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"How're you doing?" he asked, smile stretched nervously across half his face. Reborn had trained you better than that, you thought distantly. Had this boy never learned to keep his heart in his chest, not plastered across his expression?
You ignored that you were only seventeen yourself. Boyhood felt like a distant memory.
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"What, don't want Death to meet his future knife?" Xanxus sneers, even though the question is acid in his mouth.
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It's what's best for Tsuna.
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After ten years of exile, Xanxus receives an invitation home.
Things aren't exactly as they seem.
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Kit remembered Mars, then. How Nita had looked holding the Gibraltar Passthrough wizardry over her head, trembling with the strain of it. How she had looked magnificent. How she had looked tired.
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Xanxus's heart is a forest fire, setting everything around him ablaze. Squalo, fourteen and burning with it, breathes in smoke and grins.
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Xanxus would almost think Tsunayoshi got kidnapped to avoid overseeing the Vongola manor's renovations, except he knows the brat's luck isn't that good.
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Remix art of morcai's golden hour.
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It isn't until Hayato slots his ring together and hears a voice for the first time that he realizes the Vongola's skeletons are buried shallow enough to touch.
Or: the 10th generation inherits. No one is happy about it.
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He thinks, sometimes, that the poets see him best. Out of the corner of their eyes, the caught-breath anticipation of a memory forming.
Not to say his work is not appreciated elsewhere. This case however, is proving particularly interesting.
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but to bring forth by rewire for Madanimalscientist
Fandoms: Hench - Natalie Zina Walschots
17 Dec 2022
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Immediately post canon.
Trust is hard-won, and not as far away as either of them think. A series of conversations between Anna and Leviathan.
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Cliopher is not the only Mdang to carry his heart's beloved on his skin, but he is perhaps the farthest flung.
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Being alive again is strange. Xanxus had heard of revenants from The Church before, but never imagined being one himself. The old man would have killed him before allowing him to live like this. For his honor or his pride—Xanxus isn't sure. There were some things that even the Vongola couldn't stand.
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"Hibari-san?"
"Tsunayoshi." Not herbivore. So he remembers too.
"Kyoya," Tsuna returns. Name like a flower on his tongue.
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Kumiko graduates high school the same way she did middle school—to the sound of music. Behind her, the Kitauji Band plays their school anthem, brassy and proud, echoing off the gym ceiling. Sitting in the audience, Kumiko’s right hand taps out the fingerings as she waits for her diploma, half on autopilot. Muscle memory is a sweet ache in her fingertips.
Afterwards, Reina finds her waiting by the entrance. She grabs Kumiko’s hand and squeezes. Lets go.
That too, aches.
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make me a mercy by rewire for ChaoticFairy (Amanda908565)
Fandoms: Katekyou Hitman Reborn!
28 Dec 2019
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Five moments Sawada Tsunayoshi makes it hard for Rokudo Mukuro to breathe, and one time he doesn’t.
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Reborn comes to town to teach the young heir to the Vongola. What he gets is not quite what he expected.
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He is a sword without a shield. For the first time in his life since his “father” had robbed him of his birthright, Xanxus di Vongola is without a home.
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Destiny’s phone is on the table.
(See: Ramona, clutching her hands, asking “Why didn’t you call me?”
And well. It’s hard to call someone while you’re driving, isn’t it?) -
Pennyworth's Fairy Tales by Annapods, bessyboo, duckgirlie, litrapod (litra), Opalsong, reena_jenkins, robin (rewire), sisi_rambles
Fandoms: DCU
29 Aug 2019
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Once upon a time, in a city covered in the lightest of smog and overshadowed with intricate gothic architecture, there lived a boy. This boy was the shining beacon of the city; heir to the Wayne fortune and heir to the Wayne’s Good Works. He was beautiful, with hair as dark as night, skin as pale as snow, and lips like rubies. More than anything, his soul was beautiful; he was a Good Person. His name was Bruce.