Their S/o's Idiot Ex Has Come Back And Are Trying To Woo Them To The Point They're Getting Forceful And

Their s/o's idiot ex has come back and are trying to woo them to the point they're getting forceful and handsy. What would Tsuna, Xanxus, Yamamoto and Dino do?

Tsuna:

- He would get straight to the point, grabbing theoffender’s incriminating hand in a harsh grip, growling, “They said ‘no’. Back.Off.”

- If the ex tries to put on a brave face and start somethingwith the Don, chances are high that they’re probably going to get a broken handwhen all is said and done.

- The ex will apologize, one way or another. And to Tsuna’ssatisfaction, not just the S/O’s, who would probably ‘let them off easy’according to him.

- When S/O isn’t present, Tsuna would likely threaten andintimidate the hell out of the ex, letting it be made absolutely clear thatbehavior like that is not at all tolerated and that they best move out of thecountry. Quickly.

Xanxus:

burn them with wrath flames until there’s nothing but ashes

- In all seriousness, he would probably pull a gun on theex. Might fire a warning shot instead of actually shoot them. Not because hedoesn’t trust his aim, but because his S/O doesn’t need ‘the scum’s shittyblood’ sprayed all over them.

- He would actually shoot them in both hands if S/O is a bitpanicky around dead bodies instead of outright killing them. (“scum like youdon’t need those fucking disgusting mitts if your gonna paw on what’s mine) But prefers the more satisfyinghead shot, right through their filthy mouth that had been whispering lewdcomments and lies into his S/O’s ears.

- He doesn’t really bother threatening, more like bellowsprofanity and insults before skipping straight to the gun part.

Yamamoto:

- To be perfectly honest, his reaction is the scariest outof the other three. While they are more obviously menacing, there is just thisundercurrent of… something whenYamamoto happens upon the scene. His expression doesn’t change and neither doeshis body posture, but there’s this undercurrent of shitboiyoubetterbackoffrightnowifyouwannalivetoseetomorrow and youdidnotjusttouchmybaenotifyouwannakeepthosehands.

- Will casually twirl baseball bat or sword that he has onhand or perhaps lean on it. (“Haha, what a funny game you’re playing there.”Eyes glint with the color of the coldest iciest blue: the color of sharp steeland merciless waters. “Mind if I cut in?”)

- Ends up not having to actually do anything to the ex.Their imagination and Yamamoto’s intimidating aura and the freakishlyterrifying smile of his does the rest.

Dino:

sic his attack-turtleon them

- He’s actually angry enough where even if his men werenowhere nearby, he’d still be able to beat the ex senseless, no grace needed topunch them in the face and maybe break their nose.

- Might actually chase them off with that whip of his.Forget a gun, they aren’t even worth the bullet.

- Thing is, Dino’s not just satisfied with chasing off theex or giving them a permanent reminder that it’s generally a Bad Idea to dowhat they did (not to mention terribly rude), he’d be the vengeful type that willmake the repercussions of their action will haunt them years later, affectingnot just them but anyone the ex gets close to (because if that’s how they treathis S/O, who’s to say that they won’t do the same to others who don’t have aprotective boyfriend to help out? Best to discourage others from getting tooclose for their own good).

- The ex’s reputation will be ruinedpretty quickly. Any financial troubles or misdeeds done will be brought back tothe forefront. Debt collectors will likely be hounding them for quite a while,preventing them from imposing on other individuals who might be morevulnerable.

>>マハ

Scary pineapple.

duplicity iii + iv

part three and four! i tried to make it longer this time, and hopefully, i succeeded. and rip you, tsuna’s gonna devour you in the last part. hope you enjoy!

by @kewranch

mollusco - clam

famiglia - family

The book fell to the ground, and you didn’t move to pick it up. You were frozen, cold sweat lining your forehead as your mind struggled to register what you saw. Your heart hammered against your ribcage, and you had to sit down because your legs felt weak. You couldn’t believe it though; you didn’t want to. Your perfect boyfriend was a mafia boss and had lied to you about it for two years. The Mollusco Industries was a cover for the Vongola, the most infamous and powerful mafia famiglia in all of Italy. And like a cruel joke, your perfect boyfriend was the don in charge.

Your friends had warned you, and you’d dismissed them because you saw no fault in him. But now, he turned out to be a liar and a murderer and whatever the fuck else he was. He lied to you for two years about this, so what else had he lied about? Did he lie about his first love, a girl named Kyoko? Did he lie about his best friends? His family? His hobbies?

Did he lie about his feelings for you?

You swallowed thickly, clenching your hands into fists, and squeezed your eyes shut. Calm down, you told yourself. There has to be a rational explanation for this. But you didn’t know where else to get it but other than from the person himself. You bit down on your lower lip and collected your stuff.

Dread filled you, as you weren’t sure what would come of this, but you’d be damned if you didn’t at least get the truth. On your way out of the library, you text him asking to meet up at the cafe where you met because something very important to talk to him about. His response was almost instantaneous.

See you there, love.

You grimaced and practically ran there so you could get there before him. A part of you needed to be there before him for whatever the reason, and you obliged. Unfortunately, you hadn’t thought of what to say to him once you met up. So as you waited outside anxiously, mind racing as you tried to think of what to say, you were startled when arms wrapped around you from behind.

Snapping your head around, you relaxed when you saw it was just Tsuna. But as soon as he smiled, the picture you found in the library flashed through your mind, and you tensed once more.

“Everything alright, darling? You’re so tense.” Tsuna asked you, arms slipping away from your waist so his hands could massage your shoulders.

“Y-yeah,” you stuttered, lips twisting into an awkward smile.

Tsuna raised a dubious brow, “Are you sure?”

Now was your chance, you realized. You glanced away from him, uncertain, before meeting his concerned gaze.

“Tsuna, would you…would you ever lie to me?”

“Of course not,” he replied immediately. “I would never lie to you.”

At his words, anger suddenly surged through your veins, and you scowled.

“Liar!” You accused harshly, making him frown.

“I would never lie—” You cut him off by shoving the torn out page with the picture of him on it into his face.

“Then what the hell is this?” You demanded.

He gingerly took the crumpled page into his hands as you seethed. You had no idea where this anger came from, but it wouldn’t go away. So much being calm, you thought wryly. Tsuna perused the page, pausing on the picture. Then he just changed.

If you were expecting anything, it definitely wasn’t this. As soon as he saw the picture and the words below it, Tsuna’s face just fell. Whether in surprise or not, you didn’t know, because he was unreadable. Your heart froze in fear; you could always read Tsuna. His tawny eyes were clouded over possibly in thought as he gazed down at the picture.

When he offered no response, no denial, nothing, you felt angry, heartbroken tears prick your eyes. At your sniffle, his eyes snapped to you, zeroing in on your tears.

“Liar,” you choked out before turning your back on him and running away.

Behind you, the picture burned.

…

For a week, you ignored all his phone calls, his text messages, his erratic visits at your front door. You ignored him and everything. You were heartbroken and utterly devastated he had lied to you for the entire two years of your relationship. You’d given him everything: your first kiss, your virginity, your love, heart, mind, and body. And in return, he lied to you, kept up his farce of a CEO. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, and you quickly wiped them away.

Unable to finish your report without feeling sick to your stomach, you pushed the papers away and stood. You bit down on your bottom lip as you made your way to your kitchen. As you dug through it, you realized you hadn’t been shopping yet like you needed to. Sighing, you resigned yourself to a impromptu grocery store trip. Luckily, the store was nearby so you could walk to it and back.

The trip had been uneventful. Once you’d gotten the essentials, you left the store and walked home. You paused at your front door, grocery bags hanging from your fingertips.

A grimace marred your face as you carefully dropped the bags from your reddening fingers. Pulling your keys out of your pocket, you went to unlock your door when you realized it was already unlocked. Your body automatically stiffened in fear as the memory of locking your door flashed across your mind. But you had a feeling you know what — who — was waiting on the other side.

And lo and behold, sitting on your couch like he owned the damn place was your ex-boyfriend. He looked like he hadn’t changed at all; still walking sex with his messy hair and tawny eyes. Tsuna didn’t say anything, just watched you with a predatory gaze as you resolutely walked past him and put away your groceries. Biting down on your tongue, you chose not to speak in spite of the anger that demanded you scream at him. There was a tense silence between you two as a result, and his heavy gaze on your backside made liquid fire spread through your veins.

Finally, you broke it.

“What do you want?” You asked harshly with a frown, daring to meet his gaze head-on.

“You.” He answered without skipping a beat. The hue of his eyes had darkened considerably since you entered.

Startled by his boldness and what you saw, you faltered, and the moment he stood, you knew it would be your undoing.

Anyone have a thing for ponytails in the Vongola, Varia, or Millifore? c: EH anon Reminder that you're wonderful and I am hoping that you're having a great day! c:

Awwww, thank you so much!!!  Ya’ll are way to nice to me!!!

High Ponytails: 

Yamamoto, Ryohei, Hibari and Squalo all like ponytails.  They’ve got that flair of athleticism in the hair style that they like to see in an s/o.  

Low Ponytails:

This is the one that Gokudera, Levi and Kikyo would like to see.  These ponytails, down right at the base of the neck, have that air of practiciality.  

Half-ponytails: (those ones where the top part of your hair is pulled up and the rest is down)

Tsuna, Mukuro, Xanxus, Lus and Byakuran are all fans of this one.  That look is one that’s elegant, but at the same time, fun and flirty 

Pigtails:

This is a style that Lambo, Bel, Fran and Daisy are totally good with.  Pigtails, to these boys, have the cute, “innocent” vibe.  They’re also kinda fun to play with.  

Thoughts on Mafia Bosses

So I always had this head-canon that Dino, Tsuna, Enma and Byakuran may act and seem friendly but at heart they are true mafia bosses. Like there is an untameable beast in them and slowly, as they fit into their roles as Dons, it unleashes. It’s like they are willing to do unthinkable, wrong things for the right reasons.

 I believe that the KHR!bosses are anti-heroes at heart. Slowly time in the Mafia changes them and they do enjoy the benefits (women, money, power) but they are there for their family and have very strong principles. 

 And tyl!Tsuna- well he’s the king of the underworld. He has a control over the worst monsters the world has to offer. And that’s only possible if he’s the deadliest monster of them all. 

 That’s what intrigues me about the mafia in general. The mafia is like a criminal organization with principles and that’s what makes it so sexy. 

 You know, when wicked has a good side?