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👉 Gently poke or prod yours
“Nya--!”
She tumbled tail over head at the gentle poke, more playful than anything. Gently, Meicoomon batted back at the hand, eyes nearly squeezed shut in her glee and a purr rumbling at a near constant.
“So mean, Mei!” Meicoomon giggled. “I’m ticklish, noooo!”
harmonicat // @crxstoffriendship
crxstoffriendship:
Yamato had been in the middle of a recording session, well warming up for one, when he had heard the commotion going on outside. He knew he should ignore it, it wasn’t his business whatever was going on out there and he had something important to worry about. Yet he found himself standing up. He’d blame it on the fact that this world still had several uncertainties on what was going on, and after running into Mimi and Meiko randomly, he didn’t want to run the risk of missing one of his other friends if they happened to also show it.
It didn’t take long for his question on what was causing the commotion to be answered. Instantly something jumped at his chest and clung to him, asking for his help and his eyes quickly widened in surprise at the familiar voice. Glancing down and seeing Meicoomon caused so many questions to run through his head, but first, he had to deal with the guards.
“Hey uh…you guys are good. She’s with me.” He spoke to the guards while holding up his ID badge with one hand while the other held the digimon close to his chest and waited patiently for them to turn away before he addressed her. “Meicoomon….what are you doing here?”
Meicoomon slowly turned her head to watch the suited men walk away, childishly sticking out her tongue at their backs. Ears twitching, she turned back toward the boy addressing her, blinking rapidly as she carefully uncurled her claws from their death grip against his shirt.
“Hi, Yamato! I’m...”
She shivered slightly at his question.
“Um...well...I smelled a cat, and then I could hear Meiko, so I just sort of...I wanted to follow her. And find her. Yamato, do you know where she is? Is Mei really, really here?!”
Soft Affection
Send in an icon for my muse to:
🎀 Play with your muse’s hair
✋ brush fingers/hold hands
👉 Gently poke or prod yours
💐 give a gift
🎎 sit close enough to brush knees/lean against yours
🛌 take a nap with yours
🖐 tracing fingers against your muse’ skin or over a scar/other
🍫 quietly hand over a treat/food item
☺ stroke your muse’s cheek/face
🧥 be found wearing your muse’s sweater/coat/article of clothing
✨+ add your own
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buddymons are the champions? // taiyoubanchous
taiyoubanchous:
School was much more boring when it didn’t have a Buddyfight class. Basic subjects were never really Gao’s specialty, he did much better in the special classes held back at Aibo Academy. He kind of missed being able to teach the Judo classes, but thankfully the teacher had been able to make a compromise with him and make him the teaching assistant. So long as people weren’t getting hurt on accident!
Heading out the gates of the middle school, the Buddyfighter was more than excited to head back to his apartment for the day. There wasn’t much of anything to do aside from do homework and practice his martial arts… Dang, he really needed to figure out this whole ‘self care’ thing. It felt weird being without his family, especially without his Buddy…
Before he had time to mull over his thoughts, a loud cry pierced his eardrums, derailing his train of thought. Looking around for the owner of the wailing voice, he noticed a rather strange looking cat sitting near the gates. ’A Buddy monster? Where’s its Buddy? Is it lost?’ He thought to himself, looking at the abnormal creature with a glance of pity. Gao couldn’t just leave the poor thing alone… Right, it was decided!
“Eclipsing the darkness with flames, and brightening the hearts of the mistreated,” he recited, the ever familiar mantra sounding so natural coming from him. “The Mighty Sun Fighter is here!” Gently stepping towards the feline monster, Gao knelt down so he could converse at eye level. Didn’t want to go scaring the poor thing more than they probably were already.
“Hey, are you alright? Did you lose your Buddy somewhere?”
The sea of students had been avoiding her for a while as she’d yelled, which Meicoomon expected. It still hurt, a little bit, but that meant she could be heard and it meant that, if Mei were here, they could find each other faster!
She opened her mouth and prepared another volley of cries, but squeaked in surprise as a boy wandered close by, announcing himself with flair before kneeling down. ‘The Mighty Sun Fighter’? And his hair! It was all...poofy, and red, and weird! She’d never seen a human with this kind of hair. Was it some new kind of Digimon instead...?
“My...buddy?” That meant friend, right? Meicoomon ducked her head into the mane of fur around her neck briefly, ears twitching as she assessed the strange Maybe-Digimon, Maybe-Human in front of her. “Um. Yeah. Her name is Meiko. Do you know where she is?”
stray // thankyou-much
thankyou-much:
Meiko’s hold on Meicoomon was that of iron. It’s felt like years since she’s last held her best friend and digimon partner like this. Meiko’s entire body felt so like and just…everything felt right. The dark cloud that had been hanging over her heart had finally cleared, her mind could finally be free from the constant lies that the Cat forced her to hear.
Hearing Meicoomon’s apologies, Meiko finally looked at her partner…and if she were honest, she looked horrible, “M-Meicoomon….I don’t hate you. I could never hate you! You’re my partner, my best friend, and I love you!”
Getting on her feet, Meiko also realized that Meicoomon was almost limp in her arms, she needed to get some food in her or something ASAP.
“C’mon Meicoomon, let’s get you home.”
During her walk into the apartment, Meiko kept her hold on Meicoomon tight, gave the nap of her neck some scratches, and made sure that she was still breathing. As soon as she got into her apartment she greeted Kanchi and went straight towards the food pantry that she kept Kanchi’s food. Quickly grabbing a can of tuna and a spoon, she opened the can and spooned up some of the contents.
Adjusting so Meicoomon was facing her and and positioned the spoon right in front of her mouth, “Here’s some food Meicoomon, please eat.”
Meicoomon was half asleep by the time Meiko brought her into the apartment. Any anxiety or fear that lingered had been banished by Meiko’s tender, but tight hold, and her promise.
I love you!
It made Meicoomon purr harder just to hear the words in her head again! She clung to Meiko like a child, comforted and...and safe. Yes, Meicoomon was always safe with her; that was what she remembered the most. And this time, she was going to make Mei feel just as safe too.
No more crying. No more danger. Meicoomon was going to be the best partner ever.
They entered the apartment and Meicomoon lifted her heavy head, sniffing the air. Mei’s scent was apparent, obviously, but there was another one--sort of familiar, too. Almost like herself, but not.
Before Meicoomon could figure out the source, she found herself presented with a spoonful of tuna. Green eyes sparkled and became vibrant as the Digimon wasted no more time, eating the mouthful. Her fangs scraped lightly against the metal in her haste, flecks of meat messily covering her muzzle as quickly devoured the first bite.
“Dandan,” Meicoomon chirped, her eyes shutting from a swell of joy. She could investigate that weird smell later, after all.
stray // thankyou-much
thankyou-much:
The voice was getting closer. The voice was still there. She couldn’t handle this anymore. She was just so tired of it. She thought that she had finally moved on from Meicoomon’s passing, but apparently that wasn’t true. Her heart still hung onto the pain and the…the final goodbye. Every time she heard her voice that scene played through her mind again and again and again and…again. She just couldn’t handle it anymore.
This time…this time the voice sounded different. Normally the voice was echoing through her entire head and would be so…empty. But the warmth and….sadness that she felt within the voice was different and new…maybe?
Slowly raising her head, Meiko first saw the dirty floor of the alley and the bits of trash and dirt that accumulated. The light that came from the streetlamp dyed everything blue and flickered every once and a while, but then there was orange. And two paws. A tail. And two bushy ears.
Meiko’s entire body went still and her face went slack. There was no way…there was no way that…that-
Hearing the voice and the face that was looking at her mouth those words, “M…Mei….Meicoomon…is…i-i-is that….is that r-really you?”
Without even thinking, Meiko slowly got up and walked over towards…Meicoomon with her pace picking up. As she got close to her, her body went through the motions and reached her arms out and picked her up. Feeling the slightly damp fur and the familiar smell that she carried, fresh tears started to fall down her face…but this time it was not sadness; but of joy and relief.
“It…it really is you. Meicoomon…”
Picked up.
Held.
Meicoomon remained limp in the arms of her best friend for only a heartbeat--just long enough to make sure that it really was Mei holding her, that she’d finally, finally found her--
With a little half wail, half mewl, Meicoomon wrapped her arms around Meiko’s neck, burrowing as close as she could. She could feel Mei shaking against her, smell the angry salt of her tears, and new ones rose up in response. Tears of relief, of regret, of so many things that Meicoomon didn’t understand just yet.
The Digimon’s tired body relaxed again, but it rumbled with a tiny, anxious little purr. She clung with a fraction of her might, taking extra care not to dig her claws into Mei’s arms.
It was easy to remember the last time she’d ever seen Meiko--when she’d been able to be at peace, been able to say goodbye--but now they were meeting again, after what felt like forever. Meiko was here, was real, was holding her up, and was hurting just as much as Meicoomon had to have been.
“M-Mhm! I-I heard your v-voice, calling out...! I-I was lookin’ for you everywhere,” Meicoomon whimpered. “I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Mei, I’m sorry, please don’t hate me, I’m sorry...”
stray // thankyou-much
thankyou-much:
Today was bad. No. That was an understatement: it was one of the worst days of her life. Meicoomon’s “voice” was following her all day and it was driving her insane. During her school day she had to keep herself quiet in order to not snap at her classmates since it would just add guilt onto her already horrible mental health.
“Can today just be over already…”
As soon as she used her voice, she could feel her eyes start to burn. Emotions were not being helpful right now.
Then she heard it again: Meicoomon’s voice. This was her breaking point. Her eyes turned cold and she stormed towards where the voice came from. Tears were now starting to flow down her face and her teeth were clenched.
Reaching a ways into the alley, and letting her voice ring out, “CAN YOU JUST LEAVE ALONE!? EVER SINCE I WAS TRICKED INTO COMING HERE I’VE JUST BEEN REMINDED EVERYDAY THAT MY BEST FRIEND IS GONE! STOP MAKING HER VOICE CALL OUT TO ME! LET HER DIE-”
Meiko was now sobbing at this point and her legs gave out on her. Yelling out her anger was something that she did rarely…and this time it made her feel worse: it made her realize again that there would be no way that Meicoomon could come back.
Still sobbing, “…p-please Meicoomon….p-please come back…”
Meicoomon, at first, flinched terribly and curled into the tightest ball she could. Her poor mind couldn’t even process the voice or the words, just the anger and hatred behind them. She trembled from the tip of her ears to her tail, waiting for it to end.
And then it did. The loud and angry voice had given way to soft sobbing. Meicoomon slowly lifted her face out from the protective ‘scarf’ of her feelers, one limp ear slowly twitching up and toward the sound. Her own bleary vision only registered soft light at first, outlining a vaguely familiar silhouette.
She sniffled. Then, went very still, her fur rising and her ears perking high.
This was...it was...!
She wobbled onto her legs, and then she carefully came into the light. Meiko...Meiko was still mad, wasn’t she? Did Meiko hate her now? Meicoomon wasn’t sure what she’d do if that was the case.
“I-I’m--! I’m h-here, Mei. P-Please don’t hate me. I’m all better now, I promise...”
harmonicat // @crxstoffriendship
@crxstoffriendship
“H-hey! Someone stop that thing!”
Claws shrieked against tile and left shallow furrows as Meicoomon frantically rounded the corner, ears pinned back in panic as a troupe of suited men gave chase.
She’d just wanted to see the big building and explore it! Why were these scary guys so mad about it?!
Already Meicoomon’s heart was racing, her fur standing on end. This was bad, she thought. This was bad, this was bad. Even if the nasty code wasn’t in her anymore, she still reacted very, very, very badly to loud noises and dangerous situations. It brought back the worst kind of memories, the kind that made her...
The kind that made her want to hurt them before they could hurt her.
No! You’re good! You don’t do that anymore!
Up ahead, a door opened and someone familiar stepped out from a room. Wait--that hair! That scent! Meicoomon knew that boy! It was one of the other Children--one of Meiko’s friends!
“Help!” she yelped, launching herself at him and landing against his chest, shaking.
stray // thankyou-much
@thankyou-much
Meicoomon was a tough Digimon.
(She was! She really was! Promise!)
But even as a Champion, weariness could set in at any moment. She’d spent all day wandering the whole of Wonderland, hiding beneath the seats on the train, walking up and down the streets. She’d screamed herself hoarse, her paws ached, and her stomach rumbled grumpily with hunger.
And, still. No sign of Mei.
On all fours, Meicoomon padded down the alley next to the Clamaway Apartments, her tail and feelers drooped and dragging along the dirty ground. Softly, she began to sniffle as she forced herself to curl next to an empty trash can.
Meicoomon shivered--not because she was cold, but because she was tired and hungry and she missed Mei so, so very much. The sniffling grew louder and louder until Meicoomon realized that she was sobbing, fat tears rolling over her muzzle.
“Mei...” she whined weakly.
buddymons are the champions? // taiyoubanchous
@taiyoubanchous
Lingering by the open gates of Cheshire Primary sat a creature far from home, although whether she’d ever had one in the first place was up for debate. She was not with Mei, and she had no idea where Mei was...
Meicoomon was not what one would call a smart cookie. Most of her life, before and after the terrifying events that shaped it, Meicoomon had lived disassociated from herself. It was...weird, to be able to think straight now that there was no angry coding running in her data, crafting up false paranoia and inexplicable anger.
Weird, but good. With her head on her shoulders, surely, she’d be able to find Mei again...! And apologize, for everything. And maybe Mei would forgive her, and call her good, and they could be together again! Step one was actually locating her human, though.
Children and teenagers began to leave for home, school ending for the day; this, Meicoomon remembered. She liked to sneak into Meiko’s bag and tag along with her. Meicoomon inhaled deeply and cupped her paws around her muzzle to let out a yell.
“MEIIIIII! MEIKOOOOOO!”
(intro post! hey yall dori back at it again with the murder cat. hit me w/a like for a starter!)
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