#Reborn the Sun Arcobaleno

[in-asterism]

"strongest sky"

[khr-guilded-cage]

Headcannon

Tsuna is 100% Reborn's Sky

But the Hitman would never dare make it official because even if Tsuna is powerful enought to have more than a Full Set of Elements, Reborn don't like sharing.

His greatest flaw is his pride and with Ryohei as a bond official Sun? Reborn won't accept begin the 'Second Sun', won't accept such thing even if his Sun Flames, untammed and wild, long desire a home, home, home.

His pride led him to his doom with his first Sky, the title of Strongest Seven and the thought that Checkerface won't be able to harm the 'Greatest Hitman'.

His pride held him from his second Sky

It seens some things don't change much

[justkhrstuff]

[rayshippouuchiha]

You know how there are the head cannons about Slies wearing their favorite Elements color?

Imagine that but Full Metal Sky

Ed does not know, and would not care if he did know, but the Arcobaleno do and Fon is the smuggest bastard because Ed is always wearing fucking red

(Reborn is aggressively trying to get Ed to wear yellow but Ed refuses bc yellow washes him out. He’s yellow enough already)

Reborn crosses the line one time by attempting to replace Ed's still iconic red jacket and Ed just fucking loses it

Reborn ends up delightfully rumpled from the resulting tussle and Ed's all "I'm already gold you stupid fuck" and Reborn's gremlin senses latch onto that like AH!

Catch Reborn being all "Ed was mine first, even his hair and eyes carry the sun itself"

[analviel]

Iemitsu meant for Tsuna to consider him dead, he was never going to (be able to) come back.

With the instability caused by the consecutive deaths of every single one of the four (four! How did we lose all of them?!) Vongola heirs (Xanxus is, as far as the public knows, a legitimate option), by the order I headcanon as Enrico, Xanxus, Massimo, and then Federico, the CEDEF was suddenly working much more closely with the Vongola than it had since decades ago. Because it's either that or you're still cleaning up after the absolute shitshow of a mess the situation's become but without the insider ability to give his input. He had to make the decision of leaving forever when the third (? Fourth/last?) brother was killed years before canon or maybe even when Xanxus was frozen I don't really remember the timeline right now.

Like, calling fucking Reborn the Sun Arcobaleno was the last resort.

Tsuna as Vongola was the absolute last, last resort.

Iemitsu's comeback is so wishywashy bcs he really hadn't expected to come back and now he has to say sike to his kid bcs well, what else is he gonna say?

I'm not dead. But you might be, one day.

[ketchup-chup]

Arcobaleno Pre-Curse Heights

A quick disclaimer before we begin. I am not the best at guessing heights based just off images but I tried my best. If anyone has any corrections do let me know.

Canon:

Lal Mirch: 5’5 (166 cm)

Uni: 4’10 (148 cm)

Luce: 5’7 (170 cm)

Assumptions based on manga panels:

Reborn: 6’1 – 6’2 (186-189 cm)

Fon: 5’8 – 5’9 (175 cm)

Mammon: 4’11 (150 cm)

Aria: 5’5 (165 cm)

Unknown:

Colonnello

Verde

Skull

More info and explanations under the cut ↓

Another important thing to note beforehand. Many of the pictures of the Arcobaleno drawn all together by both the Amano themselves or the anime are very inconsistent, or they're standing at angles/strange perspectives, so it makes it impossible to tell their heights. Therefore, I will not be using those as references except for in one case which you will see further down.

Lal Mirch: Lal's official uncursed height was confirmed in the REBORN! ēlDLIVE character's 365 book.

Uni: Uni's official height was confirmed in the REBORN! ēlDLIVE character's 365.

Luce: Luce’s official height was confirmed on her display at the Amano Akira Exhibition (it also says she likes basking in the sun/sunbathing which is so cute). Unfortunetly, it was only Luce's who's uncursed height was revealed at this event.

Reborn: Mostly going off this image of his fight with Iemitsu. They are both at an angle, and both a little slouched (Reborn more so due to him having his arms being held down). However, it's obvious they are at least very similar in height if not the same height. Iemitsu's canon height is 189 cm or 6’2 thus I placed Reborn at around the same.

Fon: Fon's height seems to be pretty similar to Hibari's! Perhaps a little taller if anything since in the photo below he's leaning away and down a bit (since Hibari is hitting him) and Hibari even seems to be slouching a tiny bit. Hibari's canon height is 169 cm or 5'6 maybe even 5'7. And so I placed Fon a few inches taller.

Mammon: Okay, Mammon's used a bit more of guess work but I'm pretty confident in my choice. In the photo below Bel is obviously leaning down quite a bit but if he were to stand up straight it would seem Mammon head would reach their chest. Bel is 170 or around 5’7. Looking at a height comparison chart/website, for someone to reach Bel's chest at the height I predicted they would be about 4'11 (150 cm). Not to mention Bel himself says to them "but your size is pretty compact".

Aria: Little hard to tell here since the first pic she’s at an angle (at least I’m assuming). but she’s a little past Gamma’s shoulder. Gamma is 6 foot (185 cm) so I placed Aria is about 5’5 (165 cm) (once again using the height comparison chart).

Colonnello: OKAY SO. This is a struggle for me. Ultimately I placed him still as unknown as the information was too inconsistent. Here are pics of Colonnello next to Lal. We see that her head is to his chest, the top hitting his shoulders. Lal is 5'5 (166 cm). Using my height calculator that would place Colonnello at 6'6 (198 cm)?????

Now, the reason I can't 100% get behind this is if we look at the photo below! Obviously they're all at an angle and perspective is weird so we can't actually use this as a reference! However, I do believe there is some truth in it and here you can not tell me Colonnello looks 6'6!! At the very least though I think we can confirm he's most likely the tallest of them unless one day we discover Verde or Skull are giants.

Verde: Unfortunetly he does not appear to stand next to anyone while uncursed so I can not compare heights.

Skull: Skull only briefly stands in front of Enma while uncursed for a bit. However, Enma is crouched down so it would be very hard for me to compare heights.

If anyone has any additional thoughts or information please let me know!

[rakubalka]

Kujutsu Sorcerer Tsuna

This one is also for you @khr-guilded-cage

I got the idea while tinnking of one more jjk x KHR crossover for you

We ended up with this hope you like it

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We start with Tsuna being put in Jujutsu High because of the fact that he has been for literal years dealing with all his emotions without an out so they started to accumulate inside himself . And as a result he has a lot of curse energy and because he doesn't have access to his flames his instinct goes for his talent in jujutsu (which he actually has)

Nana being Nana doesn't question why her son is admitted into a school he didn't apply for . Neither does she question why he stopped sending her letters a few months into his first school year . And she doesn't tell anyone about it , because why would they want to know what her useless Tsuna is doing ?

Tsuna is in the same years as Shoko , Gojo and Geto . The first year was interesting and just new (with no one actually bullying him) , the second even more so and in the third he had to save a junior of his from dying .

Anyway for the second year almost everything that happened in canon is as such except tanks to bring in the field and having to face death regularly the seal has cheeping to pieces little by little as a result of which he has been regaining hyper intuition. And what his intuition has been telling his is to have Shoko on stand by with his own technique ready to save someone . So he does and it thankfully allowed them to at least keep Riko alive intill Gojo comes to act as a battery for positive energy to the people who know how to heal aka Tsuna and Shoko .

One of the few good things that came from that is Tsuna breaking the seal and going active . And having an active Sky to newly turned cloud to mist Geto makes it so doesn't become a genocidal maniac , don't get me wrong he still gets his revenge but he doesn't go into that very dark spiral .

Riko did become the part of Tengen . Her body was just too weak to be able to continue to live for much longer and with this at least some part of her will live . She still got a grave so everyone can mourn the life she could have had ting turned differently .

Afther the mission Tsuna got the Flame talk form principle Gakuganji (who is a mist) as he is the only person that he knows of is flame active in the jujutsu society in Japan .

Later on Tsuna without meaning to gets his friends to also go active . It was a chaotic weekend .

Later on they meet Skull who is Gakuganji's Sky and only alive classmate as everyone else from their graduation year and up and down at school has died , hell Skull is technically speaking also in the dead count as he faked his death . At least Gojo now has a person to whom he can bitch with as to how annoying having the Six Eyes is .

Ironically enough Gojo is now also the heir of the Carcasa if Tsuna doesn't get the mafia family .

Times fly by with Geto adopting twin girls and becoming a teacher in jujutsu high with Shoko as the school doctor and with Tsuna and Gojo trying to change Jujutsu society for the better , with Nanami and Haibara in the background doing their things .

And at some point an informant of theirs (and Skull) calls to inform them of the Sun Arcobaleno maving to Japan to train a heir after speaking with Don Vongola . And they have unblurred the family history of everyone so they know that Reborn is coming for Tsuna and seems to be expecting a 14 years old boy not a man in his mid 20s . So they (especially Tsuna) decide it's perfect time to make Reborn play a "little" prank .

From Reborn point of view things are as canon in reality they are not . What Tsuna is doing is teach a group of kids who will almost certainly end up in his high school while fooling a hitman . And raising four or more children at the same time .

The "big" reveal happens in the Varia arc . More specifically after Timoteo got out of the varia cloud . The moment Timoteo goes into consciousness Tsuna is breaking from the front door to yell and curse at him and Lemitsu . After which he threw the rings at Xanxus general direction and decided he is taking the kids with himself and in rolling them early in highschool .

Even with Reborn and the whole of Vongola they that and didn't find Tsuna .

The next time Tsuna is seen is in the Arco arc . Needless to say Tsuna and his Harmony absolutely destroy everyone else . And forces them to listen and work together or else .

With the jjk side of thighs itadori , Megumi and Nobara are not the only first years this time instead they are in the part of the biggest graduation year the school has seen in decades if not centuries .

And the shinanagans continue .

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Tsuna's cursed technique is called Resonance for those curious . It allows him to multiply cursed energy and to strengthen other people's cursed technique . The drawback is that he has to be emotionally close to the person for any more than 5% of his technique's actual power to be drawn . Harmonization automatically puts a person in his 80% range aka almost instantly they become around 4 times stronger and he is even closer with his Guardians so they are pretty OP .

[witchy-writer-lady]

I really luv the Star Plasma Vessel AU. I have an idea for a sequel if you don't mind. I dub it as the Elopement AU 🤭

Marriage in Jujutsu Society has not changed since ancient times. Each clan has their own ritual/procedure involving binding vows that is still used even in modern times. A lot of things not permissible in modern times are still legal in the jujutsu society.

Sawada Setsuna is the latest star plasma vessel to have failed the merging. Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru hides the fact that Toji successfully shot Tsuna. Making the higher ups believe that Toji shot an illusion of Tsuna made by Tamamo no mae and that the merging failed due to incompatibility. They hide the resurrection/immortality ability portion of Tsuna's cursed technique. A person with such cursed technique would be highly sought after.

On the other hand the higher ups have a problem. The merger failed and Sawada Setsuna is still alive. There are rumours that there are people targeting the Vongola with the first son dead and the second one crippled. It's only a matter of time before Vongola finds out about Setsuna. A lot of clans looked down on her, thinking her defective for failing to merge with Tengen. The higher ups want her dead. To ensure that the Vongola won't blame them in the event of her death, they speed up her promotion to grade 1 and send her to harder missions with a lot of misinformation. Surprisingly enough, she completes the missions alive and barely injured.

Fast forward, Tsuna, Satoru and Suguru are in a strange situationsip taking care of the twins and the fushiguro siblings. Satoru and Suguru have been dating since the end of their first year. They never expected to fall in love with Tsuna. Tsuna is sheltered and oblivious and thinks her feelings are unrequited. The higher ups are being impatient with rumors of the sun arcobaleno going to japan. They misclassified a mission and sent Tsuna to an S Class one. She survives with everyone now knowing about her cursed technique. A lot of clans try to pressure or even bridenap her into marrying to their clan. She likes Satoru and Suguru but she would not impose herself on them. Satoru and Suguru tries to resolve it but ends up fighting, the kids overhear and asks the both of them why they all won't just marry each other. Suguru tries to explain why that's impossible but Satoru remembers that Gojo marriage clause allows for more than one spouse. They both confess and the three resolved their feelings. In order for no sabotage to be involved they decided to conduct the marriage binding vows immediately with only the kids, Yaga, Ieri and Nanami as witness. This proves as a boon when they found out that Reborn is sent to fetch Tsuna and train her as the Decimo's spouse to tie her bloodline back to the family.

Hello, anon! No, I don't mind the idea for a sequel. I actually fuffiled it!!

Here.

Your original request had some issues witth the timeline, so I made some adjustments. Other than that, thanks for the request, hope will like it.

[leftnotright]

PROOF APOLLO WEARS HAWAIIAN SHIRTS

“The Tri-Ni-Sette machine is failing. The world will die.” “We can’t do anything going forward. Going backwards, however, is another matter.” Ryohei had his mission: To go back. To before the most recent Arcobaleno Curse, to before the slaughter of the Simone. To before the Tri-Ni-Sette System finally gave out. Ryohei was used to loss, in the ring and in life. But this time, he promises, he’ll win. Reborn had his mission: Get in this man’s pants, or die trying. After all, Reborn was nothing if not an Icarus. (Or: The ‘size matters’ fic)

Parings: Reborn/Sasagawa Ryohei

Characters: Reborn (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Ten Years Later Sasagawa Ryouhei, Sasagawa Ryouhei, Vindice (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Arcobaleno (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Checker Face | Kawahira

Tags: Time Travel Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Ryouhei Time Travels

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

CHAPTER 11: LET'S BE ALONE TOGETHER

When Reborn and Verde returned to the sunset-tinged sands of the Simone Island, it was to the sight of Ryohei frolicking in a shore tipped with gold, surrounded by a flock of boys and girls with red hair and stigma eyes. Reborn stared out at the sight of Ryohei, his shoulders blushed pink and his hair slicked back, children hanging from his arms. 

Pink and red and warm, summer golden-yellows. Reborn thought those would be a good colour palette for a wedding — he should update his mood board. 

Then Ryohei turned, sun-lit eyes scorching the horizon before they laid upon that figure dressed in black, standing on the sand. He grinned, lips wet with seawater, and waved with both arms. 

“Reborn!” Ryohei cheered and, like something out of Baywatch, came wading out of the shore, waves breaking on his calves.

Reborn stared. 

Reborn turned to Abramo, “You have done exceptionally.”

Abramo nodded, arms crossed over his chest, puffed with pride. “Thought you’d like the tight shorts. He chose the worst colours though.”

Verde sighed and walked away, shoulders slumped and eyes squinted against the bright outdoors. Good, Reborn didn’t think he deserved to bear witness to Ryohei dressed in only wet, clinging swimwear.

“How’d it go!? Did you have fun!?” Ryohei asked as he came to a stop in the soft, white sand. 

“A few moments short of painful,” Reborn shrugged and reached his hand across. Reborn trailed his fingers along Ryohei’s sun-blushed chest, connecting constellations of just-there freckles with the droplets that clung to his skin. “I’m glad to be back on Simone soil.”

“Well, welcome home!” Ryohei laughed, hands on his hips and completely unperturbed by the finger tracing along his pectoral. 

Abramo glanced between the men, then the hand that had still yet to drop. He wiggled his eyebrows at them before not-so-casually excusing himself, splashing loudly into the surf.

“How’s the mainland? Everything still intact?” Ryohei joked as he squatted down next to a haphazard pile of towels, pool noodles and discarded clothes. 

For a moment, Reborn was distracted by a single drop of sparkling seawater as it made a journey down Ryohei’s spine and into the tight waistband of Ryohei’s flamingo-themed shorts. He wondered, if he were to tug them, if there would even be any give. 

“Nothing of note,” Reborn hummed, and watched as Ryohei shrugged on one of his many Hawaiian shirts, left mercifully unbuttoned.  

“Reborn, you should swim too, the water’s great! Something about a volcano!” Ryohei said as they began the slow, sandy walk towards the Simone quarry.

Reborn slipped his arm through Ryohei’s and smiled, “That sounds like a wonderful idea. Can’t let a day like this go to waste.”

Ryohei grinned and cheered, scattering the seagulls scavenging along the shore. 

“Wait for me here will you, my dear Ryohei?” Reborn crooned as they stepped through the hazy darkness of the Vindice portal, solder and fumes stung their noses. “I’ll be out in a moment in something more… Comfortable .”

“Remember to bring Leon! He needs some real sun!” Ryohei called and Reborn waved over his shoulder as he disappeared through chained-down doors.

Ryohei rocked on his heels and looked around, the grand atrium of the Vindice’s Simone Base still as impressive as the first time he had seen it. The skeletons of the Machine were filling out with muscle of thick wire. Those heavy, metal bases were bolted deep into the bedrock to support the towering beams, finally set and soldered into place in arches overhead.

Vindice ghouls floated around, carrying boxes of materials, sand and shattered glass. There were loose bolts and nuts littering the floor, as numerous as the crushed-up remnants of ancient shells. Ryohei could feel them under the thin soles of his sandals as he walked, inspecting each frame with barely bottled excitement. 

And at the centre of it all, surrounded by those looming structures of metal and hope, Verde sat on the floor, nearly nesting in his papers. 

Ryohei had barely seen Verde since bringing him to the island, elusive and nearly outsight evasive of all things unrelated to ‘his Machine’. In truth, Ryohei didn’t know Verde well — or knew the would-be- could -be Verde well. The Verde of the future had always been too taken with his creations to deign an audience with the Vongola for anything short of the Tri-Ni-Sette collapsing.

Ryohei could see that same fanaticism now as he made his way over, stepping around the wires thick as great tree roots. He peered over Verde’s shoulder to read what the man was scratching down with a pen running low on ink.

“What?” Verde snapped, quick as a whip.

Ryohei grinned, “How’s the progress? Figured out the glass?”

“Components are missing. Working backwards,” Verde answered, eyes shifting around as if knocked by every new idea in his rattling brain. “Someone— I created intentional voids. I do not know why.”

Ryohei tilted his head, brows furrowed. Verde had left out information. Crucial information. Ryohei squatted down and rested his chin on his knuckles, sandals grinding into the sandy stone floors.

“There's no distinct pattern to the omission. If there's a code, it's not obvious.” Verde dragged a box full of rolls of grid paper, elbow-deep as he scrounged for a loose piece. 

There was silence. Soft breathing. Completely unobtrusive, but almost omnipresent. A heat that warmed the stone under Verde's thighs and dried out the paper in his hands. Inescapable. Like the smell of summer on a windless day.

Verde turned his head and regarded Ryohei, still dripping with water, flecks of shells clung to his shins and between his fingers. His shirt was damp with a mixture of seawater and sweat, the bridge of his nose glistened with sunscreen. And he was still. Sitting on his sandy haunches, sun-kissed face cradled in his seashell-sparkled hands. Watching. Windless.

Verde returned to his work. Verde continued to speak. Less to Ryohei and more to Ryohei’s presence — to the heat —, an engineer to a rubber duck. Ryohei listened wordlessly, eyes bright and alert despite the odd, jargonistic words that flew well over his head.

“Everything else is laid out. Working with that, it will simply be common sense. It will require a heat, apparently even more so than the kiln the Vindice uses now but— there’s a piece missing.” Verde scrubbed his hair, sticking up weirdly with oil and sea salt residue. “I will find it. Given time, I will find it.”

“You will,” Ryohei agreed without missing a beat, without taking a breath, without a doubting thought.

Verde blinked and turned to the man crouched at his side, sand sticking to his legs from the beaches, nose bridge pink from the sun. He was smiling. Unhindered. Unwavering. The sky was blue, the sea was deep, and Verde would solve this puzzle made just for him.

What faith.

Verde clutched his near-empty pen tighter, took a breath and felt his lungs scorch. The near-constant damp of the place ripped from the very fibres of his clothes. Under those smiling eyes, Verde was warm.

People hailed Verde as the next Da Vinci. Under those smiling eyes Verde was Now .

“I will,” Verde said, voice almost raspy-dry. 

Ryohei grinned like a bonfire. Like a collapsing star. Full of blinding life and steadfast, searing, unrelenting Will . 

Oh.

Verde shifted his gaze to the side and saw Reborn standing there, cast in shadow with eyes so bright it was like looking at a sunrise. Reborn inclined his head.

Do you see it? 

How could you not?

He’s perfect—

It’s huge—

It could be ours.

Verde swallowed greedily, throat parched, hands tingling. Reborn regarded him with sunrise eyes from behind the figure made of heat and some astronomic faith — clad in an eyesore of a blue and red Hawaiian print shirt.

Verde felt his eyes sting from the light, but kept them open. He felt the buzzing in his teeth. Verde felt the strike of dry lightning on brushland.

Reborn smiled, vindicated. 

☀☀

Reborn reclined on the wicker lounge, cradling something boozy, fruity and full of crushed ice. The sun beat down on him as he laid there, his open white, linen shirt fluttering in the salty sea breeze and Ryohei’s wet abs reflecting in the black of his sunglasses.

Ryohei grinned as he helped a small gaggle of Simone children build a sandcastle, shoulder-deep in the sand for a secret tunnel. Reborn watched the slick muscles along his back flex. 

“Enjoying the show?” Abramo asked as he came to occupy the lounge beside Reborn, his own crushed ice cocktail sloshing about in his four-fingered hand. 

“It’s a luxury,” Reborn sighed, fixing his sunglasses upon his nose. “I need to enjoy the sights while they’re still so exclusive.”

Abramo glanced at the man from around his cup. Reborn looked smug, a curl to his lip, a lilt to his tone — it reminded Abramo of a barn cat after a hunt, picking feathers from its teeth. Abramo sipped his cocktail and cast his gaze over to the man crusted in sand and sunshine, children clambering onto Ryohei’s shoulders as he knelt on the shore.

“Does he know?” Abramo asked. 

Reborn regarded him out of the corner of his eye. 

Abramo let his cup settle on his stomach as he watched his Family orbit around this new Sun on their beaches, blond hair gritty with salt and seashells, laugh louder than crashing waves and smile brighter than daylight. 

“He’s told you right? About his old Set,” he continued, “Things like Harmony… Ryohei’s been hurt, ya know?”

Reborn didn’t utter a sound as he laid there, dark eyes cast in shadow as the rest of him basked in sun. He could feel his skin burning. He didn’t want it to stop.

“I know,” Reborn said finally, almost too softly. 

Reborn remembered the suitcase full of pictures, full of papers he had yet to read. He remembered the whiskey, how it had let the words float to the top and spill over. He remembered the lonely, lonely look in Ryohei’s eyes and Reborn’s teeth wanted to grind.

Reborn looked forward and saw Ryohei wrestle with the Simone youths, heard the cheers as no less than seven young boys sent him crashing into the shallows. 

“Okay,” Abramo uttered, and Reborn felt the pressure ease, the weight on his chest and crushing gravity. Acceptance was light against his skin. “Nonna Teresa’s pub has an upstairs balcony. It faces the west beach. It’ll be empty tonight.”

Reborn raised his sunglasses and glanced at Abramo. The man was smiling, red eyes soft and warm as he watched his Family play in the sand and the sea, little hands dragging the Sun to follow. 

“Reborn!” He turned to the call and saw Ryohei waving, a child standing on his shoulders. “You coming!? You said you’d swim! Volcano water!”

“Volcano water!” The child agreed loudly and jumped into the sea, almost immediately replaced by another clambering Simone child.

“Be gentle with him,” Abramo said as Reborn rose from the lounge.

“How gentle can you be with something just short of a god?” Reborn asked and threw his sunglasses on his towel, sand between his toes and salt in his hair. Ryohei welcomed him into the shore with open arms, sunflares sparkling on crested waves and red eyes watching everything. 

☀☀

It was getting cold, a southerly breeze biting through the summer night’s heat haze. The low roar of the pub below melted into the drag-and-crash of the tide, salty meals mixing with salty sea air. The door to the balcony closed with a snap, their private table stocked with alcohol and nibbles.

Reborn let out a long, burning breath, a Simone-style whiskey almost scoring him down to the belly. Beside him, Ryohei sat, elbow on the table and cheek upon his fist, staring out at the bay, the last curve of a smile still on his face. 

“What is Harmony like?” Reborn asked, staring out at the pink-orange-red of sunset. 

Reborn had heard stories. The moans of Harmony-drunk Flames post-bliss. They say it's like drugs, but better. Like alcohol, but stronger. Like sex, but deeper. Something that could make a hardened mafioso roll over and show his belly, all sticky sweet like honey and tar. 

“Warm,” Ryohei answered finally, gently, voice just over a murmur. “Like a bath after getting caught in a storm. Like seeing family. Like coming Home after a long…long forever.” 

Reborn listened to Ryohei breathe. Slow, soft draws of breath through his nose. There was a slight whistle, like it had been broken before. The hand on the table, loosely wrapped around a glass, flexed. Scars pulled at rough skin, bumped and callused. Dark at the knuckles. 

“You’d do anything for it. To protect it. To stay,” he said, “It feels like being loved.”

Home. Reborn barely understood the concept. Base, safehouse, touchstone — those were all more familiar to him but Home? Said just over a whisper and with such warmth it all but melted off Ryohei’s tongue and nestled inside Reborn’s ears. 

Reborn tapped his cup with the tip of his finger, a crystal ‘twing’ rang light through the air.

“What was your Sky like?” 

“Which one?” Ryohei asked back.

Reborn ran his thumb through the condensation on his glass, ice clinked as it melted. 

“Your first.”

Ryohei didn’t move, still cheek to fist, still staring out past the bay like there was something out there. Something heartbreakingly close. 

“She was perfect,” he said, a smile in his voice. “She’s my little sister, my childhood friend. I held her hand the day she was born — it was tiny. Tiny little nails.” 

Ryohei took a drink. Reborn mirrored him slowly. 

“We were always together. She was shy before she went to school, used to hide behind me. I would always have to talk to the shopkeeper if she wanted ice cream.” Ryohei looked into his cup for a moment, watching amber whiskey shift and swirl. “She ate a lot of ice cream. Even in winter. Has a sweet tooth. Likes things cold.”

Reborn let the silence settle, let the glass in his hand go lukewarm under his fingers. He sipped neat whiskey with a slow relish. 

“And the second?” He asked, prompting gently.

Ryohei didn’t respond quickly. He pressed his lips to his glass and drank, long, slow draws of the burning liquid. His breath fogged the cup. Ryohei put the glass back on the tabletop with a soft clatter and licked his lips when they tingled from the alcohol.

Reborn watched.

“He was everything.”

Ryohei sounded raw. Like an open wound, meat and nerves, exposed down to the bone. 

“He — He was everything. To everyone. You should have seen it- You will see it. God he was —” Ryohei covered his mouth for a moment, breathed hard against his hand covered in starburst scars. “So scared. All the time. He didn’t want to be there, Boss wasn’t raised to be a, well, Boss . He got thrown into it. He was scared.”

Ryohei shifted in his seat, the old wooden chair groaning under his weight. 

“Maybe…that was why I loved him so much. Boss was scared, all the time, but that didn’t stop him from fighting. From trying . He built a family out of strangers. He fought for a Family that he had only just heard of. He protected everyone — He tried —”

Ryohei’s voice hitched. Reborn didn’t move. Couldn’t move. Eyes wide, fingers clutched his glass. 

“He tried —” Ryohei said again. He swallowed, throat flexing in the sunset light. “He tried to suffer through it. Tried to be big enough, to- to make room for me.” His leg moved, the chair wheezed. “And even then he tried to keep me, to love me, to give me a home even when it hurt . Even when I hurt them— ”  

Reborn didn’t know when he moved. Before or after the bolts and wedges of the old, rickety barstool gave under the heat of a Sun ablaze in self-loathing. But he had lept, feet off the ground and hands stretched out, fingers seeking that burn, burn, burn as they fell—

They hit the old timber deck of the pub. Their glasses shattered beside their heads, amber whiskey soaked Reborn’s sleeve, and matted Ryohei’s hair. Bits of wood scattered around, smelling of smoke and black as char. His hat was somewhere in the ruins.

Ryohei laid there, arms out akimbo. Reborn laid there, arms wrapped tight around Ryohei’s crown. Chest to chest, belly to belly, Flames alight and aching as Ryohei laid there under Reborn.

“I can’t do it again,” he whispered, voice muffled into Reborn’s collar, cologne and sea salt in his every breath. “I can’t lose it again. I’ve already lost so much — I can’t lose a home again .”

Reborn could feel him shaking. A spring wound tight, years of compression bubbling under his skin. Years of being small, of being held tight and forced to bow to fit a box. Reborn let his fingers, wet with whisky, slip. And he stared at Ryohei. At the pinch in his brow, the ache in his jaw, the whistle of his broken nose and the burn of his eyes as they blinked, stubbornly dry despite it all. 

Ryohei was used to loss. He had run out of tears to cry about it.

Reborn had thought about Skies, like all young Flames, he had fantasised about the day someone worthy of holding him would come. A Sky vast and pure and just the right kind of unhinged that would make room for him, bend the horizon for him. A Home. Better than wine, better than sex.

“You won’t,” Reborn said. With such conviction, with such faith —

Ryohei would not lose again. Not now. Not him. Not ‘His Reborn’ . 

Flames rumbled like the coming of a solar flare.

Reborn had thought about Skies, like all young Flames. And he let those dreams, those little thoughts burn with the rest of him as he laid there atop this supernova, his very own Impossibility . 

Flames bubbled. Lashed. Stretched. Reached.

And like Icarus he fell, his forehead pressed to the rough timber decking just beside Ryohei’s. He breathed in deep, scorched his lungs with smoke and sunlight. 

He felt Ryohei breathe against him, chest expanding under his — that shocking Hawaiian shirt still searing in the twilight. 

“You won’t,” Reborn said again. 

Ryohei’s chest rattled, “Reborn—”

“You won’t lose me.”

It hurt. 

Like sinking into a hot bath after a snowstorm. A shock to the system to feel True Heat. 

Reborn felt it tear through him, through his arms, down his legs, up his throat until his tongue tingled and his gums throbbed. And then he looked to the side, his forehead slick with sweat, he saw something divine .

Ryohei laid there, head turned to face him. His cheeks were flush, red and pink and ruddy. There was sweat bubbling on his hairline, slicked back with the fall. His horrendous collar open against the seabreeze that barely cut them a break. The cut on his eyebrow was bright pink like it was fresh again, rebirthed in place. Reborn could see the pulse in Ryohei’s throat jumping a double-time rhythm even for him.

And Ryohei was smiling. Lips puffy and cracked in the corner, teeth knocked just a bit askew from one too many punches without a mouthguard. His eyes were wet — with sweat or tears Reborn didn’t know, but he didn’t care.

Reborn was going to make this man, this Sun, his Icarian Sun , cry for so many reasons. Happiness, frustration, anger, love and every overstimulating nerve he can touch.

And he had all the time in the world. Their world. Their Harmony —

Reborn took a breath, felt his chest expand and relished in the knowledge that he would never know the chill of cold again. 

Reborn reached up, fingers sticky with dried up alcohol and sweat and cupped Ryohei’s shining face. Felt his hand sear like he cradled the molten core of a star.

“Till the fall do we part.”

Ryohei stared at Reborn, sweat dripping from his nose. Then he let out a laugh that boomed from the belly, grin bright and utterly radiant in the twilight. A celestial body plucked from the heavens and laid out before him, barely contained in mortal flesh. Reborn bounced with every heave, would have tumbled away if not for those arms that wrapped around his waist and held on with a vengeance. With desperation. With a plea, and a hope and a faithful prayer—

“Why would we fall?!” Ryohei laughed, eyes bright and voice brighter, glittering with seashell sand and glass. “Don’t worry, I’ll catch ya!”

And that was all it took. Reborn let the air seep out through his lips, let that torrent of heat turn into a slow, molten crawl in his veins. Let it curl up in his chest. Let it find a place to call Home.

“Because you did that so well just now,” Reborn huffed, and looked at the charred remains of the barstool. They were going to have to reimburse Nonna Teresa. She took payment in manual labour.

“Hey! I’m a great catch!” Ryohei defended hotly.

Reborn smiled, so deeply satisfied he could barely find the space to be surprised. “Indeed you are, my Ryohei.”

In the quarry, deep underground, the Vindice all turned their heads. Verde glared through his glasses, his pen creaked in his hand. And in the pub, the Simone raised a glass, welcoming the dawn of the strongest Elemental pseudo-Harmony the world had ever seen.

[massivechildtidalwave]

Again for the Skull Danny au

Does Tsuna being adopted mean he gets hugs from his sibling at least weekly ? Maybe Tsuna has his own apartment in Amity because he feels safer there , and without his mother who is willing to use insults when referring to him .

Also it's obvious what Ryohei favorite place is . Because getting both a run and a fight in the same hour ? He would love that extremely much .

But also magine Reborn's face when he meets Tsuna who was raised mainly by Amity Parkers , the kid is ready to throw hands especially with someone who reeks of death in this specific way yet isn't dead as of yet . It smells like a killer . Also Tsuna is probably also liminal as most of Amity is so super strength on the help to beat Reborn .

And while Amity is hiding Danny from the Arco he is definitely helping as much as he can

Danny wasn’t really thinking when he grabbed the Tiny Child and brought them to FrostBite.

Provided that Tsuna hadn’t gained that “seal” at his home, Danny was more than willing to give him back to his parents with an apology note and family Fudge…..

Tsuna had “felt cold constantly since his father and his father’s boss came to visit” Fuck

Danny went to the kids house to try and explain Tsunas stay in the Yetis care as a play date (can’t tell people about Yeti healers without them looking at you sideways) and Nana called her son fucking stupid right in front of Danny…. Danny, the son of geniuses that often neglected him and his sister for their work and was constantly made to feel dumber than he was even if it was unintentional, dislikes the image he sees.

Last he checked the apartment right across from Tucker and Sam’s wasn’t being used by anyone, and with it being Amity Park the prices are dirt cheap too! Not like Tsuna would be the one paying for it but details.

It’s relatively easy to get the kid to stay, and it is both aggravating and rewarding that no one fights the slow removal of personal items from the house and into the new homes.

🔆

Namimori is used to weirdness, it doesn’t mean they throw themselves directly into it. Any contact with Amity Park is slow going, but that’s fine for both groups.

It’s actually Tsuna who introduces Ryohei into the world of Amity Park Fighting.

With an actual support group of older friends, Sam, Tucker and the rest of the group was almost permanently sixteen or seventeen , Tsunas puppy crush on Kiyoko had died out and was instead replaced with a rather weird fascination with her brother. he’d been weirded out a bit by it until he read the packet on Dyling Will Flames given to him by Skull.

The Seal left him freezing to the touch from the inside out, a Sun, generating warmth and energy without pause, would attract his Flames like a lizard to a warm rock. Not Harmonizing, not yet, but closer than normal.

That attraction combined with new Liminal instincts, lead Tsuna to pull Ryohei off his normal running path and into Amity on one forge few afternoons Skull didn’t have an adventure planned for Family Bonding.

needless to say, the with constant noise and fighting and energy zapping movements, Ryohei fit right in with the rest of the Parkers.

Now if only he could find a way to drag Yamamoto into the Park. Takeshi hadn’t seemed to be doing as bright as usual and almost all of Amity was convinced he would fit in better with them then the Sports team he stood with.

🔆

Reborn expected many things going into Namimori. He had not expected the Sky he was called to tutor to be a half feral little shit, with Skull as an older brother figure. This is the closest any of the Arcobaleno have been to making contact with Skull.

Reborn had to watch in a corner as Gokudera and Tsuna worked together to build bombs in the kitchen of his mothers house. The first time he has threatened Tsuna with his gun, he had been defenestrated without a single thought of hesitation.

Reborn had become rightfully cautious of getting within grabbing range of Tsuna since.

[moonlit-mystery-writer]

Celeste's Tattoos

Firstly! Here are all the previous posts about my oc Celeste!!

@childe-of-saulot @myrmyrtheorca @lixenn

Decided to tag anyone who liked my post where I was debating drawing these out or just describing them. Now onto describing her tattoos!

So her first tattoo of note is her spine tattoo of moon phases. Each moon is 2 inches long and wide, or 5.08 cm long and wide. The waxing crescent moon sits right between her shoulder blades and, if I'm estimating this about right, the full moon should be about mid back. All the phases except the full moon are fully colored in black.

The second and third tattoos of note are the XX on the inside of her left wrist and the IVIV on the inside of her right. These tattoos are Xanxus' and (my headcanon for) Aria's birthdays. Celeste obviously adores all her kids with all her heart, but these two are her babies, hence why they have pretty visible tattoos on her.

On the front of her right thigh she has an outline of a rainbow. Only Orange is colored in, representing the loss of her wife Luce. (In the future arc, all of them are colored in by then.)

On the inside of her right thigh, she has a sun tattoo with the numbers 13-10 inside it, this represents Reborn.

On the side and some of the back of her right thigh she has a large cluster of star outlines. A few have different numbers in them that correspond with the Arcobaleno's birthdays, anniversaries of different things important to her, and most of her other kids birthdays.

On the side of her left thigh she has two crescent moons flipped away from each other with the date 22-12 written underneath. This is a reference to Bel and Rasiel. She has the moons flipped away from each other because she knows her boys didn't get along despite her best efforts to prevent that, so it's her way of at least stopping it symbolically.

Moving back up her body to the two tattoos I find the most fun lol. Under her right breast, mostly on her rips, she has a colored outline of a black lily. This represents the Giglio Nero Famiglia and her inherent loyalty to them now since she married Luce.

Under her left breast, again mostly on her ribs, is a rose outline. This is to represent her family. Though she has a strained relationship with it and the few remaining members, she can't bring herself to fully hate it. To her, though deeply flawed, she still loves her family and all the joyful things it brought her.

On her right shoulder, she has a simple skull outline tattoo. Not only is this a reference to her assassination organization, the Cranio, but it's also a direct reference to her first love and childhood best friend, Skull. She frequently debates to herself about getting more details on it in violet to further reference him.

On her left shoulder, she has a polyphemus moth tattoo. This is one of the few tattoos on her that doesn't hold a lot of meaning other than she likes moths.

On her womb, she has two 2 in by 2 in/5.08 cm by 5.08 cm tattoos of the constellations for Taurus and Capricorn done in rainbow colors. This is a reference to hers and Luce’s birthdays and Zodiac signs. April 27th and January 9th.

On the outside of her right bicep, she has Luce’s signature tattooed.

On her right hand: A Taurus sign on the base of her index finger right above where her ring rests. A four pointed star on her ring finger. A small semicolon tattoo on the upper half of her middle finger. A laurel vine tattoo that wraps around her pinky finger.

On her left hand: Crescent moon tattoo on her index finger. Sun tattoo on the base of her middle finger. Rose tattoo on her thumb. Small crow feather tattoo on her pinky finger.

[ciaossu-imagines]

Day five! I know we have basically all of them made to fit their flames but if you could reassign the tenth vongola swuad new flames, which woulf you mix up? Anyone else in khr you'd assign a different flame?

Ohh, this was a really fantastic question! I actually had to stop and really think about this one for quite a while! I hope you’ll enjoy my opinions on the subject and thank you so much for sending this in!

When it comes to Vongola Decimo’s family, you are very right. The flames really are built up around each character, making certain that each of the Guardians really fits their flame types. The same applies to the Vongola Primo generation, who really are just sort of ‘copy paste’ of the Vongola Decimo family, so it makes sense.

I think the only thing I might possibly change at all would be Hibari’s secondary flame type. It really makes little sense to me for him to have a Mist Flame and I always felt like it was mostly done as a ‘haha, irony, he hates Mist Flame users but is one himself’ kind of deal instead of it being done because the flame type genuinely fits him. While I definitely do agree that he would be among the very few characters who can use multiple flame types easily, I always personally thought that his secondary flame type would be Sun or Storm. I’ve always leaned more towards Storm for him but have also seen arguments for Sun that really have swayed me in that direction as well.

Now, as far as the flame types I would change, I’ve always been very vocal about the fact that there are a lot of Flame types among the Arcobaleno that make no sense to me. They’re the group that I would definitely make some switches to and where I feel that maybe earlier manga colouring were the only reason they have the flame types that they do.

I really don’t think that Reborn fits the Sun Flame category, though I know I’m getting into really controversial and unpopular opinions saying that and I don’t get Fon being a Storm Flame. To me, I would honestly switch the flames between the two.

In my head, I really do think Reborn makes a better Storm Flame and I strongly headcanon that no matter what his primary flame type is, that he would be along the lines of Gokudera, a genius that possesses the capability to use different flames and that his main secondary flame would be a Rain flame, just based on his fighting style and prowess.

Meanwhile I do think that Fon fits a Sun Flame better, as a very hands on and physical fighter.

Other than that, it’s really only fanon accepted flames where I sometimes have to go…that just doesn’t compute to my brain, I really think this makes more sense. One example that I was just talking about with a lovely friend is what flame types fanon believes that Shamal would have. To me, Shamal is a classic Sun Flame. The trident mosquitoes use viruses lifted from his body, meaning he is quite literally fighting using parts of his body/blood and the fact that Sun’s ability is that of activation, and healing is part of that, it really suits his position as a doctor.

I also do think that Haru has a Storm Flame, while Kyoko is strongly a Rain Flame in my head every time, despite the fact that genetics say she has to be a Sun Flame. I do get the arguments for her being a Sun Flame, besides just that her brother is one but in my head, it just makes most sense for her to be a Rain Flame.

Also, there is nothing, nothing I have ever seen that makes me believe that Naito Longchamp is a Sky Flame. Yes, he’s a boss…no, I just cannot believe that he has a Sky Flame and the harmonizing abilities of it.

[justkhrstuff]

The World’s Strongest Seven.

[rayshippouuchiha]

i have a khr fanfic idea i think about All The Time and it's so frustrating bc my brain will not let me write it. i call it Jumping The Gun. essentially: Byakuran is a Lying Liar Who Lies and there are still other universes where he hasn't defeated Tsuna yet. At the exact moment the Arcobaleno rewind time, an alternate Tsuna is shot in the head. He wakes up in his childhood bedroom years before he met Reborn. Tsuna thinks this is his chance to be a better Sky for his Guardians but wait, what? Why is his biggest enemy's second in command living in Namimori, being bullied?! in which Tsuna ends up befriending Shoichi and Loses His Mind when Shoichi ends up as his Sun instead of Ryohei :3

oh now this would be fucking awesome

[dontknow-willaddlater]

Something I've been wondering is, since Leon can produce special fighting gears (and clothes), can other Arcobaleno animal side kicks do that too?

Like, would Falco lay an egg and something would hatch out of it?

I mean, of course, Reborn gets special powers (Tho I did wonder why he as the sun Arcobaleno got to give Tsuna his X Gloves) bc main character and all but I do wonder if some rules apply for all of the Arcobaleno

[thehandworld]

[Meta] + arcobaleno ((ooc: either her opinion on the arcobalenos or her thoughts of being one for Yuni?))

♢      —        send  [ META ] + a word / phrase / person / etc  and i will write a head  canon around it. @queenharumiura

Reason to gush about my family?! Here we go!

Fon

Yuni worries about Fon's health, the Storm Arcobaleno is always practicing new martial arts and traveling around the world, and she worries he might not be taking care of himself very well. She will also take time to visit him whenever they are in the same place, bringing him Oriental sweets.

Reborn

Reborn is considered her uncle, the Sun Arcobaleno had a long history with the previous Sky's Arcobalenos, so Yuni sees him as part of her family. With that, she is more handsy? She will hug, hold, and sometimes, carry him around just to stay close to him. Reborn also brings a sense of safety and calm for Yuni. Being the Arcobaleno Yuni is more close to.

Verde

The Lighting Arcobaleno is one that Yuni deeply worries about his health, constantly going to visit him to make sure he takes a break and eats, as Yuni knows that once Verde emerges in his research, nothing can break his focus. Outside of her.

Colonello

If there is someone that Yuni feels safe other than Reborn is with Colonello, the Rain Arcobaleno because of his tranquility and expertise. She feels safe with him, there isn't much she can do for him, but she will help as much as she can. Also, she understands that while Colonello wasn't the original Rain Arcobaleno, he does fit the role and she knows that he loves Lal a lot and thus why he sacrifices himself.

Viper/Mammon

If there is someone to compete with Verde for not taking breaks is Viper. Yuni worries a lot about the Mist Arcobaleno, not sure when their greed will bring them into a situation where they can't be saved or helped. But more than that she wants to stop by Varia HQ to make sure they are okay, but she doesn't. Since Varia isn't a place where she feels safe to get in, she does as much as she can. As she can't help but worry about them.

Skull

Yuni cares so much about Skull, because she knows the Cloud Arcobaleno, although being looked down on by Reborn and Colonello, he can and will put his fear aside for the people he cares about. Also, he likes to cook like her, so they bond really well by that. Yuni enjoys exchanging recipes.

Lal Mirch

Sometimes Yuni feels happy that Lal didn't get the full curse, even though she knows it's not right. That means the woman can still somewhat have a life, and although she understands that Lal loves Colonello and wants to stay with him, and with him being cursed makes this hard. She finds it lovely how their relationship works. She wishes to spend more time with her, but Lal seems to avoid her and Yuni respects it.

Herself

Yuni doesn't mind too much about being an Arcobaleno, and while the curse of a short life is sad and throws her off that she will die young, she still enjoys as much as possible of her life. Like her mother and grandmother, she loves her family so much and understands her role better than anyone. While she couldn't enjoy her time with her mother Or meet her grandmother, alive. She still meets them when she is sleeping in her dreams so she can say that she is loved by her family.

The Giglio Nero and the Arcobalenos, are enough for her. After all, there isn't much she can change, other than enjoy her life and receive the love of them as family. She does wonder where Cosmos is, as the squirrel disappeared after Luce died. She knows Cosmos is alive somewhere tho.