Mcscuse my messy handwriting please lol

Fanart for @reliablejoukido and their story 'The Secret of Us' on Ao3! Its a wonderfully written Jou/Taichi story that i can only recommend!

I completely missed the 2000 follower mark, so I waited until this milestone came around. I want to thank all of my followers from the bottom of my heart-- thank you for being welcoming and kind and some of the best Digimon fans I know. Thank you to everyone who followed me when I was just a Jou Kido roleplay blog. Thank you to everyone who remembers back when I would post my old Digimon memories from when I was little. Thank you to those who somehow stuck with me after tri ended and I morphed into a more general Digimon blog. To everyone who has followed me in the years since, when I would sporadically come back just to post around August 1st and then leave again. Thank you to those who have supported my old projects and my new projects. To everyone who takes the time to read Digimon fanfic by someone who only started writing Digimon fanfic in 2021. To everyone who has watched from the sidelines as my shipping preferences changed with the wind, and especially thank you to everyone who joined in on the fun. I was glad to have you with me for event weeks and ship weeks and August 1st shenanigans. Thank you to everyone who sends me asks (even when it takes me forever to answer) and to everyone who talks to me outside of tumblr. And thank you SO SO MUCH to my new followers who are just getting to know me and my posts and headcanons and ships.

A HOVERBOARD

Please forgive me if you’ve done this one. I just love it because we get 3 ridiculous guys for the price of one.

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I especially love how even from such a distance they've given them expressions that are entire personalities.

Koushiro is already DoneTM.

Jou is asking himself why he's even trying.

And Yamato is both.

I love them all.

Is...  Is this beneficial...?

“It’s all right now.”

Taichi and Yamato may have been dumbfounded, but it was. Sora held Pyocomon close to her chest and smiled while the two boys looked on in disbelief. One of them groaned- Sora didn’t care who- before both of them wandered away. 

Pyocomon twitched to get down. “You’re squishing me!” 

“O-oh !” Sora stumbled, placing her partner gently on the ground. “Sorry- I-"

“So-ra.” Pyocomon cooed before saying something or another about not apologizing. So-ra, the last half of her name emphasized in a way only her digimon could muster. So-ra, the hard ‘r’ softened, the syllable hit when her mother would scold her so naturally said with love. 

The girl sighed, her shoulders easing as she watched her partner waddle off towards the other digimon. They waited anxiously to hear about what it was like to be Hououmon. Sora, still awe-struck by the evolution, decided she could wait to hear the story herself. For now, all she needed was to be recognized. 

Sora turned around and her eyes fell on Jou. She realized that for all she’d just been through, for all the pain she should have felt, she could most clearly feel the spots Jou had latched onto when he caught her. Sora slowly headed over towards him, her hands clasped behind her back and her head tilted to get his attention.