‘Confess?’ and my character(s) will have to confess something to yours. (whether it be feelings, opinions, a secret — whatever; feel free to specify)

’ you’re one of the coolest people i know – i mean – ‘ 

‘Ω’ and I’ll tell you what my character(s) thinks of yours.

in the beginning there was a definite one-sided animosity & incredulity aimed towards reborn. he couldn't believe his mom had hired a tutor for him without asking first and on top of that, the tutor was a baby? yeah. that sucked. and then reborn became a confidant, a mentor, and by the end of the series, reborn is the one tsuna can count on the most, and often does, to an almost unhealthy amount. tsuna values reborn’s opinion a lot and there’s little he wouldn’t do for the man. 

but – don’t tell him that. reborn might be meaner to tsuna if he finds out tsuna admires him despite his sadistic nature. 

‘✉’ for an unsent letter from my character to yours.

Reborn, 

This couldn’t wait and negotiations aren’t working. They want to meet me alone and it looks like they’re not willing to go for anything else. I’m not taking my phone or credit card, so you won’t be able to track me - I’ll be fine, I promise. I’m sorry.  

I’ll be back in two weeks.

Sawada Tsunayoshi
_{Vongola Decimo}

who do you ship my muse with?

*makes out with reborn in front of dino* 

’ … what? ’ he’s distracted – not paying much attention to reborn. he has too much homework for that. ’ you’re just … exaggerating. ‘ 

’ i’m not tiny, i’ve grown three centimeters since last year – ‘ 

send ✺  and my muse will kiss yours. 

’ – no. i don’t want to. ‘ 

a kissing booth? no. no way – tsuna refuses to take part in this farce. this is reborn’s stupidest idea yet! no one is even going to come to it! they’re not going to make any money. it will be a failure and then reborn will get mad at him and – this is just a stupid idea. 

when he tells reborn all of this (loudly and as over-dramatic as possible, of course) – the hitman gets one of those secretive smirks on his face, the shadow caused by his fedora’s brim obscuring his eyes and the top of his nose. 

tsuna leans backwards as the man leans forwards, not liking the look on reborn’s face one bit. 

the sound of coins hitting the table startles tsuna, and he looks from the money to reborn, apprehensive, not liking where this conversation was heading. 

’ i’ll be your first customer, dame-tsuna – ’ and reborn leans even closer, tsuna going silent before sputtering, turning red, heart pounding. 

' reborn – w-wait – ' 

it’s just a simple and chaste peck on the lips – nothing too sensual or licentious, but it still leaves tsuna flustered, bright red, subdued and quiet – unable to make eye-contact. 

’ – u … h … – ' 

send me a ☆ and a url and my muse will impersonate them. 

and look who’s found reborn’s fedora and like an idiot, put it on. this belligerence is perhaps brought on by the fact reborn has him doing homework due months from now – giving an ultimatum of homework, or laps around namimori. naturally, he chose homework. at least with that option he could stay inside and snack and procrastinate. it’s pure stupidity that has him opening his mouth and imitating his tutor.

’ oh – ’ he says in a high pitched voice completely unlike reborn’s. ’ i'm reborn and i’m a sadistic tutor and i hate fun. i hate when tsuna has fun. must kill all fun. i kill things. and i sleep in a suit. i think i know everything. even though i don’t. ' 

wait does that mean u watch me in the shower 

send in your opinion of me, i can only post and not reply. 

“H-H-hiiieeee —- Reborn! I didn’t mean it! I swear!”