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Daichi Sawamura x Reader “Scars and Souvenirs”

Daichi Sawamura x Reader "Don‘t fear the reaper“ +18 MDNI (fic)

A/N: How’s it going guys? After Kiyoomi and Kenma, I decided to try out writing for Daichi! I did a lot of research on Daichi’s character, since I don’t identify that much with him. But I tried my best. Hope you like it! Also, I am so sorry I don’t know unfortunately where Osamu has his shop, but I just made one up that is located in the Miyagi Prefecture :3 .

Likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated!<3 PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR PLAGIARIZE MY WORK! genre: fluff, a tinsy tiny pinch of angst (since Daichi gets injured)

warnings: mentions of blood, cursing, Brooklyn Nine-Nine spoilers

words: 1419

Scars and Souvenirs (Daichi Sawamura xf!Reader)

It was a warm Saturday night in summer. The sounds of a knife chopping up spring onions, shiitake mushrooms and garlic cloves fill up the comfortable silence in the kitchen. The scent of boiling chicken stock and mirin spreads through the room as well, making the two people cooking it even more hungry than they already are.

Daichi finally has the weekend off after working the last couple weekends. It’s an enjoyable evening for you and your boyfriend since the both of you have busy working schedules, him being a police officer of the Miyagi Prefecture and you being a paramedic.

The both of you met during one of your calls, when Daichi got injured by a knife due to one of the thieves that tried to rob a store.

On a cloudy Wednesday, you were waiting in line at Onigiri Miya for your lunch break when you suddenly got called on scene after one of the police officers got injured.

Annoyed by your beeper going off, you unfortunately had to leave the restaurant in a rush and you jumped right into the passenger seat of the ambulance.

When you arrived at the scene, your hunger and annoyance due to your empty stomach were quickly swept away, when you saw a young and very handsome police officer sitting in the trunk of a police car, holding a towel pressed against his hand.

The moment both of your eyes met, you still swear to this day, you felt the butterflies in your stomach going crazy and your heart felt like it almost burst out of your chest with the rate it was going.

The two of you engaged in a flirty but still somewhat awkward conversation and when you had him all wrapped up in a pressure bandage on his hand, he asked for your number.

Daichi and you hit it off immediately, you were both easy to get along with and both had their fair share of stories to tell.

Your thoughts of the fond memory are being interrupted, as you jump by the sudden loud noise of Daichi cursing and dropping the knife against the wooden cutting board. Your head snaps into his direction and you can see a few drops of blood dropping on the white Quartzite kitchen counter coming from Daichi’s left hand. Daichi quickly gets a kitchen towel and applies pressure on his left index finger.

You drop the kitchen utensils from your hands with a loud clatter and rush over to him to take a look at his cut.

Daichi lifts the towel for you to take a look at his finger and feels bad for interrupting your cooking time together since you and him don’t cook together as much as you used to.

His gaze follows your movements as you hold his hand over the sink underneath the water hose as you turn it slightly. The water hose brings out lukewarm water as you hold his hand underneath it to wash off the blood and to see how deep the cut is.

As Daichi keeps his eyes on you, he admires your beauty and concentration as you take a look at his finger.

You grab some paper towels and wrap it around Daichi’s finger, making him wince a little bit.

,,Sorry Dai, but I got to put pressure on the wound, it‘ll help to stop the bleeding a bit faster.“

You explain to him, while still keeping focused on his injury.

What you don’t realize is that your partner is watching with the most lovesick smile anyone has ever seen.

Finally glancing up, you see his goofy smile and return one of your own.

,,What?“ You chuckle out, while still keeping the pressure on his finger.

,,Oh nothing, just admiring my beautiful girl.” He replies innocently while giving you a wink.

You blush a bit by his comment and tell him to take over for putting on pressure on his wound.

,,Aye aye ma’am.”

Waiting for your return, he checks out his hand as he twists it around.

Noticing the white outline of his old scar on the inside of his hand, he remembers the day he received it.

He had been called to a store robbery in downtown and got hurt while defending himself from a thief with a knife.

The thief tried to run away and Daichi was chasing after him, running down the street. He saw him taking a turn into an alley, quickly following him into it. As soon as Daichi ran around the corner he got tackled to the ground by the criminal. Trying to fight him off, the thief pulled out a knife and tried to go for Daichi’s throat. Daichi was able to stop him by pushing his hands against the attacker, protecting his face and neck.

Crushing his knee into the back of his attacker, Daichi held the arms against him in a restraining matter, kicking the knife away with his foot.

Daichi’s partner came around the corner, panting heavy breaths and talking into his Walkie-Talkie for a medic.

After getting the confirmation from the main station, his partner quickly cuffed the guy and pulled him up to his feet.

Daichi got up as well, scrunching his face in pain, as the blood from his hand dropped on the ground.

The young police officer watched his partner shoving the runaway into the back of the police car.

Slamming the door shut, his partner went immediately to check on Daichi.

,,Sawamura! Shit! You okay man?” His coworker frantically looked at Daichi’s hand, quickly getting out a towel from the trunk of the car, handing it over to Daichi.

,,Yeah I am fine, just a little cut, that's all.” Daichi growled through his teeth in pain.

,,I already called for a medic. The Ambulance is on their way. I have to tape up the broken shop, will you be alright by yourself?”

Daichi nodded in understanding and sat down in the trunk and continued to hold the towel against his wound.

Hearing the ambulance siren in the distance, Daichi tried to calm his pain by inhaling and exhaling through his nose.

The ambulance vehicle arrived on scene and Daichi lifted his head, his breath immediately stopping, as he took in the beautiful creature right in front of his brown eyes.

Daichi remembers the day, as if it just happened yesterday.

The way you took care of him and flashed him your breathtaking smile, gosh it felt like the world was going in slow motion.

The former Volleyball Captain sees you re-entering the kitchen with medical supplies that you have snatched from the bathroom cabinet.

Wrapping up his hand once again as you did four years ago in the most gentle manner, you see his old scar.

,,Do you remember the day you got this nasty scar?” You ask him while taping up the bandages around his hand.

,,Yeah, of course. I treasure this memory of being able to meet you that day. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the whole world.”

You blush at his statement and giggle lightly.

After bandaging up his hand, the both of you finish making the Shoyo Ramen and watch some more episodes on Brooklyn Nine-Nine.

Cuddling together, the both of you rooting for Amy and Jake, as they finally got married after five freaking seasons.

Daichi might have gotten that nasty scar from the incident that day, but at least he got one of the most precious souvenirs ever in his life, your phone number and to be able to call you his girl.

@nerd-of-karasuno @lyditheoverthinker @satisfactooru @wake-uptoreality <3

A/N: This is a new story that will actually have more than one chapter. It’s dedicated to my best friend, who is a total Daichi lover. @rukia-uchiha-98

Warning!

This story will include murder, eventual smut, cursing and torture. This is a mafia ya’ll, it ain’t always rainbows and smiles in there.

Feedback appreciated! Enjoy reading!

Chapter 1 "Danger Zone"

It’s a quiet night as you unlock the door to your apartment in Tome and you set your weapons and heavy duffel bag next to your couch, before falling on top of it with a heavy sigh.

Not even three minutes later, you feel the vibration of your phone in your right pocket.

Groaning in soreness, you pull it out and the brightness of it makes you close your eyes quickly.

Now adjusting the brightness on your phone, you see a text message from Manjiro, your boss and rent payer.

>Got your next target. Natori. Will send you name and precise location. Needs to be done tonight.<

>I just got home and Natori is like an hour drive and it’s like 2 am. I need some sleep.<

>Do it or I will have Matsukawa knocking down your door with just one phone call. Do your job or you will regret it.<

>Fine.<

With a loud frustrating groan, you get up from your comfortable leather couch, while you’re spitting curses under your breath, you snatch up your weapon bag and slam your door on your way out.

~ At the Miyagi Prefectural Police Headquarters ~

The young police officer is currently writing down a report of a call he had earlier about an elderly woman complaining about her neighbors having a party after 9 pm. Rubbing his tired eyes, he takes another sip of his now lukewarm coffee.

His partner for the night, Kaito, a man in his mid-thirties, smiles in pity at the young officer, really glad that Daichi is doing the paperwork tonight instead of him.

Finishing the report with a final signature with his own and Kaito’s, he stacks the paper neatly and puts it in the ‘FINISHED’ folder.

Drinking the last bits of his coffee, their number is called over their radio to check out a murder scene that has occurred in Natori.

“Well, let’s get to it, Sawamura.” Kaito sighs and grabs his police hat and his gun, just like Daichi and they head to their police car.

Getting inside, they turn the lights and head to the destination in their navigation system.

“This is now the fifth murder case in two weeks, doesn’t that seem strange to you?” Daichi asks while sitting in the passenger seat.

“Yeah, the most strange thing is that uh”- Kaito pauses to scratch his beard- “it was just straight up murder, one clean shot through the head every time. No signs of a break in or stolen goods.”

Daichi thinks for a few moments, before asking more questions.

“Any relations to the victims? Only men or women?”

“Nah, always a different one. But I have a theory.”

Perking up at his words, Daichi looks intrigued at his partner.

Kaito continues.

“I have a feeling this has to be dirty crime related, as in the yakuza.”

Widening his eyes at that, Daichi stares out of the window, bypassing dark houses and the street lamps that are barely lighting up the street.

“What makes you say that?”

Kaito takes a right turn, before answering his partner again.

“Well… a couple of months ago, there was a murder at least once a day, the victims had a lot of burning marks all over them, like from a taser. Seems like they have been tortured a lot before being shot straight in the heart.

The killer eventually turned out to be the official hitman of the yakuza, a man called Shigeru Yahaba. He was shot by one of our men while trying to escape.

After his death, there weren’t any incidents until two weeks ago when you started working here. The murders always ended in the same way. One clean shot through the head. Maybe the yakuza have a new hitman.” The short haired blonde explains.

After listening to this story, they arrive at the scene.

As they get out of the car, all that Daichi is asking himself now is, who is responsible for these certain types of deaths?

„Don‘t fear the reaper“ Cop!Daichi Sawamura x Hitwoman!Reader

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Warning!

This story will include murder, eventual smut, cursing and torture. This is a mafia fic ya’ll, it ain’t always rainbows and smiles in there.

Feedback appreciated! Enjoy!

Chapter 2 “What I Am”

~ Before Officer Sawamura arrives at the scene ~

“Would it kill that old geezer to let me have a fucking break for at least 24 hours? No of course not, ‘(Y/N) do this, (Y/N) kill that person’. I am overdue for a fucking vacation.“ You mimic Manjiro’s voice, you mutter angrily while assembling your sniper rifle together.

It’s pitch-black outside and the cold wind of Natori blowing in your face on the roof of the high apartment building that you are currently located at, makes you shiver. The only noises are the distant sound of mild traffic and the clicking noises of the connecting parts of your rifle.

Right across from the building that you are on, your target, a man in his mid-forties, has not been paying back his debt for two months now. The waiting is getting on Manjiro’s last nerves, which is where you are playing your part.

As the new hitman or actually hitwoman of Manjiro, it’s your job to eliminate the targets he sends you, no matter who or what time it is.

The last time you disobeyed his orders, meaning you rather slept than killed the next victim, Kyōtani gave you a surprise visit. And a not so friendly one at that.

You may be a woman but the yakuza doesn’t care about gender. Meaning, you will get the treatment like everybody else who disobeyed orders from the boss.

Luckily for you though, Manjiro has a small liking towards you, even though you’ve only been working for him for about 3 months now.

After the previous hitman Yahaba got shot down by the police, Manjiro needed a new puppet.

Before you became a part of the yakuza, you were a local weapon safety instructor for a small gun range. One day, someone tried to rob your store while it was just you and two guys about your age. One of them had milk chocolate colored fluffy hair, along with beautiful hazelnut-colored eyes, that shined with mischief and arrogance. The other one had dark, spiked-up hair and when you had a peek into his eyes, it was like staring into a dark mysterious forest. Both men had a tall and muscular stature and were competing with their shooting and it certainly didn’t look like they did that for the first time.

The way the green-eyed guy was always hitting bullseye was kind of hot to be honest.

The two of them were just practicing their shots when all of sudden someone slammed the front door open from the gun range and was armed with a gun. It was a younger guy, perhaps in his early twenties, with dark blue hair and uneven bangs. He was almost shaking with fear when he was holding a small gun in his hand. Before anyone could react though, you always have your rifle underneath the desk for safety reasons and it just took one second for you to get a clean shot right through his heart. It was like your brain automated its action by itself.

Your customers didn’t even flinch or look disgusted by the dead body that was now pooling blood on the gray carpet in the entrance hall.

The steam of your rifle was visible to the eye and the two men just looked at each other with undefined looks. The one with the dark brown spiky hair stepped over the body and turned the corpse on its back with his boot.

“Goshiki.“ He says without looking up at his friend.

“Well. At least that’s one problem less on our list.“ The other one replies with a click on his tongue.

Both of them turn to look at each other and then turn back to you.

Their dangerous glints in their eyes are making you uncomfortable and you try to reach again for your rifle, only to stop in your tracks after hearing their words.

“Say pretty girl… you’re an amazing shot. Probably better than Iwa-chan right here.“

“Screw you, Shitty-kawa.“ The dark brunette snarls at him.

Ignoring his friend‘s words, he continues to stare at you with a flirty smile.

“So listen. Here’s the deal. That kid you just killed is one of our rival‘s gang members. Since you basically saved our lives and took away some of our work, I want to make you a deal.“

You squint your eyes at him in suspicion but listen to what he is offering.

“Go on.“

“Technically we can’t let you stay alive. Yannow, the whole ‘no witnesses’ and shit. Soooo. Since I am so generous and a great handsome looking guy who has a weakness for beautiful ladies who can handle guns really well-“

“Stop beating around the bush and just get out with it!” The guy named ‘Iwa-chan’ yells at him.

“As I was saying. We could use a new member of our ‘family’. Our recent sniper was shot down by those cop pigs and our boss has been dying to find someone new to take care of people that piss him off. So what do you say? You get to live and work for us and we spare your life.”

After hearing his words, you begin to think. On one hand, you have nothing to lose and you cherish your life. On the other hand, as soon as you join them, you will be constantly on the run, no more living your normal life in safety and comfort.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see the less friendly brunette slowly reach for his gun in his holster, in case you decide not to join them and to stick with the ‘no witnesses’.

Taking a deep breath in, you look at them with a serious look.

“Fine. I’ll join.”

@rukia-uchiha-98 @nerd-of-karasuno

Hello sweet cheeks 🙊🙊🙊

How's your day with me bugging you all the time 😂💃🏻

So I was wondering if you could write about meeting Kuroo, Iwazumi, Daichi and Akaashi for the first time, it can be before or after the time skip whatever makes you feel comfortable

Thank you in advance 🙈❤️

Don’t worry! You can never bug me 😂

I’ll gladly do that for you, I did Kuroo pre-timeskip and the others post-timeskip. I hope that’s okay. Enjoy! ❤️

You met the cheeky Middle Blocker Captain in high school. Precisely in one of the home rooms that you guys share together unknowingly.

Your teacher called you and Kuroo after class together, stating that your science grade is extremely bad and Kuroo’s grade in English is pretty much embarrassing to look at. But thankfully English is your best subject and Science is Kuroo’s.

So your annoying teacher put the two of you together, hoping that you can get each others grades up by studying together.

The two of you met up at the library the next afternoon after school, Kuroo being benched temporarily, until his grades improve.

The ravenette is a very attractive attentive teacher, explaining things to you so easily, that even a preschooler can understand it. He mixes humor and studying togther, mostly humor though.

Saying stupid chemistry jokes, making fun of other teachers and making you laugh uncontrollably by doing it.

Every time you would study together, Kuroo scooches closer to you each time with his chair.

He loves hearing your laugh, it’s the most beautiful thing he has heard in his 18 years of living.

After two months, Kuroo developed a big fat crush on you, not knowing you also started to feel the jiggles whenever you would see him at lunch in the cafeteria or in the hallway with his teammates from the volleyball club.

Kuroo started smiling a lot more and it doesn’t get unnoticed by his best friend.

The Nekoma team is on their way to the gym to go to practice when Kuroo spots you walking down the hall with one of your friends.

"Who’s that?" Kenma asks intrigued.

Kuroo keeps his hazelnut-colored eyes on you, as you walk down the hall with your friend and Kenma sees a gleam in his best friend’s eyes.

"Someone I will definitely want to get to know better and spend more time with."

The first time you met Iwaizumi Hajime, it was the day his kid got into trouble at school. His son, who is an exact replica of his father, stood up for a girl who got bullied by another boy. The little Iwaizumi boy warned the mean boy twice before he struck him down with a fist.

You as their home room teacher obviously had to call the parents, even if Isamu, the son of Hajime only did it to stand up for someone.

All the children have been picked up by their parents and you are just waiting in front of the school for Isamu’s father, who has a busy job but still has to talk to you about his son’s behavior.

When you met Isamu’s father, you weren’t prepared for a 6'1 man made out of pure muscle to show up in front of the school. His track suit had the volleyball logo and the Japanese flag on his front chest pocket and you have to pinch yourself to snap out of your drooling.

When Iwaizumi and you talked about Isamu’s behavior, the strict father scolded his son immediately but was also confused why he was violent towards a classmate because Isamu never strikes.

You assured him that Isamu stood up for a girl and that he won’t be punished for what he did and Iwaizumi feels his stomach doing small somersaults when he listens to your voice.

Thanking you for not punishing his son, Iwaizumi promises you that this won’t happen again.

With a blush and a smile on yours and the Athletic Trainer’s face, you part ways and the dark-brown haired man can’t help but be curious why his son was violent.

"Isamu, why did you punch that boy? I know I didn’t teach you to hit other kids even if they are mean." Hajime frowns at his 7 year-old.

"Uncle Tōru told me to ‘kick ass’ if someone is mean to someone else. He said I shouldn’t tell you or you will fly to Argentine and kick his." Isamu said nonchalantly while munching on his dumpling, walking beside his father to the car.

Iwaizumi can already feel his rage building up, thinking all sorts of ways how he can strangle Oikawa to teach his son this way to handle bullies.

When the Athletic Trainer remembers your kind face from just now, he can’t fight the smile that begins to grow on his face.

Maybe he will start picking his son up more often now, instead of sending Hanamaki or Matsukawa when he is too busy with work.

Funny enough, you met Daichi Sawamura when he was about to write you a speeding ticket.

You just got dumped by your ex via text message and to say you were furious about this cowardly way to break up with someone, is an understatement. (I got dumped once via text as a teen and I swear I wanted to set the world on fire)

So you were maybe driving a little bit over the speed limit, big deal.

What you didn’t expect though, is to have the hottest cop in town pulling you over for speeding.

You were so red in the face from anger, embarrassment and nervousness that Daichi honestly thought you were on drugs or something because you kept stammering when you talked.

You vented about the person that left you and Daichi listened intensely, hearing you out.

Luckily for you, he has a weakness for a beautiful messes like yourself.

He let you off with a warning, giving you a piece of paper anyway.

You’re about to crumble it up when you saw what he wrote down.

'Next time you’re thinking of speeding, don’t. Be safe and call me if you want to talk :) xxx-xxxx-xxxx'

Manga Editor Keiji Akaashi, the beautiful ravenette with the gorgeous blue eyes.

The two of you met at a coffee shop, while Akaashi needed to work some more on his deadline at work, he needed a good strong coffee to be able to stay awake.

Luckily, there’s a nearby store with the name ‘Night’s watch', a coffee shop who is only open at night.

Akaashi hasn’t tried that shop yet but according to some of the ravenette’s coworkers, it’s Game of Thrones themed.

When Akaashi enters the shop, he has to say he’s impressed with the interior design.

The room is decorated like an old tavern from the Middle Ages, some seats have sheep’s fur on them, the black stone walls decorated with swords from the show, some coats of arms of the House Targaryen, House Stark and House Baratheon.

It’s a cozy atmosphere and the drinks are not that expensive.

You were working as the barista that day and you were wearing the Hand of the King pin, meaning you are in charge of the shop if the owner is not in.

You are also kind forced to speak in Old English to costumers but thankfully you’re a literature student so it’s a piece of cake for you.

Akaashi thought you were incredibly charming and while you made his order ready, the two of you got to talk a little bit.

Funnily enough, you went to the same school but never crossed each other’s path.

Seems like Akaashi will drop by more, because it gave him some new ideas for manga tropes.