(*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!
FILL - These Things We Share (1/2)
on 2021-04-28 11:53 pm (UTC)When Daisuke woke up, it felt as if he had been dreaming for a very long time. The first thing he noticed was that he wasn’t in his room – he was in Ken’s room. What’s more, he was in Ken’s bed. He would recognise the ceiling hanging just above him anywhere. Then, just as suddenly as he had woken up and realised this, he discovered something terrifying. He tried to move his body to get up out of bed, but he couldn’t. Even worse, he tried moving his eyes to look around the room, and found that he couldn’t even do that. On top of that there was the sensation of being perfectly calm and still, even when he felt that his heart should be racing in his chest.
What the—
His body moved. Only he wasn’t trying to move – his arms moved by themselves, pushing against the mattress until he was sitting up.
What’s going on? Am I being possessed?
Whoa. Was there a voice inside his head? Why did it sound so familiar? And what was it talking about? He was the one who couldn’t move, he was the one being possessed! His mind was rapidly spinning out of control. His heart was quickening now, but it felt out of rhythm with his own mounting panic. He tried to move again, but nothing happened.
What the hell is wrong with me?
D-Daisuke? Oh, he knew why the voice sounded familiar now.
… Ken?
Out of his control, his eyes flicked down and he caught sight of his hands. They looked much too pale, the fingers too thin and long. He was wearing light blue pajamas – a pair he knew Ken owned.
Daisuke, is that really you? Wh-why are you in my body?
At those words, everything suddenly fell into place. He wasn’t in his own body at all. He was in Ken’s body, for some godforsaken reason.
I- I- I don’t know! Where’s my body? How did I get here? How do I get back?
Panicking won’t do us any good. We’ll have to stay calm and think this through…
That’s easy for you to say when you’re in your own body!
And how do you think I feel, being… possessed by you?
“Ken-chan? What’s wrong?” Wormmon had caught on to the fact that there was something up with Ken. The little worm came crawling into Daisuke’s – Ken’s – field of vision, large eyes clouded by worry.
“Ah… It’s nothing, Wormmon.” Daisuke felt Ken’s hand move, watched it come up and pet Wormmon’s cheek.
“Is it morning already?” He heard a very familiar voice groaning, heard the stretch in his voice. Ken shifted and looked over to the corner of his bed, where V-mon was snuggled into the blankets, just waking up. What was V-mon doing here, in Ken’s bed…?
Ken, why is V-mon here and not at my place? What’s going on? Where’s my body? What are you not telling me?
Daisuke realised he could feel the anxiety that had taken a hold of Ken, squeezing at his windpipe. Ken’s head drooped and smooth, black hair fell over his face. Daisuke was fascinated by it, instantly reminded of the fact that he had wanted to touch it so many times, stroke his hands through the soft-looking strands.
… I know where your body is.
Where is it? What happened to me?
I’ll show you.
Ken got up out of bed, and Daisuke tried not to let Ken feel how interested he was in seeing Ken’s morning routine, tried not to pay too much attention when Ken dressed. Ken seemed uncomfortable with the invasion of privacy, even going so far as closing his eyes when putting on underwear. Daisuke gave an internal eyeroll (and maybe an internal pout too), but after Ken left the house all his energy was focused on figuring out where the hell they were going.
Ken got on a bus that took them a little ways downtown, getting off after several stops in an area Daisuke wasn’t familiar with. He walked determinedly, as if he was already rather accustomed to the travel route. What the hell?
Daisuke tried to keep up the conversation in their head, but Ken seemed distracted and worried. His pace had quickened, and his heart was beating faster too. He finally reached a large building and walked straight up to the entrance. Ken was looking straight ahead so Daisuke didn’t get a chance to inspect the building, but as they entered it became pretty clear what it was.
The interior of the hall they came into was white and sterile, there were several counters, information desks and floor guides, and all sorts of people shuffling to and fro or sitting on chairs in a large waiting room. Ken strided right past the counter and made for the lift, pressing the button for the fifth floor.
Daisuke’s phantom heart sank even as the elevator rose – he had a particularly bad feeling about what he was going to see when they got to their destination. Ken took them down to the end of a hallway and knocked on the door to one of the rooms. A nurse opened the door, brightening when she saw him.
“Oh, Ichijouji-san. He’ll be so glad that you’re here.” Ken gave her a nod.
The silence, the suspense was driving him mad. He had to know. But Ken was looking down at the floor as he entered the hospital room, and it was only after he sat down in a chair beside the bed that he lifted his head and Daisuke came face to face with himself.
His body was lying there on the bed, pale and unmoving. There were bruises on his face, and his skin had lost its usual glow, as if all life – and indeed, soul – had been sucked from his body. He was hooked up to numerous alien-looking tubes and monitors, making him look tiny and fragile.
That’s… me…? What happened…?
It was an accident. There was a little kid playing with a ball near the road, and you… you saved him from being hit by a car.
Ken’s words sent a jolt through Daisuke. A car accident… he was hit by a car? A thought occurred to him. Were you there with me, Ken?
For a while, there was silence. He felt a surge of painful emotion and he knew it was Ken’s. How painful it must have been for Ken to witness an accident like that for the second time, how shocking and traumatic… A wave of guilt crashed into him and sent him reeling.
Ken, I’m so sorry… For making you go through that again…
Ken shrugged, but he didn’t reply. For a while, he felt only a complicated muddle of feelings from Ken, a hopelessly tangled ball of string.
But why the hell did I end up in your body?
That’s what I’d like to know. But I think it’s because we’re Jogress partners.
Oh, that’s right… We’ve already shared heartbeats, after all. Now we’re sharing a body too. Hey, if my body dies, can I stay in here with you?
The overwhelming sense of grief surged again.
Daisuke! Don’t say that – you mustn’t ever talk like that!
Guilt washed over him again. He had been careless. Of course Ken didn’t want him to die. What would actually happen to him if he died, though? Would he just… disappear? The idea made him feel glum and hopeless, and he felt those emotions push him closer and closer to a sinkhole in his mind.
Daisuke… I don’t know what I’d do without you. You can’t leave – please don’t leave…
The words that reverberated in his head were tinged with desperation. His eyes – Ken’s eyes – suddenly felt hot and painful, and Ken threw his arms up to cover his face as he started to cry.
Ken, I’m sorry! Please don’t cry… I’m not gonna die, I promise.
How can you make that promise?
Well, I’m still here, aren’t I? Nothing is gonna take me away from you.
I wish you were awake.
Daisuke wished it too. He wished he could scoop out Ken’s hurt and kiss it better. But he was stuck in here, sharing his body and his mind.
I wish you could hold me. I wish you could kiss me and--
The train of thought was abruptly severed. If Daisuke could gape, he would have. This was new – Ken had never asserted something like that before. The echo of his friend’s embarrassment immediately flooded his conscience.
… Could you by any chance forget you heard that just now?
Uh… sure.
Re: FILL - These Things We Share (1/2)
on 2021-04-29 07:08 am (UTC)