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by Jenna Gribbon, 2020

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Sorry, but if there is something in adult life that is greater than a spicy marg on a hot evening, I don’t know what that is.

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This tease is going to sustain my hope for months.

please let this be real….

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This is a stroke of genius right here.

💿👾🦖

I saw a manga panel of Gabumon that made him look a lot like a labubu. It sent me down a rabbit hole of making this art of probably the number one fan of gabumon labubus.

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A m y

W i n e h o u s e

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Too hot to hang. Sundance Square. Fort Worth, TX. Photo by Amber Maitrejean

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Very shy, but I want to be brave and ask if you have any headcanons for Sora and Takeru! Also hello!!!

Ohhhh thank you for this! :)

So these are two characters that I haven’t thought terribly terribly deeply about, as they’ve tended to mostly only take cameo roles in my fics. BUT. This is what I would say about them…

Sora I see as being someone self-reliant and self-contained and on the whole, very TOGETHER. She’s the kind of person that Yamato likes to think that he is (but he is not, he’s a mess).

That’s not to say she doesn’t have her challenges and emotional struggles. But she has her shit enough under control to be able to help other people with theirs - and she is the one that all her friends come to for this, or to just be a sounding board.

But while she is always willing to step in and help and cares about the people around her, to my mind she always maintains a certain level of distance, for her own self-protection. Like, she’ll listen and help you… but isn’t getting over involved in your nonsense.

She is the type who enjoys and needs a lot of time on her own. At weekends, she’ll happily take herself to a movie or an art gallery, or to a coffee shop with a book and not feel lonely doing these things by herself.

She also does not follow the crowd, but stays true to her own drives and interests, regardless of what is ‘cool’ or what everyone else is doing.

I don’t really actively ship her with anyone, but I do think she would make a good partner for Yamato. If not for my uncontrollable and relentless TaiYama shipping feels, I would probably ship Sorato. I think they would complement one another and get each other and be good at meeting one another’s needs.

Regardless of their relationship status I think she and Yamato would be close and important friends.

Takeru… HMMMMM. He is an interesting one, because I feel like I don’t have a super clear read on him, probably because most of my characterisation and headcanons are based on Adventure, where he is so teeny, haha.

As a result, I tend to see him as something of a chameleon - someone who changes what he’s like depending on context, and always feels kind of on the cusp of some transition or other. Whereas other characters are fairly predictable to those around them who know them well, I feel like Takeru is a bit of a dark horse in the sense that often nobody knows which way he is going to go on an issue.

I actually think he’s a bit of an anarchist at heart, but is good at outwardly toeing the line and keeping his true nature hidden. Like, if he does something wrong in class, he’s going to get away with it, because his teachers would never believe he’d be the one to cause trouble. Daisuke will get the blame instead while Takeru sits there looking all “No, not me…”

Shipping-wise, I have pretty much zero feels here. Hikari is the obvious choice, but that pairing really does nothing for me, because it feels bland and too obvious. I’m sure they would be fine together, but meh. I think I would probably imagine him winding up with someone not in the group.

To be honest, maybe he ends up with nobody and just writes his books and does his own thing. I think it’s difficult to be a successful writer and also give your time to a relationship and family. And I do like and support the career choice of writer for him. So, perhaps that’s where I see him.

Thanks again for the ask!

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I ENJOYED TALKING ABOUT MY HEADCANONS JUST THEN. PLEASE ASK ME MORE. 💖

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This is old, but yes to all of it.

On a totally practical level, I find it hard to believe that Yamato would choose a job that would endanger his life and take him away from his home and his family for probably months at a time — particularly if he has young kids who he is leaving behind with a most likely struggling mother, because hey little kids are always hard fucking work, and especially on your own.

Yamato is an emotionally intelligent guy who is driven by a need to support and help the people he cares about. We’re meant to believe he’d be ok with dumping all the gruelling family responsibilities not just onto a wife, but onto SORA of all people?

Nope. I’m sorry, but I can’t buy into that. If my husband told me he was leaving the planet for six months or a year or whatever, I’d be like, ok cool, so that’s the end of our marriage.

That’s before we even get into any of the psychological stuff around someone who is not super great on feelings of abandonment etc. choosing to undergo an experience that has to be one of the most isolating, restrictive and claustrophobic things that a person can go through…

If the astronaut thing works for you, great. But I’ve spent quite a bit of time in my fic wrestling with iterations of that career path, and while I like the tension that it brings around Yamato having both scientific and artistic sides, it ultimately doesn’t fit my understanding of him.

I personally think we have to approach that epilogue as a kind of almost tongue-in-cheek “haha, what if…?” type scenario that is being presented as just one of any number of possible futures for this bunch.

@darcynne​ that’s all I needed as motivation to write my “Yamato as an Astronaut makes no fucking sense” meta so here it goes!

So ever since I found out, as a kid even, that in the 25 years after part, Yamato becomes an astronaut… I’ve had Questions. I guess I was supposed to go like “Wow he’s an astronaut that’s so cool wow!” but instead I just can’t help thinking how much that clashes with his personality.

Yamato’s alignment is Chaotic.

Probably the most chaotic-inclined of all the original twelve children. Something that is even more clear in the Japanese dialogues, since he’s, I think, the only character that never uses name honorifics. He also calls his dad “oyaji” (my old man), being the only character to use such a blunt term for his own father - a form of authority in his life. From a general standpoint, the way he reacts to stuff happening and acts as HE thinks is best and not abiding to social norms, that’s the crux of any chaotic character; acting on their own reason and not caring what society expects of them - which is different from not caring whether others see him as emotionally vulnerable; he doesn’t care if people think he’s rude, but he cares if people think he’s vulnerable (at least in the first season; in 02 he is much more in tune with his own emotions but he still doesn’t care about following social norms).

But you’ll tell me, he depended on being seen as a good older brother for Takeru, and this is a societal expectation he wanted to follow. And I’ll tell you, this fucked Yamato up. The one way he pushed himself to follow social norms was by overcompensating for not being a part of Takeru’s everyday life by being overly protective and losing his shit every time he lost sight of Takeru for 1.5 seconds. The worst part being how he became almost possessive over Takeru, feeling that anyone who simply becomes close with Takeru will eventually take him away from Yamato, therefore Takeru must not have other friends, Takeru only needs Yamato, Takeru is a helpless little baby that can’t do anything on his own… that’s all Yamato depended on on the idea that by “social norms” means he has to be a “good older brother”. None of his methods showed how much he loved Takeru, because those methods were not him. I mean, he does love his brother, but his dependence on showing a “good big brother” façade pushed him to behaviours that go against his character and his expression. We see it much more clearly in 02, where he acts way more casual and open with his brother, now that he’s at peace with his own self and emotions.

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A Shot in the Dark, part 9

TaiYama, rated E

In another life, Taichi and Yamato still meet.

Read on AO3. Or start from the beginning.

The pan of curry is still pipping away, simmering on the stove, while their kiss meanders pleasantly on, when Koushiro appears in the kitchen doorway.

“Oh, sorry. I’ll just–,” he says, dithering there, seeming unable to stop staring at them, and eventually giving up on the idea. “Gosh, this feels familiar.”

Taichi pulls away, not stepping back further than he needs to, leaving just enough space between himself and Yamato to be appropriate for company. “It’s ok,” he says. “Why don’t you help? Do you know how to cook rice?”

Koushiro looks emboldened by this request. “Please,” he says, moving further into the kitchen. “Do I know how to cook rice? Come on, I’m Japanese.”

But as it turns out, Koushiro does not, in fact, know how to make rice without an automated rice cooker. Yamato seems equally baffled by the rice-cooking process. When Taichi tries to delegate the task to him instead, the first thing he does is get out his phone and Google the cooking method.

“This is ridiculous,” Taichi says, as he’s rinsing the rice under the running tap himself. “You are both clearly so much smarter than me, yet I’m the only one who can figure this out.”

“I’m terribly sorry,” Koushiro says, “I’ve been preoccupied with trying to make sense of how to correctly line up interdimensional gateways within the bounds of three separate spacetime continuums. I haven’t had time to commit cooking rice in a saucepan to memory.”

In place of his apology, Yamato steps close to Taichi and presses his lips to the side of his neck, because Taichi is starting to get the impression that Yamato’s main purpose in kitchens is to sexily distract you from what it is you’re meant to be using this room for. 

“I’ll mix you a cocktail instead,” he offers. “I’m really, really good at that.”

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i loveeeeeee nonlinear storytelling. show me where we are. now show me how we got here. the end before the beginning. show me how it was inevitable or how many chances we had to change things(nothing was ever going to change). let's meet in the middle as all the puzzle pieces slide into place hell yeah that's the good shit.

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I MISS THEM😔

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Why is my job not writing fanfic, that’s what I’d like to know.

Because having a different job really gets in the way of things.

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A Shot in the Dark, chapter 8

You guys, this story has turned into my absolute baby. It is ridiculous, and nobody else cares, but I love it with all my heart. Je ne regrette rien.

A Shot in the Dark, chapter 8

TaiYama, rated E

In another life, Taichi and Yamato still meet.

Read on AO3.

Part 7 here, if you missed it. Or start from the beginning.

For a while, Taichi gets really into the chilli peppers, starts gathering and drying them and bashing them down to experiment with making dishes inspired by the food that his Algerian roommate would make for him in Montpellier. He gets bored of this quickly, though, and soon relinquishes the kitchen — and the plants — back to Yamato’s control. And thank God for that because Yamato can’t deal with him constantly fucking up the carefully-organised utensils. 

That’s not the last they see of the chillis, though. Months later, Yamato is still finding forgotten stashes of wrinkled, darkened jalapenos and serranos, in cupboards and drawers.

“More of these,” he says, one evening, slamming a mug filled with dried peppers down in front of Taichi, along with a bowl of udon.

Taichi glances carelessly at the chillis, and shakes his head. “Where are they still coming from? I swear this is more than I ever picked. I mean, this is borderline supernatural at this point.” He’s already slurping his noodles before Yamato has even made it to the table with his own bowl.

“What, you think we have a chilli fairy?” Yamato says, picking up his chopsticks. “Spreading peppers all around the house?”

“Chilli gremlin,” Taichi says, grinning at him. He rattles the dried chilis in their mug. “He brings the spice party.”

“You’re the chilli gremlin. It’s like a fucking biblical plague in here.” Yamato hooks up a first mouthful of noodles between the points of his chopsticks, then pauses before taking a bite. This conversation is making him want chilli oil. He puts his chopsticks down and gets up to fetch it.

“Or maybe it’s a poltergeist,” Taichi says, twisting in his seat, so he can follow Yamato’s movements around the kitchen as he gets the oil from the cupboard, and then returns to the table. “That all starts with them moving your shit around, right?”

“Don’t you dare make me scared of this house,” Yamato warns, pulling his chair back in, ignoring Taichi’s teasing smile, “I love it here too much.”

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