#katekyo hitman reborn fic

[momodita]

snapshots. [—hibari kyoya]

TAGS / WARNINGS: gender neutral reader, a/o/b au,       predator/prey elements, hibari being hibari,       tyl setting, marriage run WC: 1,000 NOTE: hold on i gotta tell the me from 10+ yrs ago       that i still have a thing for this guy...

✗ MINORS / AGELESS / BLANK BLOGS DNI.

Hibari exhibits all the strength and ferocity of a real predator.

He knows only one truth: surrender. You’ve seen it countless times in different forms from his enemies: humiliated defeat; merciless death; bitter prostration. But never could you have imagined that his appetite for glory would extend to you.

Stinging air brushes the fine hairs on your nape when he swings at you—broad-knuckled hands weapon-free to align with the rules, but no less deadly. Forced to overcome your shock as he lunges, scent thick and roiling; you’ve caught whiffs during the run before your encounter, carried by the breeze. He’d caught you off guard—approaching fast during your leisurely stroll.

“Submit.”

Even the vibrations in his voice demand you forfeit. The rough baritone raising your hackles—instinct to fight overriding cordiality.

(In your mind, Hibari hadn’t even been in the realm of potential runners. But he’d come—arriving later than everyone else, standing far from the clumps of mingling alphas. And you briefly, only briefly, wondered if he planned to take it seriously.)

From the gleam in his eyes—the memory of his stare on your neck—you have no doubt he’d been aiming for this outcome all along. The bell has been ringing at steady intervals for the past ten minutes: formed pairs evacuating the designated area to leave the remaining participants in peace. It’s difficult to tell how many remain—where they might be wandering.

“Get real, Hibari.”

You expect him to snarl—your clash stoking the prideful venom that all alphas with a similar penchant for violence boast no shortage of. You expect anger: incredulity and the arrogance he carried with him into this mating run.

Instead, he smiles, and you realize with cold blood draining from your face that he doesn’t pursue surrender—but surrender comes to him.

No one else had looked in your direction for more than friendly acknowledgement. There’s a scrap of hopeful disbelief that he’s simply ignorant of the implications and has merely rushed in blind. That he chose to engage you for the familiarity of having fought side-by-side. After all, you could hardly fathom an alpha like him willingly pursue a beta.

The problem with Hibari is he does not chase. He hunts.

And it is impulsive—recklessness that would put you towards an early grave had he been an enemy—to abandon all momentum and test your hand against the Vongola’s most bloodthirsty Guardian.

You’ve sparred against him countless times before. The results were always as expected.

It’s laughable, almost, how quickly you realize your strength is no match for him.

You go down. And Hibari—like any man thirsty for conquest—is all too eager to partake in the sweet reward of his victory. The heel of his palm pressing on your sternum, right beside the tight rabbiting of your heart. Fingers splaying—a touch too inappropriate in its placement for the mannerly guidelines of this tradition.

Thrashing is easy. Struggling is easy. But Hibari is an immovable force above you, subduing his prey with practiced hands, holding you down against the mossy earth. His head ducks, aiming for the crook of your throat—and you suck in a breath, the impulse to fight betraying you as you freeze beneath him.

But he doesn’t bite.

Nothing will take if he does; you’ve no scent glands, no area primed for a claiming mark to officially tie the two of you together. You don’t even know how he found you amidst the plethora of other candidates. The only realistic outcome is the thorough verbal scolding you’d get from Gokudera.

Hibari leans close, so close the heat of his face melts into your own. He takes a breath—smelling you, you realize with no small amount of mortification—and speaks.

“Submit,” he commands once more. You almost laugh.

“Do you even know the purpose of this run?” His hair tickles, that choppy dark fringe dipping against your skin.

“What a foolish question,” he muses. “A hunt is a hunt.”

You suppress a groan. “Right. Okay. Well, this probably seems like a—competition of sorts, but that’s not what this is,” you explain, pulse showing no signs of slowing. “This is a marriage run, not a hunt. There’s no way to—you know. Win.”

“A claim,” he says, silencing your next thought. “When a claim is made, there is a clear winner, isn’t there?”

You nearly stop breathing. Hibari withdraws to stare at you.

(Tsuna’s earlier apprehension makes perfect sense. It occurs to you, then, that you were the one that hadn’t been taking it seriously from the beginning.)

“A claim here,” he continues—pleased; you’ve known him long enough to hear the subtle tang in his voice—reaching up to brush over your neck, “usually denotes a victor.”

“I am not a prize.” Your limbs go tense, preparing to fight. Hibari catches your wrist easily, his palm calloused and hot.

“You misunderstand,” he says, “this is not a matter of prizes. It’s one of choosing.” His thumb presses lightly into your wrist, where a scent gland would lay. Your pulse is lively under his hands and fingers.

This time, you do laugh, disbelieving. “You would choose this?”

“There is no one else.”

You’re tempted to laugh again. But his face does not betray a hint of sarcasm.

“There will be others,” you insist. “If not by your choice, then the famiglia’s.” His eyes narrow.

“They are irrelevant.”

Your mouth opens to argue. Hibari closes the distance again; his breath hits the pulse point in your throat. He does it so confidently you think—with a squeezing pressure in your chest—that he’s going to bite you for real this time.

For an insane, thoughtless moment, you almost tilt your head to let him.

Your eyes flutter shut, imagining it—almost craving it—and then, when they open, your gazes lock, and—with the prickling rush of adrenaline—you realize there’s nowhere else you could’ve fallen but into his clutches all along.

#hibari kyoya x reader #hibari x reader #reader insert #momodita fic #snapshot fic #khr fic #khr x reader #katekyo hitman reborn fic #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #cw omgegaverse

[rayshippouuchiha]

Fic rec!

a rose by any other name (would taste just as bitter)

kodakekid

Summary:

"What is this?" The tremor in his voice is well-hidden, but there. Iemitsu is staring at his son like he doesn't know who it is, sitting across from them. It was funny. It was as if he thought he had any business to know who Tsuna was in the first place. "What are you?"

Tsunayoshi smiles, saccharine sweet and dripping oil slick ink from serrated teeth. "I am what you made me."

!!!!

#RayRambles #KHR #Fic Rec #katekyo hitman reborn

[lectorel]

Fucking around with fandom specific tropes: Harry Potter is Skull de Mort, expanded addition

(original linked here.)

***

Skull de Mort starts life as a game, half mockery and all spite. He's one part caricature of young Malfoy to two parts gleeful muggle counter-culture trash, wrapped up in a name and a persona designed to send Voldemort spinning in his non-existent grave.

Skull is a braggart and a coward, the embodiment of every half-baked rumor and hypocritical criticism ever aimed at Harry - selfish, self-centered, short-sighted, in love with his own ego and incapable of admitting when he’s wrong.

Skull makes his career in pissing people off and pulling bullshit stunts, until he can send someone over the edge with a single whined complaint. A saint would try to strangle him after being locked in the same room for 15 minutes.

He is, without exaggeration, the funniest thing Harry has ever done. Skull has more fun in an afternoon than Harry had in his entire childhood before Hogwarts.

***

More than that, though, Skull de Mort is Luce's friend. Another prophecy child, the older brother she'd never have, her fellow confident and conspirator. When she confesses the future she's bound to, the curse that she'll bind the future arcabalano with, he doesn't turn away.

Skull is the best thing Luce has ever been able to keep.

***

Skull is tiny when he sleeps, bombastic personality pulled back under his skin. Luce finds it fascinating, how someone who takes up so much room is so small when still. Even sprawled across her bed, carelessly wrapped in a bathrobe and sweatpants, he's still so much smaller than when awake.

Skull would have made an excellent mafia boss, in another, poorer, life. He lies like he breathes - reflexive, thoughtless. People see what he wants them to see, whether that's the cowardly braggert of his public persona or the varying twists of his more temporary roles. Truth is a precious commodity to Skull, and he shares it only grudgingly. Their fellow sacrifices have yet to earn it from him.

Luce doesn't blame him. The weight of prophecy makes her a liar too, blandly smiling at the sacrifices laid out on the altar. She’d feel worse about it if they weren't all, as Skull so delicately put it, a bunch of ruddy wankers high on their own egos. Lal is the closest thing to innocent of the five, and she left the army to become a freelance criminal.

And they're all, to a one, completely fooled by Skull. Strongest does not correlate with any degree of observation skill, from what Luce's seen of them. Otherwise they might have noticed how often he was laughing at them.

#harry potter #katekyo hitman reborn #fic ideas #writing #harry is skull #skull de mort

[what-the-fic-khr]

I felt such a strong, visceral reaction to this post specifically and had to write something really short and dumb for it literally immediately I’m so serious holy shit. in love with this. I’m gonna cry

character/s: superbi squalo, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

word count: 359

warnings: swearing

prompt: squalo runs colder than most

“It’s too cold! I don’t want to go on this stupid mission!”

Squalo watched you kick up a fuss, quiet as you gathered your stuff. He paid attention to every item you grabbed so he would remember them, so you wouldn’t complain about losing them if you forgot one on your way back.

“I just wanna stay here! It sucks, but it’s indoors at least…!”

“Just hurry up. The faster we leave, the faster this gets done, the faster we get home.”

You grumbled about it the entire way out of the estate, and he let you grouch on your way through. It’d get it out of your system and then you could get to work; you at least knew when to shut up.

You also promptly ignored every dig or mocking remark made at you as you pulled on gloves, a thicker coat, earmuffs. Because of your thick snow boots, the scarf you were wrapping around your neck. They could make fun of you all they liked, but you wanted to stay warm. Fuck ‘em.

Once you’d made enough of a trek away from the estate, pushing through snow with irritation, you eventually slowed to a stop.

“What?”

Squalo stopped next to you, and leant down when you waved at him to. He stayed still, head bowed a touch so you could reach up and slip your (his) earmuffs onto his head. He straightened with a low noise, a grunt of thanks.

“You should start killing people if they’re gonna make fun of you for wearing fucking earmuffs, you know.”

He blinked at you slowly before lifting a leg. You yelled out when he hooked his foot into the back of your knees and you fell, knees hitting the snow.

“You bastard! Give them back and freeze, then!”

Squalo snorted and headed off again, not waiting for you to scramble out of the snow and catch up to him. You didn’t.

He jerked forward after you threw a crudely made snowball at the back of his head, poorly constructed due to your gloves.

“Oi! You stupid bitch; just get up and come on!”

“Bastard! That’s what you get!”

#saw that post nearly died over it sorry. felt inspiration so strong I was winded. omfg #enamoured….. I’m going to headcanon this in every fic I ever write from now on actually #superbi squalo #khr #katekyo hitman reborn #mine #superbi squalo x reader #katekyo hitman reborn imagines #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #khr x reader #khr imagines #ANYWAYS. LOL #you guys get two posts today back to back exciting congrats

[mylifeisalieandididntknow]

Crossover idea of the day

John wick x KHR

Skull De Mort is John Wick reincarnated. He wanted a life of peace, of getting to be human and free in a way that he never has been. He takes the chance and joins the circus.

Looking the other way when he happens to see something that hints at the criminal empire.

He is dragged kicking and screaming into the world's strongest. The Arcobaleno, I Prescelti Sette and makes it everyone's problem. He refuses to be the world's greatest hit man. He chooses to be the world's greatest stuntman instead as the biggest f u to checkerface.

Death retired him dammit.

Anytime someone tries to get him to kill, he throws the biggest tantrum. He acts so childish anyone that knows him would cringe and shoot him dead.

Then someone tries to kill Oodako.

Que John Wick Rampage

#not into the shadow realm tumblr #it was a friend all along queue #fanfiction #up for grabs #fic ideas #john wick #khr #katekyo hitman reborn #skull de mort #khr skull #reincarnation au #crossover idea of the day

[strawwritesfic]

Vongola Guardians Taking Care of You Headcanons

Hey, guys! I'm sick again! So you know what that means...dopey headcanons about fictional guys taking care of you, their S/O, when you're sick!

I did it for the Avengers last time, so let's apply it to my current hyperfixation this time around.

Note that this is all regarding the adult versions of the cast, and we are not working with A) COVID (because it's too real) or B) The in-universe original TYL!Time Line (because I don't feel like dealing with the whole Millifiore situation).

Tsuna Sawada

Tsuna's got a lot of work to do, running the Vongola, but that doesn't mean he's going to ignore you when you're sick. In fact, you being sick is probably enough of a distraction that he's not going to get that work done anyway--and he's definitely not above using you getting sick as an excuse to get away from his responsibilities for a little while. If it's really something important, of course he'll do it. Otherwise, he's with you all the way. Unfortunately, Tsuna's kind of useless as a caregiver. His heart is in the right place, but he's not entirely sure what to do, and if he tries to do something, it typically winds up spilled all over you. What he can do is that neat trick with his sky flame on his finger on your forehead. When you can't sleep, that's your ticket to dreamland. Except that once he did that, and you slept for two straight days. Everyone was very worried. Reborn congratulated him on sending his S/O into a coma. When you did wake up, you felt much better, but he's reluctant to try it again. Good thing that his company is enough to make you feel a little better most of the time.

Hayato Gokudera

This is the guy that researches every single symptom you have. He's got medical textbooks. He's got WebMD's symptom checker. He's got...books on exorcisms? So not everything he's going to try is necessarily scientifically accurate. And he's not going to let you rest either, because he's got an enormous whiteboard covered in diagrams of all his research. He even wants to dictate the way you sleep, because he's figured out the only way to do it that will actually get you better! And if you don't let him try to get rid of the evil spirits inhabiting you at least once, you're probably going to wake up in the middle of the night surrounded by candles while he stands by the bed chanting. At least the minute Tsuna needs him, he's gone, so you'll get some peace and quiet.

But Gokudera does make some amazing okayu. It's the worst okayu you've ever tasted. At first, you might wonder if Bianchi's the one that made it. But even though it tastes incredibly awful, it does actually make you feel better. it almost makes him playing nurse worth it from time to time.

Ryohei Sasagawa

Ryohei has probably never had a sick day in his entire life. If he had a cold, he just EXTREMED it out of his system, and that's exactly what he expects you to do, too. You can't let the cold win! You have to get up! You have to get up before sunrise! You have to go for a ten-mile run before sunrise! You have to go for a ten-mile run while carrying cinderblocks in both hands before sunrise! Show your illness how EXTREME you are, and you will never be sick again a day in your life! He's not making you do all of this alone. Ryohei is right there with you, doing the exact same thing but with a lot more enthusiasm. It's exausting.

Thankfully, he's got Kyoko around. Once she realizes what's going on, she can rescue you. She knows how to take care of sick people, and she'll get you set up in a nice, dark room with whatever you need, and she and Haru will make sure that you eat healthy and get plenty of rest--because, let's face it, you're probably worse off now than you were before Ryohei got his hands on you. You will live, but it might be a good idea in the future to call in sick to your S/O next time you've got a tickle in your throat.

Lambo

This 15-year-old guy has literally no clue what to do with a sick S/O. Heck, he has literally no clue what to do with himself when he's sick. He's so covered in girls your age anyway, so what are the chances that he notices that you're slogging your way through your day? Well, he does. That doesn't mean he's going to do anything about it...until I-Pin notices as well and chastises him for being so heartless.

And the truth is, he cares about you, and he hates to see you sick. He's not great at doing much more than playing gopher...but, again, he's 15. What else is he supposed to do? So at least for the day he'll get you whatever you want. Chocolate ice cream? Done. Ramen from I-Pin place of work? Absolutely. He consumes half of it, too, and he moans a lot about how gross it is, but ultimately you'd probably be a lot more lonely recuperating by yourself than with him around.

Takeshi Yamamoto

Does Yamamoto even realize you're sick? That is the question. He's known you long enough to know when something's up, but he also trusts you. When you tell him no, you're fine, please just go get beaten up by an Italian man with a sword like he planned, he's not going to argue. Yamamoto knows that you're tough, and if you don't want his help, he's not going to force it on you. He respects you too much to baby you.

On the other hand, on his way home from sparring with Squalo, he's going to pick up a few things. First, he's going to go to the store, and he's going to grab a couple boxes of medicine that sound like they'll help what he thought you sounded like you had that morning. Then he's going to go by his dad's restaurant and pick up a ton of sushi. If you're still not feeling well when he gets home, then he's got you covered. But if you still want to pretend that you're fine, then he just keeps the medicine in his coat pocket for later. He's fine pretending that you're fine if that's what you want. At least there's good food for a quiet night in so you can rest.

Mukuro Rokudo

I mean, as long as he needs you for something, he'll probably care that your sick. Your organs are still in the right place. There's probably not a good way to illusion away your cold and flu symptoms. So if you're fine, he's probably got better things to be doing, like plotting how to finally possess Tsuna and start a war within the mafia!

Oh, what? Really? You want him to say? Well, then, maybe he can put off the whole bloody war within the mafia thing off for another day or two. After all, it's been ten years and he still hasn't got around to it! But hopefully you know that you're in for a lot of getting your own juice bottles, or at least having him torment you about getting your juice bottles until your fever breaks.

Kyoya Hibari

Hibari doesn't get sick, because being sick is weak. But now that he's older, he can appreciate that no one is as strong as he is, so even his S/O is going to get sick from time to time. He is not going to baby you for choosing to be so weak as to catch a cold, however. You probably won't be seeing much of Hibari while you're ill. He's got important business to attend to.

But without saying it, he does make it clear he cares. He'll adjust your pillow in the morning before he leaves. He'll make sure there's plenty of tea in the cupboard. He'll send Kusakabe to check on you regularly. And since you did decide to throw your lot in with Hibari, this radio silence isn't exactly unheard of or unwelcome. Just make sure none of your other friends are around for a visit if and when he decides to come look in on you himself.

#fan fic #straw writes #reader insert #headcanon #katekyo hitman reborn #khr #reborn #khr x reader #khr x you #khr x y/n #khr reader insert #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #katekyo hitman reborn x you #katekyo hitman reborn x y/n #katekyo hitman reborn reader insert

[dark-elf-writes]

you can’t just drop r27 omegaverse on my birthday and not expect me to be normal about this the rest of the day

Happy Birthday!

Tsunayoshi Sawada presented as an omega on his twentieth birthday, and, once the usual mess of a first heat had been dealt with and he was laying sweaty and exhausted in the remnants of his hastily constructed nest, he had to bite his lip to hold back tears.

It wasn’t the heat that was bothering him (well it was more than likely the hormones and exhaustion that still lingered post heat that were bringing tears to his eyes if he was being completely truthful with himself) wasn’t the fact that he had presented as an omega (it wasn’t really much of a surprise, particularly not with how the future Hayato had reacted to him immediately reaching out to nuzzle against him, to scent him like they were pack) it was, more than anything, the knowledge that he would never get to have a true hunt.

It was a silly thought, really. A stupid selfish thing for him to want. A romantic ideal that had been pressed into his mind from a young age.

And yet he wanted it.

To have a prospective mate chase him, hunt him, to give his all to the chase and know that anyone who caught him would have earned it. Would be an alpha worthy of him. A dream, really, that Tsuna had never thought to have (why would Dame-Tsuna be anything as rare as male omega? How could he ever be an alpha?) and one that was crushed the moment he realized it was a possibility.

Because who could ever have a chance of catching him if he gave his all? Who could fool his hyper intuition long enough to grab him? Who could outrun his flames? Who could run him down if Tsuna could fly?

It ached more than he was willing to admit. Somewhere deep in his chest that made him want to whine. He was sure his scent was drenched in that sadness and pain. Was certain if it the moment he finally dragged himself out of bed and into a fresh change of clothes after a shower only for his guardians to all jump to alert immediately (Takeshi had even snarled at the invisible threat, tucking an arm around Tsuna’s shoulders and dragging him close as if to protect him).

He tried to smile through it, tried to think of happy things to take the sour note out of his scent, but the closer it got to his next heat the more and more on edge the others became. (He had caught Hibari prowling the hall outside his room with fangs bared and tonfas in hand twice. Had caught Mukuro leaving new blankets covered in all of their scents outside his door too.)

Then the day before his heat was set to start, he woke up to a silent home.

Tsuna was up and running before his thoughts could catch up with him, dressed only in the shorts and t shirt he had slept in the night before to stave off the pre-heat fever.

He staggered to a stop when he saw a figure leaning against the door to his office. A familiar figure in a suit and fedora pulled low over his face. The scent hit him a moment after the sight did, pine and gunpowder and alpha, so strong that it nearly made his knees buckle.

A whine built in his chest, high and needy, even as he felt his head tip back almost instinctively, baring his throat.

In the shadows of the hat, all Tsuna could see was a fanged smirk. Warm. Sharp. (Like he already had Tsuna pinned and under his teeth.)

The click of a gun had him bolting before his mind could catch up with him. Before he could process the words Reborn had all but purred to him in deadly promise. Before he could remember that he wasn’t even wearing his damn shoes as he hurled himself out the third story window left open like this had all been planned from the start.

(Knowing Reborn, it had.)

He was laughing as he felt his flames spark at his hand, roar to life on his forehead, laughing as he realized there was no need for him to hold back, laughing as his muddled brain finally made sense of those words.

“Run, little omega.”

Tsunayoshi Sawada was sill laughing as he took flight, knowing even know that the World’s Greatest Hitman wasn’t far behind him. Knowing that soon enough he would be caught.

#the elf talks #reborn #katekyo hitman reborn #omegaverse #happy birthday have the first scene and or chapter of what will probably become a fic

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: “Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.” In which Ienari was picked to be Decimo instead of Tsuna, but that’s okay because Tsuna was always destined for bigger things than being a mafioso.

Author: @seitosokusha

#official fic poll #haveyoureadthisfic #pollblr #fanfiction #fandom culture #internet culture #fanfic #tumblr polls #fandom poll #We Weren't Born to Follow #khr #khr fanfic #khr reborn #katekyo hitman reborn #R27

[seijuurouxryuu]

Writing Patterns Meme

[Plain text: "Writing Patterns Meme" in big text. /End PT]

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

@ravensilversea thanks for tagging!!!! I'm so sorry I just noticed it today fhdsklfjdsklfjds. Also its been a long time since I wrote/posted anything so here we gooooooo

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1. There was the smell of blood. - did you kill my mother, father (KHR)

2. To say that the plan was foolproof was a lie. - Cicadas of Summer (Natsume Yuujinchou)

3. One thing about Reborn that everyone knows is that he never rejects a mission. - fire wrapped in spider lilies (KHR)

4. "So..." - espresso and expresso my thirst for you (KHR)

5. The thunder was loud, booming and deafening in the background. - past and present (KHR)

6. Nai compartmentalizes his memories. - folders within boxes within crates (Trigun)

7. Hanako was so young when she lost her papa and mama — so young that she could not remember anything much aside from black and white and lilies. - Blooming Flower (KHR)

8. To Sawada Ieyasu, the world, was dull. - Cypress (KHR)

9. Light was sacred, a blessing bestowed by the heavens, an honour given by the gods. - The last lights were gone, and we lay together in the deep, and drifted away, and all was silent. Such a silence I had never known. (KHR)

10. Shen Jiu expected to be alone forever. - An Unexpected Company (Scum Villain)

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What have we learned?

[Plain text: "What have we learned?" in medium text. /End PT]

I took the liberty to kill of my 10th post thing on AO3 because it was just my rant corner but like, I want and not want to burn it so ignore me.

HMNNNNNNNNN GOOD QUESTION. WHAT HAVE WE LEARNED????

That I really like short opening sentences?? And that maybe I like to start the story with the condition the main character is in???? HmNnNN but its interesting that I love making short sentence opener. I thought I'd prefer long ones but lo and behold. the fact that number 9 title is longer than my first sentence is so funny too.

But I did realized how much I love symbolic titles, even tho 99% of the time I screamed at how to figure out a title and just randomly slap one on. and also I can't believe that I only wrote NINE (9) FICS IN 2023,,,, WHAT THE FUCK ME??? HNGH I swear I wanna write more but brain capacity getting smaller (sobs)

No pressure from me!!! @avidaraku, @adelmortescryche, @honeynet, @seitosokusha and anyone basically. I feel like I'd tag everyone if I could but hahahaha----- //slapped K BYE LOVE YALL

#KHR #Katekyo Hitman Reborn #Natsume Yuujinchou #Trigun #My Writings #Just realized that I can promo my fics like this HAHAHAHHAHA WHOOPS

[ivoryratdoggerythethird]

"i'm a reasonable person," i say, as i begin watching a 200+ episode anime i've never heard of before because it has a crossover fic with two of my existing fandoms by an author i really like

#to be fair i have a history #like i finished watching bsd and got into bnha and learned about genshin #all for fan content #think i'm the problem #anyway so i'm watching #katekyo hitman reborn #the baby's cool i like him #did the author say the fic is readable without watching it? yes #am i going to do it anyway because i am greedy and want to fully experience a fantastic fic in a three in one deal? also yes #do i historically have a terrible record of finishing even 12 episode shows? very much so #is that going to stop me? haha. #the other fandoms are bnha and bsd #bungou stray dogs #boku no hero academia #my post #fanfiction #ao3 #the sigma show #the toga show #lets see if i find another favourite character to cry over

[myrmyrtheorca]

Ordered some new art supplies to prepare for the upcoming weeks!

New illustrations I'm planning to make:

Anemone's character sheet;

Tristam's character sheet;

Cavalieri Ottava/Nera Signora illustration (only if those previous two don't take me too long);

Celebratory art for Killer Whale's release!

stay tuned!!

#khr #katekyo hitman reborn #khr fic #fic update #khr oc #oc

[rayshippouuchiha]

It's been a hot minute since I read this but I think this has Tsuna training with the Varia and people not knowing who he is. Even if it doesn't it is an absolutely delightful fic.

Say Boys Don't You See Them Bones by Adel Mortescryche (Mortescryche)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6856474

(Also I just realized that I have 13,988 bookmarks and I only got an AO3 account in 2018)

oh fuck yeah babe

#RayRambles #Fic Rec #KHR #katekyo hitman reborn

[spoileralert-khr]

a day in the life of SA!Ottavio

Did this as part of my (possibly unnecessary) fic planning, so I thought I'd share.

Ottavio’s post-Mirco schedule (some modifications after Rue and Basilio arrived)

Most Days 0430-0630 training 0630-0645 shower 0645-0730 breakfast 0730-1000 work 1000-1015 coffee break 1330-1400 working lunch 1400-1730 meetings/ staff seminars/ reviewing subordinates’ work 1730-1745 afternoon snack + coffee 1745-2000 finish whatever wasn’t done from the morning; M/Th/Sa: short break at 1900 to scrape mirco off the training room floor and return him to his room 2000-2100 check that mirco is still alive, eat dinner, turn deaf ear to shamal’s complaints 2100-2300 finish whatever wasn’t done in the afternoon 2300-2330 washing up and stretches, check that mirco, and not an illusion, is in bed 2330 bedtime

Rest Day (every 6-10 days) 0530-0730 light exercise 0730-0745 shower 0745-0830 breakfast 0830-1130 adult personal things like accounts, investments, non-Varia business 1130-1430 if kids also have a rest day, take kids for a good airing out + lunch, otherwise continue working on personal stuff 1430-1530 plotting; if no plotting required, nap 1530-1700 phonecall with Tyr!!! 1700-1730 afternoon snack with mirco if he’s not with mammon; otherwise, snack while staring into space 1730-1900 self-improvement (self-study /reading/ Flame technique) 1900-2030 If rest day falls on M/Th/Sa: scrape mirco off the training room floor, ensure the child is washed, then dinner 2030-2130 check children’s schoolwork progress 2130-2200 brainwashing the children 2200-2300 thinking, worrying, moderate alcohol consumption 2300-2330 washing up and stretches, check that mirco, and not an illusion, is in bed 2330 bedtime

#khr #spoileralert-khr #katekyo hitman reborn #fic #ottavio

[miisart]

It’s not your fault, you stupid girl.

#khr #katekyo hitman reborn #X27 #xfem27 #xanxus #sawada tsunayoshi #fem tsuna #i miss them #ajsldjf i dont think i ever drawn them angsty before??? #dont ask me why hes tyl #bc ten years and i still cant figure out how to draw his stupid slicked up hair style #OH GOD IT'S BEEN TEN YEARS SINCE I SHIP THEM #wow #that fic is still being rewrite will i ever finish and post we will never know #tru otp #this is actually not from any of my fic #so go wild with your imagination ig #ajdlkjf 'as if you ever provide context before op' yes yes i k #too lazy to render properly #one day #one day i will #tmi but my dog was sleeping on my lap while i was working on this #and he kept pawing at my laptop whenever i stop petting him #and if you know me and my dog he's 120 lbs

[rarepears]

Ask game: why are you bleeding on my lawn again?

Solo Leveling X KHR

Sung Jinwoo is probably a Cloud. And with his S ranked Hunter skills and all... he's definitely the world's strongest cloud. In the original timeline with all the gates going on and Sung Jinwoo not getting his Shadow Monarch skills until 24, Checkerface recruited Skull as the Cloud Arcobaleno.

But this is the timeline where Jinwoo just finished defeating the monarchs and has put on his teenager facade to enjoy regularly old boring non-hunter life again. But with his Monarch skills (and cloud flames) still very much there.

So when Checkerface goes collecting the world's strongest seven... naturally he detects that the world's strongest cloud is this... civilian teenager.

Cool story bro. He's got no time for pity and dumps the civilian into the mess that is the Arcobaleno. Sung Jinwoo, unaware of how this is a whole mafia thing nor of how the mafia stuff works, just acts like this normal self. With his baby face and civilian background, he just comes off as... a child. Naive. Sulky and obtuse.

(Nah, he's just bored. It's like inviting an Olympic athlete to watch a bunch of middle school students compete.)

So things happen and finally, it's that special day where Checkerface shows up to turn the seven into their baby forms. Except it's Sung Jinwoo in that group.

Sung Jinwoo the OP BAMF that he is, wipes Checkerface into the dust. Only after he interrogates Checkerface though.

And then he returns to his normal civilian life, or as much as he can return to an ordinary civilian life. Turns out that he's got Sky flames as a secondary attribute and he's got a Sun for a stalker who also keeps bleeding out on his lawn now.

[check out other fic ideas in the #made up fic title ask game]

More in the #checkerface decides to recruit sung jinwoo as the cloud arcobaleno au

#make up fake fic title ask game #solo leveling #solo leveling au #solo leveling ideas #sung jin woo #khr #khr ideas #katekyo home tutor #katekyo hitman reborn #arcobaleno #reborn #checkerface decides to recruit sung jinwoo as the cloud arcobaleno au

[strawwritesfic]

Future Arc AU where Yuni and Tsuna swap roles. TYL!Tsuna gets drugged, so the Vongola Rings are distributed through the Millifiore, and some of his Guardians become Black Spell. Aria gets shot after destroying the Mare Rings, and Yuni has to convince the past versions of the Giglio Nero to help her fix the time line.

#not fic #this post brought to you by my current hyperfixation #this post also brought to you by my desire to see Gokudera in Gamma's shoes #khr #katekyo hitman reborn! #reborn! #katekyo hitman reborn