Sleep Thieves
For the damn good fics that robbed me hours of sleep. Their just that ducking awesome.
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Despite being sheltered upon Kukuroo mountain, Nallui had been on enough missions to know how sibling relationships were supposed to be. Especially twins. She knew it wasn't normal to be so close to someone you were born with and that to be so intimately entwined with them was unhealthy and unnatural. But the Zoldycks had never been normal.
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"Just don't ever forget," Gojo said, standing over her, his head pressed to the wall. "You're not allowed to forget. Not ever."
He boxed her in perfectly, towering and blocking her from the rest of the world and the rest of the world from her. She stayed silent, looking up at him. There was an entire world reflected in his eyes, a world untouched and unknown by any other man but him, who reached higher than anyone else.
"You can be reborn as many times as you want," Gojo said. "Look however you want. Become whoever you want."
His head lowered, pressing his forehead to hers. His eyes threatened to swallow her whole.
"I'm the one that named you. Don't you ever forget that."
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A quiet story that takes place a little before Gojo Satoru was born to be the greatest shaman of this era, his youth, triumphs, losses, and his inherent rise to a place unknown by anyone else.
And the one person who bore witness to it all.
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Being reborn in a chaotic fantasy world of superhuman pirates isn't quite as terrifying as being reborn the daughter of a heartless, gluttonous cannibal. [OC, AU]
*Originally a one-shot, now extended.
Ch 1: Original one-shot
Ch 2-3: Additional character perspectives
Ch 4: Fallen Monk Pirates attack
Ch 5-11: Whole Cake Island arc
Ch 12-3: Ace/OC AU
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Non-SI OC.
A young woman is reborn into a loving, but very poor, family. When slavers come and she is kidnapped, all she can think of is getting back home, but every step seems to take her farther from her goal, getting her mixed into a world she never expected.
First few chapters will be build up before the actual timeline for HxH. Character only has seen 1999 version of anime.
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Kuina is the name given to him, and it’s one she’s happy to take. Her future as a wife, not so much. She vows to break any ties that threaten her freedom, but this Zoro guy won’t leave her alone. Maybe if she throws Wado Ichimonji at him?
A version of Kuina survives, and fate spins on.
(“I’m Zoro,” he tries again, “and I’m going to be the world’s greatest swordsman.”
“Kuina,” she says, and I am going to fly.)
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The voices began at night; trickling into Alastor’s mind as he lay awake listening to the sound of his father's drunken fury while he hid beneath the covers in his room. It had never crossed his mind until then to kill him; but when a gun is placed in his hands on one fateful hunting trip, the choice is made for him: One shot and blood on his hands for freedom.
Alastor and his mother can now finally turn a new page and leave the horror behind; but years later, when a robbery gone wrong ends with a body in the street, Alastor's bloodlust takes hold, marking the start of a bloody chapter in New Orleans' history led by the rise of it's most brutal and elusive serial killer yet.
Bodies begin to pile up, sending the city into states of terror that serve as stepping stones in Alastor's climb to the top as New Orleans' most popular radio host. By day, he is the voice that ensnares them over the airwaves with reports of the macabre, but by night, he's the one painting the streets in blood.
This newfound fame allows him to walk straight into the midst of the city's glamorous, sinful elite; but, just when he reaches the top, a murder he didn’t commit shatters his perfect game, and Alastor finds himself spiraling.
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- Part 1 of Into the Crimson Wood
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"That's Evelyn, but she prefers Eve." Dale spoke from behind us. "She doesn't say much. Maybe you'll get to hear her voice someday."
Evelyn Rider's light step and silent disposition have served her well during these dangerous times, but the dead aren't the only ones who won't hear her coming.
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CompleteBE ADVISED: Trigger warnings are NOT posted on individual chapters, they are only mentioned in the overall tagging and some may have been forgotten. Please read carefully and if you notice a missing tags, especially trigger-warnings, please comment so they can be added.
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Doflamingo’s mouth went dry. Rosi straightened, hands behind his back, as if he were about to start rocking on his heels. He looked exactly the same as when Doflamingo had last seen him. Sweat and dirt-stained, clothes worn, that thumbprint of their father’s blood at the corner of his chin from where Doflamingo had touched him.
Rationally, it couldn't have been real. He still surveyed the islands across the North Blue and kept a tap on the local news, but had long stopped expecting anything. It had been seven years after all. At this point, Rosi was either dead or didn’t want to be found.
“No,” Doflamingo growled, “No, no, you don’t get to do this to me.”
i.e. That one world in ten billion where Doflamingo tries really damn hard. And it's no prettier world by far. A tale of madness, blood and two brothers searching for each other in the dark. [An AU retelling of the Donquixote brothers]
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"Just don't ever forget," Gojo said, standing over her, his head pressed to the wall. "You're not allowed to forget. Not ever."
He boxed her in perfectly, towering and blocking her from the rest of the world and the rest of the world from her. She stayed silent, looking up at him. There was an entire world reflected in his eyes, a world untouched and unknown by any other man but him, who reached higher than anyone else.
"You can be reborn as many times as you want," Gojo said. "Look however you want. Become whoever you want."
His head lowered, pressing his forehead to hers. His eyes threatened to swallow her whole.
"I'm the one that named you. Don't you ever forget that."
Or;
A quiet story that takes place a little before Gojo Satoru was born to be the greatest shaman of this era, his youth, triumphs, losses, and his inherent rise to a place unknown by anyone else.
And the one person who bore witness to it all.
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Young little girls aren't supposed to know so much of the wicked, and yet she was never a young little girl to begin with.
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Hisoka knows he is many things, but paternal isn't one of them. It isn't because he can't love⎯though he really does have trouble with that⎯it's because he doesn't care for those who are weak with no capacity to become better, and that's exactly babies are.But then he meets his baby with unimaginable potential for greatness that he cannot fathom to defeat any other opponent than his own blood. It's an easy decision. Hisoka creates another monster (or he'll die trying).