#kazurei fic

[ylc1]

Chapters: 9/11 Fandom: Buddy Daddies (Anime) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kurusu Kazuki & Suwa Rei, Kugi Kyuutarou & Kurusu Kazuki, Kurusu Kazuki/Suwa Rei Characters: Kurusu Kazuki, Kugi Kyuutarou, Suwa Rei, Kurusu Yuzuko, Suwa Shigeki, Unasaka Miri, OC - Character Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Developing Friendships, Angst and Humor, bad childhood, Pining, poor communication, Emotional Baggage, Angst and Feels, POV Kurusu Kazuki, Character Study, Self-Esteem Issues, Family Issues, Time Skips, Canon-Typical Violence, Developing Relationship, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Underage Smoking, Underage Drinking, Jealousy, Complicated Relationships Summary:

“I might have a job for you, if you're interested in more than scraps,” the man tells him, producing a card from the inner pocket of his coat and placing it on the table, sliding it in Kazuki’s direction. “Tomorrow, 10 o’clock.”   If he expects Kazuki to reach for the card right away, he’s going to be disappointed, the teen thinks darkly. He is curious, but he’s not about to show it and the man chuckles once more, eyes alight with amusement. He taps the card once as he stands up and then turns on his heel, waving goodbye as he leaves. Kazuki waits until the man disappears through the door before finally reaching for the card.   It’s a regular business card, although Kazuki doesn’t think cafes’ owners usually have those. It must be a front for something, the mafia most likely and isn’t that interesting? 

Kazuki is thirteen when he gets an offer to start working for the organization. It goes from there

(AU, different first meeting)

[zsbrainrot]

Hi Friends! There are just 30 minutes left to preorder the Stronger Than Blood Buddy Daddies Zine! It’s really cute, and includes what is possibly one of the fluffiest fics I’ve ever read, so if you’re interested, be sure to snag one!

@buddydaddieszine

[imaginarylungfish]

just updated my mha and buddy daddies fic recs! i just wanted to highlight two that have become some of my favorites:

for buddy daddies, we have a sfw kazurei 33K word post-canon/pre-timeskip rei-centric slow burn: love, or something like that

for mha, we have a cute and creative nsfw todobakudeku 8K word soul marks fic that really just did something for me: There's A Little Me That Live In You

i have some link click fic recs i need to sort and add to my rec list as well! hopefully i'll do that in the next few days.

as always, thank you fic writers! you make my day (:

[comediantragedy]

do you ever find that fanfiction that’s so good that it fundamentally changes your view on that character/relationship forever and you still think about it years later even when you’re not in the fandom anymore

[dayninth]

Love the fic so much <333 figure skater Rei is just so beautiful

[kazureicentral]

Season two of Buddy Daddies idea:

Rei receives a mysterious letter addressed to ‘Suwa Heir’, informing him that his father is dead and he’s inherited his business, money and property.

Kazuki juggles Miri’s constant inquiries about her biological family while wonder about his own. (I wanna know about kazukis FAMILY)

Miri starts highschool!

feel like you could go a few different ways with this one

- her love life (bleh)

- her struggles with her career

- her friends

- her hobbies!! I wanna see if she kept drawing

Extra notes

- When Rei first receives the letter he’s really confused because he dropped the Suwa name years ago. REI KURUSU

- Kazuki Finds some distant relative of his and starts piecing the puzzle back together, eventually finding his biological mother and father..

- Miri wins a metal in the academic decathlon, I just think Rei and Kazuki would just push her to do the best. They’re really proud of her for it

- since I think they love at the beach now, the whole family takes up surfing, at first Kazuki and Miri are a little tense but they come around and learn to ride the waves together! Rei’s really bad at it but enjoys looking for seashells in the beach! (I also think he’d like sharks)

[plague-of-insomnia]

No Regrets - A Buddy Daddies Ficlet

↱ Read on AO3 ↰

Fandom: Buddy Daddies | Pairing: Kazurei | Words: 196

Summary: Rei's entire life changed when he decided to press that gun to his arm and pull the trigger. And yet he has no regrets.

~#~

Reblogs always appreciated!

[dk-wren]

Happy One Year Since the Finale of Buddy Daddies!

Hello everyone!

Even though I wasn't able to keep up with celebration posts for each week/episode, I wanted to come back to celebrate the one year anniversary of episode 12!

I wrote another fic, which turned out to be a fun bookend for my 1 year anniversary celebration. The fic I wrote back in January took place the morning after the main events of ep. 12 while this one takes place the night before ep. 12. I hope you enjoy it!

School has been keeping me busy, so I apologize I didn't have the time to respond to your comments and reblogs on my celebration week posts. Thank you so much though! It fills me with such joy to see people continuing to interact with my work as well as with Buddy Daddies!

While school is about to start up for me again, I have plenty of other wips and ideas I would love to eventually write. The Buddy Daddies brain rot persists so this is certainly far from the last post you'll see from me about this series.

Thank you again for all your support!

-Dakota Wren 💜

[lady-charinette]

Yes I know we're in July already but I really wanted to write out some prompts for Kazurei bc I didn't have time in June due to work stuff. Enjoy! T_T

Kazurei Week Prompt: 16. June

Hands

Rei grew up differently than most kids had.

His first experiences weren't a comforting hand ruffling his hair when he got hurt, a soothing palm stroking his back when he would cry or gentle words of encouragement if he failed but wanted to try again.

Rei knew of spit flying in his face when his father yelled to pick up the knife again and cripple his own guard. He knew of the calluses on hands that slapped his head and beat down upon his back for failing. Rei knew a touch of his father's hand held no comfort. He knew hands meant pain.

Until Kazuki bulldozed his way into his life, Rei didn't know hands could be different.

How gently they handled his hair and carefully made sure the scissors didn't nick Rei when Kazuki had cut his hair.

How soft they were on his hands when Rei sat on his couch, hands tense and contorted to the controls of his game controller, gaze empty like the zombies one sees in movies.

How affectionately they clasped his back and held onto his shoulder to not die in the mission, to give him strength to continue followed with a daredevil smile.

And how lovingly they caressed his face in the middle of the night, when Kazuki thinks Rei is deeply asleep and wouldn't remember the way Kazuki gently traced patterns across Rei's cheeks and rubbed away the bad memories and nightmares.

Miri's hands were different, but they were like Kazuki's in many ways. They were small, but carried the same warmth when Miri would boop her papa's nose during breakfast.

They were soft like a child's would be, like they should be, when Miri squished her papa's cheeks and grabbed them to give him a kiss.

They were sticky when Miri would shove a sashimi into Rei's mouth for him to try.

Hands meant many different things for Rei.

They were cold, painful and harsh.

But they were also calm, soft and comfort.

Kazuki and Miri's hands meant home.

Thanks for reading!

[seekers-who-are-lovers]

‘Kill the longing, close the wound’

Written for @flashfictionfridayofficial with the prompt #FFF255 In the Heart

Fandom: Buddy Daddies

Pairing: Kazuki Kurusu/Rei Suwa, Kazurei

Word Count: 605

Warning: Not so fluffy, a bit angsty, written during the first scenes of Episode 11 : Everyone Will Be Hypocrites

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“I'll never know which way to flow/Set a course that I don't know.” (“Everything Flows,” Teenage Fanclub)

WHEN Kazuki took the last batch of what he owned from the loft already prepared at the foyer, he realised that Rei was not in. There was, however, a note on the dining table.

“Give me some more time,” it said. Kazuki rolled his eyes and shook his head. He angrily crumpled the paper and discarded it to the next waste bin which was at the kitchen. He missed the target. Kazuki walked on and didn’t bother to pick it up.

He headed back again to his old room to check if he forgot something, just in case, like the rest of his collection of crime fiction that he kept underneath his bed, and the empty vintage American gin bottles he got as birthday presents. For the last time, he savoured the moment to take one last look at the place he once called home for almost three and a half years, which was now devoid of his computers, clothes and other paraphernalia.

And the kitchen? It was his favourite place in the apartment. He ran his fingers onto the tabletop, glanced at the tidied jars and the cans of spices. Until his sight fell on the bottles of Balsamico and olive oil that one of them forgot to bring back to the cupboards. It irritated him that none of them bothered, i.e. leaving the condiments stay untouched since Miri had lived with her mother. Come to think of it this used to be his kingdom once, but he felt hollow now more than ever.

He let out a sigh he was keeping for so long. When he closed the door of the apartment it felt final and infallible that he never looked back. The action pierced his heart.

Time to move forward, Kazuki.

~~

The Comedian knew the way to the Fairy Lips by heart. He knew it even if his eyes were closed. He could tell the alleyways and pinpoint the correct shield. This was where he always went whenever his heart was heavy, full of sorrow. Just like tonight.

“Well, well, look who’s here? The Comedian is here, Carol, ready to make us laugh,” the violet-haired Dorothy told her girlfriend.

“What can we do for you today, Kazu-kun? Didn’t it work out with your new love?” Dorothy’s punches went straight to his guts.

“Kazu-kun, we miss your jokes! We haven’t seen you in a long time,” Carol quipped, grabbing his arm, kissing his cheeks.

After Rei had decided that they had to go their separate ways, he was without anchor. Miri pointed them to the right direction of their relationship and most of all, held them together like a glue. First it was Yuzu, then Miri was gone. Now Rei too.

~~

He was heartbroken, but what could he do? He was used to it. He was used to people “abandoning” him. Intentional or otherwise. The sound of a rush-hour traffic in downtown Fukuoka couldn’t assuage the pain he was feeling inside.

Truth to tell it baffled him the moment Rei decided it was better for them to be separated after being partners for less than four years. And in order to save face, he told Rei that he could keep his loft by himself. Besides, the apartment was too big for one person.

But the younger man was insistent on giving him a parting gift: his ST Dupont lighter and a promise that he would abandon smoking forever. It remained to be seen if he would keep it and Kazuki would pretend that he never cared.

tbc

Note: June used to be a month for Kazureiweek. So I am reliving it bc I miss it. Also, I’ve been meaning to write a story during the Episode 11 era. I’ve been thinking of other possibilities if things turn out differently: if the situation wouldn’t be resolved during the second balcony scene.

[ylc1]

I've just finished writing the last chapter of Nothing breaks like a heart. It's 24 pages, over 15,000 words long and I'm actually happy with it 😊 I normally struggle like crazy with endings, but I'm satisfied with this one even if it took me over a month to finish it (work being super crazy didn't help, last month was absolute hell)

I still need to re read it, edit and make sure it covers everything I wanted (and boy, was there a lot to cover in this chapter!) but hopefully it'll be ready on Monday.

Fingers crossed!

[zsbrainrot]

Happy Buddy Daddies Friday! I decided to draw a scene from the latest addition to my Buddy Daddies Missing scenes series on ao3! 🫶🏻

[ryolightswan]

“'Every morning,' Rei said, as his finger slowly began to pull, 'Kazuki puts the sun in the sky.'

Shigeki stared.

And died."

Fan art based on the Buddy Daddies fic "I want a hundred days of bright light" by MercurialNight #buddydaddies #reisuwa

[i--am--the--sheep]

Cut Away The Teeth [ch 5]

read fic warnings and find other chapters here

Things remain quiet in Kazuki’s arms for a while.  At some point, the two of them slump back down onto the pillows, Rei still tucked into his partner’s grasp as the blond drifts off.  He knows Kazuki must be exhausted.  He is too, but his brain is much too loud to fall asleep.  He waits for Kazuki’s breathing to even out, waits some more, until he’s certain that he can slip from his arms without waking him.  Swallows down a grunt of pain when he moves his arm, stays silent as he creeps out of the room and down the hall.  Kazuki would kill him if he knew he was up and around, but Rei needs to clear his head.  He manages to make it downstairs, grabbing a pack of cigarettes and a cheap lighter from a high up shelf where he hides them from Miri.

He shuffles out onto the balcony, thinking.   He feels… unstable.  Unstable and strangely lucid.  He’s aware of every breath, every spike of pain, every blink.  Swears he can hear his own pulse.  It’s fucking uncomfortable.  He’s used to emotions and everything he thinks being boxed up, understood but not felt.  He’s not used to this level of consciousness or control.  His skin feels raw in the breeze, heavy and too tight on his bones, burning and freezing all at once.  God, he wants to peel it off.  His chest is constricting, and he’s desperately sucking in shallow breaths of air.  He moves his hands to grasp at his hair, and his lighter clatters to the tile of the balcony.  Oh, right.  He came out to smoke.  The sound is overwhelming, sounding far too loud, but he snatches up the lighter anyway, relishing in the familiar scratch-click-puff of it lighting.  Gets a cigarette out despite his shaking hands, lights up, and takes a deep drag in an attempt to calm down.  

It helps, but not enough.  

His thoughts shift rather quickly to a train of thought he didn’t want to acknowledge.  What if the arm wasn’t enough?  What if his father, his father’s people, came after him, his family?  Tried to get him back?  Some shadowed part of his brain tells him to rip off the bandages and dig his fingers into the wound, to tear at the muscle and sinew, to make it worse.  Wants to file down the fangs and claws his father spent years honing.  He wonders if he were to jump off the balcony, if he could fuck up his legs enough to be totally useless.  Its not that long of a drop, but if he did it right–

“Rei?”  

He startles, choking on the smoke in his throat, and wheezes out a “Jesus.”.  

“Fuck, sorry!  I tried not to scare you, but it looked like you were… thinking.”

Rei coughs, settling his lungs, before briefly looking to Kazuki standing in the doorway.  “‘S fine.  Needed a smoke.”  Kazuki jerks his head up in acknowledgement, stepping next to Rei in the cool night air.

“You alright?  You seem…” He pauses.  Stressed?  Upset?  On the verge of doing something self destructive, judging by that look in your eyes?  “Off.”

Rei glances at him again, taking another long drag of his burnt down cigarette.  “I’m fine– I’ll be fine.”  He corrects himself.  Even now, the comfortable burn of smoke in his lungs is bringing back that familiar, far away buzz that he’s used to.  The discomfort and hyper-awareness is fading steadily.  He settles back into that emptiness, and all those too-strong emotions are hidden away again, leaving nothing but dead, grey static in their wake.

Kazuki steps closer, pressing his shoulder up against Rei’s, sighing softly.  “Just… just want you to be safe.”  

Rei nods.

“Wish I could fix it.”  Kazuki knows he can't fix it.  Can't go back in time, stop the abuse, can't even promise him it'll all be okay.  He knows Rei’s brain is full of hurt, and fear, and regret, and he'd give anything to be able to take it all away.  

“Not your fault.”

He knows, and yet he wants to tear Rei’s shitty father limb from limb, wants to get Rei the full closure he'll never have.  His family is too large to take down, too dangerous to risk killing the leader.  He still contemplates if it'd be worth the risk.  

Kazuki sighs again.  He moves to lean gently on Rei, leaving plenty of opportunity for him to step away, but he doesn't.  Rei simply flicks the burnt cigarette butt to the ground and presses his cheek into Kazuki's hair as they silently contemplate their options.

[dayninth]

[chesacakeripper]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (except me because obvs I have done it). Spread the self-love ❤

Oh oh, I love a bit of self-promo - sorry it took me so long to answer this, I'm currently envirused but cognitively I'm feeling a bit better today (even if I did wake up with a temp of 39.4°c) 

In no particular order: 

> Taste Me, Drink My Soul - Buddy Daddies - Kazurei (explicit)   

For a bit of comedy size queen Rei and kazurei first times 

And one of its follow ups:

> You Let Me Desecrate You - Buddy Daddies - Kazurei (explicit)

Because we love on-mode Rei and those wonderful black leather gloves of his 

Moving to Yu-Gi-Oh! 

> About to Break - Yu-Gi-Oh! - Violetshipping (mature)

Because who doesn't love a kidnapping fic with some gratuitous violence? 

And its follow up: 

> Punch Drunk - Yu-Gi-Oh! - Violetshipping (explicit)

For all your favourite dubcon subspace Jounouchi needs 

And finally, digging into the archives a bit, 

> Temptation Waits - Legends of Tomorrow/DCTV - ColdAtom (explicit)

Originally written for the unofficial Snart in a Skirt week, Leonard Snart goads Ray Palmer into bending him over in the cargo hold. Some of my finest work tbh. 

Enjoy!!