Okay then. Yagami Taichi. So that's Y/A/G/M/I/T/C/H. And Izumi Koushiro is I/Z/U/M/K/O/S/H/R. Give us your wisdom, oh great one.
Finally answering! Thanks for your patience. OK, I’ll put the answers under a cut because I accidentally added a couple ficlets teehee. Also got Yamato and Daisuke in my inbox so will get to those soon~
Yagami Taichi and Izumi Koshiro under the cut
Yagami Taichi
Y: What is one question they’ve always wanted an answer to?
Why does what everyone else sees as courage feel so much like fear?
A: What are/were this character’s best subjects in school?
In elementary school, he just barely made the grade by in pretty much everything. Outstanding marks in P.E. Otherwise, generally too energetic and distracted for homework. He was very much that kid the teacher genuinely likes yet wishes was in someone else’s class some days…
In high school, well, Tri verse seems to have made him into a pretty standard, “life happens to me” type of high school student, but I like to think that his sense of leadership and resourcefulness would make him a bit more of a go-getter. I think he’d buckle down to some extent — perhaps for most of his high school career, soccer would be first in his mind, and some subjects would just not be his thing. But charisma, public speaking skill, and leadership ability would definitely show through in group projects, presentations, debate, that sort of thing. So I think his best subjects would probably be social studies, government, and perhaps English.
G: How do they flirt?
If he tries to flirt on purpose, he acts like Marty McFly, minues the oedipus thing. Luckily he’s not a very flirty guy. At least not at first. After he’s been in a relationship for someone in a while, however…
“Stop licking my ear.”
“But it’s delicious. I just want to eat it up.”
“I am not your dinner.”
“Of course not, you’re too sweet for that. You’re dessert!”
“That is so cheesy.”
“Would you like it if I ate cheese off your naked body, sweetums?”
(Of course, he’s really trying to be funny here, more than he is trying to flirt. In truth he remains an awkward, fairly oblivious lover his entire life, and his redeeming qualities are his positivity and affectionate nature.)
M: What is their favourite dessert?
Chocolate banana! At festivals he breaks them in half, sticks them under his tongue and parades around as a walrus. But honestly he’ll take fried food over sweets.
I: On a scale of 1 to 10, how much do they love themselves?
He doesn’t really think about it. If you asked, he’d open his arms wide and say in a loud, child-like voice, “Thiiis much!” But he has his real lows as well as his real highs. Sometimes he’s bitter. Sometimes self-pitying. Sometimes he thinks someone else, anyone else, could do a better job at being Yagami Taichi than he does. But he shakes himself out of it pretty well usually, or someone helps him to it. He gets by thanks to his friends.
T: Where are they ticklish?
“I am not ticklish. At all. Anywhere.”
“You definitely are.” Yamato looked like he was struggling not to laugh, which only made Taichi frown harder.
“Maybe when I was a kid, and overreacted to everything.”
“Yesterday, when Jou tapped you on the shoulder, you started squirming around.”
“I was surprised, not ticklish. I do not have ticklish shoulders.”
“Okay,” Yamato sat down on the edge of the couch. Taichi immediately scooted back against the arm and pulled his legs in. “What are you doing?”
“I sense danger.”
“You think — I’m not going to tickle you,” Yamato sighed. Then his eyes narrowed. “But if you’re not ticklish to begin with, why are you worried?”
“Not worried,” Taichi harrumphed. “Not ticklish either.”
“Fine, you’re not ticklish.”
“I’m not.”
“I just said that.”
They fell quiet. Yamato picked up the remote, started to flick through the movie selection on TV. Meanwhile, a muscle worked in Taichi’s jaw as he sat beside him with tense, folded arms.
“Taichi.”
“Do NOT tickle me!”
“I’m not going to tickle you! I was going to tell you to unclench! I’m getting a charley horse just watching you!”
(In sum: He is not ticklish. At all. Anywhere.)
C: Can they swim well?
Like a fish. An exceedingly ungraceful fish. Like a torpedo when Sora’s in the water too and he wants to start a splash fight.
H: What is their deadly sin?
“Let’s see, there are seven deadly sins, right?” Taichi frowned. “Uh, I don’t remember what they are, so.”
Koushirou began to tick them off on his fingers. “Pride, wrath, gluttony —”
Yamato let out a low chuckle. “Gluttony, for sure.”
“You shut up.”
“Yesterday you ate the ramen and fried rice special, the large size, for lunch,” Yamato remarked, cool as you please, while glaring daggers down his nose. “After which you ate my fried rice too.”
“I was doing you a favor,” Taichi pouted. “You couldn’t finish it.”
“Admit it. You’re a glutton.”
“I’m a gourmand.”
“Pffft.”
“It’s thanks to people like me that your beloved matcha Kit-Kats became a thing.”
“— Envy, greed, sloth, and lust,” Koushirou finished, not appearing to note the interruption.
Mimi squealed. “Lust! That’s it for sure!” She clasped her hands over her chest. “If we only knew the nights he lies awake in bed, tormented by desire, confused, all alone with his turbulent teenage hormones —”
“In your dreams!” Taichi shouted.
He threw a pillow at her. She ducked. Sora lunged between them and snatched the pillow before they could begin an all out war in Koushirou’s pristine office.
“Taichi’s deadly sin is not lust.” She rolled her eyes. “Unless it’s lust for nachos.”
“Not you too,” the glutton groaned. “Gimme that pillow.”
“No.”
“You’re no fun.”
The pillow smacked him in the face. “I’m not what now?”
“How about sloth?” Hikari suggested.
All eyes turned to stare at her. She blushed. “Well, it takes him fifteen minutes to roll out of bed in the morning.”
“Traitor!” Taichi said with what the others supposed was meant to be righteous fury, but sounded rather more pitiful with his face squashed into a pillow.
“We still haven’t heard from the accused himself,” Yamato pointed out. “If Sora can be obliged to stop suffocating him for a minute.”
Sora acquiesced in favor of sitting on Yamato’s lap. Very serious, Taichi cupped his chin in his hands as he gazed at the coffee table.
“My deadly sin,” he began — pausing for dramatic effect — “is greed. I want too many things,” he went on, quietly, eyes unfocusing as if looking far into the past. Somewhere he didn’t like to go too often. “Like wanting to win without losing anything. Wanting strength without getting hurt. Wanting peace but also wanting change. I’m greedy. I can’t… accept the way the world limits me.”
His friends stared. For a moment, thoughtful silence reigned. Then:
“So you admit to being a glutton.”
“Damnit, Yamato!” Taichi drove his fist into the arm of the couch amid the flurry of giggles that spread throughout the group. “I am trying to have a moment of self-reflection here!”
“Sorry,” Yamato said unrepentently. “Everyone, he wants a moment of self-reflection. Show some respect. No more titters for fifteen seconds.”
“Ten,” Sora corrected, “No, better make it five.”
“Better make it zero,” Taichi growled, “if you want a decent head start before I rip you all to shreds. With my teeth.”
“How about Mario Kart?” Koushirou said, digging through the box of games.
“… OK, fine. With Mario Kart.”
(You could, and probably will, argue that his sin should be pride. It’s a common one for shonen protagonists. But I’ve never really felt that Taichi is prone to pride, or arrogance. His big struggle with just that, the infamous SkullGreymon episode, isn’t enough for me to put it down a major character flaw. Taichi’s bossiness and optimism to the point of naivete don’t come from an overblown image of himself for the most part. I think he really does just, as the song goes, want it all and want it all now. And being the leader puts him in a position of constantly having to make sacrifices he doesn’t want to make. That’s my reasoning, but you’re perfectly welcome to yours.)
Izumi Koshiro
I: On a scale of 1 to 10, how much do they love themselves?
He might put it at 8.4. Generally he is happy with himself. He values hard work, creativity, thirst for learning. He also values friends and family. As long as those things are first in his life, he feels pretty good. But if something slips, he beats himself up pretty hard. And he’s not so great at talking himself out of it. In those cases he needs a dose of perspective from the people who love him and understand how hard he drives himself.
Z: How do they sleep?
Like a log or not at all. Also a light snorer. The type who snores through a closed mouth while lying on his back. If he rolls over on his side, no issues.
U: What’s their voice like?
Gentle, neutral, precise, neither high nor low. Everyone listens the minute it’s colored by some emotion. Always apologizes afterward. Someone hug this kid.
M: What is their favourite dessert?
Creme brulee. He is secretly quite fancy.
K: How do you know when you’ve upset them?
Most people don’t. Those closest to him, though, find out pretty easily, because he tells them. Very frankly. (This he learned from a long friendship with a certain big-haired blockhead who doesn’t always notice when he’s being an ass.) And he forgives them quickly as well, once he knows they understand what they did that hurt him. He always wants to be fair and hates pettiness. Though now and then he has a petty moment ahaha.
O: What would it take to break them, inside and out?
WHY DO YOU WANT TO KNOW THIS.
but seriously, it would probably be losing the trust and support of his friends. He may have a bunch of solitary hobbies, but Koushirou really, deeply values his loved ones. He’s not cut out for perpetual loneliness. Similarly, if he felt like he could have helped more but didn’t, hello guilt trip.
S: How stealthy are they?
Can be quite stealthy. He’s short and soft-spoken, easy to overlook. But the reason why he wants to be stealthy tends to influence his judgment. Case in point…
“Koushirou…” Taichi stared, jaw hanging open a bit, giving him a rather stupid look which Koushirou felt compelled to warn him off. But before he could say a word, Taichi linked his arm around Koushirou’s neck and dragged him bodily down the hallway to the boys’ restroom.
Inside, he found the farthest unoccupied stall and, to Koushirou’s extreme confusion, locked them both inside.
“You’re not going to dunk my head in the toilet, are you?”
“Excuse you, what do you take me for, some kind of boneheaded jock? Wait, don’t answer that.”
Taichi looked nervously through the crack by the door hinges. “Taichi-san, what are we doing?” Koushirou sighed.
“What are we doing? What are you doing? What is that,” he cried, pointing emphatically at Koushirou’s collar.
“This?” Reaching up, Koushirou’s fingers adjusted the purple bowtie he’d painstakingly selected to match his silk lilac shirt. “This is a bowtie.”
“It looks you pinned some kind of moth through your button hole.”
Koushirou’s brow knit. “Does it? I thought it made me look sort of dressed up.”
“Why would you want to though?”
“Well, we are at a dance, you know. I just wanted to make sure I blend in. It would be horrible if tomorrow everyone was talking about how I was the only one inappropriately dressed.”
“Uh, I hate to say this, but haven’t you noticed that nearly all of the guys came in their school uniforms?” To illustrate his point, Taichi gestured at his own attire. He had indeed come in his school clothes. His shirt was even tucked in for once.
A streak of crimson colored Koushirou’s face. He looked down. Taichi’s eyes darted back and forth as he struggled to come up with something to say. Just then, the bathroom door swung open.
“Taichi, Koushirou, if you two are in here, come out before Mimi accosts every last person looking for you,” Yamato called in a tone of deep longsuffering.
Without opening the stall door, Taichi replied: “What does she want us for?”
“To take a picture.”
Koushirou groaned. “Tell her I’m sick… Taichi-san… I can’t go back out there like this!”
“Why not?” Yamato asked impatiently. It sounded like he was at his wit’s end dealing with Mimi.
“I’m… a little overdressed.”
“Psh. So what? Mimi came here in a ball gown.”
“What?” Koushirou exclaimed as Taichi made a noise of surprise. “She did?”
“Yeah, and you can’t be more overdressed than her.”
“There’s your out, Koushirou,” Taichi hissed in his ear. “Just stick with Mimi the whole night. If anyone asks, she picked out your clothes. She’ll be happy to take the credit. She’ll think you look great.”
Koushirou blushed harder, though for an entirely different reason. With a smirk, Taichi patted his back, and even straightened his bowtie for him before opening the door.
“Get out there, then. Stud.”
(whoever thought I, a staunch joumi fan, would write a koumi drabble… oh well… it just happened lol)
H: What is their deadly sin?
Hard one. He’s a pretty perfect kid lol. I suppose I might put him down for “greed” as well, and maybe it fits better than it does Taichi, in the sense that his curiosity compells him to want to know as much as he can, so he sometimes doesn’t noice the needs of people around him. But it’s not like this is intentional or he doesn’t know about it. Half the time the reason he’s working so hard is because he’s trying to help those people.
R: What are their hands like?
Short, stubby fingers. Often ink-blotted. He’s constantly flexing his hands from typing so much. Bound to get carpal tunnel someday.
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I was tagged by my gal @gouguruheddo here for this questionnaire.
A- age:
28, born in 1989, like Koushiro and Mimi
B- birthplace:
USA, East Coast
C- current time:
10:27 PM
D- drink you last drank:
Water
E- easiest person to talk to:
My husband
F- favorite song: I made a playlist to answer this for a different ask game, you can find it here.
G- grossest memory: I dunno about gross... It’s hard to gross out a biologist.
H- horror yes or no?
No. I can’t, I cry for the victims and am distraught about it for days -__-
I- in love?
With my husband, yes.
J- jealous of people?
No, I’m way too aware that we all have our own shit to go through.
K- killed someone?
No, I should certainly hope not O__O
L- love at first sight or should I walk past again? Love at first sight is difficult for someone that does not experience attraction.
M- middle name:
Lauren
N- number of siblings:
I have an older brother.
O- one wish?
For everyone to look out for each other, even if it’s just in very basic ways
P- person you last called?
Husband
Q- question you’re always asked:
“Why do you say thank you so much?” (it was expected of me as a child)
R- reason to smile:
My husband, animals, music, books, CREATING, science, cats, food, people being good to one another, great weather, did I mention animals? XD
S- song you last sang:
I was singing while I was baking, but what was it... I think it was Once Upon a Dream.
T- time you woke up:
7:00 AM
U- underwear color:
Right now? White with rainbow polka dots, I think.
V- vacation:
I want to visit Hawaii, Japan, Bora Bora, Italy, Ireland, Spain...
W- worst habit:
Terrible self-confidence, degrading myself
X- x-rays:
? I mean I had a lot of them done with my hip surgeries?
Y- your favourite food:
Moroccan beef kefta
Z- zodiac sign:
I’m a Capricorn, which is the closest fit available, although I lack the severity and ambition associated with the sign. I think technically I’m Sagittarius now, but no thanks XD
If they would like to, I want to tag: @hannahdimond , @a-v-e-z-a, and @adventure-hearts (although I’m not sure if you want to take this kind of ask on a fandom only blog?) Thanks for the tag <3
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