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i4sunarin · 1 year

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𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲 — 𝗂'𝗆 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾, 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒

( psd.@sunshinepsds )

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yuujiclips · 2 years

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- kato haru .

rb n likes are appreciated ! <3

#kato haru #kato haru icons #balance unlimited #the millionaire detective #the millionaire detective balance unlimited #anime #anime icons

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okkqtsu · 4 years

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- fkbu ep 9 icons

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- 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞: 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 (𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎)

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animedit · 4 years

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💰 - 𝗗𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗘 𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗘 ICONS.

anime ⇁ 𝘧𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘪𝘫𝘪: 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥

𝗳𝗮𝘃 or 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 if you 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲/𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲/𝘂𝘀𝗲.

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gatobrujoart · 3 years

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This is for the FugouKeijiBalanceUnlimited anniversary.

I'm still a daiharu fan. And i really hope they made a season 2.

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aycons · 2 years

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─ 𖥻 𝖪𝖺𝗍𝗈 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗎.

pls like or reblog if you save.♡︎

#kato haru #the millionaire detective #fugou keiji balance unlimited #Kato Haru icons #haru katou #Kato icons #Kato edit #the millionaire detective icons #The millionaire detective edit #Fugou keiji icons #Fugou keiji edit #anime icons #anime edit #anime aesthetic #anime layouts #anime packs

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imaginativewriter23 · 3 years

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Objects - Daisuke Kambe x Reader

Warning(s): Swearing, slight angst, suggestions of harassments (Not really, but just in case)

Summary: Daisuke thinks he can buy you and you’re not having it.

“Here.” You shoved the box into the multi-millionaires soft hands. He stepped back from the sudden impact but maintained his stoic expression.

You both stood at the front of the grand staircase in his miraculous mansion. Daisuke loomed over the box in his hands and saw it was filled with the miraculous gifts he’d sent you.

Although the amount of jewelry and dresses in the box was nothing compared to what he had originally gifted you.

He looked up to see your arms crossed, clearly upset with him.

“I’m assuming you aren’t content with these specific gifts, I’ll keep that in mind for future reference.” His voice was still as smooth and calm.

You groaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “No. I’m not content with any of the gifts you gave me. I never asked you to buy sixty hand-made dresses and I don’t want the buckets of jewelry you bought me either!”

Daisuke continued with his bored expression despite the confusion in his eyes. “Would you prefer for me to buy you a new house then?”

Your nostrils flared from his proposal, it seemed nothing could get through to him. Most women in your position would have squealed from excitement and accepted his offer. But you weren’t like most women anyways.

Daisuke made it clear the first day he met you that he wanted you. After all, he asked within the first couple minutes of meeting you ‘how much to court you?’.

You made the excuse that you don’t date men who smoke and he threw his packet of cigars out the window, then called HEUSC to throw out the packets at home.

Either way, you refused to date a man who thinks he can just put a price on you.

When you turned him down, he’s taken every opportunity to go on a mission with you or send you gifts. Your house was filled with all the fortuitous items he’s bought you, yet you all traded them for money and used it to donate to multiple charities.

You decided to be courteous and return the small portions of gifts to the buyer. You soon realized that was a mistake, as you felt your chest bubble up with more frustration.

You sighed. “No, Daisuke. I don’t want you to buy me a new house. Let’s just be regular coworkers, okay?”

“I don’t want us just to be coworkers, I want you to be with me.”

You paused. The words that spilled from his mouth were unexpected of such a stoic man. It’s all just been about money till now.

You inhaled through your nose and exhaled through your mouth. You’d be lying if you said your heart didn’t flutter in the slightest when he said that. If Daisuke had better morals then you two would have been together by now.

Looking at his stern blue eyes, you spoke. “Daisuke. There are plenty of other women who would gladly accept all of your gifts and happily be your significant other.”

Daisuke passed the box to one of his many servants. “But I only want you.”

You stared at him, feeling your shoulder slouch. It wasn’t that you didn’t find him attractive or charming. You just couldn’t agree with the way he viewed the world or how to solve problems.

He faced you again and took a step closer to your body.

“Why don’t you want me? What do I have to buy to make you say yes? How much?”

Your shoulder stiffened once again from his questions. There was that annoying question again. ‘how much?’

The frustration in your chest flared up once again.

Daisuke was a man that viewed everything as a commodity, something that can be bought and sold easily. He couldn’t understand the concept of invaluable things, like friendships, family, love.

He thought he could buy you. That’s where your attraction to him was thrown out the window. Well, almost thrown out the window.

You turned your heel and began to make your way out of the mansion. You didn’t want to deal with him right now, or else you would explode.

Daisuke called out your name and grabbed your wrist. The bomb in your head went off and you flipped yourself around to face him again. You grabbed his collar and yanked him towards you so your faces were inches apart.

“You can’t just buy me, Daisuke! You can’t just buy someone because you want them! True, the shitty types do exist but I am not one of them! You can’t buy love!”

You pushed Daisuke away and he only took a small step back from the impact.

“I am not some toy that you can buy because you’re bored! I am not a dog that will run as soon as you give me a treat! I am not an object. If you want me, you have to earn me! Prove to me, you’re worth my time! Show me I’m not just an object to you!”

With that, you turned around and stormed out of the mansion. Mumbling incoherent sentences as you marched down the trail.

Daisuke stood there, perplexed by your lecture. He blinked for a couple of moments before slowly bringing his hand up to his ear.

“HEUSC. Cancel all the orders I placed for Ms. (Last Name) this morning.”

Daisuke smirked, you were right. You were far more expensive than his unlimited balance.

So, he was going to earn you.