#nkhrchuwuya

[yokohamapound]

Nakahara Chuuya x Reader - Tarot

Soooo, this is a little fic for @nkhrchuwuya as a congratulations for 500 followers and kind of a reverse-uno-card on her follower event! Hope you like it, Cee.

Characters: Nakahara Chuuya

Content: gender neutral reader, fluff, tarot card reading, bad puns

Nakahara Chuuya

The wall of windows looking out over the nighttime cityscape of Yokohama glitter with thousands of lights, but not just the cool, clean electric lights from buildings and streetlamps, or the ribbon of red tail lights wending through the city toward the highway. Tiny candle flames flicker in the dark glass, reflecting back from inside the penthouse. 

Chuuya whistles under his breath as he walks into the living room, hat in hand. You've been busy.

The plush living space is almost unrecognisable. Candles dot almost every surface, and you've dimmed the overhead lights to a hazy violet glow. He's used to seeing pretty crystals around the place—a cool geode, a pink salt lamp—but it looks like you've brought out your entire collection out to decorate the place. There's a pleasant smell hanging in the air, sweet and smoky. Incense. 

"Heh." 

When he asked about your tarot cards and agreed to a reading, he half-expected a playful card game or something while you both drank wine at the kitchen table or something. He should've realised you'd want to give him the authentic experience. 

He was right about one thing—wine.

"Now that's my favourite sight," he says, watching you walk into the dimly lit room, a glass of red wine in each hand. He accepts the glass in one hand, pulls you in with the other, gloved hand sliding across the small of your back. "Ya gonna tell my fortune?"

"Hmm? No," you drawl. "I set all this up so we could watch Real Housewives of Kanto."

"Brat."

It's said with such a degree of affection, it might as well be one of your other pet names. Believe me, you have dozens of them. Chuuya's never run across a term of endearment he doesn't like, and he can get creative enough to come up with his own, too. He takes a sip of wine and expels a breath, the last of the day's tension shrugging off his shoulders like an old coat. 

"C'mon then, lil witch," he says, jerking his chin toward the laden coffee table. "Show me what I've got in store."

You pull away from him and settle on the floor between the couch and the coffee table, crossing your legs. Chuuya mimics you on the other side, balancing his wineglass on a tiny bit of the table you haven't covered in crystals. He tugs on the bit of velvet draped across the middle of the table, lips quirking, amused. 

"Ain't this that scarf I got you?"

"It's all I had on hand," you chide him, waving his question away like a fly. "Focus."

"Alright, alright," he says, looking at the small stack of facedown cards sitting on the velvet scarf. "Talk me through it."

He loves when you explain your interests to him. Hearing you sound so knowledgeable and excited is like catnip to him. Sometimes he pokes through the books stacked haphazardly on your bedside table so he knows what your latest obsession is. It gives him an insight into that busy brain of yours, and some inspiration for your next city getaway. 

"Okay," you say, wetting your throat with a sip of wine, then setting the glass down and spreading your hands out on the table. "I'm going to do a simple reading. Three cards. Past, present, future. There are loads of layouts you can do, but this is the basic. Sound good?"

Chuuya lifts an eyebrow. You know about his past and his present. It'll be interesting to see what the tarot cards can reflect. He shrugs. "Sure, sounds good. What do I do?"

"Shuffle these," you tell him, handing him the deck. "Bare hands, though."

Chuuya tugs off his gloves and flicks them aside. They get tangled up in a nest of quartz. He leaves them there, taking the cards in hand. He goes to spread them out and look at them, rolling his eyes when you scold him for trying to peek. He cuts the cards with the ease of an experienced poker player, even springing them from one hand to the other before he dovetails them together.

"This is tarot, not Blackjack."

"Cards are cards," he drawls, handing them back. "Fate's on the line whatever game you're playin'."

"Sure, sure," you agree, because he'd know better than you would. You lay the deck facedown and fan it across the velvet. "Pick the card that calls out to you."

Chuuya looks a little sceptical, but he figures he's got a goddamned (heh) god inside him, so who's he to judge? His fingers hover over the cards for a second, his nose scrunching in a way that is offensively cute (and you haven't told him about, in case he stops doing it), before he picks his first card. You draw it, flipping it over and laying it face up on the velvet. 

"The Four of Wands," you say. 

Hmm...

"It's upside down," he points out.

"Yeah, that reverses it's normal meaning. So, this is your past card. Reversed, the Four of Wands indicates a lack of safety. Conflict. No close friends or family, or feeling unwelcome."

Chuuya's face is slightly unreadable, his gaze resting on the card. That sums up his past pretty well. Solitary, conflicted, no close friends—not ones he could keep alive for very long, anyway. He clicks his tongue. 

"Yep, accurate."

His flippant tone says plenty, and you gesture for him to pick his next card. He looks at them with something like trepidation, then forces himself to select another. You grab it eagerly, flipping it over and placing it beside the first one. 

"Five of Pentacles, reversed."

"Hit me with it," Chuuya says, like he's waiting to be dealt a bad hand in a poker game. 

You give him a relieved smile. "Improvement. In your present, you have a place you feel welcomed, and people who love and accept you. This is usually a sign you're letting go of the past rather than holding onto it, and things are going to keep improving from here on out."

Chuuya looks mollified, leaning his elbows on the table as he squints at the cards. As vague as the cards are, they've been strangely accurate so far. He does have people who love him, you chief among them. And a place to belong. The Port Mafia, for one, and this cosy penthouse for another. A place the two of you share, which currently just so happens to look like a witch's grotto. 

He rubs his nose, wearing a sharp little grin. "Aight, what's the next one? Two of Cups? Because I'm almost done with my wine."

"Hilarious, truly," you retort. "Pick one."

Chuuya taps his finger on a card far to the left of the deck, then waits expectantly as you draw it and flip it over. A woman in pale blue robes graces the card, surrounded by black and white pillars and crescent moons. 

"Who's she?"

"The High Priestess," you answer. "The columns represent good and evil, and the High Priestess indicates a place between the two."

It makes sense. Chuuya exists in a world shaded in grey. He doesn't see things with a black and white morality, and neither do you, or you probably wouldn't be dating an executive of the Port Mafia. The card means things aren't likely to change any time soon, which you're fine with. If the status quo remains the same, Chuuya will thrive. 

"It also means you should listen to your intuition."

"Trust my gut?" Chuuya asks, a hint of sharp canine showing in his grin. "She's tellin' me to trust my gut? Heh, alright, this spooky witch shit is pretty cool." He reaches out and flicks a fingernail against one of your crystals. 

"I'm not actually a witch," you say, smiling as you shuffle the cards back into a solid deck. But not before Chuuya reaches out and snatches one from the deck. "What are you doing?"

"Readin' your future, doll." His grin widens. "Well, look at that. I predicted right."

Chuuya flips the card around to face you, holding it up between two slender fingers. The Lovers.

“What does it mean?”

"This means ya better put these candles out and get your ass in the bedroom."

[iisabelline]

chuuya in his casual, personal outfit.

thats it thats the post

[strayai]

sleeping Chuuya sketch

inspired by a @nkhrchuwuya and their juice anon conversation here °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° i hope you wonderful beans don’t mind 

and uechan <3 on three companies conflict backstage

paper photo from public photos domain

[nkhrchuwuya]

hello nkhrchuwuya friends!!

i know i've been very on/off lately but i've also hit an amazing follower milestone a while back (hello to all 500+ of you!!!) and i wanted to do something special for you guys!

i said i'd decide on my own but i'm very indecisive so i'm crowdsourcing for ideas...? here's the few i've got so far:

something like a "describe yourself in a few sentences and i'll tell you one thing about your relationship with chuuya!"

those special menu kinds of asks (steak = smut, salad = fluff, etc., pick your drink flavor... whatever, basically it's a glorified multi-tier prompt list)

"specific kind of chuuya" week! so it's just a week of a very specific kind of chuuya and headcanons/fics about him. dad chuuya for a week? rebellious teenage chuuya for a week? AU chuuya for a week? we'll make a poll or something?

maybe a little get to know cee ask list lol?

i'd love to hear your thoughts about which one/s are fun to do and even if we can't do all of them we'll do it for the next milestone/s (if they do happen!)

thinking of doing this by next week or so to get my ass out of my writer's block so until then my ask box/this post is open for your ideas!! i'd love to hear what you guys think! thank youuu!!

[kaymarie-bell]

Dedicating my first BSD drawing to Cee ( @nkhrchuwuya | @rokutouxei ) because they deserve it, as a treat 💖

Please do not repost ‼️🌻

[rokutouxei]

happy new year guys~

just a quick life update (after uh.. *checks watch* ten thousand years)

i'm currently full-time employed now (!!) in a job that involves a lot of creative writing, which means I have less time and energy to write fanfic, which is the only excuse I have for the radio silence lately

HOWEVER! I am working on at least two full-fledged fics right now (for bungou stray dogs) which could each go anywhere from 5k-15k depending on how stubborn they'll be, so expect that in the near future!

I'm trying to be dedicated to chipping away at least one of my WIPS per month this year (total 12 fics), and they'll be in a variety of fandoms!

what i'm up to, though, is this: i've started the blog @nkhrchuwuya to house little drabbles i'll be writing every day to keep practicing writing (and keep my muscles working) so if you want to read me simping for a comfort character and exploring love and romance, i'll likely be there!

i'm not sure when exactly i hit 300+, but I want to thank all of you guys for your continuing support all this time! 💖 you guys are the best

love, cee.

[sweetwriters]

Dear @nkhrchuwuya

Your chuuya fics bring me so much joy every time I read them. I hope you know how important you are to all of us <333 Love you!

with love, anon.

[yokohamapound]

Hey, there! I just found your page and may I just say, that I feel blessed that you're writing x reader? I tried to find x reader for so long but there is a lot of shipping in the BSD fandom... The way you write them is so good. 🤍

Hi! Thanks so much! I love reader insert and I've been doing it for a while (mostly for Bleach and BNHA) but my friend got me into BSD and I knew I wanted to hop into this fandom too. There are so many gorgeous characters and such an interesting world to play with. <3

There are some amazing blogs out there, too. I have to say my favourite blog is @nkhrchuwuya if you're looking for some stellar Chuuya x gn!reader content.

[nkhrchuwuya]

WAKE UP NKHRCHUWUYA POSTED

...ngl my first reaction was "WAIT WHAT WHO WHERE" until i realized i'm nkhrchuwuya 🤦🏻‍♀️

you guys are so sweet to me 🥺 ily all!

(my queue is set to 12:00pm gmt+8 if you want to peek at a certain hour every day!)

[nkhrchuwuya]

how do you even find the time to write these many (amazing) chuuya fics everyday. please don’t push yourself too far 😞

glad to hear you got a break, do you have a holiday break anytime soon?

-🐙

it's actually become part of my pre-sleep ritual! it usually goes skincare -> planning for tomorrow -> writing for nkhrchuwuya, it just makes sense to me to go about it that way! i spend the last hour of my day, no matter how bad the day has been, doing something i love, for people who have shown me constant support. it feels like ending the day on a good note! 😊

plus i tend to remember to take my meds better like this because my head floats out of the chuuya mental space and i feel like i'm being reminded to not miss them! so yeah, that's worked well so far this year 🥺💖

don't worry about me too much, each fic takes me like an hour tops to finish usually (lots of prompts / lots of brainrot) so it's not like i'm losing too much sleep over it! i love making content for you guys and it satisfies my needs to write for myself as well 😊

this friday is a holiday actually! just got to confirm yesterday that our meetings have been cancelled for friday and it's really freeday 🤩 before that though is a grueling wednesday and thursday for me, so we crawlin', baby.