" You ask. "What happens if you step outside of it?"

"Remember the room at the train station?" An points to the building on the map. "When we went it had been cleared out but that doesn’t change the fact that they had to have people controlling the game and I think they still do but the forest is there to stop us accessing them. Having them directly in the borderlands is too risky.”

It was a plausible theory. "Or they needed to make the arena smaller because there's no rules and no one to manage the game."

Kuina sits quietly to the side whilst you and An riff off one another until she jumps up as though being struck by some genius idea. "Wait, Mira was at the beach so we can presume she had easy access in and out of the arena - if we are calling it that - but where did she go when we all left the beach? Did either of you see her?"

You'd been so caught up in the situation with Chishiya you hadn't given it much thought. "No, An?"

"No. After Kuina and I got separated I headed outside as fast as possible. Why?"

Kuina slumped back down. "I didn't see her after that, no one had because I remember someone making a comment about it when we made the fire the same night. I thought she had died in the building but she didn't, she must have had an exit relatively close to be able to slip away unseen."

"You think the exit is  near the beach?" You ask. "Wouldn't someone have found it already?"

She shook her head. "Not necessarily, we believed the only way out was through the train station so we focused our attempts there but I think there's a reason the border was so close to the beach and one of the people running this shit show happened to be there."

"It's not a bad thought but does it even matter where the exit is? I doubt they will let us walk out of here that easily. Clearly, they aren't above murder." You point out.

"No, but if we could get people together we may be able to force our way out." You all know it's unlikely but it's a hope you feel she needs so you don't argue over it.

An finishes her food, placing her spoon in her now empty bowl. "I think the only way we are getting out is by completing the cards but I do think they have another entrance and exit. They clearly don't reside in this part of the borderlands."

"So what exactly do you think the borderlands are?" You put your bowl aside, the small appetite you had already been fulfilled.

Kuina sighs dejectedly. "I have no idea but I think that our death here is very much permanent."

"Do you think we die in the real world when we die here?"

"I'm sure it's something people have considered and tried but there's no real way for us to know if that's true or not and I don't think it's worth risking it." An is realistic in a way you can't help but appreciate it.

"This is pointless, we need to go out and actually explore but we can't because there's a freaking gun-wielding maniac with a specific goal to kill everyone in sight." Kuina spits.

Brainstorming was a good way to pass the time but it led to nothing and left you feeling more annoyed and clueless than you had been an hour earlier. "How long do you two have on your visas?"

"A few days." Kuina eyes An. "Both of us only have a few days."

"You'll have to play again." The oats feel too heavy for your stomach.

An confirms it. "We will."

"When?"

"Whenever the next blimp comes, we were going to go with Chishiya but I didn't want to leave you alone."

You grabbed a pillow hitting her with it. "You could die because your visa runs out and you chose to babysit me over joining a game?!"

She bats you away. "If Chishiya dies, he won't but if he does, you'll be distraught and I couldn't put you through that."

Your heart softens at her thoughtfulness. Even in a world like this people like Kuina existed making an unbearable life a little easier. You take her hand in yours.  "You're important to me too, both of you and I don't want any of you to come to harm. The thought of losing you to a game it's unfathomable. I need you both, you and Chishiya but I don't want you risking your safety for me."

"We want you to be okay." An holds out her hand and you happily accept that too. "Thank you for caring about us and giving us a place to find some semblance of peace and comfort."

"You'll always be welcome here." You hated how it seemed like a goodbye but you didn't want them to leave in a hurry and the three of you had no time to talk. "We need to do something fun, I found something I think you will enjoy."

You ignore their questions as you skip to the bedroom, pulling out the box of makeup you had come across when you tried to find some suitable clothes.

"Oh, my makeup." Kuina hopped up, taking the box from your hands to empty the contents across the forgotten maps. "Makeovers, now."

"I'll get some snacks." An taps your leg, taking the bowls into the kitchen.

"She takes care of you." You observed

Kuina looks towards the door An had gone through. "She does."

"You deserve it." You wink at her, pulling out a tube of mascara. "Do you think I'll get an infection from using someone else's makeup?"

"Can't be worse than getting an infection from the deadly games we play." She shrugs.

You can't help but laugh, it wasn't a funny situation but the reality that had become your new normal was unbelievable. "Tasteful."

"Why thank you, come here let me see if this is your shade."

"And if it isn't?" You look between the foundation and her face.

She shrugs, grabbing a sponge. "Then you'll be orange."

An laughs, carefully dropping a few packets of crackers and cookies on the table. "All you need in a world of death is to look exactly like an Oompa Loompa."

"Accurate." Kuina agrees.

You aren't sure exactly when you stop overthinking but as the hours pass the worries that had kept you chained to your bed pass, replaced by awful jokes that would definitely have all three of you swiftly removed from a comedy club, makeup that looked much better than you'd thought and snacks that were stale but still good enough to enjoy.

You hoped in your heart you'd get to have this with them even outside of this world.

Now you'd found your people you weren't sure you'd ever be ready to let them go, you couldn't say what you'd do if it came to be that you'd lose them all by returning to the 'normal world'.

"Stay still." Kuina taps Ans leg. "I don't want to stab you in the eye with this wand."

"It's not my fault you're making me laugh."

Kuina playfully rolls her eyes. "Well, I'll shut up then."

You're content watching them in their little bubble until the house starts shaking, a noise loud enough to have you all dropping down for cover.

The sound moves. "It's moving over us!"

"Outside quickly!" Kuina shouts.

All three of you scramble outside, still wary of danger. "What is it?"

"It's loud." An shouts, the mechanical whirring making it hard to hear her even as she stood behind you. "Oh my god."

A blimp passes overhead, and the Queen of Clubs card is visible from where you all stand.

"Well, that was fast." You mutter dryly.

There was a joke to be made about the situation, the three of you in full glam makeup watching a blimp pass over your makeshift house, a blimp that carried a card indicating a game where people were bound to die, but you just couldn't find it in you to make one.

Neither could Kuina or An, it made sense, they would be joining that exact game.

And you'd be all alone.

[thousand-sunnies]

every day the collection of fics i want to write grows bigger

[lunaasolstice]

Master of Puppets | 2

Summary: You meet someone who caught your attention the first time, and he was all you desired.

But what happens when that desire is taken for granted?

Pairings: Chishiya x Fem!Reader

****

The cold sugary liquid immediately goes down your throat as take huge sips of the savory  drink. It was refreshing to say the least, but honestly the last time you had drank a carbonated soda was before the Borderlands. It was a taste that you have quite missed, and you are grateful that you have found this drink hidden away at the the button of a cardboard box filled with nothing but garbage. The release of dopamine fills you up, and as you were going to finish the drink you were interrupted,

“Hey, you got any more of those drinks?” asked the tall dreadlocked girl.

“Uhh, no but you can have the rest of mine if you want.” 

“Ooo yes!! Thank you” and she quickly grabbed the red can off your hands and gulps it down fast. “Wow that tasted so good.”

You chuckled, “Tell me about it. That was like my go to drink back in the real world.”

“I’m surprised it was not alcohol.” she jokes.

The way you met Kuina was pretty embarrassing if you were being quite honest. You were at the bar once again, drinking a Long Island Iced Tea. Let’s just say, you had a bit too much of the cocktail and you were stumbling across the hallways trying to figure out how to get back to your room. Kuina saw you struggling and offered to help you out. You can’t remember much what happened that night, but based on what Kuina had told you, she said that it took you almost 10 minutes to even figure out your room number and how you would not stop talking about wanting deep fried oreos with a vanilla milkshake. You then hugged her super tight and told her shes an angel from heaven that came to save you and immediately knocked out. And ever since then, the two of you have been pretty good friends.

“I’ve done a good job of not drinking ya know, I only did it because I was trying to drink my sorrows away from this stupid world we are in right now.”

“I know sweetie, and I’m proud of you for that.” She hugs you and the two of you start walking back to your room. Midway during your walk, she stops and tells you that she forgot she has to go somewhere. 

“Oh, it’s ok we can hangout later if you’re not busy?”

“Wanna come with me? It’s no biggie I’m just meeting up with someone very quick. Then we can hangout afterwards.” You weren’t sure who she was talking about, but hey it wouldn’t hurt to meet new people. You trail behind her along the corridors until you finally see who she was talking about.

The signature white hoodie was all it took for you to immediately recognize who she was meeting up with. You get this sudden strange anxious feeling. Not because you’re scared, just nervous. But why? Standing behind Kuina’s tall figure was enough to cover you from exposing your presence to Chishiya, and at this point you were debating if you should stealthily try and get out of the area or just stay here and get it over with. But the decision has already been made as Kuina introduces you to Chishiya, “Oh! And this is my friend Y/N over here! Y/N this is Chishiya. I hope you don’t mind me bringing her here we were already together anyways.”

Chishiya looks at you, amused that you were still here in the Borderlands to begin with. He gave you that same smirk, and with that you feel your heart do a sudden flip flop.

He looks back at Kuina and continues speaking to her, completely ignoring your presence. Wow. You didn’t expect him to be that rude but okay. The two of them kept going on to whatever they’re talking about, only hearing bits and pieces.You heard something about a plan and trying to get out of Borderlands. You didn’t really care to know but it was getting awkward for you just third-wheeling there and being left out. 

Thankfully their conversation ended and you look at Chishiya once again. It’s not that you wanted to but your eyes just naturally just go to his direction. It’s like when you see him you just kind of want to look at him and know whats up with him. He has this mysterious aura that has captivated you ever since you saw him the past few times, and yet the curiosity in you just wants to take a peak behind the closed curtains that he obviously has shut. Your mind was lost in thought about Chishiya that you have failed to realize Kuina calling your name,

“Y/N?! Hello??” You look back at her with flushed cheeks, “Yeah sorry I got lost in my train of thought. So back to my room, yeah?”

She nods and you both walk back to your room. You look back once more and see his cat brown eyes looking directly at you.

The dreadlocked girl immediately jumps on your bed on her back and sighs loudly, “Ugh, your bed is so much comfier than mine I wish I could sleep here.” 

“Aren’t all the beds the same here?” you giggled. 

“I mean yeah but mine isn’t as soft as yours, it’s probably older I guess.”

Looking out the window you see people from The Beach playing volleyball at the pool and others casually hanging out and talking amongst each other. It’s nice knowing that there are people that have others around them for support. Living in the Borderlands sure is scary and being alone is probably one of the scariest things you can imagine. You’re grateful to have Kuina on your side, so now you’re not as lonely.

“Hey so what was that all about with Chishiya?” she asks while fiddling with an old magazine she found next to your dresser.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh don’t play dumb, Y/N. I saw you staring at him with those googly eyes. I was calling your name so many times its like you were in a trance or something.” 

“Pfft what are you talking about I was not staring at him.” you scoffed. 

“Yeah you were it was pretty obvious and I’m sure he caught on to it too. Do you have a crush on him or something?” 

“What?! No way!!” 

Kuina eyes you. Taking a deep breath in you weren’t sure what she was going to do or say. You sit down next to her and take the magazine from her hands and start looking through the pages, you reply without directly looking into her eyes, “Honestly, I don’t know. Whenever I look at him i get this weird feeling. Not that I’m scared of him or anything but he just makes me nervous somehow. This isn’t the first time it has happened because this exact same feeling happened the very first time I saw him in the five of spades game. I just want to figure out who he is, I don’t know.”

Kuina gives you a wide grin, “That sounds like a crush Y/N, but that’s cute. But I’m going to be honest with you Chishiya is not the greatest person in the world. He’s… difficult I should say.”

Still avoiding her gaze you responded, “I mean I just want to get to know him better that’s all. He talks with you so hopefully he will talk to me or something.”

“I can help with that,” winks Kuina. You give her a huge hug and the two of you lay down on the bed, changing the conversation and talking about whatever is on your minds.

****

The game you had finished tonight was probably one of the most intense games you had done so far here in Borderland. It was an 8 of Hearts game of Mafia. You’ve played this game in the real world with your friends and while it was fun then it certainly was not here in Borderland. There was a total of 20 players, with two players being the mafia. You had to figure out who the two players from the mafia are before they eventually kill everyone, and in Borderland, the mafia does kill you. Literally.  If anything, it was luck that had gotten you this far because you weren’t sure how you were still alive. There were only 6 players left, including you when the four of you figured out who the two mafia members were. And once the four of you had a made a decision the two mafia players were lasered to death and you have completed the game.

You reached the rooftop of the Beach and lay down on your back on the hard cement staring at the night sky. The stars were slowly moving but they were shining bright at you. It was something that you needed to look at, to get your mind off of that horrible game you had just finished. You wanted some peace, and looking at the stars gave you that peace. Taking deep breaths in and out every once in a while helps your body become more relaxed and at ease. You think about the universe. Is someone else is also staring at the exact same stars you are looking at right now, or maybe it’s you but in a parallel universe staring at these same stars out the balcony of your apartment? It was thoughts like these that made you question the universe. Why did you end up here in the Borderlands? Was this a punishment from the universe itself? To test you? Is there another way to get out from this place without having to defeat these games?  What if-

A loud sound of a door closing brings you back to reality. You get up and see Chishiya standing in front of the of the door with that same old smirk.

“W-what are you doing here?”

He ignores you and walks to the ledge of the rooftop, observing the people right below him. Confused by his actions you make your way towards him.

“Hey you know it’s rude to not answer someone when they are talking to you.”

He gives you a weird look, “I have no interest in speaking with you.”

“Why not? I’m not a bad person you know. We can be friends!” a smile appears on your face, and you feel your cheeks burning just saying that. Your heart beating quick against your chest, and its so loud you’re afraid that he can hear it.

This time he laughs, “I don’t want to be friends with someone as pathetic as you are.”

Ouch. That hurt.

“W-what did I do? I just said we can be friends.”

He turns around and looks directly at you. You back up a bit by bit and as you do that he starts coming closer and closer until your back is against a wall. He doesn’t say a word and continues to maintain eye contact with you. He’s now at your eye level and you feel your heart beating faster than ever before. Your lips part and you try to breathe. Why am I so nervous? The silence continues and your eyes never leave his. Then he chuckles, straightening his body up. 

“I like how I have this much of an affect on you.” 

He opens the metal door and disappears, leaving you there in a complete daze.

[analviel]

I've read manga my whole life and then I sat down and want to make a little bit of art with that feel and realize I don't know what effects to use.

If you're wondering, Wado Ichimonji was purposefully left back in the dojo.

While I imagine Kuina to be a bit traditional though not as uptight as her father, she's also grown up to be largely rebellious. She wants to prove herself. She's got 'a chip on her shoulder'. Might one day write a fic for her, but basically she'd start out challenging marine sword wielders to spars with only her shinai, ends up beating them, is both proud but also dissatisfied to search for opponents that would actually pose a challenge. Discovers the thrill of fighting people with bounties who fight for their life, fighting with their all, and starts chasing that adrenaline while still searching for a sword to carry to the top.

I kinda want her to cross paths with Buggy here -but a Buggy who is still not a pirate and very loud about definitely not being a pirate and never going to Grandline and stubbornly declaring himself a Blue kind of guy definitely, what about Grandline and pirates, he doesn't know anything about that, he's just a treasure hunter, treasure hunter! Ignore the three calling him Captain, those idiots are just his lion he'd decided to bring along, the lion's caretaker and emotional support human, and the lion's caretaker's emotional support human on a unicycle-, which comes from my idea that Buggy has been failing upwards since years ago. Basically, Buggy has shutdown about his whole childhood and the world just thinks of him as a small time ringmaster in a small time circus, that snapped for being too smalltime for so long and became a treasure hunter- and then a pirate. But I digress, that's going to happen later, in about 2 years maybe?

Anyways. As I was saying, Kuina is a solo act, has no navigational knowledge past the basics because she left her home all of a sudden and was barely able to prepare anything so she picks up some unconventional ways of going about that.

She looses the ship not much later, and her encounter with Buggy somehow leads to being told of some such technique of being able to run on air and decides to learn that despite not knowing where to start, bullheading the beginnings of the techniques Buggy very, very reluctantly recounts.

Kuina calls him Buggy-san and this will later comeback as Emperor Buggy-sama Totally Mentoring The Kuina even though no such thing actually happened.

She meets a guy who suddenly looses consciousness on his food, approaches him out of concern, and Portgas D. Ace almost dies years earlier bcs of his bad habit of wiping his face on someone's skirt.

They get into a bit of shenanigans, half of Kuina's hakama burns and she gets a costume update, an offer might have been extended and summarily rejected, and Ace is returned to Deuce and the rest of his still motley crew.

Kuina finally finds a swords and secures it to her hip right beside her shinai, and goes on a final hunt, choosing the Captain of the Black Cat pirates as her prey. Beats fear into him and almost succeeds bringing him in, but unfortunately looses him at the last second, pushing him into hiding. Still tries to find him while she figures out the way for a lone swordsman to enter the Grandline, eventually does discover a method and leaves East Blue, practically forgetting the prey that got away.

I do have art for her clothes and encounter with Ace but neither are done yet.

[realisticjupiter]

dude I've had this scenario run through my head so much it's not even funny😭

but can you do a Kuina x reader where chishiya and reader are like childhood friends (from family) and he finds her and introduced her and Kuina and readers having a gay panic (they both are) but trys to play it off and afterwards readers like "I totally nailed that😎" and chishiyas like "you're not slick😒"

Thank you♡ p.s. I think you should do the academic rival series with chishiya🤭

Summary: An awkward first introduction with Kuina.

Pairing: Kuina x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None :)

Word Count: 345

a/n: this was such a cute request! It was fun to write Kuina!! -- I have so many ideas for the chishiya series so I definitely will get started on it thank you for liking the idea!<3

"This is, y/n. We've known each other before the borderlands, sadly." Chishiya introduced you to the woman in front of you.

It was like an angel was holding a halo right above her head with the way the light hit her tan skin, her dark eyes just filled with life as she looked at you.

She must've been amazed just as much as you were. Her fake cigarette had fallen to the floor due to her open mouth as she stared at everything your body had to ask for.

"You both look like idiots." Chishiya blurted, crossing his arms as he waved his eyes to one of you at a time.

The moment you snapped yourself out of the trace Kuina had put you into, you held your hand out, and the pink on your face growing when she grabbed your hand to shake it.

"Kuina is a uh--" You cleared your throat, "A beautiful name." You chuckled, the feeling of her soft hand engulfing your own made you swallow.

"Thank you. You have a nice name as well." She smiled warmly, obviously not bothered that your hand was glued to hers.

You couldn't stop smiling when you looked at her, letting your eyes fall to her chest but quickly trying to save yourself by looking back up.

Kuina giggled, finally peeling her hand away from yours. Her eyes went to Chishiya but straight back to you as she thought of every compliment in the book to express how pretty you were.

"Right." Chishiya scoffed, "Me and y/n are going to a game arena. Bye, Kuina." He waved her off as he began walking, but not before turning around to drag you off with him.

"Bye, Kuina!" You shouted as you tried to keep up with Chishiya's fast steps.

You looked at Chishiya with a wide smile, "Do you think she likes me? I think I was pretty smooth! Don't you?" You rambled on to the blonde beside you.

"Whatever you say." He scoffed as he couldn't help but laugh at the interaction.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

[niragisimp]

The Pain Before (Niragi x Reader) Part 12

Part 11, Series Masterlist, Part 13

(** Smut w/ “plot”)

Kuina tapped harder on the door, its inside echoing with the rhythm of her knuckles. She huffed in the empty hallway, biting the candy stick she had in her mouth. She stood listening to the silence before rolling her eyes, letting herself in, and closing the door behind her. 'If he gets upset, he would just be upset,' she thought. "I've been standing outside your door for close to five minutes--" She stopped before the bed as she looked on questioningly, staring at his back.

"Uh... Everything go alright last night?"

She began to fidget with the candy stick more as her question was met with more silence. She gave Chishiya another moment before pressing further, "Did everything... Not go alright last night?" She observed him as his head seemed to drop, his back hunched over. Kuina had seen many defeated people in the Borderlands, but never Chishiya. He would be the last person she would ever expect to be in this position at any given time. If something goes wrong, he always has another card up his sleeve.

"Hey, Chishiya..." She slowly walked alongside the bed and around, carefully sitting next to him. "Where's (Y/N)?" He shifted at the question, his eyes planted on the ground in front of him. "... I don't know." He stated bluntly. Kuina held back the urge to shake him senselessly as she tried to pull more out of him, "... What? What the hell happened Chishiya? Did you find out what you needed to?"

He stayed silent for a moment before slowly licking his lips, carefully contemplating his next words. He sighed and lifted his head, his eyes briefly looking over at Kuina, "Yeah. I did. Maybe more than what I wanted to." She gave him a curious look before looking down at her hands resting on her knees. "I don't feel great about my part in that... Getting a girl drunk and having someone drug her just... Gives me the ick."

Chishiya turned his head to look at her as she wiggled, his brow raised slightly. "You say that as if I'd take advantage of her."

Kuina sighed and stood, taking the candy stick out of her mouth for a moment to speak. "There's more than one way to take advantage of someone, you know. I'll be by the pool until game time." She didn't wait for a response before leaving his room, closing his door behind her. She swallowed the lump forming in her throat, forcing the thoughts of you out of her mind. Her loyalty was with Chishiya, but she knew as well as he did, that she also wished to be loyal to you as well.

You opened your eyes to the sun already towering in the sky, your head throbbing at the sight. You grimaced at the light and turned your head down, opening your eyes to see Niragi laying peacefully under you. The heat rose to your cheeks quickly as you took in your positions. Both hands rested carefully on his bare chest, one of his arms wrapped around your waist, the other of his supporting his head under the pillow. The pain seemed to disappear without another thought as you unknowingly took in his sleeping face.

Niragi looked so peaceful, so at rest under you. You could feel your body slowly rise and fall with his chest, the sun highlighting his features so effortlessly. "Enjoying the view?" Your eyes snapped to his as he murmured, barely opening an eye to look up at you. Your words escaped as you studdered over them, your thoughts not forming correctly. It felt like you'd been caught as you felt your face flush.

You went to push yourself off him as he laughed, wrapping his hand tighter around your waist and holding you to him. "I... I should get back to my room, Niragi," He sighed heavily and closed his eyes again, "... No." You tried to hide your fluster even though he wasn't looking at you, "I still need breakfast, and to shower--" He silenced your protests rather quickly, meeting your lips with his own, his tongue forcing itself through. Your heart quickened as his hand wandered under your shirt, going up and down your back while drawing light circles on your skin.

Niragi reached up to cup the back of your neck with his other hand, pulling you down into him. You closed your eyes as his tongue swirled around yours, the cold metal gently gliding across the roof of your mouth briefly. Your mouth opened in a gasp as Niragi rose his knee in between your thighs, his hand that made gentle circles now moving downward to firmly grab your waist. His lips turned upward into a smile as he took in the soft moan that escaped you, pushing himself into you.

You let out a yelp in surprise as Niragi hurriedly flipped your body underneath him, his hand running along the outside of your thigh. Your body squirmed under his gaze, and you could see his prideful smile as he watched your reaction. He lowered himself down to your ear, carefully whispering to you, "You'll shower here... With me." He could see the embarrassment creep up, washing over you. Niragi smiled and let out a soft chuckle as he swept strands of your hair away from your neck, gently sucking the skin under your ear and slowly leaving trails down your neck.

He felt you squirm under him, your arms splaying down his back, ushering him closer. Niragi roughly dug his fingers into your skin, knowing for certain you would have bruises later from it. He couldn't help but let his pride show as his wet tongue ran along the side of your neck, lifting his face to press his forehead against yours. He lifted your leg and wrapped it around his waist, lowering himself to grind against you.

Niragi watched as your eyes fluttered against the sensation, your chest rising and falling heavily with your breath. He examined your face carefully, taking in every small involuntary motion you made. His lips came down to linger above yours, exchanging his breath with your own. You caught his eyes in yours as you felt your breath hitch in your throat, Niragi stopping suddenly. You looked at each other carefully, his eyes darting between yours, his tongue slowly wetting his lips.

He cupped the side of your face, his thumb gently caressing your cheek in his hand. You leaned into the warmth, his fingers carefully massaging the back of your head as your hand overlapped his. Niragi dipped his head into your neck, his breath tickling your ear as he gently tugged on the lobe, stopping only to sink his teeth into your neck as his hips gently bucked, a soft moan escaping your lips.

Niragi could feel the irritation as his pants tightened, shoving his hand down to unzip his pants, kicking them off hurriedly as he repositioned himself between you. He stole a quick glance, checking for any sign of discomfort. He leaned in close for a moment, his voice low as he whispered, "... Do you want this?" You could feel your cheeks flush as you slowly nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat.

He stared at you, his eyes searching yours for a moment. "Say it."

"I... I want this, Niragi." You watched as he grinned, quickly pushing his lips into yours hungrily, breaking to travel down your neck, dipping his tongue into your collarbone as your soft breath turned into music to his ears. Niragi couldn't help but smirk as your back arched slightly, reacting to his touch. His hands began wandering down your side as you grasped his bare shoulders, feeling your eyes roll back as Niragi's hips thrust into you. His hand grabbed and dug into your thigh as it explored upward, his fingers pulling at the bikini strap that covered you.

You gasped at another sudden thrust, your eyes meeting Niragi's as he grinned at your reaction. The metal tongue piercing gleamed off the sunlight illuminating the room as he ran his tongue over his teeth. You felt a shiver run down you as he lowered his head into your neck, sucking the skin forcefully, his body weighing on top of you as his hips bucked in rhythm. Your leg pulled him in closer, making him shoot you a surprised look.

Niragi watched you carefully as he untied your bikini, making quick work of your top as well. He leaned back for a moment and stared at you, moving his shirt that still covered you to the side as his hands wandered, gripping your thigh around him tightly. He leaned in, running a hand through his hair quickly to push it back as his lips crashed into you, his tongue swirling around yours. You pushed yourself up against him as your hand wandered down to his briefs, sinking your hand into them.

You heard him groan into your mouth as you stroked his erection, his tongue becoming more forceful. Niragi hurriedly pushed his briefs down and broke away from you, frantically throwing them to the side. He could feel his heart speed up at your touch, grabbing your wrist and pinning it above your head. His free hand reached down to your core, his fingers gently gliding across your entrance. Your body jolted suddenly as two fingers entered you quickly with ease, a moan escaping your throat.

Niragi caught your gaze with his, a grin on his face as he teased you, "Fuck... You're so wet..." He chuckled lowly, planting light kisses across your jawline. Your non-restrained hand grabbed onto his onyx hair, giving it a light tug as his fingers began pumping into you slowly. Niragi savored the sounds emanating from you, taking in every soft whimper you released as his fingers curled into you rhythmically.

"Ni-Niragi..." He looked up as you murmured his name, relishing the way his name spilled from your lips. His rhythm slowly increased as he watched your face carefully, observing every time your breath hitched. He placed his thumb gently on your clit, rubbing small circles as he felt your pulse on his fingertips. Feeling you tense he released your wrist, cupping your cheek in his hand as he pulled his fingers from you, positioning his member at your entrance, taking in the warmth coming from your core. He leaned into you slowly, gently guiding his tip further in carefully as his lips eagerly brushed against yours, releasing a moan into your mouth as he felt himself disappear into you.

The sound you made at that moment drove him near crazy. He clenched the sheets as he sunk himself into you completely, his mind going blank as he inhaled sharply at the feel of you surrounding him. You could feel yourself adjusting around him as he began pacing himself, grabbing his shoulder to steady your body as his pace quickened. He brought his head down to your shoulder to sink his teeth into your skin, making sure to leave an obvious mark for all to see.

Niragi groaned in your ear as he heard your soft moans, trying to stop himself from getting too rough. "Ni-Niragi," you studdered over your own words as you tried to speak, "Th-that feels so... So good," your voice shook as his hips snapped into you, unable to contain his want any longer. Your fingers dug into his shoulder roughly, trying to hold yourself still. His hand grabbed onto your thigh, pressing it against him as his hips bucked.

"Oh, fuck..." He muttered into your ear, his voice low. "You're so fucking perfect (Y/N)," his breath on your ear sent a shiver down your entire body, your insides clenching around him as he thrust himself into you. Niragi pulled back for just a moment, his hips continuing their rhythm as his eyes took in the sight before him.

"I could've had this before," his mind taunted him. His hand wandered down to play with you once more, making light circles on your clit, watching as your back arched in response. Niragi watched as you moaned quietly, your eyes starting to glaze over. He gripped your thigh and lifted it onto his shoulder, planting light kisses up and down your leg as he pumped into you.

Leaning down, he could feel himself starting to lose his rhythm as he met with your lips, his moans melting with your own. You grabbed onto his hair, gently tugging as you felt your abdomen pool with heat. Your name echoed from his lips as he snapped into you roughly, soft grunts releasing into your mouth.

Niragi grabbed hold of the hand in his hair, pinning it above your head as his other tightened on your thigh, his hips sloppily thrusting into you roughly. His eyes wandered in search of yours as you stared into the ceiling above you, the walls growing darker as you could feel yourself falling into your release. He felt your body clench under him as his pace increased, slamming his lips into yours, breaking only to mutter curses mixed with moans into your mouth.

Your nails dug into the skin of his shoulder as you felt yourself come undone beneath him, the fire building finally being released through your body. Niragi watched as your face relaxed, admiring the way your mouth moved when you cried out his name, knowing he was the one that made you like this. His hips slammed into you as he felt himself about to reach his own peak, your soft breaths quickly pushing him over the edge.

His head rolled as he grunted in your ear, "Oh fuck, (Y/N)..." Your legs shook at the continued movement, your vision slowly returning to you. Your eyes wandered up to Niragi above you, his bare chest now slick with a thin layer of sweat. His hips jerked into you roughly as he cursed, his teeth sinking into your shoulder as he groaned, feeling himself burst into you, leaving his final mark.

Your breaths mingled together in the silence, filling the room. Niragi released your wrist, his head leaning to rest on your chest. Your hand stroked his hair, gently weaving in between the strands as his back rose and fell with his breath. He looked up at you slowly, grasping your chin and tilting it down to look at him.

"(Y/N)..."

"Y-yeah, Niragi?"

He stared silently for a moment, licking his lips carefully. His voice was soft and gentle, the opposite of his words. "You're mine. And only mine. Nobody is ever gonna lay a hand on you again... I'll make sure of it."

You swallowed a lump in your throat, unable to look away from his gaze. The words felt more like a threat than a promise, you thought. Seemingly noticing your unease, he lifted himself up off you and cupped your cheek, kissing you roughly. As he pulled back, his thumb ran over your swollen lips, his eyes tracing their outline. Releasing a slight groan as he pulled out of you, Niragi grabbed his briefs, pulled them on, and made his way for the bathroom.

You sat up on the bed, your eyes searching for your top that was discarded earlier. Clothing yourself, you buttoned up Niragi's shirt that still adorned your shoulders. You jumped as you felt a pair of hands wrap around you, quickly realizing who it was when he chuckled.

"Did I scare you?"

Even though you couldn't see Niragi, you could hear his grin. "I didn't hear you..." You felt instant relief as he pulled you into his chest, the warmth seeping through the fabric of his shirt. His scent overtook your senses as you leaned your head back into his neck, his hands creeping under your shirt to rest on your bare skin.

You closed your eyes as you felt his lips against your neck, planting gentle kisses on every spot he marked, almost acting as a physical apology. "I hope it didn't hurt too much," he chuckled. You hummed at his words, trying not to become embarrassed. "I-it was... Good... I liked it," you pursed your lips together, hoping he couldn't see your cheeks flush. You could hear his breath in your ear as he whispered, "Gotta let everyone know who you belong to."

Chishiya tried not to pace in the lobby, his hands firmly in his pockets. He was certain his physical demeanor was on point; cold and distant, unapproachable by most. But mentally, his mind was driving him crazy. He wasn't used to this feeling, whatever it was. He had studied medicine for years and could handle nearly any physical diagnosis. But mental? It was still quite a mystery to him, much to his displeasure. Kuina stood near him, not making eye contact. He could tell she was still upset, another thing that irked him at this particular moment.

Chishiya withheld himself from looking over when he felt eyes piercing into his back, knowing full well who those eyes belonged to. "Niragi," he thought. His mind was overcome with memories of the night prior, his mind finally putting two and two together as he placed this overwhelming feeling, guilt, is what most would call it.

His breath hitched as he heard your voice from behind him, his eyes just barely wandering over to Kuina nearly lunging toward you. He hid his concern as he took notice of the marks and bruises covering your neck and legs. Kuina blocked his sight of you, or perhaps she was blocking your sight of him. He didn't care for it either way.

"Are you alright? What happened? Did..." Kuina's voice grew quiet, though not quite enough for Chishiya not to hear. "Did Niragi do this to you?" He felt his heart skip a beat as he turned his full attention to them, his breath held in his throat, unable to come out. As you opened your mouth to speak, the crowd erupted as Hatter took his place on the balcony. All eyes were on their leader, all eyes except for one.

"The games are upon us again!" Hatter started his speech as normal. Chishiya's eyes wandered over your body worriedly, his final thought from yesterday playing over and over again in his mind, this time accompanied by an afterthought.

"Shit, shit, shit...  This is all my fault."

Chishiya looked to the balcony, trying to maintain his composure. His eyes stopped on Niragi, smugly looking down at him from above. He felt his fingernails dig into his palms as the two held gazes. Niragi's eyes said one thing, "I won."

[happyandticklish]

Simon Says

Notes: Very, extraordinarily late commission for @tickles-tea! I am truly grateful for your patience in this process, I know I have taken forever to get this out ;-; but, I am happy to say that the lack of ticklish!Chishiya content out there has finally been rectified. I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Chishiya goes up against a game that may prove to be more challenging than he can handle.

After months of enduring them, Chishiya had learned to never underestimate the games. Some held challenges that made this goal easy to obtain, but others held subtler difficulties that you had to dig under the surface for. A game of tag could become a game of life or death. A game of hopscotch could end with one of your legs sawn clean off if you had a simple misstep. One of the more memorable of these was the game of Truth or Dare, which had left Kuina and him unable to look each other in the eyes for weeks after. Doubting the games was always the first mistake.

So, when the bold-faced letters on the screen read off Simon Says, Chishiya braced himself for the worst.

“Nervous?” Kuina asked as the two walked calmly down the hallway of the school building as directed. “They didn’t give us much to go off of this time—hard to make a plan under such circumstances.”

Their only instructions had been brief and clear—do as Simon instructs. If you go against him, you gain a strike. Only three strikes before you face termination from the game. Each of them were assigned a different room down the stretching hall where they would be forced to face their trial by themselves. Depending on what awaited them, this could be a mercy or a death sentence.

Chishiya shrugged, stuffing his hands inside his pockets. He scanned the doors with his eyes as he spoke. “Like you said, there’s nothing to prepare for. The best we can do is form a strategy once we’re in the room. For now, follow the instructions. You’re already such a good listener, so I doubt it’ll be hard for you.”

Kuina’s eyes shifted quickly towards him and, after deciding that it was unclear whether this was a jab or a compliment, she grinned. “I could say the exact opposite for you, boss. This is your number. Good luck~”

The number thirty glared above him as it towered over the foreboding classroom. Kuina was already off, looking utterly unbothered to the casual observer. Chishiya, however, noticed the stiffness in her shoulders and wished her luck silently. She had proved herself to be a valuable asset. He would hate to lose her so early on.

The inside of the room was fairly plain. The classroom adornments had been modified so that a singular metal chair sat in the middle of the room. It faced a modified chalkboard that appeared to be more computer-like in design than its original purpose. Static buzzed absently across its screen, almost ominous in its innocence. The walls looked just like any classroom, but any and all furniture or equipment had been emptied out aside from those two objects.

Thus far, nothing too intimidating. Perhaps this game would serve as a break, a relief from the desperate ways they were now forced to live their lives. He didn’t truly believe it, but it was nice to indulge the fantasy for a moment.

He hesitated by the door until the screen clicked on suddenly. Across it were six bold letters, flickering from the shaky connection.

Simon Says sit in the chair.

Well. The command was easy enough. Chishiya carefully made his way over to the chair, keeping his eyes peeled for anything that would provide the game’s added challenge. The game was a four of diamonds which meant that somehow intellect was going to come into this. It was possible this referred to Simon’s commands, but Chishiya wouldn’t put it past the game masters to try something more underhanded.

He settled into the chair, wincing at the uncomfortable feel of the metal. He gripped the armrests loosely, staring coolly at the screen for further instructions. He noticed that the words had colored a calming green as he listened to them.

There was a timer on the game phone shoved in his jacket pocket that slowly counted down the minutes until the game’s end. A similar timer was placed at the bottom of the screen in front of him. Twenty minutes wasn’t so bad, in the grand scheme of things. Twenty minutes was a walk in the park compared to what he had endured in the past.

This time, a voice accompanied the command on the screen. “Simon Says hold the armrests of your chair.”

He did as directed, only to have straps emerge from the sides of the chair, closing tightly over his wrists. Similar cuffs grasped his ankles by the bottom of the chair as well. That can’t end well. He tried not to overthink the vulnerable position. The important thing was to be in control of himself. Panicking would only make things worse.

The words happily dinged green once more, bringing up a new command.

“Simon Says read the following paragraph clearly and concisely.”

Chishiya furrowed his brow. A paragraph appeared underneath the command, a poem from some old author in the same bright green. “Reading?” Chishiya murmured out loud, staring at the screen. “If this is the game, I have to admit I’m a bit disappointed.”

“Simon Says read the following paragraph clearly and concisely.”

The words had transformed into a runny yellow, red creeping in at the sides. Evidently, running out the time was not allowed. He cleared his throat, narrating Emily Dickenson off the screen.

“Because I could not stop for Death, he kindly stopped for me, the carriage held—”

The rest of the paragraph got stuck in his throat as he experienced the first taste of what was meant to be the challenge of this game. Out of the seemingly smooth chair, two panels had emerged that opened and shifted to the side. Out of it came a set of mechanical hands that had touched down on his waist. He peered down at them with apprehension as they curved over the bone of his hips. Perhaps they were there to administer some kind of electric shock if he messed up?

Then, they began to move. With an almost tender gentleness, the fingers curled against his sides, wiggling gently against his shirt. Instinctively, he tensed, his fingers tightening around the armrests.

It tickled.

He was trapped in a death game and he was getting tickled.

Of everything they could have done, of course it would have been this. Chishiya pressed his lips together, doing his best to hold back his reactions. The yellow words were becoming redder by the minute, and the command rang out once more in that same dreadfully calm tone.

“Simon Says read the following paragraph clearly and concisely.”

The fingers crawled around to his front with an almost playful energy as they spidered over his stomach. He allowed himself to twitch and jerk in protest in order to focus his energy on executing the command as quickly as possible.

“—held but just ourselves, and immortality.” He tried to ignore the quake in his words along with the smile tugging at his lips. It was helpful to remind himself that Kuina would never let it go if he had survived all this time only to die from something as childish as tickling. “We slowly drove, he knew no h-haste, and I had to put away my labor and my leisure too—”

Nerve endings sparked treacherously as he read on, slowly but surely making his way through the unbearably long paragraph. The fingers had honed in on his stomach, seeming to pick up on the increased struggling that the area caused. For now, they refused to reach under the hem of his shirt for bare skin—a small mercy in this moment. He had a feeling he wouldn’t last long if they decided to explore.

Chishiya reached the end of the poem after what seemed like an eternity but in reality, could not have been more than a minute according to the timer at the bottom of the screen. The moment the words became green, he let out a hissing laugh, squeezing his eyes shut. “Shit. Shit.”

The game, apparently, did not feel that he needed a break in-between commands. The fingers continued to wiggle at an infuriatingly quick pace over his stomach. Despite this, their touch was gentle, a soft and relentless spidering that forced him to consider whether or not it was worth it to resist swatting those hands away.

“Simon Says solve this equation.”

A math problem spread across the screen, something long and complicated that involved far more letters than there ever really should be in math. A timer appeared at the bottom of the screen counting down from one minute. Chishiya was not bad at math. In fact, he quite enjoyed the simplicity of solving equations with reliable answers—it was something you could count on. He was finding his mental capacities a tad limited, however, under current circumstances.

His hands squeezed the arm rests tight as he forced himself to focus. A tight grin was pulled across his face, a mixture of mirth and irritation. Just don’t think about how much it tickles. His eyes scanned the screen as his stomach clenched with silent wheezes. Finally…

“S-Seven!"

The screen turned an annoyingly bright green, but Chishiya hardly cared as the hands had enacted a new strategy. They calmly pinched up his sides, not enough to hurt, just enough to pinpoint each nerve ending and send an electric bolt rushing down his spine. He choked on a strangled noise, squirming as much as he could in his position. They didn’t stop, either. He would’ve jumped out of his chair if he could’ve as they reached their end destination under his arms. There, they paused and continued their gentle scribbling from earlier for a couple seconds too many before moving down to repeat the process once more.

He was giggling now, and found himself grateful that these challenges had been isolated at the very least. Having an audience to this gentle destruction would have been the final straw. Red crept up to his ears as it was, but the game was uncaring of any embarrassment he might have felt.

Chishiya worked his way through five more equations in what was technically only three minutes but felt like an eternity. Around question four, a new panel had opened in the chair allowing feathers to curl and flick over his neck. Somehow, this was almost worse than the tickling under his arms—annoying and ticklish. He scrunched against their gentle touch, squinting to try to focus on the numbers floating in his vision.

He yelped out the answer frantically as one of the feathers twirled innocently in his ear. “Undefinehehed!”

The screen transformed into a violent red. “Simon Says that is incorrect—strike one."

Another few panels opened up and Chishiya lurched forward as hands gripped onto his knees, squeezing them in quick, repetitive motions. He hadn’t even realized the knees were a particularly ticklish area, at least not on himself. However, each squeeze was like electricity shooting up his legs and exploding out through his nervous system.

He was grateful, at the very least, that he didn’t need to stay quiet during this stage. He cackled wildly as the tickling overwhelmed his senses, twisting against the restraints. A quick glance up displayed that the screen had transformed to the same problem from before, only this time the red was creeping in at a much faster rate. He scanned the problem over and over again, attempting to figure out where he went wrong. It was only strike one, but he couldn’t afford to acquire any more.

“Zero?” he hazarded, gritting the word out.

The screen flashed green, and he exhaled shakily. Thank god. The tickling wasn’t terribly intense considering all that he had been through, but it was much harder to tolerate when he knew that giving into it meant putting his life on the line.

The last ten minutes passed slower than seemed possible. The final stage was puzzles. Riddles, word problems, or sometimes physical puzzles on the screen where he had to dictate where each piece would go. Chishiya had often prided himself on his ability to stay cool under pressure, a fact that had been proven many times to him while surviving the games. But this was a new level of hell. Concentration was impossible under such circumstances, and he received another strike only a few minutes after the first one.

The hands were everywhere now. Metallic fingers spidered mercilessly over his soles as his feet twitched and jumped at each touch, unable to move far as their position pressed them right into the hands’ awaiting touch. There were two pairs of hands for his thighs and knees, three for his torso, and of course the feathers for his neck which surprisingly proved to be the most irritating out of all of everything. Chishiya had been tickled before, of course, but never like this. He wheezed and giggled and cursed as he read each riddle, forcing himself to choke the laughter back when he finally gave his answer. It was a terribly gentle hell, and Chishiya didn’t know if he was going to survive it.

Possibly the worst aspect of it all was that he might have enjoyed it if there were not the threat of death on the line. The thought surprised him when it occurred, but he couldn’t deny it even as it brought a flush to his cheeks. He couldn’t remember the last time he had smiled, really smiled, let alone laughed. Forgotten rushes of dopamine flooded his mind as his nerves thrilled at the touch even as they ran from it. Touch was such a simple pleasure, and yet, he hadn’t felt it in this gentle way in so long. He felt… giddy. Happy. Alive.

He almost wished the game would end and leave him there, just for a moment, to allow him to really indulge in the tickling and give himself over to it. There was something relieving about the notion of releasing the control he had been forced to hold onto so tightly all these past couple months.

These musings were tinged by a dark stain of anxiety and fear as to what giving up that control would mean, however. He ignored them for now in favor of the much more pressing goal of keeping himself alive.

He barely noticed when the time ran out, the phone in his pocket trilling merrily at his victory. The tickling ended all at once as hands retracted back into the metal chair, and he slumped backwards, his features still stuck in a grin. His skin tingled with phantom tickles, and he wrapped his arms around himself in an attempt to dampen the feeling. Triumph and disappointment raged inside him. He waited a moment to gather his breath and collect himself before walking over to the door.

Kuina was waiting for him outside. He tried to ignore the rush of relief her presence ignited inside himself—she had made it. She was leaning against a wall with her eyes closed. One peeked open at his approaching. She did not appear as frazzled as Chishiya felt, and he frowned, wondering if she had undergone a different trial in her room.

“You’re alive,” she noted, unable to help her own slight smile. They didn’t talk about the risks that came with these games often, but there was unmistakable joy in their eyes whenever they saw each other again on the other side. They never said anything about it. It was better not to voice attachments in a place like this. “As usual.”

“So are you.” He was quickly arranging his features back into a cool mask, hoping he didn’t look as flushed as the warmth in his cheeks indicated. “What did they do to you?”

“What did they do to you?”

They were both silent, holding each other’s gaze. Chishiya was the first to drop it, dodging past her toward the exit. “Nothing worth remembering. Let’s head back, though. I think I deserve a nap after that.”

She watched him for a moment, but quickly shrugged, moving to follow him. He rubbed a finger over his palm as he walked, tracing the skin there with the tip of his nail. Sensation sparked gently at his touch, before falling flat a moment later as his body recognized his owner. He frowned, rubbing away the feeling and shoving his hands into his pockets.

He was looking forward to some rest. They had a long day ahead of them tomorrow.

[tossawary]

So, I started thinking about a Kuina Lives + Strawhat Kuina AU specifically because of a paragraph on the wiki page. I was looking up info on Shimotsuki Village while I was taking down notes for a potential Pre-Canon ZoLu fic inspired by the live-action show.

Allegedly, the infamous 4kids dub CHANGED things so that Kuina didn't die, she was PERMANENTLY DISABLED to the point of being unable to pursue her dream. And my brain went: "?!" I see no reason why (aside from a few very extreme cases of disability) a disabled Kuina could not become a Strawhat pirate and go on adventures anyway! (Franky is a CYBORG who looks increasingly like a MECHA and Chopper's pills are BONKERS.)

Relevant quote: "Per standard policies, the 4Kids-dubbed anime censored her death, stating that she had been permanently injured by the friends of a man she'd defeated (and removing all scenes depicting her funeral or grave)." Which is driving my brain UP THE WALL with possibility when Kuina and Tashigi also supposedly both have names referencing flightless birds. The THEMES. The SYMBOLISM.

Personally, I still prefer Kuina becoming injured in an innocuous fall rather than having people directly responsible for her physical disability. The degree of her injury depends on what story that a person is individually writing. I see two potential ways forward (of many) that both interest me.

OPTION A: Kuina is physically disabled to the point of being unable to fight well generally, especially with swords. She uses a wheelchair and crutches to get around, and has some other lingering issues. So, like, she can definitely still whack people with a sword and shoot a gun, but Zoro is wielding Wado Ichimonji because Kuina feels she cannot do it justice. (But she's still supervising!!! She's Zoro's coach.)

Kuina's grandfather was a swordsmith, so in this case, she would end up in a smith, weapons expert, and quartermaster role for the Strawhats. She, Usopp, and Franky can be the Crafting Team! Ship maintenance crew! Kuina takes Merry's sinking nearly as badly as Usopp does.

OPTION B: Kuina has "mostly" recovered from her injury, which set her back for several years, but is still struggling. A dedicated female fighter on the Strawhat crew is VERY tempting as an idea. Monster quartet, yes? Yes! She's wielding Wado Ichimonji and Zoro is still searching for his own dedicated swords.

She could still be a swordsmith and quartermaster in this case! In either case, A or B, I think it might be cool to give Kuina a hook? (Kuina @ Crocodile: "Compensating for something, huh?") She could get other prosthetics or just super cool assistive devices as the story goes on with Chopper and Franky's help.

KUINA'S POTENTIAL ARCS: I do really like the idea of Kuina (if she can still fight with a sword) and Zoro moving forward together, neck and neck, for the title of World's Greatest Swordsman. I think it would be cool to come to a resolution that the title is more or less something that they can share? Like, only one of them can beat Mihawk in a "fair" duel, so that's an issue in the competition between them, but I do like the idea of the two of them going back and forth beating each other in duels, at the top of the world together.

Arguably, when Zoro sacrifices himself at the end of the Thriller Bark Arc, he has come to the resolution that he'll give up his dream for Luffy and the crew, where he gives up the last remnants of being self-centred and throws himself completely behind Luffy's philosophy of friendship and enjoying the journey. He still wants to be the World's Greatest Swordsman, but his crew comes first. I don't recall after this point any reckless moments of a similar nature to him stabbing himself in Orange Town when fighting Buggy's crew to prove a point. Zoro's recklessness culminates in sacrificing himself with purpose.

It does feel a little weak, but... Kuina could decide that she's comfortable in her own skills and doesn't need to prove anything to anyone. She KNOWS she's as good as Zoro is. She can declare herself the World's Greatest Swordswoman and let Zoro fight Mihawk. (They did probably flip a coin over it or something.) Maybe she never really wanted to be the World's Greatest, maybe she just wanted to live her life the way that she chose, and felt like becoming the World's Greatest was the only way of permanently shutting up every sexist jerk who has ever talked down to her. (They will never shut up. Sexist jerks will always find something to nitpick.)

ALTERNATIVELY: Kuina could have a heartbreaking and healing story about having to give up your dream because it's not physically possible anymore. Even if this is a story where she's still fighting as a swordswoman with Wado Ichimonji and is monstrously dangerous, maybe her physical disability prevents her from now fighting on Zoro's level, which really fucking sucks for her when she feels like she has so much to prove as a woman.

Shounen manga has always had an issue where the solution to some fights is that the protagonist just needs to "fight harder, yell louder, and believe in himself more", even when the protagonist is bleeding from everywhere. "One Piece" is fun because there are plenty of fights and problems where the protagonists succeed due to being genuinely clever, but there are other fights where it's all about a manifestation of willpower (sometimes literally). And this often works thematically.

I think Kuina would be interesting as a character for how she could contrast against Zoro, so I'm leaning towards giving her a very different story rather than making her Zoro 2.0 (Female).

For example, where Zoro is reckless, I think Kuina might be cautious, especially if she's been badly injured before and is still struggling. In flashbacks, she's open about her problems and anger to Zoro because he's her friend and also a safe target - he's an outsider / outlier in the dojo and she can beat him in a fight. In a martial school that probably demands some level of respectful behavior, Kuina might not display the same bravado and unhappiness to her father, who is also her teacher and responsible for the sexism that she's internalized.

If she's a swordswoman still, I don't know that she would challenge Mihawk at the Baratie. For one thing, it's STUPID. Zoro had to KNOW that he was nowhere near Mihawk's level and he's lucky that Mihawk had some level of honor and curiosity to spare him. If Mihawk had been a little more of an asshole, that would have been the end of Zoro's dream. He was really stupid there (affectionate, that's my boy). The smart thing to do is keep your mouth shut and live to challenge Mihawk another day, but I think Kuina would also hate herself for this kind of "cowardice".

Her personal struggle as a character might be with reserve and fear of risk, whether this culminates in her ultimately overcoming all obstacles and succeeding in her dream with the help of her friends, or in her giving up her dream due to a physical disability (or multiple physical disabilities) that is no fault of her own in favor of a new dream. You could try your best to combine all of these different elements into Kuina's arcs and abilities. There's a lot of possibility.

[onlinekitsune]

Sensible Sort of Love

“I never wanted a quiet, sensible sort of love. I wanted to be devoured.” – Beau Taplin, The Devouring

hihi i usually write stuff abt otome games but recently aib has captivated my entire attention (especially chishiya) so i just had to write a thing! very much inspired by the poem above!! i hope you enjoy! and i apologize if it’s a bit ooc, it’s kinda how i perceive him🫶🏼 tldr: basically an au of chishiya telling you his plan while also confessing his feelings・spoilers for s1 ep 6/7?? (not sure sorry), gnc!reader, not proofread

“I have to say, this is very unlike you.” Kuina scoffed. Chishiya kept his back to her and let out a long sigh. He knew that. You seemed to have turned his world flat on it’s back. You were a hurricane ripping through everything he thought he knew. And yet, he still wanted to chase you.

“I know.” He finally let out. Still avoiding her gaze. “I just. I don’t know. I just want them to be safe. I don’t want them to be caught in what this will turn into.” He added. Kuina smiled and let out of a sigh of her own. It was odd to see the effect you had on him, but refreshing.

“I already know, Chishiya. It’s written all over your face. I’ll go grab them, don’t worry.” Kuina replied, gently patting his shoulder. He continued to stare at the horizon, awaiting your presence. His fingertips twitched in anticipation. To say that he was nervous was a complete understatement. For the first time, he wasn’t sure how you’d react.

You saw him there, still facing away from the entrance. His gaze glued on the bright blue sky that was engulfing him. You knew immediately as you stepped foot on the roof that this was no ordinary conversation. Though, there were never just ordinary conversations between the two of you. Your relationship was quite peculiar, only suitable for the situation you two were in.

“Are you just going to stand there and stare?” He asked coyly.

“You’re the one who invited me up here. You can’t even turn around to greet me?” You smirked. You crossed your arms, staring straight at him.

“Touché.” He muttered, turning around to finally meet your gaze. His eyes met yours and immediately darted to anything else. “Welcome to the roof. You’ve been here a number of times and you still need a tour?” He jeered, mocking the movements of a tour guide. You rolled your eyes. He was stalling. Spending a lot of time with Chishiya gave you the advantage to read people, to read him. Which was his own downfall. You didn’t notice he was walking towards you until he was just a step away.

Chishiya reached out to grab your wrist, stopping just inches before. His fingers lingered inches away. They softly brushed down to meet your fingers. They were soft and treated yours as if they were made out of plaster. “Hey.” He breathed. You looked up at him. You weren’t too much shorter but still enough where you had to slightly tilt your head. The sunlight made his dark eyes twinkle, highlighting how teary they were. “I have a plan. It’s a bit risky. But, I want to include you. I don’t want you to be caught in up with what happens. I care about you, you know.”

Your breath hitched, trying to gather everything that was happening. You were so lost in your own world. Unaware that his hands were encased in yours. It’d been a long couple of days in the borderland. Long enough that a simple touch of affection had you lost for words. You blinked twice, seeing if this was some kind of odd dream. It wasn’t like Chishiya to be this gentle or sentimental. It was a completely different side from the cocky blonde.

“You don’t need to requite my feelings. That’s not what’s important, I-“

“They’re important, Chishiya.” You interrupted. “You’re important. Especially to me. If it wasn’t obvious what my feelings were already… I’ll just show you.” You hesitated for a second, leaning towards him. You waited to see his response and you sure did. The soft grin that you knew and adored fell upon his lips. Silently revealing to you that it was completely okay to kiss him. Your hands found their way to the hems of his jacket zipper. You slightly pulled them closer to you still embraced in your shared kiss.

“Well, happy ending?” A voice interuptted, from behind. You pull apart from Chishiya, instantly hiding your face away from Kuina. She laughed before gathering closer to the two of you. Chishiya then began to describe his plan to steal the cards, before the beach could collapse on itself.

[real-jaune-isms]

(This is a real comment on my One Piece fic)

Say you misunderstood the crux of Zoro’s backstory without saying you misunderstood it.

Never in my life have I seen such an incorrect take.