PLAYER[
journal]
duskbecomesher[
age] April 29th 1987 - Twenty-four [ 24 ]
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previous characters N/A
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character journal] N/A
CHARACTER[
series] Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
[
full name] Tsunayoshi Sawada
[
age] Fifteen [ 15 ] ; After being aged-up: Eighteen [ 18 ]
[
gender] Male
[
canon point] Chapter 292: Taken directly from two days before the formal Inheritance Ceremony.
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reference]
Tsunayoshi Sawada - Reborn!Wiki[
personality]
From the beginning Tsuna’s resigned himself to being ‘no-good.’ He lacks motivation and confidence- along with any self-esteem. He’s not good at sports and even worse when it comes to school and homework. He whines a lot about how pathetic his life is, but he doesn’t exactly jump on the chance to change it either. He gives up before he even tries and makes plenty of excuses to get out of anything that appears to be difficult. He doesn’t have friends and is bullied constantly by the other students because he’s wimpy and seriously lacks any hand-eye coordination. He’s also easily embarrassed, but tries to cover it with running away or talking very loudly. Overall he’s not exactly mafia boss material, but aside from his faults Tsuna does have potential that his tutor Reborn sees and is adamant in bringing to the surface. Since Tsuna is not the average high school teenager, Reborn puts him in various life or death situations that force Tsuna to excel and show his true colors. Such as being shot with a Dying will Bullet that will kill the victim if there are no regrets before death; Tsuna always has regrets which can only mean he desires to change his life.
With a ruthless Spartan as a tutor Tsuna is pushed to his limits and even then those are not enough. It is also because of Reborn he gained the power of friendship with guys he never thought he’d get to know; along with finally letting his dream girl know he exists. It’s also because of his friends that Tsuna has grown less hesitant and more confident, slowly easing himself into the role of their leader. For a boy that has never fought to defend anything, including himself, Tsuna places himself in danger to protect those he cares about; even if the scales aren’t exactly tipped in his favor. Tsuna has now become defined by those he has sworn to protect and while he vehemently refuses to be the next Vongola Decimo, if he has to, he promises to destroy the Vongola name if all it’s good for is to hurt others through power, violence, and intimidation. He sees the dangers that come with the job description (and he hasn’t exactly been officially acknowledged as the Vongola Decimo,) so he’s left to wonder what possible future would he be leading those he cares about most into if he accepted the title. He’s still unsure of himself, but considering he’s only fifteen, and a year ago he never dreamed anything like this was possible, it’s understandable that he’s afraid to mess everything up.
He’s shown great resolve in the year since his life was uprooted and has definitely toned down the cries of anguish, unease, disbelief, despair, and holyshitwhatwasthat to just mental babble.
Tsuna trusts that there’s good in everyone, even if their actions would say otherwise. He doesn’t want believe people are bad simply because want to be; so while it’s a little misplaced it doesn’t make him daft to the dangers they can direct at him or his friends.
There’s a point when Tsuna is faced with a greater decision than to be next in line to a mafia family and it’s whether or not he can kill another for the greater good. That adds to the list of reasons why he shouldn’t be boss, but because his friends, along with the rest of the world, are in danger of losing everything Tsuna resigns himself to taking responsibility of a heavy burden. It’s unsure from the canon point if he ever actually deals with the murder he committed, but from a headcanon perspective he is choosing not to deal with. By ignoring it, it never happened and that is a lot easier than facing the truth. At least for now he takes refuge in placing it out of mind and out of sight to deal with more pressing matters; Whether he can truly relinquish the title of Vongola Decimo and give the job to someone more capable so he can return to the safe and ordinary life he once knew or take the responsibility and transform the Vongola back into something it hasn’t been since the very first boss stepped down.
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orientation] From the start of the series it’s stated that he has a ginormous crush on the school idol. He doesn’t talk to her, just watches her from a safe distance where he can talk about how beautiful she is and blush all he wants without being seen. He’s awkward when it comes to girls with their clothes on and he doesn’t do any better when he happens upon them in their undergarments-- if there’s talk about naked women, he’ll blush himself into a stuttering fit.
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appearance]
Tsuna (right) aged-up. There isn’t much different in the three years except that his eyes and mannerisms will have removed all trace of the child he used to be. He thinks before he acts or says anything and walks as if every move is deliberate. His hair remains the same, spiky and perhaps slightly tamed, his built shows muscle that has been toned, but Considering his father stands at six-foot two-inches [ 6’2” ], Tsuna has a small chance of growing taller than his now five-foot five-inches [ 5’5” ].
[
wish] To be left alone and forget this mafia boss business. He doesn’t want it and wishes for the normalcy he knew before his “tutor” showed up.
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requested house] Shiruku Household
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misc notes]
Being part of a series that manifests the person’s resolve into a visible flames of different colors, significant to their inner attribute; Tsuna is wielder of a pure orange flame which mean he is of Sky attribute. This also means he’s boss material.
From his canon point he’s able to use a pair of mittens, a bottle of Dying Will Pills and Rings that represent the Vongola Family Sky Ring and a box weapon he acquired from the future to get into Offensive/Defensive mode. --Without them, he pretty much can’t win a fight against a little girl.
SAMPLES[
Network Post: Audio]
[It was easy enough for him to understand how the Fansuwoth Communicator worked and after looking everything over a couple more times he knew that it was time to test it out. Pushing the Up arrows on the side to adjust the volume and turning the bottom left knob to AUDIO, Tsuna took a deep breath before leaning in and speaking towards the microphone area.] H-hello? I’ve been thinking this over and- [He pauses, fidgeting in his seat as his eyes glance around the empty room; double checking that he’s alone.] I REALLY JUST WANT TO GO BACK HOME! I DON’T WANT THIS WISH ANYMORE! [He doesn’t say more, throat suddenly thick with emotion as his brown eyes shine bright. He looks away and the audio feed picks up his shaky breaths as he tries to keep from falling apart and regain some form of control to keep talking to whoever was on the receiving end.]
C-can’t my mom or dad pay for me to go home? Can I at least tell Reborn where I am? [It’s at the mention of his hitman / tutor that Tsuna turns off the communicator, closes the lid and turns away from it. If Reborn had been here, Tsuna can already feel the kick to the back of head, he would tell him to suck it up and do what he has to to get out on his own. Lifting his arm to wipe away the droplets that managed to escape past his dark lashes, Tsuna stand and straightens his back. He’ll do this on his own, that way his friends didn’t get sucked into this place too.]
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Smut Sample]
This entire experience was something new, he wasn’t even sure if he was suppose to be feeling these strange sensations coursing throughout his body. They made his skin flush a delicate pink, not from embarrassment but from the heat that came from within. His breath wasn’t shallow or deep, it was normal which he took as a good sign. He didn’t know the rules of eye contact during this sort of thing, but he thought it would be rude if he looked away and somehow gave the other the wrong impression. It was the sound of his voice that brings Tsuna’s eyes downcast, it ended all too soon but that simple word had sent a jolt through his stomach. It wasn’t painful, just surprising so he took that as a good sign too. That feeling had ended too soon but the gentle ripple of it took affect else where and this time his cheeks did deepen to a rose pink blush shade.
The touch was light, but it left him filled with a want so strong that he dared to press his chest down slightly. He wanted more but didn’t stop to question why or try to reason through it- it was as if his body was doing the driving and he was just going along for the ride. He eased himself to
an elbow and lifted his free hand to gently run his fingers through the mess of red hair. Soft and a little damp, he thought before he was brought back to the present by the touch of wet lips against his chest. Again, the jolt that caused his stomach to slip and plunge returned ten fold and Tsuna let out a shaky sigh. He thought to return the favor, lips unusually dry and chapped pressed down against the few strands that fell down over the other’s forehead. He didn’t move away, keeping lips in place as the hand that was busy running through the short hair slides down the long neck and rests at his shoulder. His body trembles, but whether it’s because he’s scared about how to go on from here or because his body knows something he doesn’t, Tsuna doesn’t care anymore. He was new at this and there was bound to be mistakes coming from the both of them. And if he failed at this, he could avoid the person for the rest of his and save himself an embarrassing encounter.
nervous