Anyone Have A Thing For Ponytails In The Vongola, Varia, Or Millifore? C: EH Anon Reminder That You're

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.  

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          Your life had always been very normal. Normal parents, average grades throughout school and it all came together with a very plain looking childhood house. You really didn’t stand out much either, especially with a name like Mary Lewis. No one would look at you twice, and you were fine with that. It wasn’t as if your small collection of friends were odd either so normally, the lot of you would go through the day without being bothered much if you were at the mall or something of the sort.           But, lately your life had been less than normal. Your parents always talked to you about coming home. They said that they were worried about you and your future, which seemed normal enough for parents, but then they would go on to talk about the family business. It was odd to you because you had never heard of such a thing.           When you grew up, your parents didn’t have a family business. Honestly you didn’t even know what they did for a living, but you assumed they didn’t work together because they had separate hours and sometimes your father worked through night. You never asked what they did, content to be unaware, but you were starting to get curious about exactly what they did for a living.           However, you would always tell them that you would be fine on your own and that they had nothing to worry about. That is, until an odd man appeared on your doorstep. He claimed to be your father, which you didn’t believe for a second, and promptly told him to leave. You could even smell alcohol on his breath, which made you write off the whole interaction off as a simple accident on his part.           Maybe he just mixed up the house numbers and came to yours thinking you were his daughter? That’s what you liked to believe, but for some reason he seemed very familiar. You eventually convinced yourself to drop it, but it seemed like this subject wasn’t going to leave so easily.           “Hello? Can I help you?” You asked with eyebrows furrowed. You were confused as to why a man was ringing your doorbell as you had no reason for anyone to arrive at your home. Today was your lazy day and it wasn’t as if any new neighbors were moving in nor did you order anything.           “I’m Tsunayoshi Sawada. I’m your older brother.” He had spoke with a slight bit of nervousness on his face. You had laughed, shaking your head a bit as he continued to look at you.           “That’s impossible. I’m an only child, and my last name is Lewis, not Sawada.” You spoke simply with an amused smile on your face before having a thought. “Are you related to that blond man perhaps? Tall, with stubble on his face and alcohol on his breath?” You asked with curiosity, thinking back to that blond man who claimed to be your father only a week ago. It was rather odd this would be happening again so you assumed they were connected in some way. “He was drunk and not very convincing, I’ll tell you!”           “I am, sadly, and so are you. He is our father and you are my sister.” He continued, seeming to want to prove to you that what he was saying was true. “I have proof too! But, it’s probably not right to do this here.” He said, gesturing slightly to the front door and how he was still outside your house.           “What proof?” You said with distrust, not wanting to let some random man into your house. He could be a serial killer for all you know, but he quickly pulled out a book from his messenger bag. It was a baby album, something you picked up right away from how childish the cover was. “Fine.” You had agreed, curiosity out weighing safety and your distrust.           You then spent the next thirty minutes looking and re-looking over the book he had brought with him. He also had your ‘supposed’ birth certificate and a bunch of other papers that would identify you as his sibling. “This isn’t possible.” You spoke slowly, staring at one photo in particular. You had seen your own baby photos you mother had taken of you and this child Tsunayoshi was showing you looked identical to you, if not you.           “It is possible. You were kidnapped from us. From your family, as a child.” He said, “Your name isn’t Mary Lewis. You are (Name) Sawada and you are my little sister. You are our parent’s baby girl, and our mother has missed you since the day you were taken from us. Her name is Nana Sawada and the man you met before is Iemitsu Sawada and he is, regrettably, our father.” Tsuna continued, trying so hard to get you to believe him as you just sat there, unsure of what to think.           However, it made sense to you for some reason. You always wondered why your parents didn’t look anything like you, assuming your were adopted for the longest time before they convinced you that you looked like a dead aunt on your mother’s side. “I, well, is it odd I believe you?” You whispered, looking up from the photo album to look into Tsunayoshi’s eyes.           “No, not at all! You should believe me because I’m not lying to you at all. We can even get tested! See if we share the same DNA or whatever it is they do to tell if someone is related to one another.” Tsuna said with a bright smile as you pondered this.           “I-I’ll have to think about it. This is so much, I- I don’t know really what to think. I want, I want to believe you. I want to, fully, believe you, but part of me can’t?” You said with uncertainty as Tsuna gave you a soft smile.           “That’s fine. It’s a lot to take in, I’m just glad you are willing to believe me. Thank you, (Name).” Tsuna spoke, giving you another smile before taking his leave from your home. You were thankful he left, at least then you could think about this on your own and decide what was the truth.

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.

weird noises: happen in the wee hours

Mukuro, utterly unaffected: the only supernatural and ominous force in this place is me and i was here first, so whatever and whoever you are you need to Go

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?

Oohh haven't been here for a while. . .time to remedy that 😈. May i have Vongola's reaction to some idiot calling their s/o 'a play thing to be thrown away when they get bored' or you know, that idiot saying to the s/o but w/in earshot of the guys?

I have wanted to do this for so long, but I have forcedmyself to wait…my time has come!!!

Tsuna:  Tsuna’s first reaction is to make sure thathis s/o doesn’t think this is true, because he suffered with self-consciousnessfor a long time and wants to wipe away any doubt that might suddenly spring upin his s/o’s mind.  He’ll have had one ofhis guardians take the other person to a different area where he can deal withthem later…  Goodbye any Vongola alliance…

Gokudera:  Because of what happened with his mother (andwhat he had thought happened for so long), Gokudera takes extra offense tothis.  He is not above making a scenewherever he is, and he will absolutely tear into the other person.  Therewill be no chance for them to brush it off as a joke/didn’t really mean it, therewill be no forgiveness in their future.  He’ll make a huge deal about it. If it’s a guy, he will punch him. If it’s a girl, he probably won’t physically fight her, but he’ll dosomething…like spread the word that the Vongola want nothing to do with her andwhatever happens, happens.  

Yamamoto:  Yamamoto just gets this scary  smile on his face and is like “Excuse me, Imust have misheard you because I know that you didn’t just say that to my s/o.  Did you?” And as they stutter out a no, he’ll be like “Of course you didn’t.  Because if you did…well, I would be forced torespond to that and neither of us wants that…” And he just keeps this ultra-polite smile and the whole “natural bornassassin” aura is coming out strong…and the person probably wets their pants,and it’s awkward for them and then Yamamoto just takes his s/o away from themand is perfectly pleasant self.  

Ryohei:  Ryohei is incredibly shocked that someonewould say that to his s/o.  Like just befrozen there for a second or so because WHY WOULD ANYONE SAY SOMETHING LIKETHAT????  WHO THINKS LIKE THAT???  And then, he’s pissed off and he makes surethe other person knows, (he’s also not above using a fast right-hook to the jawto punctuate his point…)

Lambo:  Lambo is deeply insulted on his s/o’s behalf andwill walk up to the person and be like “I think you should apologize.”  And they will, because there will be thisreally dangerous spark in his eyes that suggests severe repercussions.  He’ll then take his s/o away and will offerthem candy and make sure that they know he doesn’t feel that way.  

Hibari:  Do you want to know who’s dead?  Whoever said that to Hibari’s s/o is, that’swho…  Literally, they won’t have a chanceto apologize before Hibari’s “biting them to death.”  It doesn’t matter the sex of the person,whoever said that to someone that Hibari has chosen to be in his life, doesn’tget any mercy.  Kusakabe will be calledto take out the trash and Hibari will go back to watching out for his s/o fromthe shadows…because he doesn’t like going out in public anyway, and this isexactly why….

Mukuro:  Oh boy, the person doesn’t even have a chanceto regret saying anything.  He will begiven them a thorough verbal beat down in seconds.  He has no compunction about using hisillusions to mess with their mind. Literally, they won’t even know what’s happening, they’ll say it andnext thing they know, they’ve got full on mind assault.