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amaya-writes · 2 years
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When The Millionaire Detective's Late to a Date
Day Five of The Underrated And The Unwritten
Notes: does the title lowkey suck? why do i feel like it does?
Warnings: n/a
Characters involved: Daisuke Kambe
Gender-neutral reader
Daisuke swore if the clock ticked on for another minute he was going to strangle somebody.
Daisuke Kambe was a lot of things, some of them worse than the others, but one thing he would never be, something he hadn't allowed himself to be referred to as, was tardy.
However, his family seemed to be hellbent on ruining that carefully curated reputation of his, what with their delayed meetings and persistence in holding him back from walking out the front door at that very moment.
Being a Kambe certainly had its advantages, but that also came with a reputation he had to uphold. One that for once was working against him.
Words couldn't begin to explain how restless Daisuke was as he watched the clock tick on, with his feet almost automatically dashing towards the door the second he had signed the required papers.
Seeing you awkwardly stand beside the restaurant's reception dressed up in the outfit he had asked you to wear had Daisuke nervously gulping as his car rolled to a stop,
Your reassuring smile and nonchalant tone only served to worsen his guilt, with Daisuke trying to order the most extravagant things and constantly apologising.
It was only when you took matters into your own hands that he finally seemed to calm down, with the gentle hold your hand had on his somehow grounding Daisuke enough to allow you to lead him out of the restaurant and towards a random park he hadn't even noticed in his haste to get there.
Sitting on a bench outside eating ice cream and discussing your lives certainly wasn't what Daisuke had in mind for that date, but he found that even such simple and inexpensive experiences could bring him pleasure.
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loopspoop · 6 months
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Imagine, if you will, Goemon’s first time in the US. Everyone’s relaxing (or maybe mid heist, who knows?) and he sees a raccoon doing raccoon stuff. Of course he’s like “you have tanuki here in America????” because have you seen the raccoon dogs?? Super similar, super cute! Lupin’s laughing and trying to tell him it’s an entirely different animal but Goemon’s not buying it at all because it has to be a prank or something. Jigen tries chiming in that it is, in fact, an entirely different animal, it just looks similar, which Goemon half believes since it’s Jigen and he would be a little nicer and not prank him. This derails their entire evening and they have to teach him about common American animals to make sure he knows they’re serious about it not being a joke
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niwatari-rei · 6 months
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For You Who is No Longer Here
And now he's another year older. Looking back on the years, Daisuke could remember all the fun memories from when he was younger. Happening to find the old sketchbooks in the drawers, the man could vividly remember the day that he turned 14. From finding Dark to be somewhat of a nuisance to thinking him as a friend. Flipping through the pages, Daisuke would occasionally find some sketches of the other along with his handwriting. Noticing that there was a blank page, he picked up a pencil. After a few moments of erasing and drawing, he set the sketchbook down. "Happy Birthday, Dark." Whether or not the other would see this, he wouldn't know.
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digitalgate02 · 1 year
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Basically Hinode Drabbles lol
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dnangelic · 30 days
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every so often i consider making a more compiled meta of the exact ways that dark and daisuke overlap/completely 1:1 reflect each other but it's too much work so i leave it to vibes
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Lupin III Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Jigen Daisuke/Arsène Lupin III Characters: Jigen Daisuke, Mine Fujiko, Ishikawa Goemon XIII, Arsène Lupin III Additional Tags: Overdose, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Imposter AU, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst, Eventual Happy Ending Summary:
Toxidrome: A set constellation of signs and symptoms associated with a class of poisons, toxins, or drugs.
_______ yeah posted the Drabble I posted on my ao3 enjoy
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femme-from-hell · 10 months
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⁺˚⋆。°✩₊ Master List ₊✩°。⋆˚⁺
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Note: Everything so far is SFW, any content in the future that is NSFW will be labeled! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ Lupin III ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
❥ Unrequited Love ❥ Gifting the Gang trinkets ❥ HCs (1) (2) ❥ Wallpapers (1) (2) (3) (4)
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ LMK ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
❥ Dad! Wukong & Macaque ❥ Wallpapers (1) (2) (3)
**•̩̩��✩•̩̩͙*˚ ITSV/ATSV ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
❥ Misc Miguel O'Hara HCs (1) ❥ Girl Dad! Miguel ❥ Dilf! Miguel (NSFW)
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More tickle prompt requests! Polygang but mostly JigZeni/ZeniJig
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“Awfully cocky for someone in your position!”
"You're under arrest!" Zenigata insisted. He was furiously pulling at the myriad of handcuffs attached to his arms and legs, caught in a bed trap that Lupin had crudely installed. The trap served as an alarm system and clock, because Zenigata had started yelling as soon as he had awakened.
Anyone would if they woke up with their arms and legs trapped. His uniform had been completely removed when Goemon went to work cleaning and fixing their unconscious detective, but it sat folded neatly on a dresser in the room. He had his boxers, but his undershirt had been cut open hastily when they saw blood. Zenigata's left knee was in a brace and several scrapes on his torso were bandaged. 
"Careful Pops, you'll tear Goemon's bandaging," Jigen insisted. "Settle down."
The shrieking and thrashing paused, and Zenigata resembled a very angry (angey?) panting animal. "What is this?!"
"You were caught in some falling wreckage. We didn't think you had broken anything, but we couldn't leave you on the island," Jigen sat beside Zenigata on the bed. "Calm down, you're in no position to get aggressive on me."
These words served little purpose. Zenigata was giving him venom with a dark look. "Why am I tied up?!"
"Cuz' Lupin knew you'd wake up feeling violent and swinging. Your right bicep is bruised, your right knee was all twisted. Goemon fixed you up and Lupin made sure you wouldn't hurt yourself or arrest us when you woke up. Nothin' personal."
Zenigata slowed his breathing and seemed to relax somewhat. Now that the adrenaline was wearing off he could feel the throbbing in his leg. "Where are they?"
"Avenging you out there. We're on the mainland."
He fully relaxed at those words, and Jigen thought it almost cute how he melted back into the bed. "You gonna free me or what?"
"So you can try to arrest me?" Jigen laughed. "Not yet, Pops. Ready to take some painkillers? You need 'em?" He reached for the bottle on the nightstand and a glass of water.
"...Yeah," Now that he knew he couldn't do anything, and that they had cared for him in their own private way they usually did, Zenigata allowed Jigen to slip the pills into his mouth and take offered sips of water. Hopefully it would take the edge off of the throbbing in his leg. "So…"
"Yeah," Jigen chuckled. "Lemme check your bandages, see if you loosened them. I'm watching you till they get back. There's leftovers in the fridge but I can make you a sandwich or some fresh noodles if you want," As he spoke he moved his hands over Zenigata's braced leg, checking to make sure that it hadn't slipped or gotten caught in the sheets. He checked the skin above, tracing over it to make sure nothing was snagged and the brace wasn't too tight.
He looked up at Zenigata's silence to see a much softer, and slightly more nervous, expression. He paused. "What?"
Zenigata blinked and seemed to shake some unknown emotion off. "Nothing. I-I'm fine. I forgot you're the mother hen is all."
"Mother hen?" Jigen snorted as he resumed his check-up. He traced a scratch over Zenigata's thigh and it twitched. He grabbed some ointment from the nightstand and began to apply it to the missed wound. "Sorry . . . Yeah, I'd say Goemon is more like the hen. He's the calmest one. Or maybe we're just becoming more domestic in our old age, it's - what, am I tickling you?" The leg had begun to shake, and Jigen had to stop again. He smirked at Zenigata's nervous expression and shy grin he was definitely trying to push down and hide.
"J-just be more careful," He said weakly. 
"You go from a hundred to zero real quick, and vice versa," Jigen chuckled. "Emotional whiplash."
Zenigata opened his mouth to retort and shut it with a second thought. Jigen had moved up to a bandage just below his ribs, checking the surrounding area with gentle fingers that were too gentle. He couldn't help it. He had to squirm away with a soft giggle. "Let mehe move my arms down at leheast!"
"Stop moving you cocky bastard," Jigen laughed. "I'm making sure you're okay!" 
"You're tickling me!"
"Not on purpose!" He was laughing with Zenigata as his wandering hands checked each scratch, each bandage, also blatantly exploring his detective's body while he had him here. "Stop squirming, you're as bad as Lupin!" 
"I cahan't!"
Zenigata's torso was riddled with as many scars as Jigen had. It was normally Lupin's department to explore Zenigata's body, usually very drunkenly and hastily in the wee hours of those secret mornings and nights when no one was watching. Jigen and Goemon rarely got to spend any similar alone time together with their fifth partner. 
Jigen suddenly appreciated the time he had now with Zeni, and this rare opportunity. 
"S-stahahap!" Zenigata finally giggled out. "It tihihickles! Ihit tickles!" 
Jigen determined that the ticklish reactions meant that  Zenigata was ultimately fine. He had scratches and bruises and a twisted knee that would take several days and ice to heal, but he was fine. And that meant he didn't need to feel guilty about giving in to his innermost desire at this very moment.
"Ya know," He set his hand on Zenigata's belly, enjoying how it sucked in at his very innocent touch. "Goemon's been the only beefcake we've gotten to play with recently…" His hand circled around the navel, enjoying how it twitched and moved. "You haven't gotten to spend any time with us like this in what, months? We've missed you." He stopped moving, letting his fingers sit like the implication of his words.
Zenigata's eyes widened, and his face flushed at the poorly veiled flirting (and much more purposeful tickling). "I…You guys have been on the run," He said in a more somber tone. "Lupin hasn't let me catch up and Yata is up my ass making sure I don't …"
Do this with him.
It didn't need to be said out loud. Jigen's shoulders slumped. He retracted his playful hand in sudden embarrassment. "Yeah. He's been hard for us to keep up with recently too," He admitted. "Lupin always has everyone running after him. Not just you." His chest tightened.
Zenigata moved his hips, the handcuff chains rattling on his arms. "We've always said that. At least you have Goemon when Lupin is running around. I'm chasing him alone."
"Not always," Jigen answered a little too defensively. "We're split up doing our own jobs a lot. You just have eyes for Lupin alone, is all." He stood, playful demeanor entirely gone now. "I'll make you some noodles 'til he's back. Let you rest."
"No, hey," Zenigata called as he started to leave. "Jigen. Stop, come back! Don't leave like that. You know what I mean."
"We know you love him," Jigen turned back. His voice trembled. "But he'll pick you up, make you feel like the friggin' world is brighter than it is, and leave you rubbing your eyes an' picking up the pieces as he moves on to the next treasure."
"...We've had this conversation before. You're usually the one he leaves me for."
"He wants you chasing him." 
"And I love you guys too," He insisted. "Even if you're law-breaking bastards. We…We have each other when he's too far ahead."
Jigen sat back down on the bed with a hefty sigh. "He can be a bastard, huh? Guess I'm just as guilty about leaving you behind...." He brushed a knuckle over Zenigata's cheek. "Let's keep this about us?"
Zenigata flushed again and nodded. He had leaned into the touch.
"...Goemon and I love the chase too, you know. Having you here like this is really the best prize we could hope for, even if you can't be around peacefully all the time."
"You mean all tied up with nowhere to go? . . . There's a smile," Zenigata matched the small one appearing on Jigen's face. "You assholes better not tickle me the entire time I'm here."
"No? Even if you like it, beefcake?"
Zenigata's face flushed darker, and that spread to his ears. "Don't call me that!"
"Beefcake? You're built like one."
"Let me go and I'll show you where to put those words," His eyes twinkled. He was playful.
How rare was that?
"You're pretty cocky for someone in your position," Jigen repeated his earlier sentiment. He slid his fingers into the curve just below Zenigata's ribs, and he arched his back with a delighted cackle. "I think I'll keep you riiiiiiight here. Riiiiiiight here warming you up."
"Nohoho! Hehehey!"
"It isn't fair, but neither is how cute your smile is. Look at that. I might keep you to myself to teach you," He moved up the ribs, over a bandage, and straight into the armpits where Zenigata's worst spot was. He forgot how Lupin had learned that, but the gang all knew about the spot that got their detective going faster than tickling Lupin's neck did to him. "Teach you that I'm the one you should be chasing when Lupin is too far ahead. Anytime you need a drink, anytime you're lonely. Alright?"
Zenigata had fallen into snorting and cackling too hard and fast to respond. Bare skin tickles in his worst spot was undeniably the cruelest torture, and undoubtedly the fastest way to get him in a much better mood when it wasn't abused during one of Lupin's escapes. 
"You too far gone five seconds into some tickle torture or am I gonna hear a response?"
"ALRIGHT! AHALRIGHT!" 
"Alright what?"
"JIGEEEEEEEEN!" Hearing Zenigata roar his name like Lupin's made Jigen feel a lightness in his chest. He loved it. He forgot how his favorite detective could make him feel when Lupin wasn't their sole focus - especially when he was laughing and smiling so genuinely.
The handcuffs rattled hard, and Jigen squeezed the top two ribs as Zenigata lost his mind and twisted back and forth, and he had to stop because now a bandage really was loose. 
Chuckling together, Jigen patted it back down and gave Zenigata a kiss to the forehead. "First round's on me later, we'll cook and you'll heal."
It took Zenigata another few moments to regain his breath. He could not drop the wobbly smile. "My team'll be wondering where I am, I gotta make some calls," He rattled his trapped arms again.
Jigen hesitated, but complied. 
As soon as his arms were freed, Jigen was pulled into Zenigata's chest and his ribs were mercilessly attacked from either side. He was crushed in a very ticklish bear hug and, to keep Zenigata from being hurt anymore, had to hold off on his instincts to start throwing punches. 
"BAHASTAHAHARD!" 
"Now who's got the giggles?" Two fingers each dove between the middle ribs, and Jigen's face was (happily) buried in Zenigata's (beefy man boobs) chest as he laughed. "If this is the closest I'll get to arresting you then I'll take ihiHIHIihit!" 
Jigen had found himself again and was trying to pinch and grab the other's sides in desperate retaliation. 
It had turned into a tickle fight, which went on until Lupin and Goemon came back to find the two tangled in each other's limbs with bright smiles and lifted moods.
Jigen's clothes had also been thrown to the floor unlike the neatly folded uniform, with Zenigata's boxers that Lupin knew were still on when they left. The inspector had been completely freed of his bondage and Jigen had the sheets pulled up to his chest.
Lupin met their smiles with a look of pure hurt at the obvious betrayal. "You guys couldn't wait for us to get back?!"
"Are his bandages torn?" Goemon sighed and stepped up to check on his possibly ruined handiwork.
"Found his ticklish nipples," Jigen replied with a shrug. He exhaled cigarette smoke and plopped back down on the pillows, quite happy with how his afternoon had turned out.
Zenigata swatted at him as Lupin began to strip and complain that he should have stayed behind. Goemon tried to poke one nipple but was also slapped away.
"Ready for round two?" Lupin asked with a bright grin.
"You mean round four," Jigen cackled.
"Shaddup!" Zenigata almost slapped him again, but Lupin was already on top of him for round five.
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theevilemster · 2 years
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Drabble for Part 3 Monster AU. It's rough but I just wanted to get it out there so enjoy :3
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"His name!"
Lupin and the others turned to see the candlemaker's granddaughter standing there. She was staring up at the werewolf before her and Lupin could see that she was quivering slightly, anyone would if they came face to face with a creature like this, but she stood her ground as if she had done something like this before.
"What is their name?" she shouted again and Lupin eventually managed to reply as he ducked under the claws that swiped at him.
"We don't know" he lied, making his way to her as Goemon defended them with his blade. Lupin and the girl made their way to some cover behind a set of rocks. "It came out of nowhere."
"You would have ran away if that was the case, said the girl, raising an eyebrow at the thief. "Let me help you to help them!"
"Promise you won't tell the people in your village," said Lupin, his voice low. "I don't want any hunters coming after us..."
"I promise," smiled the girl, nodding her head. "Now what's their name?"
"Jigen, but I don't see what name-calling is going to do for any of us..."
"Hey! All of you!"
Lupin fell back with a startled yell as the girl sprung up from their hiding place and addressed the others.
"His full name, you have to say it to him!"
"What good will that do?" asked Fujiko as she managed to make her way to Lupin. She was very out of breath and looked desperate for a real solution sooner rather than later.
"I can't do it!" snapped the girl, "It has to be you guys!"
"If you insist," huffed Fujiko turning towards the wolf. It was currently locked in a struggle with Goemon, it's claws grinding against Zantetsuken whilst Zenigata was trying his best to detain him with rope. Fujiko took a deep breath and called to him.
"Jigen Daisuke!"
The wolf flinched, stumbling slightly. Upon looking closer, Lupin noticed something in the eyes soften but still it continued to fight against Goemon. Goemon seemed to have noticed this too as seconds after Fujiko had spoken he did the same.
"Jigen Daisuke!"
The wolf fell to all fours, growling and snarling as it's claws dug into the ground. Zenigata had released him at this point, feeling unsure and a little unconfident. But he tried as well, though quieter.
"Jigen Daisuke?"
It seemed to be doing something, the wolf had ceased all movement as it lay down. It's breathing heavy and the small sounds of whimpers could be heard. It looked in pain and seemed to be getting smaller...
Lupin stepped forward towards the creature, kneeling down to see it's eyes. He noticed now that they looked more human than anything and in that moment he smiled. He knew what the girl was up to. Her grandmother had told him what to do, he just hadn't cracked it until now.
"A loved ones voice can call to the lost and in turn they return to the light."
With a small smile and a gentle tone in his voice, he said his part.
"Jigen Daisuke..."
The shape of the creature shifted and changed before their eyes. It grew smaller, the fur receded and the whines and gutteral noises slowly turned into the pained groans of a very familiar gunman. He lay there in the grass; dazed, confused and exhausted. He wearily looked up at the gang and it took him a second to realise that he was, somehow, himself again.
"Lupin?" he managed to utter before he fell into a well deserved sleep.
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“I don’t know what is it that you see in me, but I’m lucky that you do.” - the yakuza dorks
Variety of writing prompts
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The Monster.
The Rapid Hound.
The Beast of the Yamagarasu.
The man Daisuke now worked for was known by many names, many of them given as an insult rather than in reverence.
But, at the moment, the hyur found the said beast slumbering, slumped over his desk and papers as a tired, steadily breathing heap of a man.
"...The moment I'm not around, you pull a stunt like this..."
His reprimand was barely a whisper as he carefully closed the door behind him, a box of lunch balanced in one hand.
Yes, this was the enigmatic, infamous leader of the Yamagarasu. A man respected, feared and hated by many.
A common thug.
A rebel.
As he seated himself onto the edge of the desk, amber eyes gazing at the Raen below, Oka seemed anything but those things.
Of course, to Daisuke, he rarely did.
To him he was Oka
Just Oka.
His Sun.
He couldn't help but smile towards the unruly mop of violet locks, one hand tugged free from the confines of its glove so he could run his fingers through them.
From within the strands sprouted the curled, creamy white horns - and somewhere underneath them peeked out the chiselled, handsome features, now calm and soft.
"...Thank you for bringing me here."
Daisuke leaned downwards, words whispered against the sharp edges of the Raen's horn.
Even if Oka wasn't there to hear them, he could feel his cheeks flushing red.
"I don't know what it is you see in me, but I am so very lucky you do. You...make me glad for being alive."
The warmth on his cheeks only deepened, as he heard the familiar, heavy thudding of a wagging tail behind them. Even with his embarrassment, he couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.
"I love you."
Oka.
His Sun.
His Lover.
And his Absolute Idiot.
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amaya-writes · 2 years
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The Underrated And The Unwritten: A 1500 Followers Event Masterlist
Day One: Fruit Basket
What type of partner are the zodiacs pt 1
What type of partner are the zodiacs pt 2
Day Two: Classroom Of The Elite
Fake relationship drabbles with the Kōdo Ikusei Senior High boys
Day Three: My Little Monster
Dating a Yoshida
Day Four: High Rise Invasion
Unmasked: What would be like to date the masked killers?
Day Five: The Millionaire Detective
When Daisuke is late to a date
Day Six: Starymu
Jealousy headcanons
Day Seven: SK8
Skating 101 with SK8 boys
Day Eight: Tokyo Ghoul
He saves you from a ghoul attack after a fight
Day Nine: Saiki
Ramen with a side of love confessions
Day Ten: Ask Game!
Send me any requests for the above fandoms.
Juuzou x reader who fell asleep on their desk
Naki x CCG reader
Juuzou telling the reader i love you for the first time
Shigure and Ayame x a shy reader
Kaneki x fem reader unrequited love drabble
Ayanokoji NSFW headcanons
Juuzou finger painting with reader
Ayanokoji x a reader who pretends to be shy but is manipulative
Game status: OPEN
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alpaca-clouds · 1 year
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Hey Alex,
you wanted ships to write, so I shall give you ships to write:
Daisuke x Ken: 10
Mimi x Miyako: 25
Ed x Xenk: 7
Raine x Eda: 18
Taichi x Koushiro: 48
Luz x Amity: 24
Greta x Sypha: 44
And to finish this up...
Daisuke X Ken
Mimi x Miyako
Taichi x Koushirou
Ed x Xenk
Amity x Luz
Eda x Raine
Sypha x Greta
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niwatari-rei · 2 months
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Can I request a SatoDai fic with "card" for the valentine event? Thank you!
He's looking through shoe cubby, noticing the never-ending pile of love letters addressed to him. Sifting through each one, Satoshi froze as he came across a certain envelope.
Carefully opening the envelope, he slid out the card. There was something oddly familiar about the handwriting.
Hiwatari-kun, I want to thank you for all the times you've helped me. With each passing day, my feelings for you began to grow. Especially to the point that I can't help but think of you everyday.
As Satoshi began to read the rest of the card, he could feel the beginning of a feeling that he couldn't let happen.
Although the sender hadn't left their name, he could immediately tell who it was.
After all, what he wanted was something Satoshi couldn't give. "I'm sorry, Niwa..."
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An Short NSFW Drabble where Daisuke Kambe is fucking Tsubasa Connor in an almost semi public place and Tsubasa secretly loves, despite denying it so much, pls?
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((Hello dear anon, hope your doing alright. You wish for a short NSFW drabble hmm? I think I can write something for you. :3 Just give me a moment.))
Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom
Daisuke and Tsubasa were taking stroll through the area today, just enjoying a day off for once. The others were doing the same while he was just relaxing now. However, Tsubasa was being cute to leave him growing hungry for the other.
Somewhere else, their was muffled whimpering while hearing light patter of skin against skin. Daisuke was thrusting deeply into Tsubasa who was shaking, covering his mouth with his hand. His eyes were closed tight, shaking from Daisuke thrusting so deeply into him.
"Mffff mmmm mmmm mmmmmm.." Tsubasa was holding back trying not to be so loud even if his face was flushed pink. Feeling Daisuke pushing in deeper that he yelps to cover his mouth more.
"Shhhhh...if you keep being noise someone is going to hear those naughty noises of yours, red panda.." he warns to snap his hips forward pushing in deeper.
"Mfffmm!!!!" How can he if he's this deep!? Tsubasa lowers his hand to glare at him but his face was flushed feeling him going in deeper and faster. He whines with a hiss, feeling him hitting inside of him.
"You i..idiot. We will g..get caught hhhaaa w..were gonna get caught.." he moans when Daisuke keeps going holding him.
"Even if you say that, your loving it. Your moaning out and not putting up a fight. Your aching and pushing back against me. So what does that tell me?" he was teasing him only to see Tsubasa look away before he gasped gripping the tree but he moans feeling Daisuke thrusting deeper into him as he was panting twitching. Even if it was out here, someone could catch them. They would be caught and yet...it excited him???
"Ahhh hhaaa ahhhh D..Daisuke..p..please we shouldn't-" He twitched feeling him move again but he held onto the tree feeling his hole taken when he moans out again drooling.
"Oh we should..that means I can have more fun and you love this. So just relax..I"ll take care of you." He whispered going deeper into him while thrusting up. Tsubasa was flushed but held his moans back drooling. It felt good but he didn't want others to catch them. For now, he bears with this little punishment while biting on his finger.
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🥰 something heartwarming
@bookshop-cryptid
Thanks for the ask!!
"Fall of Kings" is an AU in which an unexpected near fatal shooting leaves questions unanswered and the gang on edge after one of their own is the victim of a unsuspecting hit. Friend become enemies, enemies become friends and a certain Gunman takes it upon himself to go into crisis management and clean up the mess left behind.
Fic used for ask: Torrent 
🥰 something heartwarming
. . . . Before Jigen had left the room, there was an instance, just a split one, where he had stopped and turned. It was as if he couldn’t leave, least not at that moment. Hand on the doorway, Jigen turned his head to look back behind him. And soon he found himself not by the doorway anymore.
As if not in control of his own body, Jigen found himself turning back around slowly, and soon he was once again at the bedside, leaning forward over the sleeping form of his partner. As he watched, as if by its own accord, one of his hands had slipped under the blanket that covered Lupin. It traveled up slowly, taking its time before finally stopping just between the flat surface in the middle of Lupin’s cloth covered pec’s. And it was there that it lay, fingers held tightly together, palm flat over his partners heaving chest. Once it found the spot it wanted too, Jigen turned his hand just a little and pressed down as firmly as he could without potentially causing any additional damage to his friends already battered body. 
He waited for a moment, only to finally at last feel what he was inadvertently searching for, just under the middle of his palm. 
The telltale, soft thumping of a heartbeat. 
The machine’s beside them beeped in tune with each sluggish thudding of his partners heart, and yet somehow Jigen felt more solace in feeling it for himself underhand. It was as if he was for certain that the machines- the only thing’s now keeping his friend’s damaged body alive-  were still somehow lying to him, only telling him what he wanted to hear, not what was actually the truth.
In fact, Jigen felt in that moment, that if he didn’t feel it for himself, the he would find that this was all just some sick dream he had yet to wake from. And in fact, his friend had indeed died on that cold corner street, not even a day ago and he had refused to accept it.
But there it was. That exquisite little heartbeat radiating through his touch. The soft vibrations all that was keeping his best friend going.
And yet somehow, it felt. . .tired. Slow and sluggish, as if exhausted by its existence.
Jigen stared at him for a moment, as if almost shocked by just how fragile Lupin looked at that moment. And soon the world went to silence, no beeping, no whooshing, nothing. And as time stretched, so too did the silence stretch with it, heartbeat after heartbeat under palm – taut, excruciating. And it was then that Jigen could hear his own heart beating with an ominous force, like a kettle drum deep inside a cave. As he stared, Jigen took one glance at the door, and saw that the two of them were alone, before he suddenly closed the distance between the two of them and took the side of Lupin’s face in his spare hand, fingers minding the various tubes and do-hickies, gently gliding and scratching against Lupin’s scruffy sideburn. 
He moved slowly, deliberately, with the barest brush of his lips against Lupin’s brow, the minute moment paced in such a way that it would give Lupin the chance to pull away if he wanted to, even though Jigen knew he couldn’t, not now. . .
“I’ll take care of everything, don’t worry about it.” 
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   Deep breaths, that's what she needed to take before she finally went in. Nimue had been standing outside their shared room for about ten minutes now, as much as she had prepared to talk to him about this, it didn't stop it from being scary in it's own right. It didn't help they also had a performance today either, to make up for her suddenly being down for awhile. 
   Finally allowing the doors to open, she steps in, Daisuke barely even acknoldging her presence. Okay, that's already a bad sign. He hadn't moved on from the other talk apparently. Which maybe she couldn't blame him but still, he at least would look her her even if he was upset. 
   Shifting the move to one of the chairs to start getting ready, she figures it's best to just get it done and over with, the problem was approaching how to say it. Probably just best to keep it as short as possible. 
" So uh... Veneer proposed.. "
   She speaks quietly, and is met with silence, but she can certainly feel anger rising from Daisuke as he finally turns to look at her.
" You want to run that by me again? "
" He proposed, I don't know what more you want me to say. "
" That you were smart enough to turn him down. "
   Yep, there it was. Almost like she knew he wouldn't approve, just like she told Veneer he wouldn't. She can only hope Veneer's having better luck with his sister, but knowing the effort she went through just to make sure Nimue was even with them for his sake, well, he'd probably absolutely have an easier time with her accepting it.
" .. I accepted it. "
" You're accepting a proposal from a criminal. "
" Former. "
" I don't see how that's any better. "
" People can change you know, for better or for worse. The both of them aren't bad. Velvet's learned to accept me, I don't know why you can't learn to accept Veneer -. "
" You're being naive. "
���  There's a erriely calm silence between the both of them, and a sinking feeling from Nimue. Daisuke's calmness is almost terrifying, but she knows he's angry. She's no fool. At least it's better than yelling though, sort of. It's like he's looming over her, when he isn't.
" You're not following through with it. "
" I'm sorry? "
" You heard me, you're not following through with it. And if you won't tell him, I will. "
" You're not going anywhere near Veneer. "
   Slamming her hands on the vanity she stands up and turns towards Daisuke, if looks could kill he'd probably be dead on the spot. With how he is now, she doesn't trust him not to try and intimidate Veneer, and she's not having him force choices opposite of what both of them want. 
" You either accept it or you don't, Daisuke. I don't need you making choices for me. I did fine making choices for myself growing up- "
" And you're a mess. "
" I'm a mess because of our sister and you know it! "
" So you go to someone who's as equally bad as her. "
" They're not like her at all! Neither of them are! Maybe I am a mess but at least I'm accepted and wanted by someone. Something I didn't think I could ever have. Something I didn't think I fucking deserved. For once I feel decent about myself because of him, like I'm enough. Thoughts are easier to push down, to push away. You don't get to decide whether or not he and I stay together, we do, and as things stand right now we want to stay together. So I'm following through with it whether you like it or not! "
   The silence is back. For longer this time. There's a huff from Nimue as she sits back down at the vanity. The both of them seem to get ready in silence, even to the point it's time for them to go to their performance. Of course when that time comes, both are forced to put on an act to pretend they didn't just have a fight in their room. 
   Things for the most part go as usual, as much as Nimue just wants to go home at this point. It's not until the end that Daisuke decides to make an announcement, one that wasn't planned. And one that would definately be all over the news within seconds. The fact that Aries and Kalypso would no longer be a duo. This was news to her, that's for sure, but she doesn't say anything, not yet.
   It's not until they get back to their room that she finally says something about it, clearly annoyed.
" So you just decide something without talking to me?! "
" Isn't that what you did? " He responds, flatly. 
" That's a little different than an entire career, Daisuke! "
" Well. Now you can figure that out on your own too. " 
   Apparently he had been planning this for awhile too, considering he had a box or two packed with his things. He's turned his back on Nimue at this point, making sure he's gathered everything together. 
" Good luck out there. You're not going to last anyway. Oh. And when things go wrong between the two of you, don't bother coming to me. I warned you. "
   And with that, he's left. Leaving Nimue to slump into a chair and sigh. Knowing her, she'll probably keep going out of spite, but this was going to be one hell of a mess to clean up. Picking up the schedule book, she figures it's time to just.. go home and process all of this honestly. Not that she'll really give herself time to. She'll probably drown herself in the work, fixing everything that's now basically become undone.. 
Guess she'll be taking Velvet's advice after all.
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