#KHR Imagines

[yanderederee]

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Tokyo Revengers

SlusheePreferences Headcanons - All

TomanBand Headcanons - multiple

StarGazing Ask - Mitarashi

PrettyBoy - Chifuyu Matsuno

Trying to Leave Him - Izana Kurokawa

Collateral - Takashi Mitsuya <yandere>

LibraryKisses - Manjiro Sano

ForeverYours - Manjiro Sano

Love,Manjiro - Manjiro Sano <nsfw>

Perfect - Manjiro Sano <nsfw/yandere>

Misguided Drabble- Manjiro Sano <ansgt>

I’mHere - Manjiro Sano <yandere>

Dear Dead, All Mine - Manjiro Sano <yandere>

FragileDearest › Baji x Tutor!Reader Series

Burn it Down - Baji Keisuke <yandere prompt>

CaughtOffGuard - Baji Keisuke <nsfw>

Nightmares - Baji Keisuke <angst>

Teasing - Baji Keisuke

SocialCues - Baji Keisuke <comfort>

Rest - xTimeskip Baji Keisuke <comfort>

Neurodivergent!Reader Ask - Baji Keisuke

Wind Breaker

TummyAche - Hiragi Toma

Orange Theory - Bofurin

Negai no Astro / Astro Royale

OnStage - Kuran Yotsurugi

Kuroko no Basket

LittleSnack - Atsushi Murasakibara

PurpleRosesxCandyRain - Atsushi Murasakibara <nsfw>

Katekyo Hitman Reborn

MeantToBeMine - Gokudera Hayato <yandere prompt>

*WORKSINPROGRESS…

*most posts are written in Fem!Reader perspective …

*please reference my Intro Post of extra information

[rebornologist]

Hello~ may I request the dirty talk headcanons for Dino, Hibari and Xanxus? Thanks in advance♡

Squalo is a bonus bc I think someone dropped an ask including him in my inbox and I banished it...... alas, might as well bc the rest of the characters overlapped w/ this ask. Thank you for asking me to write the most embarrassing blocks of text in my LIFE

♡ Dirty Talk w/ Dino, Hibari, Squalo, & Xanxus ✧

warnings: nasty. nsf/t. I genuinely get so embarrassed writing these bc nah wtf is this. breeding. swearing. praise. degradation. D/s dynamics. Xanxus is rude as hell.

✧ Dino Cavallone

He’s a sweetheart through and through pleaseeee he is very well-mannered, would never engage in any kind of degradation, only has the sweetest praises, and has an interesting.. thing about cum.

“Nngh.. haahh.. baby please, you’re gonna make me cum if you don’t stop-fuck!” His chest heaves, breathing ragged as he tenses, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut as his orgasm crashes over him. He’s left panting, legs feeling wobbly, and seeing stars in the edges of his vision as he cups your face and leans in for the sweetest kiss.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊

“Tell me how much you want it.. how much you want my cum.. how you want me to put a baby in you, pleasepleaseplease yesyesyes,” he picks up the pace slightly as he chases that high, firmly rutting them into you, deep and unrelenting, as if he was actually trying to achieve what he was babbling about. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, letting out a breathy whine as he scrambles to unwrap your legs from around his waist. His hips stutter as he moves to hook his arms under your legs and push your knees down into a mating press. He wants nothing more in that moment than to ensure that he spills himself as deep in you as he can, because he likes to keep his promises, of course.

✧ Hibari Kyoya

I am biased b/c my favourite take on Hibari (next to acearo Hibari) is the one who’s secretly a service top in disguise. One who shows tough love, but has mellowed out with age and is fairly domestic (though still quite icy) at the end of the day. Taking his affinity for the small, often overlooked, but resourceful creatures, and extending that to what he likes in his partners. Something about being called, “little one”, by him... drools.

He often takes on quite the authoritative tone, and it’s literally the sexiest thing I’m sosorry y’all. Hibari is initially not as talkative, fairly quiet during sex, aside from giving instructions, and some small comments and mostly matter-of-fact statements. He can and will be convinced to include more praise and/or degradation in the bedroom, though it confuses him at first. He doesn’t understand why his partner would want him to purposefully shit talk them, and he was sure that he praises them enough, straightforwardly, when appropriate. It finally clicks when he sees how they absolutely melt for a simple “good pet,” or how they tense and squirm for him when he calls them a “pathetic hole, so desperate to be filled.”

“Patience, dove..” He mumbles, barely above a whisper, as he finishes tying off the last of the restraints. You’re already leaking and dripping down your thighs for him in the build up, the anticipation swimming laps in the pit of your stomach. The way he speaks as if nothing’s happened just makes you ache more.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊

“Do you want it? Hmmpf. Tell me what you want. Use your words,” is closest he will get to cooing at you, when he’s firmly demanding that you explicitly describe just how you want him, encouraging the most obscene words to spill from your trembling lips. A calloused hand grabs you by the jaw, turning your head to face him and look him in the eyes, and you feel your face burning in embarrassment.

✧ Superbia Squalo

Cocky bastard. Has no shame. Ego through the roof. You know this guy talks.

“D’ya like that? Yeah? Yeah, I can tell- fuck, the way you squeeze around me when I do this.. you gonna cum? Gonna make a mess, huh?” He exhales in such a way that it’s almost a chuckle, grinning ear to ear as he watches you squirm under him and reach your peak, not stopping what he’s doing until you’re twitching and tearing up, begging him to stop because you’re too sensitive to bear it anymore.

"Too much? You didn't think it'd be too much when you were rubbing me so desperately through my pants, huh? Open that smart mouth for me, darling." You hate that the only times he uses pet names is to mock you, and you hate that you're too holes-for-brains to do anything but obey when he gets sassy with you.

✧ Xanxus

Not much of a talker, and honestly is usually pretty rude. The only times he really says much is if you specifically ask him to talk dirty to you. If you don’t ask for it ahead of time, he’s very much a guy who speaks just to give instructions, and maybe warn you that he’s gonna bust.. and to prepare yourself for round two.. and three.. and f-

“Shut up, fuck.. lift your ass up.. ngh, finally making yourself useful,” he grumbles as he roughly fills you again, calloused hands gripping your waist roughly, sure to leave bruises tomorrow morning. “A bunny for breeding, is what you are..”

୨୧ ⁺˳₊

“Cum,” he instructs, short nails digging into the plush of your hips as he moves you, dragging you over his cock. “Right fuckin’ now, or else.” And you do. You shake in his hold and your walls spasm around him, because it feels so damn good, and because you know that if you don’t follow his command, he won’t give you another chance to reach your own high.

[who1ssheesh]

With every touch

Hot take: in contrary to a popular opinion, people do consider xanxus' scars ugly. not you though - with every touch you heal a broken man.

just a rambling about his scars without a plot idk

Warnings: kinda short but i put my soul in it; huge UNAPOLOGETIC OOC, i wanna see my man happy at least once; 100% wrong grammar, english is not my native; no beta we die like tyl tsuna

Note: they always portrait xanxus' scars as something hot, but there is probably a reason he doesn't like'em, huh? In short, not-so-popular opinion that people tend to be terrified of a huge man with ugly scars

Oh, that man...My battered, cruel man.

At first Xanxus was furious to even look at himself in the mirror. Every of them probably was shattered and he felt so too. Windows curtained, lights off - he avoided any possibility of seeing himself until Superbia had to beat some sense into his boss.

His father left him tainted, how could he? Always reminded being number two, number two, a nuisance, a mistake. A reminder of a ruined life that he can never fix.

Not only that, Xanxus started noticing that people...didn't like them, to say the least. Xanxus being Xanxus, he at some point likes it (coping? question mark?) since he enjoys to be feared and respected, you can't take that away from him, but he was still young and impressionable when he got them.

Like what, he got frozen at 16 and got rescued still having the same mentality? He was...not a child but not an adult either.

Civilians tend to side eye him. You don't have to be smart to know such scars are not an accident and he is not some fucking florist, y'know what I mean? It is a branding of a life he lives and the one that will kill him one day.

His whole body - and in every way too fucking visible place - deformed with the thick layer, it feels as if his skin was melting at some point. It's rough, harsh and bumpy to the touch but Xanxus couldn't give more shit since he can't even feel those.

He doesn't like to touch his face and not feel anything, cause scars are so fucking deep

And it is an ironic cycle - Xanxus gets angry at those scars, and they get bigger, and he gets even angrier-

He hates his father so much.

Oh yeah, for some reason we all consider Xanxus as a womanizer but hear me out he is very selective because he is proud to an unhealthy manner

He would fuck some annoying lesser boss' wife to humiliate him, fight me on this take

Probably tried to have several sugar babies and random one night stands

Tried

None of them mentioned it out loud but he could notice their...disgust? Xanxus would light like a match instantly - he is fucking Xanxus, how dare they?

how dare they remind him what a mistake he is?

Xanxus gets black-out drunk while cleaning his weapon way too much and considers this his life. Who needs feelings and others anyway?

His past shape him, so he will live at least out of spite. Every scar reminds him of why he was hated by a man he thought as a father - too furious, too dangerous, too ambitious.

So be it.

But then there is you...

Xanxus likes your cheeks. You could never tell that though, since he is very distant, but they are so...soft. Untouched. He will touch them rarely, covering with "you pig got some dirt on your face"

He will get furious if anyone dares to leave even the smallest scar on your body. And we're not talking about just angry but "blind rage" angry. He won't let you live through mafia experience the way he did. It can be even "ouch, he scratched me while trying to capture" - he doesn't care. Even this slight scar still has a memory of your capture left on you body

He knows you're strong even if you have never held a gun in your hand - that's why you're his in the first place. But man has some unresolved issues, m-kay?

But his hickeys and marks are okay. That little-little hypocrite.

They were left meaning his deepest emotions though, right?

The touch moment happens - surprise - not during sex. It's a random kiss in the cheek. It's when you cling to his arm as if it doesn't look like fresh from the meat grinder.

You touch his skin so softly as if this man is not forged through pain and blood

They say severe scar skin is so thick it cannot feel anything - and so thought Xanxus about himself - anymore, but why does he feel like he is burning every time you do that?

With every touch Xanxus melts

His past shapes him, he says. But doesn't define him, you add.

Every scar shows strength and is a reminder of how strong your man is. He is still here and - very gladly - keeps fighting (even when he shouldn't)

With every touch Xanxus melts until one day this huge man bends down to put his head on your shoulder, his scarred cheek touching yours.

He hugs you. And you kiss this very cheek, finding peace in his warmth and bitter - but oh so dear smell - of alcohol and gunpowder

[what-the-fic-khr]

Hibari for earl grey and chai tea pls

hiiii anon!!! all good, thank you! weeeee everyone suddenly wants to know how they spice up their relationships lol. but these were fun, thank you!!

character/s: tyl!hibari kyoya, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

word count: —

warnings: the second one is intentionally written to come off suggestive in the narration and dialogue lol

prompt: tea prompts (coffee, chai tea)

coffee; do they get jealous easily? how do they show it?

hah. ha. well, not in the most… convenient way…? not that he’s ever had to worry about his partner cheating on him or being unfaithful, and usually walking around publicly as Hibari Kyoya’s partner you’d skip a lot of people trying to hit on you. but I think he’d still get… unnecessarily…. competitive? he knows he’s stronger, he knows he’s better, this other person can eat shit. it’s all very stupid truthfully lmfao

Their nervousness was getting worse the longer this conversation went on. You were trying to steer it into something that would help comfort him, but Kyoya’s presence was like a wall. Unmoving, unfaltering.

“Oh, the time…” You looked up at Kyoya for a moment. “You’ve got to go, don’t you?”

Kyoya nodded once. “Yes. A meeting.” Your expression flattened when he held the other’s gaze evenly. “A Guardian meeting.”

The flaunting of his title seemed to work a bit, because the man you’d been talking to flinched a little. You could almost hear Kyoya snort in amusement over the reaction, so you grabbed his arm, tightly.

“You should get going, then. Don’t want to be late.”

“It’d be a shame if someone held me up, huh.”

“O-Oh! I’ll let you get to it then, Sir!” You smiled warily as the man in front of you bowed his head and left with a quiet goodbye in your direction, waving.

Once he was gone you turned to smack Kyoya’s arm before doing it again for good measure. “What’s wrong with you? Cut it out.”

“It’s kind of funny, isn’t it? I wonder how they’ve survived this long.”

You turned him and forced him down the hall with a loud noise. “You’re like a mafia anomaly to these people. Stop scaring people for no reason.”

“They’re scared because they know I’m stronger.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

chai tea; how do they spice up their relationship?

right. so, you’d know how to fight already by his standards. I think for shits and giggles he’d just give you his weapons. just let you go to town learning them, and I bet he’d probably think that’s soooooo attractive, sooooooo cool and sexy. he’s a stickler for the rules (the ones he likes following, at least) so he wouldn’t do anything too reckless, but fighting is right up his alley, so letting your learn with something apart of him is the way he’d go about it

“Harder!”

You seemed to do well, getting yelled at and commanded into things, because your next swing at the dummy took the wooden head off it’s stiff shoulders, letting the heavy ‘thunk’ echo in the training room.

“Yeah!” You threw your hands up, gripping his tonfa tightly. “Got his stupid ass head off!” You turned to grin at him, eyes wide and sparkling. Chest heaving with adrenaline from training. Very clearly expecting praise.

Kyoya sighed softly, head tilting, but he watched you with amusement. He waved a hand at you, instructing you to come closer, and you came immediately.

Once close enough, he lifted a hand to pet you on the head once. “Good job. Now go destroy the others and I’ll give you a reward.”

The way you visibly lit up, practically vibrating with excitement, was almost endearing. He waved you off and you ran off with a laugh, lifting up a tonfa threateningly. They looked good in your hands.

[khreborns]

Hiii! I don’t usually make requests that often so sorry if it’s a little vague. Would you be willing to write cuddling hcs for Tsuna, Gokudera, and Yamamoto with their s/o?

╰┈➤     (✿˵•́ ૩•̀˵)৴♡*    Hello ! Hello ! There's nothing to apologize for, thank you for starting us with something cute.

.𖥔 ˖ PAIRING  :  y / n × Tsuna, y / n × gokudera,  y / n × takeshi. gender neutral & TYL setting. .𖥔 ˖ WARNING  : Pre-establish relationships, just a very slight mentions of NSFW under gokudera.  No beta reading, might have clerical errors

.𖥔 ˖  SAWADA, TSUNAYOSHI. .ᐟ.ᐟ

━━━ Tsunayoshi's shyness never did retire, it goes on crippling him back to when he's just a middle schooler with a dreadful sort of all consuming crush. With clammy hands and heart beating against his chest - he could have sworn you'd hear it , feel the sweat a top his skin and when you do feel his discomforts, ( his body too warm, him breathing too hard . . . whatever self-conscious thing that worms its way into his head ) he's sure to see your face contorting in disgust. BUT you never do. You embrace him a little closer and he scrunches his nose in relief.

You'll learn quick that Tsunayoshi holds you too carefully, arms hesitantly wrapped around you, stiff with shaky breaths, but unwilling to leave all the same. His eyes are often shut tight, holding his breath until you squeeze a gentle reassurance into him, lulled into your comfort. He's happiest with you, safest with you, wants to be like this forever with you.

I think Tsunayoshi ends up with a severe case of night terrors, what can I say? The trauma got to him! For a long while, he couldn't really sleep properly, but having you there sure eased those fears.

He'll find himself seeking that special space beside you more often than he'd like to admit if only because he thinks he's bothering you. ( Is he being childish? unmanly? do you hate that? was he being too clingy? god forbid! ) - he could never verbalize this need but you'll sure see it in his face, just the way he looks at you, you know ? Can I hold you?

You are Tsunayoshi's charging station, his favorite place to be. Home becomes the space between your arms. & he'll hold you a little too desparately sometimes, like the first breath you take after drowning.

.𖥔 ˖  GOKUDERA, HAYATO. .ᐟ.ᐟ

━━━ He had read about it, the benefits of cuddling. He tells you unprompted and whether or not you knew about it hardly really mattered, he couldn't just say it straight could he ? It'll 'boost immunity' , it's a 'good stress management' , It promotes sleeps, just so you know. He says one time, face drawn crumpled into an embarrassed displeasure, like he's angry at you . . . but you should know better by now.

Gokudera is neurotic ; he thinks of all the awful scenarios before anything else and a simple hug, unless absolutely perfect, could lead into unknown perils and disasters. It has to be perfect! He has to do it right! But he's clumsy above all else and even as an adult he remains inane when it comes to the matters of the heart. How do you do it? The perfect partner, lover. There's no instruction guide for that, is there?

So there he is, rigid against your arms, rigor mortis stage of death, he's supposed hug you back! He knows about this! But he isn't breathing and his eyes are drawn wide with fright. ( Where you suppose to feel this comfortable? where you suppose to feel this good ? ) When he finally moves to embrace you, you'll find his hugs tight and needy, don't go - stay. All over again, he feels uncool. This is not a perfect hug but when you move closer, snuggle into him just as enthusiastically as he had been, he feels all his worries melt away.

Ah, but he doesn't like that he's greedy - cuddles always lead to one thing and another, makes him want a kiss, to hold you longer, maybe, maybe just feel you a little more.

Gokudera would likely , vividly remember every little thing about you — the way you feel against his skin, how you smell, how you sounded... seared into his cranium. So! he's obsessed, you should have seen that coming!

.𖥔 ˖  YAMAMOTO, TAKESHI. .ᐟ.ᐟ

━━━ Quick to heave you close! Takeshi's shyness lay just beneath his inclination to keep you near, he had always been predisposed to touch . . . you'd noticed long before you've gotten together, how he'd linger just a little bit too close, loiter in your space and stall just to stay there, more often than not his habits are thoughtless, never preemptive, always just an unanticipated impulse. ( but there you would be, apprehended into a comfortable embraced, squeezed just enough to remember how you both have bodies, how you feel against his. He'd be red faced, blushing peachy pink like he isn't the perpetrator of this crime - and even if you aren't a hugger, you'd think it isn't too bad, you also found out Takeshi has a sway on people, he has a sway on you too. )

You might think it's sly, when he's able to settle into you urbanely, charmed smile across his face and hands along the dip of your hips. He's shy, really, he is! With his heart tapping across his chest lamely, nervously . . . ! but he knows where his body should go, knows where to hold you just right. Knows to ask - "can I?" - "May I?" , knows to kiss you thank you when you grant him affection. There's nothing clever about this, nothing methodical in spite of what it may seem, he feels clumsy and he's in love. He doesn't know what to do with himself really.

He's unwilling to let you go. (It's childish he knows.) but once you're caught, he'd wished for you to stay there - just a little bit longer, a little bit more. Takeshi feels he's a bit too self-indulgent, like he's being too greedy, but self-restraint is difficult when you feel just right, when you allow him to be eager and humor his troublesome self. A kiss follows and another and another, he's smiling through it, likes to murmur your name smothered with i love yous.

Forgive him for being overwhelmed. He'd be very dog coded when it comes to his partner, very enthusiastic . . . to say the least.

[variahq]

I need some more headcannons for Skull and Enma!! I think they are so silly together and I just to always need to consume them and their dynamic!!

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING THE FIRST ASKER AND BEING PART OF THE SUPPORT HERE AHHHH TwT

AND YES, MORE EARTH BABY AND CLOUD BABY LOVE AHHHH!!✨❤️💜

Skull and Enma headcanons:

I headcanon that the way they met was that Skull actually didn't think much about Enma. He just truly stumbled upon the Simon Famiglia.

But... What really got Skull's attention was how Enma seemed so open and carefree with as many unorthodox folks like Skull himself (as the Simon aren't really your conventional mafia legion either).

At first Skull thought this was just gonna be business type of relationship when he partnered with Enma and Simon for the Watch battles.

But the kid grew on Skull... unadmittedly.

After the end of the Watch battles. Skull actually treated Enma and Simon to a fancy and celebratory dinner even if they didn't win. What mattered was to have fun as a team ultimately. (Even if Skull actually did want to win.)

Skull thought that this was the actual end of their relations.

But he called Enma from time to time check on the kid, unadmittedly. - Heck, they even started to either hang out with Simon or just invite Enma for a hang.

Soon.... They became like teacher and student, and, bestest of friends.

Enma actually was always fond of Skull, as Skull seemed SUPER BADASS to Enma for being a baby who knew wicked Evel Knievel skills.

Enma was sort of disheartened at first when they felt Skull didn't want to be friends with them at first.

But Enma became so happy when he started to get frequent calls from Skul, visits from Skull, and just invitations to just hang and chill.

Skull, unadmittedly, liked to spoil Enma whenever he came to visit. Always either a souvenir, a gift, or even a token of significance to either teach Enma or create meaning like a memory with.

Actually... In the original future timeline, Enma was truly devastated when Skull died.

In honour of Skull, Enma madeit COMPUSLORY for all the Simon and their troops to learn bike skills and to just be naturally inept thrill seekers.

Enma actually learned to do some wicked skills himself as they got older, owning a Harley even.

They kept Enma's piercing chain as a keychain to always remember them, and Enma of course kept Skull’s piercings as keepsakes*

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ahhh...

That's all I could come up with for now ><

But again, thank you so much @rai-dai❣️✨⭐️

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I'm giving ya these choice of usernames for free!!!!

@cloudarco

@cloudarcobaleno

@enmakozatos

@earthring

Really fine with just giving these with no conditions.

Again, THANK YOU SO MUCH AND DO DM ME IF INTERESTED! ❣️❣️❣️✨💖💖💖💞💕😭

[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. reborn x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. deep down you already had the feeling and knew that something bad is going to happen as you watched how he left because of an apparent business trip. the feeling that told you, you'll never see him again. yet you're going to put your trust into him, because he promised he will come back no matter what .

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~2.1k .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. hurt with comfort. f!reader. HEAVILY , HEAVILY , HEAVILY INSPIRED BY DETECTIVE CONAN. scratch this cuz it's detective conan au guys. I'm choking on tears but this isn't even angst. be prepared to be disappointed < / 3

　“CIAO, Belladonna.”

And not a second passed before you turned to the man who appeared out of nowhere it seems. You immediately sprung up to your feet with an angered expression and walked up to him, letting the pigeons who surrounded you fly away in all directions, but you didn't care at the moment. Not if that bastard came back once again after leaving you with no message or note.

"Now, now. What's with the upset face? That doesn't suit you at all, Belladonna."

"Reborn..!" instead of slapping his hand away, you grabbed onto his wrist. "You... disappeared again without any further notice. For days! Do know how worried I was? You broke your promise..!"

"I did say no promises."

Your lips quivered, your eyes sank to the floor. Even though you had a tight grip around his wrist, but it shines like it didn't hurt him at all. A shadow casted across your face, your [h/c] hair fell into your view and it took everything to stop the burning sensation in your eyes. "Don't you..." you voice cracked causing you to pause for a moment, "...care about me?"

It was a mere whisper. His reply left his lips real fast. As if it was an automatic one. "Of course I do." he said. Nonetheless, it didn't satisfy you and your worries that are eating eating you up from the inside, so you still didn't look at him, not daring to. "Of course I care about you." he said. You'll never know if he spoke the truth or if it's a simple lie. Because this is Reborn, we're talking about.

The man who would step into your life completely unforeseen. The same man who would disappear as soon as he gets spotted. You hate it. You hate him. You hate how he invaded your life. And you hate how he leaves your life. As if you were nothing more than a puppet. As if you both weren't friends since primary school. It's not like he can kick you out of his life now.

"Make it up."

"How?"

A huff escaped your mouth as you calmed yourself down. He was just a man. What can he do? Eventually, you lifted your head again and folded your arms with an irritated expression. The furrow in your eyebrows told him that he definitely screwed up after he asked that one question, that one word. But what did he do wrong now? He really needs to make this up to you, because you just sighed in disappointment.

"Tomorrow..." you started, your pretty features softened for the moment, "is monday."

"Hmm?"

"So you really did forget." it hurt how this affected you, that he forgot. And it certainly hurt for him to see you so upset because of him. "You promised you would take me out and spend time with me."

Right. There was something he totally forgot. How can the world's greatest hitman forget such an important date? The missions are biting back hard. It was his own fault now, after all, he messed up and made you more upset than you already were. "Well what did I expect, you bastard." he must make it up to you. "We'll see each other tomorrow! At the cinema at seven pm."

With that your back turned to him as you began to walk away from the scene, making your way home. You shoved your hands into your pocket, huffing and sighing all the way before you remembered something. You glanced back to him and spat, "if you forget it again, I'll beat your ass personally, Reborn!" if you only knew that he was some kind of hitman in shady business.

"Don't follow me...." he stopped in his tracks, "and excuse yourself by saying you're just making sure I will get home safely!"

He's going to do it anyway. It's not like you'll catch him.

─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─

　"—Lord, give me patience before I beat his ass up."

While standing there with crossed arms, you tapped with your foot against the floor serveral times, waiting for a man. It's been a little more than fifteen minutes now. Maybe something happend or maybe he forgot once again. The giddy feeling and excitment which built up while you did your make up at home already vanished in thin air, and you even chose your prettiest outfit.

"Belladonna."

You spun around to see Reborn, yet you got surprised by a bouquet of flowers. Lily of the valley, to be specific. And god, they were beautiful. "I'm sorry for my lateness due to something inconvenience." he apologized, watching how you slowly accepted those flowers. Your gaze softened up as you wrapped your arms around those, not too tight because you feared you would crush them.

"It's okay..." you murmured before looking to the cinema again. "Let's get in."

Quietly, you walked into the cinema as Reborn held the door open for you to enter. "Thanks." you said. "I already have a movie in mind. It's a sad one." You showed him the tickets you reserved with a grin. "But don't expect me to be your shoulder to cry on, yes?" at that, he only began to let out an amused chuckle, shaking his head.

"How do you feel after stealing my words, you thief?"

"Shut up, crybaby."

"Not until the movie begins."

With that, he returned your glare with a subtle smirk.

At the end, you sat there. Next to him. The bride of the movie got rushed out to the hospital after drinking her poisoned favorite drink as the police investigated the crime scene. You feared that the groom was the one who put poison into her can of lemon tea. But you also hoped he wasn't the one since he was the groom and should've protected her with his life, not harm his own wife.

And how right you were. The groom admitted everything. He tried to kill her only to take revenge on her father, who was the one and only chief inspector. The revenge was all about the death of his own mother. His mother would have made it, if this chief inspector send her into the hospital right after the car crash, but the he didn't see her and followed the criminal who used the opportunity to run away.

SLAP !

Your eyes widened as the best friend slapped him across the face. She was crying, yelling at him that the bride knew his past. That the bride knew he was using her to take revenge. Because as they got together, she was reminded of her first true love and she did a background check up, then finding out about the horrible incident. Yet she stayed by his side for one simple reason, he was her first true love.

Tears were streaming down your cheeks as you sobbed quietly, trying not to disturb anyone else. While you were crying your heart out, Reborn had his arms crossed and wore a stupid blank face on his face. Out of nowhere, a white tissue fell into your sight and your gaze went to Reborn who sat next to you. Your eyes met his.

"Crybaby." he mouthed.

And damn. You had no heart to argue with him and didn't bother to deny it, thanking him quietly before wiping your tears away. The groom began to regret everything after he found out that the bride drank the poison on purpose, hoping it would satisfy his anger. You blinked. Ah, the credits are rolling already. What happend to the bride? What happend at the end?

─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─

　"Reborn."

The two of you were walking to your house. It was dark already, the moon shone calmly down on the earth and the silence was comfortable between you. Your gaze sank to the floor as he lifted his head to the moon. You heard how he hummed after you called out his name. "If you were in the groom, would you have poisoned your soon-to-be wife?" you mentioned the movie.

"No, I won't marry someone I don't love." he answered without hesitation before adding, "I probably would've killed that chief inspector myself."

"But what if..."

"I still won't marry someone I don't love."

"And I said what—" he interrupted you.

"I only intend to marry one woman. And one woman only."

Hearing his words made your eyes widen. A blush painted your rosy cheeks as you immediately looked up to him, yet he still watched the moon. "Because I love her. I marry because I love. And if I do, I would never cause her any harm on purpose." he continued. The back of your mind screamed the answer, letting you think he meant you. Nonetheless, you also don't want to get your hopes up.

"We reached your house."

Both of you stopped in your tracks, now standing infront of the entrance of you house. "Already?" your mood fell swiftly. You got your keys out and opened the door. "Even though we only watched a movie today, it was fun. The movie was good and I cried my heart out." you stepped into your home and turned to him. "So I probably will forgive you. Don't get your hopes up though!"

Reborn didn't dare to say anything yet, choosing to stay silent while observing your features. The dried tears and some left over trail of your mascara, even though you tried your hardest to make it less visible. Your eyes were slowly getting red and puffy from crying. "Reborn?" you broke the silence after a while of waiting.

"Belladonna, we won't see each other for a while."

It came down like a bomb, making you a bit startled and frozen on spot.

"Pardon?"

"You heard me. We won't see each other for a while."

Something told you that it wasn't in fact »for a while«. Something told you that it was in fact forever.

As soon as he turned his back to you, you rapidly stepped a bare foot out of the house, grabbing onto the sleeve of his suit. "W-What do you mean?" you asked while stuttering, your grip tightened around the sleeve. You were desperate. Desperate for an answer. Because you feared you won't see him ever again. "What do you... mean by that?" you choked a little.

The silence he returned made you more nervous and upset.

"Please answer, Reborn." you plead. "Please..."

A tear glided down your cheek. And he knew even with his back turned to him. It hurt. For you and for him. You felt how he tried to remove his sleeve out of your grip but you didn't let him, now grasping his wrist. "Please answer." you plead once again and gulped down the big lump in your throat. "Please." your voice got quieter as you furrowed your eyebrows. The silence broke you.

"You're so unfair..." first stab into his heart.

"You're so fucking unfair." second stab into his heart.

"You're so selfish." the third stab hurt more than the first and second one. "Don't you care about my feelings?! I'm always sick worried about you! We're friends since childhood! Heck—I don't even know if you consider our relationship as friends! Am I the only one?! Am I that blind?! It's so unfair!—"

He can't tell you yet. Not about the mafia. Not about the arcobaleno curse. Not yet.

Your voice only got muffled as he pulled you in for a hug. Your desperate calls and screams got quieter and quieter. And you broke down. Tears streamed down your face as you tightly gripped onto his suit, sobbing loudy against his chest. "You're so... unfair." you said. The time went by, your cries turned into hiccups and eventually, he spoke up.

"Please put your trust in me a little longer." he whispered. "I'll tell you everything when I come back."

"Promise me..."

"I can't."

"Well, what can you promise me then?" you huffed and pushed him back after using his shoulder to cry on. "You won't even come back..."

"I will come back." his black eyes told you he was serious. "It's a promise. For sure."

You couldn't help but huff at that. That man. You pressed your thumb over your lips before using the same finger which was painted with red lipstick to wipe over his lips.

"That's a promise, Reborn."

A pretty smile graced over your lips as if you were watching your masterpiece. He only sighed out. That sigh turned into a chuckle while he smirked at your action. Reborn turned his back to you and began to walk away. No see you, because he isn't sure when you'll see you each other again in his current condition. No good bye, because he will make sure to meet you again in his adult form.

You just watched him get away. Your doubt that he'll come back died down, because you trust him. Because he promised.

God, he promises himself he will confess his love for you. He promises to kiss you. Until then—

“Till we meet again, [name].”

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a/n's note — THOUGHT IT WOULD COME OUT A LOT BETTER, BUT NO. noticed how he only called you by your name at the end?

[dreamywander]

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[ciaossu-imagines]

Tsuna and the guardians.... what do you think their primary love language is, out of the 5?

Oh my gosh, I cannot say how much I love this question! I definitely really think love languages are important! I loved pondering this question and hope you enjoy, anon! Thanks so much for this!

I personally think Tsuna's love language is definitely a mix of acts of service and words of affirmation, as a giver. He likes to feel like he can do things for those he loves and be of use to them and though he never dishes out compliments like they're going out of style, he actually tends to say some really sweet, insightful, and reassuring things every now and then that can make his loved ones feel so special and so valued as people. Receiving though, he's all about those words of affirmation. Even years and years into the future, he's still going to feel, in parts of his mind, like 'no-good Tsuna' and hearing a compliment or hearing how much he means to people, it really makes him feel just so safe and so secure.

Gokudera gives love through gift-giving and acts of service. It's not that he's materialistic or trying to 'buy' love...it's just that in giving something, whether it be a physical something or something he can do for the other person...it makes him feel needed. And feeling needed by someone else feels so good and so stable for him; it gives him reassurance he doesn't admit to needing often that he's irreplaceable in a way and that he makes the other person's life better instead of worse, like he sometimes fears. Receiving love though...just give this boy so much quality time. The more of someone's undivided, one on one time and attention he gets, the safer he feels, the more walls he lets down, the more valuable he feels.

I think, and I've mentioned this before in other imagines, but Yamamoto, as a giver, definitely falls into the physical touch love language. He's a touchy feely person by nature and quite physically affectionate even just with friends and even more so in romantic relationships. It's just an innate part of who he is and it's how he shows platonic, familial and romantic love. Receiving, I would also put his love language as physical touch tied with acts of service. Even just an impromptu high five or a calming hand on his shoulder...something about just feeling another person's physical presence and knowing they are there calms and centers him.

Ryohei will do anything for his loved ones. You know you are loved and important to Ryohei in just how quickly he will be there to do stuff for you, whether you ask him to or not because acts of service is how he cares for those he loves. He likes to feel like he's a strong man, capable of caring for those he treasures, and he does this through protecting them, through doing things with them or for them and trying to make things easier on them. Receiving, I think he's a mixture of quality time and acts of service in that he does enjoy being taken care of but will feel the most cared for when those he loves actively spend time with him, especially if that time is spent doing something he loves, especially if he knows it's not something they would normally do or enjoy, because it shows that they truly care about making him happy and being a part of his life and hobbies and passions.

Lambo, both giving and receiving, is firmly in the gift-giving love language. He adores and feels thought of and seen whenever someone surprises him with a gift, even if it's as small as his favourite candy or drink, and is not shy about returning the favour whenever he can. He will gladly share what he has with his loved ones because it makes both of them feel good in his mind. Having friends or a lover and being able to give them as much as he gets from them, both physically, mentally and emotionally - it makes him feel happy in a way that he can't quite describe and fills his emotional bank like nothing else.

Okay, but Hibari hates most people and as he considers his time and his presence to be important things, not readily given to just anyone. He's not an expressive man, but you will know Hibari cares about you in some way if he gives you his time and shows up because there are precious few people he deigns worthy of either, making his love language as a giver quality time. Receiving, oddly enough, giving him a gift (just without making it too showy or too big a deal) will get him in a way he doesn't quite understand and especially so if it's something hand-made that you put obvious care and time into.

Mukuro is a really odd one. He pretends a lot that he doesn't care and his acts of love are hidden under snark or his sometimes rather poor actions but if you look really closely, you do see that providing, in any way, is how Mukuro lets slip who he truly cares about and his love language, as a giver is an odd mix of acts of service and gift-giving. Meanwhile, to make him feel loved...simply be there by his side and serve him. Quality time and people's attention and devotion make him feel important, needed, seen and give him reasons to keep living, quite honestly.

Chrome almost compulsively needs to be of use to others. It does stem a lot from how she grew up and how she came to be who she is. If she cannot be of use, if she cannot perform acts of service for those she cares about, she feels lost and just not good enough because it is how she feels safe in any relationship and feels like she can make those she cares about happiest. She doesn't often have a lot of acts of service done for her, but those she does have done are also what makes her feel most loved because it's how her mind and soul understand love.

[reborn-imagines-redux]

Uhh...hey! Could I request a scenario for Byakuran proposing to his so?

this man could do something that would go tacky so easily  

he like’s his themes, he likes them big, he likes them over the top at times

when you think about him proposing, you’re always a little nervous because he doesn’t do things by half measures 

however, the man is also a genius

(and has been to many different realities, seen many different things and seen your reactions to them)

(this is significantly more helpful than his genius tbh)

he also deeply cares about you if he’s going to propose to you

he wants you to like it so he sits down and figures out what it is that you would like with the right mix of his own personal flair

at the time it feels like it was in fact planned out, but still natural in the surroundings

that is not entirely a lie

he did just make sure that there were several contingencies in case something went wrong so that you wouldn’t even notice

well you may have been okay with something small that didn’t work out perfectly, but in one of those “we’ll laugh about it later” ways, Byakuran is not

the entire Gesso family is not aware that he’s going to propose, but his core group, Kikyo, Daisy, Zakuro, Bluebell, etc. are aware

some have been relied upon more than others

some of them are just tasked with very specific tasks and are not to do anything else regarding the proceedings

now, well the proposal itself is very tasteful the rest of the Gesso mansion is not

there is a room full of gifts for you, plenty of flowers and potentially a cake that has a ring baked in there somewhere

was Zakuro acting on Byakuran’s orders - Kikyo will never know

[quek-a-sketch]

Katekyo Hitman Reborn fanart in 2024 who cheered!!!! Ft lambo and I pin as teens!! And my designs

[yanderederee]

Gokudera Hayato

event prompt 9&18:

“Don’t you want a life with me?”

“You were meant to be mine.”

hyperfixation go brrrrrrrrrrrrrr

tw: yandere/toxic possessiveness, mention of murder

What the hell were you saying?

Gokudera finally felt like he knew what his future would look like. Hayato was happy. You were happy. You were happy. Once. Weren’t you?

Your smile used to be so sincere. The way you said his name. The way you would both lay by each others side and twirl the others hair, so in love.

Staring into one another’s eyes like there was nothing else to exist. He had a life to lead, a family to run, and you along side him. You told him over and over you could take the stress of being a mafioso’s girl.

Was that a lie? Or was it him, you couldn’t handle?

He didn’t do anything wrong. You were overreacting. Right. Why else would you say such awful things? You didn’t mean them, right?

About how he didn’t love you anymore. About how you didn’t love him anymore. About how he only ever thought about Tsuna and the Vongola. While it had some truth to it, he only ever had you at heart. It’s always only ever been you.

Why the hell were you trying to break up with him?

“I just.. I can’t keep being put second…” you whispered.

Second to his loyalty, in which dominated everything among your relationship.

“I .. I would just be in the way. You don’t actually want this, me.”

More lies. How many of them have you spilled already?

“I’m sorry, Hayato. I want to be with you too but- but… I always end up hurt.”

You’ve never been hurt once since you’ve started dating. He’s made damn sure of it. How many people has he killed to be with you? To keep you safe from enemy hands? How many times does he have to prove he loves you? Would killing someone in front of you finally prove it?

“I-I’m sorry-“

“Don’t you want a life with me?”

He seethed out through gritted teeth.

“You don’t mean that. Any of it. You’ve always wanted a life with me.” He graveled.

“We had a plan. We talked about our futures, coming home to one another after every day, making pasta, watching scary movies. Falling asleep on the couch, scold Uri for eating what else was left…”

Gokudera reminisced in these memories daily. Every day. He dreamed of the life he would lead as the Vongola Storm Guardian, he dreamed of the home he would visit after every mission. To kiss you becauselike he hadn’t seen you in weeks. To hold you. And never let you go.

“You’re lying, Y/n.”

Gokudera looked at you with such harsh, betrayed eyes. A step forward, and he had your arms in his iron grip.

“I’ll work on my time management. I’ll reap the consequences of my mistakes. You’ll never feel lonely again,” he spewed on, starring deeper and deeper with that crazed look in his eyes.

“But you won’t leave me. You don’t really want to. I know,”

He could feel you trembling under his palms, see the scared look in your eyes. And again, you were under his thumb.

“I know you don’t mean any of it. I’ll do better, anyway. Because I love you,

And you love me too.”

“You were meant to be mine.”

[rebornologist]

Hello, may I request you write some dirty talk headcanons for Reborn, Fon, Lal similar to the ones you did for Giotto, Tsuna, and Yamamoto?

Hiii anon! This was a fun prompt to ponder. I present to you.. thots brought to me by Breathe Carolina ♡♡

♡ Dirty Talk w/ Reborn, Fon, & Lal Mirch ✧ warnings: nsf/t content ahead, gnReader, dirty dirty language, some D/s dynamics, ropes mentioned, biting mentioned, I love women

✧ Reborn is so shameless and absolutely filthy with it. He’s such an asshole and cannot go without being a little mean and sometimes even mocking his partners. He is especially playful after the fact and enjoys teasing his partners in the most subtle ways, perhaps using some buzzwords that they would be familiar with in other contexts while in public. When you give him a look for it, he simply blinks and tilts his head in innocent questioning, knowing that you wouldn’t dare lose your cool outwardly. However, he’s fully aware that you’re reeling on the inside, and perhaps feeling heat pool in your nether regions like some kind of pavlovian response... It’s the best.

“Look at you.. so, beautifully, fucked out.. and drunk on my cock,” “Shhh… squirmy little one, sounds like you want them tighter, huh? No? Pleaseeee noo sir— you sound sooo pathetic,” he pouts, tilting his head as he mocks your tone sadistically. “Fine, but you’re going to thank me for this.” “They shoot well. I’ve shown them the ropes before,” he gestured towards you with a tilt of his head, explaining to your colleague that he’s at least taught you some firearm basics. He reads the lack of reaction on their face before his gaze shifts ever so quickly to you, making eye contact for a split second. You swear you may have imagined the lascivious tilt in the corners of his lips.

✧ Fon is full of flowery words and idioms you’ve never heard of. He’s a poet through and through and doesn’t ever waste a single word when he speaks. Sometimes he’s too quiet and you begin to wonder what’s on his mind. It could be everything and it could be nothing at all, honestly. However, he lets his thoughts be known when you’re making love, of course. There’s probably no better description for it.

“Don’t look away now,” he coos, calloused but gentle hands slipping over the sensitive flesh of your neck to cup your jaw and turn your gaze back to meet his. “Open up for me, my dove..” Everything he says in moments like these are barely above a whisper. Words meant only for your ears, or to be felt as ticklish vibrations against the nape of your neck, the curve of your waist, the plush of your thighs.. or what sits between them. “Absolutely breathtaking,” a wide grin grows on his handsome features, his long hair falling loose over his broad shoulders and sticking slightly to his moist skin. His chest heaves once, twice.. slower this third time, and he exhales a soft giggle with the next breath. You can’t help but notice how his radiant smile reaches his eyes, and he blinks at you a few times, expression almost frozen in this joyful afterglow. You tell him that you want to go again. “Oh, my love.. you know I have no qualms about taking all that you are willing to give me… come here,”

✧ Lal Mirch ashgdsjkhdfsdjf she can dish it but she can’t take it. She generally likes being in charge in the bedroom and takes very good care of her partners, but when you can convince her to let go of control for once, she gives you the most beautiful low groans and eventually melts into a whimpery mess. Another thing: she avoids name-calling because she doesn't like associating her partners with those words in any context, but will drop a few slightly degradation-tinted praises here and there.

“You like that? Oh, of course you do, filthy little thing,” she mumbles, clicking her tongue as you squirm under her searing gaze. Her long lashes fan over her flushed cheeks as a small smirk grows on her gorgeous features. Her calloused fingers ghost over the sensitive flesh inside your thigh, and you whine as she firmly grabs at the meat of your thigh. “Ah ah, no squirming, or I’ll stop,” she warns. And you heed that warning, knowing just how much she sticks to her word.

Subby Lal is such an achievement to unlock pleaseeee tuck her hair behind her ears and call her your woman, one and only, love of your life, gorgeous goddess, yeahhh….

“Wh-what-?!” Her lips, swollen from kissing you, press together firmly into a pout at the sound of your praises, and her face is beet red. She rolls her hips once again, pressing her wetness into your thigh. You chuckle and coo at her, letting another sweet praise fall from your lips. She grumbles in embarrassment and grips the hair at the nape of your neck, tugging softly for you to expose your throat to her. “Shut up..” she bites down and you yelp. You were in for a looong power struggle tonight.

[who1ssheesh]

NSFW Xanxus with s/o? 👀

Xanxus NSFW Headcanons

Warnings: seks and swearing; fem!reader; huge OOC; 100% wrong grammar, english still is not my native (it will be one day is this how it works idk); no beta we die like tyl tsuna

Note: tbh, this is really short since I'm still holding back my filthiest thoughts?? The add-on section with sub Xus can be NOT considered serious but those make me raaaaaaaaaawrrr aooga

• Fucking horndog end of the story leave lieks uwu

• No really, he riles up in a second and in the most inconvenient situations. And if you don’t give him what he wants, Xanxus will be very broody for the whole day. Good luck, you will need one ngl

• Xanxus obviously likes (LOOVES) seeing you in revealing tight clothes, this bitch will drop stuff on purpose just to see your bottom if you're wearing a short skirt that day. He will not hide it, man will just be sitting with the nastiest smile, and you know you have to get that thing up since he won’t

• More of a thighs and ass type tbh. Any breast is good if he can see a nice cleavage.

• I really imagine Xanxus as a big juicy man despite Amano’a art style. His thighs worth dying between, his tiddies look heavy I can hold them bb. And I think he also enjoyed someone not really slim? He loves something to GRAB

• Not even in a sexual way. He will always grab your ass even around people and he can't even give you a coherent answer why. He just stares zero brain head empty - he can't admit out loud he loves your body, what a loser

• HUGE size kink. The nastiest, craziest size kink, he is going to be feral with a small s/o like he really means to snap them in half

• Also has a big dick, so……..can’t complain

• Choke him. Never in your life you can even choke him a little bit, but Xanxus appreciates the effort. Your both fragile feminine hands cannot do anything against him and even grab his neck fully, and that feeling of power over you gets him going.

• Then you feel his hot touch around your throat. He is going to show you how it is done

• Enjoys the fight. Someone too obedient is not his type at all, he gets bored quickly, he loves his girlie to has temperament. Scratch him, grab him, bite him and never hold back. Xanxus enjoys smell of blood, seeing your marks all over him after

• Touch. His. Scars. I���m sorry for involving feelings, but he will like it

• You can never dumbfound him with love-bombing btw. Unlike SOMEONE ahemsqualoahem

“I-i love you”

“Yeah, who doesn’t”

But he still thinks that’s lame and kills the mood

• Yes to power play but GOD FUCK NO WHAT ARE YOU DOING GET THE FUCK OUT YOU FREAK to Daddy kink. He has too much going on with parents and has big issues, especially with fathers. But props to being the first person Xanxus calls a freak

• Get on your knees for him and he’s so WEAK

• Speaking of weak. Xanxus thinks too much with his dick, and you won’t have much problem convincing him about something through a good blowjob (or sex in general). He knows your trick but doesn’t mind, since he’s had a good time, nay? Though sometimes he’ll fuck around and just go away “well, bye now”

• Corruption kink and no one will convince me otherwise. Having a confident skilled woman is good. But how about the most stoic, morally right woman turned into the filthiest nastiest whore just for him? Bonus point if she's a virgin, something clicking in his head. Xanxus enjoys the fact he's one and only or at least, if you break up, he's still your first and no other man will satisfy you she same way (those are his words, not mine)

• Such a dirty talker. But usually Xanxus tries to get an answer from you and just laughs and your fucked-out pathetic state. He won't stop until your eyes are glossy and absolutely empty, his dick is the only thing on your mind.

• Xanxus is shameless but still gets really angry when you two get caught. HOT TAKE. It's not about him btw, he doesn't give a shit about being seen with some one-night-stand but YOU as his partner are different. He wants people hear you and know how good he's making you feel, he wants then to see how hot, awesome, smart, pretty, confident you are BUT! Xanxus is the only one who sees you in the nastiest, most vulnerable state.

• Hot take again - he's not against eating you out. First - being between juicy thick thighs worth dying for, second - he again turns it into a dominating moment, where HE decides if you're having an orgasm.

Secret-secret headcanons I myself BELIEVE

• Sit on his face. Xanxus will act like a bitch but in the end you will notice he likes it WAY too much and even has some shade of pink on his cheeks

• Just try to dominate him in general. Use the same dirty words he uses for you, don't be scared to insult him. You both are too fucked up and horny at this moment anyways, Xanxus' brain won't even comprehend what you are telling him and that actually he's supposed to get angry

• Xanxus didn't know this is his kink - a beast being tamed, huh?

• After the first time this idiot didn't even talk to you, trying to process what the hell happened. But seeing you the same as always, still treating him as a big smart boss, and that's what everyone believes, makes him hard instantly.

• Xanxus doesn't like sex toys at all (he can make you see stars without any help) but JUST MAYBE that's the first time you get whips? Question mark?

• Nah, he won't just become suddenly submissive, that's not the point. He will insult you, bite you, scratch, choke you, fight against you. If you can't handle him, you don't deserve him in this state, okay?

[what-the-fic-khr]

I’m the anon who asked requested Tsuna for the tea prompts when you first did them and I am once again in a Tsuna mood (1? 2? years later lol??) and needing your beautiful writing lol. Can I request Black Tea, Chai and Milk Tea for him? Appreciate you and your work always!

banging my head against a wall, I wish these were a little longer or a little better, but they’re satisfactory enough I think. I hope you like them anyway, anon!! and thank you so much!!

character/s: tyl!sawada tsunayoshi, adult reborn, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

word count: —

warnings: n/a

prompt: tea prompts (black tea, milk tea, chai tea)

black tea; what do they look for in a person?

kindness, first and foremost. you must be a kind person, someone willing to help others. he’s met all kinds of personalities, but above all they all come together when help is needed. that goes for a partner. especially because as a kid he was treated so roughly; someone who is nice is the foundation of a perfect partner for him.

“Tsuna, I brought you some food.”

You held up a plate with a couple pastries on it and Tsuna hummed lowly. “Thank you, dear. You didn’t have to.”

“You haven’t taken a break in a few hours now, so of course I did. You can’t focus if you’re hungry.”

You only smiled when Reborn made a low noise, something like amusement. “Perhaps you coddle him too much? What would he do without you?”

“Ehh, I think it’s fine to coddle him a little bit!”

You set the plate down gently on Tsuna’s desk after he made some space for it. “Right? You’ll let me coddle you, won’t you?”

Tsuna pet one of your hands gently before taking it in his and squeezing. “Thank you. If you’d like to, you can. I appreciate it.”

“Yay. If you need anything, just ask.”

“I will, thank you.”

milk tea; what are their kisses like?

gentle, but confident. once he gets older, and has been with you for a while, there’s no hesitation in his kisses, or any of his actions. after a while, he becomes comfortable and thus does not need to worry about what he does, especially because he learns quickly what you do and don’t like as well

“I found you. Have you eaten yet?”

You turned to smile at Tsuna as he entered the kitchen, one of his arms slipping around your waist comfortably. “No, not yet. Why?”

You tilted your head without any instruction to, like habit, and Tsuna pressed a kiss to your lips with a pleased hum. It was short, and you followed him when he pulled away. His soft laugh could be felt on your lips.

“I wanted to come get you so we could go get lunch together, if that’s okay.”

“Of course it is.”

chai tea; how do they spice up their relationship?

assuming his partner can’t fight, he probably doesn’t take you many places with him when it comes to jobs, missions, etcetera. so I think he would fix this by taking you on specific trips overseas that are unrelated to work; if it’s unrelated there’s less chance people know where you’ll be and he gets to spend more intimate time with you, so it’s a win-win. the best one was obviously taking you to Namimori for the first time

“Ahh, what a cute, quaint town! It’s so nice here.”

Tsuna watched you rock back and forth as you looked out the window of your hotel, taking in the town again after you’d gone exploring earlier in the day.

“I’m a little jealous of you all. What a nice place to be raised in.”

“Mm, I agree. I think it’s a great place to raise a family.” He paused for a moment. “I had fun growing up here.”

You hummed lowly, thinking over his short pause carefully. You straightened, pushing off the windowsill to turn and face him, leaning back against it.

“I bet it was! Haha, thinking of you all running around causing trouble for everyone… Makes me wish I could’ve met you all sooner.”

He smiled widely at this, head tilting. He stepped closer when you waved at him too, crowding you up against the window. You happily grabbed his coat and tugged him down closer, lips ghosting over his.

“I think you would have fit in well with our little group,” he murmured. “But we can make new memories now, so it’s fine, isn’t it?”

“Right. We can start right now, too. Indulge me?”

“Of course.”

[khreborns]

wondering if it's possible to make an ic squalo imagines that doesn't involve him leaving our ass for xanxus. 😭 lets be for real, be realistic.

y/n : it's me or that boss of yours!

squalo : pack your bags and leave the keys