Tag: KHR

metronomeihear:

onceabluemoonwrites:

otaku-alert:

onceabluemoonwrites:

That one plothole in KHR that possibly bothers me the most.

More KHR manga edits: here

I thought it was explained that dera didn’t actually believe it? That he would get the place of decimo I mean

@otaku-alert That’s the thing- I can’t find a hint of it in canon, though I have read so in fanfiction a lot and I agree he’s too smart to believe that- especially as he grew up in the mafia. But honestly, at this point of time? If it was a hoax thought up by someone else, I doubt Gokudera would have gone along with it. But he’s there for that purpose, he says, and why else would he be there? To have the Vongola Decimo on his ‘defeated’ list? Because we know Gokudera- if he was actually prepared to become Tsuna’s subordinate, then he would’ve acted differently.

It could have been a test, of course. Testing Tsuna if he was the kind of boss Gokudera wanted. But this conflicts with his attitude- he’s a good Hitman, but we all know he’s been rejected for being a bastard a lot, and his desperation to belong is just that- desperation. He was constantly turned away, but this time, Reborn invited him. You could say Gokudera values himself enough to test Tsuna anyway, but Gokudera’s self worth is a strange thing and I honestly have no idea how it factors in this situation.

My own personal headcanon for this is that he went there expecting to die.

Picture it from Gokuera’s point of view: You are the bastard son of a mafia boss who ran away from home to become a hitman. You’ve killed people, nearly been killed yourself, and are generally just scrapping by. You try to get acceptance, a place in a family, a place to call home, and you get rejected at every turn. You are tired, you are questioning your self-worth. There’s probably a lot of self deprecation there, a lot of self hatred. He was depressed, traumatized, and a child trying to navigate the shark infested waters that is the mafia. There was nowhere safe. 

Then one day you get a call on your phone. It’s not a number you recognize, or if it is, then its one you hoped would never show on your phone. Because you’re certain someone as prestigious as Reborn, the World’s Greatest Hitman, wouldn’t be calling you for anything good, especially when (or if, I can’t quite remember if this is true) there are rumors that Reborn is training the Vongola Heir.

“Come to Nanimori,” Reborn tells you. “Come kill the Vongola heir.”

You’re not stupid. You never have been, no matter how many years you spent being fooled into thinking your mother was a person she wasn’t. No matter how long you spent willingly eating cookies that were poisoned. No matter how long you spent thinking Shamal had 60 something sisters. Succession, especially succession of a mafia family as powerful and old as the Vongola, the most powerful of all the families, is something you don’t mess with. Not if you want to live. Unless there was some kind of messed up conspiracy (as some people in the fandom believe) surrounding the other three Vongola heirs deaths, you can bet your life the perpetrators would have been viciously hunted down, interrogated, and murdered. Made an example of. 

You can’t say no. No one says no to the World’s Greatest Hitman. So you go. Even if you’re certain this won’t end well.

You go.

The way I see it, Gokudera went to Namimori with two options: Become the 10th boss’s subordinate, or die. And he knew this, the entire time. And because of the constant rejection, the constant refusals, he probably thought the subordinate option wasn’t a possibility. In other words, he went to Namimori expecting to die. He knew it, from the moment that Reborn called him, from the moment Reborn contacted him, about killing the 10th Vongola heir, that this was to be his end. 

Reborn probably did tell Gokudera that if he succeed, he would become heir in Tsuna’s steed, but I doubt Gokudera believed it. He’s too smart for that. He’s been in the mafia too long for that. But he went along with it anyways, because you can’t say no to Reborn. So he went thinking that if he succeeded, Reborn would kill him, and if he failed, the heir would kill him. He probably didn’t see any other outcome. Until Tsuna–wonderful, crazy, accepting Tsuna–saved his life instead.

And people question why Gokudera is as devoted as he is.

xD Maybe it isn’t true, maybe there was something else going on, but this is honestly how I see it. It’s also the story I use in all my KHR fics. So, yeah. Gokudera went along with it because you can’t say no to Reborn, and he expected to end up dead one way or another, until Tsuna came along and just kinda went “fuck that” and offered a home instead. Without realizing he was doing it in the first place. And Reborn probably planned for it to turn out that way the entire time, the bastard. (I love him anyways)

Here There Be Dragons

metronomeihear:

Harry, when he was young, was violent.

(He raged and he burned. The clouds gathered and the winds grew)

When Dudley tried to beat him up, he didn’t meekly take it and step down. He fought back. When Vernon and Petunia tried to make him do an absurd amount of chores, he didn’t bow his head and do as he was told. He refused. When the Dursleys tried to make him sleep in the cupboard under the stairs, he didn’t allow it. As soon as his inexperienced mind figured out that making a child sleep there was wrong, he walked up the stairs and claimed Dudley’s second bedroom for his own.

(At night he dreamed. He dreamed of dragons and far off places. He dreamed of muscle moving smoothly, power in his limbs. He dreams of blood and gore and bones snapping under his hands. He could never quite remember them when he woke)

When the Dursley’s spread rumors about him, Harry fought back. When the teachers discriminated against him, he fought back. When his classmates got it into their heads to bully him, he fought back.

(Even if he didn’t know it–remember it–he was still a storm. Relentless attacks, never bowing down; that was what a storm was meant to do)

When Harry was 6 years old, Vernon Dursley tried to kill him.

Vernon had, of course, had the urge to off his nephew before. The brat was abrasive, rebellious, and horrible for the family image. He beat up Dudley whenever the boy tried something. He refused to cook or do chores. He was crass, stubborn, and an all around irritant. He never responded to punishment, physical or mental, and attempting to punish the brat lead only to one unnatural disaster or another. The boy was a freak, the son of a pair of freaks, and that unnaturalness refused to be stamped out.

Sometimes, he dreamed of wrapping his hands around that thick neck and just tightening the hold.

When Harry was 6, Vernon did just that.

(This was a turning point. Perhaps, if it hadn’t happened like this, then nothing would have changed. Perhaps, the turning point would have still found its way to Harry. Perhaps–)

Petunia was away shopping. Dudley was over at Pier’s. Harry and Vernon had been the only two people in the house and Harry had said something that just made Vernon… snap.

A pair of meaty hands were wrapped around Harry’s throat and squeezed. Air was cut off. His vision blurred. Spit ran down his chin and black spots started to decorate his vision. Harry, contrary to how most would act in his situation, didn’t feel panicked. He felt a wave of calm wash over him, the world moving in slow motion. He was all too aware of the hands around his throat, the look in Vernon’s eyes, his own life slipping away by the second.

I don’t want to die, he thinks. I want to live. I want to live.

Something within him broke. It shattered to pieces and his hands were on fire and Vernon was burning and the air around him felt hot.

(Like dragons just under his skin)

Flames, scarlet in color (red like a storm) roared around him and something just– clicked. Like this was right. Like he had been blind before and he was only just seeing the world for the first time. This fire dancing along his limbs, heating the air, disintegrating his uncle, felt so much like a part of him, like home, that he wondered why he had never felt it before.

When the flames vanished (hovering just beneath his skin–like dragons) and Harry could breath again, Vernon Dursley was nothing more than a burnt corpse on the ground.

Harry, knowing the way the rest of his relatives would react to finding a corpse on the floor, ran. He gathered every bit of money in the house he could find, packed a backpack full of food, water, and blankets, and ran as far as he could.

(That night, when he was sleeping in an out of the way alley, he dreamed of a chinese man with a long braid who had mastered every martial art he came across.. When he woke up in the morning, he remembered very little of it, only feeling like he was missing something important)

…

In which Harry Potter is the reincarnation of Fon. This changes things.

msleilei:

The bosses of Vongola and their allies (and Reborn):

Xanxus – Varia Boss
Kozato Enma – Simon Famiglia Boss
Sawada Tsunayoshi – Vongola Famiglia Boss
Uni – Giglio Nero Boss
Byakuran – Gesso Boss
Basil – CEDEF Boss
Dino Cavallone – Cavallone Famiglia Boss
Hibari Kyouya – Foundation Boss
Reborn – Vongola Famiglia’s consigliere

* Basil being CEDEF boss in the future is just my headcanon.
* Sorry Longchamp.

This image has been plaguing my mind for the past months and I just have to draw it. I’m glad I got to finish it.

splickedylit:

nicoception:

NAOZO

Oh this is going in my backgrounds folder.  It’s on. ❤  This was, like, a completely impractical outfit but I love it because it’s cool looking.  Also this fight is one of my favorites in the whole series.  I still think if there was no frakking time limit he would have won.  It would have been close, but he was doing better than Belphegor.  He would’ve won, but I love the scene that happened instead so much I don’t mind.  XD