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[http://amplificathon.livejournal.com/1421857.html] - - public:opalsong
fanwork, Type:PodFic, pairing:adam/kris, pairing:gen, Pairing:Spencer/Brendon, pairing:Tony/Pepper, pairing:tony/rhodey, pairing:tony/steve, quality:crocodile, quality:unrated, quality:whale, rating:nc-17, rating:pg, rating:pg-13, rating:r, site:livejournal, time:10:00-30:00, time:30:00-1:00:00, Extra:GenderBender, creator:airgiodslv, creator:jedusaur, creator:lovelypoet, creator:pprfaith, creator:reena_jenkins, creator:reni_days, Extra:Abuse, extra:crossover, Fandom:PatD, extra:PTSD, extra:sleep, fandom:ai, fandom:avengers, fandom:btvs, Fandom:FOB, Fandom:HP, Fandom:IronMan - 36 | id:1532015 -

As good as you get: "The problem was, really, Kris Allen was a tease." If You Can't See Where It Keeps Its Brain: "The Sorting Hat has its own agenda." I Woke Up In Love This Morning: He was hazy, half-asleep and incredibly comfortable and still half-lost in the most amazing dream. Five Reasons Xander Harris Hates Pete Wentz: If the Bandom'verse and the Buffy'verse all occupied the same 'verse, this is exactly what would have happened. red, red, gold: "Her name is Tasha Stark, and you won’t break her."

[http://archiveofourown.org/works/3172942] - - public:opalsong
extra:family, author:Morcai, type:prose, site:AO3, rating:pg-13, quality:whale, pairing:gen, length:chaptered, fanwork, fandom:KHR, extra:toPodfic, Extra:TimeTravel, extra:PTSD, extra:permissiongranted, extra:friendship, extra:FixIt - 16 | id:1528112 -

Thirteen is too young to gain eight years of memories that might come to pass--especially when you don't even know what to do with yourself in the present. But when the future is that bloody and dark, do you have any choice but to try to change it? He remembers the absolute agony of the doctors trying to save him, which finally sent him into blissful unconsciousness— —except he doesn’t remember any of that. Tsuna’s last memory is of putting his head down on his desk and falling asleep to the sound of the teacher’s droning, thirteen years old and tired of not understanding a word, not of being twenty-two and beloved and dying.

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