#balance: unlimited daisuke

[tikklil]

Rewatching these dumdums

[pfpanimes]

⌕ daisuke kambe.

like or reblog if you save/use.

[sonics-insomnia]

men in suits >

[anotherferalrat]

Back on my shiiiiii-

YOU KNOW WHO THESE MFS LOOK LIKE LOWKEYYYY???

LOOOOOOOK

[eroticdarling]

You and Daisuke are having one of y'all nightly midnight driving sessions in his black Rolls-Royce Wraith, midnight driving around the fluorescent city of Tokyo.

The drive seemed boring this time cause the car was filled with silence. To brighten the atmosphere, you decided to get the aux cord to put on 'Never Lose Me' by Flo Milli, but it was a slowed version.

Daisuke had an Auralism kink, which was something only you were aware of, except at the moment you just wanted to have fun. You were in a very good mood, singing along to the song as you did a little dance, making the man across from you roll his eyes with a soft smile.

In the middle of vibing to the music, Daisuke reached over to place his hand on your plush thigh, gently caressing the soft flesh. Knowing what he wanted since it was from the music, you didn't go against it. Not to mention, there was a little surprise if he went further up.

The same hand that's placed on your thigh rubbed its way up from your thigh-high socks to under your skirt where he touched the crease between your pussy and thigh.

He was taken aback, accompanied by the smirk that came across his face yet continued to make his way to your clit. Circling it with one hand on the wheel, he focused on the half-empty roads.

He didn't need to look at how you were reacting to his touch because the small noises you made spoke for itself. Your soft moans were like music, making his dick want to feel the way your walls fluttered around him like he's never had it before.

As your low sounds flowed into his ears like water, he could picture lewd images of himself with you in the backseat.

He imagined you writhing under him when he's balls deep in your pussy filling you up with his cock in a face-down ass-up position. Making you take all nine inches of him even if you're begging him to stop.

All these erotic thoughts made his erection feel tight in his pants with a question lingering in his mind. What was stopping him from making his vision a reality?

[the-dormant-ocean]

So, you're telling me Kambe took Haru with him to see his dad for the first time in decades? When, before, he tried to push Haru out of this investigation!?? Allowing himself to be seen in a vulnerable situation by Haru??? And I'm supposed to not lose my absolute mind about this???

[epickiya722]

After all this damn time, I'm just realizing that Haru and Sayuri, Daisuke's mom, have the same eye color!!!

[kayina-san]

[inahochi]

“So, how much?”

animangacreators challenge #3: alphabet challenge ☆彡 (D/Z) ⋆ DAISUKE KANBE

[imblocking-you]

I miss you, Millionaire Detective. Save me, Millionaire Detective

[ateeyz]

buddy daddies is the millionaire detective balance unlimited/spy x family crossover we needed

[tartagliove]

kambe daisuke ✧ season one, episode nine

where is shigemaru kambe? answer me! 

[iriily]

firm believer in the loid being the daiharu lovechild theory 🤞🏼🤞🏼

[shishibaswife]

did nothing but rewatch this show all day after dropping it in 2020 and this guy still got me on chokehold 😮‍💨😮‍💨😫 HIS LAUGH GOT ME TWEAKING I WAS DEAD ON THE GROUND

[anotherferalrat]

YOUUUUUU.

YOUUUUUUUUUUU.

WHERE. IS. THE BALANCE UNLIMITED FANDOM???

I AM.

STARVING.

For contenttttt

It's been like 2 days and I've alrdy almost cleared out all the fics on ao3

I CANT LIVE LIKE THIS ANYMOREEEE

[fairy-writes]

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.