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ahiddenpath · 2 years ago

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I posted 856 times in 2022

That's 70 more posts than 2021!

133 posts created (16%)

723 posts reblogged (84%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@ahiddenpath

@liecomj

@sluggybasson107

@izumikoushiroweek

@valtren

I tagged 740 of my posts in 2022

Only 14% of my posts had no tags

#digimon - 102 posts

#koushiro izumi - 90 posts

#taichi yagami - 74 posts

#jyou kido - 67 posts

#yamato ishida - 63 posts

#digific - 61 posts

#sora takenouchi - 57 posts

#jou kido - 57 posts

#digimon fanfiction - 50 posts

#chosen children - 50 posts

Longest Tag: 129 characters

#i don't know the number of times i've explained to teenage interns that no one person will cure cancer or solve the energy crisis

My Top Posts in 2022:

SCREAMS IN KOUSHIRO

THE BOY!! IT HIM!!!! AND HE IS SO, SO FLUFFY!!! I GENUINELY CANNOT, I HAVE BEEN SITTING ON THIS DRAWING FOR MONTHS!

I just published the next Puits d’Amour chapter! You can read in on AO3 or FFN! IT’S GOT KOUSHIRO! IT’S GOT IORI, ALL GROWN UP! IT’S GOT EIMI! EVERYONE IS HERE, I AM LOSING IT!

Please give it a read, if you’re interested! I hope you have a great weekend!

59 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

Companion piece to the Mimi sitting pose. I’m hoping to do all the digigirls in sitting poses eventually. Made for @campdigimonth on chat/stream with the gang. I had a blast, thanks guys!

60 notes - Posted January 1, 2022

New Digimon Fanfic: Masks

Digiweek 2022 Day 7: Free Day

AO3/FFN

Summary: Following the events of Kizuna, the Chosen slowly lose their digimon partners, all while struggling to launch their adult lives. Takeru has been smiling through it all, but Yamato is beginning to sense that he needs more help than he lets on... A story exploring grief, seeking, giving, and accepting emotional support, and navigating the line between expressing what you're comfortable expressing and knowing when to seek help. Complete oneshot.

Ships: None/general, Characters: Takeru and Yamato, Status: Complete, Rating: general, Length: 9,000 words

Happy Odaiba Day! I’m celebrating with a brand new oneshot starring Takeru and Yamato (who came out hilariously STRONK in my drawing, I DIDN’T MEAN TO GO THAT HARD, lol! I was thinking he has to get fit to start his astronaut training, and suddenly he’s BUILT, sorry Yams). I’ve been wanting to explore how Takeru and Yamato present themselves- ie, is there a rift between their inner and outer worlds? If so, is that okay, or is it dishonest? How much transparency do we owe the world? I thought the topic was really interesting- but in the end, I think the story is ultimately about brotherhood and emotional support.

I wanted to give a huge thank you to the mods at @digiweek, and also to the entire digimon fandom! It’s been so amazing to see your wonderful work this week. I’m so pleased and proud to be a part of this community, thank you so very much for having me! I love you, and Happy Odaiba Day!

Edit: Sorry it’s blurry, I have no idea why Tumblr is like this, if you know how to fix that, please share <3 But it looks a lot better if you click the image :D

62 notes - Posted August 1, 2022

This is human Tentomon, he is my son and I love him. I haven’t had so much fun drawing something in ages. I love his vibes- absolute dork, but 100% confident. I cannot overstate my satisfaction xD

93 notes - Posted October 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Fic Launch: Puits d’Amour

I just launched my Yamato x Sora royalty/bakery AU! This gorgeous, stunning, amazing cover art is by @llamavillana! Thank you, I can’t begin to thank you enough! Llama has so much incredible art on her Tumblr, please check it out (have you seen this cutie cute cute Koushiro?!)! Can you even believe how soft this piece is?! And I adore the use of greenery. AND LOOK HOW PRINCELY YAMS IS AND HOW ADORABLE AND LOVELY SORA IS, I CANNOT!!!!!!

Read it on AO3 for stock images and art by me! It’s also on FFN!

Summary:

Yamato and his brother, Takeru, were born to royal parents from different countries, who wed to seal the peace between their warring nations. The brothers were sent to live in Autun, their mother's country, until coming of age- and now, Yamato is old enough to return to Hakone, his father's country, where he will one day rule. Displaced and missing his home and his brother, Yamato wanders into a café selling pastries he often ate in Autun... And meets Sora, a woman who exudes welcome and comfort. A bakery/royalty AU about finding your home and your path.

Main characters: Yamato, Sora, Jyou, Takeru, Mimi, but the entire Adventure/02 cast is included

The main couple is Yamato x Sora, but there are additional minor couples.

I wrote this for Nanowrimo 2021 and edited/made art for it during @campdigimonth! I plan to update every other week for... Well, for a while, as lots of content is ready to go! I’ve been working and sitting on this for three months, and I am so so SO excited to share it with you all! Please enjoy it, and let me know if you liked it! Thank you so much!

111 notes - Posted January 29, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #so many great memories this year #thanks for following me #love you!#sorato

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bokura-no-digital-world · 2 years ago

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Koushiro Week 2022 - Day 2: Adoption/Family

Days: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] Title: Embracing My Past Characters: Koushiro Izumi, Tentomon, Taichi Yagami, Yamato Ishida, Sora Takenouchi and Takeru Takaishi. Summary: Koushiro turns to Taichi, Yamato, Sora and Takeru for something he's wanted to do for a while. Koushiro happily opened the door of his apartment to Sora. Yamato, Takeru and Taichi were already there eating some snacks and drinking oolong tea. “Looks like I’m the last one to arrive.” She said as she looked at the three boys in his living room. “So what did you call us here for?” “There’s something I want to tell you.” Koushiro sat down on a chair and handed Takeru a picture. “Who are they?” He looked up after staring at it. “These aren’t your parents.” “They are.” “What?” “This is something I’ve been holding in for a few years. And lately I’ve been feeling the need to share it.” “Did you get to know them?” Sora asked while looking at the photo. “They were a very beautiful couple. I can see you look a lot like your father.” “My mother says the same thing.” “I’m sorry you didn’t get to spend time with your biological parents, Koushiro.” “It’s okay, really.” He gave them a reassuring smile. “I’m actually very blessed to have such lovingly and amazing parents.” “I’m sure they feel the same way about you.” She smiled and then gave the picture to Taichi. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but what happened to them?” “They died in a car accident when I was only a few years old. My biological father was my father’s cousin. My parents had lost a child when they adopted me.” “Wow…” Yamato pressed his hands together between his knees. “I had no idea.” “I was never comfortable telling this story until now.” “I’m glad you are now, though.” Sora smiled warmly. “I’m sure that must have been difficult for you.” “It has. There’s another reason why I told you this, however.” “What reason?” “My mother told me where they are buried and I want to go see them. I want to know if you all would like to go with me.” “Of course!” The girl was the first one to reply, and in an excited way. “You can count on me too.” Takeru quickly echoed his future sister-in-law. “Me too.” “Let’s do it.” “Thank you so much, guys. I was afraid you wouldn’t agree with it or try to convince me not to do it.” “We would never do that.” “I think it’s great that you want to visit your biological parents’ graves. I have no doubt your parents will be very proud of and happy for you.” “Thank you, Sora.” Koushiro said with a smile. “I think so too. Oh and by the way, we’re gonna have to take a small trip for that, since it’s in another city. Is that okay with you?” “It’s absolutely fine.” Taichi replied, looking at the other three people. “I’m always up for a road trip.” “Great. It’s not that far, so we can go and come back tomorrow. And I want to thank you for doing this with me.” “You don’t have to thank us, Koushiro. We’re flattered you turned to us for such an important moment of your life.”

Keep reading it on FFN or AO3

#izumikoushiroweek2022 #Koushiro Week 2022 #Koushiro Week #Koushiro Izumi #Tentomon #Taichi Yagami #Yamato Ishida #Sora Takenouchi #Takeru Takaishi #Digimon #Fanfic #Fanfiction

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stuckinthewrongworld · 2 years ago

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DigiWeek Day 5: Crossover

I always pictured my Digimon fanfic taking place in the Adventure/ 02 world. I would love for my characters to me some of the international DigiDestined that the main cast meets on their travels. I wanted to do the 02 characters as well, but I ran out of room and time.

#digiweek 2022 #digiweek #digimon #digimon adventure #digimon adventure 02 #digidestined #digidestined oc #tamersona week #taichi yagami #hikari yagami #takeru takaishi #yamato ishida #sora takenouchi #mimi tachikawa #jyou kido #izumi koushiro

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hinagamoizaf · 2 years ago

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Hikari Week Day 4 : Friends and Family

Fanfic Title : She moves the same way stars dance in the night Rating : Teen & Up Tags & Themes : Royalty & Princess AU, Nobility AU, Star-crossed Lovers, Reincarnation AU, Arranged Marriage, Childhood Friends to Lovers Characters : Princess Hikari Yagami, Lord Yamato Ishida, Lady Miyako Inoue, Crown Prince Taichi Yagami, Sir Koushiro Izumi Relationship(s) : Yakari/Yamakari Status : On-going, Chapter 9/? Chapter 9: Two ends of the same thread On opposite ends of the same dining table, but I can’t stomach the meal laid out before me, and he shows no signs of eating either. “I’m sure you’ve worked up an appetite,” Count Ishida comments, “ Princess .” From him, it sounds insincere. “It’s safe to eat,” he insists. “I don’t doubt that,” I remark, “Because if you had poisoned me, that would foil your plans.”When I stare long enough at the table, I can make out harsh carvings and indents made. It doesn't take long for me to realise dried blood has been spilled here, but it's been so long that it blends in with the wood and dark hues. I rise from my seat, the painfully awkward sound of my chair moving fills the empty yet elaborate room. Count Ishida’s ocean-blue eyes follow me as I approach the floor-to-ceiling window, focusing on the cloudy night. “You’re not afraid of me?” he asks. “What reason do I need to be afraid of you?” I question back. “You know the kind of monster I am. If the fables continue in your generation, you know what I can do.” All this time, I’ve been watching my reflection in the window. As the fables say, his reflection doesn’t appear next to mine. “But that’s the key word, Count, ‘can’,” I face him once more, and I meet the vampire who shares the face and name of my Lord Ishida. “And I know in any lifetime we’re in, the only way Yamato can strike fear into me is by staying true to his position as a nobleman of the Ishida family .” Count Ishida gets up from his own seat, making his way toward me. The bats that have been hanging above us flutter wildly about, the wolf and cat nestled near the fireplace open their glowing eyes. Count Ishida stretches out his arm, his hand cupping my face. Just as his fingers curl and I sigh into his grip, I shut my eyes. When I open them, I find Lord Ishida watching over me with worried eyes. I look around us, we’re back in the forest with our blades laid down and our horses tied to tree trunks. “Lord Ishida,” I say first, smiling tenderly at him. My hand reaches for his, locking our fingers and bringing them away from my face. “Your Highness,what can I do for you?” he asks with utmost remorse, as if he had a hand in what just happened. My arm drops with our joint hands still connected, composing myself as the wind carries with it dead leaves and the whispers of the coming night. “Tell my brother the three of us are having dinner tonight. The jousting tournament for Prince Sora’s ‘entertainment’ will have another participant.” (Late Evening) “Hikari’s right,” my brother swings his butter knife around, “Quit your job as the sword-training mentor and polish up on your culinary skills.” “Then who are you going to show off during the jousting tournament?” Lord Ishida retorts, reaching over to lower Taichi’s swinging hand, “You’ll poke someone’s eye out.” “All the more reason for me to join the tournament,” I jest while closing my eyes, tired from today’s events. When I open them once more, I find another fork slowly reaching for my plate. I swab my brother’s hand away. “You’ve had your share of potatoes,” I scold. “What kind of princess and nobleman bullies their future king?” Taichi grumbles. “If you can’t behave at the dinner table, I fear for our country’s future,” Lord Ishida gives in and shares the remainder of his potatoes with my brother. “Your Highness,” Lady Miyako calls from the other end of the room, completely ignoring the daggers Lord Ishida is throwing at her, “A man is asking for an audience with you.” “Can it wait?” I ask with gentle eyes, signaling with them. She simply gestures with her palm up, and waves at the corridor. “Her Highness will finish her meal first,” Lord Ishida insists, I lower my hand beneath the table and find his shaking fist. “I’ll be done quickly,” I promise, and our dinner plans are cut short. As I excuse myself and am being escorted out of the room, I faintly hear my brother whisper to Lord Ishida. “It’s going to be worse when she’s actually married,” he says with regret. Even if he’s the Crown Prince, I know it wasn’t Taichi’s first choice to marry me off. We find ourselves back in my brother’s study, with Prince Sora’s visiting attendee standing upright and with a smile. Continue reading the full fic on AO3!

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patamon · 2 years ago

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Happy Koushiro Izumi Week! - October 3rd - 9th, 2022 [Digimon Adventures - Chosen Profiles]

#Digimon #digimon adventure #izumikoushiroweek2022 #digigifs #digigraphic #digimonedit #Koushiro Izumi #Breegifs #chosenprofiles

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higuchimon · 2 years ago

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[fanfic] Under The Gloves

Gloves weren’t just a fashion statement. Not only could they keep one’s hands warm and dry in bad weather, but they prevented unwanted skin contact - and in a world where touching someone could reveal if said person was or wasn’t one’s soulmate, not everyone wanted skin contact with just anyone. With family members it was fine - with extremely rare exceptions that very few spoke about - but when it came to other people, well, Yamato found himself very glad of his gloves on a regular basis.

Not that he was one to touch people very much even if that hadn’t been an issue. He avoided people whenever he could; he usually had too much to do to worry about people anyway.

I don’t want a soulmate anyway, he told himself on a regular basis. What would he even do with one? It was all he could do to keep himself and his dad taken care of. Plus, his parents hadn’t been soulmates and they’d - managed, for a while, at least. Neither of them seemed interested in finding anyone else, so if they even had soulmates, they didn’t know about it.

So he decided as young as possible that he didn’t want to bother with a soulmate. He hadn’t even decided if he wanted to date at all. What would it do for him? There wasn’t anyone who even interested him. Most people had a tendency to annoy him more than they didn’t.

Which was one reason when he found himself in an entirely different world with a strange creature all but attached to him and a bunch of other kids, including his brother, Yamato wanted to facepalm until he broke something. Exactly what, he wasn’t sure. Just something.

At least no one seemed eager to grab onto anyone else where skin could touch. Not that touch didn’t happen - especially when it came to Taichi. The two of them ended up exchanging blows as much as they did words and sharing bits of dinner - Taichi would and did eat pretty much everything, and Yamato wondered about his taste buds and what he’d done to them.

But at least Taichi listened when Yamato did his best to teach him the basics of cooking. Sometimes. Mostly. When he wasn’t getting distracted by something else and running off to deal with that. Which happened quite a bit more than Yamato would have wanted it to.

“Stir it like this,” he instructed one evening. They’d happened upon an unexpected bounty of ingredients and Yamato wanted to make one of his favorite dishes. There was enough there for all of them once put together, Digimon included, and as much as Yamato hadn’t wanted to actually like people, he found himself doing so regardless. That meant they got food.

He didn’t want to hear hungry stomachs rumbling, he told himself, watching as Taichi stirred the pot. He wasn’t sure if they should trust everything around here, but all the Digimon assured their partners that there wasn’t anyone else around. Not a hint of other Digimon or humans. Yamato wasn’t going to turn down the chance to have a decent meal.

Taichi stirred, staring down at the pot, but Yamato could already see his attention starting to flick to the sides. Jou was meant to have first turn on guard duty while Taichi and Yamato dealt with dinner, Koushiro got caught up on getting information sorted, and Mimi and Sora gathered more firewood and any other fruit they might find in the trees. Takeru was already half-asleep underneath a tree, Gabumon and Patamon snuggled up close to him.

So for right now, it was just the two of them here, and Taichi’s attention kept wandering off. Yamato growled lightly and shook his head.

“Watch what you’re doing. You don’t want to burn your gloves.” Or any other part of him, but Yamato refused to think about that. Injuries didn’t seem as bad in this weird world as they were back home, but better safe than sorry. They certainly got as hungry as they did back home, if not more so.

Taichi scrunched his nose. “I’ve got more gloves. Mom always made sure we had plenty.”

Yamato crossed his arms and stared down at the brunet. “You have more gloves at home. We’re not at home. You don’t have more here. No burning.”

“What, are you afraid I might find a soulmate?” Taichi grinned up at him, eyes glittering in the starlight and firelight. “Would it be that scary?”

Yamato pressed his lips together and looked away. “That’s not the point.” He really didn’t want to get into this, especially not with Taichi.

“Oh, come on. Don’t you think that’s more of an old story than anything else? We’ve got real weird things going on and you want to be afraid of touching someone else just because you and they might be soulmates?” Taichi scoffed at the whole idea. “I’ve touched people before and nothing happened!”

Yamato heaved a sigh. “Because they weren’t your soulmate. It only happens when the people are right.” His dad had explained this to him many times, and advised that it was a good idea not to rush into any sort of relationships. So far Yamato agreed with him.

Taichi kept on stirring. Yamato could tell that by the sound. He wasn’t ready to look at him right now. He’d never met someone who considered the possibility of a soulmate - someone you’d be bound to in some fashion for a whole lifetime - so trivial. Who treated it like a joke.

“What if it were you?” Taichi laughed again and Yamato’s shoulders tensed. “Oh, come on. I dare you. What’s it going to hurt if we hold hands and nothing happens?”

What if we do and it does? Yamato wanted to snap and held the words back by sheer force of will only. Taichi stopped stirring - which wasn’t so bad, the food was almost done - and moved closer.

“Are you afraid?” Taichi teased in just that way that got right up Yamato’s back. He whirled around, eyes flashing.

“I’m not afraid of touching you - I just think I’m going to need to scrub up afterwards and I don’t know if we’re going to have enough hot water,” Yamato snapped. “But if it’s going to shut you up, then here!”

He stripped his glove off in a second and slammed his palm onto Taichi’s as soon as the brunet had his own off. For a few seconds nothing happened, and he could see Taichi about to say something else, probably something involving how it had been just like he’d said, nothing at all.

But then - everything was different. A rush of energy swept through the two of them. Yamato could see Taichi’s eyes widen and his own did as well. It was harder to breathe and he shuddered, fingers tightening around Taichi’s. He didn’t want to let go. Letting go meant he wouldn’t be touching Taichi anymore. He couldn’t let go. He couldn’t let that happen.

Taichi felt the same way. Yamato knew it. He wasn’t sure of everything Taichi felt right now, but he knew that as much as he knew what he himself felt.

“Big brother?” It was Takeru. He stood there staring at them, drawn in by the scent of food and the fact the two of them were just staring at each other while hand in hand. “Is everything all right?”

Yamato forced himself to pull his hand away from Taichi’s and yanked his glove back on. “Yeah. Fine. Everything’s fine.”

Takeru stared harder at the two of them, then broke out into a wide smile. “You two are soulmates!”

“Is that so?” Mimi piped up as she and Sora entered the clearing they’d set up camp in. “That’s adorable!”

Yamato pressed his lips together and took a few steps back to the fire to check on dinner. Once the first rush had passed, he could think better about all of this. He wasn’t even sure what to think about it. He’d never wanted a soulmate. He certainly hadn’t ever wanted Taichi as one.

But that was what he had to deal with. Someone out there would have to answer to this. And even worse, he’d have to put up with Taichi.

He smiled a little, though, as he looked back at Taichi. Now that he thought about it, there was only one thing to say.

“I told you so.”

The End

Notes: Now imagine what could happen when Ken and Daisuke first touch…

#fanfic #higuchimon writes #digimon #digimon adventure #taichiyamatoweek2022 #taichi x yamato #yamato x taichi

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dutchforstrangers · 2 years ago

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Lynn writes Digimon - 2022 Masterlist [in progress]

Sora Takenouchi appreciation week | March 20th - March 26th

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Taichi Yagami appreciation week | May 15th - May 21st

x x x

Taiora 2022 monthly events | February - December 2022

[A loving reminder | February: Valentine's Day] [Blossoming hearts | April: Hanami] [Alive | May: Rainy month]

Taiora week 2022 | ???

In progress

x x x

Astrology headcanon birthday fics continuation | [x]

[Coffee for the soul | Sora Takenouchi - 21st of March] [... | Jyou Kido - 11th of May In progress]

x x x

Requests and other events

[Treasure | requested by Eve | Taiora x Koushiro x Yamato] [Snow in August | for Digiweek 2022 Day 7 and Odaiba Mermorial Day | POV: Taichi]

x x x

Sway with me - Taiora & Koukari multi chapter | [AO3] [FF.net]

Chapter 3: Just dance partners [AO3 / FF.net]

x x x

Here with you - multichapter, Taichi and Sora centered

Chapter 1: Prologue [In progress]

#Digimon fanfiction by DFS #Digimon fanfiction #fanfiction #masterpost #sora takenouchi #taichi yagami #taiora #taichi x sora #tai x sora #koukari #tai kamiya

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taikouvember · 5 months ago

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Taikouvember 2024 - Rules & FAQ

Even though most of the general rules for the week were already written down in the Event Announcement Post, we would still like to specify some of our Do’s and Don’t’s to make sure Taikouvember will turn out amazingly for everyone involved!

Do's & Recommendations

The event goes from November 4th to November 10th. There are prompts for every single day - this time, they refer to the Crests of the other Chosen Children.

Interpret the prompts as you like, you can find some helpful tips in our Prompt Guideline. You may submit as many entries for each prompt as you like.

If this year's prompts are not to your liking, feel free to use the prompts used for the 2022 and 2023 events as well.

Every kind of entry will be allowed: Fanfiction, Drabbles, Poems, Fanart, Comics, Sketches, Doodles, Music, Playlists, Music Videos, Picture Sets, Edits, Gifsets, Meta, etc.

You can of course decide which series or medium you want to focus on: Digimon Adventure, Digimon Adventure 02, all corresponding movies, Digimon Adventure Tri, Digimon Adventure Last Evolution: Kizuna, Digimon Adventure 02 The Beginning, Digimon Adventure: The 2020 Reboot, games, manhuas, audio dramas, novels, the stageplay, etc.

You are free to choose how to interpret the relationship of Taikou - whether that's romantic or platonic is completely up to you!

Other canon characters are allowed to be included, as long as the entries contain the original ship Taikou, the original characters, Taichi Yagami and Koushiro Izumi, and/or in extension, their partners, Agumon and Tentomon. You can also include multi-/polyships, OT3s, OT4s, etc. as long as they contain Taikou.

Crossovers, Alternate Universes (AUs) or Own Characters (OCs) are allowed, as long as the entries contain the original ship.

When posting your entries, please make sure to @ us directly as @taikouvember in the entry post or use the following tags: #taikouvember2024, #taikouvember 2024, #taikouvember. You can also submit your posts directly to our blog.

We will search the different ship tags (#taikou, #koutai, #taishiro, #taishirou, #taichi x koushiro, #taichi x koushirou) for your entries too, so regardless of what spelling you use, we will try our best to find it. Late entries beyond Taikouvember are perfectly fine, we will search the ship tags until at least the end of November. If we missed your entry, please contact us directly!

Old content may be reblogged by using our handle @taikouvember, so we can find it or you can send us content you would like us to reblog for consideration. We highly encourage creating new content though!

Don't's & Restrictions

Do not post any ship or character bashing/hate concerning any other Digimon ships/characters. It will not be reblogged.

Only post your own content, art theft etc. will not be tolerated. This includes the use of AI technology. AI art may only be reblogged if it is tagged/marked explicitly as such and doesn't blatantly copy other people's work.

Not Safe For Work (NSFW) content may be submitted in moderation and in line with tumblr's guidelines, but only if it is hidden under "Read Mores". Any kind of adult themes and triggers need to be tagged accordingly. Please understand that we may not reblog explicit, disturbing or any kind of discriminating content.

We're excited to see what you'll have in mind. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact us directly! Have fun!

#taikouvember #taikouvember 2024 #taikouvember2024 #taikou #koutai #taishirou #taishiro #digimon events #faq #rules #taichi yagami #koushirou izumi #koushiro izumi #tai kamiya #izzy izumi

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izumikoushiroweek · 1 year ago

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Koushiro Izumi Week 2023 Prompts

Koushiro week aims to offer flexibility and a variety of prompts, so that fans with different talents and amounts of free time can participate! This year, Koushiro and Tentomon took care to include folks who prefer to chat about their fandom experience or write short essays, as well as explicitly welcoming fans of Izzy <3

Entrants are free to select among the prompts on any day, or treat every day as a free day! You can post as many or as few times as you choose.

There is only one day with a set theme. Saturday October 14th will be Reblog Day! Entrants are encouraged to reblog their Koushiro and Tentomon content on that day, but please only reblog items that are not already on the Koushiro Week archive. I will make a special post on reblog day honoring our beautiful archive! Let’s share the Koushiro and Tentomon love, even if we are busy!

Event tag: izumikoushiroweek2023

Please find the prompts beneath the cut!

New Prompts for 2023

Crest of Knowledge What does the crest of knowledge mean to you? What do you think it means to Koushiro and Tentomon? How about the people who love them?

It's lonely at the top What is it like to be an outlier? Over the course of Adventure, Koushiro learns to use his gift to connect to others, rather than as a means to cope with lack of connection. This is beautiful, but still, being an outlier has to… complicate things. Do you think classmates or coworkers resent him and his success? Koushiro launches a business after high school. What is it like to have people relying on him for their livelihoods at such a young age? Do his older employees balk at having someone so young above them? Does he feel that he's missing out on higher education and fun college activities?

What are your Koushiro headcanons?

Alternate Universe Do you have any AU Koushiro designs? Alternate haircuts? Show us your wildest Koushiro dreams, from mermaids to crossovers to epic fantasy!

Koushiro the mentor

Koushiro often takes on the role of mentor. He's a member of both the Adventure and the 02 teams and works hard to support everyone. Show us Koushiro offering support to the Chosen: younger, older, or both! Explore his unique role and what it means to him. Does he enjoy sharing knowledge? Does he want to remain as involved as possible with the Digital World, even when the 02 crew takes over? So many Koushiros!

What is your favorite iteration of Koushiro? Adventure, 02, Tri, Kizuna, the reboot, the movies? Izzy and the various Koushiro dub iterations?

What is your favorite canon Koushiro outfit?

Show us a screenshot or draw it!

What is your favorite Koushiro or Izzy quote? How about Tentomon?

Screenshots/illustrations are encouraged, but not required.

Koushiro and Tentomon Screencap redraw

Koushiro memes!

Koushiro is Extremely Online, the boy has seen a meme in his day. Invent a Koushiro meme, or place him in an existing one! What memes do you think Koushiro would like?

Do you relate to Koushiro?

How so? Alternatively, what do you love about him and Tentomon?

What is something you wish we saw happen for Koushiro in canon?

I know we all have wish lists! Share yours!

Koushiro interacting with his parents I cannot get enough of the Izumis!

Prodigious!

What is your favorite prodigious moment? What do you love about Izzy? What are your thoughts about Koushiro vs Izzy?

Emotion As Koushiro grows more confident, perhaps he begins expressing his feelings more. Does he see this as a good thing (growth, trust that he is allowed to show how he feels), or regression (why can't I control myself like I used to)? How does Koushiro feel about personal expression and his emotions?

2022 Prompts

Feel free to use prompts from last year, or to re-interpret and explore ones you already used!

Koushiro and Tentomon

Wanna try your take on the classic Koushiro and Tentomon hug in the trolley? Or show us the boys being adorable, living their best lives together? The Koushiro and Tentomon relationship is so sweet, there is so much to explore here!

Adoption/family

Koushiro tells his friends about the adoption, visits the graves of his biological parents, meets his first ever biological relative when he has his daughter, spends time with his parents, etc. Also, Tentomon absolutely sobbing when he meets Koushiro’s kids, lol!

Friends/life outside of the Chosen

We don’t see much of Koushiro’s personal life throughout the Adventure content. What does this boy get up to? Who are his friends, both local and spread over the world? What are his hobbies? We know Koushiro is an incredible researcher/tech expert, but he is also a normal kiddo.

Confidence/the Chosen love you for you/everyone loves Koushiro

Koushiro struggles with self worth and confidence over Adventure. We see him find his way as the Digimon Tech Expert, but we know he’s so much more than that! Let’s explore Koushiro realizing that he’s needed and valued beyond his skills, and that he doesn’t need to be helpful to connect to and be loved by others- and that he very much is loved.

Confiding

Koushiro doesn’t discuss his personal life onscreen during Adventure, except to Tentomon and his parents. It would be amazing to explore him confiding in his friends.

Casual

Koushiro tries to speak more casually to his friends- this is inspired by this post.

Koushiro as the head of Chosen information/Koushiro’s company

What does Koushiro get up to in his company in Kizuna? How is he funding global Chosen activity and also researching and also having a life? How does he juggle everything? Does everyone look up to the guy who is making sure the global Chosen have the resources and information they need to operate? Are his friends concerned?

Plz help

Koushiro needs help, and the others rise up- whether he asks them to or not, lol! Maybe he’s stressed by work, juggling too much, or just in a research vortex and hasn’t come up for air in a while. Maybe a Chosen convinces him to lean on them and take a break. Or maybe someone pushes him to do “something fun,” and shenanigans ensue! Maybe Tentomon secretly calls the Chosen when Koushiro enters a Work Vortex or seems down.

Oolong tea

A classic, lol!

FASHUN

Koushiro explores fashion and style! Show us your best Koushiro Disaster Kouture ™, or show him growing out of that stage and settling into what you imagine his style might become. Does all the screen time result in glasses someday?

Eyebrows

Show us a range of Koushiro facial expressions! Dem brows are there for a reason >:3

Assistant Tentomon

Tentomon the mighty, making sure Koushiro remembers to Human (eat, sleep, call friends, etc). Tentomon, acting as Koushiro’s secretary/assistant. Tentomon learning how to research on his own! Tentomon sending an SOS when Koushiro needs some help, but is too polite to reach out.

Mochimon

HIM CUTE! HIM ROUND! SHOW US HIM!

Koushiro and Bugs

Koushiro sipping from a ladybug mug, Koushiro being gifted ladybug items, Koushiro finding ladybugs or beetles and thinking of Tentomon, Koushiro taking a bug outside when someone else wants to squish it, Koushiro casually revealing that he has an encyclopedic knowledge of beetles for Reasons.

Computer Club President Koushiro

Koushiro was the computer club president in 02 (hopefully this is true of both the English dub and original Japanese)! That would be so cute to explore!

Koushiro Playing Violin

Inspired by this.

#izumikoushiroweek2023 #koushiro izumi #tentomon #digimon #digievents #prompts

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age doesn’t matter (i’ll always be crazy for you)

header by: @/earlgreymon

“You can’t just turn back time.”

“Why not?”

- 13 going on 30

here’s my february entry for my own challenge + mimato 2022 february! this one is a little longer than i expected but i think i like it! it took me a few days of the last week of the month and i’m glad i was able to make it before the day ends (here).

so again, this is part of the it’s just like in the movies series, and obviously a mimato fic. let’s go!

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it’s just like in the movies masterlist

For Yamato, life was pretty good. Above-average grades, bassist and main vocals in a band, and a good set of friends.

But for his best friend Mimi, life was…just okay.

She had average grades, she was not part of a band despite Yamato encouraging her to share her voice, and a few friends. But that was fine by her. She knew Yamato’s other group was not the best, but at least she was sure that hers were honest and liked her for who she was.

She had tried telling Yamato about his side, even his younger brother Takeru agreed with her. But he would not have it. She gave up at some point, at least he still hung out with her. What would she do if her childhood and best friend stopped talking to her? Although he was a year older, he did not treat her as if she was a kid.

“Are you going to the gig?” he asked, leaning on her desk.

Mimi sighed. “I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know, of course you’re going.”

She pouted. “It’s Valentine’s Day.”

“So?”

“There’s going to be a crowd,” she replied. “And they’re each bringing their own dates, which is twice the crowd.”

Yamato snorted. “I’ll save you front row seats.”

Mimi thought for a while. “On the house?”

He smirked.

“Okay, I’m going.”

He grinned. “Great!” He stood up straight and began to walk away. “I’ve got practice, I’ll see you later.”

She brought her hand and gave it a slight wave. When he had disappeared, her friend Koushiro replaced him. “Taichi and Sora are waiting for us outside,” he said. “Or are you going to wait for him?”

She looked at Koushiro then at the door. “No, let’s go.”

It was not unusual for her and Yamato to head home together. After all, they were next-door neighbors. However, it was getting rarer and rarer. With him having band practice and hanging out with his friends, she would find herself either going home alone or with her other smaller group.

When she arrived home that day, she peeped out her window, splitting the blinds with her two fingers, and looked for any signs of Yamato. Albeit she knew that he was still practicing, it was sort of a habit of hers now. When she first started going home without him, she would take a peek to see if he had arrived home, she was excited to know what had been going on with him.

Unfortunately, often he would come home too late and she would be too tired to talk. So she stopped waiting. Well, that was what she would say to herself.

When she saw no signs of him, she walked away from the window and flopped on her bed. Grabbing a magazine from her floor, she flipped through it before pausing at a headline.

“Thirty, flirty, and thriving,” she murmured. “Hm.” She scanned the cover and found attractive women, seeming to be in their thirties, who had their own little story to share. She twisted the magazine sideways and down before throwing it back down on the floor. “If only.”

Later that night, after dinner and back in her room, Mimi heard Yamato’s voice. He was talking to someone and laughing at what the other person had said. She frowned before shaking her head. She pulled up her blanket, turned off her lamp, and closed her eyes.

Valentine’s Day had arrived and Mimi tried her best to push her way to the front of the bar where the mini-stage was. When she finally reached it, she let out a sigh of relief as she sat down.

“Hey, you made it!” Yamato grinned while he approached her. “Are you doing okay?”

She nodded. “Big crowd,” is all she said.

“Yeah.” He nodded as he scanned the place. “Hey.” She looked up at him as he took out his phone and focused it on her. “Smile.”

Mimi giggled and did as she was told.

Yamato had a knack for taking pictures of her. It all started when she admitted that she liked cameras, she loved cameras. Because they help keep fond memories together. Yamato surprised her once, with a small, colorful camera. She was the first one he ever took a picture of…and so far the only.

“I’ll be up in a bit. Need anything?”

She shook her head. “I’m good.”

He smiled. “Come backstage for me after the show.”

“Would they let me in?”

He chuckled and then leaned down and whispered, “The password is ‘harmonica’.”

She let out a soft laugh. “Okay.”

The show was great. The band was getting better and better, she had to admit. Yamato was the best among them all and she was proud to have him as a best friend. She grinned the whole way through the gig, feeling very, very proud.

When it was done, she took a few minutes to allow the crowd to disperse before walking to the back. The security had held her back but when she used the word “harmonica”, she was surprisingly let in. She found Yamato chatting with a girl, she did not know her so she probably was not from school. What surprised her though, was when he leaned down and kissed her.

Mimi did not know what was happening. One minute she was standing backstage. Next, she was on a bench underneath an oak tree. She replayed the scene over and over again, taking deep breaths as she did. Her hands gripped the edge of her skirt and she suddenly began to sniffle.

What was happening to her?

She sobbed. If she was more than who she was now, would he notice her?

Oh no. She wanted Yamato to notice her. Oh no.

She shook her head. Remembering the magazine she had flipped through a few days ago, she wished to become like one of those successful women. She needed to be one of those successful women.

“Thirty, flirty, and thriving. Thirty, flirty, and thriving,” she chanted as the wind became stronger and stronger. Continuing her mantra even with tears and quivering lips, she hugged herself. “Thirty, flirty, and thriving. Thirty, flirting, and thriving….”

And again, she found herself in a place she did not know where.

She stared at the ceiling. That was not her ceiling. The bed she was lying on was too comfy. And there was a man sleeping beside her.

She froze. There was a man sleeping beside her.

She slowly pushed herself up from the bed, careful not to wake up her companion, whoever he was. Thankfully, she was fully clothed, as was the man. There were glasses on his bedside table and she wondered if she knew anyone wearing them.

“Um…hello?”

He did not budge.

She poked him. “Hello?”

Again, no movement.

She frowned and finally shook him. “Hello!”

The man jerked away and turned around to face her. “It’s still so early, Mimi.”

“Early?” she wondered. She looked around and found an alarm clock on her side table. It was 10:34 A.M. on a Thursday. “I’m late for school!”

The man sat up and rubbed his eyes. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s ten-thirty on a Thursday, my attendance record is ruined!”

The man looked at her quizzically. He grabbed his glasses and put them on. “It’s too early for jokes, Mimi.”

“I’m not—wait, I don’t even know who you are! Who are you? I don’t know where I am! Where am I?”

The man sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, his glasses hanging by the tips. “I’m not in the mood for jokes, Mimi.” He stood up from the bed and headed out of the room.

It was then that Mimi became terrified. What was happening? She looked down. She was still in her body but were those…did she have boobs now? Her eyes widened. “No way.” She turned her head left and right and found a full-body mirror nearby the window. Scrabbling off of the bed and running to the mirror…she nearly screamed, or maybe faint, whichever, at what she saw.

It was her. Definitely her. Just taller. Looked a little older. And with boobs.

She looked around the room. “This is a dream,” she murmured. She dashed out the room, barefoot, and inspected the whole place. It was obviously an expensive flat. Were her parents here, too?

“Mama! Papa!” she called. “Mama! Papa!”

A door opened and out came the man looking less sleepy. “Why are you calling for your parents?”

“Aren’t they here?”

“You’re acting really weird, Mimi.”

“Stop calling me by my name! I don’t even know who you are!”

The man groaned. “I’m going to prepare for work.”

‘He didn’t answer me!’

She was just about to march towards the man again when a phone rang. She recognized the ringtone. So she knew it was hers. It was loud and ringing but she had no idea where it was.

“Mimi!” the man shouted.

“I’m looking!” she shouted back.

She did her best to follow the ringing and she found the phone on the couch. She looked down at the caller and saw Hikari Yagami on the ID. She grinned and then answered. “Hikari!”

“Oh, good morning, Mimi. I’m sorry to call so early but—”

“What’s happening?” Mimi demanded.

“Um. Your meet and greet session was moved to one P.M. rather than its later schedule, and a song re-recording, too. But you’re free the rest of the day.”

“Hikari! Do you know what’s happening?”

“I…what do you mean?”

“Can I see you now?”

“Of course. Would you like to meet at the office?”

“I don’t know where I am.”

“I don’t understand….”

“I don’t know where I am,” she repeated.

Hikari stayed silent. “Maybe I should come to you.”

“Good. Great. Good idea.” She sighed in relief. “Please hurry.”

“I’ll do my best.”

Even though it only took half an hour, Mimi felt as if she was waiting for thirty years. The man was still inside the room and so she could not get changed and was instead pacing by the door.

Finally, a knock and she opened the door all too quickly.

“You know better than to open the door without looking, Mimi,” Hikari deadpanned as she entered.

“Sorry,” Mimi said with a nervous chuckle. Once she had closed the door, Hikari was already in the living room. “Hikari.”

“Are you okay, Mimi?” Hikari asked once she had settled down on the couch. Mimi followed and sat close to her. “You seem out of it. And you aren’t…dressed.”

“I am out of it,” Mimi replied. “I don’t know what’s happening.”

“That’s alright. It was a pretty late night when we brought you home. What don’t you remember?”

“Everything!” Mimi nearly yelled. “One minute I was in a park, the next thing I knew I was waking up with a man beside me! And I look much older!”

Hikari cocked her head. “But we didn’t go to the park. And Jyou stayed over to tuck you in properly. And you don’t look any older to me.” She squinted. “You’re perfect, as always.”

Mimi pursed her lips. “Hikari,” she said quietly. “I think my wish came true.”

“What wish?”

Mimi sighed and whispered, “Thirty, flirty, and thriving.” But Hikari heard her clearly as she raised an eyebrow. “I saw it in a magazine a few days ago and…,” she trailed off. “I wished it after I saw…well, it’s embarrassing really.”

Hikari smiled. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

Mimi shook her head. “What is happening, Hikari?”

Hikari stayed quiet, she looked as if she was thinking. “I’m still confused. I don’t know what’s really happening to you. Could you start from the beginning?”

And so Mimi did. She repeated the magazine slogan and recalled what had happened the night before…or whenever that was. When she had finished, her head was bowed down, a frown on her face. She waited for Hikari to laugh or tell her that she was losing her mind, but she heard nothing. She looked up and saw her biting her bottom lip.

“So that’s how it is,” she said.

Mimi nodded.

They were silent until a door closed and she looked up to see the man, whom she remembered Hikari saying was Jyou, stepped out and walked over to her. He nodded at Hikari and greeted her. “You’re here early.”

“Mimi needed some help.”

“Oh. Well, that makes sense. She’s been acting a little weird this whole morning.” Jyou shrugged and kissed Mimi’s forehead when he was close rough, making the girl blush. “I’ll see you, okay. I’m not sure if I can stay over tonight.”

“Um…uh…well….” She did not know what to say. She turned to Hikari for help, the younger girl nodded slowly as if telling her to keep up the charade. Mimi cleared her throat. “Yeah, sure. That’s fine. I’ll see you.”

Jyou lowered his head and kissed her, making her jerk slightly, surprised. When he had stood up straight, he waved goodbye, and headed out the door. When he closed it from the outside, Mimi whined. “That was my first kiss!”

Hikari smiled, looking amused. “I’m sorry he stole it.”

“And I don’t even know who he is!”

“That’s Jyou Kido. He’s supposed to be your boyfriend. He’s a very successful doctor. You met when you had a bad accident on stage.” She tilted her head. “But…I think you’ve always liked someone else.”

Mimi looked at her. “I don’t know what you mean.”

Hikari shook her head. “So, where do you want to start.”

It turns out, Mimi was now a successful singer. She had begun singing when she reached high school, finally succumbing to the pressure of her family and friends cheering for her to share her voice. She ended up enjoying it and was discovered by a producer. She remained friends with Taichi, Hikari’s older brother, Sora, and Koushiro. Hikari had become her PA, which Mimi wondered about knowing that she had always wanted to become a teacher. Hikari had married Takeru, Yamato’s younger brother. Which led to the question she had dreaded.

“What about…Yamato? He’s your brother-in-law now, right?”

Hikari cast her eyes down. “You two…just drifted apart.”

“Oh,” was all Mimi could say. Hikari looked back at her. “What’s he doing now? Is he still part of a band?”

Hikari shook her head. “No. He stopped playing. He still has his harmonica, but he’s now a photographer.”

“Photographer?” Mimi asked in surprise. “Why?”

Hikari shrugged. “He suddenly found a new love for it. He’s very good at it, too. You should see his works. I mean, you’ve seen them but why not see it now?”

But Mimi was not thinking about his photos. Instead, she was wondering why she and Yamato had fallen apart. What had happened? Did she do anything wrong? Did he do anything wrong? ‘There’s got to be some explanation.’ She returned to listening to Hikari talking about his achievements. “Do you know how we drifted?” she interrupted. “Or why?”

Hikari paused. “I…um…you…well.”

“Well?”

Hikari took a deep breath and exhaled. “It was after that Valentine’s Day gig. The one you said you were in before you woke up at this moment. He looked for you after, but you left. At first everything was fine, but you suddenly started to become distant, then avoided him. We all wondered about it but you never told us why. Yamato gave up when he graduated and well…you guys just never spoke to each other again. You never even asked me for updates.”

Mimi sat there, mouth slightly agape. She tried to process the story. There has got to be a mistake, right? She would never distance herself away from Yamato, she would never avoid him. In fact, if they did drift apart, she was pretty sure that it would be him distancing himself away her, it would be him avoiding her. But her do that to him? No way. There must have been some understanding.

“That…maybe there was a misunderstanding? I’m sure there’s an explanation.”

Hikari shook her head. “You’d never say.”

Mimi sighed. Maybe that kiss between Yamato and the girl hit her more than she thought. No, it definitely did. “Where does he live?”

Hikari’s eyes widened. “You want to see him?”

“Of course. Maybe…I can fix things. Did he say anything about me, since we…you know, went our separate ways?” It hurt just to say that.

Hikari lowered her head and squirmed in her seat. “Not…really.”

Mimi felt her stomach drop. “Oh.”

“Do you think it’s a good idea to see him again?”

“I can try,” she replied without much thought. “Who knows, right?”

Hikari nodded. “I suppose.”

Later that day, after she pried the younger girl for the address, pressured her to cancel the day’s plans, helped her with her outfit to make sure no one would recognize her, suggested some choice of words and filled in some blanks between her middle school self up to the “present”, and a pep talk, Mimi was ready to go.

Luckily, the city did not change much, and she knew the building Hikari had given her. It was a bit far from the hustle and bustle, it was very Yamato. When she had arrived and stood in front of the door, she shifted from foot to foot before knocking lighty. She heard nothing for three seconds, and it made her change her mind. Just as she was about to turn, the door opened, the chain still in tact.

There stood Yamato. He looked older, and much taller. But he was still very handsome.

“Uh. Hi.” Mimi was nervous, she gripped her purse tightly. She was not even sure if he would se through her disguise. “I…um….”

But then he shut the door. Mimi blinked, wondering if he was that mad at er. Then he heard a clank of the chain and Yamato opened the door once again, this time, wider. This surprised her. Yamato leaned on the door, his eyes scanning hers.

“I…it’s me,” she started. “I don’t know if–”

“Mimi Tachikawa,” he said softly.

“Uh. Yeah.”

Yamato sighed. “What are you doing here?”

“I…it’s a long story really. But I don’t think you’d believe me.”

“Try me.”

Mimi opened her mouth but closed it at the last minute. “It’s my fault isn’t it,” she said instead. “That we’re in this situation.”

He sighed. “I guess you can say that.” They heard voices along the hallway and he instructed her to get in. She did as she was told and he apologized for the mess. Or, what he called a mess.

“Do you want anything?”

“No, it’s alright.”

Yamato nodded and gestured towards his sofa. Mimi sat down and then watched as he followed.

“What can I do for you?” he asked.

Mimi stared at him for a while. When he gave her a questioning look, she laughed nervously. “It’s so nice to see you.”

He looked taken aback, but his face softened and he said quietly, “Likewise.”

“I heard you were into photography now.”

Yamato blushed but nodded. “Yeah. I realized I’m better at it then I thought.”

“You were always good at everything.”

This made him smile. “Thanks.”

Mimi took a deep breath and said, “I’m sorry about what happened between us, Yamato. I think we should start over again. We can rekindle our friendship, pretend nothing had happened in these past years. Hikari told me it was my fault and I’m sorry.”

“What do you mean Hikari told you it was your fault? You didn’t know?” His gritted his teeth.

Mimi shook her head. “That part isn’t important. But I do want to be friends with you again. If this situation is going to go on forever then I don’t want to be in bad terms with you.”

He huffed. “You can’t just turn back time.”

“Why not?”

“It doesn’t work that way, Mimi!” he shouted.

Mimi jerked back.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “What you did hurt, Mimi. What happened hurt. You were my best friend and you just left me. You might think it didn’t bother me but it did. It really did. And I never got an explanation! You just up and left! I forgive you, Mimi, I really do. But I don’t want to get hurt again.”

“I’m not going to hurt you,” she said softly.

Yamato shook his head. “You’re a successful singer, Mimi. And I’m just a photographer. Whatever happens…our relation–friendship, wouldn’t work. And anyway, you’ve got Jyou Kido now.”

“So?”

Yamato looked away. “It doesn’t matter,” he muttered. “I think you should leave, Mimi.”

“But, Yamato–” But before she continued, a picture behind him caught her attention. “Is that me?” she asked. She stood up and walked over to the wall. “It is me!” It was her in a recital, probably from high school, recognizing the uniform. She looked beside it. It was her on stage. Then another. And another. And another. They were all her.

“Why do you have pictures of me framed on your wall?”

Yamato turned away. “It’s creepy, I’m sorry.”

Mimi looked at the photos again. “You took all these?”

He nodded.

“They’re…perfect.”

“They’re not that great.”

“I think they are, and–” Another picture caught her eye. It was on his sidetable by his bed. She walked over to it while Yamato told her to stop. She did not. Instead, she picked up the picture frame. “It’s us.”

Yamato sighed. “It was the last photo we took of us together.”

“Oh.”

“I think you should go.”

“But–”

“Go, Mimi. Please.”

Mimi felt her heart ache. “Okay,” she said. She placed the picture frame back on the table and walked past him. But just as she did, he heard her say, “I’ve always loved you.” Her eyes widened but her feet did not stop moving. She opened the door, closed it behind her, and walked away.

She did not break down until she sat on the bench under the big oak tree. If only she could turn back time again, she would. She wanted to make everything right. She did not want this future, or present, or whatever this was. She did not want it.

“I want to go back,” she whispered. “I want to go home.”

The wind was strong and her hair was flying all over the place.

“I want to go home.”

And when she opened her eyes, it was night time again. There were no people around, but she was in the same spot. She looked down at her clothes and smiled when she saw the they were the same as the night of the Valentine’s Day gig, she stood up and jumped for joy.

“I’m back!” she shouted with glee. “I’m back!”

“Mimi!”

She turned to the side and saw Yamato sprinting towards her.

“Mimi!” When he stood close to her, catching his breath just a little, he said, “I didn’t see you backstage.”

“I…um…,” she began. But the memory of Yamato kissing the unknown girl flashed in her head. After taking a few deep breaths, she smiled and shook her head. “I had to clear my head. Too stuffy in there.”

Yamato nodded. “Yeah, it was. I was worried. You should’ve at least messaged me.”

“Sorry.”

He walked closer to her. “What did you think of the last song?”

“Perfect for the day,” she answered. “Crazy for You is such a classic. I’m actually surprised you guys did a good rendition of it.”

“Yeah. It was, wasn’t it…,” he trailed off.

“Listen,” she started, “whatever happens, we’re going to be best friends forever, okay?”

Yamato blinked. “Where is this coming from?”

She sighed. “I…know that after what I saw I was going to make a huge mistake, probably the biggest mistake of my life.”

“What did you see?” he asked.

She realized what she had said. Although she wanted to make something up, she knew telling him the truth was the best. “I saw you kissing someone backstage,” she said quietly. “I…I got jealous. And…I did things I was not happy with.”

“What do you mean ‘did’?” He sounded very confused. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s a long story,” she groaned. “What I’m trying to say is, I promise nothing is going to come in between the two of us, okay? Not even that girl I don’t know.”

Yamato stayed silent. “It was a test.”

“A test?” Mimi cocked her head.

“I wanted to see if there could have been something between me and her.”

“And was there?” She did not want to know the answer but here she was asking anyway.

“None.”

“Oh.”

He stepped forward. Mimi did not step away. Then, he leaned down and caught her lips. It was sweet and innocent. She liked it. She loved it. When they had separated, she asked, “What was that for?”

“That was another test.”

“Did I pass?”

He nodded.

“Do you think I’ll still pass when we’re older?” She remembered the relationship she had with Yamato in the future, she definitely did not pass back then.

Yamato raised his arms and held onto her shoulders. “No matter what age, young and lively, or old and gray, you’ll always pass.” He leaned down again, this time she met him halfway. “Don’t leave me,” he whispered, his lips hovering hers.

This startled her, as if he knew what was going to happen if she had walked away. “I won’t,” she responded just as softly. “I won’t.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Mimi.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Yamato.”

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