#digimon fanfiction

[ahiddenpath]

Happy Halloween, Koushiro!

I uploaded a drabble I wrote ages ago to AO3, but crucially, with a drawing of Koushiro's Halloween costume. LOOK AT THE HANDSOME LAD. It's under 700 words and features Koushiro, Mimi, and Taichi.

I try to write something really heartfelt for Koushiro week, but I just had so much going on this year. If you're looking for something like that, please check out Ladybug House or Sans San!

Happy Koushiro week, and happy Halloween! Love you!

[reliablejoukido]

Read the rest HERE: "20 Questions" - by zuzsenpai/reliablejoukido

Title: "20 Questions"

Author: zuzsenpai/reliablejoukido

Rating: T

Pairing: Daisuke Motomiya/Ken Ichijouji

Summary: Ken and Daisuke are out here playing 4D chess... but perhaps not on the same board. (This story consists entirely of group chat images.)

Notes: This thing is sort of a test to see if my readers like this format for fics. It's somewhat difficult to make, but please let me know if my efforts were worth it!

[maribellec]

COURAGE IS OUT NOW!!

FANDOM: DIGIMON

PAIRING: TAICHI X OC

Very vanilla!

[ianhgoat]

Obsessed with this idea. I keep thinking about which pre-existing Digimon could become Royal Knights if they ever go through with this.

Rapidmon Armour and Omekamon Alter S are already Holy Knight Digimon, so they're the most likely candidates. And it's possible that Zephagamon, Hexeblaumon, and MedievalDukemon could make the cut.

But what about new mega forms for some other Digimon? Give Spadamon a Holy Knight mega! Or Ignitemon! Hyokomon! Shoutmon! Something not from Xros Wars era! Lopmon could get a new mega to match Rapidmon Armour, that'd be pretty rad!

I dunno, dude, I just think the Royal Knights are cool and wanna see more members.

[wheat--wesley]

Commission: Venom Vamdemon （P2 It's my graffiti work, I think it's fun to draw this.）

[adragoninshiningarmour]

Part two! The pressure mounts.

[seventeenlovesthree]

Time Saver - a Taishirou Fanfic, Chapter 1: Lightning Strike

Summary: Takeru struggles to find the inspiration to continue writing his novel. It's a warm Summer night in July 2015 and the last thing he expects is a sudden lightning strike - one which may affect him, the other Chosen Children and their future to an extent he cannot fathom yet...

Word Count: 738

Chapter POV: Takeru Takaishi

Chapter List: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10]

‘One thing that shall never be underestimated is that there is always something unexpected to expect when Digimon are involved.’

Once he had finished that sentence – as stiff as it appeared to him –, Takeru leaned back into his chair and stretched out his arms. He had been trying to get into a habit of daily writing his novel for a while now, but today, the words simply didn’t want to flow.

After yawning loudly into the silence of his room, he let his eyes roam around. Patamon was already fast asleep, dreaming of chocolate frappuccinos on his bed as the clock on his laptop taunted him with how late it already was.

“Almost midnight…”, he mumbled to himself. The chat window had gone silent an hour and so, without much distraction, he didn’t even have an excuse for the lack of creativity that had been haunting him all night. Unfortunately, he didn’t feel like sleeping either, so the urge to just go and text the others to see if anyone was still awake was incredibly tempting…

Takeru was pretty sure that Koushirou was still up, as always. Maybe Iori was up late studying. Hikari was having a week off from kindergarten duty, so he might be lucky in trying to reach her. Maybe his brother, who currently resided in the United States for an internship, was not busy for once and could text him back?

“I shouldn’t though…”, he groaned, knowing he had to be responsible. In sheer desperation, he opened the Chosen Children app on his laptop to take a look around the map and chat options, hoping to find any news he could occupy himself with, regardless of where in the world somebody was texting. It was a shame that gate hopping wasn’t a thing anymore since the Digivices had vanished almost three years ago – and they still hadn’t figured out how to make it work with Koushirou’s technology. Still, Takeru liked checking on the app, just like he liked checking the general group chat. It was giving him a sense of serenity to see everyone interact casually, just when everything finally seemed mostly peaceful.

… Which was his last thought before he caught the glimpse of lightning striking outside from the corner of his eye.

“Woah!”

There had been a loud noise – somewhere not too far away from his apartment complex, so he had naturally jumped up from his chair.

“Wha- Takeru?”, Patamon shrieked, woken up by the rumbling as Takeru rushed to his open window. It had been a warm Summer day in the middle of July, but there was a chilliness right now that sent a shiver down his spine. His eyes sought through the night sky, trying to locate any kind of strange occurrence – and apparently, he wasn’t alone in his assumption that something about this lightning had not been ‘natural’.

“I can feel something…”, Patamon murmured, still half asleep, but alert enough to fly next to his human partner onto the window sill to join his efforts to look around.

“What do you mean? It wasn’t a digital gate, was it?”, Takeru asked, heart racing, both with worry – and excitement. Not that he had wished for a nightly Digimon attack disturbing the peace they had worked so hard to achieve. But a part of him really missed the supernatural experiences they used to encounter on a daily basis.

“I’m not sure… Something like an energy spike…? And doesn’t it look more foggy to you?”

Takeru squinted his eyes. “Yeah, it does…” Never had he missed the responsive beeping of his Digivice more than in this moment. Either way, whether or not there really was a Digimon involved, he felt validated in sending a warning into the group chat after all.

‘Just witnessed a lightning strike near my flat. Did any of you see anything? Patamon says there was an ‘energy spike’?! Will check out if there’s anything dangerous out there. I’ll keep you guys updated!’

“We should go and see if anything happened. You ready?”

“Aaaaawwwwlways!”, Patamon agreed with a yawn in between and Takeru quickly grabbed his phone. It was still odd to be able to trigger an evolution just with the “power of his belief” facilitated by the phone. But with Angemon by his side, he was confident that they’d be able to face any threat out there. And maybe gather some more writing inspiration in the process…

[artistic-moth-man]

Changes to Zoe/Izumi in my digimon au!

First off, fuck the skirt. Girls can wear pants.

Second, shes asexual as hell, so theres like no implied "romance" jokes

Third, shes FROM italy instead of going aborad. I feel like her having gone abroad is just weird to me, so i did keep her english dub name and even gave her a european last name bc an italian having a japanese last name doesnt make a lot of sense to me

Sorry if i did anything wrong :3

[alpaca-clouds]

25 Years [Odaiba Memorial Fic]

When I realized that this year would be the 25th Odaiba Memorial, I felt the need to write a one shot for the occasion, given that Digimon was my original fandom.

So, I wrote a story about the Digimon Adventure/02 kids celebrating their special day once again.

25 Years

Fandom: Digimon Adventure/02 Shippings: Taichi/Koushiro, Miyako/Mimi, Daisuke/Ken Genre: Drabble Sequence

August 1st, 2024. It has been twenty-five years since Taichi and his friends first travelled to the digital world. As the former chosen children grow up, it is harder each year for them to find time for their yearly celebration. Still, they will try again each year.

[emzycore]

Did a drawing based off a dream I had where izzy and tai get stranded in a glacier alone for a number of days, also tai is concussed and Izzy’s leg was broken

Izzy figures out pretty quick that tai was concussed because he had an intense headache and couldn’t stand up without falling so izzy has to look after him while they wait to hopefully be found by the others

With Izzy’s leg being broken he can’t stand so he can really only crawl, tai doesn’t really know what’s wrong with him but he knows izzy is hurt (izzy knows his leg is broken, but refused to tell tai cus he doesn’t want him to worry and because he believes tai is in a worse condition) and tai wants to help izzy aswell but can’t because of the constant nausea and fatigue from his injury

Because of being trapped in ice they spend a good lot of the time cuddled up together to stay warm

I kinda like this idea I haven’t wrote a fic since I was 13 but I might for this cus I kinda like it

[ahiddenpath]

Cover art commissioned from kbondoxxxxav

HAPPY ODAIBA DAY! I just published a new chapter of my digimon fanfic, Infinite Possibilities! Read it on AO3 or FFN!

In today's chapter, Koushiro gives Eimi background info on the relationship between the Chosen and the Bureau, and we see the lingering damage from the events of Tri. I was so interested in thinking up what happened to the 02 kids afterward, I hope I can expand those ideas into a full fic someday.

I'm so excited, because things really start to pick up next chapter, when Hikari and Miyako tell the villages of baby digimon what happened to their missing friends.

Fic Summary:

As more people meet their digimon partners, the challenges of digimon and humans coexisting on earth cannot be ignored. College student Anami Eimi begins her career in digimon research, hoping to help digimon and humans understand one another. When she discovers caged digimon in her new lab, she contacts the Japanese Chosen, setting off a chain of events that force the Chosen and their digimon to reevaluate the dynamics of their partnership.

This fic is set pre and post Kizuna, and is a mostly canon compliant expansion. It's a three phase story, the first starring OC Anami Eimi, then Izumi Koushiro, then Yagami Hikari. It explores the realities, challenges, and politics of digimon living on earth, and the nature of the Chosen/digimon partnership.

Can the Chosen and their digimon find the infinite possibilities that will sustain their partnerships into adulthood?

There are mentions of couples in this fic, but it's action/world expansion/plot driven, not a romance.

[reliablejoukido]

Return of the King (feat. 02 hair)

Because I promised everyone I would write a fic based on the winner of the Jou Kido hair poll

cross-posted on AO3 if you’d like to make a comment there

[bethanythebogwitch]

Digimon Adventure Fanfic

Hello, I'm shamelessly shilling my fanfic: Digimon Adventure: Dark Tidings. It's set post 02 following some original characters and following up on some of the plot points that 02 left hanging. It is canon complaint and sfw and uses dub terminology.

Months after the defeat of MaloMyotismon, American DigiDestined Daniel receives a message from the Digital World. Embarking on an adventure to find his missing brother in the Digital World, Daniel and his partner Blue the Dracomon will find themselves entangled in a larger plot where new threats are rising and old loyalties are questioned. If he and his new friends can't uncover the details and find the power within themselves, the fate of both worlds may come to an end.

So far 2 chapters are out and I've written up to chapter 6. Please check it out and give me some constructive criticism.

[hikaritakaishi]

Grief (Yamato & Takeru)

Disclaimer: This is a small piece of work that I wrote for the Takari Week that I could not post, but that I really enjoyed writing, so I decided to share! I love the family dynamics that we have in Digimon and everything about these two siblings’ relationship!  Enjoy!

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“Dad as always is going to come home late.” Yamato said while putting a hand full of spaghetti pasta into the boiling water pot. “Is mom home?”

“I think by now she is. But she must be locked in the office writing some article for the newspapers. You know, the usual.”

“Those two have more in common than they would ever admit.”

“I guess you have a point.”

Takeru took a sip from the tin the Coca-Cola Yamato had given to him. “Maybe that is the reason why they are no longer together; they are too similar to stand each other.”

“It can be.” Yamato laughed a bit. “I am very proud of you for being able to talk about it so openly now. Not a long time ago you would dismiss the topic and pretend you didn’t hear my comment.”

“I’ve been making some progress. As time passed, I think I just accepted the fact that some things would never change, and I have been trying my best to heal from it the best way I can. Writing my feelings down help a lot.”  

“I understand.” Yamato bent down and took out of a wood drawer a jar with the word 塩 (salt) written in hand, and another with the word 黒胡椒 (black pepper). “Your therapy is writing, mine is creating music. I would never admit it to them, but some songs I have wrote are inspired by them.”

“There is beauty in transforming pain into art. At least their story can be signified as such.”

“Exactly. You thought that line yourself?”

“I have been practicing.” Takeru smiled shyly noticing how Yamato observed his sentence.

“I can tell.” Yamato carefully put a pinch of salt and black pepper in the pot where the pasta was boiling. “You said you wanted to talk about something on the phone. What could it be?”

“Oh…that. Well, I think I may need some… dating advice.” Takeru said and felt a sudden urge to hide himself under the table out of shyness.

“What?” Yamato turned around quickly to face his brother with his mouth wide open. He was still holding the jars.” Who is it?”

“Ah…” Takeru looked away and started to tap his hand on the table insecurely. “Do you think Taichi is the jealous type of brother… or would he be ok if I…?”

“Taichi? No way!” Yamato quickly pulled the chair next to him and noisily sat down in front of Takeru. “There is no way you are dating Hikari!”

“Theoretically, I am not…Yet. I invited her for a date on Saturday… and she said yes.”

“I see…” Yamato was speechless. “I mean, congratulations! How… did that happened?

“It is a very long story. But the thing is, I have never been on a date before, I am kind of nervous. I don’t exactly know what to do, how to plan… “

“You never asked a girl out?”  Yamato interrupted him.

“If I never told you, it's because it never happened.”

“Make sense.”

Yamato let the idea sink into his mind. Not that it wasn't something he had already imagined, or even discussed with Taichi himself. But they always joked about it, he was not prepared to face it in real life.

“So…” Takeru broke the silence. “You are going to help me…?”

 “Let me… finish dinner first. A few minutes and I can answer you. Now I am too busy being surprised.” Yamato stood up and went turning off the pan.

Takeru rolled his eyes and kept drinking the Coca-Cola.

Yamato finished cooking in few minutes and served it, making slight jokes about the topic they were discussing before.

They expressed the typicalいただきます(itadakimasu) before anything else.

“Now that I am calmer.” Yamato started trying to look as serious as he could. “What happened? And please hide unnecessary details I don’t want to know.”

Takeru laughed at this and took a few seconds to summarize everything that have happened on this mind. It was still fresh and some things he would admit did not have processed yet. But one thing he was certain of: He could not be happier.

 “You know, I have been receiving love letters from girls at school, and many of them confessed to me. I think I told you about this already.”

“Yes, I remember.” Yamato took the chopsticks and divided them, listening attentively.

“In the quickest way I can summarize this, another one was too much for us to keep pretending we did not care about it. Hikari distanced herself and it was unbearable for me. I knew it was hurting her, and we talked about it after class. And we kissed. I mean, I kissed her.”

“Basically, we two just needed a good excuse to stop playing dumb about how you feel about each other.”

“I can confirm that.” Takeru followed his brother in the previous act. Divided his chopstick as well.

“Well, I don’t think you need to do something incredibly complicated for your first date Takeru, really. Your friendship with her naturally evolved into love and I think you should keep things as light as possible. Without pressure, you know her since you were eight, just trust yourself and your feelings.”

“Oh wow, I never expected to hear it from you.” Takeru seemed kind of surprised.

“I know, I know. But after several years in a relationship, you start to think about things differently.”

“I can see it.”

“Just take care of her and your relationship properly. Everything will be ok.”

“I… don’t want to commit the same mistakes mom and dad committed you know.”

“They are a good example of not taking care of a relationship properly.” Yamato said with as much sincerity as he could. “Dad was never at home, and mom needed to work and take care of us alone most of the time. He was always too busy working. And she needed support. Not financially, but all the other kinds, and dad just let it go. They had a very deficient communication. All I can remember were they screaming their problems at each other, frustrated and confused.”

“I remember that too. And for some reason, I remember blaming myself for it, most of the time. I think dad never expected mom to actually… leave.”

“I felt that as well. I blamed myself not just for the screaming, but for the divorce. Mom just couldn’t take that anymore.”

“I don’t want to… be like them.”

“We are not our parents, Takeru.” Yamato smiled at him, reminding the time he started to date Sora, when he had the same mental dilemma Takeru was having.” We were there, we know what happened, and we have the tools to do differently. “

“I know.”

Takeru smiled sadly, trying to remove those dark days from the focus of his present-day memory. At least he knew that Yamato understood him and these waves of old grief feelings. It didn’t matter what happened in the past, if he now got the tools to create a better future. Yamato was right, he needed to trust his feelings, and trust Hikari. Trust that they were able to create a relationship with a solid base of love and respect. He was the one in charge of creating his own fate, and he chose her to be his other side of the mirror.

[sloanerisette]

New Fic: Flavor of Life

Happy Coming Out Day! This was spurred on by a conversation I had with a friend where she brought up trans femme nonbinary Izzy and I had talked about trans Mimi, and then I decided I wanted to do a little something for coming out day and here it is! Something a little sweet with some funny stuff at the end because I fully feel Izzy would be this way and it would drive Mimi mad (though she would still love and support her friend of course) and a little Jyoumi on the side because I can't resist.

Hope you all enjoy!

Summary: Izzy decides to come out to her friends. When she does, Mimi wants to take her clothes shopping, in typical Mimi fashion. Of course, though she appreciates her friend's support, given their differences in opinions when it comes to clothes, it's not necessarily easy.

A small blurb will be posted below, but if you want you can read the whole thing on AO3 HERE!

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“So, before we all hang up and go about our respective days…”

Izzy trailed off in a way that, while not uncharacteristic, was uncharacteristic given the way his eyes couldn’t meet the camera. The way his fingers anxiously tapped his desk in a chaotic rhythm. Tai furrowed his brow and leaned close to his webcam, studying Izzy carefully.

“What’s up, Izzy?” Sora asked, tilting her head. Izzy swallowed hard.

“Is everything ok, Izzy?” Yolei asked. At her words, Izzy finally stilled his frantic hand and glanced back at his camera.

“Sorry, I’m just… having trouble figuring out how I want to word this.”

“Take your time! We don’t have anything going on.”

Mimi’s words were as bright as her cheery smile, and he glanced at the window with her and Joe in it. He could do this, right? Given the gender make up of their group, it wouldn’t be bad, but it was just the struggle of figuring out how to word it all.

He knew he wasn’t an expert at this type of stuff compared to his skill with programming, and for the first time he was frustrated at that.

Finally, he closed his eyes and sighed, “I’ve… been thinking about it lately— in all honesty, I can’t remember how the thought entered my mind— but…” he trailed off and tapped his chin thoughtfully. After a moment he shook his head, “I don’t think I’m a man. No, I’m sure I’m not a man.”

“Oh, Izzy, congrats!” Mimi said instantly, unable to stop from clapping. A soft smile was on Izzy’s face as they looked at their friend and the wide smile that practically split her face.

“I-I appreciate it, Mimi, but I haven’t finished…” they said sheepishly, glancing away from the camera as they ducked their head. His cheeks flushed a gentle pink.

“Ooh, sorry!” Mimi squeaked, slapping a hand over her mouth to silence herself. Izzy couldn’t help but chuckle gently.

“Where was I— oh, right, I’m not a man. I was thinking about it, and I… think I’m a woman?” they paused, pouting slightly in thought, “I think I might be a woman, but I’m not entirely sure. It still feels a bit… nebulous to me.”