#TYL!khr

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Prologue Part 1

KHR TYL!Timeline & Consequences

This all started with a short-sighted act of revenge, like so many other parts of Vongola's bloodsoaked history.

After Byakuran's death, and the death or capture of the Six Funeral Wreaths, Millefiore's downfall was basically ensured, meaning the misplaced teenagers were finally allowed to go home! There were quick, but heartfelt goodbyes and then, one by one, the time travelers stepped through the large, round machine to finally, finally return home.

Accompanying them for a two-way trip, of course, were this time period's Arcobalenos. Just to seal the Past's Mare Rings, to prevent any further heartache. To hopefully change all parallel worlds in which Byakuran succeeded with his hostile takeover.

The machine could only handle one or two people passing through it at once, so sending the teens back became almost ceremonial. Not to mention that there was a brief overlap when some of the teens encountered Vongola's actual Boss. Adult Tsuna instantly grew flustered and uncomfortable with the amazement and praise he was receiving and retreated to the back of the room.

A naive mistake...

Either way, inevitably the young Hibari Kyoya stepped up to the portal. He'd be the last to pass through, right after their Skull, whom this teen unceremoniously kicked through ahead of himself.

Tiny Kyoya waited for the machine to fall silent, signaling that it was fine to pass through, only to turn slightly, now facing the room. That angry, sharp whistle immediately got everyone's attention and the teen gave them an absolutely withering glare. "This was by far the worst week of my life."

Confusion instantly silenced all conversations, several people now alert and worried, but the teen continued easily. His smirk was definitely cloudy and sadistic when he pulled something out of his pocket. "I'm taking these as compensation."

And there, comfortably clasped between the teenager's fingers, wrapped in Mammon's chains, were the missing Sun and Lightning Mare Rings. Every other ring has been accounted for, only those two were presumed lost or destroyed, because they didn't show up on any radar when the scientists checked.

Instantly, everyone lunged for tiny Kyoya, but even as a teen, he'd always been unnaturally quick. At the very least quick enough to pocket some rings and take a step, before any of them managed to grab hold of him. Not even Dino's whip snapped that fast. Tsuna might've stood a chance, but with how far away he was from the machine, he didn't have a clear path.

And just like that, the machine whirred and Teen Kyoya disappeared in a flash of light.

Chaos immediately ensued.

For a moment nobody knew what to do and even then, most of the adult guardians did not have any kind of reason to trust Irie when he urged them to follow the teen to retrieve the rings. And no, Adult Kyoya could not be put back in the machine to force the teen to reappear.

Mostly because he was experiencing advanced symptoms of blood loss. Afterall, he'd been bleeding from countless wounds he suffered at Genkishi's blades for all the days he'd spend in the machine. Tsuna forced first aid onto him immediately, but it was still too late.

Because when the Arcobalenos returned, which they did within minutes, they did so all at once. And that promptly melted through the round machine's core processor and fried most of the attached computers' motherboards. In summary, they are stuck until everything would be repaired, at which point, who knows what that teenaged menace would've done with those rings!?

At least, even with several chunks of their Tri-ni-sette unaccounted for, Time, Space and Reality didn't rip apart at the seams...

... Right?

[lanshappycorner]

kyoko 🥰

[ner0w0w0]

sketch profile, definitely will finish it. definitely

[harumiura]

redrew this comic because.... well

[rebornologist]

hyyyyg excuse me you have activated my thirst how dare you ?? please,, as a fellow hoe,, grant me specific and steamy words Giotto would say during 👀 ;) 👀. the softest,, the praise - I’d LIKE TO MELT HERE.

- 🫠 anon

(Bonus points if you want to add older Tsuna, older Takashi, and older Enma - definitely not needed but I am curious.)

I can’t write this for Enma bc he’s canonically only been depicted as a minor, and I don’t have the brain cells to age him up myself, sorry! I think he’d be a sweetheart though, very.. blunt and direct 👍 I hope these snippets inspire you thoo

♡ Dirty Talking with Giotto, Tsuna, & Yamamoto ✧

✧ Giotto

You are right about him being big on praise. He treats all of his partners like he would a spouse from the get-go, and his words match that energy. He enjoys pet names like dove, (my) love, dear, and darling. Also likely to refer to his partner as beautiful or handsome with eyes full of desire and a charming smile on his face.

“How do you want me, darling? Don’t be shy, now.. say it out loud..”

“You’re doing so amazing, my love.. so sweet and dripping for me.. I'm sorry that I made you wait all day for this.. thank you for being so .. patient,” he murmurs the last bit, emphasizing it with brushing the soft pads of his fingers over the spot that he knows will have you legs buckling under you.

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✧ Sawada Tsunayoshi

He really, really enjoys romantic, loving, cuddly sex with a partner. He might literally malfunction if someone asked him to be rough with them. He’s not super smooth of a talker, but he’s soooo honest when something feels good to him, and very breathy and prone to whimpering when overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Hahh.. you have no idea… how much it makes my head spin when you do that..”

He nods frantically when you ask if something feels good, with a soft whine and tugging his lower lip between his teeth.

“Y-yes.. Yesyesyes, please whatever you do, don’t stop-”

“Do you.. like it like this? Yeah? Yeah, me too.. aah.. g-good… hhah.. you feel so good,” (very breathy, chest heaving, sheets-gripping, soft hair pulling kind of vibe here..)

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✧ Yamamoto Takeshi

He can be quite playful during sex, and what he says reflects that— he doesn’t take it too seriously and loves to get a good laugh in just as much as he likes to set the mood.

Sometimes he’ll catch you staring when he’s undressing and flash a crooked grin. “Hey, how you doin-?” He quips, raising his eyebrows suggestively and pretending to be super smooth by purposefully lowering his voice, followed by a full, toothy, genuine smile and laugh, nose scrunching and chuckling from deep in his chest.

“Hahahah, I’m kidding, I’m kidding.. yes, I know I don’t have to do any of that.. come over here, pretty baby~ You can do more than just look..”

He isn’t great at describing exactly what he wants a partner to do, but takes the initiative to physically demonstrate or adjust the activity towards what he has in mind. When they are doing things exactly how he likes it, he makes it very clear..

“Yeah, just like.. that. Ah.. hah.. fuck, you’re taking me so deep, my perfect angel..”

[sorensouls]

Cats 🐈

[in-asterism]

I am in fact still on this kick. the mind of this character fascinates me

[itsashowtime]

The 'do i take almost every cloud flame oc approach and let yona be tyl cloud guardian for varia' problem

I do think having it as an au might be fun but hmmmmm... taps chin.

I still need to figure out the nitty gritty of these two's relationship. Yona's whole thing is 'wow i fucking hate the mafia pls leave me alone'+'mess with me and i will make your life miserable' so unless he feels stable/safe enough, he's probably going to continue ''trying'' to avoid. Maybe he ironically finds safety under the Varia at some point LOL idk

I was entertaining the idea of a canon divergent AU where he gets yoinked by Byakuran into making those fake Mare Rings and possibly being saved by Xanxus but I need to workshop that delusion

[jjellysoo]

I’m torn between TYL and Final Arc XS 😭 TYL puts me in physical pain from how disgustingly comfortable and married it is, but Final Arc has battle couple action with side by side fighting and ch 398/crucial Xanxus development. IDK. Let me know what you think!

[gelataisa]

At the function where Xanxus and Squalo came out of the closet as a couple:

Xanxus: Why the fuck are yall asking about my sex life. Why dont you ask about someone else's sex life. Sawada. What about you. Tsuna: Uh? Uhm- Xanxus: Ah, wrong person. Bronco?

[what-the-fuck-khr]

HELP I CANT MAKE A SERIOUS POST ABOUT THIS BC ITS SO FUNNY TO ME THEY MADE THEM “SCIENTISTS”???? MORE LIKE SCIENCE CLASS WTF LMFAO

[khr-random-posts]

Tyl!Ryohei

[ner0w0w0]

(*/ω＼*)

[harumiura]

happy birthday to the specialest most important guy in the whole universe!!!! ❤️‍🔥🎉🎊🎁❤️‍🔥

[rebornologist]

Omg I can't believe I found a blog that writes for khr <3 I love your writings!! If you're comfortable with it could I request a imagine or fic with TYL!Tsuna x reader where they're making out for the first time and reader receives hickeys for the first time and reader is like shy about it bc it feels weird at first but they don't hate it👀 and once Tsuna hears that maybe he goes hammy or something idk u can start and end it however u want!

I be like, "a fade to black? ew... (slams gavel) GUILTY."

character: Sawada Tsunayoshi (tyl) warnings: making out, love bites, tongues and teeth and openmouthed kisses, shy reader, sweet Tsuna.

✧ Tsuna really does enjoy his physical affection, but he’s often more reserved with it because PDA always made him feel shy, no matter how old he got or how often it happened. He just gets a little nervous when he becomes hyper aware of how he is being perceived by people. In the safety of his own home, on his cozy comfy couch, he finally gets to be as close to his love as he wishes, and as they allow.

His lips are sweet from the simple syrup in his drink, and soft despite being slightly chapped. You can taste the warm aftertaste of the booze, but you don’t mind. Clearly, neither does he, as he softly cups the back of your neck, threading his fingers through your hair and pressing himself about as closely to you as he can in the plush couch in his living room.

The drinks sit abandoned on the coffee table, and the television might as well be defunct now, the way that your focus is solely on him. And his, on you. The way your warm and soft body feels as he runs his hand over your thigh, brushing against your hip and caressing your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“[y/n], do you mind if I..?” he pauses, dipping his head and brushing his nose against the crook of your neck and pressing wet kisses to the soft, sensitive skin.

He withdraws when he hears your breath hitch, giving just enough distance between the two of you to look you in the eyes. His eyes are like pools of the sweetest honey, darkened by the way his pupils are blown wide partially from the dimness of the room, but mostly the physiological response to his pure adoration for you. He’s about as breathtaking as you feared, and your chest heaves softly as you take in the feeling of his warm and wet tongue against your skin.

“I-I don’t,” you shake your head almost imperceptibly, and you bite back the ghost of a smile on your lips, swollen by kisses.

He smiles, pressing his forehead to yours. “I won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with.” He reassures before moving back to sweetly litter your jaw with little kisses, his fluffy brown locks sticking out every which way as usual and brushing against your neck, making you feel a little more ticklish than usual.

You curl into him, whining softly as you feel a slight sucking and biting at your neck. “Tsu..na..?”

There’s a sound, soft and wet as he pulls back once again, tongue darting out to lap at the corner of his mouth. He's so fucking cute, your heart would be cursing him right now if it wasn't pounding out of your chest.

“Something wrong, [y/n]?”

You shake your head, clearly, this time. “No, nothing’s wrong. It’s just.. not a feeling I’m used to.”

He sits up straighter at that, his concern palpable as he asks if that’s a good or bad thing. His brow furrows, and you see hesitation in his big honest eyes.

“I.. don’t mind it. Not at all, actually. It’s..” your fingers trail up to the spot on your neck where he had left a light love bite, pressing into the softly bruised flesh. A shudder goes down your spine at the sensitivity. He notices the gooseflesh on your arm, and your whole body seems to light up at the feeling.

“It’s nice,” You mumble with a small smile. You could absolutely revel in more of this pleasure, and you know it.

And with his super-intuition, your dear Tsunayoshi knows it as well.

[kyuoooo]

Hiya I'm back again with some tyl!Haru