(*CLOSED*) Daiken Prompts 1
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daiken_kink_memeThis prompt list is currently CLOSED for new prompts! Please put new prompts under the new Daiken Prompts entry
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The heart of a kink meme. Comment your prompts below. Remember the rules!
1. This kink meme is specifically for prompts involving Daisuke Motomiya and Ken Ichijouji from Digimon Adventure 02/tri/last evolution kizuna. Any prompt is welcome. That means more platonic gen stuff, romantic ship stuff, or even just one of them in a situation.
2. All Posts, Prompts, Fills, Comments should be anonymous. You can link to your ao3, and are encouraged to, but on this page we are anon all day.
3. Please no character bashing, kinkshaming or hijacking. If a prompt inspires you to add on something, make another prompt post.
4. Warn for spoilers (in case of Kizuna/Colon) and triggering content. A list of common warnings and triggers can be found here
IN YOUR SUBJECT LINE PLEASE INCLUDE
(gen) if you're looking for a more platonic angle
(Any Triggers) in your prompts
Some examples
- (gen) Daisuke and Ken play soccer
- (non-con) Daisuke tries to help Ken with nightmares about the Dark Ocean
Feel free to be as general or as detailed as possible in the comment itself! Maybe you have a whole plot bunny you want to give away.
Fills should be threaded comments directly onto their prompts. Multiple fills are wonderful! If there are multiple parts keep adding to the thread, like this:
-I want to see Ken turned into a catboy (prompt)
- MEOW (fill 1)
-hiSS (fill 1 part 2)
- MEOW but angsty (fill 2)
ANY kind of fill - fic, art, fan vid, whatever - is good.
One prompt per comment! Just keeps it organized. If you have multiple similar prompts post them all! It's okay!
here!
The heart of a kink meme. Comment your prompts below. Remember the rules!
1. This kink meme is specifically for prompts involving Daisuke Motomiya and Ken Ichijouji from Digimon Adventure 02/tri/last evolution kizuna. Any prompt is welcome. That means more platonic gen stuff, romantic ship stuff, or even just one of them in a situation.
2. All Posts, Prompts, Fills, Comments should be anonymous. You can link to your ao3, and are encouraged to, but on this page we are anon all day.
3. Please no character bashing, kinkshaming or hijacking. If a prompt inspires you to add on something, make another prompt post.
4. Warn for spoilers (in case of Kizuna/Colon) and triggering content. A list of common warnings and triggers can be found here
IN YOUR SUBJECT LINE PLEASE INCLUDE
(gen) if you're looking for a more platonic angle
(Any Triggers) in your prompts
Some examples
- (gen) Daisuke and Ken play soccer
- (non-con) Daisuke tries to help Ken with nightmares about the Dark Ocean
Feel free to be as general or as detailed as possible in the comment itself! Maybe you have a whole plot bunny you want to give away.
Fills should be threaded comments directly onto their prompts. Multiple fills are wonderful! If there are multiple parts keep adding to the thread, like this:
-I want to see Ken turned into a catboy (prompt)
- MEOW (fill 1)
-hiSS (fill 1 part 2)
- MEOW but angsty (fill 2)
ANY kind of fill - fic, art, fan vid, whatever - is good.
One prompt per comment! Just keeps it organized. If you have multiple similar prompts post them all! It's okay!
Re: FILL - Heart Day's Night II
on 2021-04-14 08:53 am (UTC)“imagining their hearts speaking to each other in faint pink murmurs.”
this... this is so vivid and perfect, i could cry over just this, UGH. and this part right after:
“He touched his hand to his chest for the umpteenth time, pressing against the heated skin there, trying to push his hand inside – maybe he would find Daisuke.”
;____; maybe he would find .... daisuke ... inside (wheezes) it’s too precious...
leafmon helping is so adorable, his rapid baby heartbeat too quick for ken’s to catch up to, poor thing, he just needs daisuke, touching his own chest, touching ken’s (!!!!!), pressing them together, AHH these fantasies... i caaant ;~~; you really nailed this in every possible way and i can’t thank you enough, i feel so SEEN right now, i will treasure this always ;o;
FILL: Digi-swap (1/2)
on 2021-04-14 04:50 pm (UTC)“don’t worry, bud,” daisuke murmurs, picking him up and tucking him into the front of his flame-patterned jacket, close to his heart, as he trudges on through the snow, “i won’t let you freeze.”
somewhere far away in the howling winds, ken’s chest fills with warmth.
Re: FILL: Digi-swap (1/2)
on 2021-04-14 05:26 pm (UTC)Masturbating in a tent at a festival
on 2021-04-15 08:28 am (UTC)Burp Kink
on 2021-04-15 02:52 pm (UTC)Bonus if Ken gets a little too stuffed and can't help but actually let out some pretty good ones himself, with Daisuke's coaxing and "coaching" of course.
Jogress-induced friends with benefits
on 2021-04-15 03:32 pm (UTC)Caught kissing
on 2021-04-15 03:53 pm (UTC)Background: They’re in a new & fumbling relationship & didn’t really want anyone else to know yet. Can be angsty or humorous.
FILL: Digi-swap (2/2)
on 2021-04-15 07:14 pm (UTC)“nothing yet,” the little dragon replies, setting the sticks down and climbing into ken’s lap like he belongs there, looking up at him with a brave smile, “but i’m sure they’ll be here soon!”
inspired by his confidence, ken hugs daisuke’s partner close in the absence of his own, believing — no, knowing, in the burning core of his heart — that daisuke will find them, because he always does.
Re: FILL: Digi-swap (2/2)
on 2021-04-15 07:20 pm (UTC)FILL - In Our Bedroom After The War (Part 5/5)
on 2021-04-16 07:22 am (UTC)But he had to wake Ken up, now. After the fifth desperate shake Ken groaned in a way distinctively different from how he’d been while asleep, and Daisuke sank down against his chest, tears falling out of him and all over the front of Ken’s pajamas, gratefully, wonderfully still covering and on him.
Ken wrapped around him, shushed and comforted him, after what he’d just been through, and it made Daisuke shake and sob ever harder.
He was supposed to be stronger than this. He was supposed to be able to do anything, to keep going until miracles happened. But he just watched as the haunts from their past continued to come after Ken.
He’d never succeeded in protecting Ken at all.
“I’m okay.” Ken gripped his wrist with a light touch, guiding Daisuke’s hands down and across his side, urging him to feel, to ground himself in this reality.
Daisuke ate it up, not daring to dip under his clothes, needing Ken to have that barrier as much as himself, imprinting himself over Ken’s thighs and ribs and face.
“I’m sorry.” He swept some of Ken’s hair behind his ear, fingering the shell as he moved down and stopped at the side of his neck, holding tight. “I couldn’t - I couldn’t protect you.”
“You did out here.” Ken settled his hands on either side of Daisuke’s waist, pulling him close. “You’re the reason that place can’t pull me in where it actually matters.”
“But it - it all matters.” Daisuke wiped his face with the back of his hand, doing his best to break the wet tracks over it, trying to put as brave a face as Ken had on.
“I can handle it. Please. Don’t - don’t hurt yourself for my sake. I couldn’t bear that.”
Daisuke would run through eternal flames, would climb any mountain, chase any villain if it meant keeping Ken safe, no matter what would happen to him. He sat up, to give Ken space.
To give himself breathing room. Laying on top of Ken, touching him, it was simultaneously so close to everything he’d wanted for a long time and nauseating at the moment.
“I’m staying another night.” He declared instead of answering Ken’s statements.
Ken frowned up at him, lit by the sunrise through his curtains, and Daisuke’s heart twisted. “We have school tomorrow.”
“I can always pop through the gate in the morning.” He had to be here, had to try again.
Even if Ken didn’t want him to. He would persevere until he stopped this or until it completely ripped him apart.
Ken didn’t argue anymore. He seemed more chipper, despite how much worse last night’s dream had seemed to Daisuke, when Daisuke dropped it and didn’t prod any more of his own volition.
He even laughed during their soccer session when Daisuke tackled him to the grass and they rolled and tumbled together, getting stains all over the both of them.
Daisuke fiddled with his bag while Ken took his evening shower and bath, trying not to think about him naked in there, washing away the dirt and grime, coming out nice and clean, looking like the angel he was in a halo of steam.
Daisuke spent his own shower under cold water. It barely helped when Ken initiated after he climbed under his covers, his hand exploring around Daisuke’s chest, pressing over his heart before wandering around to bring their chests together, make them breathe the same air, their mouths achingly close.
“Thank you.” Ken didn’t bother explaining what he was thanking Daisuke for, always so cryptic.
Daisuke tried to sleep instead of thinking about devouring the lips in front of him, what Ken tasted like.
what Ken tasted like to the monsters in his head.
The sandstorm raged around them, and he felt his feet as they struggled to maintain their hold on the dunes below. He had to fight, to defeat this darkness, to keep Ken and the world safe.
It fell to the ground with a crash, and before it even exploded into data Daisuke was scanning for where Ken was in this dreamscape.
He spotted him, cheering with his arms waving in the air, so much smaller than normal, his hair shorter, everything shorter, and Daisuke realized he looked like he did when he was a kid.
Even before he’d met him.
Another kid, slightly older but still definitely an elementary schooler, stood beside him, pumping his fist and smiling down at Ken.
“We did it!”
“You’re amazing, Ryo-san!” Ken engulfed this Ryo guy’s middle in a tight hug, swinging around in the air as he turned in a circle, until their celebration came to a screeching halt.
The air suddenly filled with little black specks, radiating out from where the evil Digimon fell. Daisuke dove to the floor to avoid the wave, and stared at his gangly limbs, all blue with white claws at the tips of his fingers, flexing and tensing them in fascination.
He heard Ken’s scream, but he didn’t see what he expected, one of the specks embedding itself in his neck, instead the other boy was bent over him, his neck pulsing with black-red light as he doubled over.
“Ryo-san! Ryo-san! Ryo!” Ken reached his little hands up, trying to shake his shoulders, but Ryo didn’t see anything anymore.
His neck snapped up and then sideways, and Ryo’s eyes flashed with the same eerie red light before his mouth cracked in two, curling up at the corners in a wide smile.
“You failure,” Ryo spoke, and it didn’t sound like it had earlier. “Pathetic, worthless thing.”
Tears sprang at the corner of Ken’s eyes, and Daisuke laid prone, watching in horror as Ryo’s hands unbuckled Ken’s belt, pulling his pants clean off and forcing two gloved fingers into his mouth.
“You thought you could protect me? Be my partner?” Ryo continued on, shadows coalescing around him as the specks of darkness swirled and created a shape on top of them both. “You can’t even save yourself.”
He forced Ken’s thigh up, twisting his legs apart and sliding between them until his clothed groin pressed against Ken’s small body. He popped his fingers out of Ken’s mouth and trailed his soaked gloves down, down, popping the front of Ken’s shirt open along the way until he slipped that between his legs too.
“Please, Ryo. Don’t.” Ken’s begging fell on deaf ears, and his words fell into jumbled gasps.
Daisuke couldn’t see with the way Ryo bent over Ken, the swarm of the dark seed obscuring most of them, but he knew what was happening, what was making Ken’s tinny voice cry and sob and beg.
It was happening again and he wasn’t doing anything. He clenched his strange hands into fists, his legs springing under him, and he realized.
He was V-mon right now. Could he - could he fight like V-mon, too?
Only one way to find out. He charged the darkness, aiming his head directly at the midsection of Ryo. It knocked him back, and he stood back up, shaking it off.
Ryo was getting further. He could see his twisted arms hiking Ken’s hips up into his lap, his fingers disappearing along the edge he could see. Daisuke took another running headbutt.
This time, he nearly made it, inches from connecting solidly with the core of Ryo before being pushed away by the dark. He’d almost made it. He could do this.
Ken’s whimpers tore him apart even as they spurred him on, desperate to stop them.
“Please. Please stop. I - I lo - I love -“
“That is why you’re so pathetic.” Ryo shifted and Ken cried and Daisuke knew, he had pushed himself inside and he had to stop this now.
This time, the air around him glowed as he jumped into the fray, jumped through the shimmering iridescence and came out the other side taller, spryer, and he tackled Ryo off of Ken, disconnecting him as they crashed into the sand. He stood up, marveling at the gold plates on his long legs, his hands feeling alien as three claws bent and curled at his will.
Ryo sat up, pants undone in the front, his cock sickeningly covered in bits of wet red blood, and that was all Daisuke saw. He punched forward, determined to destroy the thing infesting Ken’s mind.
He landed another solid hit, bursting with gold as the darkness fell away and lifeless to the sand, the black bits smoothing into the storm.
“How - ?” Ryo spat out blood, and he needed more, needed him to bleed as much as he’d made Ken.
He hit him again, the red glow growing more frantic as Ryo skid along the sand like a rag-doll.
“How are you here? How are you doing this?”
“I won’t let you hurt Ken ever again!” Daisuke felt himself heat up, burning from the inside out as his body burst into a bright glow, so bright he couldn’t even see as the blast directed itself in the dark seed-infested Ryo’s direction, whiting everything out for seconds as the world toppled and turned and then righted itself.
The sandstorm was gone. The darkness was gone. There was just him, and Ken, in the now calm desert with a bright blue sky. He dragged himself next to Ken, his shirt open and naked from the waist down, picking him up as gently as possible in his large, gangly arms.
Ken blinked up at him, confusion giving way to recognition and joy. “D-daisuke?”
Daisuke nodded, cradling Ken close to his armored chest, filling with bubbles when Ken reached out and plastered himself to his warmth.
“I’ve got you. I promised, after all.”
“I’m sorry.” Ken moved back enough to look up into Daisuke’s face. “I should have believed you...”
Ken looked down before standing up on Daisuke’s hands, stretching to press a kiss to his helmet.
“I should have known you’d perform a miracle.”
The world shifted around in accordance with Daisuke sudden need to kiss Ken back, and he fell back into the sand with Ken straddling his chest. He was still bigger, in his current high school body, but at least he had lips he could collide with Ken’s, a tongue he could dip inside his mouth with.
He lost complete track of time, the world, the only thing left the way Ken felt against him, the way his saliva tasted, pangs of mint from his toothpaste that had him surfacing out of the dream and into Ken’s actual, physical bed, Ken’s actual, physical body on top of him now as he, too, groaned and blinked his eyes open.
Ken stared down at him, his eyes shining from the soft glow of his nightlight, and bridged the gap between their mouths once again, the feel of his velvet lips against Daisuke so much sharper out here.
Re: FILL - In Our Bedroom After The War (Part 5/5)
on 2021-04-16 08:23 am (UTC)Re: FILL - In Our Bedroom After The War (Part 5/5)
on 2021-04-16 10:23 am (UTC)the dream was really good, daisuke as v-mon!!!!!! and then MAGNAMON! miracle boy does it again! i lost my shit when they woke up and were STILL KISSING FJLAJFLAJLAAAAA
Jogress body switch
on 2021-04-16 10:27 am (UTC)Props if they decide the best way to achieve that super-intense state of Jogress is to have sex.
Bonus props if they can't figure out how to change back right away and have to spend a day pretending to be each other.
Digimon body switch
on 2021-04-16 10:30 am (UTC)Body switch but they have to pretend they're still in the wrong body
on 2021-04-16 05:08 pm (UTC)Like in the above prompts, Daisuke and Ken somehow switch bodies (yeah Jogress seems likely to me). Koushiro is trying to figure out how to fix it. While Daisuke and Ken wait for that, they decide to Get It On. This actually causes them to return to their own bodies, but they don't want to tell Koushiro what had happened. They agree to pretend to still be in the other's body and tell Koushiro the next day that they just woke up in their own body the next morning.
Daisuke needs therapy too tbh
on 2021-04-16 06:22 pm (UTC)FILL: anatomy lesson
on 2021-04-16 06:33 pm (UTC)(invasion of privacy) Fansites and tabloids
on 2021-04-16 07:20 pm (UTC)Ken's first boyfriend turned out to be a fan of his who kept a blog about Ken and their dates and added photos as proof that it was real. The boyfriend had pretended not to know of him when they first met. A tabloid found the blog and published an article about Ken, which is how he was publicly pulled out of the closet.
Daisuke helps Ken deal with the aftermath of that.
FILL - not ready for the afterglow (1/?)
on 2021-04-16 08:54 pm (UTC)Daisuke chewed his lip, trying to keep his stupid mouth shut before he said something weird and bad and wrong.
This was the first time Ichijouji had ever been over, the first time he'd spent the night, and the last thing he wanted to do was something weird to make Ichijouji not to want to be his friend anymore.
"Hey, Ichijouji?"
Still, Daisuke had never been very good at keeping his mouth shut.
But maybe, just maybe, Ichijouji had fallen asleep already and hadn't even heard him.
"Hmm?"
Daisuke shifted to face the room, to look down at Ichijouji Ken curled up on the futon on his bedroom floor—the fact was still overwhelming him, that Ichijouji was here—and built up the courage to speak.
"I, um, I was just wondering if you…if you ever thought about it?"
"You're not making sense, Motomiya," Ichijouji said in his soft voice, all delicate and kind and pretty. "Thought about what?"
He took a deep breath before shoving the blankets back and dropping to the floor beside the futon, and Ichijouji pushed up into a sitting position too, curiosity etched on his face. "About…our hearts?" He whispered the last two words, too scared to say it loud and make it awkward, to act like it meant something.
Even in the dark of night, Daisuke could see the flush rise to Ichijouji's cheeks. "S-sometimes," he admitted in a hushed voice. "It's weird, right?"
Daisuke nodded, probably a bit too emphatically, but the thought that Ichijouji thought about their hearts, thought about the way they synchronized and connected during Jogress, thought about how they could feel each other, spurred him on and he pushed closer, scooting onto the futon too. "Do you think we could…could I touch it?"
Ichijouji's breath hitched, and his tongue darted out to wet his lips till they glistened, drawing Daisuke's eyes more than he thought anyone's mouth could. "Okay."
Emboldened and more eager than he'd ever admit, Daisuke pressed even closer, slid under the covers with Ichijouji and reached out a tentative hand to lay over Ichijouji's heart. The spastic rhythm nearly matched his own, and they synchronized after only a few beats, and Daisuke sighed happily, resting his forehead against Ichijouji's stiff shoulder.
He wanted to do more, to be close with him like this, to feel more of him, but he didn't know how to say that without it sounding off, without making it weird. He wanted to stay here in the same bed and fall asleep to the sound of Ichijouji's heartbeat. He wanted to wake up to it too, to wake up those pretty glistening lips and maybe learn what they felt like.
He wanted to be close to Ichijouji, as close as Ichijouji would let him be.
"Motomiya?"
It took a moment to register Ichijouji's voice, to notice anything but their synchronized rhythm and the way their hearts were so intertwined even now outside of Jogress.
"Yeah?" he panted, suddenly aware of how emotional, how breathless he'd gotten.
Ichijouji was staring at him with big dark eyes, excited and maybe even happy, but there was also fear there, and Daisuke knew he had to pull away. He couldn't open up his pajamas and feel his heartbeat closer like he wanted to, couldn't press their mouths together to see if Ichijouji tasted as good as his heartbeat felt.
Heat rose to his cheeks, and he withdrew, putting more space between them, retreating all the way back to his own bed even though he didn't want to go. "Thanks," he mumbled.
On the futon, Ichijouji gave a short nod before drawing the blankets up to his chin and rolling away, showing him his back, curling up in a protective position.
Daisuke dropped back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling. He pressed his palm over his own heart, focused on the way it thudded hard against his palm, and wished it were Ichijouji's instead.
Re: FILL - not ready for the afterglow (1/?)
on 2021-04-16 09:00 pm (UTC)I love them. I love how they're baby pining and gos the descriptions and aaaa when their hearts match AAAAAA they SHOULD KISS DAISUKE U FOOL
Re: FILL - not ready for the afterglow (1/?)
on 2021-04-16 10:05 pm (UTC)FILL - Swimming Lessons (part 1)
on 2021-04-16 10:41 pm (UTC)Ken had joined the other chosen children on his first beach day ever. The sun was blazing, a refreshing wind was blowing, and the waves were crystal blue. It was the perfect day to spend on the beach, but anxiety had Ken in a stranglehold. For starters, he felt way too exposed in his swimwear, a tight pair of black swimming trunks his mother had kindly bought for him when he had told her about his plans to join his friends at the beach. His mother had been delighted for him, but she had given him clear instructions to stay close to the shore and to only wade in the water.
Ken crossed his arms over his bare chest as he gazed out at the shore, where the rest of his friends were laughing and playing, tossing a beach ball high into the air. He was self conscious about his bony frame, but that was his least concern at the moment. Beyond the joyful faces of his friends loomed the vast swell of the ocean. It spread out, covering everything, hiding unspeakable secrets. He looked at the waves that kept coming from somewhere out there, coming in and lapping at the shore, lapping and then retreating. Everything swayed with the same aimless movement, in and out, in and out. The ocean was breathing. It was calling to him. Ken tried hard not to give in to the spots of grey creeping at the edges of his vision, to the fear that gripped him.
“Ken, come on! Come play!” Daisuke was calling him again, and Ken could hardly resist the cheery, beckoning lilt of the other boy’s voice. He took his first few steps into the sea, feeling the warm water lap around his ankles. He steeled himself and walked further out toward Daisuke, who was standing a good few yards away, submerged to his chest. He started cheering and waving his arms when he saw Ken coming, jumping up and down in the water. Ken pressed on, trying to not think about the fact that the water was getting deeper and deeper for each step, that he was getting further and further away from the safety of the shore. The water was almost up to his chest now, but Daisuke was still so far away. Why was he still so far away? If only he could reach him, everything would be okay.
He focused on Daisuke, on the radiating warmth of his smile that Ken could almost feel hitting him in the face. Then, he saw the wave coming up behind his friend and fear clutched at his heart. But the other boy simply let the wave hit him, moved with the wave, let it carry him up and then down again. Daisuke took no notice – to him, it was second nature. But Ken had seized with fright. The wave was coming towards him now, and it had only gotten larger. He didn’t know what to do, didn’t know how to ride a wave like Daisuke did, didn’t know how to not let it take him and bring him under. As he stood there, frozen stiff, the wave crashed into him, rushing in over his head, knocking his feet off the seabed. His eyes and throat closed in panic as he kicked and struggled. His head broke the surface again and he sputtered, disoriented and desperate. He had no time to get his bearings before he saw the next wave coming up fast, this one bigger than the last. He saw his friend bob along with it, even whoop with cheer at being picked up from the ground and put back down. But Ken couldn’t even feel the ground, not anymore – had the wave brought him further out?
Blinding panic gripped him as he flailed and flailed, unable to touch the ground. He tried raising his voice and found that he couldn’t, couldn’t do a thing to stop the ocean from claiming him, just like he knew it would. He could see Daisuke up there ahead of him and he tried stretching out his hand, tried to reach him but it was too late, he was sinking. The last thing he saw was Daisuke swimming toward him before the wave came and swallowed him.
*
He opened his eyes to a whole bunch of faces crowded around him and a terrible heavy ache in his chest. He spasmed and coughed, expelling burning seawater onto the sand.
“Ken!” Daisuke threw his arms around his neck and Ken could only lie there in a dazed and confused state, chest hurting as he breathed.
“Give him some space, let him get his bearings,” scolded Jou-senpai, although he was looking rather relieved himself, wiping his brow.
“Why didn’t you tell me you can’t swim?” Daisuke rounded on him once the others had turned away to give them some peace. ”It’s no wonder you’re scared of the ocean!”
“… Sorry. I didn’t want to be a bother.” Ken had managed to sit up and had drawn his knees to his chest, hugging around them.
“Ken, when are you going to understand that you’ll never be a bother to me?”
Ken looked down at the wet sand. “Sorry…”
“You don’t need to apologize so much, Ken, I’ve told you a thousand times.”
He fought down the urge to say sorry again. Daisuke sighed, then brightened. “Okay, how about this? I’ll teach you how to swim! I’m great at swimming, I’ll be an amazing teacher! How does that sound?”
Ken would rather prefer to never have to go near the ocean again. But Daisuke’s eyes were boring into his in such a sincere way. He didn’t want to let his friend down anymore – he had done enough of that already. He watched a few drops of seawater drop from Daisuke’s hair and trail slowly down the golden skin of his chest, and found himself nodding.
Re: FILL - Swimming Lessons (part 1)
on 2021-04-16 11:22 pm (UTC)Re: FILL - not ready for the afterglow (1/?)
on 2021-04-17 07:28 am (UTC)Re: FILL - Swimming Lessons (part 1)
on 2021-04-17 07:33 am (UTC)