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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!

Comments

(underage) ken also be cardiophiling

[(Anonymous)]

ken ALSO has his sexual awakening through hearing daisuke’s heartbeat and.... has no idea what to do about it. he is extremely sexually repressed and dark seed messed with his puberty so he is totally unfamiliar with his feelings of arousal and struggles to find any kind of relief from his constant fantasies about daisuke and his HEART!!! is he dying? he’s probably dying. this must be another evil digimon messing with him, there’s no other explanation for this boner.

bonus points for the inclusion of wormmon/leafmon as part of his processing, like trying to listen to his little digimon heartbeat or hold him to his own chest while thinking about daisuke bwahaha

FILL - Heart Day's Night II

[(Anonymous)]

Companion piece/second part to "Heart day's night", filled in another post: https://daiken-kink-meme.dreamwidth.org/791.html?thread=83223#cmt83223

(tw: mild suicidal ideation)

Ken’s life had been complicated enough as it was – he certainly didn’t need any more chaos coming out of nowhere to barrel him over. But he supposed he had been foolish to expect anything else – that life would give him a break for once. He had thought he wouldn’t need to worry about anything anymore. But a certain goggle-sporting boy had slapped him and straightened him out, located and unraveled his knots immediately.
Before either of them knew what was happening, their bodies and minds were irreversibly linked. He felt Motomiya’s – Daisuke’s – bravery, his wonder and his awe. His blazing determination, his conviction. Daisuke never doubted, not once. It made Ken feel brave, too, for the brief, bewildering span of their connection. Then it was all over, just as suddenly as it had started. Ken had suddenly been alone in his body, a sensation that felt unsettling and strange even though he had lived his entire life that way. He felt vacant, stretched – and it only served as a reminder that those things weren’t for him. Those feelings weren’t for him, those people weren’t for him, this life wasn’t one he could live so insouciantly.
And yet… he had felt Daisuke’s heartbeat. And he was lying in bed now, hand over his chest and feeling his own heart, wondering what it all meant. Wondering why he kept thinking about it. He pulled his knees up to his chest and clutched his hands over his heart, willing the uncomfortable tingling sensation in his groin to go away. He didn’t understand. Every person on Earth had a heartbeat – it was the most natural thing in the world, a requirement for being alive. So why did the idea of Daisuke’s make him feel so hot and embarrassed? Why did the idea of the matching flow of the fleshy organs keeping them both alive excite him so much?

*

Ken lay in bed, legs curled up underneath him, hands over his ears. In the darkness behind his closed eyelids, he lay still and concentrated. Beyond the rushing and rumbling of skin and blood, he heard the pulsing in his ears, the faint whisper of a pulse in his hands. He bit his lip. He shouldn’t be doing this. Why was he so obsessed with the memory of it? The sensation of another’s heartbeat jumping to life inside his chest… He was well aware of the implications. That the two of them were connected, that they were one. But what did it all mean? He had already resolved to sort everything out on his own, put an end to it all. But Daisuke had been able to convince him so easily with his words, that life was something worth living, that he should never give up on trying to live. There were still so many things he didn’t understand. Daisuke could make him change his entire outlook with just one slap, one impassioned speech. He felt his cheeks warm slightly at the thought. Daisuke had implored him to keep on living. The other boy cared – at least to some extent – whether he lived or died. Somehow, something within them had reached out and become entwined in that moment. It was beyond all reason and logic – Ken still couldn’t comprehend how or why it had happened. But he hadn’t been able to forget the sensation, not for a second. The feeling of their heartbeats merging shattered all his foundations and he was left fumbling in the dark. He had felt a piece of Daisuke’s soul and he wanted it back, back inside of him where it belonged. He might not want to admit it, but he knew nonetheless: they were twin souls, destined to find each other.
His nether region pulsed and itched and ached, but he didn’t dare touch it. It scared him. He had never felt like this before, had no idea how to deal with his predicament down below. Rationally, he knew this was a natural physiological response. But what was it a response to? The most terrifying possibilities flew through his mind like a horrific slide show: perhaps that unsettling woman had snuck into his room again while he was sleeping and done something to him, maybe she had given him poison and this was his body’s reaction to it? Maybe he was dying slowly, he just didn’t know. Was that why his heart was so worked up, his mind so delirious with thoughts of the boy in the flame jacket?
He had been scared. After Paildramon had blown up the base, Daisuke had reached out his hand. And Ken had turned away. Everything was too real, too close. It was too overwhelming to still be alive. He didn’t have any plan for what to do from now on – he still had to defeat the evil that lurked in the shadows, snuck into his room in the middle of the night, but everything was happening so fast. Daisuke had looked so delighted at the idea of being Ken’s partner, and he had been so disappointed when Ken walked away. Ken’s heart had given a wistful twinge, feeling suddenly wide open and vulnerable, a lone antelope on the savannah.

*

Ken tossed and turned in bed, sweating buckets. He pinched his knees together and tried to ignore the heat between his legs, but he couldn’t stop fantasizing about Daisuke, imagining their hearts speaking to each other in faint pink murmurs. 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.
Leafmon was on the pillow beside him, gently bouncing up and down and watching him. His little partner had reassured him, night after night, that what had happened had been a positive thing, even necessary. Leafmon had spoken of how he felt when fused with XV-mon and it mirrored Ken’s feelings so closely he had to doubt all his theories about evil Digimon messing with his body.
"Ken-chan, I have a heartbeat too, you know? Do you want to feel it?" Leafmon spoke up. Ken stilled his restless movements at that, stopped to consider the idea. For some reason, as much as he had pictured Daisuke’s heart, he hadn’t considered that his own Digimon had one as well – and that he could feel it. He picked Leafmon up and brought him up to his ear, held his plushy green body against it and concentrated.
He heard it: a rapid pulse, like that of a small bird. Excited, he moved Leafmon down to his chest and laid him over his heart, desperate to connect the two rhythms. He squeezed his eyes shut and remembered: Daisuke’s steady, reliable pulse and his intense, blazing eyes. Ken felt hot all over, his own heart speeding up, but he couldn’t keep up with his Digimon’s dizzyingly fast pulse.
He moved Leafmon down and brought a hand to his own heart, feeling the steady lub-dub, the familiar rhythm. He knew his heart valves were working, opening and snapping shut, pumping blood through his veins. What if Daisuke were here? What if Daisuke laid on top of him and connected their chests?
Ken kicked off his blankets and tried to make his body calm down, counting to ten over and over again.

*

It was happening again. It was always the same: he had just laid down to sleep, had just gotten calm and comfortable, when the thoughts came back. They were only getting more intense: Daisuke touching his own chest and smiling at him, Daisuke stroking Ken’s chest gently and lovingly, Daisuke lying on top of him and smashing their hearts together, trying to get as close as possible, trying to burrow through. The same thoughts plagued him every night, his whole body uncomfortable and warm. Sometimes he even woke up like that. He still didn’t know what to do, but had resolved to keep ignoring the issue until it went away.
He rolled over onto his stomach and hugged his pillow, and suddenly his groin was pressing very pleasurably against his mattress. His breath hitched. He immediately rolled over again, fear gripping his heart, making it jump and gallop. That didn’t help his situation – he bit his lip so hard it hurt, hovering one hand over his stomach.
With trembling fingers, he finally gave in. He snaked his hand down and pressed it against himself over his pajamas. His hips jerked into his hand and he gasped, shocked at how good the pressure felt. Guilt and shame flooded him, but he started moving his hand, rubbing it up and down and in small circles, caught up in the overwhelming sensations. He was pushing out gusts of air with every shaky exhale, face flaming hot, hips twitching. His other hand went to his chest, feeling out the vibrations and palpitations of his heart. Daisuke filled his mind: he remembered what it felt like, being Daisuke for just a short moment in time, feeling confident and brave. He remembered their shared heartbeat thundering as they ran, then slowing as they discussed what to do, then picking up again as the adrenaline and fear caught up with them. He wanted to feel it again, would do anything, anything to feel their connection, feel their souls meet and sing with crystal clear voices--
His hand was moving fast, he couldn’t stop now, couldn’t stop the flow of blood rushing in his ears, pulsing in his veins until suddenly it was all too much, all too overwhelming, too hard and fast and close. He tripped over the edge, pleasure thrumming through his body, heart running and running in his chest. Relief cascaded through him as all his tension escaped his body and he was finally able to relax.
He stared at the ceiling, panting and wide-eyed. Maybe that hadn’t felt so bad.

Re: FILL - Heart Day's Night II

[(Anonymous)]

Omg this is so good. He's just So Upset about this.
But fuuuuuck! Thr image of Daisuke stroking his heart GAAAAAAHHH YES GOOD THINK ABOUT THAT WHILE YOU COME!!

Re: FILL - Heart Day's Night II

[(Anonymous)]

(OP) god im fucking EMOTIONAL RN i dont even know what to say. i want to shake your hand irl. this just touched me so much, as someone who’s LIVED THIS, minus the jogress lol, the lying awake thinking about hearts, feeling things i’ve never felt before for anything else, aughh, you captured all of it so well, the thoughts and fantasies and curious exploration, fuck theres a million parts i adore but this line jumped out to me so hard:

“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;