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rebornfandom2018-12-16 05:33 pm
warmskies) wrote in rebornfandom2018-12-16 05:33 pm
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shorty tsuna
original tumblr post here.
Tsuna staying short forever
Tsuna hitting high school and finally coming to terms with the fact that if he hasn’t hit a growth spurt now then it’s probably not going to happen, and finding himself surprised that he’s not as bothered as he thought he would be to just be 165 cm
Still a little, of course, and sometimes he’s envious of how much his friends tower over him, but it’s not a biting or bothersome feeling, just a bit of wistful thinking from time to time
Because he’s still every bit his mother’s child, it seems, from the soft brown of his eyes to the shades of his hair to his height now, and that is a strange reassurance to him
(He does not hate his father. He doesn’t love him, either, but he doesn’t hate him. It’s just that he’s gone literal years without seeing his father, and it’d be strange to see traces of him whenever he’d look into a mirror.)
Tsuna becoming Vongola Decimo proper, a young man who’s found his footing and refuses to lose it now, smiling easily to the heads of other families and joking “I hope I haven’t disappointed!”
Except there’s an edge to it, a fire to his gaze and a weight to his presence that both captivates and intimidates, and some people don’t even notice his height at first glance because there is something in Tsunayoshi Sawada that cannot be contained in that small of a body and it presses down on others
Tsuna stays small, and warm, and he is so very much like a stray ember that was left forgotten and became the precursor to a blaze overtaking everything
Tsuna staying short forever
Tsuna hitting high school and finally coming to terms with the fact that if he hasn’t hit a growth spurt now then it’s probably not going to happen, and finding himself surprised that he’s not as bothered as he thought he would be to just be 165 cm
Still a little, of course, and sometimes he’s envious of how much his friends tower over him, but it’s not a biting or bothersome feeling, just a bit of wistful thinking from time to time
Because he’s still every bit his mother’s child, it seems, from the soft brown of his eyes to the shades of his hair to his height now, and that is a strange reassurance to him
(He does not hate his father. He doesn’t love him, either, but he doesn’t hate him. It’s just that he’s gone literal years without seeing his father, and it’d be strange to see traces of him whenever he’d look into a mirror.)
Tsuna becoming Vongola Decimo proper, a young man who’s found his footing and refuses to lose it now, smiling easily to the heads of other families and joking “I hope I haven’t disappointed!”
Except there’s an edge to it, a fire to his gaze and a weight to his presence that both captivates and intimidates, and some people don’t even notice his height at first glance because there is something in Tsunayoshi Sawada that cannot be contained in that small of a body and it presses down on others
Tsuna stays small, and warm, and he is so very much like a stray ember that was left forgotten and became the precursor to a blaze overtaking everything