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rebornfandom2018-12-25 01:12 pm
warmskies) wrote in rebornfandom2018-12-25 01:12 pm
Entry tags:
hold onto me
Characters: Mainly Tsuna Sawada, with cameos of varying degrees by his guardians, the trashlord who says he isn't his guardian, and Vongola Bosses of past generations (mainly Giotto, Ricardo, Daniella, and Timoteo)
Summary: Ten years later, and Tsuna still wakes up not knowing whose body he's in. The results of what happens when you shove in the memories of nine other generations, and how he deals with it.
Notes: A secret santa gift as part of the tumblr effort for this fandom, for sawadoot! I've reposted it on AO3, which has a handy 'gift for' sort of mechanic!
Link: right over here
Sample:
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Ten years later, and Tsuna still wakes up not knowing whose body he's in.
He knows where he is. Of course he does. The Iron Fortress, stalwart home to the Vongola Famiglia for decades, has changed so little in some ways. Sure, there are the shallow aesthetic differences which mark every boss' change of taste, or the deeper technological changes which have signaled the passage of time.... But, when Tsuna wakes up with his eyes to the ceiling, he sees none of that. All he see is the same ceiling she's- he's- they've- seen for decades. Them, the bosses of the Vongola.
Them, those people whose bloody memories he was forced to see when he was only fourteen, in a future that demanded such a sacrifice. f
Summary: Ten years later, and Tsuna still wakes up not knowing whose body he's in. The results of what happens when you shove in the memories of nine other generations, and how he deals with it.
Notes: A secret santa gift as part of the tumblr effort for this fandom, for sawadoot! I've reposted it on AO3, which has a handy 'gift for' sort of mechanic!
Link: right over here
Sample:
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Ten years later, and Tsuna still wakes up not knowing whose body he's in.
He knows where he is. Of course he does. The Iron Fortress, stalwart home to the Vongola Famiglia for decades, has changed so little in some ways. Sure, there are the shallow aesthetic differences which mark every boss' change of taste, or the deeper technological changes which have signaled the passage of time.... But, when Tsuna wakes up with his eyes to the ceiling, he sees none of that. All he see is the same ceiling she's- he's- they've- seen for decades. Them, the bosses of the Vongola.
Them, those people whose bloody memories he was forced to see when he was only fourteen, in a future that demanded such a sacrifice. f