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Soratoweek 2022 - Day 3 - Sunset
So this is it, my final contribution for Soratoweek2022. I saved this one for last because it is my personal, absolute favorite, I guess, because I put a lot of effort into it, especially into the background.
As all my other pictures were rather dark, I wanted softer and brighter colors this time. I am quite happy with the result and hope you can find some joy in it. Now I have to quit drawing, because I don’t see how I can ever create something like that again :D
However, it has been quite a ride and I joined this event to maybe post two or three things and I even thought it’s going to be fanfiction, but your love for my pictures has motivated and inspired me so much. I still am, so there might be some more pictures coming. The fact that I finished this event itself is really surprising by the way 😂
So that’s it. I hope you stay with me even after soratoweek.
Deviantart: Phoenixtraene
Reference: Rebecca Fleming
#sorato #sora takenouchi #yamato ishida
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summer
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I like summer for what it represents.
I have thought about posting this drawing a lot and in the end I overcame my shyness because the community makes me feel confortable enough to do it.
the drawing is based on a reference made by @/Kim_Gilgyu.
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For drabble, You can choose what you like. 48-(Yamato, Sora). 54-(Yamato, Sora, Daisuke). 113-(Yamato, Sora, Taichi). 123-(Yamato, Takeru). 138-(Taichi, Mimi)
Thanks for the request!! I chose 113, which said “I prefer blondes” and the rest just wrote down very easily.
Also, I’d like to use this space because I recently reached 600 followers which is wild, lol. Anyway! Enjoy :)
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Day 4: Relationships
Sorato Drabbles
So this post by @cassandrasorato came up in my recommended post and I could not resist. It a few years late but hey better late than never right?
(5) Prompt : Sora was targeted by an evil Digimon and he was worried he was gonna lose her. Set during Tri Loss
Sparing a glance at the exhausted boy behind him, Yamato slow his step
“ Shall we take a break ?”
Koushiro gave a tired smile in reply “ might be a good idea … “
“ If we can’t find the others soon, we have to find somewhere to camp for tonight …”
A shimmer distracted him mid-sentence and what he saw paralyze him. He prides himself as someone who quite brave, after all, not many things can faze him (except ghost story ) but the sight of Sora running toward Gennai and Mugendramon frighten him more than he likes to admit
His leg moves before he even finishes processing and he found himself in front of the distortion
“ Don’t be stupid !” He shouted, pounding on the distortion, wanting to get through. The distortion remains shut, only infuriating him
“ Run away ! “ he added when Sora throws a rock at Gennai. What was she thinking? He doesn’t see Piyomon with her, even if Piyomon is with her, the Bird Digimon can’t even evolve now! Don’t she know she is defenseless?
His ponding get more desperate when Sora was tackle to the ground “ Sora! get your hand off her !”. He barely registered a hand gently stopping his ponding and a voice timidly call out “ I don’t think pounding gonna work, Yamato. I will try to find a way to get through the distortion “
He hit the distortion one more time in frustration. Damn it! is there nothing he can do? Can he only watch her being in danger? Will he lose her?
He stumbles when for some strange reason, the distortion let him through and he almost landed face-first on the ground. When he got his bearing, he saw the rest of his friend going through the distortion as well but this wasn’t his main concern for the moment
Mugendramon was aiming it cannon straight at Sora, it was still charging up at the moment but once it ready …
“ Gabumon petite fire !”
It was a risk sending a Child Digimon against an ultimate, he knows it but it a risk he had to take. Across from him, Gabumon look bewildered by his request and he gives his partner a reassuring nod
More confident, the Reptile Digimon charge, leaping into the air just as Mugendramon fire it Mugen Cannon. A hot stream of blue fire merge with Agumon’s red hot fire and clash with the ultimate attack midway.
An explosion occurs and Yamato shielded his eye. When he opened his eye again after the dust clear, he was relieved to see Sora unscattered
Moving on instinct, he stood protectively in front of the girl
“ Taichi … Yamato “
Meeting her ruby eye, many things threaten to escape from his lip. Ranging from “You idiot “to “Don’t scare me like that ever again “but only one sentences mange to get past his lip
“ Don’t push yourself “
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(4) Prompt : the band, school, different assignments on saving Digital World that he can’t get to see Sora much. Set during Tri Determination, a little different from the prompt
Yamato lost count of how many nights he spent practicing with his new bandmates for the school festival tomorrow
“ Shall we call it a night guy ?” Tomoki call out after their latest run through “ we need some rest for tomorrow “
The rest of his members mumble their agreement and begin to pack the equipment. Keeping his guitar back in its case, he was secretly relieved, the long night every day was starting to get to him
“See ya tomorrow “ his bandmates call as they leave one by one till he was the only one left in the practice room. He took a look at his phone, 930 PM …. slinging his guitar over his shoulder he heads out, locking the door behind him
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“ Soraaa “
“ Yes, Piyomon? “ Sora reply trying her best not to snap. It wasn’t the poor bird fault she was in a foul mood but the endless assignment is starting to get on her nerve, add in the pressure of the new infected Digimon issues, it no wonder she didn’t crack yet
“ Do you need a drink ?” Piyomon ask cautiously but the subtle worry in her partner voice didn’t escape her
Giving a strained smile, she shut the book she currently revising, maybe she should take a little break “ that sound good “
Her eye following as her partner hop to the kitchen. Her mind, not consume by assignment for once, drifted into someone … Yamato … she misses him.
They been so busy with school lately that they hardly get to see each other besides class and the occasional Digimon fight which doesn’t really count … they are not drifting apart, are they?
She sighs… she really misses him … she missed how he will usually keep her accompany during a stressful time like this, she missed how he never fails to make her laugh between the long hour of study
A doorbell pulls her out of her thought and she peeks at her phone. 950 PM…Who could it be so late at night?
She stood up and make her way to the door. What greeted her when she unlocks the door was the sight of Yamato with his guitar and she freezes, hardly believing the scene
“ Yamato ?“
It came out more of a question than a greeting. The boy flick his eye toward her, a soft and sheepish smile begin to spread on his lip
“ Sora … sorry I drop by so late “
“Doesn’t matter … I miss you “
“I miss you too .. that why I came after practice “ the gentle confession send her head racing like it always did. It beat harder when the blond embraces her. Being in his embrace after so long felt comforting … familiar like it where she belongs and she relishes in it
A gasp makes them break away from the embrace sooner than she would have liked. Whirling around, she saw Piyomon fail attempt of trying to be casual, peeking from the kitchen doorway
“ Piyomon “
“ Don’t mind me “ the Bird Digimon chirp, covering her eye with her wing” you can kiss if you want to “
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*Extra: some Piyomon and Yamato cause this scene in tri is just :) set after they started dating in 02
A soft tap at the door breaks his concentration and he misses the last note. He looks up, miffed, he was so close to nailing the song this time
When he comes face to face with an unexpected guest, his annoyance turn into bewilderment
“ Piyomon?” He utter, quickly putting his guitar aside and let the pink bird in. Piyomon strolls in and he glances behind the Digimon, expecting Sora to be behind her. When no one follows Piyomon in, he asks “ where Sora? Did something happen during tennis practice ?”
Piyomon must have caught on to this slight distress and assure him “ she fine, she still at tennis practice. I just need to talk to you alone “
Knowing the girl is safe, he was relieved. Instead, his curiosity piqued. What was Piyomon doing out here alone without Sora? What did they even have to talk about?
“What are you doing out here alone? Sora will be worried if she finds out “
“ It fine, I will go straight home after we talk “ the Child Digimon waves him off. Pointing toward the guitar at the side, she added teasingly “ writing a cheesy love song for Sora?”
“ No ! I wouldn’t do that “ he snapped, hoping his face doesn’t betray him, Piyomon only smile knowingly
“ Sit “
He raised his eyebrow as Piyomon instructed him to sit, motioning toward the couch in the practice room. Who was she to command him? She does know that this was his practice room right? but the serious look make him decide not to question the Digimon and complied with the request
There was silence as Piyomon study him as if pondering over something and he didn’t dare to interrupt her. With each second that pass, the tension, and awkwardness only grew … where was Gabumon when you need him?
“ You and Sora are dating now “ Piyomon finally break the silence “ which mean you have the power to hurt her “
Suddenly, the purpose of this visit was becoming clear to him “ I wouldn’t hurt her! She… “
“ I’m not done “
A wing was thrust to his lip and he fell silent. Seriously since when was the affectionate Digimon so intimidating?
“ As Sora number one partner, it is my duty to protect her “
“ That debatable “ he can’t help cutting in almost childishly, he was Sora number one partner now. Piyomon seem to pick up on his thought and flap her wing challengingly
“ I am! and that not up for debate !”
He grumbles but let the subject drop for now. After all, He at a disadvantage since she could split out flames
“ Anyway, Gabumon talks highly of you and I think you are a good guy too Yamato. I don’t think you will do anything to upset her but we need to get somethings straight “
He could only nod dumbly, not knowing what else to response
“We both know she likes to bottle up her feeling and keep her problem to herself. She worries more about other than herself and doest take care of herself as much as I want her to … that why you need to be there for her, assure her it ok to lean on someone too “
“ Always”
“ Just one more thing, treat her with the honesty and respect she deserves and DONT HURT HER”
The Bird Digimon emphasizes the last three words, leaning in the whole time till she was right in his face, her beak barely touching his nose. He back away only to hit the back of the couch
“ She is my favorite person in the world Yamato and I will protect her. You know how powerful I can be … I might not achieve my ultimate yet but trust me, if I ever find out you hurt her, I will fight MetalGarurumon to get to you “
Just like that, the typical cheerful and friendly expression had returned to the Child Digimon as if the talk didn’t happen. Hopping down, Piyomon head for the exit, calling out brightly “ I will be heading home now and oh Sora doesn’t need to know about this talk”
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Matt: I don’t want to go too fast, you know? I don’t want Sora to think that I’m easy.
Tai: You want her to think you’re even MORE difficult?
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I can’t get enough of Sorato. Look at these babies, Look at them! 😍
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but Sora was so ready to fight yet the moment Yamato said “I have a plan” she stopped what she was doing and listened to said plan.
Their dynamic is just *chef’s kiss*
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SooOooOoo I FINALLY was able to recover my things from my old laptop, yippee!!!!! To celebrate, here’s a random Sorato drabble I never finished from aaaaages ago. Don’t judge me too hard, there are some MAJOR cobwebs I need to shake off and I honestly don’t even remember why I started writing this piece in the first place… but it’s kinda cute and it makes me go *squeeee* and now I’m making you all suffer, too.
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from @pen_lem
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For the drabble challenge: for Yamato, Sora, Takeru, Hikari 134 :3
Prompt 134: ““Are you scared...Then why won’t you look at the screen?” This takes place sometime when all the Chosen are in high school, so Takeru and Hikari are freshmen and Sora and Yamato are seniors. I also wrote this as a Takari drabble because they’re my absolute favorite.
Send me a prompt!
“I’m going to tell her.”
Yamato and Sora rolled their eyes together. The three of them had settled into Yamato’s kitchen after going out for lunch. Takeru had been as much of a basketcase then as he was currently, so Yamato waited before responding, which was the right decision because after deliberating and fidgeting in his seat, Takeru shook his head and laughed shakily.
“What am I thinking? I can’t tell her.”
Sora opened her mouth, but Takeru spewed words like vomit.
“But I should, right? Ugh, this is a mess. What sort of idiot falls in love with his best friend? I want to be a writer for crying out loud, and here I am, living in a cliche. Writers hate cliches. They’re stale, overused tropes that no one buys into, and I’m guilty of the most trite one.”
“Your friendship with Hikari isn’t stale,” Yamato said. “Just because it isn’t some literary masterpiece doesn’t mean anything.”
“I think it’s sweet,” Sora said, resting a hand on Takeru’s shoulder. “Friendship turns to love all the time, look at Yamato and I.”
Takeru stopped running his hands violently through his hair for a moment and stared up at Sora. Her and Yamato hadn’t been nearly as close as he and Hikari when they started dating, but their relationship was built along the same lines.
“Why did you decide to take the risk?”
Sora pursed her lips in thought. “Well,” she began, but Yamato cut her off.
“We thought we would make a great team. And we do. Instead of losing our friendship, it grew and blossomed beyond what we shared before.”
Takeru and Sora both stared at Yamato, whose cheeks betrayed a tint of pink.
“You’ve spent too much time with my mother,” Sora giggled, leaning into his shoulder. “But he’s right. It was worth it to discover that we lift each other up in the best way. We’re each still Sora and Yamato, but now we built something more special. Hikari isn’t a foolish girl, and I’m sure she’s caught on.”
“You’re not exactly subtle,” Yamato added.
“I’m a complete disaster when we’re together. I’ve flirted with a whole bunch of other girls, and I always loved messing with Hikari but now, when she teases me, I’m shell-shocked. I can barely make a coherent response. My brain stops working for a solid minute, and all the while Hikari is looking at me like I’m wearing five hats. Then I blurt out something nonsensical and turn the other way. So yeah, she probably knows something’s up. But what if after I tell her, things are even more awkward between us? What if she doesn’t want to be anything more than friends. What if pouring out a confession makes her not want to be friends?”
“That’s not going to happen,” Sora said. “You know Hikari better than anyone. She’s not going to shut you out because you tell her how you feel, and you can just keep asking ‘what if’ questions. You’ll never know if you don’t go for it. That’s what I did. I couldn’t wait around. Yamato wasn’t going to make the first move, was he?”
“No, that doesn’t sound like him,” Takeru said with a small smile. “He plays hard to get.” Yamato crossed his arms and huffed, and Sora kissed him on the cheek, melting his pretend annoyance away.
Takeru sighed and raked his mind for memories he and Hikari shared over the years. There were no shortage of them, starting out when they were young children giggling together in the Digital World, to tweens dancing around their emotions, to teenagers falling into a rhythmic, hollow friendship. That’s how Takeru described it. They were friendly with each other, hanging out after school, doing homework together, but for the past few months, Takeru noticed an invisible wall between them, as if neither were being completely honest with the other.
Sometimes, Takeru swore it was because Hikari maybe, just maybe loved him the way he loved her, had always loved her if he was being honest with himself. But most of the time, he was convinced it was because she read his own heart and couldn’t reciprocate. But Hikari’s heart was a code that not even Koushiro could crack. Takeru understood her best, aside from Taichi, and while he knew when Hikari struggled with the darkness, noticed the slightest dark circles under her eyes after a bad dream, and understood her inner thoughts like the back of his hand, the blond was clueless when it came to his best friend’s heart.
“You can’t dance around it forever,” Sora said.
“Yeah…oh!”
Takeru’s cell phone buzzed in his pocket. He flipped it open and saw an unread message from Hikari. He groaned and set the phone on the kitchen counter. Probably another “Is something wrong?” or “What’s bothering you?” message that Takeru was too nervous to face. He was a coward, and despite his head, brother, and Sora telling him to take action, something in his gut prevented him from doing it.
“Is it Hikari?” Sora asked.
Takeru nodded shamefully.
“Are you going to answer it?” Yamato asked. “Are you scared?”
Pretty much, Takeru thought, but aloud he said, “No.”
“Then why won’t you look at the screen?”
Takeru bit his lip. Fine. If Hikari wanted to know what was bothering him, then Takeru’s gut was going to have to deal with it. He couldn’t stand it anymore, the pretending, the dancing, the confused mess of feelings in his heart. He grabbed his phone back and clicked open the now two messages from Hikari.
Meeko died this morning, and I really need you. I’m at the park. I know things are weird, but please?
I’m sorry. I understand if you’re not able to come. Let me know?
Takeru’s nerves melted away and were replaced with a fat helping of guilt. He was stupid, the biggest idiot in the entire universe, so preoccupied with his own thoughts that he was neglecting his best friend, the girl he cared about from the moment they became friends. It always should have been about her. He typed a quick reply: I’m coming, and shot out of his seat with more conviction in his actions than he had about anything in a long time.
“I have to go,” he said. “Thanks for lunch.”
Takeru grabbed his hat and ran out of the apartment with just a wave to Yamato and Sora. He ran all the way to the park, finding her alone on a bench underneath an old oak tree with large, protruding branches, shoulders slouched down and shaking gently. Hikari didn’t cry often, and the sight of her melted all the confusion, anxiety, and worries that Takeru had been harboring about their friendship. She saw him and smiled underneath her tears, wiping away the ones that had fallen down her cheeks. Despite the radiance she cast, even while overcome with grief, Takeru loathed seeing her cry. The knots in his stomach that seemed to always twist in her presence loosened, and he wanted nothing more than to take every ounce of pain away from her. He was never going to let her down again.
“Hikari, I’m so sorry,” he said a little out of breath and standing a few feet away from her.
“He was an old cat, but I’m still sad.”
“I don’t mean Meeko.”
Hikari sniffed, and Takeru’s entire body tensed as she stared at him with her sorrow-filled cinnamon eyes. Panic welled up inside his gut.
“Well I do mean Meeko, but not entirely. I’m sorry for being weird and awkward. There’s a lot going on in my head, and I’ve been a terrible friend, and I haven’t been honest.” He shifted his weight between each foot, adrenaline pumping through every one of his veins. “I can explain -”
“You don’t have to,” she said, and Takeru stopped bouncing in his place. “I’m sorry too, for pestering you.”
“Hikari that’s crazy, you don’t have to apologize, really, I...um, I...you know,” he trailed off.
“It’s okay, I do know. I lied too. I was afraid too.”
Takeru gulped. Had he been that obvious? Of course he had, even Yamato saw through his paper thin walls. He and Hikari locked eyes and he saw it, the complete recognition and acceptance behind her stare. Then he did the strangest thing he could think of, he laughed, and he couldn’t stop. It was such a relief. He knew Hikari better than he knew himself, and she knew him better than he knew himself. It was like they shared the same wavelength. Hikari began to giggle too. Takeru had spent weeks fretting about his feelings when in reality, Hikari had known all along, longer than even he had been aware. But what about her?
“We don’t have to figure it out just yet,” Hikari continued, playing a tassel on her shirt. “We have forever to do that.”
“We do,” he replied, extending a hand towards her. “Come on, let’s dance. It’ll take your mind off of Meeko and anything else that might be clogging it.”
“I like the other things swirling around in there,” she said, taking his hand with a smile.
They danced with the grace of two giddy teenagers in love, but not out loud, only in their own heads and shared thoughts. The oak tree rustled with them, leaves fluttering in the wind. There was nowhere else Takeru wanted to be as he watched Hikari shed layers of sadness tripping over his feet with laughter etched in her eyes and face. Hikari was right, they had forever, and until then, they were happy to dance a little longer.
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75! Yamato, Sora and Takeru.
Here you go! Always feel very happy while writing these three.
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Characters: Takenouchi Sora and Ishida Yamato
Pairing: Sorato
Words: 400-ish.
Notes: I asked and surprisingly people did request me to write something out of this post. Thanks for that.
Enjoy!
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Fic Request
Does anyone know if there are any good Sorato fics with the soulmates thematic?? Or is anyone willing to write one? It would make me so happy.
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Hi! I've been reading your stories for a long time and I know Takeru is your favorite character, but I always wondered when did you start loving him and what made you love him? Although I shouldn't be surprised, everyone loves Takeru, he's so kind 🥺❤️
hi!!! thank you for reading my fics!! 💖💖
Honestly, i don’t know how Takeru became my favorite? when i was a kid, Hikari was my favorite. Then I found ffn (when i was like, 12 lol) and read some Takeru-centric stories and i just became super attached XD
i’ve said this countless times, but I’m also drawn to the lonely characters. C: There’s so muchhhhh potential for angst! he’s a kid of divorce, and i’m a kid of divorce, so that stood out to me, too. And then tri came out, and I watched the takaishida hug, and him and Patamon and… and he was crying… :( siigghhhh perfection.
also I’m such a sucker for the bros. Yamato and Takeru’s relationship is just… they’re so different. That’s what gives them their charm. Yamato’s a lone wolf and Takeru’s a pocket of sunshine. I adore them 💖
ok i’ll stop rambling now! thanks for your ask! :D Takeru really is a gentle soul 💛 he deserves all the love!
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Characters: Takenouchi Sora and Ishida Yamato
Pairing: Sorato
Words: 400-ish.
Notes: I asked and surprisingly people did request me to write something out of this post. Thanks for that.
Enjoy!