OKAY SO I came to this realization (that I'm not sure if people have talked about it before or not) and I thought IMMEDIATELY I needed to share it with you but: WHAT IF THE DIGIDESTINED CRESTS CORRESPOND WITH CHAKRAS?
not sure if I’ve ever seen this talk point be addressed but IT SOUNDS GREAT!!!
LETS TAKE A LOOK HERE
taken from the straight google definition:
“Chakras are, (in Indian thought) each of the centers of spiritual power in the human body, usually considered to be seven in number.”
And those seven are
Root Chakra, representing foundation and feeling of being grounded. Located in the base of the spine in the tailbone area.
Sacral Chakra, our connection and ability to accept others and new experiences. Located in the lower abdomen, about two inches below the navel.
Solar Plexus Chakra, our ability to be confident and in control of our lives. Found in the upper abdomen in stomach area.
Heart Chakra, ability to love. Center of the chest right above the heart.
Throat Chakra, Our ability to communicate, found in the throat
Third Eye Chakra, our ability to focus and see the big picture, located on your forhead between the eyes. And finally we have the
Crown Chakra, the highest chakra, representing our ability to be fully connected spiritually. Found at the very top of the head
NOW A FEW OF THESE ARE EASY MATCHES, heart going for love is the biggest no brainer, but lets see if we can’t match up the rest!!!!
(Now of course you can agree or disagree but here’s the ones I’m thinking match best)
Heart - Love
Third Eye - Knowledge
Sacral - Friendship
Crown - Hope
Root and Solar Plexus I’m finding the most personal trouble with, they could honestly either work for Courage and Sincerity/Purity if not in the case of the crests then in the case of the kids who own their crests.
The emotional issues tied in with these chakras are “Self-worth, self-confidence, and self-esteem” for Solar Plexus, and “Survival issues such as financial independence, money and food.” for Root
and while at first glance you may think well shit thats a perfect fit of first for Mimi and second for Taichi, she didn’t go through as much of a struggle with herself over her outward appearance to others as much as the dub liked to have pushed it. In fact she doesn’t necessarily express these feelings up until recently with Tri. Whereas Taichi on the one hand constantly struggled with the realization that others looked up to him in his necessity to be their leader. It wasnt that often to warrant it being as noticed but he did question his abilities when he wasn’t able to be 100% for whatever task was at hand. Be it being brave to help rescue Sora, or be it his need to be quick and resourceful so he can help Hikari go through her reoccurring sickness. He wasn’t always doubtful in his abilities that caused him to mess up, but when he did question how strong and capable he really was as opposed to how much he realistically was the kid did go through a big breakdown. Losing Sora and almost hurting Hikari again really did a number, and recently all the damaged loss he’s realizing in Tri? These are the things he needs to overcome which (and after typing this out/essentially saying it outloud to myself to be able to think it over) I think the Solar Plexus Chakra matches him more. If not his crest then him as a character overall.
Which then leaves Root, and while I’d love to type up another paragraph for Mimi this one fits her crest more in the dub sense of being sincere. She’s grounded and learning to be more independent as the years go by and she learns more and more about herself and others.
Root - Sincerity/Purity - Mimi
Sacral - Friendship - Yamato/Matt
Solar Plexus - Courage - Taichi/Tai
Heart - Love - Sora
Throat - Reliability/Sincerity - Jou/Joe
Third Eye - Knowledge -Koushirou/Izzy
Crown - Hope - Takeru/TK
Now as for what you wish to do with these connections/comparisons is up to you! PERSONALLY I’d love to see a tattoo series with these placements
though when you get to very top of the head location crown over there is when it gets a little confusing lmao
messing around with wings! a lot of you gave me some great ideas; I really wanna stick with the bird-wing style but there’s plenty of room in there to experiment. :D
these will probably change drastically later on but eh, still just trying stuff out. I think I like them having different wings based on their cutie marks, although that kinda limits me to Spitfire and Soarin…
man this just reminds me that I really need to figure out a final design for Rainbow’s wings, geeze
I don’t know what’s funnier: the fact that Felix and Locus clearly had a discussion on what color their new armor would be or the fact that they decided they had to match. And, well, since I can’t imagine Locus would care about whether or not they stuck with the tan armor, that means Felix is the one who had a bitchfit and insisted on switching to steel.
“Stop running from this. I know I’m not the only one who feels it.”
“Look, ah,” Bitty says, thinking fast. The woods around him are dark and his cell phone’s light hinders more than it helps. “How’s about, you two go back up to the top of the road, see if there’s any cell reception there. Call 911, and when they show up, guide them back down to me. I’ll stay here with the body.”
The other two aren’t even listening to him, and this is bad, he needs to get them out of here, because–
“It’s coming back at any moment,” Parson says. “What’re you gonna do, Jack, stick your head in the sand again?” Jack glares at him, and after a tense moment, he waves his arm and says, “Fine, what the fuck, go run away. Flag down a passing car. Pretend you don’t feel it. Pretend your help wouldn’t really matter. Be one of the innocent and let the rest of us hold back the dark.”
Bitty’s heart freezes in his chest. That wasn’t an accidental phrase. That was part of the secret oath he swore when he was sixteen, when he took up his first weapon: I will hold back the dark and protect the innocent all the days of my life.
“Fuck you,” Jack says tightly. “Fuck you.”
Then he turns away from Kent, walks back to Bitty and the body, shaking his hand like he’s flicking away drops of water. Between one second and next black and silver ripples across it, an armored glove glowing with power.
“Bittle,” Parson calls. Bitty transfers his gaping stare. He can see the faint shine of a sword coalescing, power running into the red stone that shines in its pommel. “Can you put a ward around the body and call for your local coven? I’m gonna run offense.”
Bitty licks his lips, thinking hysterically, Well, I wondered how fast a senior knight could get here to back me up, and somehow says, “Y-yes, sir.”
Then he looks back at Jack, who is already letting magic spill out of his hands to form the first circle of the ward, and summons his cudgel into his hand. Uncertainly, he begins chanting the spell for the cardinal points. Jack doesn’t even flicker a glance towards him, doesn’t acknowledge what he’s doing, but he lets Bitty’s spell shape his own, building the defensive circle together around both of them and the corpse.
“I–” Bitty says, stealing glances at Jack as he pulls out his summoning mirror. I have spent the last two years trying to keep you from learning about magic. “I didn’t know you were one of us.”
Jack’s lips compress grimly. “I’m not anymore,” he says. “But let’s try to get out of this alive, eh?”