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Title: Be Still My Foolish Heart Author: OnceABlueMoon Rating: T Pairing: Byakuran & Yuni, Byakuran/Yuni
Tags/Warnings: Byakuran’s insanity, ambigious relationship
Summary: In all worlds, in all universes, there has been only one constant next to Byakuran's own slipping sanity. Her name is Yuni, and she says ''No,'' time and time again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
Written for the @khrrarepairweek Vday Mini-Event 2019, for February the 15th, with the prompt ‘’Alone’’
simple drawing of Yuni to get out of art block
Climbing Scales (Falling Down)
Title: Climbing Scales (Falling Down) Author: OnceABlueMoon Rating: T Pairing: Bluebell/Kozato Mami/Yuni
Tags/Warnings: Mentions of murder
Summary: ‘’I grant miracles, but I cannot return any person from the death, for it is not my realm.’’
Oh.
Bluebell looks up.
Yuni-no-mikoto bites her lip. ‘’But I can help you find the one who is able to grant your wish. The thing is, I am certain this miracle will not be performed without a price.’’
Disclaimer: I don’t own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
My fic master list here.
Written for the @khrrarepairweek Day 5 - Rain Day: Mythology AU | Handcuffs
The western temple is not a dark place, but it feels like it. The white walls shine with the power of the Goddess, the same colour as her robes. The windows, large and bright, are like eyes staring into the woods, keeping watch. The trees rustle as Bluebell takes in the red roof tiles, and the daunting, twisted iron spires.
She takes a deep breath, and treads the muddy path towards it, her naked feet digging into the earth below. She needs the reminder.
Mami is with her, even if only in spirit.
Some would call her stupid. Some did call her stupid. But Zakuro is not the one who Bluebell answers to. He can scoff all he wants, but Bluebell has gotten herself out of the hole seeing the bottom of her empty wine glass. She has gotten up, has begun walking. Even Byakuran, who Bluebell does answer to, could not have stopped her.
He didn’t even try, though. That was a good thing. A good thing she clutches to her chest right along with the last sliver of hope she has left.
The Goddess is the answer. She must be.
She curls her hand around the doorknob, the wood of the stairs creaking below her. She inhales, exhales, and pushes the doorknob down.
Time to ring the bell. Time to make a wish. Time to ask for a miracle.
@khrrarepairweek: Day 2: Royalty AU
Byakuran/Yuni/Tsuna/Enma (platonic)
The Kings and Queen of the Continent Cosmica
Snapshots: Fated Skies - 01-05
Author: cywscross Rating: T Pairing: Byakuran/Tsuna/Yuni Prompt: Body Disposal Tags/Warnings: Age Difference, Underage, Worldbuilding, Non-Linear Narrative, Post-Canon
Summary: Snapshots of Tsuna, Byakuran, Yuni, and their ever after.
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For Day 1 of KHR Rarepair Week 2018.
I had neither time nor motivation to write something long and with actual plot but I still wanted to contribute so you get non-linear snapshots instead. Why is it not my standard fifty snapshots? Because Idk if I’ll ever actually get there. This is what happens when I play with random word generators.
For the five headcanons: KHR deity AU *grins*
I SPENT MORE TIME TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHICH DEITY TO DO. Then after awhile I threw it out the window and stopped trying to think about it and only took the stuff that I actually liked. lmao MYTHS ARE MY WEAKNESS. Well I’ve done Greek already, same for a general yin yang counterparts. So… might as well do Japanese ones.
This AU is called Party in Heaven
- Amaterasu!Reborn definitely did lock himself in a cave for 800 years. The exact reason why is a little fuzzy. Susanoo!Colonnello claimed it was just Reborn way of throwing a tantrum. He maintained this even as lethal sun bullets came out of nowhere aiming at him.
- Inari!Tsuna would like to submit a defense that he absolutely did not mean to become an all important god. He was a mere god of rice! Just because he started growing tea for the rest of his family, he somehow became the god of both! Add in Natsu, his familiar, who got mistaken for a kitsune and had the ability of duplicate himself, Tsuna found himself with fertility part and kitsune messengers. Before he knew it, there are over 32,000 shrines dedicated to him and people keep praying and *wails* this wasn’t what he meant to do!!
- Sisters, Jizo!Bianchi and Jizo!Chrome, have a bad habit of collecting children and “secretly” ferrying them across to the underworld. Chrome provides the mist as coverage and Bianchi can knock out any suspecting spirits coming their way.
- Taira-no-Masakado!Hibari was once a mortal so powerful, he became a god. Bad luck (for everyone else!) follows him, to the point were other gods avoided him. Tsuna would like to protest his job of keeping Hibari appeased. (“But he likes your tea and Natsu,” Sarutahiko!Enma said. “That’s not the point!” Tsuna wailed. “He’s terrifying!” Predictably Ame-no-Uzume!Yuni just laughed. “Yuni!! It’s not funny!” “It’s a little funny.” “Enma, you too!”)
- Izanagi!Giotto wonders why all his children are like this. Izanami!Corzen just pats him on the back, completely and utterly amused. (He knows all that chaos comes from Giotto’s side.)
THIS IS THE BEST AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
More traditional :(( I have no motiavtion to get on my laptop
Rugby, Riots and Redheads.
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Summary: ‘’It seemed sensible not to talk about feelings before! Just conceal, do feel, but HIDE THE CRUSH! But now I don’t know if it’s a date or not! I’m going to be awkward and embarrass myself and I hate asking you this but-‘’
‘’Tsuna-nii, please stop hyperventilating. If it means that much to you, I’ll come.’’
There went her Friday evening. Yuni missed her warm blankets already
High school AU
Pairings: 0027 (EnmaTsuna) and pre- BluebellYuniMami
Disclaimer: I don’t own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
You can find my fic master list here.
‘’Yu, please, I’ll give anything! Just go to the game with us!’’ Tsuna tugged at his hair.
‘’You’ve done stuff with Enma plenty of time alone. Don’t sell yourself short, aniki.’’ Gently, Yuni took his hands in hers, leading them away from his abused hair.
‘’That was before he was my Almost-But-Not-Quite-Boyfriend! It seemed sensible not to talk about feelings before! Just conceal, do feel, but HIDE THE CRUSH! But now I don’t know if it’s a date or not! I’m going to be awkward and embarrass myself and I hate asking you this but-‘’ ‘’Tsuna-nii, please stop hyperventilating. If it means that much to you, I’ll come.’’
There went her Friday evening. Yuni missed her warm blankets already
The first five minutes of the date-not-date-haha-who’s-kidding-anyone? (Tsuna-nii wasn’t fooling anybody ever), went a little like this:
‘’So… My sister’s playing forward. If she’s put into the game, that is. She’s only a first year- maybe you share some classes? She likes science and Tsuna mentioned you did too, so…’’ Enma fiddled with his jacket. The tips of his ears were red, and he kept sneaking glances at Tsuna, sliding his hand closer every time he thought the other wasn’t looking. ‘’Oh, wait, I’m pretty sure I put the food somewhere in here-‘’ he bend over hastily as if not giving them anything right away was a crime.
Yuni covered her mouth to mask her giggles. Tsuna-nii looked at her, eyes wide with panic. You okay? She mouthed, lowering her hands.
How is he so cute?! Taking a quick look at Enma, head practically in his bag by now, Tsuna wailed silently. Yuni bit her lip, trying not to laugh, but Tsuna’s flailing made him fall off his seat, right into Enma. Who had cola bottles in his hands. Open cola bottles, apparently, because they smacked down, brown liquid drenching their clothes.
‘’Ow!’’
Yuni burst into laughter. Tsuna whined pitifully, his face buried under Enma’s arm, the rest of him draped on top of the redhead.
‘’Are- Are you okay?’’ Enma craned his neck to catch sight of Tsuna, patting his back all the while.
Tsuna shot up, turning beet red. ‘’Yes, yes! My fault! I didn’t mean to knock you over, I’m so sorry! I mean, you’ve got a really nice chest and-‘’ Realizing what he’d said, squeaked, trying to retreat into his sweater like a turtle into his shell.
Enma, half-way to getting up, stumbled to the floor again. Dazed, he raised his head. ‘’You too!’’ Cola dripped off his nose as he looked at Tsuna, flush creeping down his neck. ‘’Um. I meant. I mean. You-‘’
‘’Should probably go clean up,’’ Yuni said.
Tsuna nodded frantically and Enma began to make way through the crowd, slipping through with a surprising ease for someone whose back width was regularly mistaken for a closet.
They’d be fine. As long as they didn’t remember they were heading to the same bathroom. Where they would be alone.
Never say Yuni didn’t have wingwoman skills. She did. She was just subtle about it. She was also pretty sure Enma had shaken those bottles because of the nerves, but some things were just fate. Or a riot. Yes, that they certainly were.
Her smile disappeared quickly after that. She should have stayed home and watched a movie like she had planned. The crowd is far too loud, the big spotlights too bright, and there was so much colour it hurt her eyes. Hugging herself, Yuni buried her head against her knees. She couldn’t shut the roaring noise out, and I felt like the crowd was moving in on her. She wanted to go home.
No. She’d come here to help Tsuna-nii. His happiness was more than worth facing a little social exhaustion and crowd-phobia.
…But Tsuna-nii wasn’t here anymore and he and Enma had certainly looked like they were going in the right direction. No one would mind if she snuck away, right? A small first year, nobody would even notice. Looking around, Yuni sighed. Not an option. Both Enma and Tsuna would panic and it wasn’t like she had a ride home without them.
Oh- there! Her brother and his almost-but-not-quite-boyfriend where apologizing extensively as they stepped over people’s bags and knees in order to get back to their place in the stands. Yuni waved, but they didn’t seem to notice, far too caught up in each other.
They were holding hands.
They were sitting down.
They were…. Making out.
Right next to her.
Yuni was happy for her brother, but she’d rather not watch him swapping spit with his now-quite-official-boyfriend. Especially not when everyone was squeezed together already.
Focus on the field, Yuni. Keep your head in the game, that was the secret to shutting out any and all crowd-related fears and PDA. Green, the grass was green, the lights were bright and eyes on the ball. Focus. Focus. Focu-
A roar went through the audience as one of the players was taken out of the field, face twisted into a pained grimace. A teammate helped her sit down as another player on the bench stood up. She took large steps, like a predator closing in on the game.
A redhead. Probably Enma’s sister.
Yuni’s eyes widened as the girl walked out of the shade.
“She’s a goddamn boulder.” Staring at the broad shoulders, she covered her mouth, before quickly smoothing out her skirt and tucking her hair behind her ear.
Someone in the row in front of her turned around in a flurry of blue hair flying around her. “I know, right!” The girl beamed, “Bluebell, nice to meet you! Here to see Mami too?”
Yuni’s cheeks heated up. ‘’I’m here with my brother.’’
Bluebell took one look at the direction she pointed, wrinkled her nose and tugged Yuni over the row of chairs. Yuni let her. ‘’Come on, we can share a seat. No hanky panky, better company and the greatest view of Mami’s back you’re going to get. Believe me. I watched the practice, I checked the angles.’’
Yuni couldn’t help but giggle. ‘’That sounds good to me!’’
Pretty girls would be the death of her someday. Especially with rugby, riots and redheads involved.
Author’s note
Bluebell totally came home, threw herself dramatically onto Byakuran’s bed, and went: ‘’Byaku-nii. I met my second dream woman today.’’
Byakuran, draped over the couch, hand supporting his head, eyes gleaming: ‘’Give me all the juicy details.’’
I was working on my characterization of Bluebell for a Byakuran-centric fic I’m writing, and @i-w-p-chan went: Now you made me think about BluebellYuniMami.
Me: Best. Pairing. Ever.
Then I did some choose games with the characters in mind and GUESS WHO GOT INSPIRED? (and was egged on by M-chan *grins*) Yes, that would be me.
Also, I can’t get the idea of Bluebell as a mermaid a la H2O out of my head after that conversation with @kyokosasagawa .
How about.... Tsuna and Yuni! For the shipping abcd. (Or Tsuna and Byakuran, for that matter. Hm. Tsuna and Adelheid? Since I already know you ship 0027 pretty hard. *evil grin*) Are you doing crossover pairs?
On TsunaYuni:
C: Not a bad ship
I like the idea, but my Yuni characterization isn’t advanced enough yet to be able to think in broader perspective when it comes to chemistry. Normally my personal characterization wouldn’t be problem, but in this case canon gave me an impression of her, but didn’t show me her soul, if you get what I mean. I have read some Byakuran/Yuni/Tsuna and greatly enjoyed that ship!
TsunaByakuran:
A: I love it
This has so much potential! The one up-man ship! Byakuran being the best son-in-law to Nana ever because if there’s one person who knows how to appreciate good food it’s Byakuran (he joins the Holy Food religion and is christened by Head Priest Iemitsu- other outstanding members include Hibari (there for the hamburger steak), Lambo (EVERYTHING Nana cooks ever), I-pin (because Nana ate one of her buns and survived) and the entire Vongola. Tsuna is a food snob because he got the best of the best from his mama). Tsuna throwing down the paperwork and deciding: ‘’Yes, babe, you had the right idea, taking over the world to stop the bureaucracy is the best idea ever. I’m sorry for killing you that one time, you were right and I was wrong.’’
TsunaAdelheid:
B+: In it for the crack (yes, I’m making that option up on the spot XD)
Tsuna’s first reaction to Adelheid is just gold!
Just look at that! He’s so terrified- this entire pairing just cracks me up!
And I’d love me some crossover pairs! Always interesting!
Yun-Yun
honestly I have the urge to write a KHRFFX/X-2 crossover where Yuni reincarnates as Yuna
onceabluemoonwrites said:
Ooooh! Tell me all about it! *beams*
@onceabluemoonwrites it’s still in the conception stages, all I have so far is this (all could be changed, too):
so, the Trinisette fails at last and the world goes through an apocalypse of sorts, during which the Dying Will Flames merge with the world and the landscape changes. and so Spira comes to be.
(the apocalypse could have either happened while Yuni was still alive or long after she died, I still haven’t decided yet)
post-apocalypse, no one has Dying Will Flames, but the form of energy that resulted from the merge, and that’s where the types of magic and summoning come from.
where the Aeons come from is derived from my fic, Black Lily, which means that Aeons are the manifestations of the forms the souls of their respective Fayths have
Tsuna!Rikku or Haru!Rikku, decisions, decisions…
I have no idea who Rikku is, but my gosh, this sounds good! (FFX always sounds so freakin' good. I really should find out more)
Unholy Payback
Summary: In which Nono’s funeral is turned into a spectacle. (“Xanxus, you bastard.” “Heh.”)
Note: I am sorry for this shit piece of trash fic. Enjoy.
Alt. titles: ‘The Drama Queen Gene’, 'How to Bury Your Father and His Good Name with Him’, 'Professional Mourner’, 'Allusions to Illicit Affairs’, 'Why to Not Piss off Your Kids’.
Warnings: Crack (To The Extreme), OOC (Played By Xanxus), Don’t Try This At Home, Xanxus And Tsuna Are Horrible And Irresponsible And They Do Not Need Any Further Enabling, Someone Help Enma Please (He Needs It), Self-Indulgent, Trash Fic (Sorrynotsorry), Allusions To Illicit Affairs (And All That It Entails), Tsuna’s And Xanxus’ Dramatic Shit Show, Goddamnit.
Disclaimer: Don’t own KHR.
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“I did not expect to see you here.” Enma said under his breath to Xanxus from where the two stood off to the side during the procession of Vongola Nono’s funeral.
Xanxus smirked, “I have plans to send my dear old man off. Properly.”
Images of Xanxus setting the casket aflame and dancing on the ashes flashed through Enma’s mind.
“Oh?” Enma wasn’t sure he really wanted to know.
“I brought a professional mourner to the funeral.”
“A-” Enma opened his mouth, snapped it shut then spoke up again, “A… a professional mourner?”
Enma was sure he hit his head on the way to the funeral and was hallucinating at the moment.
The funeral passed by in a haze, not that Enma cared. Xanxus was the only reason he was present anyway.
By the time the funeral was about to draw to a close, and the only ones still around where upper echelons of the Vongola and bosses of allied famiglia and their right-hand men, Enma was squinting suspiciously at Xanxus; was he serious when he said that he hired a professional mourner or was he just messing with Enma (even though it seemed unlikely)?
That was when a sound cried out, “Oh, Timoteo! No!”
Enma blinked as a cute guy in a disheveled shirt, messy brown hair and distraught amber eyes, ran to the casket’s side before flinging himself at it.
The newcomer wailed. Enma was sure that he was saying something, but he couldn’t focus enough through his haze of shock. When Xanxus said professional mourner, he hadn’t expected… this.
Enma could only make out words that sounded suspiciously like: 'what about the children?’, 'you said you loved me’ and 'I can’t believe you’re leaving me like this’.
As the mourner proceeded to throw allusions to having an illicit affair with the former don that resulted in kids, plus allusions about Nono’s sex life that Enma really, really, could have lived his life without knowing, the other dons looked stricken (not that Enma was doing any better, he was sure his mouth was hanging open), in the front row, Sawada Iemitsu looked ready to raise Vongola Nono from the dead to kill him again, Dino was determinedly staring blankly at the ground, Byakuran looked as amused as he always was and Yuni occasionally gave a scandalized gasp from behind a hand (actually, Enma knew for a fact she was trying to smother her laughter).
Suddenly, the mourner rose to his feet, sniffing delicately and dabbing at his eyes with the handkerchief given to him by Iemitsu; the movement attracting the attention of the stunned crowd to the ring the mourner was wearing- the Vongola Sky Ring.
There was a collective gasp as the audience crash landed on the realization that Vongola Nono apparently had an illicit affair with his heir.
(Or did he declare his lover his heir? Some of the people in the audience murmured.)
“I’m so sorry, Timo. I know you wanted me take over the Vongola after you but I cannot, simply cannot, wear the ring you once wore, sit on the chair you always sat on, work on the desk you always worked on and rule over your family. I don’t think I’m strong enough for such an inheritance. Your memory shall haunt my waking hours and my dreams.
"For that, I must give over the leadership to your beloved son, Xanxus!”
“Xanxus, you bastard.” Enma cursed quietly.
“Heh.” Xanxus seemed to find the situation amusing.
(Enma did not blame him. Enma would probably find it highly hilarious after the shock wore off.)
Xanxus strode forward, gracefully accepting the ring from the mourner and escorting his shivering form away from prying eyes.
Enma considered slamming his face repeatedly against a hard surface in hopes of waking up from this extremely weird nightmare- by all things holly, Enma wanted the image of Xanxus valiantly escorting a shivering cute guy away from people while offering a consoling shoulder for the aforementioned cute guy, forcibly removed from his brain and all traces scrubbed away.
Xanxus and the mourner walked towards where Enma was situated before Xanxus let the mourner go into Enma’s arms.
Enma had a complete mental shutdown at the contact.
“Hi. I’m Tsuna!” The mourner, Tsuna, smiled up at him.
Enma looked at Xanxus who shrugged at him and sauntered away to his own boyfriend, Dino.
Enma looked back at Tsuna who was staring at him pensively.
That was it; Tsuna was clearly some sort of Black Widow who just had Enma sacrificed to him by Xanxus.
Enma tried to telepathically convey distress signals to Xanxus, but to no avail.
There was a snort, “Relax, I’m not going to eat you.”
Enma looked at Tsuna just in time to catch his eye roll.
“I am not going to eat you.” Tsuna repeated in a huff, half-amused, as he raked a hand through his hair, “Xanxus just wanted to introduce you to his future Outside Advisor.”
“You’re going to be the Outside Advisor?” Enma asked, tone neutral.
“Oh, yes.” Tsuna put his hands on his hips, “I gave the ungrateful bastard the Decimo position, and he landed me with the position of Outside Advisor. The asshole.”
(And that was the start of Enma’s acquaintance with the former Vongola heir. Enma still wished he could murder Xanxus for it later.)
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Extra- deleted scene:
“Oh yeah, I’m Iemitsu’s son. And Primo’s descendant. I have the Drama Queen in my blood.”
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End.
Once again, I’m so, so sorry for this shit piece of trash fic. But what type of primarily self-indulgent author would I be if I didn’t have at least one trash fic?
M-chan, you have BLESSED US