#daisuke kanbe x reader

[kokofishy]

There was this one Loid X reader X Daisuke fanfic that I was reading once, It was a crossover between the two shows and I really liked the storyline and plot, however- When I tried to search it/find it again, I could not. huhuhu so if anyone of you guys know what I'm talking abt then pls help me find it:'>

[midnightlee25]

Yandere Valentine’s Day L.O.V.E: Daisuke Kambe

Love letters: how would they confess to their darling? 

In the most extravagant, romantic and public way possible. 

Optimistic: How would they react to their darling giving them something on Valentine’s Day? 

Besides repaying them 10-fold he would be happy getting something from his darling whether it be handmade or brought if it shows how much they care. 

Victor or Runner-up: how would they react if their darling accepted or rejected their confession? 

Accepting: 

Doesn't see any other outcome because who would refuse such a lavish lifestyle even if it does come with a few rules. 

Rejecting: 

That…. Is a very bad idea give that money can do a lot and since he has unlimited amounts…there is a lot that can happen/will happen. 

Event: how would they spend valentine's day with their darling? 

Does anything his darling wants along with a few surprises along the way. 

[cecirce]

ruinous. | ꒰ daisuke kambe ╲ short story ꒱

⪩ ☁︎．pairing: daisuke × cherloque (oc). ⪩ ☁︎．scenario: at a function in scotland. ⪩ ☁︎．warning: innuendos; half-sfw, half-nsfw; a little bit of teasing.

⠀⠀he can't seem to take his mind off of her.

⠀⠀he knew that she was under the british demand to commit espionage, but he never anticipated she would go this far.

⠀⠀haru whistled lowly where only he and his companion could only hear. he whispered to no one in particular but to daisuke, saying, ❛ our miss holmes looks pretty tonight. ❜

⠀⠀oh, lord ... to daisuke, she looked more than just 'pretty'.

⠀⠀cher wore the england colors in her costume - pure, white, long, sleeveless gown with a wide slit that reached halfway up her hips; dazzling ruby earrings; bold and bright sapphire necklace. her hair was styled in chignon and adorned with some snow calla lilies in the crevices.

⠀⠀'god, if you're trying to commit murder, do it where no one could witness my humiliating tragedy,' daisuke thought, trying his all hardest and best to look listless, uninterested, and indifferent. his piercing eyes of storm were everywhere but not on cher. never on cher for the second time from the moment she entered.

⠀⠀after all, one glance was enough to know that she had arrived.

⠀⠀right?

⠀⠀haru snickered, but since they were among wealthy, well-mannered, and classy delegates, he did it so discreetly with a 'polite' cough behind his hand. he knew how much daisuke was trying to keep his thoughts in check, seeing that there was something bigger to worry about other than the stylish, amorous fashion cher was wearing.

⠀⠀but you can let someone fry the bigger fish, correct?

⠀⠀❛ you came early. ❜

⠀⠀the prominent english drawl made daisuke's skin crept with goosebumps. they hadn't seen each for only two weeks (cher went to the country with her father, sherlock; daisuke went back to japan to finish what's left in the bowl of cases the police department failed to clean).

⠀⠀haru eagerly approached the englishwoman, his hand raised to shake her hand. (he taught himself on how to be polite in the western fashion). he had a smile on his face and said, ❛ nice to see you again, miss holmes.❜ he shook her hand warmly and friendly. ❛ and i'm sure daisuke does, too. ❜

⠀⠀daisuke didn't fully turn to her, but he did gave her a side glance.

⠀⠀wrong. move.

⠀⠀since cher was shorter than him (almost more than a foot, to be precise), he had to look down to meet the level of her eyes. no one warned him he would get to meet the sight of her cleavage, too.

⠀⠀fate was being too cruel tonight. too, too, too cruel; too, too, too wicked.

⠀⠀but call it ... nature. habit. normalcy.

⠀⠀cher brushed off daisuke's lingering half-glance with eloquent and grace by saying, ❛ oh, i'm sure he is. ❜ she cued her english charm, as if there was a limelight suddenly aimed at her, with a half-smile, half-lidded eyes.

⠀⠀ah, the english evelyn nesbit ... only she is a detective undercover, in the espionage scenery, not in the modeling industry of any sorts.

⠀⠀❛ hello, hello detective kambe, ❜ cher addressed. ❛ i hope we reconvene our partnership when the flower is unsealed. ❜

haru took notice of the code words and replied, ❛ yes, of course. i shall be of good assistance to capture the person under investigation. ❜ he was referring to the viscountess, of course. the treacherous of a viscountess named mortencia eponine of edinburgh.

⠀⠀daisuke, however ... his mind steered to the wrong direction and thought of something else other than unearthing the poisonous truth about the crumbling intra-system of the scottish monarchy and aristocracy. his mind, to be precise, steered to the direction of where he could privately be with the picturesque englishwoman - alone in a salacious scenario where he would be the one to unseal a certain calla's flower.

⠀⠀❛ thank you, as well, haru, ❜ cher said courteously. ❛ and, again ... call me 'cher'. we are friends, not acquaintances. ❜ haru laughed and complied, nodding his head.

⠀⠀daisuke snapped himself out of the terrifying trance. how long had he been in the train of his own filthy thoughts?

⠀⠀there was a finger that lifted his chin up. henceforth, he looked down again to see who did that.

⠀⠀he didn't see a holmes.

⠀⠀❛ eyes up there, ❜ cher poked his nose with her gloved finger. ❛ but mind down here. ❜

⠀⠀'cheeky,' daisuke thought.

⠀⠀before he knew it, she was gone, flouncing her way to the middle of the elite crowd.

⠀⠀he didn't see a holmes. no, he really didn't. a holmes would have acted otherwise.

⠀⠀stoic. stone. subtle. cold. careful. critical. these are the traits a holmes would have.

⠀⠀he saw an adler instead.

⠀⠀an expert charmer and flirt that could easily unwedge tight-knit person. a little, attractive, and fleeting robin who is light on her feet, quick with her twisted & tricky wits. mettlesome lips, gritty mind - she was branded to advance like a prowling feline.

⠀⠀and damn ... would that be the downfall of the impenetrable daisuke kambe.

⪩ ☁︎．note: republished for archiving purposes; heavy wip; under semi-hiatus.

[saintgirl999]

totally not thinking about daisuke with a powerful wife who’s her own boss and is just as rich as he is.

daisuke : have you-

y/n : ugh it’s you..

y/n : you insolent and intolerant fool.

y/n : listen , i’ve already invested 17 businesses making over twenty million dollars today , which means that i have around thirteen meetings to attend with these morons , then do some paperwork , fire a couple people , yell at some people and by then it should be 12 something so if that’s when you wanna go on our date then sure.

daisuke : …🏃🏻

y/n : love you too, darling !

she’s classy and unlike him, she actually knows what she’s doing.

def wanna marry her, she’s really hot.

-

meet me!!

ps, this post is from like 2021 how r u guys still finding it!! that's so cool

[imaginativewriter23]

Objects - Daisuke Kambe x Reader

Warning(s): Swearing, slight angst, suggestions of harassments (Not really, but just in case)

Summary: Daisuke thinks he can buy you and you’re not having it. 

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“Here.” You shoved the box into the multi-millionaires soft hands. He stepped back from the sudden impact but maintained his stoic expression. 

You both stood at the front of the grand staircase in his miraculous mansion. Daisuke loomed over the box in his hands and saw it was filled with the miraculous gifts he’d sent you. 

Although the amount of jewelry and dresses in the box was nothing compared to what he had originally gifted you.

He looked up to see your arms crossed, clearly upset with him. 

“I’m assuming you aren’t content with these specific gifts, I’ll keep that in mind for future reference.” His voice was still as smooth and calm.

You groaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “No. I’m not content with any of the gifts you gave me. I never asked you to buy sixty hand-made dresses and I don’t want the buckets of jewelry you bought me either!” 

Daisuke continued with his bored expression despite the confusion in his eyes. “Would you prefer for me to buy you a new house then?”

Your nostrils flared from his proposal, it seemed nothing could get through to him. Most women in your position would have squealed from excitement and accepted his offer. But you weren’t like most women anyways. 

Daisuke made it clear the first day he met you that he wanted you. After all, he asked within the first couple minutes of meeting you ‘how much to court you?’. 

You made the excuse that you don’t date men who smoke and he threw his packet of cigars out the window, then called HEUSC to throw out the packets at home.

Either way, you refused to date a man who thinks he can just put a price on you. 

When you turned him down, he’s taken every opportunity to go on a mission with you or send you gifts. Your house was filled with all the fortuitous items he’s bought you, yet you all traded them for money and used it to donate to multiple charities. 

You decided to be courteous and return the small portions of gifts to the buyer. You soon realized that was a mistake, as you felt your chest bubble up with more frustration. 

You sighed. “No, Daisuke. I don’t want you to buy me a new house. Let’s just be regular coworkers, okay?” 

“I don’t want us just to be coworkers, I want you to be with me.” 

You paused. The words that spilled from his mouth were unexpected of such a stoic man. It’s all just been about money till now. 

You inhaled through your nose and exhaled through your mouth. You’d be lying if you said your heart didn’t flutter in the slightest when he said that. If Daisuke had better morals then you two would have been together by now. 

Looking at his stern blue eyes, you spoke. “Daisuke. There are plenty of other women who would gladly accept all of your gifts and happily be your significant other.” 

Daisuke passed the box to one of his many servants. “But I only want you.”

You stared at him, feeling your shoulder slouch. It wasn’t that you didn’t find him attractive or charming. You just couldn’t agree with the way he viewed the world or how to solve problems. 

He faced you again and took a step closer to your body.

“Why don’t you want me? What do I have to buy to make you say yes? How much?” 

Your shoulder stiffened once again from his questions. There was that annoying question again. ‘how much?’

The frustration in your chest flared up once again. 

Daisuke was a man that viewed everything as a commodity, something that can be bought and sold easily. He couldn’t understand the concept of invaluable things, like friendships, family, love. 

He thought he could buy you. That’s where your attraction to him was thrown out the window. Well, almost thrown out the window. 

You turned your heel and began to make your way out of the mansion. You didn’t want to deal with him right now, or else you would explode. 

Daisuke called out your name and grabbed your wrist. The bomb in your head went off and you flipped yourself around to face him again. You grabbed his collar and yanked him towards you so your faces were inches apart. 

“You can’t just buy me, Daisuke! You can’t just buy someone because you want them! True, the shitty types do exist but I am not one of them! You can’t buy love!” 

You pushed Daisuke away and he only took a small step back from the impact.

“I am not some toy that you can buy because you’re bored! I am not a dog that will run as soon as you give me a treat! I am not an object. If you want me, you have to earn me! Prove to me, you’re worth my time! Show me I’m not just an object to you!” 

With that, you turned around and stormed out of the mansion. Mumbling incoherent sentences as you marched down the trail. 

Daisuke stood there, perplexed by your lecture. He blinked for a couple of moments before slowly bringing his hand up to his ear.

“HEUSC. Cancel all the orders I placed for Ms. (Last Name) this morning.” 

Daisuke smirked, you were right. You were far more expensive than his unlimited balance. 

So, he was going to earn you.

[anthr-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"

[daisukes-creditcard]

daisuke: This tea tastes exquisite and exotic, what is it called?

haru: I call it, boiled gatoradé

[doppopoppo]

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Last updated : 12/11/2021

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