#kuina drabble

[niki-phoria]

‧₊˚✩ sweet moments with chishiya, arisu, and kuina

warnings: we deserved more kuina and chishiya in s2, as always chishiya is a little ooc, i am so close to making one of those giant YOU NEED TO REBLOG FANFICTION AND LEAVE COMMENTS posts that get shared around everywhere because my motivation is so bad rn and i love the encouragement/interaction does this sound like i'm complaining ??

gn! reader (they/them pronouns used)

‧₊˚✩ chishiya - stargazing together

(word count 246) he looks like a cat here it's so cute ksnlsknks

chishiya pauses as soon as he reaches the roof. you sit by the ledge, staring up at the sky. your jacket hands loosely off of your shoulders. 

“what are you doing?” you don’t even bother to glance back at him, still looking up. 

“i’m stargazing.” he cocks his head, silently walking over to stand behind you. he glances up at the night sky. the stars are out, barely shining through the clouds. it’s nothing special to chishiya. the stars are there every night. why bother looking at them? 

“stargazing,” he repeats the word like he’s never heard it before. “why?” 

you glance over your shoulder up at him. “because the stars are out.” chishiya stares at you for a few seconds. “you can join me if you want to.” 

despite still not understanding why you would sit on cold concrete and stare up at the sky, chishiya sits down next to you so close that your shoulders barely brush against each other with each movement. he stares up at the sky for a few minutes before he finds himself bored. his eyes drift to the side, entranced with how you’re so focused on the stars. the soft smile on your face is enough to bring one to his own. you look over at him, smirking. 

“like what you see?” 

chishiya rolls his eyes, shaking his head. you laugh, leaning your head against his shoulder. he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest. 

‧₊˚✩ arisu - comforting you after a nightmare

(word count 263)

you jolt awake, panting as you sit up in bed. your hands are shaky. sweat clings to your shirt as you cover your face with your hands. tears sting your eyes, threatening to roll down your cheeks. 

“y/n?” arisu’s hand is warm as it presses against your shoulder. he gently coaxes you to lean against his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. you cling to him desperately as if he’ll disappear if you let go, even for a second. “do you want to talk about it?” 

you let out a shaky sigh, trying to calm yourself down. arisu’s hand rubs comfortingly against your back. the air is cool against your skin from the wind blowing through your open window. the music from the beach continues to blast on despite the late hour. “i just… i’m tired. of the games, and the people here, and almost dying every day.” 

“i know,” arisu whispers, holding you a little closer. his shirt is stained with your tears. you smooth your hand against the fabric of his shirt, trying to smooth out the wrinkles from where your hands gripped onto it. “i know it’s hard. but we need to keep going.” he moves a hand to your jaw, lifting your chin. he leans down a little to press his forehead against yours, big brown eyes staring into yours. “i will get us home. i promise.” you nod, reaching over to grab his hand. 

“i love you,” you whisper. arisu pulls you back into the hug, pressing a kiss against your forehead. 

“i love you too.” 

‧₊˚✩ kuina - you get jealous

(word count 332)

your nails dig into your hands as you watch the man lean over, hand resting on kuina’s shoulders. she laughs as he watches her, smirking over his drink. chishiya chuckles as he leans against the wall next to you, hands in his pockets. “jealous?” he asks, leaning to glance over at you. 

you sigh, forcing yourself to relax. “shut up.” 

“you know, if you’re so jealous, you could just walk over there and tell her.” the man’s arm around kuina’s shoulder moves to rest against her arm. she shifts a little away from him, looking away. 

you ignore chishiya’s knowing gaze, pushing off of the wall and making your way over to the beach chair they’re sitting on. “y/n!” she smiles, eagerly shoving the man’s arm off of her and wrapping you into a hug. she clings to your arm, turning back to the man. you ignore how he’s glaring at you, squeezing kuina’s hand. your shoulders feel tense as he looks you up and down with a sour look. “this is my partner, y/n,” she introduces. 

“it’s nice to meet you,” you bow before leaning down next to kuina’s ear. “it’s getting late, we should head back to our room.” 

“ah, you’re probably right,” she says, turning back to the man. “i’ll see you around,” she dismisses, letting you wrap your arm around her waist. 

you bite back a sigh of relief as you close the door behind you. kuina chuckles as she pushes you down onto your bed, moving to sit on your lap. “are you… jealous?” she teases. 

“no,” you look away, avoiding her glance. “...maybe.” kuina laughs, leaning down to lift your chin so you’re looking into her eyes. 

“y/n, you are the most amazing person i have ever met. there is nobody in the world that i love more than you,” she whispers, pulling you a little closer. “i love you.” 

you lean forwards, pulling her into a sweet kiss. “i love you too.”

[sanb3rry]

hi hi hi can i please request a kuina (aib) x reader fic where kuina does the readers make up🙏🙏

kiss and makeup !

in which you let your darling gf practice her makeup on you.

cw : ooc! kuina, set after leaving borderland, typos (maybe)

kuina glanced at you through the mirror as you were sitting on the bed and scrolling on your phone.

"can i do your makeup?" she looked at you with bright eyes.

"what? you want to do my makeup?" you looked back at her and saw her nod her head. "alright" you sighed.

you got up and sat on her vanity's chair. "hm, i think this shade would look good on you, what do you think?" she said referring to the lipstick shes holding.

"if you think so, it probably would." you hummed. she giggled as she turned the chair. "you're so pretty." she smiled.

you could feel your face getting hot, "thank you." you whispered. "you're welcome, pretty." she replied as she got done with applying the lipstick.

"it does look really good shade on you." she mused. you picked up an eyeliner, "you think you can put this on me?" you asked.

"ooh! yea." she sat on your lap and winked, "for precision." she said and took you eyeliner from you.

you were trying to not explode from how your face was to yours, also doesn't help that she's so pretty.

you glanced at her lips once,

twice,

thrice,

"do you wanna kiss me that badly?" she chuckled.

"you noticed?" you sucked in a breath as she moved closer, your lips so close to hers. "yea." she said and kissed you. the eyeliner had been long forgotten as she put her arms around your shoulder and pulled you closer.

she tasted like cherries, you thought. it felt like minutes had gone by before she pulled away. "your lipstick is smudged." she giggled as she uses her thumb to fix it.

"i dont mind." you replied breathlessly as you put your head on her. she played with your hair, and in that moment you knew that you really really liked her.

© sanb3rry2023

[sunoooism]

i would like to req something pls hehe ^^

chishiya + reader e2l are being yk a couple in secret right but then friends catch them and then everyone goes :o because friends aren't used to shiya being lovey let alone with the person they would least expect to ever see with him

tytytyty it's been a while since ive read anything aib but ive noticed the thinning of fics because of the hype dying down :c

I hope this was okay for you! <3

ARE YOU GUYS BONING?!- chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader

୨୧ . . . content— secret relationship, crack/fluff, profanity, mentions of sex.

from the outside you and Chishiya were friends, but nothing more in your friends' eyes, they thought you got into disputes far too easily to tolerate each other in a loving way. to them you were this cheerful and bubbly person who was always ready to help others despite what people warned, and from their point of view Chishiya was this cold, stoic and on occasion brooding man who held little empathy for anyone but himself. but this was of course their view. to you Chishiya was significantly different. sure, he still harbored the traits that others viewed him as but he also had more caring ones. when it was just the two of you he wasn't exactly bouncing off the walls and hugging you till you couldn't breathe, but he was more open and relaxed. he let you hug him and kiss him wherever you pleased and he was more comfortable showing you physical affection. he'd always ask if you'd remembered to eat or drink anything that day and if not he would cook your favorite meal. at least twice a week he fed into your obsession with little trinkets he'd see on his way home from work, it made his day more bearable when it ended with your smile. to you, Chishiya was your caring boyfriend. which is why you had to hide it. you both knew that if found out you would in turn receive endless amounts of teasing from your mutual friends. especially Kuina.

unfortunately your friend group was together almost every day of the week so you rarely got alone together unless you snuck away somewhere which was definitely not meant to be used as a secret meet up spot. so when Chota and Karube invited you and the others to a party, you and your secret lover declined for separate reasons. there was no way you weren't taking advantage of this chance to be alone. you had texted the group chat saying you were sick and at home while Chishiya had said he was out of town for personal reasons, which wasn't technically a lie on his part.

"peace, finally" you muttered as you shuffled into Chishiya more, your head rested between his neck and shoulder while he had an arm around you to ensure you stayed close. "they better not blow up my phone" you chuckled and refocused your attention to the t.v where a film of Chishiya's choice was playing but soon got distracted and started to fidget with his hands, occasionally you pulled one toward your face so you could lay a kiss on the back of his hand. times like these were the ones you truly cherished.

as the hours ticked by you felt yourself getting sleepy, the repetitive dialogue on the t.v and the slight buzz your boyfriend's cologne gave your head wasn't helping you stay awake. the comforting feeling of having him around didn't help you to stay conscious either. soon the urge to sleep overpowered your body and Chishiya could feel you drifting off on top of him. he lowered the volume on the television for your comfort and pulled a blanket over you both so you wouldn't be cold. Shuntaro never really imagined himself being so lucky. everyone always called him cold and incapable of love, which was in fact a lie. he just showed it differently, which you knew and were okay with. he was immensely grateful that you let him show his adoration for you the way he preferred.

the light of the day was fading and along with it Chishiya's will to stay awake. you had only been passed out for around half an hour so he didn't need to worry about you waking up. so with you tucked up in his hold he let himself fall asleep with you, his head falling to rest on top of yours. when you both awoke to what you assumed to be morning but were instead met with flashing phone cameras you were stunned and a little frustrated to say the least.

"Chishiya, what are you doing to Y/n!" Arisu slurred, clearly more than a little tipsy from the way he was holding himself. "he's cuddling them, that's what he's doing!" Tatta had pushed himself to the front of the huddle just to yell, "are you guys boning?!" Usagi slapped his arm and sent a distasteful glare his way. "don't be so vulgar!"

"okay then, are you guys 'making love'!" Chishiya stared at his flushed friend in disgust and rolled his eyes when they all insisted on an answer from him. "no, we are not boning or making love. we're dating you morons."

silence followed Chishiya's bold statement. everybody stared at each other with wide eyes. the awkward stillness was interrupted when Kuina burst out laughing, the voracity of her cackles almost tipped her over. "okay, good one, Chishiya!" others followed suit after realizing it was a joke. most doubling over in lung aching laughter. "oh my god, man! you almost got me!"

"c'mon guys, let's leave this endearing couple alone!" what they failed to realize was that this was in fact not a joke, and was quite a real relationship. you both stared in shock as your group of drunk friends stumbled out the door and slammed it behind them.

"did they just leave….?"

"It seems that way, yes."

©sunoooism

[catgirl-catboy]

Zoro didn't expect becoming the World's Greatest Swordsman to be easy, regardless of what assholes at the Baratie think.

But he didn't expect it to take years, and another thousand battles against the man.' Mihawk taught him too damn well, every single fight ends in a tie.

They draw blood, and leave scars everywhere but their backs. Zoro gets revenge for the eye stolen from him years ago.

Injury after injury, Zoro gets closer. Mihawk gets slower. Zoro heals faster because he has his youth, and the power of his word behind him.

They both knew the outcome was a long time coming.

When Mihawk's head finally rolls, the expression on it is relief and pride.

It isn't just Zoro's victory. Its Mihawk's and Kuina's as well.

In all of his childish fantasizing about this moment, he'd feel a rush of euphoria.

Kuina's spirit can finally left in peace. He feels pain. He feels tired. He feels pity. But he also feels a great weight lifted off his shoulders.

He's the world's greatest, but who is he? What does he want from life, now?

He gets himself a drink. It seemed like the logical first step in giving himself direction.

[niragisimp]

The Pain Before (Niragi x Reader) Part 15

Part 14, Series Masterlist, Masterlist

The players ran throughout the hotel, all trying to get down to the lobby as quickly as possible. The thought ran through Niragi's mind for moments on end, but in the end, he decided against going back for you. You would be far safer in his room, tucked away where no one would dare to enter. Especially in a game such as this.

The crowd gathered around the girl crying out for her lost friend, and it only took a moment of Niragi stirring the pot for everyone to turn against each other. This was more than perfect; the prime time and conditions to finally make those pathetic excuses for "friends" that you have pay for what they put you through.

For some reason or another, Niragi couldn't help but find joy in firing off rapidly into the crowd. His laugh echoed throughout the halls, the various shots of gunfire beginning once Aguni gave the order to find the Witch. 

The thought had occurred to Niragi more than once when he began firing, what he would've done to his bully, your brother, Haru, if he had gotten the chance in Borderlands. But you took care of that all on your own, it seemed. He recalled the night he demanded you meet him on the rooftop, the night he humiliated you. He still wasn't sure why he did what he did. Maybe he wanted some form of payback for having the live through the torment of that bullying. Maybe he just wanted to see if you were anything like your brother.

But you weren't. You were just another victim all the same, just as Niragi was. But Niragi refused to be a victim any longer, and he was going to be taking you with him on that path; whether you wanted to or not. As the militants began chasing after the other players, Niragi felt a certain kind of bliss in knowing he could do as he pleased, all the while you were safe and secure. He was certain you weren't the Witch, how could you be? He had eyes on you almost every moment of the day, even if they were the eyes of a snake.

You groaned and shook in your sleep, the sweat from your brow dripping down onto the pillow as you tossed in your turmoil.

The fires raged on, the screams of your parents hollowing throughout the street as you watched on, the police holding people back as the firemen tried desperately to extinguish the flames. The fire was a lot bigger than you expected it to be, but as long as it got the job done. That man would never lay a single finger on you, ever again.

The police questioned you over and over again.

"How did the fire start," was the main concern of theirs. You could've told them the truth, but where would that have gotten you? Locked away somewhere, probably in an asylum or prison for at least the next twenty years or so. The smell of gasoline wasn't as prominent on your hands anymore, at least. Everyone in the area smelled of it, so why would it seem suspicious that it was on you?

Haru beat on your door over and over again, telling various profanities and slurs, nearly breaking the door at one point or another. You were huddled up in the closet, shaking as you held your knees to your chest. You cried silently to yourself as Haru screamed drunkenly.

Looking at your phone, you scrolled through the limited contacts that you had. Your mother, father, Haru, and a few distant relatives. You contemplated calling your aunt who housed you for a while, but you knew she was tired of dealing with a child that wasn't her own. You leaned your head back on the closet wall as you pursed your lips together, trying not to make a sound as you covered your ears, sick and tired of being harassed and violated by the one person who was supposed to protect you from harm.

The thought was a sudden one, almost like a foreign voice looming over in your mind. "Wouldn't it be nice if all this stopped?" You shook your head, trying to get rid of the voice that lingered ever persistently.

"You can make it stop. All of it."

You froze at the thought, telling yourself it wasn't a thought worth lingering. All you had to do was save up enough money to move out, and then you would be free of this, or so you had hoped. "But would that really stop that monster from finding another victim?" Your eyes opened slowly. Oddly, you never felt as calm before than in that moment. You wiped the tears from your face and simply waited for the beating outside of your door to stop.

It didn't take long for Haru to pass out drunk in his room. You grabbed the rope, tying it around the handle of the doorknob, securing it to your own. You gave it a good tug, and it didn't budge. "Good." The smell of gasoline filled your nostrils, but you knew to only do enough near the outlets for it to start and spread, the rest would surely take care of itself. Once the lighter dropped, the eruption of flames made you stumble backward, the heat blaring in your face. The heat captured your attention as you waited patiently. "But shouldn't I be panicking? Maybe even regretful?" "No."

Your eyes sprung open as you sat up hurriedly, your heart beating fast as you felt a droplet of sweat run down your neck. You glanced around the familiar room, an odd sense of calm washing over you, only to be disrupted by the sound of gunshots in the distance. Swinging your legs over the edge of the bed, you carefully made your way to the door, pressing your ear to the wood. Various screams and gunshots were all that could be heard. Out of the corner of your eyes, it called to you. Turning back, you focused in on the small television flickering on and off, your eyes going wide as the reality hit you; the Ten of Hearts had officially begun.

Pushing every anxious thought to the back of your mind, you pushed through the door leading to the hallway, leaving Niragi's room behind you. Making your way carefully through the mostly empty halls, you found yourself in the lobby, picking up a phone and letting it scan your face. You briefly glanced at the girl lying in the middle of the floor, pausing briefly at the knife in her chest. Your head whipped towards the sound of dangerously familiar laughter followed by gunshots, the sound of bodies dropping echoing through the halls. "Niragi..."

It wasn't long before you saw his face, and your eyes met almost instantly. "Y/N, there you are! I thought you'd wait in the room!" Niragi had a grin you couldn't quite place on his lips, and for the first time, you felt an odd sense of panic as you looked at him. "... Niragi... What's going on...?" You barely got the words out before his laughter erupted, making you jump slightly. 

"Isn't it great, Y/N? I never would've dreamed the Ten of Hearts would be this much fun!" You took a step back before you even realized it, but Niragi noticed plenty. He moved his gun to the side, walking towards you with a confused look on his face. "Hey, what's wrong? I'll clear the game for us, you go back to the room." You couldn't do much else but look at him, almost as if trying to recognize him.

Niragi could sense the change in your eyes when you looked at him, tilting his head a bit, "What's that look for?"

His hand gently reached out, trying to tilt your face up to look at him properly when you stepped back suddenly, and Niragi then realized where he had seen that look before. His eyes went wide a bit, "No, no, no..." Echoed through his mind as his memories came to him.

The pouring rain as you ran into him in the alley, Haru just moments behind you. The fear, the reaction, it was all the same. The sight of you on the floor in the hallway in Niragi's shirt, looking helpless and scared as he mocked you and threw you to the side. The look on your face mirrored it all. Niragi quickly reached out, his hand barely brushing against your swim cover, "Wait!"

Feeling your heart start to race, you turned and ran in the opposite direction, your feet moving before you could comprehend what Niragi was even trying to say. You bolted up the stairs, hoping the floors above would prove to be safer. After several floors, you slammed into someone rounding the corner, stumbling backward and picking yourself back up hurriedly, fists raised in defense. You paused for a moment at the white jacket, your stance softening slightly.

"Y/N...?"

Chishiya couldn't believe his luck; finding you here like this so quickly. Without waiting for your response, he quickly pulled you into a tight hug, surprising you both. "... I'm glad you're okay." He swallowed the lump in his throat, his hand never leaving your arm as he pulled away, not bothering to look at the shocked look on your face. He pulled you along hurriedly, "Come on, quickly." He didn't wait for your answer as he tugged you along, keeping you close as he silently maneuvered through the halls, stepping over the littered dead bodies in his path.

Chishiya looked ahead, his eyes narrowing as he listened carefully, not realizing his hand had slid down to yours. He quickly crossed the hallway, pulling you into a room he knew hadn't been used in weeks. Closing the door firmly behind you, he finally dropped your hand and turned to you, "Are you alright?"

He tried not to let his shock show as you buried your face in his chest, hugging him tightly, your body nearly shaking. He awkwardly positioned his arms around your back, "... Stay here until I come back to find you, okay?" You forced yourself to pull away, wiping away tears you didn't realize had been falling. You nodded your head in understanding, sitting on the edge of the bed in the room.

With one last look, Chishiya turned and left the room, pulling the door firmly closed behind him. "I'll be back before you know it." He murmured to her through the door, knowing she probably couldn't hear it anyway. He pulled his hood up over his head, shoving his hands in his pockets. It was there when he felt them, nearly forgetting they were even there. Thirty-nine cards glided across his fingertips as he walked forward silently, for once having an odd sense of purpose in this excuse for a world.

The door ripped from the hinges, falling to the floor with a loud echoing thud. Niragi's eyes narrowed as he stepped in quickly, his boot overlapping his kick imprint on the wood. "Shit." You were gone. He rummaged through the room, checking the bathroom and closet, nearly screaming in anger when he couldn't find you. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He yelled, throwing the desk chair across the room. The smoke from the basement was already reaching the higher floors of the hotel through the vents, and Niragi could feel himself running out of time.

He ran his hands through his hair, pacing back and forth in his room, his gun dangling from his shoulder. "Where is she? Where is she? Where is she?!" Niragi could've sworn he saw you walk past the room, bolting out and looking both ways down the hallway, his heartbeat starting to become rampant as he found nothing, no one in sight. He paced in the hallway, cursing himself for not going after you earlier.

Niragi just watched as you gave him that look, the look that mirrored your horror when he first met you, running from your stepbrother. He couldn't move his body to go after you as you ran from him, his feet frozen in the ground before he could think to react. The only thing on his mind now was finding you, and ensuring your safety. Niragi ran through the halls, his mind trying to form some plan of action as he stepped over the various bodies that were littering the halls.

He checked your room, the cafeteria, and even Kuina and Chishiya's separate rooms. The smoke was thickening through the halls, Niragi coughing in response. He cursed to himself, running towards the fire exit. He started making his way down until he stopped, turning and bolting up the stairs. The roof. He would be able to see you from the roof if you made it outside.

Pushing the door open, he hurriedly stepped out onto the roof, ignoring the various sounds of screaming from below. He grabbed his rifle, looking down through the scope to see if you were out already. His shoulders tensed when he heard the voice he loathed the most in the world.

"Looking for someone?"

Niragi turned his head, immediately turning the safety off his rifle, holding the grip of his gun firmly in his hand. Niragi's tongue traced his teeth in irritation, barely glancing at Chishiya.

"... Where is she?"

Chishiya stood there, his hands lingering in his pockets. "Not sure who you mean."

Niragi's voice boomed, "You know damn well who I'm talking about! Where the fuck is she?!"

Chishiya merely smirked, "Oh - You mean Y/N?"

Niragi pointed his rifle at him, taking a heavy step forward, his finger resting on the trigger.

Chishiya just shrugged his shoulders, "You'll never find her if you kill me."

He scoffed, nearly rolling his eyes, "Stop acting like you're fucking better than me. Did you really think she would pick you over me?" Chishiya stood there silently for a moment, not letting anything show on his face. But the truth was, he never thought about it. He just assumed it would all go according to plan, even if he had to adjust a few things he didn't account for.

"She belongs to me." Niragi held up his gun, ignoring the sight on the scope, smirking as he saw Chishiya react for once to his words. He lowered his hood, his face a mild scowl, "She doesn't belong to anyone." Niragi smirked, proud he finally found something that would irritate Chishiya as much as Chishiya irritated him.

"Is that why she's covered in my marks? Because she doesn't belong to me?" Niragi chuckled lowly, his eyes darting to the sudden movement of Chishiya's hands in his pockets, his full attention darting up as cards rained down, a sudden heat lashing out from a plastic water gun.

You couldn't help the burning sensation in your throat, the smoke leaking out from the vents. You thought about it carefully, coughing into your elbow, your eyes mildly burning from the fumes. Leaving the room, you left a note in case Chishiya happened to come back to look for you, telling him you were leaving. The gunshots had died down severely from earlier, so you figured it would be rather easy to get to someplace safer, even if the game hadn't been cleared yet.

Your attention turned to the window in the hall, looking down at the huge bonfire that reeked of human flesh as bodies were piled on top of bodies. You shuddered at the smell and sight, hurriedly making your way downstairs. You were just above the lobby floor when you glanced down at the lobby, staying tucked away behind the corner as you watched on. There was a young man in white, yelling at Aguni with a probably broken nose.

Scanning the crowd, your eyes found Kuina, but no Chishiya or Niragi. You thought about it worriedly for a moment, wondering if either went back to look for you. Your mind wandered to Niragi, wondering if he was safe, regardless of how much he reminded you of Haru in that brief moment, part of you understood. To be the one dealing harm instead of taking it was always a thought in the back of your mind as well.

Blinking rapidly, you pulled yourself out of your thoughts as a small group of people lifted the girl who had been stabbed, carrying her body over to the large fire burning outside. Within moments, the smoke from the basement and outside seemed to spark violently, the rooms starting to burn and decay around everyone. You quickly ran down the stairs, getting out of the building as the game clear announcement echoed through the empty halls.

You looked around hurriedly, ignoring the various shoves and pushes that came as others ran past you. Your eyes searched, your heart starting to beat loudly as fewer and fewer people started emerging from the building. Just as the panic started to build, you felt a hand on your arm, tugging you forcefully away from the burning building. You looked up, to see a focused Kuina pulling you along with her.

"Chishiya, I found her!' Your eyes looked around, steadying once you found white. "Chishiya...?"

He lightly jogged up to you both, his hands tucked away in his pockets. "Glad to see you made it out," he murmured, his face hiding away his emotions.

"Where's Niragi?"

Your voice was a bit hoarse from the smoke, but you figured if anyone would know, it would be Chishiya, the man who always has an eye on one thing or another.

Kuina looked from you to Chishiya, almost like she was trying to study Chishiya for a moment before turning away, her hand still firmly on your arm, almost in a consoling way. Chishiya's lips parted for a moment as he seemed to think, "... I would figure if he isn't already out here, then..."

You felt your heart drop to your stomach, your throat going dry as your eyes went blurry. "Wh... What...?"

Kuina's hand lightly squeezed your arm, keeping herself planted by your side as she gave you a sympathetic look from the corner of her eyes. She could relate to losing a loved one, even if they were a terrible person.

The three of you watched as the Beach burned, lighting up the sky brightly. Your hand was lodged securely in Kuina's, her thumb softly stroking the backside of your hand. You couldn't tear your eyes away from the fire, looking at every discreet movement, every flame that lashed out a bit too far. The words echoing around you didn't make it to your ears, the only thing you could hear was your heartbeat and the overwhelming voice in your head asking you the same question over and over again, "Why didn't you try harder?"

As the dawn rose above the horizon, the last three standing on the hill decided to move on. Kuina kept herself at your left, with Chishiya mirroring her on the right of you. His fingers briefly brushed against yours, grabbing your attention. "... Are you ready?"

His voice was oddly soft, making Kuina's shoulders tense, sparing him a quick glance as you answered, your voice still hoarse. "Y-yeah... I'm ready..." You wiped your face, the tears streaking the ash that gently coated part of your cheeks.

Kuina couldn't help but linger for a moment on Chishiya as you and him started walking forward. She narrowed her eyes for only a second, her hand clenching into a fist briefly, angry at Chishiya but proud of herself for finally figuring out his body language. He knew where Niragi was, and if he was alive or not. 

A loud groan echoed through the rubble of the Beach, various burnt boards moving to the side as he groggily stood up, the pain shooting through every fiber of his being. His eyes opened, his vision mildly blurred by the popped blood vessels in them. He looked around, groaning with each step he took, the agony almost making him forget what he was looking for.

Niragi looked up at the rising dawn, his body burning, pain shooting across every bone and muscle. "Y/N... Y/N?!" He screamed out, his eyes casting over the rubble, looking for any sign of you. He grabbed at his side, the raw flesh stinging with every movement. "I'm coming, Y/N... I'm... coming..." He said groggily, limping out of the rubble, dragging himself forward, only one goal on his mind; to find and protect his world.

AN: Thank you so much for reading this far! I appreciate every single repost, comment and like that have kept me going this year. This is the end of "The Pain Before", which captures season one. The aftermath will follow shortly! Please continue with your support, and please look forward to "The Mending After", part two!

[exepolars]

aib hcs

1. usagi's fave colour is orange. brilliant sunset orange, the kind she'd see and breathe in when sitting at the top of a mountain. she remembers her father in that light the most, his smile lines deep, crooked with love as he looked to the dying sunrays.

2. arisu's favourite colour is blue, a plunging and open sky ripe with freedom. it makes him think of the infinite possibilities of life, of moving forward and stepping into the azure future. he thinks of giving up less and it reminds him of hope.

3. chota has an addiction to tetris. he's constantly on the leaderboards, either tapping away on his phone or shirking off work on the computer. it's terrifying to watch him play. when he's playing, it's like the world becomes fuzz. karube once broke into his apartment bc he was knocking and chota wasn't responding.

he didn't even realise someone was behind him until karube grabbed his phone and chota screamed. his fear of the intruder was secondary to him losing his full clear streak, he admitted. they tease him a lot about it.

4. kuina has a butterfly tramp stamp on her lower back. she got it early on in her transition, and it was a moment of rash impulsion she sometimes regrets. in the borderlands, there were more important things to do than to be embarrassed of it, but in normal life, it's strange.

the first time ann sees it, she doesn't think much of it. as kuina and her become more comfortable with each other, she feels the urge to reach out and trace it growing — but she tries tucking that want away, no matter how it tries to take flight.

of course, the butterfly represents get metamorphosis as a trans woman.

5. sometimes when arisu falls into deep grief as he blames himself for his friends' deaths and usagi knows words can't reach him, she offers his hand and he squeezes for as long as they need.

6. because chishiya worked at the hospital pre-borderlands, he used to take breaks out the back. he tried smoking, but it never stuck. there were often stray cats in the alley who would peer at him curiously. as cat laws go, of course, they love anyone who seems disinterested, and they would roll on their bellies for pets.

sometimes he'd oblige, and the cats would push their furry heads into his hands. mostly he'd just stare and ignore them until they tottered away.

after the borderlands, the cats were still there, of course. he opens his hands for more pets these days. there's a certain trust in their eyes that says, i understand you too. if on their monthly checkup to his apartment to make sure he's not being a hermit, arisu and the crew spot an extra friendly meowing creature drinking from a bowl of water near the kitchen, he'll deny any accusations of adoption.

[afleshboy]

We Will Leave Just as We Came

A moment between friends when one has been dead for ten years and the other is hanging on by a thread.

Heavily inspired by this. If I'm not thinking about this every day, assume something is wrong with me. I know it's referencing further into the future but I'm not there yet.

Re Zoro vs Zolo, I mainly read the manga and in my brain he was born with the given name Zolo and so everyone that knew him as a kid refers to him as such. When he got out and started like bounty hunting and what have you it switched to Zoro for reasons and he honestly does not care which one is used.

Title taken here.

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When Zoro woke up, he noticed the petals of the flowers first. There was one hanging lazily over his field of vision. The dark blue of the flower somehow contrasted against the light blue of the sky above him.

He laid there for a moment, getting his bearings.

It was warm, but not uncomfortably so, and there was even a light breeze that caused the flower to shift sideways before going back to its original position.

Where was he?

He sat up.

Before him was a field of the same dark blue flowers, every so often a smattering of other colors, maybe different patches of them if he could see beyond the one that he was currently in.

It was peaceful, and he found that there was less weight on his shoulders than usual. It was nice.

Then he sensed something, no, someone behind him. And he knew who it was before she even sat down next to him.

She hadn’t aged past eleven, though he guessed she had no reason to. There was no way of knowing what she would have looked like if she had gotten any older but those same dark eyes never changed. In fact, they almost seemed wiser.

“Kuina.” And god if it didn’t sound like someone had punched him in the stomach when he said it from how strangled her name was. He was almost embarrassed, especially when she raised an eyebrow at him. He didn't know how to tell her that he hadn't used her name since she died.

Wait. Had he really not said her name since she died?

“What are you doing here, Zolo?”

His eyes snapped back to her at the question. She seemed much more content in this field of flowers than he was, his fingers looking for something to play with when he realized that he didn’t have any of his swords. He didn’t have their sword. There was something to be said about material items in the afterlife but there was still an ache that formed at the loss.

“Zolo.”

Right. He should answer her.

“Well, I guess I died.” Zoro probably shouldn’t sound as sarcastic as he did but there was a little laugh next to him so he was doing alright.

“Not yet.” She said, not caring how annoyingly mysterious that was.

“What do you mean not yet? I’m here, you’re here and-” And he suddenly remembered how he got here.

His skin stung as he remembered the cuts that had appeared on him almost magically, like he had been fighting someone who wasn’t there. Each slice dug into him, some of them he swore went to the bone.

That was nothing compared to the absolute ache of his muscles. Some of them he could tell ached from overuse and others from the absolute beat down that he had never received. It did compound his already battered body from his own fights.

The worst were the cracks. The feeling of his bones splintering from nothing. He didn’t know how many ribs a person had but he was pretty sure every single one had snapped and cracked until standing had been a struggle.

Zoro didn’t remember how the blood had gotten everywhere, he could see it in his mind. When he had come back to his senses not only was he covered in it, a haphazard circle around him was too. It looked like enough blood to kill three men, but as he felt his legs buckle he knew it was all his.

He didn’t remember moving to cause this odd pattern. Or what exactly had come first or if it all came at one. He did remember the pain and screaming until his throat was raw. Then he kept going.

“You’d do a lot for him.” Kuina’s voice made it clear it wasn’t a question. She was right though, as the image of Luffy popped into his head. He didn’t want to die, but he couldn’t see it happen to him.

“Yeah, I guess I would.” And despite it, even as his body ached with phantom pain, he laughed. “He’s gonna be king of the pirates you know?”

And that seemed to break her calm facade for a moment. She looked annoyed as she rolled her eyes and it caused Zoro to snicker. “What does that even mean? And what does that have to do with you?”

He had an idea of what that title meant before. He had been a pirate hunter after all, and he heard a lot of them talk about the idea of being king. None of them were like Luffy. None of them made him want to see a world where that came true. None of them made him want to fight with all the strength in him to make sure it came true. At least the second question was easy.

“I don’t know but I think even if I did, Luffy would find a way to surprise me.”

She huffed.

"And why wouldn't the king of the pirates have the world's greatest swordsman by his side? He should only have the best."

Well. He had the best.

They sat in silence for a while, Zoro leaning back on his hands as the sun beamed down on them. Every so often that breeze would come by causing the whole field to flutter into life before it went still again.

He wondered if this was it, just this field for the rest of… Whatever this was. It felt like it should be boring but the absolute peace he felt kept him from following that thought too deeply.

“So. What did you mean by ‘not yet’?” He didn’t really know what this was supposed to be if he wasn’t dead. Though that did cause a sting in his chest he didn’t want to think about just yet. He hadn’t gotten to be the world’s greatest swordsman, he had failed himself and her. Even through the shame he knew he wouldn’t have changed what he did.

Kuina tilted her head at him, which he ignored for now in favor of looking off in the distance at some yellow flowers. Sunflowers?

“You still have a chance.” She said finally, a hint of bitterness in her voice. “You can still go back, if you’re strong enough.”

If he was strong enough? Even as he thought that, he felt the heaviness in his limbs. Like something was dragging him down to the ground and the pain that had been an ache was now sharper.

Right. If he was strong enough to leave.

He would have to live with that pain until he got better, and he would have to be okay with the knowledge that he was leaving behind this heaven where he was pain free. That he was leaving behind her again.

Zoro remembered the look on Sanji’s face when he had come to find him. The anger and shock that gave way to fear that he knew was mirrored on his own face at the time. He would do it again, he would die for any of them in a heartbeat. Still.

He hadn’t wanted to die. He still doesn’t. He had things he needed to finish, promises to fulfill.

He needed to protect his friends.

“That sounds like a challenge.”

She scoffed. “Just be sure you don’t lose like you did to me.”

As they spoke, the ache in his bones got stronger. He was starting to feel the trickle of something on his chest and head. He knew it had to be blood, he could smell the metallic tang. He was fighting to go back.

“Kuina.” He looked at her, glad when her eyes found his as well. There was so much he wanted to tell her, so much he wanted to apologize for. That she was still remembered after all this time.

Everything he thought he would say, wanted to say, to her died in his throat. A small voice told him he’d have time later, to tell her everything. That he would have even more stories to share.

Her small arms wrapped around his torso, not even able to clasp her hands at his back like she likely would have done when they were kids. If they had ever hugged. Zoro scooped her up, hugging her back with all the strength he could as it was becoming increasingly clear he didn’t have that much to give as he got closer and closer to going back.

The flowers were disappearing around them, until all that was left was Zoro and Kuina. The hug felt as firm and real as when he got the rare ones from the crew (barring Luffy who threw himself at him whenever he could). He still had a promise to her to fulfill, a promise to himself, and a promise to everyone onboard the Sunny.

She knew this, even if she would miss him. “I still haven’t heard of you up here. Work harder, idiot.”

The last thing Zoro heard before he woke up to a hovering Chopper was his own laugh being carried away in the wind.

[kausstar]

SHUNTARO CHISHIYA , ALICE IN BORDERLAND !SEASON TWO. EPISODE THREE/FOUR

❝ If you want to survive, I would examine all the people here a little more carefully. ❞

 2022 ksastar — please do not save without my permission. if you want to use: find in GIF.

[bitchimasnake-sss]

"remember that time when-" ft. r.zoro!

ft. zoro x fem!reader

set-up: you're pms-ing and this man is your greatest friend and even greater enemy rn (but you know you love him); drabbles to soothe your delusional soul <3

warnings: none! very wholesome lol

-contrary to popular belief, this man actually knows what periods are (wow, the bare minimum!!!) - when he was younger, he had listened to kuina go on about being a woman and its disadvantages and all and i believe he thought she was talking smack (i mean at the end of the day, "a swordsman is just a swordsman") - so when 15 year old zoro stumbled across a library, he decided to waltz in and just pick up a random biology book to understand female anatomy (it happened one after the other, completely unplanned) - when i tell you his little fifteen year old pea-sized brain was blown away (he learnt way more than he probably should have) - (please i beg u he can read, trust me 😭😭) - but just because he knows its a thing doesn't mean he understands it. so, yeah, he actually does know what it is, he simply does not care - in his logic, he had bled multiple times and still always bounces back so like what's the big deal??? "what's the big deal? it's just blood" he's sipping on a bottle of sake, gulping down its remnants in a single breath when you had complained about cramps one evening "excuse me?" nami is ready to strike him down "i said its just blood" - nami did, infact, then strike him down - post-dating zoro still thinks its no biggie "oi, yn" he's poking your shoulder, "what's wrong?" "cramps" you grumble against the pillow he laughs, "ah, they'll go away, get up and get going now. don't sulk around, you're my fav ketchup packet" "tf did you just say?" "ketchup packet?" - you refused to talk to this man for the next two days - at the end of the second day, he had to write a formal apology (with chopper's help) and speak it out loud before you started entertaining his bullshit again - see the thing is this mf is reserved, superhuman and has an absurdly high pain tolerance so it's hard for him to sympathize exactly - he once caught you crying cause you had seen a mama chimpanzee kiss it's baby chimpanzee and hug it tightly and he will forever bring it up "zoro you remember that time you got lost in dru-" "yn, remember that time, we were passing through a jungle and you saw some chimp-" he ended up getting a sucker punch to the face he deserved it. - but just because words aren't his thing doesn't mean he isn't looking out for you - everytime you're laying there on the bed, unmoving, he'd wordlessly crawl into the bed next to you. he's give you a gentle back massage or start rubbing soothing patterns onto your belly "you want something?" he mumbles slowly, hands skimming softly over your waist - this man would not and i repeat absolutely would not allow you to do any physically demanding work though "hey, let me handle that" "zoro, i am not a child!" "you sure look like one to me." he snickers, "remember the time you saw that mom chimpan-" "zORO FUCK OFF!!" - you need something from the top shelf? he got it. you are helping ussop carry gunpowder from the storage? go sit down, your boyfriend's got it - does it sometime frustrate you? yes - does the crew use this opportunity to make his lazy ass do a fuck lot of chores? also yes - he will still 100% make ketchup jokes (he's gross like that) - but name one man who'll treat you more gently than this bozo, i dare you - it might be something as lame as a period, doesn't mean he woudn't go to the end of the world to make you feel slightly better (even if he teases you about it endlessly)

sanji's part <3 luff's part <3

[inanisomnia]

chishiya shuntaro headcanons. [chishiya x fem!reader]

idk if i'm late to post anything related to chishiya but nevertheless i'm still going to post this bc i wanna write something abt him because i need more content abt him sgakhs this man is taking over my life /sobs

anyway, here are some hcs !! i've been ia here on tumblr so pls bear with me ^^ if u enjoyed reading this kindly reblog it (?) if that's okay with u, it means a lot ilysm <;33

reqs are open <;33

oh and also this is my first time writing an hc tot

++ this might be connected to the drabble i plan to write/post

genre : fluff ?? gurl idek anymore

warning/s: none ?? not proofread kind of ungrammatical??-3#! sorry for that tot

chishiya meeting you (?)

chishiya shuntaro believes himself to be an apathetic human being - void shell of a human being. he does things and that's about it - until one night, at the beach, he saw you.

under the faint gleam of the celestial stars and crescent moon, amidst the crowds of people dancing their remaining lives away, dizzying lights that lit the dancefloor, there you are.

wearing a black puff sleeve bikini top paired with high waisted midnight-colored laced shorts - your hair gracefully danced along your swift movements as you danced and laughed with your new found friends in the borderland.

you caught his attention.

this doesn't really happen to him, but something about you was so enticing he can't even seem to look at anything else - until kuina taps his shoulder to talk about something.

after that night, he can't seem to shake you out of his head and best believe me that he's the most in denial person you'll ever know.

he'll convince himself with the silliest reasons like he might have just been hungry, or dizzy from the games, or maybe, sleepy. anything but acknowledge that he admires you.

you see, he might be an intelligent individual, academically and street smart, but there are times that he can't think straight when it comes to you.

most nights he subconsciously looks for you on the ocean of the crowds arriving after the games. he's aware that you're cunning, and physically strong to protect yourself, but there's this gnawing feeling whenever he can't spot you among the hundreds of people at the gate.

he'll never make the first move. never. unless of course you talk to him first which you did, one time because how could you ever ignore this pretty man and introduced yourself.

he can feel his heart hammer into his chest as you walk towards him but he'll never show it.

you offered your hands for him to shake as you ask for his name (of course you already know it, since he is one of the known executives at the beach. but you still shoot your shot.)

he's not the type to shake your hand if you introduce yourself, but he acknowledges your presence in his own way.

conflicted with the feelings he's experiencing but he doesn't like to overthink things so he just goes along with it.

until he can't. until he wants all of you – until he wants to know everything about you, to protect you.

as your boyfriend:

i really feel like he's not really into pda. he would want to keep your relationship in secret. there may have been lots of people in the borderlands who despise him and he's actually afraid that they will use you to get back at him.

he doesn't want that. he doesn't want you to get hurt at all. after settling his feelings that he does love you, genuinely, he swore to himself that he'll protect you.

(i've read this here before and i'll put it here but y'all are so right dgahshs) his love language is quality time. and physical touch.

at midnights, he'll sneak into your room and literally just play board games or just talk about everything.

he doesn't let others touch his hair nor his face but if its you, hell, that's more than fine.

he loves your warm touch, your tenderness as you braid or play with his hair, rambling about things you love and hate.

he's a great listener. he'll stare at you with full adoration in his eyes and slight smile.

he's fucking grateful for your existence. you're his solace in this hell you're both caught up wjth.

gurl he loves cuddles especially after a tough game, he craves your skin, your smile, your laugh, everything.

the first time you both kissed was you doing it impulsively because you got so happy on what he gave you (its up to your imagination to what it is gsajgd) and you're both caught off guard.

there was an awkward silence and a plethora of apologies, but he just smiled and cupped your face and kissed you tenderly.

everything seemed to melt away. it felt as if the borderland turned into a hazy cloud 9.

when you can't sleep, he'll play with your hair, both bodies entangled under the sheets, a wholesome intimacy between souls trying to survive this hell.

he's the type to kiss your scars and lull you to sleep.

sgakuss basically chishiya being head over heels in love with every bits of you - your flaws, your moles, your dimples, every little detail about you, he's here for it.

he doesn't realize it yet, but you did change the way he perceives himself.

[niki-phoria]

i need sone kuina x gn reader fluff 🫶 maybe the types of kisses she gives?

⋆｡°✩ kuina's different types of kisses

warnings: transphobia/mentions of her being kicked out and slight dysphoria in "i'm here now," "are you sure about this?" is suggestive

based on this post !!

CHISHIYA VERSION / ARISU VERSION

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :))

gn reader (they/them pronouns)

requests open !! read my rules first

first kiss

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kuina sighs, raising a hand to cover her eyes as she squints up at the sky. the sun continues to beam down from above as she tugs the strap of her backpack further over her shoulder, forcing herself to press on despite the sweltering heat. 

it’s eerily quiet in what should be a bustling city street as she continues on. vegetation has slowly started to take over the land, covering the sidewalk and newly abandoned buildings in a plethora vines and leaves. kuina stretches out her sore body for a second before she starts walking again. it isn’t long until she finally arrives at her destination - a small convenience store stands out amidst the shrubbery. 

the metal door handle feels hot against her skin as she enters. the shelves are still filled with a variety of snacks and other miscellaneous supplies as she walks through until she stumbles on what looks like a makeshift shelter. a familiar blanket lays balled up on the ground next to a small metal pot and a portable stove. 

“kuina?” the sound of the doors opening startles her. she jumps a little as she turns around before gasping in surprise. 

“y/n,” she whispers as you rush over to wrap your arms around her. she’s quick to react, holding your body against her own. “you’re here.” 

grateful tears sting against her eyes as you smile at her. “i’m here.” 

kuina smiles brightly at you, pulling you even closer. you watch as her eyes flick from yours down to your lips momentarily before she looks back up at you with flushed cheeks. you smile, reaching up to cup her cheek with your hand. “can i kiss you?” 

you smile, leaning in to gently pull her into a sweet kiss. you pull away after a few seconds, staring at each other with bright smiles until you both lean in again.

"i'm here now"

(word count 372)

a short pounding at your door wakes you in the middle of the night. you squint at your door in the darkness before rolling onto your side to check your phone. 01:26. you rub your eyes as another round of desperate knocking interrupts the quiet. 

you drag yourself out of bed with a sigh, throwing the blanket off of your body and slipping a random hoodie on. you swing the door open with an annoyed glare that immediately drops as soon as you see who’s standing there - kuina hikari.

her eyes are teary and her hand trembles a little as she slowly lowers her raised fist. “kuina?” 

“y/n,” she whispers. her voice cracks a little as she brings a hand up to wipe away a new stream from rolling down her cheeks. “i- i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have come, it’s just-” 

“kuina,” you cut her off with a gentle whisper of her name. you push the door open even further before opening your arms for her. she chokes on a small sob as she immediately rushes into your hold. her tears sting against the fabric of your hoodie as she clings to you. you run a gentle hand against her back. “it’s okay. it’s all gonna be okay.” 

she continues to cry into your shoulder until she calls down fully. her sobs slowly dissipate into a few stray tears that you gently wipe away from her cheeks. “i told them…” she finally whispers. 

“told them?” 

kuina’s eyes drop from looking into yours to down at the ground. “i’m a girl.” her voice is so quiet you almost miss it entirely. “i told them i’m a girl and my father told me to leave. i- i don’t know where to go or what to do, and- i don’t want you to leave. i love you. i don’t want you to leave me.” 

you wipe away another stray tear from her cheek, gently tilting her face up so she’s looking at you. “stay here. for tonight, for the week, for the rest of our lives,” she chuckles, sniffling a little. “i’m serious. i love you, kuina.”

“even as a girl?” 

you nod, pulling her into a sweet kiss. “especially as a girl.”

"come back to bed"

(word count 284)

“babe?” kuina whispers, sitting up in your shared bed. she rubs the sleepiness from her eyes as she looks up at you. you’re standing in your shared bedroom wearing one of her old t-shirts and a pair of sweatpants. your hair is messy and there’s a certain tiredness in your eyes that she can only see in the mornings. “what are you doing?” 

“i was gonna go make breakfast for you,” you smile, stepping back over to the bed. kuina reaches out, tugging at you to sit back down in bed next to her. she simply hums in response as she tugs you even further down to lay next to her. she nuzzles her head against your chest, holding you down with her own body weight. you chuckle, pressing a kiss against her forehead. “it’s our anniversary, you know. i could bring you breakfast and then we could be all romantic, go out to spend the day on the beach, find a fancy restaurant for dinner.” 

“or you could stay here in bed with me and we can keep sleeping.” you chuckle as kuina shifts to look up at you. she leans back down against your chest to hide her slight smirk when you relent with a small sigh. 

“alright,” you whisper, tilting her head up to pull her into a quick kiss. kuina is quick to react as you bring a hand up to your face to deepen. you press little kisses all over her face when she pulls away, making her giggle. you press a final kiss against her lips once again before leaning down to rest your forehead against hers with a small smile. “we’ll stay in bed for the morning.”

"are you sure about this?"

(word count 290)

“y/n!” kuina cheers as she steps closer to you. there’s a drink in her hand - probably something fruity - and a bright smile on her face as she dances around you. she holds her hand out for you to take before twirling your body around. “come on, dance with me!” 

you laugh as she finishes off the drink before resting her hands on your hips. the air is warm and humid around you but her touch sends shivers down your spine and ignites goosebumps along your waist. she sways her hips along to the beat while she tugs you backwards further towards the makeshift dance floor.

you can feel the vibrations from the bass in your bones as you finally relent, following her lead. you let the world and all of the people surrounding you disappear - especially when kuina leans forwards and catches your lips against hers in a searing kiss. 

you only pull away when your need for air overpowers your want to continue kissing her. she smirks at you with flushed cheeks and a dark glint in her eye as she leans down to press little kisses against your neck. your eyes flutter closed with each one until she pulls away for good, whispering into your ear between heavy breaths. “do you wanna get out of here?” 

“lead the way.” 

she smirks again, tugging you along with her away from the crowd and into her hotel room. it’s surprisingly clean as she pushes you down on the bed, hoving over you with a small smile. “are you sure you want this?” 

you pull her down into another kiss in lieu of a verbal response until kuina takes the lead again, littering searing kisses down your neck again.

"i could stay like this forever

(word count 309)

kuina shifts to lean further against your shoulder. her skin feels warm against your own as you reach over to grab her hand, intertwining your fingers together. a golden glow from the setting sun ahead illuminates the ground below you. it’s quiet - the only noises coming from a few crickets and the faint sound of the music still blaring from the beach. 

it’s a beautiful sight: hues of pink, gold, and purple paint the sky as the sun continues to set. the moment is made all the better by your loving girlfriend snuggling further against your side as you wrap your arm around her waist and pull her even closer to your chest. 

“what do you want to do after this?” kuina’s whisper breaks the quiet. 

“hm?”

she shifts to look up at you, lifting a hand to trail her fingers along your jawline. “when we go home. where do you want to go? there are so many places we can explore together and things we can experience. i… i want you to meet my mom.” 

your body stiffens for a second before you move to look down at her. kuina notices as she sits up fully beside you. “are you sure?” you whisper. 

“i’m sure,” she nods. “i’ve never been so sure about anything else. i want to spend the rest of my life with you,” she pauses, squeezing your hand. “i want the two most important people in my life to meet.” 

you can’t help the small smile that spreads across your face at her words. you lean down to press a kiss against her forehead before nodding. “i’d be honored to meet your mom.” 

kuina’s smile grows as she reaches up to pull you down into a sweet kiss. “i love you.” 

“i love you too,” you murmur, tugging her a little closer. “so, so much.”

[gay-dorito-dust]

⚠️A little drabble with slight Season 2 spoilers for AIB. ⚠️ this was shit.

“You had every opportunity to be rid of me and yet here I still breath, has my usefulness to you not ran out yet after all this time? Had there not been a time where you could’ve easily disposed of me?” You asked Chishiya as you dragged your bleeding form -curtesy of the king of spades- to mark your final resting place beside him, back pressed up against the car; too tired to accompany Arisu and Usagi to the final game but your faith in them was unwavering. They’ve came this far so it stood to reason that they could put an end to all this. You’ve all lost too much to meet your end here; despite how tragic that sounded, it was a befitting end. To die at the end of the game.

Freedom is almost within reach now and all you could do was reminisce on your time in the Borderlands as time etched away slower then usual. For you the more notable moments took place at The Beach; the once warm safe haven that turned into a nightmarish hellscape right to the very end as it burned down in a blaze of fierce flames. You met Chishiya and Kuina there during a period of your life where you’ve seen one too many of your friends die during the games; Even gotten betrayed by one or two during the more morally tolling ones, which forced your hand into killing them so that you may survive in their stead.

So your willingness to befriend or ally yourself with someone else were slim to none. At the time you didn’t care if you lived when participating in the games, so much so that it made you more reckless and daring during them. Which in retrospect was the dumbest shit you’ve ever done; thinking that the consequences don’t extend to you after your dead because they do and the games like to remind every participant of that. So when you did meet Chishiya and Kuina, you knew what they’re game was almost immediately.

They weren’t here to make friends and neither were you, which was why when one day they did approach you that you were immediately on high alert, hand reaching for the knife that you kept after removing it from the cold hand of a dead man you came across before reaching the massive mansion of party goers. They extended their hand in ‘friendship’ but you shut it down as you stared at them dead in the eyes and told them, “don’t think I don’t know what game your playing at because I ain’t willing in becoming an meat shield for either of you to hide behind when things get too rough. Find some other gullible bastard and quit bothering me.” Before leaving the pair in the hallway as you went to prepare for another game.

Another memory you remember so fondly was when after you had gotten hurt from a game, instead of going back to the cars that would lead you back to The Beach, you slunk your way into an alleyway to die, your position was very much the same as the one you were in currently, back pressed against the brick wall and waiting death to take you far away from this desolate hellhole. Just when you had closed your eyes in acceptance, a voice called out to you and it wasn’t belonging to an angel; It was Chishiya. “What’re you doing?” He asked, however you knew that he could care less for the reason, he just wanted to get a reaction out of you for his own entertainment.

“Waiting to die so I can be as far away from you as possible.” You replied, not bothering to opening your eyes to him.

“That’s a little dramatic don’t you think?” He responds, leaning against the wall as his eyes examine the wounds you received as his brows furrowed but not out of worry.

“Doesn’t matter, all that does is the fact that soon I’ll be free from all this pain and will never have to participate in another game as I cross over into the afterlife.” You stood to your reasoning with steadfast loyalty.

“Dramatic and selfish,” Chishiya said as he ventured forth into the alleyway and knelt so that he was in front of you, getting a better look at your injuries. He didn’t have the best view from where he was standing previously and decided that closer examination was needed. So he kept the conversation going without easing any suspicion within you as you ‘awaited death’ as you so kindly put it. “Your wounds aren’t that severe, they’re deep but the only everlasting thing they’ve leave is a scar at most.” He deduced as you opened your eyes to glare at him. “Now get up before the cars leave us behind and we’re presumed dead.” Chishiya then stood up, offered out his hand for you to take.

You begrudgingly took his hand as he then hauled you off of the floor and began to help you hobble back to the cars that took you back to The Beach, where Kuina was waiting in the lobby for him and subsequently you as she took you off of his hands and aided in getting you to Ann for medical attention. Luckily the additional days added to your visa allowed you to make a full recovery for the next game.

The rest were blurred chaos of varying degrees and the only face that you could clearly make out of that mess was Chishiya’s and his voice, cool under pressure, guiding you to clearing your hectic mind and silence the unnecessary noise that would’ve inevitably have you killed. Even when you weren’t accompanying him in certain games, his presence was with always with you that soon before you allowed yourself to be swept away with everyone else and their growing anxieties, you would clear away their screeching voices and allow yourself to let the answer come to you rather then hopelessly chase it.

“You’re right, I did have opportune moments where I could be rid of you in order to save myself but for some reason, I just let them keep slipping through my fingers. Every time. At first I was wondering if I had let this place force me into a moment of weakness. I was left perplexed and questioning everything when all but soon enough I found my answer.” Chishiya said calmly for a guy who had just gotten shot. Twice. “What was it?” You asked him, awaiting him to finish the sentence on baited breath. “I got attached.” He finally answered glancing over to gauge your reaction like he always did. Which was a habit of his that you’ve only began to take notice as of just recently. He never did once glance at anyone else other then you when he wanted to know how his words affected someone.

Chishiya knew how he made people feel but for some reason he put more effort into knowing how you felt about his words, his actions, everything. It was weird, he even did this back at the beach but when you asked Kuina about this, her answer didn’t make any sense to you. “He’s grown attached to you.” She said but you could only scoff at such ridiculousness, “he only cares about what I came give him. Face it Kuina, Chishiya would rather throw me under the bus then ever admit it to my face that he’s attached.”

You stared at him as though he had grown a second head all the while he rested his head on your shoulder, “what’re your plans after we get out of here?” He changed the subjected, already knowing how you felt about him, he always knew and deep down he believed that you did too and that’s why you didn’t say anything in response. “I don’t know, I’ve worn myself down by just trying to survive and outlive others that I haven’t given it all that much thought.” You admitted to him in a moment of vulnerability, “but I wouldn’t mind it if we went through the unknown together.” You added, resting your head on top of Chishiya’s.

“Is that so?” He asks with a slight air to his tone as though he found all this funny but his hand reached for your own, you tensed at how cold you’ve both become in such a short amount of time that you were starting to actually face your own mortality. It was scary but for Chishiya; you’d brave anything. “Only if you want to of course, wouldn’t want to deter the great Chishiya Shuntaro from better things.” You added as to make light of your situation but faulted when you felt him starting to weigh heavily against your side. “Chishiya?” You said softly. “That sounds nice,” he finally spoke after a moment of silence but his voice was a lot quieter then before, “see you on the other side.” He added as the blimp belonging to the Queen of Hearts finally came down in the form of fiery rain before everything became black.

You awoke in a hospital with no memory of how you got here. Lost and afraid you almost called out in a state of panic when is voice, cool and collected, reached out to you. Silencing the unnecessary noise within. “Your finally awake.”

[xy4n1d3]

★ - not so mr. nice guy

i’m fixated on alice in borderland, so why not make my first little drabble of it? ★ warnings : niragi himself is a whole ass trigger warning , noncon , gunplay , oral (niragi receiving) , swearing , hair pulling , & dacryphilia (?) if i missed any lmk ! ★ anything written in this fic is solely fiction and should not be done in real life. please remember to always separate fiction / fanfics from reality. EDIT: if you guys would like me to make a niragi fic please let me know!

the beach was a place where you could be yourself. where you could party, drink, fuck, and do all the drugs you want. you chatted with a few people here and there, most who were intoxicated or high out of their minds, and some who didn’t pay attention to a single thing you were saying, their gaze lingering on your chest. usually, you’d stay out near the pool area for a few hours, chatting the day away with kuina or catching up with arisu, but today, you were only out for about 30 minutes or so; the catcalling got to be too much and you were fed up with it, saluting your friends bye as you headed inside.  pressing the elevator button, you went in and tapped the button to lead you up to your room, just wanting to crash in bed and call it a night. but as the elevator opened and you were just about to taste victory, someone tugged your hair -- and quite hard at that -- and pulled you into a corner, pushing a finger to your lips. your eyes had widened massively, you had seen this guy around. he was aguni morizono’s second in command, and many people feared him; suguru niragi.  “oh, you’re a pretty thing, aren’t ya?” he asked rhetorically, letting his eyes wander up and down your figure, licking at his lips hungrily. you had to admit, he was quite an attractive man, but this was already a terrible first impression ( not that he already didn’t give you bad vibes, but you didn’t think he was this terrible ). you swatted his hand away and was just about to leave, however he pulled you back and slammed you against the wall. now you couldn’t leave, even if you really wanted to. “how about this,” he stated, a smirk pulling on his face, his eyes practically seeing through you, as if you were nothing but a toy to him. “you suck my dick, and i’ll let ya go, hm?” he couldn’t be serious.  you almost wanted to laugh at his desperation. did he do this to all the girls here? and you just so happened to be niragi’s lucky target of the day! how fun! “over my dead body.” you spat, trying to toughen yourself up. you thought that’d do the trick and that he’d leave you the hell alone, but your comment made him laugh, his tongue hanging out slightly from his mouth, showing off the piercing. god, he really was a psycho, wasn’t he? one second you were okay, and the next, a gun was placed to the side of your head. he was being serious about this. your breath caught in your throat, fear making your heart pound out of your chest. and niragi relished in it. he loved how he could make you cower like an injured little puppy in the matter of mere seconds.  “suck it.” he ordered, clicking the gun. it wasn’t loaded, was it? but judging by how dark his gaze became, this wasn’t a joke. obediently, you dropped to your knees and tugged on his pants, his bulge becoming much more evident. he was getting aroused by this. turned on by your fear. what a sicko.  yanking down his boxers, you gulped nervously at his size, precum already oozing from his slit, piercings glistening in the light. tilting your eyes up, almost begging for him to let you go, he nudged the gun to the side of your head, practically telling you to do it. taking in a deep breath, you parted your lips and slipped your mouth over the tip of his cock, his piercings cold and scraping against your cheeks. he was quite big, and you pushed your mouth further on him, trying to get yourself adjusted to his size. however, he was growing impatient with your pace, gripping the back of your head and completely thrusting his dick into your mouth.  you gagged as he hit the back of your throat, eyes burning and slightly watering. he just gave a small cackle and tightened his grip on your hair, giving you the cue to continue. nervously, you obeyed and began to bob your head up and down on him, feeling him hit at the back repeatedly, causing you to gag and choke a bit on your own spit. niragi’s lips tugged into a grin, quiet groans slipping out from his mouth. seeing you on your knees for him, fearful for what he’d do if you didn’t listen, gagging and choking on his dick was turning him on even more.  you dragged your tongue around the base, feeling his veins prod against your taste buds. saliva began to slip from the corner of your mouth, dripping down your cleavage and onto the floor. his groans progressed in volume slightly, his grip tightening so hard that you swore he was about to yank your hair out.. but then he started fucking your mouth on his cock harder, abusing your throat, making your gags louder as you struggled to breathe. tears pricked and rolled down your face, and you cursed at yourself for feeding into niragi’s desires. it didn’t help when he started thrusting into your mouth, his rhythm slightly sloppy -- he was close. with a few more thrusts, he leaned his head back against the wall, eyes shutting as he came in bliss, liquid spilling into your mouth. he tasted salty, and slightly bitter, and as he looked back at you, he pinched your nose; making you unable to breathe entirely which made you panic a bit. “swallow.” he ordered, voice raspy. you did as he ordered, swallowing his cum, feeling the bitter aftertaste linger on your tongue. he pulled out and let go of your nose, causing you to gasp for air as saliva dripped from your lips.  “atta girl.” he cackled, pulling the gun away and shooing you off. “i’ll play with you again soon.” tucking his dick back into his boxers and pulling his pants up, he watched as you cleaned off your mouth and quickly headed to your room, not daring to look back once you got there and shut the door. unluckily for you, you just got marked by suguru niragi. and this wouldn’t be the last time he’d see you.

[luvsae]

my masterlist ♡

- here's my masterlist for everything i write !

sweet home . . . ☆

cha hyunsu :

hyunsu headcanons

never scared (request) - fluff + angst

infected love (request) angst + fluff

comfort - fluff

kisses all the time - fluff

small moments - fluff

[where to request hyunsu fics]

hyunsu and loving you - fluff and angst

hyunsu and pda (request)

short hyunsu post [fluff]

5 things (request) [angst + fluff]

memory [drabble]

pyeon sangwook :

- nothing yet.

yoon jisu :

- nothing yet.

lee eunhyuk :

- nothing yet.

jung jaeheon :

- nothing yet.

alice in borderland . . . ☆

ryohei arisu :

love - fluff

always welcomed

summertime love [pt 1]

my beautiful lover

arisu loves the way . . .

friday night [short]

early mornings [short]

everything I wanted [drabble]

texts with arisu [drabble]

daikichi karube :

it was a bad day - angst + eventual fluff

i'll wait for you [pt 1 - au based on 20th century girl]

jealous [request]

bodyguard!karube [short]

kodai tatta :

mornings with tatta [short]

summer lovin [fluff + drabble]

hikari kuina :

kuina who . . .

morizono aguni :

aguni loves you [short]

shuntarō chishiya :

- nothing yet.

ann :

- nothing yet.

takeru danma :

- nothing yet.

ginji kyuma :

- nothing yet.

squid game . . . ☆

kang saebyeok :

passionate [fluff]

melodies of love [request]

sunlight [fluff]

in love [fluff]

everything to me [fluff]

betrayel [angst]

song gihun :

- nothing yet.

detective hwang :

- nothing yet.

the last of us . . . ☆

ellie williams :

mornings with you [fem reader]

cheesy lines [fem reader]

joel miller :

- nothing yet.

jesse :

- nothing yet.

dina :

- nothing yet.

all of us are dead . . . ☆

oh joonyeong :

ps, i love you [fluff]

lee suhyeok :

- nothing yet.

lee cheongsan :

- nothing yet.

nam onjo :

- nothing yet.

choi namra :

- nothing yet.

han gyeongsu :

- nothing yet.

the walking dead . . . ☆

enid rhee :

dating enid rhee headcanons [fem!reader]

short enid hc

carl grimes :

- nothing yet.

rosita espinosa :

- nothing yet.

[more characters tbd] . . ♡

to be posted . . . ☆

kuina angst [req]

suhyeok fluff [req]

quality time | hyunsu [req]

friends | hyunsu

youth | ryohei arisu

hyunsu dating someone with social anxiety [req]

if you want to request something, please message me or you can ask anonymously! i apologize if i take a bit to write it. i promise to upload it soon :)

- b

[erinfern0]

☆ Masterlist ☆

the ones in cursive have been requested!

alice in borderland

chishiya shuntaro

arisu headcanons [sfw&nsfw]

kuina best friend headcanons

boku no hero academia

dating bakugo headcanons

fate: the winx saga

stella headcanons - secret relationship

call of duty

kyle "gaz" garrick

simon "ghost" riley

john price

könig

nsfw alphabet

lips of an angel. - gn!reader

keegan p. russ

untouched; drabble. - gn!reader

valeria garza

the stars above; drabble. - gn!reader

alejandro vargas

switching things up; drabble. - gn!reader

mixed

helping when you're stressed [nsfw]

hemlock grove

paint the sheets red. - softdom!roman x afab!reader

perfect for me. - softdom!roman x gn!reader

stranger things

eddie munson

five nights at freddy's

talking in your sleep. - michael schmidt x amab!reader

requests are always open.

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[lechugapagana]

Tashigi x Roronoa Zoro Fanfics (español)

Esta es una (corta) lista de algunos fanfics Zotash en español que he encontrado. Incluí solo los que he leído y que me han gustado bastante; si os dais una vuelta por ahí, encontraréis más (y si sabéis de alguno, avisadme). 

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»Drabbles para lo imaginado — de KaoruB

“No cuesta nada imaginarlos juntos, pero parece que a ellos les cuesta bastante tener que verse las caras...”

»My Own Justice  — de Drake Rhapsody 

“Tras un encontronazo con Roronoa Zoro cerca de una base de la Marina, Tashigi se verá envuelta, sin pretenderlo, en las aventuras de una de las tripulaciones más buscadas del Nuevo Mundo. La ya tambaleante visión de los piratas que recibió de Smoker va a venirse abajo, y la joven tendrá que decidir si va a cumplir las normas de la Marina o a seguir su propia justicia”. 

»I Dare You (+18) — de Miss Grimm

“Ahora Tashigi sabía por qué su padre insistía tanto en ese compromiso, y comprendía más que nunca en la posición en la que se encontraba él. No podía defraudarlo, ni a él ni a su familia. Tal vez si Kuina hubiera escuchado esta verdad no hubiera huido de casa y hubiera hecho lo mismo que ella estaba a punto de hacer. «Esta bien papá, lo haré. Me casaré con Roronoa Zoro»”.

»Llueve sobre mojado — de Hessefan

“Estar perdido ya era malo, pero estar perdido con ella era aún peor. Maldijo su suerte y su tino por enésima vez, mientras oía esa voz chillona tras su espalda, quejándose de algo; pero él ya no le prestaba atención, estaba realmente de muy mal humor. Porque no se callaba, porque estaba perdido y porque de mal en peor, estaba con ella”. 

»Wake — de Hessefan

“No sabía muy bien qué buscaba descubrir de todo eso, pero por la culpa de Sanji estaba en esa encrucijada con la teniente de Smoker, así que ahora más le valía ayudarlo”. 

»03:45, No Sleep — de Usako92

“La cafeína y el calor son una mala combinación. Cuando por culpa de eso, el insomnio se instala en tu cabeza, hace que bajes tus propias defensas, que aflore tu imaginación. Tashigi lo sabía muy bien, y siempre echaba mano a sus carteles secretos”. 

»Colder than Snow? (+18) — de Usako92

“No se había repuesto, a decir verdad, después de Punk Hazard, le era más difícil discernir entre sus sentimientos. Tenía que ocurrir algo increíblemente importante para admitirlo, y perderse en una horrible tormenta y ser salvado de la muerte, por ella, era lo suficientemente serio como empezar a admitir que de verdad sentía algo muy fuerte por la capitana”.

»Hinsa Skies (+18, en progreso) — de Usako92

“Sesenta años atrás ocurrió uno de los sucesos más oscuros de la historia de Hinsa. En la actualidad la situación no ha mejorado, las violentas bandas organizadas están a la orden del día. Un extraña situación hace que se encuentren por casualidad Zoro y Tashigi, que no sospechan en ningún momento que sus finales están entrelazados con antelación”.

»Hanakotoba (+18, en progreso) — de Usako92

“Una isla prisión, la lucha contra la corrupción y una explosión vuelven a unir a ambos espadachines en un único camino que les conducirá a la isla de Hanakotoba, donde tendrán que recomponer los despedazados recuerdos de la capitana marine”.