#daisuke kanbe scenarios

[kokorolinkrun]

What If... Dick Figures was an anime?

This has been on my mind for a while.

Simply put, I've been somewhat imagining what a Dick Figures anime would be like - and no, I'm not talking about something like that little parody bit from the movie. I'm talking a full-blown, completely unironic anime series that remains true to the spirit of the original series.

That said, though... Come join me as we explore my big, impossible dreams for a Dick Figures anime!

ANIMATION STUDIO: SHAFT (Monogatari, Madoka Magica, Zetsubou-Sensei, ect.)

Whenever I think of a studio that would almost perfectly nail the style of Dick Figures, I think of SHAFT. They're known for the weird stuff: Colour palette switches, their signature head tilt, random art-style changes, and (most important for this series) use of real imagery. Seeing as the original Dick Figures series already uses real imagery at times (the Raccoon/Papa-san, Kitty Amazing, the turtle-dragon from "Traffic Jams", the genie from "Butt Genie" and the map from the Movie amongst many others) and is pretty absurd itself, SHAFT would pretty much be perfect for it.

CHARACTER DESIGNER: Koichi Kikuta (KonoSuba)

This part wasn't easy to figure out, as I needed one that would emulate the vibe of the original stick figure style without taking too much away from it. At the end of it, though, my choice ended up boiling down to this dude. His work from what I've seen is cartoony and fluent, which I think would fit just about perfectly for a series like Dick Figures - especially since the characters are... Well... Stickpeople (duh).

VOICE CAST:

Red: Yuusuke Kobayashi (Subaru Natsuki in Re:Zero) or Yuuki Ono (Josuke Higashikita in JoJo) Blue: Daisuke Ono (Jotaro Kujo in JoJo, Yukito Kunisaki in AIR, The Junker in Planetarian, Mamoru Akasaka in Higurashi, ect.) or Tomokazu Sugita (Yuuichi Aizawa in Kanon) Lord Tourettes: Yui Horie (Hanyuu in Higurashi, Ayu Tsukimiya in Kanon, Tsubasa Hanekawa in Monogatari, ect.) Pink: Chiwa Saitou (Hitagi Senjougahara in Monogatari, Homura Akemi in Madoka Magica, Kotori Kanbe in Rewrite, ect.) Stacy: Satsuki Yukino (Mion Sonozaki in Higurashi) Broseph: Yuuki Ono (Josuke Higashikita in JoJo) The Raccoon: Daisuke Ono (Jotaro Kujo in JoJo, Yukito Kunisaki in AIR, The Junker in Planetarian, Mamoru Akasaka in Higurashi, ect.) Mr. Dingleberry: Chafurin (Ooishi Kuradashi in Higurashi)

EPISODE LAYOUT

This was a bit difficult to figure out, due to the nature of the original Dick Figures series. Having every episode be the full 24 minutes would probably be too dragged out, but five scenarios per episode would make things too crammed.

However, I can picture one way this can work: If there's two segments in each episode. There's 50 episodes in total (aside from Figured Out, which we'll get to in a bit), so if we put 2 into each episode, we'd get 25 episodes of this anime version in total, which I feel like is a fair number.

As for the movie, that can be released after the final episode. As well as that, I also imagine that it'd be cool if they also adapted Figured Out into an OVA series alongside the movie meant to serve as the true series finale.

In fact... Having Figured Out as an OVA would actually work better due to potential pacing issues if it was put at the very end of the movie - and since it's only one story they'd need to adapt, they can go all out and spend as much episodes as they need fleshing out the episode from it's original montage format, so maybe we'll be able to learn more about the characters' futures.

Now for the big question: Would it be an adaptation of the original series, or a new story?

Well, I guess it can go both ways. If they want to re-imagine the series for a new audience, then I guess they can go ahead and adapt the original series. In fact, an adaptation that still changes things up would actually benefit the series most, since the original really hasn't aged the best (offensive jokes, Trollz0r literally just being the 2010s version of r/FellowKids, ect.).

That said, however, it would probably benefit SHAFT (or whatever other studio takes it) morer if they went with a new story that remained true to the original series - as long as they don't mess it up, of course (Lookin' at you, Magia Record anime - Don't think I've forgotten how dirty you guys did my girl Kuroe).

But hey, this is all just my personal opinion. What do you guys think? Do you think these ideas would be ideal for a Dick Figures anime, would you imagine it differently, or do you just think the series is already good enough on its own? Be sure to let me know in the reblogs or replies!

[send-allmyloving]

maybe daisuke with s / o who is his fiancée?

I'm gonna do a headcanon for this one, I hope you don't mind!

Daisuke Kanbe with a fem!s/o as his fiancée

Oh boy oh boy

idk what the fuck you did in your past life to become his fiancée but you hit the fucking JACKPOT

he spoils you rotten

fancy river cruises, private flights to Vienna, relaxing nights at an expensive spa; those are only some of all the extravagant dates he would take you on

he'd buy you all the famous designer brands you wanted even if you didn't ask for them

Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Armani, Versace, you name it, this guy's balance is unlimited so you can expect only the best shit you can get your hands on!

But of course he doesn't pay sole attention to your material desires, Daisuke truly loves you

He just wants to make you feel comfortable and happy is all

That being said, you guys do a lot together

Giving each other massages is a thing

If either of you is stressed, or even if it's the both of you, you'll both have a little spa day where you pamper each other 🥰

Ok but when Daisuke massages you he goes ALL OUT

hot rocks, essential oils, sugar scrubs, whatever the fuck else they use in massages idk ive never had one

You'll feel so relaxed you'll fall asleep lmao

Nights in are usually spent watching movies in his private theater and immaculate bubble baths complete with rose petals, wine, and a charcuterie platter yum

You also like walks around the town, wandering the streets of Tokyo hand-in-hand while admiring the pretty city lights

No shopping, nothing of the sort; just you two and the city view 🥰

Dates at small cafes are a thing, he loves seeing your eyes light up when he feeds you cake :((

And his heart skips a couple beats when he sees u get whipped cream on your mouth after drinking hot chocolate !!

Ofc he kisses it off like a cliché romcom movie star

When you guys are laying in bed he likes to hold your hand and play with your fingers + admire the ring on your finger and smile bc it just makes him so happy that he can spend the rest of his life with you 🥺💞💞

He really loves u ok

Loves kissing you all over your face

Especially loves kissing your cheek and neck

But if he kisses your shoulder.... good luck bc this man is In The Mood

dw tho he'll be very gentle

ANYWAY

He likes having you in his lap when you kiss, it gives him easier access to you

Often slips his hand under your clothing whenever you're kissing just so he can feel your skin against his

Not really in a sexual manner but more like so he can reassure himself that you're with him

Loves feeling you up, not only does he know it makes you feel good, it's also that touching you gives him a sense of security and also makes him feel good knowing you're in his arms and that he can love and protect you 🥺

Kissing is very soft and sensual, he wants to give you every ounce of his love :(((

You'll be on his lap and he'll be slowly moving his lips against yours

Loves to play with your hair and rub your back while you're kissing him

Like I said before, he loves touching you so he's one to run his hands all over you while kissing you

Likes rubbing your arms + you love it too bc it makes u feel warm

Sorta likes to bite your lips and slip his tongue into your mouth at times while you guys kiss hehehe

When you guys pass each other around the house you'll give each other a surprise kiss out of nowhere

Walking past him? BOOM smooch on the cheek

You find him in his office? BOOM you sneak in and smooch him on the head

Smoochies everywhere

He likes to hold your hand a lot

Whatever you guys are doing, if you're next to him he'll just randomly take your hand and intertwine your fingers and he doesn't even look up from his work its rlly cute

Likes to give you kisses on the hand sometimes while he holds them

PDA isn't much of a thing but he'll always have your arm in his or you'll be walking around holding hands + sometimes he likes to pull you close and give you a kiss on the head ❤

He's also a huge romantic

Most probably proposed to you at the top of the Eiffel Tower

Loves slow dancing with you to old love songs

He just loves the pure smile on your face when you dance together, and the setting is so intimate

It's just you and him slowly swaying to the soft music while gazing at each other and it just goes to show how in love you both are with each other :(((

Hold me pls im crying as i write this

Gives you a rose on every date you go on together

The night after your engagement he got you a beautiful necklace that matched your ring

Put it around your neck romcom style before he took you out for a dinner cruise along the Seine river in Paris uwu

Also he thinks you look absolutely stunning in the color red

He just adores you and he's so happy to have you as his fiancée

Long story short you're the luckiest girl in the world and there is no doubting his love for you, he will do anything for you to see you smiling and happy ❤❤

// I hope you like this anon! Sorry this is kinda short lmao also I'm sorry I couldn't write a whole scenario, I thought a headcanon would work better bc it would better elaborate everything abt being his fiancée rather than just focusing on a section of it,, anyways enjoy!!

[russic]

Daisuke Kambe Husband Headcanons

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SFW

You’re one lucky gal, Daisuke Kambe’s wanted to marry YOU. (Spare some change for the poor (me)?)

Let’s address the obvious: You have a shared bank account.

You get E V E R Y T H I N G you want. 

You want a Louis Vuitton purse? You got it. 

You’re determined to purchase new Christian Louboutin heels? Do it; you have the money. 

Gucci Belt? You already have three. 

Question: Did you ever meet someone who does the sexiest things... but indirectly? Thats Daisuke. 

When Daisuke is concentrating on his intense stack of paperwork, he bites his bottom lip. 

Daisuke undoes his tie with one finger (right pointer finger) when he arrives home from work. 

When he’s hot (all the time), he rolls up the sleeves of his black button down. 

Puts on his Rolex watch without look. He looks directly in your eyes. Its second nature. 

Closes the button of his blazer with two hands. 

If Daisuke performs any of these actions, you find yourself melting where you’re standing. You cannot believe this man is this attractive. He steals your breath away. 

EVERYONE  R E S P E C T S  YOU

When you walk into Daisuke’s company, everyone is at your service because you’re “Y/N Kambe, the boss’s wife.” If you ask for something, you receive it within seconds.

Sure, Daisuke’s is a great husband - but please drive. For the love of God, please DRIVE. 

Owns the most BEAUTIFUL apartment in New York City. 

Daisuke has a HEART of GOLD:

Has a “soft spot” for children: He’s constantly donating towards foundations like Make a Wish, The Sunshine Kids, St. Jude’s, Ronald McDonald House, and Childcare Aware at least five times a year. 

Donates under “Anonymous.”

When you’re riding on public transportation or standing in an elevator, and it starts becoming too crowded; Daisuke will give up his spot for older men, women, and children. 

Despite assuming the role of the richest and kindest man in the world, Daisuke has social anxiety. He grows nervous and begins shaking when he is meeting any of your new friends. Overtime, your important loved ones will grow close to him, but expect to see Daisuke shaking in his boots if he’s meeting someone important to you. Since you’re married, he’s close to your family now; but he was a nervous wreck. 

LOVES making you breakfast in the morning with his $1,000.000 waffle maker. 

He always makes a HUGE mess because he makes his own homemade batter (Yes, Daisuke cooks. He doesn’t hire people to cook).   

Nearly E V E R Y D A Y Daisuke wakes up early in the morning to assure your penthouse is spotless. He doesn’t like you acting as a “maid.” (He hires people three times a month to deep clean).

“You’re my wife, not my maid. No woman should be forced to clean because of poor societal standards.” 

When Daisuke gets frustrated, his eyebrow furrow. 

He cannot stand grocery shopping by himself. He gets confused by the littlest things. 

When Daisuke can’t figure something out... 

When people disrespect you, you’ll see him get angry.

Daisuke’s weakness is when you’ll tie his black tie in the morning before he leaves for work. 

After making sure it the expensive fabric lays perfectly on his chest, you’ll stand on your tip toes to kiss him on the lips. 

“Have a good day at work, baby.” 

Make Daisuke’s lunch, write him “love notes,” and slip them inside of his lunchbox. 

Every time Daisuke comes home, you’ll notice your notes aren’t in his lunchbox. 

One night you were rummaging through his bedside drawer when you noticed a large black velvet box. When you opened it, your eyes began growing soaked with tears; within the box was EVERY NOTE you ever wrote to him. 

NEVER NOT WEARING his black WEDDING RING engraved with your name. 

If a woman approaches him, he politely showcases his wedding ring saying, “My apologies, I have a wife.” 

Here’s a shocker: Daisuke H A T E S receiving expensive gifts. 

Daisuke can buy anything. He’s tired of receiving expensive gifts, but you’re the ONLY person who knows. Instead, you’ll purchase him ten-to-thirty-dollar gifts that remind you of him. 

Daisuke’s cheeks will begin to blush looks at the tiny gift you purchased him. As you begin explaining its significance, you’ll notice tears begin pooling into his eyes. 

HUGE pictures from your wedding day are scattered throughout the penthouse. 

Your wedding song was Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Without the lyrics. 

There was a reason behind his madness: On wedding day, during your first dance, you placed your head on Daisuke’s shoulder and sang the lyrics to him. 

U.N.I.T.E.D.  F.R.O.N.T - You’ll never stand alone.

ADORES your intelligence. Daisuke fell in love with you, your personality, appearance, and especially your intelligence. 

Throughout Daisuke’s entire life, women act brainless and submissive, but not you. He loves your smart mind and independent nature. 

Still CHECKS YOU OUT all the time. 

Especially when you’re wearing business attire paired with a lingerie top or simple silk dresses. 

Match him. He will start drooling. 

MESMERIZED when you take your hair out of a ponytail or claw clip. He LOVES watching your hair cascade down your back. 

Daisuke NEEDS to be connected to you in public. He latches onto your hand lacing your fingers together, gently touches your waist, or places a hand on your thigh. However, his public displays of affection WILL NOT go further. He’s a classy man. 

O B S E S S E D  with  K I S S I N G  YOUR LIPS. 

When you’re speaking to Daisuke, you’ll notice he’s staring at your lips imaging how soft they are. 

You do not fight often, but it does occur. Especially when he puts himself in dangerous situations. 

Due to a near-death experience, you grew frustrated and (unannounced) left your home to find a hotel room. Immediately, Daisuke tracked your location. 

Within two hours, he knocked on the door. You saw your husband clutching a bundle of flowers and chocolates. With tears streaming down his face. 

“Please, don’t ever leave. I’m so sorry - I’ll never do it again. Just don’t leave me. I NEED you.” 

Plans the most P E R F E C T dates. 

During winter, Daisuke plans to stroll around New York City to see the Christmas lights. 

In the spring, he takes you to your favorite Whinery. 

In summer, Daisuke privately rents fancy manors hoping spend a few private nights in with you. 

During fall, you two curl up into a cozy blanket and light scented candles to watch your favorite horror films. 

To surprise Daisuke, you often order tickets to see various orchestras across the country. He becomes enchanted by the sound of violin and piano music. However, his jaw drops during orchestra concerts.

 IF YOU HAVE CHILDREN: 

They are S.P.O.I.L.E.D.  R.O.T.T.E.N.

The most popular kid at school because you two are the parents. 

When they are little, they LOVE holding onto Daisuke’s pinky finger as you’re walking. 

If your child must attend any sports games or music recitals, you two are always present. Daisuke is the dad constantly taking photos of your child. 

Daisuke LOVES watching you rock your baby as you’re singing to them. 

LOVES traveling around the world with you. 

If you’re working on your laptop, Daisuke slowly comes up behind you. He kisses your cheek and slowly moves down your neck to your sweet spot. (Yes, he memorized where it is). 

You’ll have sweet make-out sessions in the kitchen when you’re cooking together. 

Gotta keep that spice in your life. 

You’ll always claim, “I’m the happiest person in the world.” However, Daisuke denies your statement. No one can be happier than him. After years of being married, Daisuke still cannot grasp how lucky he is to have you. 

“I love you with all my heart and soul, beautiful.” 

NSFW 

Despite being a sweet and loving husband, Daisuke will become a M.E.N.A.C.E in the bedroom. 

Before you both start undressing, Daisuke pulls his black gloves off with his teeth. 

Wear R.E.D. LIPSTICK

Daisuke LOVES ruining your red lipstick. Watching it smear across your (and his) lips as you engage in a heated make-out session, turns him on. 

Often drags his thumb across your bottom lip to smear a line of red lipstick to your breasts. When you look down, you’ll notice a stained line where his thumb traveled down your body. 

ADORES when you wear black lingerie. 

Once, you matched some lingerie with Daisuke’s oversized blazer by draping his attire across your shoulders... You were nearly unable to walk that morning. 

Seeing you wearing black lingerie accompanied with HIS professional blazer corrupted his mind and stained his pants. 

Many individuals believe Daisuke would degrade his significant other within the bedroom, but I’m not buying it. You will feel loved and be praised as Daisuke’s wife. 

“So goddamn stunning, baby.” 

“You like that don’t you, Angel?” 

“Baby, you’re so wet. You’re such a good girl.” 

KISS HIS NECK - (Take Nike’s advice and) Just do it. 

Takes his time worshipping your breasts. (He’s definitely a boob guy.)

If you’re arriving home from an important event/meeting in a gorgeous silk dress, don’t expect to be ignored. 

Within seconds of closing the door, Daisuke pushes you to the wall and starts running his fingers over your nipples as he thrusts his tongue in your mouth. 

If you enjoy walking around your home half-naked, (at any time) Daisuke can bend you over a hard surface, slowly push your underwear aside, and bury three fingers inside of your cunt. 

“You can’t walk around half-naked if you don’t expect to be fucked, baby.” 

LOVES seductively staring into your eyes and biting your bottom lip as he’s fingering your pussy. He enjoys the feeling of your walls clutching his fingers. 

O.I.L.  M.E.S.S.A.G.E.S. - Daisuke LOVES messaging your naked body with oil. 

Enjoys fondling your breasts and running his fingers over your sensitive nipples. 

When you’re lying on your stomach, Daisuke spends MINUTES rubbing and squeezing your ass. 

Soon enough, Daisuke spreads your ass cheeks and buries his tongue inside of your lubed pussy. The sound of his oily hands traveling along your body as he’s eating your pussy is his own paradise. 

Doesn’t mind paying for your nails because he imagines the sight of your pretty nails jerking off his cock. 

Drapes his arms across the back of the couch as you slowly drop to your knees. 

Daisuke intensely watches your every move as you’ve settled between his legs. Looking into his eyes, you’ll pull down his zipper with your teeth to remove his cock from his pants. 

Licking up the length his cock, Daisuke throws his head back in utter disbelief. 

“Fuck, baby. Please do that again.” 

Melts in his seat if you start sucking his balls. You’ll notice Daisuke’s legs start twitching within seconds of running your tongue along his genitals. 

Daisuke isn’t a lover willing to share your body, but he CANNOT ERASE the image of you having another women’s head buried between your legs as he watches. (He hasn’t told you this, yet). 

However, no men. He’s the only man that can pleasure your body. 

Wake Daisuke up by placing your soaked pussy on his stomach. When he’s awakened by you rubbing your pussy across his abs, he cannot help but grab onto your hips and increase the friction. 

“Baby, you could have woken me up with a good morning. Now I see you’re only using me to cum. Here I thought you were a little angel, princess.” 

“Yes, DADDY.”

Opposite of “Yes, daddy...  but PASSIONATE LOVER 

C.O.C.K.W.A.R.M.I.N.G. 

You feel complete once Daisuke finally buries himself inside of your pussy. He refuses to move as you’re locking lips muttering how much you’re in love with each other. 

“Daisuke, please move.” 

“Not yet, baby. Let me stay inside of you.” 

Expect MORNING SEX. The morning is the perfect time to slowly fuck your tight pussy because he’s hard and warm. 

Daisuke’s favorite sex position is a classic: MISSIONARY. 

According to Daisuke, missionary is a perfect position to look into your eyes, kiss your lips, suck on your neck, and watch his cock disappear into your pussy. (It’s the best). 

SEX in the WATER

In the hot tub, Daisuke gently pulls your breasts out from your small bathing suit to suck on your nipples as you ride his cock. Chasing your orgasm, the sound of water splashing sounding like waves of the ocean.

Remember how obsessed Daisuke is with your hair? Well, he loves pounding into your pussy from behind to watch your hair drape down your back moving with every thrust. 

I almost forgot, if Daisuke is fucking you from behind and you have back dimples, he buries his thumbs into them and forces your ass back on his cock. 

LOVES OBSESSED with SEX TOYS. 

Buys a new one each week. 

Surprise... Daisuke presses a vibrator to your sensitive clit as he’s pounding inside of you. 

Eases a diamond butt plug into your ass. 

Daisuke will cum anywhere. Inside of your body - on your body - who knows? 

Mostly spills him load onto your stomach or ass. 

If Daisuke cums inside your pussy, he gathers the load with his fingers and brings them up to your lips. 

“Open wide, baby.” 

“I know you love the taste of our cum together.” 

The aftercare is S.T.U.N.N.I.N.G. 

Following an intense love-making session, Daisuke draws a bath for the two of you. You’ll lay between his legs as he messages and cleans your body. 

“You can still walk, right, love?” 

Honestly, I don’t think you can. 

THANK YOU FOR READING - BEFORE YOU LEAVE... 

I wish to apologize for my lack of posts. I try to create a requested headcanon two times a week, but it seemed impossible this week. As many of you know, I am a senior in college. This week has been hectic in regard to my major. 

Thank you for your patience.  ♡ 

[bemylord]

s/o has a sensitive clit

characters: osamu dazai, kanbe daisuke, levi ackerman.

warnings: nsfw, overstimulated, collar, daddy kink, spreader bar, armbinder, flogger, hair pulling, vibrator, squirt, slight bondage, spanking, ice play

ｏｓａｍｕ ｄａｚａｉ

you're wearing a collar which has a gold inscription: 'kitty', standing naked in the bedroom. osamu's holding a vibrator, ominously grinning: he'll make you cry this night, by stimulated your small clit, watching as to how you're struggling to delay your orgasm. at some point, that'll happen in the future, dazai will allow you to come on your bed, forcing you to soak every inch of a silk blanket.

'give me your wrists and ankles so daddy will tie you up in a spreader bar'

you lied on your back, docilely carry out an order. denude your private parts, you've already prepared for been not contentedness: not for the reason that osamu please you - he doesn't permit you to release.

'if you'll be a good kitty, daddy allows you to cum and cum, until you'll be crying, got it?'

you whimpered quiet 'yes', feel silicone toy is touching your head. you closed eyes and osamu turned on the vibrator.

'isn't it good, baby? what if i add my fingers?

when dazai hardly touch the entrance, spreading your labia, coming in your unstretched hole yet. you flex your toes, pull back the hand back, feeling how metal handcuffs are digging into your wrists.

'don't make sharp movements, kitty, or else you'll hurt yourself' dazai is continuing to thrust you, stretching and preparing your vagina for his dick. but primarily, osamu will play with you for a while.

'afore i'll put my dick inside, i need you to squirt. i know you can'

after he said, he increases the pace, literally fuck your inner, assailable spot.

your orgasm is building since the first seconds after osamu turned on the toy. the feeling of vibration on your outer clit and your inner spot be fucking by his fingers: it drives you into agony. a desperate struggle against your orgasm - knowing that dazai is watching it.

'ok, do it in three' slap, 'two', slap, 'one. now release yourself'.

ｋａｎｂｅ ｄａｉｓｕｋｅ

kanbe is a sweet boy, who'd spoil you as his queen, prioritizes your pleasure above his. for the time being. kanbe knows you've got a sensitive clit, and he used to overstimulated it as punishment or as a way to test you.

'give me your arms', you put your hands behind your back, feel as your daddy uses an armbinder. daisuke pulls your hair back, reached with another hand from behind to your crotch. he ran his palm from your pubis to the anal repeatedly, slapped lastly.

'put your face on the pillow'

you did as your told, protrude your holes. you heard how kanbe opened the draw, put something from it.

'daddy will play a little game, it calls: if you'll reach your orgasm before i count to ten, i'll lick till you lose your fucking mind'

he spanked your pussy by the flogger, plainly touch the spot. it was first. your arms are tightly clamped by armbinder, your face on the pillow, making a muted whimpers. your booty is in the air, exhibiting your dripping, sloppy pussy. the desire of being spoiled by your loved boyfriend is growing: you'd let kanbe do whatever with yourself if he'll use his tongue. the way daisuke licks from the clit to the asshole, concentrate attention on your sensitive spot, downright build up your orgasm. it was eight, when you whimper, move your legs together, cumming.

'my naught girl', he spanked you last time on the ass, squeezing. 'i warned you. now bend over, i'm gonna do my promise'

ｌｅｖｉ ａｃｋｅｒｍａｎ

he used your vulnerable spot as a way to dominate over you, showing who's master in the bedroom. levi'd do series of insignificant hits on your pussy with his hand, sort of spanking, enjoying your moans. he found it's sensitive when he reached down on your labia, to spread them apart, leading on your clit first; he did along, touching the head, you arched your back, nuzzling to your lover.

'i-it's susceptible spot' you murmured, united legs together; but strong levi's arms precluded your movements.

'keep 'em apart, that's an order, slut'

you're aware that you must obey and submit unquestioningly. he tied you up with his belt, gave you an order to close your eyes.

'you're gonna tell me everything that you'll feel'

you nodded, anticipating new feelings.

'i'm feeling-' suddenly, you felt a piece of ice on your stomach. 'ice on my belly, reached down and your hand on my nipple'

levi paved a wet path from your stomach to the clit; ackerman densely pressing a frozen liquid on the head then barely touch it, blowing on your overstimulated spot. he raised a block of ice to your nipples, outlining your hard teat, licking the other one.

'now i'm gonna spank your pussy and you're not allowed to cum, my little slut'

the sensation of a cold thing and arousal mingled together, as something that must an associated; the way levi plays with your clit using a piece of ice like it's something soft then blows on it and repeat that again. you're moaning, whimpering, and begging him to stop the torture, but he gets more and more smug and assertive: he puts you on you high point, he's the one who's controlling the pace and the game of ice-and-blow.

he spanked your pussy, especially on your clitoris [he does on purpose]. levi'd kept spanking even if you came and squirt all over the bed and his fingers: he'd satisfied only when he sees you're crying and squirming on your juices.

'you were such a good cadet for your captain, now let me taste it'

licking torture as well, but frankly speaking, you love it more than hate it.

//~~//

:3

[onthr-dream]

"Hmm...which one should i bought?"

"Both"

"Let's eat some sushi for dinner!"

"Sure, i'll order the reservation"

"Nooo i don't want to go to the restaurant"

"Then you pick the place, my lady"

"Do you want any particular gift from me, Dai?"

"No, just to stay with me and that's enough for me"

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Me enamoré ♡

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Can I request a jealous haru or daisuke with a s/o? 👀

territorial (daisuke kanbe)

Daisuke Kanbe has everything, everything a person could ever desire. Charisma, smarts, blindingly good looks, and more money than anyone should ever be allowed to have, He doesn’t have anything to feel threatened about, right? Right?

“And you’re there was no one in the office when you left?” you asked, jotting down important details in your notepad.

The sleazy looking film director shook his head, “Absolutely sure, sweetheart.”

A vein popped up on Daisuke’s forehead. This was the third time in a row when this useless scumbag had used some inappropriately intimate nickname to refer to you, and Daisuke was this close to losing it.

How convenient, he thought, that Haru had to choose this particular day to fall sick and take a leave. As a result, you had been the one to end up accompanying him to this case, investigating the murder of a popular local actress. This asshole director in front of you was the one who was directing her latest movie.

“O-oh.” You faltered slightly at his words, shyly tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, “Well, thank you so much for your time, Mr. – “

“Yes, thank you for your time.” Daisuke cut in briskly, taking the notepad from your hand and pocketing it, before gripping your wrist, “If you don’t mind, we have other, more important matters to attend to.”

You gave him a surprised look, “Wait, Daisu – “

“Let’s go, baby.”

With that, he stalked out of the man’s office, all but dragging you behind him. It wasn’t until you had reached the elevators that you finally managed to free yourself from his grip.

“What the hell, Daisuke!?”

He turned to face you, the usual nonchalant expression back on his face, “What?”

“That’s not how you behave with a potential witness! Do you know how much crucial information you might have costed us?”

“I honestly have no idea.” He shrugged, stepping in behind you as the elevator doors opened, “But it couldn’t have been worth more than a million. Five million?”

You pressed the button for the ground floor, and turned around to face him with an incredulous look on your face, “That’s not even the poi – “

In an instant, the air was knocked out of your lungs as he pushed you up against the wall of the elevator, and you let out a small gasp. One of his hands trailed down the side of your hip, while the other lightly held your chin and tilted it up.

His steely eyes narrowed at you, “Did you not see how that scumbag was leering at you?”

“R-really? I didn’t – “ you swallowed hard. Your face felt hot, and words refused to form in any coherent manner in your head. With him standing so awfully close to you, it was hard to even think straight

“I cannot stand anyone looking at you like that.” He growled, his grip on your hp tightening a little, “You’re mine, and I’m only one who’s allowed to that.”

His nose brushed against yours, one of his knees jammed in between your legs and you gasped, “It’s – it’s not like that, Daisuke. You don’t have to – “

His lips crashing on to yours never let you complete your sentence, and even though the kiss was bruising and made you see stars, you still couldn’t help being a little miffed about being cut off yet again. The kiss was bruising and passionate, and yet also filled with a strange kind of longing. One of his hands carded through your hair, while your own gripped the lapels of his coat tightly.

You ran out of breath just before the elevator doors opened. Panting and red-faced, you looked at him with wide eyes. He gave you a small, lopsided smirk, wiping the corner of your lips with his thumb, before shoving his hands into his pockets and walking out.

“Daisuke, wait!” You blinked, before running to catch up with him. Once you did, you held on to his sleeve and gave him a teasing smile, “I did know you could get so jeal - “

“Oh God, don’t say it...”

You laughed, “Jealous.”

“Territorial.” He corrected. As the two of you continued to walk towards the car, he took one hand out of the pocket and intertwined it with yours, pulling you a little closer.

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Daisuke Kanbe

fluff / having a nightmare

angst fluff / jealous

fluff / dating

Katou Haru

fluff / mission: stovetop

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Updated:24-October-2022

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daisuke with jealous s / o? I think it can be interesting and maybe even cute, depends on the reaction of daisuke 🤔

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Daisuke with a jealous s/o

Working at Tokyo’s Metropolitan Detective Division could be a real pain in the ass. The environment there was just not as professional is you thought it would have seemed, and working as an interrogator was only slightly thrilling; you were still restricted to the Modern Crime Prevention Task Force along with Haru, and the jobs that you were forced to handle were nothing above the ordinary; just the same old drug busts and whatnot.

Of course, having your multi-millionaire boyfriend, Daisuke, at your side took off the edge a little bit, but you can’t help but be annoyed at how little things were going on in your life. You needed some form of thrill, which is why you went through the hell of studying forensic science and detective work, yet here you were sitting in a plain office with only a few people in your division, filing out paperwork.

However, what was really irking you today was seeing all the girls and guys that flocked around Daisuke everywhere he went, whether it was on missions or even in the office. He didn’t seem to mind, accepting the snacks some of them would give him and allowing them to engage with him in any kind of stupid conversation, even if they were so obviously flirting with him! Though you knew how stupidly oblivious this man could get, you still got so damn jealous that those people were trying to get to him shamelessly even when they were openly aware of the relationship you and him shared.

Your resolve finally snapped when you had just finished a field job with Haru and Daisuke, seeing the client talk with Daisuke on the side with a shameless blush dusting her face as she handed him a small gift bag, as well as a slip of paper that you were certain had her phone number on it. Your hands were balled into fists, fingernails digging into the flesh of your palm as you restrained yourself from giving the girl a punch to the face after seeing your boyfriend take both the gift and paper without even blinking.

“Haru, I’m going home. Tell Daisuke that I took the cab once he’s finished messing around with that stupid client,” you snapped at the taupe-haired man beside you while shoving your fists into your coat and briskly walking towards the street.

“H-hey! (Name)! Are you alright?” Haru attempted to call after you, but you blocked out his voice as you hailed down a cab, refusing to think back to the exasperating scene in front of you.

Daisuke turned around as the woman left, eyes meeting with Haru’s and widening with surprise as he took note of what just happened.

“Why’d they leave?” He asked his companion, genuine confusion arising in his deep voice.

Haru groaned. “You’re so damn dense. That girl was flirting with you right in front of your significant other, you idiot!”

“Was she? I didn’t know... She just gave me a gift bag,” Daisuke muttered, his eyebrows furrowing as he processed the situation. Was that considered flirting?

“Of course she was! Are you stupid?! She gave you her damn phone number too! Did you see the blush on her face at all?? She was obviously trying to get with you!” Haru yelled, pinching the bridge of his nose in utter exasperation. 

Daisuke looked down at the slip of paper in his hands. “But I thought she was just trying to give us a form of contact in case anything else--”

“Oh for fuck’s sake... You’re the densest man in this universe. You’re denser than a fucking brick. Just go home and talk to them already!”

He sighed, walking towards Haru and shoving both the gift bag and the slip of paper into his hands before walking towards his car to head home to you.

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You were in the kitchen, making yourself some hot chocolate to distract yourself from the stinging pain in your heart as you thought back to what happened today. It wasn’t his fault, he was too stupid to realize when anyone was trying to flirt with him. It was a surprise that he was the same someone who’s had one night stands with anyone before meeting you. 

You sighed as you heard the doors of the mansion open. Your boyfriend was home. Usually you would be greeting him with open arms and a wide smile, but you decided that you needed a break from him for tonight.

“(Name)? I’m back... where are you?” you heard him call out to you, footsteps growing louder as he walked towards the kitchen. You stayed silent, lips pressed together as you focused on stirring the pot of hot chocolate on the stove, your fingers tightening against the counter as you tensed.

You felt arms slip around your waist from behind and a chin rest on your shoulder, making you gasp faintly in surprise, but quickly you came to realization that it was none other than your boyfriend, probably still completely oblivious to the situation at hand. You refused to look back at him, leaning away from him as he attempted to kiss your cheek.

Daisuke felt his heart ache. He knew he hurt you, even if he didn’t mean to, but he was never used to you being this mad.

He moved his arms to hold you tighter, pulling you close to his chest, a pang of guilt crossing his heart as he felt you tense in his arms.

“I’m sorry, my darling,” he whispered, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

You froze, your stirring ceasing as your grip on the spoon tensed, teeth worrying at your bottom lip. He was apologizing. What were you supposed to say?

Daisuke’s head rose after he heard a faint hiccup emerge from your lips. He leaned his head over to see your face from the side, and sure enough, he saw small tears leaking from your eyes as you bit down on your lip to keep the sobs at bay.

“Hey... what’s the matter, angel?” he asked you softly, moving his hands up to place them gently on your arms.

“Not now, Daisuke. Please...” you choked out, still avoiding his face as you turned off the stove, moving away from his embrace as you attempted to leave.

A hand on your wrist. You stopped, still refusing to turn around to face him. You didn’t know why you were feeling so hurt by this.

“Talk to me, (Name). Just let me know what I did so I can fix it,” he pleaded.

Your heart ripped. Now you made him feel like it was his fault. Great.

“You didn’t do anything, Daisuke,” you said tearfully, finally turning to face him.

“Then tell me what’s hurting you. I’ll make it right,” he said, his voice low and gentle as he pulled you to his chest. “I’m not going to hurt you, my dear.”

You couldn’t stop it. The tears continued to flow down your cheeks as you buried your face into his chest. Daisuke calmly stroked your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as he soothingly rubbed your back.

“It’s just... I-I get scared. I see all those people who flirt with you and--” a sob shook your body and Daisuke tightened his grip on your waist as you leaned into him. “I-I know you don’t realize... that.. but--” you hiccuped, “but I’m just so scared Daisuke. I’m so scared... you’re going to find someone more deserving of you and then--” a torrent of sobs took over you, as you held him tighter, your tears wetting his dress shirt, but he didn’t care. All he could feel was the throbbing pain in his chest as he watched you come apart. He felt his heart slowly breaking in half as he watched you cry.

“You’re... you’re going to leave me...” you weeped, your fingers gripping onto the fabric of his jacket as you continued to cry out your heart.

“No...” he whispered, trying to keep his voice from breaking, but to no avail. He felt a tear fall down his cheek, but ignored it as he continued to hush your sorrow-filled sobs, fingers running gently across your back and down your arms to calm your aches and tremors.

After you had quieted down, Daisuke pulled back to wipe your tears before cupping your cheeks. He stroked your cheek with his thumb, his eyes teary as he looked at you with the most heartfelt expression you’d ever seen him with.

“You deserve more than anything in this world, sweetheart. You deserve more than everything this universe holds. I love you so, so much, my angel. And I will never leave your side. Not now, not ever. I promise you, my love. You are my everything.”

You looked up at him, breath hitching in your throat. God, you were so in love with him. How could someone be so kind, and so loving?

He took your hands into his as he lifted them to his lips, planting a kiss onto every little finger. “I love you. I love every part of you,” he murmured.

Fingers still interlaced, he let go of your other hand to pull you into a warm kiss, your troubles melting away.

Pulling back ever so slightly, he slowly peppered kisses down from your jaw to your neck, and back up to your ear, his free hand sliding around to the small of your back.

“Daisuke...” you whispered timidly, holding on tightly so that the nervous quaking of your hands wasn’t obvious.

“You went through so much today because of me...”

“N-no! It’s not your fault--”

“Hush now, my angel,” he said softly, letting go of your hand to brush back your hair with his fingers as he kissed down from your lips to your jaw once more, his hand slipping under the hem of your shirt to caress your skin. He spoke once more, his sultry voice filling your ears with a melody of love and lust.

“Let me take care of you tonight.”

// what the fuck i’m so sorry i’m taking so long to complete requests sighhh anyways i hope you like this mwah mwah

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daisuke with s / o who wants a lot of affection (hugs, kisses) its can be fluff or nsfw ❤️

Daisuke Kanbe with an s/o who wants affection

Daisuke Kanbe wasn’t one for showing his affection. After all, he wasn’t expecting to get into a relationship in the first place, being a millionaire detective and all. However, your charm was so captivating that he just had to get to know you, and he found himself falling down the rabbit hole of love just for you. It was strange; the way your sweet smile made his heart burst, how he had to always suppress a chuckle when he held your small hand in his large one, the way the candlelight would pronounce your soft features ever so perfectly and make his heart do somersaults as a faint blush would come across his face at your beauty. How lucky he became to have someone as stunning as you.

But of course, he had trouble showing those feelings in the early stages of your relationship. He wasn’t exactly sure of how to show his love besides material goods, fancy restaurant dates, and the usual hand holding. You didn’t voice your wants for physical affection in fear of rejection due to his usual cool demeanor, yet you just couldn’t help but long for it. But of course, at some point you attempted a subtle hint for Daisuke to give you the attention you so desperately wanted. 

It was nighttime at his penthouse. Daisuke was going through his files, his coat thrown over the back of his chair, tie loose with his white dress shirt slightly unbuttoned as he ran his fingers through his messy raven locks, icy blue eyes intently focused on the documents in his hand, seemingly unaware of you curious, yet tired, eyes peeking around the crevasse of the ajar door to his office. You were in a long-sleeved tee and your old pajama pants, fidgeting with the hem of your sleeve as you anxiously debated with yourself as to whether or not it would be a good idea to ask him at this moment, to at least give you a hug.

You hadn’t been sleeping very well for the past few days, if you were being honest. Maybe it was the anxiety of being in a different place from your usual apartment, or maybe it was just you internally battling your insecurities while you were at Daisuke’s side as his significant other. You just wanted any form of reassurance that you weren’t alone, that you were perfectly safe, that he wouldn't leave you, and you felt that being in his arms was the only way to feel something that would rid you of your doubts. 

Swallowing nervously, you silently padded over to the handsome detective as he continued to scan over his documents once more. Finally at his side, your hand reached out, shaking before hesitantly tugging at his shirt sleeve. He looked up, eyes once hardened with focus softening when he saw you.

“You’re still up? It’s almost midnight,” he said gently, taking one hand in his. “Do you need anything?”

Your heart fluttered. God, he’s really sweet. But why am I so nervous? You thought to yourself.

You looked down at your toes, timidly muttering something incoherent. Daisuke raised an eyebrow, setting his documents aside before leaning in and putting a finger under your chin to lift your face to his, your shy eyes meeting his cool blue ones. 

“Don’t be shy, my love. Is there something wrong?” he asked patiently, his other hand still maintaining a soft grip on yours.

My love.

Your heart skipped a beat. You felt your fear wash away as you gazed into his inquisitive eyes. He loves me. Breathing in a sigh, you told him, your voice still soft as ever.

“Um... we haven’t had much physical contact, a-and... I was wondering--”

You were cut off by Daisuke’s warm arms slipping around your waist, his lips on your cheek in an instant before moving to kiss your forehead and then your nose. He pulls back, arms never leaving your waist as he softly smiled at you, before leaning in once more.

“Is this what you wanted?” he whispered into your ear, lips tickling your earlobe as his deep voice made your heart do flips. He continued kissing down from your ear to your neck, hands moving to rub your arms and sides before he pulled you even closer, your noses touching, your lips inches away from his. You nod, completely flustered as blush spread across your cheeks as he smirked.

“You can always ask me for hugs and kisses if you want them, my dear. I’m not as scary as you think,” he reassured softly, brushing stray hairs behind your ear before cupping your cheek, his mouth on yours. Your troubles melted away, the warmth of his lips rushing through your body as you relaxed into his touch as he pulled you to sit back into the chair with you on his lap, his lips slowly moving against yours as his hands tangle in your hair, your hands gripping tightly to the fabric of his shirt as his hands wandered around your body.

“My precious angel. Don’t be so scared anymore of showing me your love, I’ll show you all the love I have for you, too. I promise,” he breathed against your lips, one hand moving to the small of your back and slipping under your shirt, rubbing soothing circles against the soft skin. You sighed against him, pulling back to bury your face into his shoulder as he began to pepper kisses down your neck while he played with the hairs on your nape, causing you to shiver in his embrace. He brought his hand down from your hair to take one of your hands, lacing your fingers with his, rubbing his thumb across your knuckles as he moved to kiss the top of your head as you began to slump into him, sleep overtaking you from his pampering of gentle kisses and touches. 

Daisuke chuckled to himself, picking up your tired figure and carrying you to his room, placing you in bed before sliding under the covers next to you. He was still in his partial dress attire; he didn’t care. All he wanted right now was for you in his arms as you both slept, and to wake up next to you to see your gorgeous face before giving you a kiss good morning on the nose, fingers intertwined as he pressed a kiss to every single knuckle. He would make sure that the nasty thoughts of self-doubt and insecurity stay at bay, because take it or leave it, Daisuke Kanbe was head-over-heels in love with you, and he wanted to make you feel that way, figuratively and especially literally, of course. 

// it’s almost two AM this is rlly shitty and i’ll go back to fix it but i hope you liked this for now <3

Edit: fixed some of it lol

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baby please Daisuke with s/o who is having a bad nightmare 🥺💕

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Daisuke with an s/o who had a bad nightmare

You shot up from your pillow, breathing erratic and unsteady as you recalled the frightening nightmare. you gripped the satin sheets surrounding you, feeling tears flow down your cheeks as your heart pounded against your ribcage. God, there was no way you could go back to sleep now.

“(Name)?”

You glanced to the side, vision blurry, but you could make out the familiar figure of your boyfriend. He slowly got up to sit, sleepily rubbing his eyes before looking at you with concern.

‘’Daisuke... I’m sorry,” you mumbled, trying incredibly hard to steady your breaths, incoherent thoughts racing through your mind as you tried to process the horrific dream that you just had. It was so... disturbing. You couldn’t get it off your mind no matter how hard you tried; you needed a distraction.

“Honey, are you alright? Did you have a nightmare?” His soothingly deep voice broke through your thoughts as a warm hand came to rub gentle circles around your back.

You nodded, eyes trained solely on your hands gripping the bed sheets as you trembled, the tears refusing to slow. You chewed on your lip, doing your best to muffle the sobs that were slipping through your mouth.

Daisuke sighed, his face contorting with worry as he observed your disturbed state. “Come here, darling.” He told you, arms opening up to offer you an embrace.

You silently obeyed, scooting along the bed into his lap. He wrapped his strong arms around you, his fingers finding purchase in your hair, massaging your scalp as he planted kisses around your face. “I love you,” he whispered, his lips traveling to your jaw and your neck as his other hand remained secure around your waist, drawing little patterns on your skin underneath your shirt. 

He pulled back, wiping off your tears and giving you a forehead kiss before gently guiding you off him to stand up from the bed. “I’ll be right back, sweetheart. Stay here for a minute,” he said, leaving to the kitchen.

You nodded silently, feeling your limbs grow cold at the absence of his touch. You knew he would be back in a jiffy, but you were still scared, and the onslaught of thoughts brought on from your dream threatened to wreak havoc on your brain once again.

After a minute or so, Daisuke returned with a mug of warm milk. He sat next to you, and gingerly placed the mug into your hands. “Drink,” he whispered, a hand sliding around to slowly rub your back as you started to drink. He hummed you a slow song, placing kisses onto your neck and shoulder in between.

Once you had finished what you could of the warm drink, he laid down with you, pulling you flat to his chest with his warm arms as he dipped down to give you the softest of kisses. He gently squeezed your waist, a silent promise that he would crush any bad thought or dream that threatened to come your way. He brought a hand up to brush the hair out of your face, kissing your nose and the corners of your mouth before placing a peck to your lips. “I love you so much,” he mumbled sleepily, your noses nudging together as his hand found yours, gentle fingers tracing patterns up and down the front and back of your palm. The warmth of his affection and the after effects of the drink you had lulled you back to sleep, and Daisuke fought off any threats to your mind with the strength of his love, his arms protectively around your sleeping figure, your head resting in the crook of his neck while his hand cradled the back of your head, fingers stroking  gently through your locks as he followed you into dreamland. 

// Sorry that this is so short aaaaaaaaa i still hope you liked this though!! Thank you for the request  mwah mwah ily

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baby pls 👉🏻👈🏻Daisuke comforting a crying reader bc her friends dumped her 🥺🥺

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Daisuke comforting fem!reader who was abandoned by her friends

Daisuke adjusted his cufflinks as he walked towards the entrance of his penthouse, his usual cold look never leaving his face. His butler greeted him at the door before taking his gloves and briefcase. Daisuke ran a hand through his sleek hair as he made his way to the parlor where he was offered tea by his maid.

Moving to sit down on the plush couch, he froze as he heard sobs coming from upstairs. His brows furrowed as he realized that the sobs sounded too much like your voice. His ice blue eyes darted towards the maid, agitation rising in his eyes as he demanded an explanation.

“She’s been like that since the moment she got home from her classes, Kanbe-san. The moment she came home she burst into tears... I asked her what was wrong but she wouldn’t answer, and I tried to offer her something to eat or drink but she just went and closed herself into her room. Please talk to her,” the maid said perplexedly.

Daisuke nodded, his frown even more prominent as he subconsciously racked his mind for the worst-case scenarios of what could have possibly happened to you as he marched up to the room you resided in.

He stopped at your door, his heart clenching at the broken sobs emitting from the other side. He knocked.

“(Name)? It’s me. Are you alright?”

Inside your room, you were curled up under your sheets, trying to muffle your sobs with the back of your hand as tears continuously flowed down your cheeks as you realized your boyfriend could most definitely hear your crying. However, the most you could reduce it to was loud hiccups and sniffles as you tried your hardest to stop another sob from slipping out your throat.

“Darling, please say something. I’m getting worried,” Daisuke pleaded, his deep voice resonating with concern.

“I-I’m fine. Just... go away, Daisuke,” you croaked out between hiccups, the pain in your voice evident to him as you tried to convince your lover that you were just fine.

“You don’t sound fine. I’m coming in,” he said firmly, turning the doorknob.

He looked around at the state of your room. It was a bit messy, yes. Your bag was thrown carelessly to the side, papers and folders spilled out and strewn across the floor. However, his attention was drawn to the smashed photo frame, containing a picture of you and your closest friends. Daisuke recognized them, he had seen you around campus with them when he visited on occasion, and of course he’d seen enough of the pictures you had took with them that you showed him on your phone when you told him about all the times you had spent with your good friends. But since the start, he felt that something was off about those “friends” of yours. Maybe it was the way they looked in the candid pictures you had taken, maybe it was the overtly feigned smiles in the selfies you had taken with them. Or maybe it was just the bad vibe they gave off when he was around them. Whatever it was during then, he wasn’t sure, but he didn’t like it. However, he didn’t say anything; he saw how happy they made you.

But God, how he regretted not doing anything beforehand as the realization pieced together in his mind at this moment like a puzzle piece, his fists tightening as the resentment and fury towards those idiots boiled his blood.

They had hurt you. How dare they?

He breathed a sigh as he walked around before kneeling at your side of the bed, peeling off the tear-stained blanket from your face.

He felt his heart tear in half as he saw your distraught state. Your eyes were bloodshot as tears streamed down your cheeks, your eyes glassy, darkened, and twisted with pain as the sobs wreaked havoc on you once more, your voice echoing with pure anguish. The emotions he felt, seeing you in such a state of agony, were comparable to the pain of a knife driven through the chest. He hated seeing you this way. He just wanted you to live your life at ease, but you had been hurt. No, you had been damaged.

One hand made its way to your hair, fingers soothingly carding through your soft locks as another hand tenderly gripped yours, a thumb rubbing gentle circles over the back of your palm as he hushed your cries.

“They just... left me...” you choked out between hiccups and sobs, moving your head to bury your face into the wrinkled covers.

“I’m so, so sorry this happened to you, my love. They didn’t deserve you in the first place, you’re just too precious for them,” he assured you, his voice ever so calm and sturdy as he consoled you, arms moving to wrap around your torso as he lifted you up and pulled you into his chest as he sat on your bed. His hand found purchase in your hair again, slowly massaging your scalp while he rubbed your back. “Hush now, my angel. Everything will be alright. You’re safe with me,” he whispered, pressing gentle kisses to your temple, nose, and cheeks. His hands moved to cup your face, his blue eyes filled with love as he gazed at you, a soft smile making its way to his lips before he gave you a soft peck on the lips.

Daisuke pulled you closer to him, a warm arm sliding securely around your waist as a gentle hand guided you to rest your head on his shoulder. He cradled you, your pained sobs gradually fading away before all he could hear were your occasional sniffles in the quietness of your room.

He stroked your hair, planting a kiss to your neck as he hummed you a song into your ear, his deep voice lulling you to sleep as you leaned into his gentle touch.

“I love you. I promise nothing like this will ever happen to you again.”

And he stuck to that promise. After a couple days, you would find your now ex-friends in a complete financial crisis, having messed with Daisuke Kanbe’s one and only true love. You were reluctant to believe it at first, but this just proved that Daisuke would never let anyone who so much layed a finger on you, get away with it. Daisuke Kanbe would do anything to protect the one he loved more than anything else in the world.

In that case, in any case, that person was you. It would always be you.

// I’m so sorry for the delay! I hope you enjoyed this, I worked really hard on it and I had almost finished it the first time i sat down to wrote it but my stupid laptop died and erased my progress. Love that for me :/ Anyways enjoy!!!

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