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Split Me Open

Older Takaishi Takeru x Male Reader

Inspiration - you split me open by anatui on Ao3

Takeru, wasn’t the best with self preservation.

Always rushing head first, no matter how dangerous it was. Takeru would rush head in to stop an evil digimon from destroying something or someone.

Even if that meant putting himself in front of the attack. It didn’t matter to Takeru, no matter how bad the injury was.

A bruise, a cut, a gash, sprained something, maybe even broken.

It didn’t matter to Takeru, as long as someone was safe. When it can to his friends, Takeru could jump off a cliff if it meant they were safe.

Takeru cared about his friends more than anything, he shares that with his brother.

Takeru wouldn't let anything hurt his friends or the world, both worlds.

Especially darkness, Takeru wouldn’t let the powers of darkness hurt anything.

That’s part of what made Takeru himself. Takeru doesn’t care about himself, as long as his friends, family and other people are fine.

Though, Takeru’s not really fighting as much as he did in the past.

With Digital disasters on the low and new Digidestined fighting, Takeru spends most of his days not fighting.

But, that low self preservation is still there. Which is why you are now watching Takeru puke into the toilet.

“What happened?” You asked for the fourth time. Takeru was too busy throwing up to respond the previous times.

Takeru leaned up slightly, “I don’t know”, Takeru rasped. Voice rough from puking for a good few minutes.

You walked further into the bathroom. Leaning down to grab a tea towel from under the sink.

You then kneeled down to Takeru. You tilted Takeru’s head towards you and started to wipe his face off.

Takeru closed his eyes, leaning into your hand. Eventually leaning so far that he fell onto your shoulder.

You stumbled back, now sitting on your butt with Takeru in your lap. You wrapped an arm around Takeru and looked at his face.

Takeru’s face was noticeably red.

His eyes were closed and he was panting slightly. You furrowed your brows, what the hell happened?

Obviously something happened, even if Takeru didn’t know. You had come home after a shift at work to find Takeru in the bathroom throwing up.

Takeru was obviously sick, but how did this happen?

Takeru was tired, red, puking, and who knows what else. You pushed Takeru up, making him open his eyes and sit up straight.

Even though Takeru was swaying back and forth. “What were you doing today?” You asked, making sure Takeru wouldn’t fall before getting up.

“I was working on my novel since you left”, Takeru mumbled. Leaning back on his hand while covering his face with the other.

You sighed, that’s what Takeru’s been doing for the past week. It wasn’t healthy.

Takeru tended to ignore everything when he was writing. His sleep, food, water, bathing, it was a problem.

“You need help, you need to take more brakes”, you said. Throwing the dirty tea towel in the trash and grabbing a new one from under the sink.

You heard Takeru groan as you turned on the water. You soaked the new tea towel in the water.

You then squeezed the towel to remove the extra water. You sat back down on the floor, “come here”, you said.

Takeru scooted closer to you. You then grabbed Takeru and turned him around. So his back was to your chest.

You then started to remove Takeru’s shirt. As you did this Takeru kept moving, trying to find a comfortable way to lay.

Soon Takeru relaxed just as you got his shirt unbuttoned. You immediately noticed Takeru's chest was red.

You ran your hand over Takeru’s chest. Takeru let out a moan, your colder hands feeling nice on his hot skin.

Too hot skin, Takeru’s normally tan skin was pink instead. You then started to move the towel over Takeru’s skin.

Takeru moaned again, letting out a sigh as he let his head rest against your shoulder.

You paid attention, maybe too much attention to Takeru’s chest.

Noticing the water stick to his skin. You moved the towel up and down Takeru’s chest.

Noticing that Takeru seemed to be vocal when you went over his nipples.

You could hear every sound that Takeru made, his mouth right next to your ear.

You rubbed Takeru’s nipples more than you needed to just to hear Takeru moan. The buds now stiff and red, redder than his chest.

“Mmm, thank you Y/n”, Takeru whispered. You hummed, too focused on Takeru’s chest.

Takeru’s chest was covered in scars. Some small, some big, all from his adventures in the Digital World and more.

They were all over, under Takeru’s arms, over his chest, on his abs, even some covered by Takeru’s shorts.

You found yourself wanting to pull Takeru’s shorts down, to trace the scars there like you were doing with the ones you could see.

Takeru also had slight abs, not a lot, but not a little either. Takeru’s moans weren’t helping.

The crush you had on Takeru since you were both children probably wasn’t helping either.

You could feel Takeru’s heart beat, it was slower than yours, anyone's heart beat could be slower than yours.

Your face was now as red as Takeru’s chest was a few minutes ago.

You could also feel Takeru’s hands gripping your pants, he was getting more fidgety.

Moving around at the slightest touch to his chest. “Stop squirming”, you said. Moving your arm to hold Takeru still by his waist.

Takeru turned his head towards you, “mmmm, I like this, thank you Y/n, I like you”, Takeru mumbled the last part. But you heard it.

You stopped moving the tea towel across Takeru’s chest. Takeru was feverish, he was tired and out of his mind.

You dropped the tea towel and moved your other arm, resting your hand right over Takeru’s heart.

His heart was also beating out of his chest. You slowly moved your hand down Takeru’s chest, letting your heart think before your mind.

Or letting your lust think first.

You moved your hand to Takeru’s shorts, slowly pulling down the waist band. “You’re sick, can’t think straight’, you said.

You had to pay attention. Takeru was delirious, plus, he didn't even like guys, much less you, his best friend.

You pulled Takeru's shorts down further, watching as the scar that was once hidden by Takeru’s shorts were revealed.

“I know what I want though, have for years”, you froze at Takeru’s words.

You waited for more, an explanation, just to see that Takeru had fallen asleep. You pulled your hand back and took a deep breath.

Maybe you were starting to get a bit sick. You don’t normally act like this. You’re great at hiding your feelings.

But it looks like it was getting a bit too much.

You slowly stood up, slowly moving Takeru so you were carrying him like a child.

Takeru draped his hands over your shoulder, his head resting on your chest.

You walked towards the bedroom, trying to keep your mind and gaze off Takeru’s chest.

You laid Takeru on his bed and covered him up. Takeru shifted for a bit before fully falling asleep again.

You kneeled down and sighed, you’d have to tell Takeru about his working problems, and what he said.

You leaned forward and kissed Takeru’s forehead, trying to ignore the fact your hand was going down Takeru’s chest to feel his heart beat.

You pulled away slightly, taking your hand out from under the covers. “I like you too, Takeru”, you whispered.

When you pulled away Takeru smiled in his sleep before his face went neutral. You stood up, trying to get your heart to beat normally.

You turned around and walked out of Takeru’s room. You then sat down on the couch before laying on it.

You tried to get some rest, it was late and you worked around today.

Yet you couldn’t stop thinking about Takeru. His addictive moans, his chest, just himself.

Maybe moving into an apartment with your childhood best friend and crush wasn’t the best idea.

Though, if you got to interact with Takeru and see him like that again, and if he liked you back.

It wasn’t so bad.

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anatui | Writer

Hi, I'm anatui! I loved Shaman King growing up, and the new anime got me reinvested in an important part of my childhood and let me make good friends in such a kind community. I'm thrilled to be a part of this project.

[ladyanatui]

Because I’ve been on a DaiKen AMV kick lately...

“THE LAST OF THE REAL ONES” by FALL OUT BOY

“FALLING” by BLACKLITE DISTRICT

“HARD TO LOVE” by THE MOWGLI’S

[ladyanatui]

It's been a few days, so I thought I'd reblog again. I've gotten a few requests but I'd love to have a few more.

If you sent me a prompt already, I have it and I hope to have them all done in the next couple weeks. :)

As always, Daiken is my fave, but I'd also accept some Taiyama, Takouji, Miyakari, Mayami (Mimi/Miyako), or Hirota (Hirokazu/Kenta).

50 Types of Kisses - Writing Prompts

Send in a number and a pairing!

Small kisses littered across the other’s face.

A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.

A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.

An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.

Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.

Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.

French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.

Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.

A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.

A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.

A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.

A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.

Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.

Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.

One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.

Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.

A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.

A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.

A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.

Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.

Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.

Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.

Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.

One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.

Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.

A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.

An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.

Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.

An awkward kiss given after a first date.

Starting with eskimo kisses before moving on to soft kisses.

Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.

Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.

Kissing tears from the other’s face.

A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.

Kisses shared under an umbrella.

Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

A kiss pressed to the top of the head.

Tentative kisses given in the dark.

Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.

A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.

A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.

One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.

Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.

A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.

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Roommates

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NNP0G8

by Anatui

Lucy is never more thankful for her crazy roommates than when a date goes wrong.

Words: 3218, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: Fairy Tail

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Natsu Dragneel, Lucy Heartfilia, Gray Fullbuster, Erza Scarlet

Relationships: Natsu Dragneel/Lucy Heartfilia

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Drinking, Drinking Games, Heavy Drinking, Fluff and Humor, Domestic, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Childhood Friends, First Kiss, Protective Natsu Dragneel, Surprise Kissing, Minor Original Character(s), Aged-Up Character(s), Alternate Universe - College/University, Intimidation, Jealousy, Sexual Tension, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NNP0G8

[ladyanatui]

Feb. 15: A friendship you’d like to see developed

This is easy.

Daisuke & Mimi

During 02, Mimi is only in a few episodes. She visits Japan once, they meet her in the Digital World once, and then Daisuke meets up with her in New York during the World Tour. And as for other media, the only person she interacts with in Diablomon Strikes Back is Koushiro (I mean, I’m all for some Koumi, but still), and obviously the 02 kids aren’t in tri.

As my favorite female character, it just freaking sucks how little she’s in the show compared to the other original group. But it really sucks because Mimi and Daisuke would be amazing friends.

Think about it.

They’re both extraverted, enthusiastic people-pleasers. Well, they try to please people, and frankly, they usually both fail pretty hard because they can both come off as pretty selfish and silly.

They’re both emotional, strong-willed and determined, not afraid to speak their mind, and also incredibly compassionate and caring about their loved ones. They too often wear their heart on their sleeves, and way too often, people refuse to take them seriously.

They both exude confidence in themselves and their beliefs, often to the point where it’s over the top and seems excessive. And yes, they are both confident who they are and who they want to be, but this also comes from a desire not to appear vulnerable, despite the fact that they are very emotionally vulnerable people.

They are both in a position to understand each other on a level that many of the other Chosen Children don’t. Daisuke especially struggles with constantly being underestimated and misunderstood because of his position as the leader, and Mimi definitely struggles with that in Adventure. He could learn a lot from her experience.

Hell, they could learn a lot from each other regardless.

But mostly, in each other, they could find camaraderie and a meaningful friendship because they understand each other on a fundamental level. They could be bosom friends.

Although they only met three times in 02, it was apparently enough that Mimi invites Daisuke (and Wallace) to spend the summer with her in the kind-of-but-not-really-canon Door to Summer drama CD. Of course, the story is overtaken by plot, so there isn’t much actual interaction there, but I love that their previous meetings were enough for her to invite him to America for the summer. That’s adorable.

Okay, now look at the Last Evolution poster.

LOOK AT THEM!

They’re both so enthusiastic and upbeat, throwing their arms in the air in excitement and grinning. They’re doing the same fucking pose. (Along with V-mon. lol)

And of course, who’s standing next to them?

Their introverted, nerdy boyfriends with their insect Digimon, whose Ultimate forms, HerculesKabuterimon and GranKuwagamon, are the two most powerful insect Digimon.

In their profiles for Last Evolution, they are the only two characters who travel the world regularly, though Mimi travels via jet and Daisuke via Digital Gates.

And as a final note, as much as I dislike half the epilogue, you really can’t ignore that both of them went into the food business. Mimi hosts a cooking show, and Daisuke runs a ramen cart.

How am I not supposed to want them to be the best of friends?

[ladyanatui]

And my latest kiss prompt for @sakurarebin​. Again, this can be found on AO3 here.

So this is for prompt #14:

A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.

Leaning against his motorcycle, Yamato toyed with the half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, impatience coursing through his body.

Taichi's class must've been running late.

He finished the cigarette, then smashed the butt into his pouch ashtray and secured it to dispose of later.

Only when he was about to pull out the Digivice smartphone Koushiro had made did Taichi finally make his appearance, ambling out of the building and down the sidewalk right over to him. The sunlight glinted off of the worn goggles the idiot wore atop his head. And off his enthusiastic grin.

Yamato frowned at him. "What are you grinning about?"

Taichi stopped nearby and leaned into him, that grin only widening. "Well?"

He scowled.

"What do you think?"

Yamato shrugged and looked away. "Don't be smug, Taichi."

"How do I look?"

He cast a quick glance over his shoulder. "Those are old."

Taichi's big mouth twisted into a frown. "I thought you'd like it." A little smile quirked his lips. "Nostalgia, you know?"

Yamato swallowed.

He had always liked the way Taichi looked in his goggles. He'd always enjoyed the glint of sunshine reflecting off their surface.

But Taichi had given those particular goggles to Daisuke years ago.

What was he doing with them now?

Taichi grinned again, knocking his shoulder in Yamato's arm. "Daisuke gave them back a couple weeks ago," he said, like he could read his mind. "He thought they'd be nice memorabilia since he never wears them anymore, you know?"

Yamato only shrugged, then slid onto the motorcycle, signaling for Taichi to join him.

When they got back to Taichi's apartment, he could barely hold on anymore. As soon as the door shut behind them, he shoved Taichi against it and covered his stupid mouth with a greedy kiss.

Taichi's arms wound around him immediately, drawing him closer, and parted his lips for a taste. Yamato pushed closer till their bodies were flush and their mouths were impossible to distinguish, and Taichi only clung to him tighter, his quiet grunts and needy moans vibrating through Yamato's body.

Not that Yamato wanted to let him go.

He wanted to hold on to Taichi forever, hungrily, desperately, until every part of him was part of Taichi and every part of Taichi was part of him.

The moment he pulled back, Taichi managed a giant grin, his lips red and bruised. "I knew you'd love them."

He heaved an irritated sigh but simply said, "You look like an idiot. Don't you dare take them off."

[ladyanatui]

And my latest kiss prompt fill for an anon’s request for DaiKen. Again, this can be found on AO3 here.

Prompt #44:

Tentative kisses given in the dark.

Ken bolted upright with a shriek, tears pricking his eyes, panting desperately for oxygen, and struggled not to succumb to the panic.

He nearly screamed when a hand pressed to his side.

"Whoa, whoa, calm down."

Warm fingers wrapped around his waist, heat seeping through the thick fabric of his pajamas, and tugged him into open arms.

"It was a nightmare. You're okay now."

Daisuke's cheek leaned against his, but the important part was Daisuke's chest flush with his back.

Ken focused on that heat and the slow, pulsing rhythm housed within that chest, used it to slow his own heart until they were once again in sync. He mimicked Daisuke's breathing, steadying his panicked gasps, and let Daisuke's reassuring warmth calm his trembling limbs.

"You're okay," Daisuke murmured in his ear. "I've got you."

Only then did the tension fully release and the dam break loose.

Tears streamed down his cheeks, but he twisted in Daisuke's embrace to wrap his arms around his neck and bury his face in his collar. Daisuke took it in stride, holding him closer, rubbing his back to calm him, laying gentle kisses against his temple.

When the tears finally ran dry, he pulled back, gripping Daisuke's loose sleep shirt to wipe his wet face, drawing a soft laugh from his best friend.

"S-sorry," he mumbled, but he didn't let go of the shirt. "And thank you…" He leaned close enough to press a kiss to his cheek.

"Ken," Daisuke sighed. He cupped his face, keeping him close. "You have nothing to apologize for. And you don't have to thank me either. We're partners. I'm always here for you. Nothing will change that."

A smile stretched his tear-stained cheeks. "I want to thank you."

Daisuke rolled his eyes, but he didn't complain when Ken's lips found his cheek again.

And again.

And again.

Ken drew closer to the center until the final kiss fell at the corner of Daisuke's mouth, and his movements were too deliberate to deny the intention, to deny the wanting.

Breath short, grip tightening, Daisuke turned and pushed forward just enough for their lips to meet momentarily before he pulled away, waiting.

A soft sigh fell from Ken's lips, relief flowing through him, and he leaned in again.

[ladyanatui]

Okay, here I am back on my DaiKen train with these kiss prompts. Again, you can follow them here or on my AO3.

So for @charley-quinn​, I chose....

DaiKen for prompt #10

A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

As a note: This doesn't technically have spoilers for the audio drama Where Do We Go?, but it was definitely inspired by it. If you've listened to it, you'll get all my little references.

With a sigh, Daisuke offered them each a beer from the fridge.

Iori was technically twenty now, made evident by the fact that he was now more than a couple centimeters taller than him and still growing. But that was an issue everyone knew not to bring up. A sore spot.

Takeru accepted the golden can with a coy smile, but Iori declined, polite as always, and continued talking about the end of his semester.

Anticipation revving throughout his body, Daisuke collapsed onto the chair next to the couch, spreading his legs wide, stretching out over the space like it belonged to him.

Technically, it did.

This was his armchair and his apartment, after all. His and Ken's.

Okay, well.

Technically, just his.

Ken would fight him on that, based purely on the technicality that his name was the only one on the lease.

But Ken had also spent every night there for a long while. It was conveniently close to his university—that had been part of the reason Daisuke had rented it in the first place, and it was also a nice line to spring on anyone who started to ask too many questions—but that wasn't the reason Ken shared his bed every night.

Daisuke tapped his foot against the warm hardwood floor. It was one of those newer places with the heated floors, which he may have insisted on because Ken was always cold.

"What about you, Daisuke-san?"

His foot stopped. "Huh?"

Takeru chuckled. "You weren't even listening, were you?"

Daisuke gave a little shrug.

"What has you on edge?" Takeru scooted closer to the edge of the couch. "Something we should know about?"

He scoffed. "Stop being nosy, you."

Iori, though, clasped his hands and said, "What are your plans for summer break this year?" Ever the diplomatic one.

Daisuke rolled one shoulder and took a long swig of the beer Iori had declined. "Thought we'd go to Hokkaido for a couple weeks—me and Ken. There's the Jozankei Onsen an hour away from Sapporo. Ken thought it'd be fun."

"An onsen?" Takeru snorted. "And the reason you're going to one in Hokkaido is…?"

Daisuke opened his mouth to answer, but Iori beat him to it.

"The ramen, of course." His mouth curled into a fond smile.

"You two are so predictable," Takeru added with a laugh.

He frowned. "Predictable?"

But Takeru took another drink of his beer and moved on. "Were the two of you going to invite the rest of us on your little trip to Sapporo?"

Daisuke's frown only deepened. "I mean, I guess it would be pretty fun to drag everyone along…"

A bold laugh escaped Takeru's lips. "So much for the Digimental of Friendship," he said sagely, hand over his chest.

Iori shifted in his seat, drawing their attention before one of their ridiculous arguments could get out of hand. Again. "Speaking of Ichijouji-san, I thought he would be here."

Irritation—and a little more worry than he'd like to admit—welled in Daisuke's stomach. "He's late."

Normally, Ken would've been home before Takeru and Iori had arrived at all, but Ken had said something about meeting with one of his professors before heading back. The meeting must've run long.

"I'm sure he'll be here soon," Takeru said, leaning against the armrest, completely at ease. "You've already emailed him, right, Daisuke-kun? And Ken-kun always comes running when you call."

Daisuke glowered at him. "What does that mean?"

But footsteps drew near outside the front door, and a second later, the knob twisted and Ken ducked inside the apartment, his satchel slung over one shoulder.

A soft smile spread across his lips. "Sorry I'm late," Ken said to the room. "It's good to see you, Iori-kun, Takeru-kun."

He glanced between them both, insisting they don't get up, but there was no restraining Daisuke. He'd hopped up the moment Ken came inside the door, grinning like a fool and shouting his name like it needed to be announced at all.

Ken released a little laugh at his pure energy and said in his soft voice, "Let me just put this away, and I'll be right back."

Smiling, he turned his attention to Daisuke, whose grin only brightened at the attention. "Hello there," he whispered and dipped to press a quick kiss to his lips before padding off to the bedroom to deposit his school things.

Daisuke could only stare after him, a little sigh leaving his mouth while he waited for his boyfriend's return.

"What does that mean?" Takeru's sharp voice said, laced with amusement and sarcasm as he echoed Daisuke's earlier words. "What a ridiculous question."

He twisted to look at them again, head cocked. "What are you on about?"

Iori's eyes had gone wide as saucers.

Beside him, Takeru's coy smile had shifted into a full smirk. "Oh, I don't know, Daisuke-kun. Something you were going to tell us about you and Ken-kun?"

[ladyanatui]

Feb. 8: Favorite 02 Chosen Child (younger 6)

This is perhaps the toughest question you could ask me.

Okay, no, that’s a lie.

It’s obviously this dude.

Daisuke Motomiya

I could probably talk (or GIF) for hours about why he’s wonderful, and quite frankly, others have said it better than me already, so I guess I’ll keep it to a few major points.

Daisuke is willing to go the distance even if no one else will. He was the one who was determined to defeat the Kaiser when everyone else thought it was hopeless and they needed to regroup. He was the one who was unaffected by BelialVamdemon’s illusions.

Daisuke is always optimistic and eager. His team may not believe in him and his family sure as hell doesn’t, but he refuses to let that bother him.

Daisuke may not understand what it means to have a deep friendship, but he’s sure as hell devoted. And when you have his trust and his affection, he will always ALWAYS have your back.

Daisuke would do anything for the team. He puts the team and their partnerships above all else, even when the others don’t. Because you’re not just partners with your Digimon, you’re partners with the rest of your team as well.

Daisuke is a miracle worker. Like Joey Wheeler, he improves and succeeds based on a strange mixture of luck and perseverance. And it’s fucking beautiful.

It’s like 3:30 a.m., so I’ll just leave this here: Ramen King.

And as a final note...

I really can’t talk about Daisuke without also talking about this beautiful boy:

Daisuke & Ken

Because they have the most beautiful friendship ever. They make each other better people. Daisuke literally saves Ken’s life in multiple ways, and in a way that’s never developed on screen, Ken saves Daisuke’s as well. Daisuke never had a legit friend before Ken, and he certainly never had anyone who listened to him and didn’t think he’s a complete idiot.

I will legit never stop shipping them.

[ladyanatui]

The ships I expect from Last Evolution Kizuna based purely on the trailer and this damn adorable poster...

Taiyama

Okay, this is the most obvious ship, as they are the ultimate bromance when it comes to anything Adventure. Did you watch that damn trailer, though? It was almost as big a Taiyama tribute as tri was, and that’s saying something.

Koumi

After how big Koumi was in tri, I’m not at all surprised that this will likely continue. Seriously, just look at how close they’re standing. And he’s drinking tea, which may or may not be a reference to when she brought him tea that one time, even though she was pissed off at him.

My inner eight-year-old will be pleased, as she was with tri, though they’re hardly my favorite ship now. Koumi was my first ever ship, based purely on this episode:

Takari

This is another obvious pairing, purely because they’ve been paired off from the moment Hikari showed up on the scene back in the original Adventure. Their ship was subtle in the trailer, as expected, especially after how subtle their relationship was in tri. I doubt they’ll get much in the way of screen time, but it should be obvious that they care for each other deeply despite that.

Daiken

Okay, let’s be real. This is more wishful thinking than anything else because they’re my babies and my OTP and I love them and I miss their stupid perfect faces. But legit, if I don’t get some good bromance and some Jogress action, I’m gonna be pissed. I mean, they even put in the backstory info that Ken goes with Daisuke on some of his freaking ramen trips, and if that isn’t love, I don’t know what is. These boys deserve all the happiness in the world.

And last but not least...

Yes, I added this one just to be funny. But seriously, none of the other Chosen seem quite so incredibly enthralled with their Digimon partner as Miyako is with Hawkmon. True love, ne?

[ladyanatui]

Feb. 7: Favorite Adventure Chosen Child (older 6)

My favorite nerd...

Koushiro Izumi

Back when only Adventure existed (or at least was the only one dubbed), Izzy was my first love. He’s sweet, intelligent, horrible with people, yet an amazing friend, and the biggest dork ever.

Of course, you can’t really talk about one character in Digimon. That’s not how it works. One of the best things about the show is how the characters grow because of knowing each other.

And because it’s two in the morning and I’m behind and intend to spend a good long while talking about my 02 babies...

Koushiro & Taichi’s friendship is just fucking beautiful

That was one of the best parts of Our War Game--the interactions between Koushiro and Taichi were just fantastic on so many levels. And Koushiro is easily the most reliable friend that Taichi has in the whole group, though he often takes him for granted.

Two of my absolute favorite episodes in Adventure are the two Mugendramon (Machinedramon) episodes where Koushiro and Taichi are running around trying to find medicine for Hikari without getting discovered by all the machine Digimon. It’s funny, it’s sweet, and there’s, of course, Taichi’s heart-wrenching backstory. But one of the best parts of these two episodes is how it solidifies their friendship. It’s fucking beautiful.

Koushiro & Mimi

Koumi was my first ship at age eight. You know, before I understood what a ship was.

Sure, in the original series, they don’t get a whole lot of screen time together, but when you put the two of them in a room, it’s sure to be interesting. Their personalities clash in a way that was intriguing and exciting, and those are the most interesting kind of relationships (friend or otherwise).

And while they have almost no interaction in 02 because she lives in America, that is more than made up for in Diablomon Strikes Back and tri.

And of course, you can’t forget...Tentomon!

The bond between Koushiro and Tentomon is one of my favorite human-Digimon relationships. One of my favorite things about Digimon is how their partners show them they’re not alone and that, no matter what, there’s someone on their side, fighting for them and believing in them.

Fuck, I’m gonna cry now.

[ladyanatui]

I am finally going to force myself to do these kiss prompts. It’s been months. I’m sorry. You can follow them here or on my AO3.

DaiKen for prompt #23:

A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.

Daisuke hummed off-key while he flitted about the kitchen. Cooking was just about the only time he ever moved fluidly, with the ease of someone who knows what they're doing. Granted, he still bounced and stumbled about because his brain was faster than his body.

Or his body was faster than his brain.

Ken wasn't sure which.

Either way, the movements were something uniquely Daisuke.

As were the cute faces he made…

The way he furrowed his brow and chewed his lip in concentration as he whisked the matcha into the extra glaze. The way his eyes sparkled as he tasted the rewards of his hard work.

"Ken, ken!" he cried, motioning him closer with a hand still covered in flour. "Come taste this."

Smile soft and subtle, Ken finally closed his book and joined Daisuke in the small kitchen, pressing close enough to feel the heat emanating off of him. "How is it?" he murmured.

But Daisuke just plunged his finger in and offered him the shimmering green glaze, dripping down to his knuckle.

Ken cocked an eyebrow but didn't argue. Instead, he leaned close and wrapped his mouth around the finger, suckling on the sweet earthy flavor, sighing at the delicious fusion of the glaze with salty skin.

When he finally let go, Daisuke's eyes were blown wide, mouth agape.

With a soft laugh, Ken dipped down to capture Daisuke's mouth instead, parted his lips to taste him, relishing the way the matcha glaze combined with a flavor that was all heat and energy and sunshine, a flavor that was all Daisuke.

[ladyanatui]

Feb. 16: Favorite Kizuna character profile

Let’s be real.

It’s this cutie.

When I read that last sentence, I just about died.

My babies are going on adorable ramen dates all around the world, and my heart is on fire and I’m crying and dying inside and it’s fucking beautiful.

I am very emotional when it comes to these boys, okay?

[ladyanatui]

Read this anonymous DaiKen kiss prompt request on AO3 here.

DaiKen #17

Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.

Ken was shivering by the time they made it inside the Motomiya family's apartment, and they slowly pulled off their coats and gloves and shoes in the genkan—well, only Daisuke was wearing gloves.

"Come on," Daisuke said, sweeping a bit of snow from Ken's hair, and he nodded down the hallway. "Let's get under the covers, okay?"

Teeth chattering, Ken nodded, and Digimon in their arms, they stumbled into Daisuke's room to curl up in his bed.

"You're so cold," Daisuke mumbled, pulling Ken close, their Digimon happily relaxing in their arms. "Why didn't you wear gloves, silly?"

Ken frowned. "I didn't realize we'd be out there that long. I thought you were just picking us up at the station."

True, they hadn't planned to play in the snow, but how in the world could Ken expect him and V-mon not to want to play? Tokyo didn't get much snow in winter, so this was an important occasion, the perfect opportunity to enjoy the full effects of winter.

Daisuke sent him a sheepish smile. "Sorry?"

But Ken just laughed and leaned into him, squishing Wormmon in the process. "It was fun," he said, and he pressed his gentle smile to Daisuke's chapped lips, sinking into the kiss.

Wormmon and V-mon prevented them from getting too close, but the Digimon snuggled into the embrace and relished the contact.

Cold hands threaded through Daisuke's hair, shooting a shiver down his spine, but he laughed into the kiss and instead tugged at the bottom hem of Ken's shirt so he could slip his hands underneath.

Ken broke the kiss with a sharp gasp, eyes wide at the hot palms tracing over his skin, and Daisuke leaned in again, trailing his lips over Ken's exposed throat. Ken melted into the affection, letting Daisuke's warmth penetrate his cold body and heat him up.