#digimondestined

[owarinaki]

Yamato and Takeru ‘s parents

-Ishida Hiroaki -Takaishi Natsuko

Yamato ‘s father is the most involved parents in the series, as he is fully aware of his sons' activities in the Digital World, and often lends precious help to the DigiDestined

Motomiya Daisuke ‘s parent + Jun (older sister)

Yagami Taichi & Hikai ‘s parents

 Koushiro ‘s parents

Joe ‘s older brother Shin +Shuu (Right side)

Kido Shin , Joe ‘s oldest brother : Doctor

Kido Shuu ,Joe ‘s second older brother : Director

Yamato & Takeru ‘s Dad 

Yamato & Takeru ‘s  Mom

Ken ‘s Dad

Shuu (๋Joe’s older brother) + Sora ‘s Dad &Mom

Koushiro ‘s mom

Sora ‘s Mom + Yamato & Takeru ‘s Dad&Mom

Mimi ‘s Parents

Yamato & Takeru ‘s Dad

Ken & Daisuke ‘s family

Miwako ‘s family

Iori  and Kouishiro ‘s family

-Iori ‘s Grandad & Mom

Mr&Mrs.Ichijouji  (Ken’s parents) & Mr.&Mrs.Takenouchi( Sora ‘s parents)

Shin ,Joe ‘s oldest brother

Sora’s mom

Taichi & Hikari ‘s parents

Mimi ‘s Parents

Yamato & Takeru ‘s Parents

Koushiro ‘s parents

The Parents of DigiDestined (Digimon adventure 1 &2)

[asturlavi]

knocks on your door emotionally

personified sadness

[caandlelit]

omg werewolf matsukawa elaborate i want dem hcs

ok so ive got this horrible word doc with my jambled mess of a concept for this witch makki werewolf matsun fic im writing its like 3% done expect it within 2 business years

(edit. this post is too long but i cant stop typing this is good)

werewolf matsun is the SEXIEST idea ever anyone thats done it is doing gods work because that shit is hot . its fucking sexy okay

in my barely formed au he becomes a werewolf in third year

he hears about weird sounds in the forest at night ok

and he convinces witch hanamaki that they shld camp out and see what it is 

because he’s been so interested in the witchy supernatural shit since even before he met him 

and hanamaki is like okay fine But im wearing my warding pendent and matsukawa is like WHEN WILL U ADMIT YOU’RE A WITCH and hanamaki, mid-putting on his witch hat, ruffles his hair and says idk what ur talking about

they camp out and they’re just bantering and its cute and fun for 2 hours then

matsun hears growling and snapping noises and he’s like hanamaki stay in the fuckin tent 

and obviously hanamaki is like on god that is the stupidest thing uve ever said issei no

 and matsukawa steps outside and he holds a hand back to stop makki and he steps out and looks around, eyes narrows 

and he’s like … straightening up and furrows his brows and ‘theres nothing here’ 

and he feels like everything is slow and odd and unreal and he turns and sees bright, yellow eyes and he hears the snarl and jerks back 

and he’s being attacked and leaped upon and he shouts curses and screams and theres sharp teeth at his side and the smell of matted fur 

and hanamaki sprints out and ?? magic spells it away (leave me alone) 

what is the spell? what kindof witch is hanamaki? what does he say?

(begone thot!) 

the wolf creature howls and thuds off, fast and loping and hanamaki turns and he’s panicked and is like ‘issei? oh FUCK’

matsukawa is like fuck fuck fuck 

leaning against a tree and lightheaded and he collapses, head back against the trunk and sweat pouring down his temples, iron in his mouth where hes biting his tongue to keep from scremaing at the sharp pain

touches his side and his fingers come away bloody 

his breath is heavy and hes like takahiro im dying 

and hanamaki’s dropping down beside him and lifts his arm and says shut the fuck up you’re not dying you asshole and hes sniffling 

and matsuns like im sorry i dragged u out here and hanamaki’s like shut up shut up. issei. shit . issei you were right 

and hes like wh what was i right about and hes like you were right. im a witch . and youre not fucking dying here, asshole

issei mumbles fuck yeah and does like a little fist pump

and he whispers a spell to carry him over back to his house 

and he bandages him up and matsun is tired and in pain and staring at him in the moonlight 

MONDAY

go to school and matsun has white bandages wrapped around his side hidden under his shirt and hes a little scraped up even though hanamaki healed and cleaned up as much as he could

someones like oooh matsukawa your arm is scraped up wtf 

and hes like yeah man i got in a fight to protect takahiros honor 

makki’s like yeah…. :/// he lost 

and matsuns like shut up asshole and theyre laughing and theyre good theyre okay 

half way through the school day, long and tired and the bell seems louder and harsher and shriller and everything is too bright and loud and making his eyes and ears hurt 

in the bathroom matsun takes off the tape bc hes feeling nauseous and everything feels a little too much for some reason hes assuming bc of the wound, maybe its infected

and he checks it while hes inside and the bandages come off and 

its clean no bite no blood no mark 

and he stares at it and says what the fuck and texts hanamaki 

and hanamaki sees the text and its just ‘SOS BATHROOM NOW PLELASE’ 

asks his teacher to let him go to the bathroom and he steps into the bathroom and matsun spins around and gestures at his side and chest wordlessly 

hanamaki like blinks at the sight of matsuns abs and then blinks again at the healed skin and hes like what the fuck  

so

he has sharper vision and sense of smell and hearing 

and hes like takahiro……..everything feels horrible and too much and hanamaki’s like ok so what do u want me to do knock u out so u don’t feel anything? and matsukawa’s like huh actually and hana’s like Shut up Dumbass

werewolf matsukawa suddenly stronger and hanamaki so so bitter about it ignoring his personal ‘im attracted to him’ feelings and pretending hes mad abt the super strength

matsukawa’s eyes glinting yellow on occasion and hanamaki trying not to scream bc god that’s sexy

the day they see the healed skin they like walk home silent and shell shocked 

matsukawa staring hollowly at the sidewalk his posture lost

hanamaki squinting off into the distance

makki opening his mouth angrily at one point

only to close it defeatedly bc he cant even……

a conversation in hanamaki’s bedroom along the lines of 

‘issei why is my life literally teen wolf why am I stiles from teen wolf’ 

matsun perks up ‘oh that’s dylan o briens character right? does that make me derek !!!’ 

and hanamaki turns from where hes muttering angrily and squints at him and says slowly

‘why the fu- dude? u r scott ??? because u are a FUCKING WEREWOLF ??????? why would u be derek ???? ur my best friend that turned into a GODDAMN WEREWOLF-‘ 

‘okok calm down hiro fine fine chill out‘ 

matsuns like slumping like ‘ugh, scott. i don’t wanna be scott hes painfully straight-‘ 

and hanamakis like throwing his hands up and shouting like ‘SO THEN !! why would u want to be derek!!!’ 

and issei’s like ‘…….nevermind we r not in the state to have a conversation about teen wolf, a show neither of us finished and obviously dont have any knowledge about’

im gonna have it properly set in 2013 itll be so cringey and fun

matsukawa also has insomnia and and gets migraines sometimes 

and hanamaki’s witchy incense smelling house and bedroom having him nodding off so easily and he sleeps over a lot 

especially after he gets bitten, because the migraines get worse

moreso near the full moon

and he comes in through the window and hanamaki is half asleep but always automatically pulls up his blanket and lets him in

big spoon matsun

he curls into his chest as best as he can, pressed tight between the wall and matsukawa

also i have this 

italics: makki

bold: mattsun

list of signs pointing towards issei probably being a werewolf: 

got bit by a giant dog-creature the bite mark disappeared next day (???? freaky shit)

sudden super healing and durability (useful for when oikawa serves the ball into your head – lmfao)

sudden heightened senses (my headaches r .. multiplying - :( )

sudden super strength (fuck u issei – i didn’t ask to be bitten takahiro – oh no u were bitten how sad for u and ur six pack – the werewolf actually decided i deserve super strength bc of how cool i am – and immeasurable pain every full moon too huh ???? – ...sacrifices were made)

90% sure he got stupider – sign of a dog brain ?? (FUCK OFF – do u want me to explain what a percentage is <3 – no </3)

hair growth (wtf does that mean ??? – it means i suddenly have more chest hair its very weird – ngl to u u were already pretty hairy -  fucker)

eyes turn yellow sometimes (wait, really????? – yes its so fucking weird – that sounds fucking epic actually – no comment)

big dick energy went up the ROOF (ok that’s enough asshole – tell me im lying hiro.)

edit: ok the full moon happened we’re all traumatized and hes definitely a FUCKING werewolf.

ill finish this as a fic one day ill post when i do

might also make a useless porno oneshot with just werewolf matsukawa and ? possibly dancer makki im very into dancer makki atm

long post im very sorry but !!!! thanks for the ask 

[higuchicons]

THANK YOU FOR MAKING ICONS. YOU ARE WONDERFUL AND WE ARE GRATEFUL <3

waaaaaaahhhh thank you so much!! i’m so glad you like them! <333 you’re too kind......

[formlesscopycat]

happy holidays dear <3

My dear Cat!!!! I hope you had lovely Christmas!✨🥰🌟 I miss you! It's almost three years since we met here and I'm emotional.🥺

[jamie-the-ysalamir]

JAMIE START GOING TO BED AT REASONABLE TIMES

I think that 4am is a perfectly reasonable time <3

[digicontextdiscord]

Hi! I was wondering is the discord server open to the public/can I join?

hey! unfortunately these screenshots are all made by us through editing. HOWEVER there IS a server to join if you were looking for one! do note that this is not a roleplay server thoughthe link should take you to a promo post of the server with a short list of its basic rules if youre still interested in joining a server!!

[redxblueihateloveyou]

so usually i don't start new anime unless i've stumbled onto it by my own will (typically recs ain't got anything on me :P) and i started PRINCE of TENNIS and it's so good i'm crying for two reasons; one I'm invested (my soul, no one will ever drag me out again lmaooo) and two I'm sad it's an old fandom anyways love ya <3 have you ever been in a dead fandom? Tips? (For survival)

haha maybe it’s good then that I can’t watch old-styled ones, I’ve been in a dead fandoms tho yes, but like not even those where “we stopped talking about it, but at least we have fics and fanarts”, I’ve been in one where like “no fics, no fanarts and nobody talks about it” bc nobody knows about it xD At least “prince of tennis” has this, I’ve heard it’s (was) pretty popular. I’m like obsessed with “tegami bachi”, the animation is also beautiful, where are all the ppl *cries*

my point is I don’t really have tips, I’m just lucky that I have to sisters who’s into this, so I just made them watch it so we could cry about it together :D So finding somebody to talk to is always great, but I do suffer from the lack of stuff.. fics are my food so yeah I do cry about the lack of them in some fandoms sometimes lol

tbh KNB is also not very active rn, this makes me sad

[lia-nikiforov]

hELLO I LOVVE YOUR AO3 WRITING YOUR AOKISE (iknowoldashell) IS GOD-TIER THANK YOU FOR SHARING WITH THE WORLD YOU BRILLIANT PERSON. Your sense of humor is evident all over your blog ; (sorry to hear about the hell thing sdjkgjsdg but) I LOVE YOU OKAY NOW HAVE A GOOD DAY <3

HELLO I’m so sorry it took me so long to respond to this but THANK YOU!!! I’m really happy you liked my fic good enough to come and yell at me on tumblr ;----; It means a lot! I really hope I get time soon to finish Misery, I’m sorry I’ve left it hanging for so long ;----; 

[vikingpoteto]

digimondestined replied to your post: do you have a fucking "do it for her" posters with...

@vikingpoteto​ I know it’s a serious thing but I gotta say it’s still so cute damn

he is my son, Cat!!! even if he tries to kill me, I have to provide for him!!!! 

[bnha-fairytale-zine]

Where can I find the official guidelines of the zine, for example whether shipping is allowed, types of contribution being accepted, etc. Thanks for your time!

You won’t be able to find them since I haven’t posted them up just yet. I’m so sorry. 

-Mod Shoto

[cimberelly]

*SCREMS LOUDLY* I LOVE YOUR AO3 WORKS; YOU ARE A GODDESS AND YOUR AOKISE BLESSES THIS FANDOM

THANK YOU. YOU’RE AMAZING TOO OKAY???

It always makes me happy when I I find out people still care about or read my stuff ;w;

[asturlavi]

hey do you ever think about how oda was chasing the assassins in de/da and he needed help and he called dazai and dazai was like: Gasp, odasaku never calls me! but i bet he has a FUnny Joke To tell Me; and then oda tells him what's going on and then dazai's like: ah ofc, need me to help you corner them? and then oda's all messed up (from nearly being shot earlier) and because he's self loathing and unsure of their friendship level he brings up using the silver oracle and dazai's like: odasaku, i

odAsaku there's no need for that, i'm coming :) i always enjoy thinking about if oda revaluates that experience and knows how much dazai values their friendship. anyways also remember when ango betrays them and dazai's like lmAO you think you're leaving this bar alive and oda thinks about. saving ango/intervening. but he doesn't want to get the kids in danger. point being, the tragedy isn't that oda doesn't know the boundaries of the friendships, it's that he never got a chance to :)

you know i always tweet about dark era and odasaku but for you to hold me at a metaphorical gunpoint like this completely without permission

[selfish-cat]

"Tell me the one fic..." So I just wanted to say, "Yellow" NOW GIMME ALL YOUR SECRETS <3 BYE

A secret about Yellow…I think all the deleted scenes I found were turned into drabbles/add-ons so the only secrets left to tell are about how disorganized and fickle a person I am lol

Oh, because I never plan or write notes, Akashi’s line from Birthday (”People always speak better of the dead…”) was originally meant to be in Yellow because Kise definitely wasn’t perfect in any way but that’s just how his friends chose to remember him. But that didn’t happen, so I’m glad I had the chance to give that line its own add-on.

If you have any specific lines you want to ask about, just fire away!

[ruluxe]

The Bodyguard

Pairing: Aomine Daiki/Kise Ryouta Fandom: Kuroko no Basket Warnings: Gun violence

Notes: For @digimondestined who asked: 

IT DIDN’T GO IN THE DIRECTION I WANTED IT TO BUT I hope you like it xo

Read on AO3

Ryōta doesn’t bother to check the crowd before entering the limousine. Instead, he looks on amicably, stretching his mouth into a smile designed to make his cheeks ache and then waves to no one in particular.

He doesn’t see the barrel of the gun slide between the arms of bystanders nor does he hear the crackling of a gunshot echoing over their cheers. He does, however, feel the heavy mass of a body slamming into him, the sudden weightlessness of being knocked off his feet and the intense, crushing blow as his own body hits the ground. For a minute Ryōta can’t breathe and is afraid to open his eyes. When he does, part of him is relieved to see that one of his bodyguards is atop of him.

However, Ryōta is too dazed to piece together the sequence of events and too frightened to speak. His bodyguard sputters a cough that sounds like the exhaling air has scorched his lungs. “Stay down,” he demands in a voice that sounds as rough as sandpaper.

Ryōta nods, more worried about the dirt on his suit than what’s happening around him. He stares blankly up at the sky, watching as the thick, pregnant clouds roll in, blotting out the remaining light. He frowns and wonders if he’ll be able to make it back to the embassy before it begins to rain. He hates having to sit in traffic.

Another shot rings out, setting off a new succession of panic throughout what’s left of the scattering crowd. Many of them drop to the ground and cover their ears; many of them cry or scream for help. It takes a few minutes to realise that an attempt has just been made on his life and strangely it doesn’t scare Ryōta as much as it should.

There comes a barrage of gunfire and shouts being exchanged between his protectors and the assailant. Ryōta doesn’t dare look. Moments later silence finally comes, only to be broken by the echoing wails of sirens in the air. Seconds turn into minutes and finally a hand clamps down on his wrist and yanks him up to his feet unceremoniously.

“Get inside and wait there,” Daiki commands, opening the door to the limousine. His face is smeared with dirt and blood and suddenly Ryōta’s heart begins to race.

“You’re hurt,” he finds himself whispering, his eyes falling on Daiki’s kevlar vest. He searches frantically for an open wound and finds no evidence of one.

“It’s not my blood,” Daiki assures, softer this time. He places a hand on Ryōta’s shoulder and squeezes before turning away. There are two coin-like pieces of brass embedded in the material. One in the shoulder blade, perhaps a little lower towards the lungs. The other is directly in the middle of his spine.

Ryōta’s hand trembles on the door handle and he fights the urge to begin gnawing on his fingernails, a nasty nervous habit he’s had since childhood. Only then does severity of the situation settle in. It sits heavy in his gut and slick like engine oil in the back of his throat. He feels like he’s going to be sick.

Daiki looks over his shoulder, narrows his eyes and takes his coiled concierge earpiece out. He waits a moment before saying, “Inside, Ryōta. Now.”

Ryōta does as he’s told.

It’s too quiet inside the car. Ryōta watches the bustle of secret service agents, police and paramedics secure the scene through the tinted windows. It doesn’t appear that any of the crowd were injured but he can’t be sure; the blood on Daiki’s face had to have come from somewhere. He thinks about getting out and making some kind of speech or at least helping out. He doesn’t want to look the typical indifferent politician that only cares about himself, even if there is some truth in that statement. He doesn’t leave the vehicle, though.

The rain holds off. Aeon long minutes stretch into infinite hours before Daiki enters the car. Ryōta jumps then breathes a sigh of relief when he realises who it is. His gold skin no longer marred by dirt and blood. He’s not wearing his vest and Ryōta can see the bulge of bandaging underneath his fitted black shirt.

“Are you alright?” he asks, as Daiki asks him the same question. Ryōta waits for his reply before voicing his own.

“Yeah,” Daiki says, leaning back against the leather. “Just some bruising.”

Ryōta nods. “I see.” He still feels like he’s going to throw up.

“Are you —?”

“I’m fine,” he replies, wringing his hands. “Was anyone hurt?”

“Another agent. It was just a graze, he’s okay.”

“I’m glad you’re alright,” Ryōta says, unable to keep his lips from slowly spreading into a smile. “You saved my life.”

Daiki looks out the window. “It’s my job,” he says pointedly.

Ryōta frowns. “Are you angry with me?”

“No, of course not,” he scowls, clicking his tongue off the roof of his mouth. “You have to be more careful, idiot.” His knee knocks the inside of Ryōta’s. Before he can retort, Daiki taps on the partition, signalling for the chauffeur to begin driving. Ryōta thinks about apologising but doesn’t. He knows where the other’s irritation is coming from.

He sighs. “I’m sorry… I was a little freaked out. I’m glad you’re safe.”

“It’s okay. I wouldn’t have been if it weren’t for you… Did you catch the shooter?”

“He’s dead. Turns out it was an assassination attempt, maybe some kinda deluded obsession or hate crime.”

Ryōta shakes his head. “I don’t understand.”

“Police searched his home and found pictures of you taped to the walls with your face scratched out and tabloid clippings of your latest scandal.”

“Scandal?” Ryōta shudders.

“Yeah, you know the one.” Daiki leans in, placing a hand on Ryōta’s knee.

His heart flutters and the ill feeling from before eases. Ryōta catches Daiki’s gaze and places his hand over the one on his knee. “Ah… the one where a political figure like myself is supposedly in love with my bodyguard?”

Daiki reaches up with his other hand, his fingers finding purchase in Ryōta’s hair. He doesn’t have move anymore, Ryōta is already dipping in pliantly. His lips brush Daiki’s as his fingers splay across the other man’s cheeks. Warmth blossoms in his chest when he feels the heat radiating from them in his palms.

“Are you?” Daiki asks, drawing in a breath. “Are you in love with him?”

“Yes.” Ryōta smiles as he presses his lips to Daiki’s. They’re always soft despite the wind-chapped texture of them. He catches a bite of cinnamon as Daiki’s tongue sweeps languidly over his. He could get lost in this moment, forget today’s events and just run away with this man but he knows he’ll have to eventually face the public. Just not right now.

Ryōta parts from him for a beat, just long enough to rest his head against Daiki’s forehead and say, “I love him very much.”

[carocchi]

Hi! I was just wondering if you are still in the aokise/knb fandom and are still drawing for them?

Yeees, I’m still in! Aokise is very precious to me ♡I’m currently working on a drawing for aokise day ~