#BISEXUAL DAISUKE NIWA
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koushirouizumi · 5 days ago
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{D.N. A n g e l} ~ A M i d s u m m e r's Night Dream ~ S A T O S H I x Daisuke {SatoDai} + R I K U Harada / Daisuke x Riku; {DaiRiku} on A.0.3: Here!
By Young Me
Spoiler{s}: for {Anime}-ONLY; up to midway through Mio Hio's arc.
Music © LAZY KNACK; D. N. Angel (C) Yukiru Sugisaki
{Do Not Copy} {Do Not Re-post} {Do Not Re-produce my Works Under Any Circumstances Without My Permission!} NO $$$ is being made off this Fanwork D.N. Angel © Yukiru Sugisaki + T.V. Tokyo & Xebec
Notes: This is Old {10+ yrs old}. it’s my 2nd early thing made for this series out of multiple. The footage used will reflect this, as it was made before widespread change into H. D. Please be understanding. [There may be intent for me to re-make it someday!]
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saturniiddae · 5 years ago
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Leave a Trace
Summary: When time starts to run out, something new begins. Pairings: Hiwatari Satoshi/Niwa Daisuke, Dark Mousy/Harada Risa, Harada Riku/Niwa Daisuke Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Getting Together, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Curse Breaking, Disaster Bisexual Daisuke
Chapter One: Ambush
There’s the door, with the wrought iron cross and the filigree wings; there’s the darkness and the vaulted arches; the sound of canvas being ripped; boots grinding into the edges of sharp shale roof tiles, giving him texture and grip to tense, to jump, to fly—and then: turpentine and oil.
An open window, candles flickering, unlocked doors, easy easy easy… Feathers like snow, or snow like feathers bright in the pool of light cast around the canvas. Long hair tied back with cord, streaming around white canvas coats, silken even under the touch of leather gloves, and there’s something that belongs to him, that he needs, always, that he has to steal.
A heart that belongs to only him, a work of art a lifetime in the making. Light, light, light that casts shadows so dark they seem velvet. Light so bright it burns, burns away all but the deepest of shadows, a light that begs to be stolen away, kept from prying eyes, polished and protected. It’s his and his alone, no other eyes can see it, no other hearts can touch its depths; it’s his alone, and only he can appreciate it the way it begs to be appreciated.
But if it’s his already, how can it be stolen? He breathes in, the ash-soot smell of candles and the tang of stale water, the electric static of magic, the mix of clay and slip and cold iron. He reaches out, fingers dark and confident, light strands slipping through his fingers like water. It changes, morphs, turns from silvery moonlight to cool crystalline blue beneath his fingers, cropped close, and he reaches, turning that face away from the canvas and—
Daisuke wakes with a start and a shout, jolting upright out of his dream and straight into a soft snout. He groans and shoves Baku from his chest, pushing the tapir-shaped artwork away from his racing heartbeat.
He’s been having the same dream, over and over, each night bringing one more detail into focus and he’s had enough.
“Can you stop with the weird dreams?” he complains, picking Baku up to stare him in the eye.
Read the rest on AO3 ->
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bluecoloreddreams · 5 years ago
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My subconscious has been punishing me since it was announced that (nostalgia flashback) DNAngel was restarting for not seeking out spoilers, knowing that no American publisher will touch it with a stick.
So I’ve had at least three dreams of various ways it could end and you know, they’re all probably better because unlike cannon, my subconscious acknowledges the absolute bisexual disaster that is Daisuke Niwa. (Since iirc Sugasaki didn’t like the reading of Satoshi as gay? I can’t remember.)
Also, I’ll believe it ended when I see an actual end and not a Clamp-level cliffhanger with another billion year hiatus.
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