#e: reborn

[pilinonia]

kan-e senna doodle

[mosthuggableffxiv]

Most Punchable Class Trainer (levels 1-30)

Admittedly calling K'rhid Tia and Silvarre trainers is a bit of a stretch, but I had the space so I thought I'd give y'all the chance to punch them anyway.

[benreyfaggot]

Hear me out cake

This took me 20 minutes to make

[yirafiel]

"#1 Trashiest Romance Novel" - The Harbor Herald

"I never expected to find the most reliable picture of modern Eorzean political dynamics in a smut novel" - Dewlala Dewla

thanks xiv twitter

[nekhcore]

hydaelyn's champion. vessel for light. banisher of darkness.

in direct continuation of this comic.

damaged so severely. hastily repaired and resurrected. disoriented. barely there. still processing what's happened to him.

pushed forward only by hydaelyn's influence and protection. blocking out the pain. her power surging through his body.

and when the ascian is dead the effect lingers, but for how long? enough to get thancred out. enough to reconnect with the scions. not much longer.

i have. a lot of thoughts about hydaelyn. and the echo. i won't call them theories because i have been Spoiled and i know that my theorizing was spot on. but it has changed how i view a lot of the early stuff. and the scions. and how earnest our cause truly is.

[spyres]

op turned off rbs but is this about that dark past fangame that everyone is now lauding as basically pre-canon explorers despite it literally being just a fangame that also happens to be extremely racist with some of its messages

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

The part of my brain where khr is confined refuses to shut up about it so:

This chapter cover means Kuran has storm flames, the twin would be mist, Torazo is lightning, Kinpa is a sky?? good for her, Hibaru is rain and Terasu is a cloud but considering his astro is mainly yellow I'd say he also has sun flames.

[dark-elf-writes]

Mha/Khr crossover where the Tenth Gen kind of trip their way into becoming a teen vigilante group (something that Reborn finds infinitely amusing) and through a series of near misses find themselves cornered by a group of Concerned Adults who offer them a chance at “rehabilitation” and to become true heroes by going to UA on a probationary basis.

Reborn thinking it’s funny/good training so he lets it happen and even gets himself named as their homeroom teacher despite the fact he looks maybe seventeen at this point.

Including Tsuna and Izuku bonding over having generational trauma, Mukuro and Chrome breaking any and all laws of quirk science intentionally or not, Reborn and Nezu being terrifyingly good friends, and poor Aizawa Shouta who will never know peace again.

[cherrymangos]

woe, art be upon thee 🫴

Speed Paint

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐌𝐚𝐲: 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐢’𝐬

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: I don’t have an official group name for the golden bananas, but suggestions are welcome!

“𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝘽𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙄𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙘” will be used as translation language for high gothic and others.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets, @bispecsual, @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan, @sleepyfan-blog.

TW // Near Death, Blood.

|°𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬°| |°ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ°| • {𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧} • {𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐬} • {𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐤}

Cold, stone walls pressed against my clothing as I made a tight fit sideways through a small opening in the abandoned structure. Water splashing up onto my boots every time I take a step through the narrow and withering corridor. It was almost claustrophobic to be in such a narrow space with rocks threatening to dig into your skin at each move, water dripping from the more pointed edges.

This… rocky place was something that looks like it held some monumental significance to it. A temple perhaps? Though, no one was absolutely sure of it. Too scared to go past the couple mile long, dark vibes it gave off until some travelers thought it was a good idea to explore it ourselves, me included.

I wasn’t up for it at first; being the more level headed one out of the stranger group. Why would you want to explore something that has been avoid by its people for centuries? That right there had to be a big red flag. There was a reason why the people didn’t go and figure out what was beyond the bad vibes. Even had some elderly and young natives wish us well in their languages! How much more warnings do we need to stop the group from going in?

Apparently, a lot of warnings.

The bad vibes and the fair-welling natives was not enough for the overzealous group. Neither was the cracked and broken statues of armored beings at the entrance of the flora ridden building; vines, mushrooms and ferns growing all around it, camouflaging the whole thing. It was almost impossible to even catch a glimpse of the monument. There were even deep caverns filled with dark blue, almost black waters that could send a shiver down anyone’s spine if you think of what could be lurking down there; a whirlpool or a really big python perhaps?

I shiver at the both possible outcomes of that watery situation, accidentally nicking my shoulder plate on some rock as I grunt at the numbness vibrating through my nerves there. Briefly stoping to bite my tongue in the process. If all this subtle bruising is not a red flag or a curse of just being inside of this monument, I really don’t know what is. I normally wasn’t clumsy in situations like this.

“Hurry up, I want to see what’s pass this corridor.” The man behind me nudges me forward. My teeth pressing more into my tongue to stop myself from lashing out at the man. Forcing myself to continue on through for my sanity’s sake.

This man was the most annoying, cockiest one in the group. Always ordering other people around when he could clearly do it himself. He was like that rich person in movies that never gets their hands dirty, like they were afraid of it while his pawns do all the work for them. It was driving me crazy. I didn’t come into the monument with them to be a pawn for him, let alone anyone.

“Can’t you go a little quicker?” The man grumbles, his hands pushing up against my shoulder in an anxiety inducing effort to hurry up the exploration. “I’ve seen how fast you walked here. Why can’t you do the same in here?”

‘Because we are in a cave?’ I wanted to hiss out at the man. Chew his ass out, but I didn’t want to get into a fight with him in these mysterious caverns that push a lot of weight down onto your shoulders the deeper you go. That deep, lingering, unknown feeling is just enough to keep me in my place.

“Calm down, Mr. Wilson.” I speak back at the man, brushing off my shoulders when the corridor opens up just enough for me to do so. “What we are exploring for is not going anywhere anytime soon.”

“Yeah, well, I want to get to it first.” He snarks back, pushing himself up to the front, shoving me out of the way, an annoyed huff coming out of me. “I want to be the first person to see these artifacts.”

Artifacts? How does he even know there was artifacts down here? He didn’t mention anything about him being an Archaeologist. He just seemed like a snob.

Perhaps, that was his ruse? I wouldn’t be surprised if it was. Humanity can be a very selfish bunch. Not only that, but seeing a lot of movies like Indiana Jones can make it easy to sense who is your foe or friend in these types of situations.

“You didn’t mention anything about artifacts.” I question the man, carefully watching how he hesitates a step of his as I follow behind him.

“I didn’t? Hmmm, well, it was said on some stone slab founded in the sea that where we walk holds some type of significance to it.” He informs me, his body crouching to get through another corridor of chopped rock. “It said who ever finds it has the protection of a thousands of seas, and based on evidence of Astartes. I conclude that it really means thousands of seas, thousands of planets.”

“Astartes? Those are real?” I can’t help but ask the suspicious male. Having only heard about those creatures in myths, childhood stories and nursery rhymes.

“Yes, very much so!” He saids almost enthusiastically, stopping in the middle of a… chamber? “The myths and stories you hear about them are quite real.”

“Why do they choose to become myth then?” I question yet again. Wondering of their… secrecy. My eyes looking around the abandoned chamber while I shuffle my boots through the small layer of water. Spotting what were suppose to be legends. “Why hide?”

5 tall and bulky statues were carved perfectly into the rocky wall around the chamber. Their scale-like tails being used to decorate the rest of the wall between the statues, being a pleasing filler rather than having a blank wall. They also had different colors on them, old, ancient paint chipping off of them. Each one even had a different design to them, but their main shape stayed the same. Where these a species of Astartes?

“From us! We are simply too overbearing for them. Too strong.” The man says a bit too proudly for my liking, his hands digging into the tan fanny pack of his around his waist.

I hum at his response. Not really believing his words that a creature like this could be afraid of humanity. They looked way too powerful themselves to even be swayed by humanity itself. Maybe… they have found a distaste with humanity? Found them to be below them?

“Anyways, you are standing right where I want you.” The man suddenly speaks fast, a small shink coming from behind me. “Right on the sacrificial stones.”

Alarmed, I quickly turned around, gasping with no noise. My eyebrows scrunching up in confusion as I lift my hand up to my neck. Slick making my fingers skim across my neck.

“I really meant it when I was going to be the first.” The man spoke clearly at first, but then his words start to mumble, blending into a layer of voices. My knees giving out from underneath me as I kneel into the cold water with a seemingly echoing splash, my other arm keeping me up from drowning myself in a layer of water. My pants soaking up the water up to my thighs.

D-Did the man just really slash my throat? For just an artifact? An artifact that might not even be here nor exist anymore? That was probably useless to him? That he was just going to sell for “The Big Money?”

“…𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.” A small, echoing whisper comes to my mind when I gasp for air that I can’t have anymore. My hands struggling to keep my own sticky blood inside of me as I look up at the man who slashed my throat. His mouth mumbling nonsense at me. His glob of a hand flipping his… weapon through his fingers.

“𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.” I nearly cry out at this voice that suddenly becomes all to loud. A migraine forming as I lean tiredly, back down into the cold water. Trying to decipher if I was loosing too much of my blood and I was going crazy, or there actually was somebody actually talking to me.

“𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙪𝙥… 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.” A few more voices join in, coaxing me to look up with a weakening body. My limbs shaking at the effort to see a blinding yellow enrapturing my blurry vision.

“𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙… 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙪𝙨, 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.” The voices whisper, echo inside of my mind. Strong hands taking a hold of my jaw, thumbing at my cheeks. A bloody whine bubbling from my throat as I cough red upon rich gold.

“𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙨… 𝙮𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣.” This… entity offers. Cooing and purring when I gradually grow more and more weak in its hold. Scumming to its unrequited offer.

“𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.” The voices become one of their own; warm yet barren. A soft, but rough warmth pressing up against my lips before my own senses slowly fade to fail me. More warmth pressing up against my neck and shoulder plate, easing my wounds as I fall into the icy dark.

[eorzea80]

Wow, the new puppets at Chuck E. Cheese look really weird...

[mixelation]

Reborn!au Kushina trying to gossip with other jounin sensei and she’s like “yeah i taught my genin tree walking in like half an hour. No just the one the other two already knew. yeah my team is SO smart and my influence on them is amazing. Get on my level” meanwhile it takes the average genin weeks to be able to do this*

*manga implies it took roughly this amount of time for Naruto and Sasuke to get it, while this was their only priority. I assume they both learn faster than normal, and also the regular training method would schedule this around other missions/tasks

[absolutely-normal-about-x]

CARBON LORE: FOOD

Yeah you heard of me FOOD. Now why ya ask why Food? Cause I want to do a simple world building thing to get back into writing Reborn again now that I’m free from finals lmao-

To start, Carbon food is not much different compared to our real world foods but there’s a difference in the fact that Carbons are not typical humans nor reploids meaning that their variety of meals are different. Due to the flooded nature of the planet, SeaFoods are more common on islands than continents. Certain ingredients/Animals have gone extinct meaning that processed foods are not as strong as the ones in the past, somewhat healthier and tend to have higher calories. However each island holds unique types of foods and ingredients that can be only found there. The taste can be odd yet familiar to someone from the past. Agriculture is still an important aspect of Terra, meaning that there’s the existence of farming islands, but also a thriving fishing industry on the archipelagos as well. Since import of these supplies are extremely important for the communities that live on food scarce islands.

Due to their robotic aspect, Carbons are capable of consuming E-Tanks and Sub-tanks. In their “Biology” As a whole E-tanks have been a form of recovery for machines but in the age of Carbons it is known as a form of a drink and for medical uses. Since they are capable of turning E-Tanks in their fuel source when there isn't any food around to sustain themselves. They have the usage as a stamina and vitality recovery drink, they are incredibly popular among diggers when it comes to long expeditions. E-tanks are still used as refueling for weapons. Since it also is used for medicinal methods in the form of a sufficient pain killer to dull the pain of their patient or to help enhance a Carbon’s immune system. Since they don't really have the best flavor, having more of a bland taste with a hint of bitterness. It is only recommended to consume in emergencies if the food supply has run out. While Flavored E-tanks do exist it is used in energy drinks, while the E-Tanks that Diggers often used are more for a resource supply or weapon fuel. In a way E-Tanks have different varieties when it comes to carbons and their uses for them.

However if a Carbon even consumes an E-tank from the past…well lets just say their stomachs cannot handle it properly, while they have a more potent effect, digestively? Not a favorable outcome for their stomachs either it can cost an overdose, hallucinations, or well…ruined bathrooms…

It is greatly advised not to drink E-Tanks that are found in ruins. It may harm their digestive systems but as weapon fuel? At most is recommended to be used as it rather for consumption.

However it seems that anthro units do not suffer its consequences as much as their natural born counterparts…

[evicrystal7]

Reborn OC (messy) doodle with Laura as well ;)

The Besties🌸🔮

[dkbpics]

x

[julielilac]

"THE REBORN" of Build Jakapan

I already screamed about Biu's first solo concert on twitter, but not here. His concert was AMAZING and beyond my expectations. I look forward to his single, I really liked its snippet 😍