midnightdiddle

Five, I think. We'll see. Digging 'em outta chat as I go. They're all short.


Hibari is always cold.

Dino/Hibari and, uh, vague plays on words. And vague allusions to sex. And broken fingers, LOL. Kyouya's not a ray of sunshine. D:

( Untitled Sunshine )



"Tsuna-chan," he says, coos it like a lullaby.

Byakuran/Tsuna, rape, death. Uh, Byakuran being all kinds of creepy. 'cause he's creepy. Pretty, but creepy.

( Bleeding Disciples )



The phone is small in his hand, and Kyouya's breath from the other side is smaller.

Dino/Hibari, names, and what love really means. Or doesn't mean. Because you can't pluck the one you love. Shameless use (and subsequent destruction) of folktales and folksongs. Gyahahah.

( Plucking Feathers )




"Where," she asks, and her hair is plastered down, her clothes soaked through and splashed with mud, and she is terrifying in her rage. "Where is Hayato?"

Bianchi-fic! Hell hath no fury like a Bianchi with a brother-complex. Umm. Vague Bianchi/Gokudera, if you want to see it that way, AND I THINK YOU DO. :D Obligatory zomg-death-and-revenge fic, 'cause it's not like I write A BAJILLION OF THEM.

( Mother's Kisses )




"Giovanni's bastard," the baby says, and the sound of his father's name feels like a hit in Hayato's stomach. "Useless."

Hayato-fic. A "what if his mom hadn't died?" fic. Or, In Which Hayato is a Pansy Pianist. Hayato/Piano, sorta, and really vague, if you squint and look sideways, Hayato/Tsuna.

( Prestissimo )

It began yesterday, at 4:04 pm.

4:04 PM
x_saturnine: do you watch reborn?
4:05 PM
midnightdiddle: reborn?
midnightdiddle: nope
midnightdiddle: what is it?
x_saturnine: an anime
x_saturnine: i have the opening song stuck in my head
x_saturnine: it's so
x_saturnine: "BOYS AND GIRLS BE AMBITIOUS"

And the rest, as they say, is history. So. Umm. A series of Reborn! drabbles. Mostly fluff, with some angsty ones near the end. Oops. Assume they all deal with sex, mostly of the boy on boy kind.



Hayato, Yamamoto, and lonely weekends. Hayato's lost without his Tenth. Boys kissing boys, and boys punching boys, and boys will be boys?

( Lonely Weekend )



Hayato, Yamamoto, and a shadow of Tsuna. Hayato can't touch his Tenth, so he'll touch Yamamoto instead. Boys kissing boys, and, umm, slight mafioso angst.

( Mafia Hands )



Dino and Yamamoto. Some boys just can't be ignored. Men chasing (and fucking) boys. Umm. Oops?

( Catch the Running Boy )



Dino and Tsuna, moment a la Romario. Dino likes Tsuna's tongue. Men and boys. Slight mentioning of voyeurism. Umm.

( Cut the Tongue )



Gokudera and Tsuna. <3 Tsuna's wet, and Gokudera's going to be a good second-hand man. In so many senses of the word. Wet boys, boxers, and, umm, public restrooms?

( An Everyday Occurrence )



Bianchi and Hayato. She loves him, and covers her face when she kisses him. Het, incest, sibling...love?

( Finding Home )



Hayato versus the world. He hates the world, and the world hates him. And he explodes. Boom.

( His Manifesto )



Tsuna and Takeshi. Sequel to His Manifesto (above). Takeshi stops talking, and Tsuna follows him down.

( The Three )