#daisya

Allen, skimming the papers: It seems you have a severe case of dumb bitch energy.

@charitybell

Daisya grinned, his eyes following the rapid movements of his enemy on the screen. Ohh they weren't getting away this time - not when there was only a minute left on the clock. He quickly glanced at the map to check his teammates positions and how his side of the team was doing, easily offing the enemy's character with an attack and a manic grin. He paused momentarily to get his bearings, checking his items and gathering supplies before he headed towards the enemy's base.

Destroy and conquer.

That was his gameplay every time and every time, without fail, he and his team managed to pull it off.

 The enemies were too focused on his other teammates to even realize that he was already attacking their base; the warning from the game and the cursing of the other team making Daisya cackle just slightly. Victory is as good as theirs and, within twenty seconds, Daisya's character completely destroyed their base; giving his team complete victory over the game and over the competition.

His teammates yelled out excitedly, throwing their headphones down and hugging each other in delight before turning towards Daisya, practically tackling him in a hug as they rejoiced their win. The brunet let out a string of well-meant curses, laughing in between his words as he got the guys to let go of him one by one.

"Yeah yeah, go over there and get the prize already!" he laughed, pushing his teammates in the direction of the podium where their symbol of victory awaited. As quickly as he can, Daisya scanned the area with a curious and slight worried glance. Had they made it in time?

Relief flooded his face when he saw the familiar (h/c) hair and proud grin on their face. Daisya flashed a lopsided grin in the (h/c)'s direction before joining his antsy teammates who were calling for him to join them on the stage.

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"________! You came!!" Daisya laughed as he pulled his partner into an embrace, careful not to hit them with the trophy his team entrusted him with. Being a leader had its perks, he supposed.

"I told you, I wouldn't miss it for the world," _______ laughed, pushing at the male so that they could have some room to breath. Daisya felt his heart swell at their laugh but also at their dedication; they've never missed any tournaments of his whenever his team made it to the finals.

"You haven't broken your streak yet, thats for sure," Daisya grinned, pressing his lips to their forehead and staring lovingly into their eyes as he rested his forehead against theirs. Faintly, he heard his teammates groaning and he couldn't help but tighten his embrace on the (h/c).

"Quit groaning- we won, didn't we?!"

"Yeah, of course; but there's no need to rub your relationship in our faces everytime we do, leader," one of the girls in his team shot back, a jealous pout on her face as she crossed her arms in dissatisfaction. This was, of course, done in good humour- the others were very happy for their leader that he found someone as supportive as the (h/c).

And having someone to take the brunt of their leader's super affectionate antics was a plus too.

"Honestly, you all signed up for this when you made him team leader," ______ laughed, the others joining after a moment had lapsed. Daisya felt a very nice kind of peace settle in his soul seeing his partner and his friends getting along.

They chatted a little more, ______ getting Daisya to let go of them for a while much to his dismay, before the pair bid farewell to the team members. ______ congratulated them on the victory and hoped they'd sleep well for the night, smiling as they watched them start their trek back to their respective homes.

"Are you gonna do a live again tonight?" ______ hummed, watching their partner tapping away at his phone. When had he taken his phone out?

"Hmm no!" he beamed, a final tap on his phone and he was stuffing the device back into his pockets. He grinned, winding an arm around the (h/c)'s shoulder and pulling them close.

"I just wanna be with you tonight," he spoke softly, nuzzling his nose into their hair making them laugh. ______ leaned away from his touch, just far enough to push his head back and laugh at his ridiculous expression.

"Then we'll have a cuddle session, yeah? You gotta make it up to me for all those nights you spent training with your team!" Daisya's grin widened and it felt like ______ was about to be blinded by how bright his smile was. What a kid this one.

Daisya is always showing off his athleticism. He wants to impress you in every way.

When he told you about the story behind his innocence, he was a little sad, but remarked that he had you now.

Daisya wants to you two to spend every spare moment together, even sneaking into your room at nights to cuddle. He honestly can’t get enough of you.

Beyond missions, Daisya is almost always outside playing a game of soccer. He loves when you join him, but won’t force you to play.

When it comes to conversation, he always has a story to tell. You could just be relaxing after a long mission and suddenly you’re entranced by his new story of one of his many missions.

Daisya’s favorite thing to do with you is just sit outside somewhere and watch the scenery. A way for the both you to relax and talk freely. Also a way to put the stressful exorcist life aside even if only for a few hours. You two don’t really have to speak at all, just being together is enough for him to be content.

(-Mod Dawn)

Link is your source of food. He always brings you your meals and some snacks while you’re at work, even when it takes time away from his own job.

Honestly, his favorite part of the day is coming home to unwind with you. Imagine: Link in sweats, his hair down, his glasses on. Yes.

Huge advocator for communication in the relationship. He makes sure you both talk about your days and what’s on your mind during dinner.

He will give you massages with no complaint. However, some nights he may need one too, but he wouldn’t ever ask you to give him one. You have to offer, or just jump right on in.

Sometimes he likes to pull you away from sight and kiss you. It’s the closest to PDA you’re ever gonna get outside of maybe some hand holding. He usually does this on bad days.

When he goes to hold your hand, he always silently asks by nudging your hand with his pinky. If you don’t move or clasp his hand, he’s going for it. If you move away, he understand. He firmly clasps his own hands behind his back and pretends it didn’t happen.