#Squalo khr

[gelataisa]

Forever obsessed with a 10 years bazooka mishap that bring a tyl xanxus into the present during a party at villa vongola. he is clearly about to have sex (fortunately he only has his shirt open) and has what clearly is a wedding ring on his finger.

everyone is disbelieved and squalo looks like hes about to explode

xanxus is clearly annoyed yet somewhat amused. he probably revels in seeing his father embarassed by his everything. to everyone's surprises he scolds, in this order, the entire tenth gen for not teaching the fucking child anything apparently, and lambo himself for not being more responsible and behaving during an event like that

squalo once again freaks out (VOI!! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED THAT TURNED YOU LIKE THIS) and the look xanxus gives him is so amused- yet poignant. the most attentive observers could be led to believe that there is also some fondness, yet they disergard the thought immediately

you know fish, theres this thing called 'being almost 40 years old', you might get to hear it some day

squalo's answer is lost in the smoke that appears right after

present xanxus is far less amused and calm upon his return

[yarrayora]

another servamp dialogue with khr stuff

i already made this xanxus one before but it was shippy lol so i tried making one that ISN'T as shippy

except for "the strength that will turn your ambition into reality" all the texts are from servamp's wrath arc, which is definitely inspired by xanxus' whole deal lol since the author is a fan of khr

[in-asterism]

I like him bc he has my hair

[khreborns]

「天野明展」現地レポート！

[neko-mama]

thinking about lesbian Squalo working out wearing tight leggings and sports bra quite often lately

[rebornologist]

Hi! I know I just requested something but I got another idea for Squalo (KHR) tho!!

I was thinking… Squalo being stressed all day (is there any day that he doesn’t ???😂) but like SUPER STRESSED …would he just hug the reader like charging battery or… doing something else to the reader?

Can be pure fluff or NSFW btw! Do what makes you comfortable!!

contents: established relationship, painfully domestic, suggestive option 2, kisses, nothing else really. 1k words.

Stressed ♡ Squalo/Reader Snippets ✧

Squalo has trouble managing his stress because his ego is humungous and he prides himself in his accomplishments, especially in regards to his ability to kick ass and get shit done. He is an overachiever with high standards for himself and he still works himself as if he is the official leader of the Varia (what he originally was meant to be, and might as well be, granted Xanxus is anti-paperwork and often anti-owning up to his responsibilities as boss.. y’all give Mr. Superbia a raise or else).

He’s adopted certain self-care rituals to wind down whenever he has free time, including (but not limited to) polishing his blades, spending some quality time with Alo, taking a nice long hot shower or soaking in the bath with a classic book (the art of war), and washing and brushing his hair.

I personally think that he’d be more low energy outside of work, but it doesn’t mean that he isn’t just as prone to having an outburst and yelling about something, anything, at the drop of a hat.

The rattling of keys captures your attention as the tall silver-haired swordsman discards them onto the dresser. He pads lightly into the room towards you, rolling out his shoulders silently, tilting his head side to side in a poor attempt to stretch his stiff neck muscles.

“Ah, you’re back, Squ-?!” Your greeting is interrupted by your face colliding with his sternum as he slumps against you, an arm snaking around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Long day, huh..?” You mumble empathetically as you reciprocate the embrace, softly brushing your hand over the small of his back in an attempt to soothe him.

“No fuckin’ shit, [y/n].” He grumbles, clearly not in the mood to elaborate.

You lean against him in understanding, nuzzling your nose against the crook of his neck. Ideas float around in your head around how to take his mind off of the day he just had.

opts below.

[1] Run a bath ✧

[2] Offer a drink ♡

[1] You offer to run a bath just as a simple act of service to start the wind-down process for him.

The faucet spills hot water noisily into the porcelain tub and you catch yourself daydreaming as you stare into the frothing and bubbling liquid. You hear the door creak open and come back into reality, eyes moving quickly to meet the gaze of the man entering the bathroom.

“Hey! It’s almost ready..” you dip your arm in to about mid-forearm depth and swish the water around to feel for the temperature. “...salt?”

He grumbles an affirmative as he brushes out his hair in the mirror, threading slender fingers through the silver locks. His hair is always so pretty.. Oops, that’s enough salt..

You finish mixing in the Epsom salts, feeling soothed by the calm movement of your hand through the warm water. “Perfect,” you comment, lifting your limb out and shaking the excess liquid off, moving away to allow him to enter the bath. He does so, fairly quickly, clearly not in the mood to chat any further.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊

You read silently over his shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to his temple before you begin to massage the shampoo into his hair, leaning forward to squint at the small text.

“It's so... technical. I don’t know how you find this engaging,” you muse, gently massaging his scalp.

He grunts, turning to retort something and chew you out for being shallow. He is unable to do that, as you tilt your head in to catch his open mouth in a quick kiss before pulling back smugly.

“What the h- what was that for?!”

You giggle and remove your hands from his now thoroughly lathered locks, letting the long strands back down to pool into the waters below. “Sorry,” you murmur, clearly not sorry about shutting him up in that way. “You should save your words, don’t mind me..” your smile reaches your eyes as your hands move to his shoulders this time, squeezing the tense muscles.

“What I mind right now is that you’re not in the water with me,” he grumbles, before setting the book down on the side table and sinking deep into the bath, closing his eyes.

That was your cue to join him. Your nose scrunches and your eyes light up, as you hastily act on that sarcastic request. Relaxing is best when done with someone you love, huh.

[2] What could you offer to make him feel better? A little treat, perhaps. He does enjoy his whisky neat, and prefers it be chilled through the glass or with the specialized stones instead of ice that waters it down.

“Could you use a drink?”

He pulls back from the embrace, and you can almost see the question stewing in his mind, the cogs turning slowly and his brows furrowing.

“Actually, yeah,” he mutters, punctuating it with a slight nod.

You fight back a smile, this was going to be a good night.

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Later in the evening, you find yourself lounging on the couch with a wine glass in hand, swishing the red liquid around as your mind wanders... as do your eyes, over your partner resting nearby, after a few glasses of whisky. He is fairly reclined, with his hair draped over the plush fabric and his eyes closed in contemplation.

“Squ..” your head tilts inquisitively. His long hair falls over his shoulder as his head raises from what he was doing. You notice that the first few buttons of his shirt have been undone, and your eyes trail over the way his sleeves are rolled up, exposing his lean forearms. The warmth builds in your cheeks, from the wine, you try to convince yourself.

“[Name],” he exhales audibly as he stands from his seated position. “I can see what you’re thinking..about,” the swordsman mumbles, arms crossing in front of him as he shifts his weight and stands facing you directly.

“Wh.. uh,” you can’t help but be distracted by the way the muscles in his forearm flex with the motion, and he absolutely tracks the way you gawk at his long legs. He feels his ego swell with pride, and this time his head tilts.

“Oi, eyes up here, perv.”

“Oh! Uh, sorry.”

He snorts in amusement, taking steps closer to you, slowly, teasingly. “If you wanted me to unwind by taking it out on you,” the tall man leans over your seated form on the couch, arms caging you in and a knee between your thighs before you’re able to shrink away. “Could have just said so..”

The syrup sweetness and smokiness of the drinks he had linger on his tongue as he kisses you greedily, forcing you to crane your neck back to accommodate him.

"Now that I'm warmed up, I can think of some ways that you can help me relax, actually.." a predatory, shark-like grin dances on his features, illuminated by the dim lighting in the room.

Your puffy lips fall slack as you watch him move, his hands travel down to tug at the buckle of his belt. The sight and sound of the metal clinking as he pulls it loose is certainly... mouthwatering, to say the least.

I seem to have lost the plot but fuck it we ball. fin.

[pulaasul]

Squalo and Lussuria Respectively

@rainixdra I can't help but laugh at this lol!

Although, Sato Ryuga would work well as anyone from KHR tho. Even Enma Kozato.

[sadflit]

color wheel challenge that took place on twitter a year ago, finally pulled myself together to finish it 😼 characters were chosen by my twitter followers, it was a nice experience!

[kanbe923]

lofty feelings

[tangomagnolija]

putting them in poland for shits and giggles, part 1 of however many ill make

[bcjad7902]

[gelataisa]

xanxus getting memories of the future arc and discovering that in that future he and squalo are together and immediately going to throw up at the knowledge...

... while also being tormented by the feeling of happiness that his future self had because of this relationship

[lixenn]

I had a vision.

Inspo

In my head Chief gave it to him as a gag gift lmao.

[in-asterism]

sorry I'd like to discuss this real quick

THEY'RE IN BABY JAIL

THEY'VE BEEN YOINKED WITH ONE HAND THEY'RE SO TINY

tiny angry baby look at that furious face

[unorilisa]

[glassdemons]

i dont remember what these guys look like and i refuse to look it up

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