notes: long story short, I found out about this anime, instantly realized I would love it and decided to binge all 11 episodes and now I'm here. Feel free to send me requests for Fugou Keiji Balance: Unlimited! I'm writing for Daisuke, Haru, Suzue and Hoshino for now.

contains: daisuke kambe x gn!reader, haru kato x gn!reader

warnings: none

Daisuke is fairly new to cooking as he's always had a butler do it for him. But we've seen how proud he was about learning to make a tasty dish for the first time. That aside, Haru would often talk about cooking, so by now Daisuke is fairly open to learning new dishes to cook. He will deny this and say there's no need for him to learn how to cook and he's only doing it because he wants to see you happy but you can see he's having fun and he's boasting about the final result

You decide to start with something easy as he is inexperienced. Probably an easy one-pot dish or street food.

If it's street food there are actually quite a lot of things he's never tried. He heard of most of them but only from the media.

He's still....struggling with the knife. Don't even attempt to guide his hands, this is just going to distract him and increase the chances of him accidentally cutting his finger. "It's bleeding", he just says dryly and looks at you. You sigh and shake your head, reaching for the band-aid. Daisuke is pouting about the fact that you already expected something like this to happen and put them on the counter next to you.

You put the band-aid on his small cut and press a kiss to his hand. He's hesitating for a moment, looking at you with curiousity. "Why?", he just asks. "So it heals faster", you smile at him. He's confused. "Do it again." You chuckle and press another kiss to his knuckles before cupping his cheeks and giving him a kiss on the lips.

Daisuke is having some issues to properly understand the instructions on the recipe sometimes. He thinks caramelizing onions means putting caramel on them. When you explain what it actually is he furrows his brows. "Why don't they just say that then?"

"With 'seperate the egg' what do they mean? Crack it open? Separate the yellow from the white?"

When you cook something, he wraps his arms around you from behind and rests his head on your shoulder, watching you curiously. Occasionally he presses an appreciative kiss to your neck and nuzzles your skin while closing his eyes.

He's actually pretty careless when it comes to spilling things. Will end up with stains of tomato sauce etc. all the time on his white shirts. "Daisuke-" "It's fine this was only 65400 yen."

You hold your head. "Evil capitalist..." This gets a chuckle out of Daisuke and he presses a kiss to your cheek.

When you put the final result on the plates he's like "What about the side dishes and the appetizers and the dessert? Aren't we going to make that too?" "We're not making a dinner with several courses."

He absolutely adores the dish. You can see how proud he is of having made this and he's basically waiting for you to tell him excitedly how much you like it.

This is the reason he'll occasionally start asking HEUSC for 5 star recipes and attempts preparing them for you. He's....not THAT successful with that since those are way above the difficulty level he can currently master. So he begrudgingly resorts to simpler recipes again or asks Haru for help. Literally just sends him a text like "Come to my house" without any additional information and Haru thinks it's work-related until Daisuke leads him into the kitchen and is like "I need to prepare dinner for y/n."

He's having the sweetest smile on his face when you like the dish he cooked. He'll pull you into a hug after you have finished eating and just holds you for a while.

Haru is experienced with cooking so if you're a beginner, he's perfectly able to teach you how to make a tasty dinner. If you cook for yourself regularly as well, he'll be happy to exchange tips and recipes with you.

He always invites you over to cook with him. When you knock on the door of his small apartment, he smiles at you and wraps you into a tight embrace before he presses a kiss to your lips. He grabs his wallet and keys and you're off to the grocery store around the corner.

Haru and you always go grocery shopping together and you share the bill. He always gets you a little something like an ice cream or your favorite candy to remind you he loves you and to see you smile.

Back at his apartment you prepare the ingredients together. Haru occasionally glances at you from the side and can't help but smile. Somehow you doing such simple things like cutting vegetables or inspecting the recipe makes him realize how much he loves you. Doing domestic things with you always makes him look forward to spending his future with you.

He'll also often wrap his arms around you from behind and loves when you do the same. "I love you", he smiles at you and kisses you softly.

Occasionally will feed you some of the ingredients, like a cheese cube or a slice of tomato etc.

When the food is in the oven or currently cooking, Haru spends the time with you sitting on his lap and snuggling you. He often uses these moments to talk about your day and what he did at work today. Of course he leaves out all the confidential stuff, but there's always something happening that he can tell you about. Sometimes he complains about Daisuke. "And then he bought the entire mall just to put it on lockdown so the criminal couldn't flee the building-"

You taste the food together to see if it still needs some spices.

He always listens to your input and values it greatly.

He even tries to make the dinner look fancy. He puts a vase with flowers on the table and lights up some candles.

He's very relieved and happy when you like the dinner he made. He'll often surprise you with a dessert he made earlier before you arrived and stored in the fridge until now.

Sometimes when you text him that you had a stressful day he'll prepare dinner for you on his own to surprise you. He'll guide you to the table and presses a kiss to your lips, asking you to let him spoil you today. "You deserve some rest", he smiles and caresses your cheek.

After you finished eating he'll carry you to the bathroom to take a bath with you or to the bed if you need to sleep. Either way, he'll hold you close and nuzzles your cheek with a peaceful smile on his face.

When you two bake together, once or twice the original plan had escalated into a flour fight. "I hate us for having to clean this up now", you sigh and Haru laughs, chucking another hand of flour towards your shoulder.

You pout and he cups your face and presses multiple kisses to your lips.

Daisuke × fem!reader

♡ Read Haru's request ♡

Prompt 27: 👀 VOYEURISM 👀

Prompt 20: 🍬 EDGING 🍬

Warnings: 18+, smut, voyeurism/exhibitionism, masturbation, teasing, begging, edging + orgasm control/denial game, overstimulation, dom Daisuke, DDLG dynamics, he's a little bit mean 😭, pet names, implied raw sex, I mention you're his whore once oops 🙈, request, 500 followers event, drabble

A/N: This is the second half of a previous anonymous request for my event (first part linked up top!) This is an idea that has literally been living rent free in my head before you even suggested it, so 😈 I also added a DDLG dynamic that wasn't specified...hope that's okay 👉👈 Anyway, please enjoy ♡

• EVENT CLOSED •

⚠️ 18+ CONTENT! MINORS: PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️

"Thought you could satisfy yourself without me, is that it?" Daisuke leans back against the doorframe, his eyes running over your body, exposed and quivering. "But you couldn't. Isn't that right?"

He's so composed that, looking at him, you'd never have thought he was in the middle of watching you touch yourself, his own name having been purred from your lips just moments before.

"D-Daisuke, please-"

"No, baby. You broke the rules," he says coldly. You bite your lip, the pang of guilt being swallowed by your arousal.

Daisuke shifts from the doorway, sitting himself down in the chair at the other end of the room, directly opposite the foot of the bed. He'd have a good view from there.

"If you want to be a big girl and get off all by yourself, without Daddy's help, then go ahead," he says sarcastically, leaning back comfortably in the chair.

"N-No, I can't. I want you-"

"No, you wanted your fingers," he retorts. "If you'd really wanted me, you'd have waited like a good girl."

"No! I-I'll be good!" you sniffle, pressing your knees together in an attempt to hide your shame.

"Is that a promise?" he asks sternly. You nod. "Open your legs." You hesitate, before spreading them open, turning your face away. "Keep going. Touch yourself."

"But-!"

You're cut off by the look he gives you, and gingerly snake your fingers down to your pussy, encircling your clit.

"Now, be a good girl," he says, eyes transfixed on your glistening pussy as you play with yourself. "And don't cum without my permission. Then I'll consider satisfying you."

"Y-Yes, Daddy," you mewl.

He can't hide his smirk as he watches you submit to him, fucking yourself with your own fingers at his command. He's enjoying it little too much, which shows as he starts lazily palming himself through his pants.

Your body's burning up, faster than usual, with his eyes on you like that. Every gasp and whimper you make sounds louder, every swirl and pump of your fingers is more stimulating.

Your hips rock into your plunging fingers, sucking your digits all the way in to the knuckles, as the stubborn knot that had refused to snap while on your own, tightens at an alarming rate.

You look up at Daisuke, your fingers getting faster, eyes begging for him to give you permission. But he just grins, smugly.

When it dawns on you, you force yourself to stop, panting as your potential climax subsides with an afterburn.

"W-Why didn't you let me cum?" you whine, your slick dripping down the insides of your thighs.

His finger rests above his top lip. "I didn't feel like it. Now, baby, I didn't say you could stop. Keep going."

You blink at him a few times before settling back into the pillow, and start hesitantly stroking yourself once more, your clit and folds warm and puffy under your juices.

Once again, you build up to your orgasm, feeling lewd and exposed under his gaze. And once again, just as you're about to cum, he refuses to say those all important words.

With a pathetic whine, you tear your fingers from your throbbing pussy, thrashing and mewling in frustration.

He chuckles quietly.

You're aching. Sensitive. Dripping. Just begging to filled up and satisfied, to get that release.

But as you look back at Daisuke, still casually stroking his thick cock as it strains against his slacks, your stomach drops at the realisation: you won't be cumming any time soon.

Sometimes it really sucks to be right.

Sure enough, he keeps telling you to keep going. And every time you near your climax, he withholds his permission, forcing you to leave yourself unsatisfied and quivering from overstimulation, until it's physically painful to keep going and you can think of nothing else.

But if you want him to give you your release, to fuck you like his dirty, little whore, then you have to keep going.

"What a good, little girl you've been," Daisuke smirks, while you're in the process of getting close to the edge of your orgasm for the seventh time. "Fucking your little hole for Daddy, and not cumming without permission."

He stops the movements of his hand over his throbbing cock, afraid he might cum too quickly if he keeps going.

"Just one more thing before you get your reward, baby," he says, pausing and listening to your trembling breaths and moans. "Beg."

You part your lips compliantly, but your words are trapped in your throat.

"I said, beg."

"P-Please..." you whimper. "Please let me c-cum." It's hard to think of words when you're focusing on not unravelling.

"I think you can do better than that, baby," he whispers, enjoying the sight of you squirming. "Try a little harder."

"Please, D-Daddy. I...I wanna cum." Your body starts convulsing as you desperately try to fight it. "Please let me cum! I-Iwanna cum for you. P-Please! I'll be a good girl from now on! Please, just let me c-cum!"

"Now, that's more like it," he coos, standing up and sauntering over to the side of the bed. "Okay, baby, go ahead. You can cum."

As the words pass his lips, your control caves in, releasing the floodgate and sending the tingling ecstasy surging and shuddering through your body, stronger and deeper than any orgasm you've felt before.

He thinks your whines of thanks as you spasm around your own fingers are adorable.

As your high subsides, and the rutting of your hips begins to slow, he starts to undress, tossing his clothes onto the chair and crawls onto the bed, gently taking your face in his hands.

"Shh, shh, it's okay, baby," he hushes, his thumb running over your bottom lip before placing a kiss on your forehead. "You did so well. You want your reward now, hm?"

You nod, your pupils blown wide. "Yes please, Daddy."

Daisuke sits back, rubbing his cock between your creamy folds and coating himself in your slick, before aligning himself with your entrance.

"Don't worry, baby," he says, with a grin. "I'm going to give you all the orgasms you missed."

© imo-chan-imagines 2021

Haru Kato x afab!Reader

word count: 640

Tw: Age gap

You were so young and sweet just experiencing your early 20’s. Haru finds it hard to believe a sweet little thing like you caught eyes for someone like him, 29 -going on 30-, married to his job, a bachelor for most of his life, and relatively plain. You had run into one another when you were searching for your brother, he had the tendency to run off whenever given the opportunity yet cried hysterically when realizing he was lost after sating his curiosity to explore without his big sister.

Walking down the streets now to a nearby park is where you stumbled across your sobbing brother and a man, immediately you rushed over on high alert swiping up the toddler and putting distance between yourself and this stranger. Haru, realizing what was happening, revealed his badge stating he was a police officer and that he was just trying to help seemed to make you visibly relax. Setting your sibling down he ran over to Haru and thanked him for his help to which Haru patted his head saying he was glad he was able to do assist. You ask Haru for his number after stating that your brother did this on a near daily basis and that maybe you should get his number for next time you need help to which he flusteredly complied.

The next day you texted him asking for his help and to meet you at a downtown location. When he showed up worried about your brother you were quick to put him at ease telling Haru your brother was safe and with your parents. Deciding to clear him of his confusion you tell him, “You said to text you if I ever needed help but you never really specified it so I need help to make this a date.” Your heated cheeks and hopeful eyes never broke away from his own until he complied, these antics of yours continued as opportunities to create more dates with Haru.

He learned you were in your early 20’s, just recently moved out of your parents place, you babysit your kid brother, where you were born and raised, your ethnicity, that you’re in college, and how you always wear your heart on your sleeve. Making it vocally and openly known to Haru that you have a crush on him. He couldn’t understand it. On the many adventures you set up there had been multiple times when he’d be coming back from the restroom to see boys much younger than him and far more attractive flirt with you and you continuously turned each and everyone of them down without a second thought only to twist the knife of rejection further when your eyes light up at the sight of Haru’s return.

It made him feel like a teenager all over again to have someone as young and beautiful as you vie after his love and attention. It wasn't until Haru’s 30th birthday, while you were celebrating with him did you confront him with the knot tying question, “will you be my boyfriend?” Sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck he agrees and you celebrate, absolutely elated.

“Can I ask you a question?” Haru’s voice brings you out of your mini celebration and you look over to him, “You’re so straight forward, why?”

Raising an eyebrow to his question, “Because I want to be with you Haru, if I tipped toed around what I wanted then we wouldn’t be here right now. I want to be with you so I’m gonna be as forward as I can with and for you.” His face flushed at your confession and he pulls you in for a hug. He buries his face in the crook of your neck as you giggled at his reaction, wrapping your arms around his body to bring him closer.

nobody in history; even if he’s been dead for 450 years will top his wedding, and if somebody tries to while he’s dead he WILL be arising from the dead to get remarried to you just to annoy them.

[Ooh boy, here we go...]

Dating Daisuke Kanbe:

Ah, yes, sugar daddy Daisuke Kanbe.

Beyond extra about everything. Please pick and choose your words very carefully when you’re around him, otherwise it might have disastrous consequences. For example…

“Mm, this chocolate tastes really rich, I definitely need to order more.”

There are three shipping containers’ worth of that particular brand waiting for you the next time you go home.

Is there a dress you saw in a shop window that you really like? Too bad, there’s no way you’re wearing that. He’ll have a similar design custom tailored for you from fucking Versace. In fifteen different shades. With accessories to match.

“I keep telling you, Daisuke, I do not have the space to keep all of this stuff!”

“And I keep telling you to move in with me, but when have you ever listened?”

He’s not big on PDA but will occasionally lace your fingers together when you’re out in public. His grip always soft yet firm, as if to remind you of his presence. It’s comforting.

Has a few pet names for you that he’s especially fond of, including but not limited to darling, doll, baby, angel, babydoll…

He grew up in England and so calls everybody ‘love’ 😂 But the others are reserved solely for you.

Will purposefully brush against you several times a day, accidentally touching you in a lot of different places. Inappropriately feeling you up is his favorite past time, because he loves the flustered sounds you make every time he does, and the furious blush that lights up your face.

He lets you be in charge most of the time when you’re out, deciding where to go for dinner or what to do for a date, because he thinks you look very cute trying to be all responsible and mature. He even lets you boss him around sometimes.

Inside the bedroom, however, is a completely different story…

Even so, wrap your legs around his waist and slowly kiss him on the neck, and it becomes very hard for him not to melt right then and there.

“A-ah, Stop exploiting my weaknesses.”

A coy smile, “Then stop telling them to me.”

Never leaves an opportunity of getting into the bathtub with you. His bathtub is too big for one or even two people, and he loves to just lay there in the steaming, hot water tinged with the hundred different kinds of expensive bath products he always keeps stocked, your body splayed out on top of his. Will even gently wash your hair for you if you’re tired after a long day.

“Can I have one bath where you don’t jump in with me?”

“There’s no I in bath.”

You didn’t tell him what your birthday was for the longest time, because you were afraid he might buy out the entire city for you. It was only after a year when he noticed, and you only told him after making him promise to practice at least some kind of moderation.

He did not.

BESTIES I AM BA CK

pov: u need a sugar daddy, but u don't wanna stumble upon a creep, so you're listening to my playlist in hopes of finding someone as hot and rich as daisuke fucking kambe

ps: please share, it'll make me so happy and motivated to make more playlists : )

➵ haru finds intimacy in the most mundane of actions.

wc: 916

warnings: gn!reader, nudity

a/n: fandoms-on-main, this one’s for you! i saw your little comments on the preview for this fic and they warmed my heart. thank you for your support (i see you in my notes all the time) – i really appreciate it :( i hope you enjoy!

Haru never expected to find a partner so young.

Sure, he’s twenty-nine, but he expected to give it at least five more years before the prospect of actually settling down became a reality. Or maybe it’d take ten. However long it would be for his job to become less risky. Of course, he’d planned to get married at some point in his life – lest his mother have a tantrum – but he never thought it’d be like this.

Or with you.

You are so nice! And honestly I agree that fkbu deserves more love it’s a really good show with good characters. Anyway onto the short fic (or well I wrote it in more of a headcanon style because that’s what I’m best at).

Warning: a gun, cursing, fatal injury

With daisuke becoming a detective a couple months ago you’ve had a lot of time to yourself. Though at first you liked it and got a lot done now it’s lonely. With suzue working and you don’t want to disturb her because she’s probably busy. Then daisuke your boyfriend at work.

You don’t want to stop him from doing something that he seems to enjoy but, you also feel really... abandoned, unloved, alone, and just over all fairly touch starved.

So one day when you have the day off and are lounging on the couch and idea hits you. You’ve had this idea multiple times but didn’t do it of fear of getting caught or the plan failing and you never find him. You got the idea to follow daisuke. A crazy idea it seems at first... and you may be correct but you could play it off as you wanted to see where he works and surprise him.

Now you’ve never actually been to the office/ headquarters where he works so you’d need to know the location of his HEUSC. Which is fairly simple you could acsess that on your phone.

So you told suzue that you were leaving and then got in the car and head to your unknown destination.

As you got closer to the destination you thought was the detective agency when you saw cars unmoving and people rushing to get out of them as you heard gunfire. Among those cars was daisukes. Though no one got out. ‘For fuck sake daisuke’ you thought.

You got out of your car and made way to the area with caution. The sight you were met with was horrifying. A woman was pointing a gun at daisuke while he tried to negotiate with the woman probably offering money to her.

It looked as if she was loosing her patience with daisuke. And also as if she was about to pull the trigger. Without thinking you ran in front of daisuke and heard a gunshot.

You felt pain in your left arm and clutched the area just above your elbow. “Y/n?!?!” You heard but not from daisuke. Haru was there too and once he heard the gunshot he rushed over. Daisuke stood in shock but quickly rushed over to you.

The woman they were supposed to apprehend ran away as soon as possible. You could feel tears running down your face from the pain. Your legs grew weak as they felt like they were holding up a much heavier body and you wanted to collapse. You could feel yourself doing so. As if on cue daisuke picks you up bridal style and runs you to his car.

You feel yourself drifting off from the loss of blood. And as you do you feel daisuke take ahold of your hand and squeeze it.

You awoke in a hospital bed with daisuke and haru waiting by your side. Or well daisuke was pacing the room while haru told him to clam down and take a breather. You felt a pain in your left arm where you got shot and let out a hiss of pain.

Daisuke immediately stopped and turned to you. Haru quickly whirled his head in your direction. Haru could see the tension in the air and excised himself after saying that he’d glad to see you’re ok.

You could see both the fear, anger, and guilt in daisuke’s normally calm eyes. When you thought he was gonna get mad at you all he did was hug you softly. As if he held you any tighter you would break into a million pieces.

“I’m glad you’re ok” he said softly into your ear. Now you were the one feeling guilty you never should’ve gone out and done that. Though daisuke reassured you while also saying that you should stay at home for a while.