KHRween Day 1: Full Moon

Happy Halloween!!! Have some fem!Knuckle x fem!Verde

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Katekyou Hitman Reborn! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Skull/Verde (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!) Characters: Skull (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Verde (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!) Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Secret Relationship, Healthy Relationships, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Protective Skull, Protective Verde, Verde “I love you to the point of invention” Arcobaleno Series: Part 17 of everyone knows the stars come out at night Summary:

For the first time in a long, long time, Skull hopes.

Title: To Listen is to Love

Author: Raven Silversea

Rating: G

Pairing: Viper/Verde

Prompt: Storm Day: Mistaken Identity AU | Courting

Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - College/University, they're graduate students specifically, Established Relationship, Nonbinary Mammon | Viper, aquarium date

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It took ages to get everything together. Talking with their boss to get the day off, talking to Verde’s professors to make sure he has the day off from any labs or under-graduate lecture halls, double and triple checking Verde’s class schedule to make sure it didn’t magically change to having a class that day despite it being the same Monday/Tuesday/Thursday schedule it’s been all semester. The amount of side-eye Viper’s gotten from their boyfriend the past week or so could fill a pool.

Everything’s set though. Viper even has the tickets printed out, placed in a green folder, and in their messenger bag hanging by the door already. All that’s left is… waking Verde up.

Title: Verde's Terrible Post-Engagement Months

Author:LadyHallen

Rating: T

Pairing: Verde/Xanxus

Fandoms: KHR

Prompt: In response to Bookshop AU|Curses from @khrrarepairweek

Summary: Verde has Memory Problems, Xanxus has a missing Fiance and Reborn has a headache.

day 1 | genderbend | khr rare-pair week 2020 | fem!skull & fem!verde

it all started with chloroform and zombies

Title: it all started with chloroform and zombies Author: Shiro (TeitoxAkashi [AO3]/ seijuurouxryuu [tumblr]) Rating: T Pairing: Reborn/ Verde Event: @khrrarepairweek Prompts: Chloroform at 3 am| Pet/Shapeshifter AU Tags/Warnings: No Archive Warning

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It wasn’t weird to wake up to Verde asking for chloroform at 3am. No, it definitely wasn’t because it wasn’t the first time.

Lees verder

To Readjust

Series: Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Characters: Verde, Sawada Nana, Fon, Sawada Tsunayoshi

Relationship: Sawada Nana & Verde

Vday Mini-Event: Day One - Impossible

Summary:  Fon hints at an intriguing possibility.

Lees verder

Verde is the Best Body Disposal Option

Title: Verde is the Best Body Disposal Option

Author: Seito

Rating: T

Pairing: Reborn/Verde

Prompt: Storm [Body Disposal] for @khrrarepairweek

Tags/Warnings: Unreliable narrator, quiet pining, animal courting methods

Summary: When all else fails, Verde is the best body disposal option. (Or Verde is as dense as a brick, Reborn tries animal courting techniques and fails, and this is the world’s best (or worst) knock knock joke gone wrong.) 

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KNOCK KNOCK!

Verde groaned, head pounding in time with the knocking at his door. Who was visiting at- he fumbled for a clock - at 11pm at night? Wait… 11pm? He was sure it had been morning just a few- nevermind! What was important here was someone was visiting while he was in the middle of research!

He flung opened the door and there was Reborn. Verde scowled. “What do you want?” he asked.

What chaos would the World’s Greatest Hitman bring to his door this time?

“I needed a place to dispose a body,” Reborn said, gesturing the black bag at his feet. “And you said you needed fresh bodies.”

Verde stared at him. Genius, Inventor, and multiple doctorates and masters in several degrees, Verde was, beyond a doubt, one of the smartest people in the world. So he asked the very most excellent intelligent question in the world. “What?”

No one said his brilliant brain had to be functioning at 100% all the time though.

“I need a place to dispose a body,” Reborn repeated. “And you said you needed fresh bodies.”

“When did I say that?” Verde asked, racking his brain. There was nothing in his fuzzy recollection of memories that recalled such a conversation. In fact, when was the last time he even saw Reborn? Wasn’t it something about Luce? A party, baby shower(???), and the excellent alcohol. There was definitely alcohol involved.  

“You said you needed them ‘For Science!’” Reborn said in a dull tone. “Are you going take the body or am I going to have to call Fon?”

Drats. Now he was going to have to take the body. It was important. Very important if he said ‘For Science!’ even if he didn’t remember why he had said.

“Give it here,” Verde snapped, taking the body bag and slamming the door shut.

Now, where on earth could he stash this body?

-.-.-.-

KNOCK KNOCK!

“Newton’s Apple, who the hell is it- fuck it’s you Reborn,” Verde snapped, flinging open his door.

Reborn raised an eyebrow, another black bag at his feet. “So you don’t want another fresh body?”

Technically the first one was still in the freezer because Verde couldn’t remember what experiment he was going to run. “Give it here,” Verde snapped before slamming the door shut.

What the fuck was he going to do with two bodies?

-.-.-.-

KNOCK KNOCK!

“If you cause me to fail my experiment I will dissect- Why are you back here again Reborn?” Verde asked. It was beginning to become a pattern, a pattern Verde didn’t quite like.

Sure enough there was a black bag at Reborn’s feet.   

“Got another body,” Reborn stated, smug.

“I can see that,” Verde said, voice drier than a scorching desert.

“Not to your liking?” Reborn asked.

How was it this infuriating man managed to make even the simplest question sound mocking to Verde’s ears? “Just give it here,” Verde said, grabbing the bag and hauling it inside. He slammed the door shut, not letting another word pass from Reborn’s lips.

-.-.-.-

KNOCK KNOCK!

“I’m in the middle of-!” Verde scowled, pausing mid sentence.

Standing there, looking too much like a cat who got the cream was Reborn with yet another body bag. However, something was different. Namely the sparkly red bow on the top of the bag.

“What is this?” Verde asked, glaring at the offensive ribbon, practically willing it to catch fire.

“I thought I should start wrapping them up for you,” Reborn said. That smug look on his face only got worse, rubbing the wrong away against Verde’s skin.

“It’s already in a bag,” Verde said.

“It could be prettier,” Reborn said, miffed. As if… it was wrong that the body bag didn’t look pretty.

“It’s a dead body,” Verde deadpanned. Had all that chaos finally gotten to Reborn’s head? Had he snapped? (Verde didn’t need any more insane friends, he alone was enough of a mad scientist, thank you very much.)

He sighed, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Nevermind, just give it here,” he demanded. There was no point in trying to reason with Reborn. The chaotic energies he gave off was like poison to mind and eroded all logical reasoning.

Hmm…

Poison… Didn’t he have an experiment that tested how fast poison could interact with the body? Where did he put those notes?

He slammed the door shut.

-.-.-.-

KNOCK KNOCK!

“I don’t have time for this!” Verde flung open the door. His poison experiment was going splendidly. Who knew what kind of results would happen while he was looking away.

“I have another body,” Reborn announced.

“Good! I needed more test sub- what the fuck Reborn?” Verde asked, cutting off mid sentence.

Gone was the body bag. Instead, in an open wooden coffin that was standing next to Reborn, the dead body, pale and looking drained of blood, was covered from head to toe in flowers. Red roses to be exact. Was this some kind of performance art? Were the red roses to symbolize the blood Reborn had obviously drained? How conceited could he get?

Yes, yes, yes. World’s Greatest Hitman. The jerk didn’t have to rub it in Verde’s face all the time.

Reborn had opened his mouth to reply, but Verde cut him off. “There’s a limit to your obsession with death. This is morbid, even for you,” Verde accused. He reached out and grabbed the dead body and pulled it free from the bed of flowers.

“Now go away,” Verde said, shooing Reborn away. “Delicate experiment.”

He slammed the door shut.

-.-.-.-.-

KNOCK KNOCK!

“Did you bring me another body?” Verde asked, opening the door. He was almost done with his poison research! There were just a few more cases to try. He just needed another body or two to test on and since Reborn had been his only visitor lately, that had to be him.

It was Reborn.

But no dead body.

Verde felt a twinge of betrayal. No dead body? What was the point of Reborn coming here if there wasn’t a dead body?

Instead Reborn was just standing there, hands in his pocket. The infuriating smug look was still on his face, a sly smirk resting on his lips.

“Chaos, I am taking you out to dinner,” Reborn announced.

“I’m not hungry,” Verde snapped. “And if you don’t have a dead body, go away.”

Reborn raised an eyebrow. “You are as dense as a brick,” Reborn said.

Excuse me-?! The nerve!

“I tried to follow Fon’s advice to give you gifts,” Reborn continued. “Except you still didn’t notice. So we’re going with my plan A.”

“What are you talking about?” Verde asked, irritated.

Reborn pulled out a bundle of rope and the next thing Verde knew he was falling to the ground, tied up. “We’re going out to dinner. It’s a date. I’m not taking no for answer,” Reborn said, throwing Verde over his shoulder.  

Verde stared at him, running Reborn’s words over in his head again and again. … A date? A DATE? As in- a DATE?! Why would- that didn’t make any- Verde felt his brain break a little. So he asked the very most excellent intelligent question in the world.

“WHAT?!”

Well, no one said his brilliant brain had to be function at 100% all the time.

KHR Rare Pair Week 2K18 - Crossover Side (P5) | Lightning Day update

Pairing: Verde & Isshiki Wakaba

Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Gender Changes

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Thievery and Other Crimes

Title: Thievery and Other Crimes

Author: Lady Hallen

Pairing: Verde/Xanxus

Prompt: Fantasy AU/Superhero AU

Warnings: Superbi Squalo, Larceny, do not follow Verde, Improbable physics

Summary: The story of how Xanxus got Verde plutonium for his birthday.

AN: this is my entry for Lightning day for the @khrrarepairweek

Verde lived in a world where people could fly and sprouted new limbs every other week or so.

Since he wanted to protect himself (and maybe join the ranks of superheroes), he invented a time distortion device, capable of bending time around him just a little, so he had an advantage, no matter how miniscule.

Being the smartest man in the planet widened that miniscule advantage.

The problem came from…

“Come on, it’s just one break-in,” Verde said, not even trying to wheedle. Years of experience with Xanxus, Class A superhero and best friend told him what would happen if he started to whine. Xanxus hated whiners and had the tendency to shoot them first, ask why later.

“Trash,” Xanxus grunted, not even looking up from his wine bottle. “That’s what you said last time you dragged me to Russia to get yourself some enchanted moonshine from the enclave.”

The incident in question made Xanxus a superhero and elevated him immediately to Class A. Magical intoxication and fire powers do not mix well. Verde would appreciate what happened more if he could actually remember it. Unfortunately, all camera’s within one mile melted and all others beyond that were too blurry to distinguish anything.

Except fire. There was a lot of fire. And screaming.

“This is different,” Verde said, seating himself down and preparing for long haul. He needed plutonium and he would not stop until he convinced Xanxus. Fire powers were very good, but Xanxus made it better. He controlled heat, refracting the light and effectively making himself camouflaged.

Camouflage abilities were brilliant for breaking into secret government facilities. And fire powers for escape – except that would be for a last resort. He doesn’t actually want Xanxus to lose his license as an operating superhero.

“How exactly is it different?” Xanxus demanded, finally looking up from his wine bottle.

“I need it for real, Xan. Really need it. The Time Distorter won’t be finished without it,” he said. He could, of course, go into an exposition on what the Time Distorter really was, but judging by the level of liquid left in the bottle, Xanxus wouldn’t be in the mood to listen like he usually did.

Xanxus rolled his eyes and – no other word for it – snuggled into the bar stool.

Verde didn’t want to, but he was desperate. “Xan. A birthday gift. You owe me one.”

Xanxus surged up in indignation. “No. You don’t do this to me, you shitty scientist. I was in Antarctica, saving the penguins from a ship. It wasn’t my fault I didn’t finish in time for your birthday.”

“It was a great birthday,” he sighed, stealing Xanxus’s bottle. “My best friend just wasn’t there. It was a bit depressing.”

“Fuck you!” Xanxus roared. “ You’re an asshole. Did you want the penguins to die, is that it?”

Verde sniffed, dropping the act flawlessly. “No. But if you had me with you, then maybe you would have finished faster.”

Inexplicably, that shut up Xanxus’s cursing.

“Y - you,” Xanxus stammered. “You fucking idiot.”

Verde smiled at him. “You’re a great friend. Thanks, Xan!”

Xanxus spluttered in indignation.

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.

Area 51 was supposed to be a secret, a myth.

Not to Verde.

All the experiments that weren’t supposed to see the light of day were all stashed there in secret. So of course he knew some of them. Technically, a certain number of those experiments were his, but no one would ever hear that from him. He had a reputation to maintain.

Xanxus would be grumbling if it weren’t a stealth mission. He had that expression that warned people in the vicinity that he would start shooting soon if he didn’t get his hands on a bottle of vodka.

(Whatever dimension portals the bratva had the tendency to cook up, Verde couldn’t deny that they made amazing alcohol.)

Verde found the stock of plutonium near the back, not even protected very well. His felt offended on principle.

“This is offending me,” he whispered to Xanxus.

Xanxus rolled his eyes, looking fond even as he obligingly stepped closer to minimize risk of the camouflage falling.

“Stop fooling around and get it,” Xanxus whispered back.

Of course Xanxus couldn’t understand that he needed the liquid plutonium and not the solid, unrefined one. Unprocessed plutonium needed a lot of equipment to turn it liquid and Verde’s simple lab couldn’t do it. Or rather, he could get the machines to do it, but then he’d have the government breaking down his door again and that’s not the point.

A few more minutes of scanning for the right color of the liquid and Verde finally pocketed the samples just in time for the alarms to start ringing.

Xanxus cursed, grabbed Verde by the hand and started hauling himself up towards the window.

“Fuck this, fuck this friendship, I hate you,” Xanxus muttered under his breath, a litany of mumbling even as he pried the window open with his bare hands going red at the tips, the metal steaming slightly upon contact.

The gunshots start ringing and both of them ducked as a bullet ricochets near them.

“If we die here, I’m going to murder you,” Xanxus snarled.

Verde might be running on adrenaline at this point, but he ignored Xanxus – not a very good idea – and placed one drop of plutonium on his Time Distorter.

The device immediately started whirring and letting out a high pitched whistles. Both of them stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Verde’s only thought was that Xanxus’s eyes really weren’t red but a warm amber. Then time slowed down and he had the sense to start shoving Xanxus’s unresponsive body out the window.

A click, he could feel the device powering down, and time moved properly again.

Verde almost dropped into the concrete before Xanxus caught him in midair, the fire-powered propelling boots on his feet working like a charm.

“You-what-?” Xanxus started before shaking his head. “Your time shit working properly then?”

Verde nodded and started laughing.

“You magnificent bastard,” Xanxus said, tightening his grip on him as they flew off.

.

.

Verde officially became a superhero, licensed Class B, when he saved the mayor from getting thrown out of the window.

It’s not even part of any plan of his, and he’s just really in the wrong place. But when the glass starts to shatter, Verde had been in the office to submit his report and had the dubious pleasure of coming out as a superhero.

He didn’t have a problem with this, spontaneous was good. Spontaneous was great. Except…

“You shitty asshole,” Xanxus grouched from his sofa after breaking in. “You had your superhero coming out and you didn’t invite me.”

Xanxus was a good friend, but he was very bad for Verde’s stock of alcohol. It’s a good thing he hid the enchanted moonshine at the back of the pantry. He did not want a repeat of the Incident of The Melted Cameras in ‘87

“It wasn’t planned, don’t be stupid,” Verde said. “In fact, I can make a ruckus for you?”

Xanxus rolled his eyes and knocked back a shot.

Squalo, Superhero Class A with the ability to summon swords, smirked. Had been smirking since he helped Xanxus climb through the window.

“Xan, you can still help design the costume,” he said with that wicked grin that got hordes of his fangirls screaming. “You can add the skin tight pants and a lab coat. Maybe glasses too.”

Xanxus’ hold on the bottle tightened, the skin of his knuckles turning white. There was a delicate red flush climbing up his cheekbones and he glared at Squalo.

Verde was just confused. “Why skin tight pants? I understand the lab coat and the glasses. I can place in so many things with the proper materials into glasses.”

Xanxus took another shot while Squalo almost fell off the chair laughing.

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Of course, Verde’s confusion cleared up in the morning when Xanxus stumbled into the bathroom while Verde was brushing his teeth to vomit up half his stomach lining in the toilet bowl.

He was wiping his mouth while Xanxus rinsed out the taste with mouthwash, but for one moment, their eyes met again, just like at the warehouse. And Xanxus’s eyes were warm. Like…

Verde,smartest man in the world, lost any comparisons he could make.

Because the awareness that he had been attracted to his best friend since the day Xanxus shot up like a weed and grew his hair out had been thrumming at the back of his mind.

Xanxus saw that awareness in his eyes and smiled.

“Smartest man in the world,” Xanxus said with a huff.

He looked at Verde with those improbably warm eyes and he realized that yes, his best friend, was going to kiss him.

It’s a good thing he used mouthwash, was Verde’s last thought before his brain went quiet, the press of Xanxus’s mouth on his an improbably warm and soft sensation that shorted everything else out.