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Venusaur by LadyVixen911, literature

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Venusaur

Venusaur The plant blooms when it is absorbing solar energy. It stays on the move to seek sunlight. -R/B/LG “(Name), let’s go.” A male’s voice called, pulling you from the wonderful world of dreams. “(Name) come on. It’s time to get up.” They grumbled, beginning to show signs of irritation that you still insisted on sleeping. “Go ‘way” You mumbled, clumsily pulling the top flap of the sleeping bag up a bit higher as you squirmed deeper into it. There was a huff, and you drifted off again, believing they finally relented. No sooner had you gone to sleep were you jerked fully awa

Fate is Cruel Pt. 2 by LadyVixen911, literature

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Fate is Cruel Pt. 2

Time marched on slowly for Giotto and the remainder of his precious family. They slowly settled into their new lives in Japan. Somehow along the way, they each gained new wives, and soon after, new children. They never forgot the ones they lost in Italy, the ones they failed to protect. The pain would dull, and disappear over time, but it would come back. Like a cut that refused to heal, it just kept scabbing over, never closing. All it would take was a look, a picture; anything could reopen the wound of losing them. The innocent lives that should have been /there/ in Japan with their fathers, bonding with their step-mothers, teaching, playi

Fate is Cruel (1st Gen Parentsx10th Gen Kids) by LadyVixen911, literature

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Fate is Cruel (1st Gen Parentsx10th Gen Kids)

WARNING: This story includes the violent death of children, blood and gore. You've been warned. This is also a sort of AU reincarnation fic, in which it inculdes Tsuna and his Guardians(as well as my OC) are known by different names as the children of Primo and his own Guardians. (See description for a list of who's who and their ages) It had been a regular day at the Vongola manor. Aside from the squabbling of his Famiglia, it was relatively quiet. Until the children raced through the manor. The sound of a stampede could be heard as the various children ran, eager to play with their parents. Sophia was the first to reach her father's offi

Mini Primo Problems(KHR) (5/5) by LadyVixen911, literature

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Mini Primo Problems(KHR) (5/5)

The past week had been crazy, to say the least. More than once they'd almost had heart failure due to something happening with their ancestors. At one point Lampo fell asleep among a pile of Tsuna and Tsuka's freshly changed clothes. Nan decided to do the laundry and the Lightning Guardian almost drowned in the washing machine if it hadn't been for Tsuka searching for something in one of her pockets before her mother started the machine. Another time Asari had almost been turned into sashimi by Tsuyoshi. The man had been happily talking to a customer and had blindly grabbed the swordsman. Takeshi noticed at the very last second and dropped w

Mini Primo Problems(KHR) (4/5) by LadyVixen911, literature

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Mini Primo Problems(KHR) (4/5)

"Are you kidding me?!" Tsuka exclaimed as Enma put his ancestor on the table, watching as the two founders of Shimon and Vongola gave eachother a brotherly hug. "Please tell me you know how they got here!" Tsuna exclaimed, turning his attetion to Shoichi, who looked just as lost now as he had when he first arrived. "Who are the kids, Giotto?" Cozart asked, gaining the attention of everyone present. "Vongola Decimo and Vongola's Principessa." Offering a smile, Cozart walked over and extended a hand to Tsuna. Awkwardly the teen extended a finger and lightly 'shook hands' with Shimon Primo. Tsuka was surprised when, upon offering her own finger

Mini Primo Problems(KHR) (3/5) by LadyVixen911, literature

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Mini Primo Problems(KHR) (3/5)

There was something they had to know. They were right on top of it, but everytime they reached out to grab hold of it, it slipped between their fingers like sand. Giving an annoyed sigh, Tsuka burried her head into the pillow while Tsuna slumped his head down onto the table with a thunk. Without removing her head from its hiding place, Tsuka reached under her bed, grabbing a random object and blindly flung it where she thought it would hit. The sound of her projectile( a book, turns out) hitting its target haulted the ongoing argument. "Shut up." She groaned, the sound muffled. Gokudera, noting the sour disposition of his two most precious