Ministry gala AU
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Ministry gala AU

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KHR Headcanons
I have no idea why, but I love the idea of Skull and Reborn being best friends. I know there’s literally no evidence to support this, but it is how it is, so here’s a list for you.
Skull isn’t really afraid of Reborn, but instead teases him relentlessly all the time with his senpai thing, and tries to annoy him on purpose, completely unaffected by the bullets he receives in exchange. That kinda tends to happen when you cannot die.
Reborn doesn’t really find Skull weak - I mean, he has seen Skull receive an appalling amount of deadly injuries only to come out of them unscathed and with a grin on his face, if anything Reborn’s kind of terrified for Skull’s mental health - but he gets oh so annoyed when Skull brings up old moments from their past - and no, Reborn will not talk about it - that sound harmless and even a little bit naive to anyone else, but to the Arcobaleno is hilarious because they remember exactly what happened. Reborn is not amused in the slightest.
You cannot convince me that the first time they all saw each other at that house in the middle of nowhere, Skull didn’t take one look at the table, realized they didn’t take him seriously, grabbed a knife from Luce’s tray, and stabbed himself in the arm, steadily dragging the blade down his forearm as he looked them all dead in the eye. When the wound disappeared seconds later, they realized Skull was the real deal.
Skull doesn’t know how to read. He grew up on the streets before joining the circus, so there was never a need. And if there was, it certainly wasn’t Italian he learned. When Reborn finds out about this, during their down time in between missions before the Curse, instead of teasing him, he sits down with him and starts teaching him how to read and write.
They all changed after the Curse, closed off more, had to come to terms with their babyfied bodies. Even then, Reborn insisted Skull joined a Famiglia so he would be safe from roaming the Mafia unaffiliated. He stayed with Skull until he found a Famiglia he liked, making it clear that the Cloud was under the Greatest Hitman’s protection. He still reminds the Mafia of that from time to time.
Even after joining the Carcassa, Skull didn’t feel at home, so he tends to pop up near the other Arcobaleno’s general vicinity from time to time, but especially Reborn’s. He’s the one that travels the most - well he and Fon, but Skull has a bit of an issue with the Triads, so he tends to be away from the Storm while he’s on business - so Skull sometimes joins him.
All of Reborn’s students end up meeting Skull at one point. They are all confused about their unlikely friendship at first, because their personalities could not be more different if they tried. Then they find out Skull leveled an entire Famiglia because they damaged his motorcycle once, and it all makes sense.
I have a bunch of other KHR headcanons, but they’re not specifically for Reborn and Skull.
Hiding it can only get you so far
Once, someone committed suicide by jumping off the roof of my apartment building
My brother thought someone dropped something
But I immediately knew that it was a person.
For a moment, I wished I was that person.
I still wish I was that person.
Mental illness has a way of desensitizing you to your pain. You're aware you're broken and that it fucking hurts but you've become so accustomed to the tears of your heart that you can spend hours thinking of your own suicide almost casually.
Excerpt from my journal 12-3-19

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i don’t know how to plan for the future i never thought i’d have

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I just want to leave like I never existed.
I don’t want anyone to remember me,
I don’t want to hurt anyone.
Haven’t been on this blog for so long, I never wanted to use it again because I know I know I know it means things are getting bad and I need to vent
I haven’t cut in years because I know I’m older and I have a doctor’s appointment soon so I shouldn’t I can’t
But I feel my mind breaking down into pieces, the familiar cracks widening again, I know I’m no longer okay and it’s been happening for a long time now
My body is messed up but I didn’t tell my doctor how it occurred in full
What am I supposed to say?
“I used to starve myself and my body has never been the same since then”
“I’ve been having depressive episodes and my body knows that I’m not capable of reproduction or caring for it”
“My sleeping schedule is fucked up”
“I haven’t been eating well at all because sometimes I no longer know how to feel hungry”
And right now, mother is breaking down and I can’t break down too
I can’t tell her that I want to kill myself, and I think about how nice it would be daily. I swallow those words and let them sink into the churn of my stomach, into oblivion, I try not to look at the sleeping pills, stop trying to look for the sharp objects I’ve hidden,
I’m trying to muster up the motivation to solve the education I’m fucking up but I don’t know how to, I can’t, I feel like its pointless when I know I’m going to die fuck this is hard
And I think the most terrifying part about it is that - First I'm annoyed and then I think it looks familiar and now I want to do it again.
Clintasha fandom after Endgame final trailer:

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here is your gentle reminder that there are dandelions growing through cracks in the sidewalk. there is a fence lizard on the porch who is growing a new tail. there are trees growing through an abandoned house, branches tearing through the ceiling, ferns carpeting the floor. there is life pushing forward, pushing through.
But what if the person is always only myself?