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megumisgirl · 11 months

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making out with them as the kiss gets more rough, more fast. tugging and pulling each other more and more even though there is barely any space left. panting in each other's mouth, as you grind on their kness, your movements getting ragged and unsteady as his hands grip your waist tightly.

"stay still other wise we might have a problem."

— 𖦹. megumi, eren, gojo, jean, daisuke, geto, kageyama (i can also see a few book boyfriends doing it... maybe cardan, dante russo?? )

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kinkandkreep · 6 months

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One of my favorite flavors of Yandere is that mental switch that happens when initially, the Yandere in question is nonchalant about any potential feelings anyone may have for them, and they, whether displayed or not, have a haughty little 'humph' about themselves that signals they believe they're all that, but then you come along and care very little about their status or looks or what have you.

Now, don't mistake, they don't fall for you simply because you're the opposite of vain and are decidedly not preoccupied with their outward appearance, they become obsessed with you because they can't comprehend that you don't actually care about them.

What do you mean you don't care? Have you not seen him? He's good looking, he's suave, he's charismatic and there's nothing funny about his money either.

He's got women and men flocking to his side, all vying for his attention and assets.

He's never had any trouble getting what he desires and he's never devoted any time to things he's deemed beneath him.

So why?

Why does little ole you occupy so much of his mental?

You're not anyone particularly special, hell he doesn't even think he likes you.

And oftentimes, you act like you don't even know that he exists.

This...infuriates him.

But, on the flip side, it also inexplicably turns him on.

He didn't mention it before, but he's also always been fond of a good challenge, and he despises losing.

Not that he's ever lost.

And it seems you might just prove to be his biggest challenge yet.

・。.・゜✭・.・✫

~Gojo, Eren, Mikey, Izana, Kisaki, Neuvillette, Daisuke, Bakugou, Hawks (Keigo Takami)

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pfpanimes · 2 months

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⌕ daisuke kambe.

like or reblog if you save/use.

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sonics-insomnia · 18 days

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men in suits >

#jujutsu kaisen #kento nanami #jjk #spy x family #loid forger #millionaire detective #balance unlimited #daisuke kambe

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soyxx · 1 year

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damn it.

#balance unlimited #buddy daddies #kato haru #daisuke kambe #rei suwa #kazuki kurusu #i will never shut up about this #god #i miss them

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thegirlinthecher · 5 months

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I mean I don't think I have a type

#black haired fictional men are my favourite genre of characters #i don't even have to see them if I just know they have dark hair they are automatic fav #black haired characters supremacy #anime and manga #aot #csm #noragami #jjk #mxtx #black butler #prince zuko #tgcf #daisuke kambe #fma brotherhood #anime men

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queenlife1 · 3 months

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RonToto🖤🤎ReiKazu💙❤️DaiHaru💴🌸

(⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) ❤️

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fairy-writes · 1 year

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Pspspspspspsp I saw that you write for balance unlimited 👀

Can I pls have a oneshot of love at first sight with daisuke? There's a lack of Tumblr fics of this anime plsss I beg for more

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Requester: irethepotato

Fandom(s): Millionaire Detective: Balance Unlimited

Pairing(s): Kambe Daisuke x Gender Neutral!Reader

Genre(s): Fluff, pining(?), love at first sight trope

I’d be happy to write for Balance Unlimited! I’m still getting a hand on Daisuke’s character, so this might be OOC, but I’ll try my best!

Also, you are slightly shorter than Daisuke in this. He does wear shoe inserts that make him roughly 5’7”.

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You saw him at a convention. No, not like ComicCon, but a gala, or rather a business function. He rolled up in a Chevy Corvette and stepped out, handing the keys off to the valet and buttoning the front of his pitch-black tuxedo suitcoat.

He was handsome, with slicked-back dark hair and mysterious eyes hidden behind sunglasses. And… did he have a pierced ear? Even more attractive.

He had a woman next to him who had stepped out of the passenger side of the sports car. She was dressed in a sleek black dress and long black hair styled in an intricate updo. They looked alike, close enough to be related. You adjusted the hem of your own blazer and turned to grab a glass of champagne.

There was no point in fantasizing over the unattainable.

He was way out of your league anyway.

You join in on the dancing, spinning away with dance partners as the hours pass, and you search for an opening. However, a wrench in your plans is apparent when you are twirled into the arms of the handsome young man you had spotted earlier.

He’s even more handsome up close, and you can smell his expensive cologne. His sunglasses are nowhere to be found, probably folded away inside the inside pocket of his tux.

But that’s not what throws a wrench in your plans. Instead, it’s the moment you meet his eyes. They’re a steely blueish-gray and all the more alluring. Fireworks erupt in your belly, and you almost trip over your feet. However, you are quick to recover without him noticing.

You knew this feeling. It was the feeling of falling in love. You had felt it before, with your first love, who has long gone and left with your heart in pieces. It had taken years to heal yourself, and now you were scared of it breaking again. You couldn’t fall in love! You simply couldn’t!

But as you watch the man’s eyes widen almost inconspicuously, you realize he feels it too and quickly decide to break this off.

“Sorry, I’ve forgotten something.” You quickly excuse yourself and head toward a side door. But, before you shut the door behind you, you look behind and catch his gaze once again. The door hurriedly closes behind you, and you are locked in a dead sprint.

It doesn’t take long to find the host’s computer. But someone is already there. The woman who was with the man earlier (you really had to learn their names, this was getting exhausting). She was bent over a keyboard, tapping rapidly and lines of code appeared across the screen. The lights were off, save for the computer monitors (obviously), so you were bathed in blue light.

The door slams shut behind you, and you jump, the woman does as well, turning, and her gaze flashes with surprise as you meet her eyes. Then you whip around to see who had shut the door, and you spot the man.

He’s as good-looking as ever. That’s the infuriating part.

“Do you have what you need?” His voice is deep, alluring, and smooth as honey. Damn it. He just keeps getting more attractive. But never mind that you have things to focus on! The woman unplugs and tosses a flash drive stick to him that he catches without looking. His eyes are trained on you as he slips it into his inside tuxedo pocket.

“Just who are you?” You say, portraying an air of confidence. After all, you might as well put on a show, right? Throw them off your tracks, and don’t let them see how nervous you are, right?

“Kambe Daisuke. Who are you?” He says—more like demands—and you oblige. Equivalent exchange is polite, right? There’s no need to be rude. He says your name, and you shiver at the sound of it coming from his mouth. It sounded so sexy you couldn’t help but want to hear more.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Daisuke, but I must be going now, so if you’ll excuse me—” His hand catches your wrist and yanks you back as you try to leave. You stumble, looking up into his eyes as your noses brush.

Your lips brush the corner of his own, and you are slipping away before he even registers what’s happening. His eyes are wide and uncharacteristically shocked. The woman behind you chokes on her own saliva as she stands, shocked.

You’re gone before he realizes the flash drive is gone. You twirl it between your fingers, slip it into your inside pocket, and sprint down the hall. Finally, you make it to your car and peel out of the gala roundabout just as he bursts through the doors.

His eyes are locked on your disappearing vehicle the entire time.

Mission accomplished.

#millionaire detective #balance unlimited #daisuke kambe #daisuke kambe x reader #kambe daisuke #kambe daisuke x reader #daisuke x reader #kambe x reader #balance unlimited x reader #fairy writes

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dazaiandhislovelybandages · 4 months

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Hi! Vera again~

Could you write for Daisuke Kambe for number 11 from your prompt list (I live to impress)?

I Live To Impress {Kambe Daisuke}

It was supposed to be a normal date but then again... nothing is normal when it comes to Daisuke

A/n: honestly it is a crime that there aren't many fics with Daisuke and Haru. However, I am here to deliver once more.

Pairing: Kambe Daisuke x reader

Trigger Warnings: none

It had become a tradition at this point that whenever you and Daisuke went on a date, he would pick you up from your house with his 'humble' sports car and drive to a nice restaurant to dine. Maybe, if the night was still young, the two of you would go to a roof garden and have a cocktail or two. Pretty chill activities since Daisuke never settled for anything less.

Aside from some 'unexpected' dates, the two of you would go out every Friday night and if not to go to dinner then to take a walk around the park.

Today was Friday but Daisuke had suggested to go windowshopping -it never was JUST windowshopping- which was fine with you since it was holiday week and every single store would be decorated.

"Cartier or Harry Winston?" Daisuke fixed the black scarf around his neck before putting his gloved hand back in his coat's pocket.

"Buccellati." You replied nonchalantly.

"All three then." He sighed and his breath could be seen.

"Why are we here anyways? When it comes to walks you're always adamant on going to the park."

You received no reply however since Daisuke stopped walking and stared at a restaurant at the opposite side of the street. There were a lot of people outside, watching the workers who transferred few of the most expensive furniture inside with the outmost care.

"Well?"

"Do you think it will be ready by next Friday?" Finding his question slightly odd, you turned to look at him. He seemed to be deeply invested in the speed with which the workers brought the furniture inside, his eyes going back and forth between them and the workers on the rooftop of the restaurant who were building the bar.

"Does it matter?" You asked.

"Of course it does. I am paying for its construction." Daisuke seemed to notice how you blinked in question and turned his head just enough to look at you. "There aren't any other fine restaurants in town and you don't like travelling with a helicopter."

"So you bought the restaurant of this hotel?"

"No, I built the hotel." He shrugged.

"Why?"

"Because, I live to impress and I have too much money."

It is needless to say that the interior of the restaurant and the hotel on top of it had indeed been finished by the time you and Daisuke walked inside just a week later.

#daisuke kambe x reader #kambe daisuke x reader #the millionaire detective x reader #the millionaire detective #writing #anime and manga #anime #manga #daisuke kambe #kambe daisuke

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theunfairmaiden · 1 year

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Daisuke with his hair down goddamn

#fkbu #daisuke kambe #anime #weeb #kambe daisuke #the millionaire detective #balance unlimited

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liujiami · 2 years

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♡ 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 ♡

(Sugardaddy! Daisuke Kambe x Sugarbaby! Bimbo! Reader)

Fanfic made with both me and @kaoshusband's ideas >w< (unfinished)

Sypnosis : Sugardaddy! Daisuke x Sugarbaby! Bimbo! Reader

It was a sunny afternoon in the summer, the sky was a beautiful baby blue and the clouds were barely in sight! You were siting anxiously near the window at the back of the lecture theatre in college. You looked out of the window, trying not to get blinded by the bright rays shining through into the classroom, as you try to search for something outside to distracted you from your current distress.

Which was that you and your classmates are currently getting back your results for your (subject) major.

You see, you were always the 'bimbo' as people would call it as you would always be clueless about alot of the common things in the world. Such as how to do chores, answer subject questions correctly and even how to pass your examinations! As all you cared about most of the time was your interests; getting your nails done or shopping to look good.

However, this time was different , it was the last examinations that you would take before summer break! Plus, your sugardaddy, Daisuke had promised that if you had passed your exams even by one mark you would get a variety of rewards! This had helped you to be motivated and try to study and cram as much knowledge as you could into that airheaded head of yours could handle.

Soon, you could hear the teacher's heavy footsteps of his moccasins along the hallway as your classmates soon started to settle down and get to their seats. "Today, as you all know, you are getting back your results." The teacher spoke in a deep voice as he soon explained that after you have received the paper, you wouls have the rest of the period to digest the results before the school day ends.

The first name to be called was yours. However, when the teacher was calling out your name you were busy daydreaming so when you had snapped out of it, you had to quickly scamble towards the front of the classroom to get your results. You could almost feel the gaze of your classmates pierce through you as you ditzily went back to your seat.

You shut you eyes anxiously as you started praying to whatever was out there that would have mercy on you and bless you with pass. After doing a prayer, you reluctantly flipped over your paper and saw you result.

50/100

You had almost jumped out of you seat and cheered as your prayers have finally paid off and all you effort! You rummaged into your small dior handbag as you tried to find you phone to text daddy daisuke about the fantastic news. Which he soon replied that it was splendid and he was coming to fetch you today and allow you to receive your reward for being such a good girl tommorrow!

Joy overfilled you as you struggled to sit still on your seat as you waites awaitingly for the bell to rang and dismiss you all!

Ding Dong Bing Bong!

The ear-shattering bell rang as you scrambled to pack your things as your empty head had forgotten to pack up due to your mind being filled with anticipation to see your daddy! Hurriedly, you walked out into the corridor and towards the exit where a strong wind blew and you had almost flashed someone, luckily you bag had acted as a weight to prevent that. This however had made yoy extremely embarrassed as you had almost revealed yourself in front of the whole school so you started to scan the round-about trying to find daisuke!

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hywnie · 8 months

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23.08.2023

Tava doida pra fazer uma capa assim, então vamos agradecer a minhas inspirações dessa capa por tornar isso possível: @sungsetport (novamente 💜), @fairyeoll, @chanyouchan

Vcs são perfeites com capas mais perfeitas ainda 💜💜💜

Action by @harupsds

#capa de fanfic #hywnie #capa para spirit #capa para social spirit #social spirit #spirit fanfics #capa divertida #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin #stray kids #capa para fic #graphic design #capa kpop #fugou keiji balance unlimited #daisuke kambe

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daisukekato · 8 months

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Daisuke : Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.

Haru : If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

#haru katou #daiharu #kato haru #katou haru #daisuke kambe

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bsdtual · 2 years

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