#xanxus x reader

[who1ssheesh]

Xanxus brainrot

Note: I couldn’t even come up with a plot, I just wanted fluffy Xanxus. Hope you enjoy as much as I did writing this

Warnings: OOC Xanxus, nor proofread, English’s not my native language (ouch)

• Accidentally getting a promotion. Getting them way too often and being endorsed way too much. Going home and seeing Xanxus silent, which by the way is weird because usually this menace would have already said how dumb this is and your job is fucking dumb and you are du-

• Actually about “subtle”. No, he’s indeed not. But he thinks he is. And it’s funny that everyone in Varia thinks they are subtle, but you are the observant one. First several bouquets you got were flawless - especially calligraphic cursive handwriting (which now reminds you of Lussuria way too much). And then one time Xanxus fucked up so much, you got flowers with half of petals fucking burnt and the pressure is handwriting on the note so high it was almost ripped.

This dumbass got you flowers personally and still refuses to admit this.

• It’s funny how obvious he can be with small things. Usually he would call you dumb fucking ass and those flowers are dumb and the argument was dumb and you are du- but he stays silent. Xanxus doesn’t stay silence with the most sour face in the world. Xanxus shoots people, throws things around and shouts. He doesn’t stay silent and dart his eyes around the room.

Squalo has been shot several times after noticing this, but he thinks that was worth it cause that’s the funniest face his boss has ever had.

• That’s sad in fact. Xanxus thinks that’s…shameful. He’s bad in relationships. He’s bad with words, he’s bad with people. He’s been bad his whole life, in fact.

Just…just give him a smile, you know. You don’t even have to say anything, he’ll know it’s okay.

If you ever save one of those withered flowers - exactly the one he’s burned with his flame (and it smells like ashes to this day) or that angry written note with pen almost ripping paper, Xanxus will stop just for a moment - so quick, you won’t notice. He has always thought his heart to be frozen, but this time as if he heard a little crack. You manage to lose the most expensive jewelries he gets you, but you save that bullshit like your life depends on it, huh?

He tells you to throw this garbage away. You don’t.

• Xanxus finds you hilarious with your attitude though. The “she comes out in a dress so pretty and expensive, he falls in love even deeper” doesn’t happen. You walk out in a suit and your button shirt opened enough to see you boobs (which is dangerous around this horndog) and then you ask him to visit that pub near cause mafia black-tie events appear to be way too boring. You have probably fucked before running away to that pub

• Fun fact, Xanxus loves playing pool. A lot. No problem if you can’t, he’ll just stare at your ass to distract himself from your shameful attempts.

• Oh boy, will he appreciate you taking interest in his hobbies. Instant cupid arrow through his heart when you ask him to teach you how to shoot just like him.

• Kinda a curse and kinda on you - from now on Xanxus devour your life from you until you learn how to shoot GOOD. And he had high standards. At some point you will hate guns with passion

• He won’t be interested in any of your hobbies in return lol your loss deal with it. But if you are serious about something, he’ll gladly throw money in you he loves throwing things

• GOD WILL SAVE YOU if you accidentally appear to have a flame. Especially strong one (sky??? Even worse if it’s like Xanxus sky+smth??). Because he will devour the whole life from you to make you cool. He will show off you everywhere and everywhere. “Hey you see that one? This thing is mine btw”, so at least he will be proud….

• No romance in this relationship, your conversations sound like “Bitch I swear I’ll kill your family”, “NOT IF I KILL YOUR FIRST”

• Don’t get me wrong but…he thinks about children? Once in a blue moon. At those moments standing at the balcony at 4 am not even drunk thinking about wild shit. Would his life be ok if he never met Nono? That stuff.

• He wonders if his child gonna have your eyes, just like he has his mothers and thinks about it every time he looks in the mirror.

• Xanxus mostly thinks about it in a mocking way - he wants to be that cool badass dad everyone gonna be jealous of. He will teach his son (of course he wants a son) how to shoot his gun, he will laugh the first time this little shit comes home drunk.

• Xanxus has seen a lot. Also he has seen someone’s family being killed. Xanxus is not honest even with himself but he honest with one thing - it will break him. And it will break you first of all

• What if he himself dies? That’s a better option, sure (don’t get me wrong, he wants to die in a badass gunfight), but won’t his life repeat again in his son? He knows there will be people to watch after you both, even you yourself are badass enough (that’s why he dates you), but he doesn’t trust anyone with your life.

So no kids. But sometimes a man can dream, huh?

• My man is not jealous contrary to famous opinion. He likes to see anyone try to even approach you, unironically will find that hilarious. He is a bad influence and encourages you to act like a child - throw a tantrum, throw a drink at a poor fool, tell him you already belong to the bestest hottest man, and he will laugh out loud

• Wear his clothes. He will throw you out the window if you mention, but he starts buying too much clothing that he doesn’t wear. As if he does it for someone else, huh?

• You can hate varia members with passion but they without a joke are going to treat you with respect. You have THE character to keep in touch with their boss, that’s already a sign

• You’re so far gone you’ve probably once was so mad with Xanxus you tried to shoot him with his own gun. Probably ended with a sex marathon. Not that your tiny figure gonna be a threat to this big bear but hey, at least that’s hot

• Xanxus probably has a sweet tooth to this day. His mother could never afford candies, and Xanxus - being even a grown adult - sometimes acts as if he wants all the chocolate of the world.

He will shoot anyone who sees him devouring chocolates. You usually say it’s you when someone notices a pile of wrappers

• I’m talking from a big experience now: childhood in poverty is a trauma for Xanxus to this day and he tends to spend money on dumb impulsive shit. Please don’t encourage him, he’s already insufferable and Squalo has enough of a headache with his boss spending all the money. You appearing didn’t help actually

• One day you just gotta say your man that you don’t need expensive gifts or don’t like flowers, otherwise all the flowers of the world would go extinct. Like varia budget

• That’s his love language, he can’t show appreciation otherwise, don’t blame him?

Though with time he starts warming up to quality time together. He really enjoys your time at a shooting range, especially if you stars gossiping about Varia. At some point he even gonna start commenting your points. Hells, he even likes you just silently sitting in his office while he works

• A chair or a couch in his office, and everyone knows that’s where you’re usually are. Bonus point if there is your stuff all around

• Xanxus is a pig actually and makes a mess 24/7 (thank god he has maids) and it doesn’t bother him, but he will turn into a whiny baby if he ever stumbles in one of your things. Will burn it or throw out a window and have zero guilt about it.

• Has never had a nickname, so will be confused af the first time you call him Xus. Did you insult him? No? YES????

• Likes when you call him nicknames in public, has zero shame. Yes, he has a cool partner, losers. But like….badass ones, he has an image to uphold

• you wearing his feathers you wearing his feathers you wearing his feathers……….

•Xanxus has actually…never had a home. He can buy dozens of the biggest mansions a man can imagine, but that still isn’t home. Living with Nono was hell on Earth in his eyes and his mother he just doesn’t remember anymore after all those years. So the first time he hears your “Ugh, can we go home now?”, he looks at you with the most disgusted face he can make. You think you’ve done something wrong - you don’t see him till late night, when he comes utterly drunk (which means just a little more drunk than usual). But he just flops on a bed to you. “Shut up and go to sleep”. You obviously never get to actual conversation about this but everyone can notice Xanxus hurries back to you (he thinks he’s so subtle about it but this brute is not subtle about anything). He wants to go home.

• Maybe even seeing you around Varia headquarters at some point where you became comfortable around his guardians made something click in him.

Everything is its place. You’ve been the missing part of the puzzle

• It will take long years until someone notices how much their boss changed. Even throw an occasional smile.

• My man has never experienced love JUST LOVE HIM

#khr imagines #khr headcanons #katekyo hitman reborn #Xanxus x reader #khr x reader #varia x reader

[embassy-of-fiction]

Xanxus SFW Headcanons

Just a few headcanons for everyone's favorite gun wielding angry boy. Xanxus deserves quite a bit more lovin' than what he gets. So much trauma and barely anyone to share it with.

Is hyper vigilant about how much his s/o drinks, only one of them needs to have the drinking problem

Takes extreme care in making sure his s/o isn’t accidentally drugged by some famiglia

Wants a large family

Taking in orphaned kids is the main way that he wants to go about it

Has bad days where his body aches and he doesn’t want to get out of bed

Only wants to cuddle with his s/o and Bester

Gets almost animalistic with his possessive nature when someone so much as thinks about flirting with his s/o

Sends Bester to keep an eye on his s/o if they’re somewhere else in the Varia hideout while there’s an attack

Should his s/o get injured, whoever ended up hurting them won’t exist for long

#khr x reader #khr #xanxus #xanxus x reader #x reader #sfw

[rebornologist]

Hi! I read your KHR works on your tumblr and it’s so good !! Can I have a request for Xanxus and Squalo (separately) nsfw headcanon — if their s/o want to help them relax (in sex) and initiate??

It’s alright if you’re not comfortable for writing this tho. Please take your time and have a good day!!

warnings: mentions of sex and feat. established relationships, but nothing really that graphic or alarming (surprisingly, but these are just some headcanons so ig it checks)

♡ For Squalo, chances are that his S/O is the person who initiates more often than him. The reason that he isn’t the one propositioning is because he’s often tired after a long day at work and sex isn’t the number one thing on his mind. That can be changed, quite easily, might I add. I’ve said before that his ego is huge and it takes just a little stroking before he’s absolutely wrapped around your finger and letting you stroke something else of his.

He’s open to his partner taking the lead, and especially loves a good soak in the bath with them that turns a little more slippery. It’s not something that happens every time they bathe together, but he knows when his partner has that in mind for them when they join him with a knowing smirk and a certain look in their eyes.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊

♡ With Xanxus, it can go either way. If he’s in a bad mood, it’s more difficult to change his mind and suggest that he expel his anger with some action (I fear you would not want to bear the brunt of his annoyance, anyway). But in the case that he’s in a good mood, he’s even easier to charm into the bedroom.. or on top of his office table… or under the luxury waterfall shower… or… you get the picture.

Xanxus would have to be in a very good mood to let his partner take the lead in any way. You know the quote, “everything is about sex, but sex is about power”? That’s what comes to mind with him. He’s adamant about liking sex his way, and doesn’t have the curiosity or patience to put up with exploring too much outside of his comfort zone. On the flip side, he’s not difficult to please… kind of. I think his partner would just have to have quite a bit of stamina, because that guy fucks… He’s quite animalistic, almost shameless in his approach and always ends up in situations that are very heated.. and messy… and noisy.

He would greatly appreciate an invitation from his partner for him to lie back and let them ride him, granted he still is given free reign to grip them roughly by the hips or grope their ass and run his thick fingers up the column of their throat and around to the back of their neck, controlling the pace from under them. Even if you did intend to do most of the work, there’s not a lot of control that he is willing to give up. Regardless, he appreciates the gesture and begins to expect it from time to time, since it reassures him of your interest in him. He’s a confident and powerful man, but there’s a deep-seated insecurity that he’s slowly been tending to and healing from via the respect and loyalty of the people who stick by him.

accidentally forgor to insert a cut.. oops

#hitman reborn #khr #katekyo hitman reborn #khr headcanons #khr x reader #xanxus khr #superbi squalo #squalo x reader #xanxus x reader #khr varia

[strawwritesfic]

TYL!Xanxus x Female!Varia!Reader: Cards

Summary: It’s always a good day when you get what you want and Squalo doesn’t.

Rating/Tags: M (Overt sexual references; foul language; set during canon; Xanxus & Squalo & Lussuria & Fran & Levi & Belphegor & Reader; past Belphegor & Mammon; referenced Belphegor & Rasiel; referenced Xanxus & Rasiel; poker; reference to strip poker; non-Guardian!Reader; heavy exposition; possessiveness) 

Challenge: “160 Collective Drabbles” challenge by BobaPop on Lunaescence Archives.

Tag List: @imaginesfire​

Cards

There was a little something known as “Varia Quality” within the mafia–and sometimes without it, too. The greatest of assassins could only dream of being invited to join the group, even if just for consideration, and even if only as an underling. Give the Varia a murderous objective, and they worked together like a well-oiled machine…for about as long as it took to start murdering. Once that singular objective was taken care of, they appeared to devolve into a team of squalling infants. Never had you seen this so obviously as the night after the Millifiore battle.

A clear and cloudless night sky hung over the ruins of the mansion. Most of the damage had taken place during the course of Xanxus’s fight with the Varia's resident prince’s insane brother earlier that evening, but plenty more had been added by personal scuffles in the time since. Much of these scuffles remained ongoing. The boss had demanded your presence, and no sooner had you set foot in the living room claimed by the captains than did you find yourself in the midst of an active war zone.

To say you were surprised would be a lie. You might have been a practiced lair, but to do so just then would have been more of a hindrance than a help. Fran was being his usual idiot self; Bel had retaliated by turning him and the mantle into pincushions; Squalo was screaming at them to stop; and Lussuria was fussing over Xanxus, who looked fit to murder every single one of the others. The only member intelligent enough to shut the hell up was Levi, who did so out of no actual intelligence, but rather because he was still too much in awe from Xanxus’s earlier battle to speak.

So like any sane person, you suggested they play a game to pass the time until the message came in from Japan. Since you happened to have a pack of cards on you (it got boring, hanging out with the rest of the plebs), you figured that was that. You and Xanxus could have some quality time in one of the un-destroyed bedrooms while the children entertained themselves. 

No such luck. Apparently Squalo didn’t think you two ought to be busy when the orders from the Tenth finally arrived. Several wine bottles broken over Squalo’s head later, Xanxus joined the game himself. Meanwhile, you settled into the all-important task of lounging around in Xanxus’s lap, seeing as that was the closest you were going to get to his dick until Squalo got the one out of his own rear end. 

Now, this might have appeared at first glance to be nothing more than you capitalizing on the opportunity to spy on the Varia’s captains while scoring some much needed physical contact time with Xanxus–and it definitely was. But your doing so also provided some incentive for him to not throw the entire table across the room when he started getting pissy, not that your presence always stopped him from doing so. Still, you could at least pretend you were being useful.

“Oh, isn’t this just wonderful?” Lussuria said. “I can’t remember the last time we all had a family game night together like this!”

“That’s probably because you’re all sore losers,” you said.

Squalo glared at you from across the sword-scratched table. “Oi, bitch. What are you still doing here?”

You smiled your brightest, most annoying smile. “Xanxus told me to come. Isn’t that right, Xanxus?”

Xanxus grunted, then threw down a card. This was answer enough for Squalo to return, scowling, to poker. This was also answer enough to get Levi to shoot you a look of purest venom over his hand. 

Your grin grew larger still as you waved at him from your perch. You were long used to Levi’s sullen behavior toward you. After all, you had won Xanxus’ affections where he had not. Unfortunately, you bragging was short lived; you felt Xanxus shift impatiently underneath you, and you quickly returned to caressing his jaw. Maybe “affection” wasn't quite the right word.

“Bel, quit stalling. It’s your turn,” Lussuria said.

Xanxus growled.

If he really decided to throw the table, he wouldn’t hesitate to throw you along with it. What Xanxus felt for you wasn’t love, of that you were absolutely sure. You’d be kidding yourself if you said you loved him, too. He was temperamental, violent, and downright demanding. He was also pretty damn good in the sack, and handsome and powerful to boot. There was also the slimmest chance that he’d be Vongola XI someday, and then he’d need heirs–preferably legitimate ones. Sour looks from Levi and being dragged (sometimes literally) out of bed whenever Xanxus decided he needed a woman seemed a small price to pay for all that.

This card game affair was pretty tedious, though. You wondered if you could push Xanxus far enough that he’d ignore Squalo and take you somewhere more private. Surely Xanxus was rife with sexual frustration after dealing with Bel’s irritating brother all day. Typically Bel himself was enough to accomplish that much.

“Play, trash!” Xanxus barked.

Bel grinned and slapped his cards onto the table. “It’s no fun playing without Mammon. No stakes.”

“No being completely bankrupt after the first round either,” Levi said over his turn. “This is much safer.”

“Mah, I agree with Bel. If I’d know things would be this boring, I would’ve stayed home for this mission,” Fran said dully.

“You would not, because this is your goddamn job!” Squalo shouted.

“Wouldn’t’ve been able to sleep anyway. I could hear Captain Squalo’s yammering from that far away. I’d still have a headache.”

“Voi! What was that, brat? Want to say that again?”

“Boys, boys, stop fighting! What would your father think?” Lussuria crooned.

You could hardly suppress a smirk at Xanxus’s knuckles going pale around his cards. Just a little further…

“I have an idea,” you announced.

The room fell silent save for an owl hooting in one of the exposed branches far above your heads. Then:

“Your first idea sucks as it is,” Fran said. “I don’t think we need any more of [Name]’s suggestions.”

“For once, he’s right. Get the hell out of here, woman. Don’t you have work to do?” Squalo asked.

Xanxus’s grip on you turned to iron, a sure sign that if you so much as tried to listen to Squalo and leave, you would regret it. Luckily, you had no intention of leaving when things were finally getting a little interesting. Ignoring their rejection, you plowed right on:

“You said you wanted stakes, right? How about a game of strip poker?”

More silence.

“Strip…poker?” a red-faced Levi echoed at last.

“I don’t mind the idea,” said Lussuria.

“Voi! Why the hell are you still listening to her? Who wants to see you morons naked anyway?”

“If I lose enough, I could finally take off this stupid frog hat Bel makes me wear,” Fran mused.

“Not on your life, Froggy. Take it off, and I’ll kill you,” said Bel.

“Mah, so Bel will let me win just to keep an ugly hat on? Sounds like he’s pretty desperate to show off for Captain Lussuria.”

“You think so? Better play well. For you, a game of strip poker is life or death.” Bel’s usual Cheshire grin vanished only to return a mere split-second later wider than ever before. “Shishishi. The prince knows what [Name] is up to.”

You rolled your eyes. "Oh, you do, do you? Enlighten me.'

“Of course. Because he’s a genius, he knows [Name] only suggested strip poker because she’ll get to see all of us naked, but no way will the boss let us see her naked. Buuuut…” he slipped a knife out of seemingly nowhere, “I could still cut her clothes off and give the rest of us a show.”

Wrong answer-but it did the trick. The table exploded in a flurry of cards, chips, and sawdust. This time, though, you were not tossed in with the broken furniture. Instead, Xanxus threw you over his shoulder as he leveled one gun at Bel’s fat blond head.

“Handle the Vongola message yourself, scum,” Xanxus growled.

You flashed yet another smile, waving as Xanxus turned to carry you up the demolished stairs. The looks on Bel and Squalo’s faces boded ill for you–but they turned on each other before they could even think of trying to prevent you from leaving with the boss.

“You just got me more work, you goddamn idiot prince!”

They were brawling again, with Fran and Lussuria egging them on. But who cared? Certainly not you. The captains could argue among themselves as much as they wanted, so long as you got what you wanted. You always did, in the end...even on nights when there weren’t any outsiders left to murder.

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[orangebutterfly]

Xanxus

Читатель вре��енно живёт у Тсуны из-за абьюзивных родителей

Занзас/читатель/Тсунаеши

#katekyo hitman reborn #katekyo hitman reborn imagine #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #katekyo hitman reborn headcanons #khr #khr imagine #khr x reader #khr headcanons #xanxus #xanxus imagine #xanxus x reader #xanxus headcanons

[what-the-fic-khr]

So excited for this blog, i loved every single story!! 💗💗💗

But nobody asked xanxus and his scars? I know its not a specific body part but its completely over it, so how he feels about them? And what about an s/o that will keep touch and kiss them

hi anon!! I never particularly thought of or mentioned the skin in general and scars, so thank you for requesting it!! I hope this was alright!! tyl!Xanxus specifically bc of his hair in this one lol

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

word count: 545

warnings: talks about his scars but otherwise n/a

prompt: xanxus + scars (body bonanza)

You usually had a pretty good system with Xanxus. When he wanted something, he usually made a motion that made it quite obvious what he wanted. He did it with just about everything, but you understood. If he felt especially giving that day, he did speak. It was usually when he wanted you in bed.

Likewise, you had your system, too. Usually you would say it to him, so he knew. He was usually pretty good at remembering these things for future reference, even if it looks like he isn’t listening.

Instead of the way he speaks to initiate, or promise, intimacy, you took to being physical. He never particularly cared too much for it, because it was an ego boost he really didn’t need. But you liked feeding into that for the fun of it all.

So when Xanxus saw you hovering around his desk more than usual, he figured it had something to do with your clinginess, but this time there was some hesitancy. He’d leave you to it; you’d figure it out on your own eventually.

Xanxus leant back a little after some more of your ridiculous shifting, and waved a hand. You bounced over to him and dropped into his lap.

With a huff of amusement, he poked between your collarbones. “That’s all you wanted? I wonder if I baby you too much.”

“Absolutely not!” You shifted your weight so you were straddling him, and he let you do what you wanted, curious to see what exactly you planned on doing.

“I just wanted to do something…! I just didn’t know if you’d let me.”

He lifted a brow at this, but nodded, allowing you to continue.

After steeling your shoulders, you cupped his chin and tilted his head a bit, so you could firmly plant a kiss onto his cheekbone, onto the scar that ran across his skin.

Xanxus was still for a moment before scoffing. “That’s it?”

“I wanted to show you my appreciation for them. Don’t be mean.”

“You could do that any day, any other way.” You pulled back with a pout at his gaze. “You chose to do it like this, in my office-?”

“When else am I meant to do it?!” You defended yourself quickly, resting your hands on his chest. “You’re always in here or actually doing something, so when am I meant to?!”

“Stay in bed with me more and then I could!”

You stared at him for a moment, and he held your gaze evenly.

“Just in bed?”

“I’m leaving-!”

He stopped you from getting off his lap, grabbed one of your hands and pressed it to his neck, where another scar was.

It was quiet between you two just for a moment, and you couldn’t help but wonder just what was on his mind at the moment.

“You should just do it whenever. If anyone else has a problem with it, they can fuck off.”

“I’m not doing it in front of your subordinates, Xanxus.”

You leant forward, kissing the scar on his forehead, hidden behind his hair. “Gimme more appropriate times to do it, and I’ll appreciate them all I want, all over, for as long as I can.”

“Not like anyone comes in here all that often.”

“Absolutely not.”

#thank you anon!!! #xanxus #khr #katekyo hitman reborn #khr imagines #katekyo hitman reborn imagines #khr x reader #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #xanxus x reader #x #mine #requests #events #body bonanza

[noel-noa]

A scenario/hcs of xanxus and his 3 yo toddler ? Like his wife is having a nap since she was so tired of taking care of the little one and him being nice husband for once and look after their son. Xanxus could swear he just blink his eyes and his son has disappeared.Had to call everyone in the Varia to find him and they did. The son is in xanxus office with xanxus gun in his mouth (covered with saliva ofc) but the trigger is open 🤣 lets give xanxus a heart attack for the 1st time in his life 🤣

a/n: this is such a cute and hilarious scenario, thank you anon! sorry tho if this is a bit short.

A Day in Varia's Headquarters

"oy, scums i'm giving you all a command right now! search my goddamn son, if you don't find him i swear i will kill you all!" shouted xanxus angirly through the intercomms, half from losing his mind half from the fear of really losing his own son. what if he was kidnapped by another famiglia or even worse already assasinated by them?! even if he wouldn't admit it, his son was his pride and joy, his son was his utmost priority above all, he couldn't bear it to lose him.

"whaaaat? (son name) chan is lost??" said lussuria. "don't worry boss! i'm going to find him in one piece without any harm as fast as i can!" said leviathan stull trying to appeal to xanxus even to this day. "how much money you are going to pay me?" asked mammon. "shi shi shi, finally the time has arrived when you lost your son bos" laughed belphegor. "HA? YOU LOST YOUR OWN SON? WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOUR EYES?!-" screamed squalo before xanxus interrupted him with even more louder scream of his own. "I ALREADY KNOW IT, JUST SEARCH MY SON DAMN IT YOU SCUMS!" and peep, all of them immediately searched the quarter not wanting to piss off xanxus more than this. "scums" xanxus 'tch'ed while searching through the garden searching for his son. he swore he just blinked his eyes for a second then the next momenf, his son was gone. completely gone. he had been screaming his son name for one hour now and still didn't found him.

he was screwed, his life was over, he fucked up so bad. just how could he lost his goddamn own son?! ah, xanxus saw his life was flashing in front of his eyes. this was it, goodbye life, goodbye world, his time was up. he already could see his wife murdering him when he came home. should he pull the trigger on his own accord? speaking of gun, where the hell was his gun? xanxus started to search for his gun but he couldn't feel it anywhere. not just his son, now his gun was missing too?! or maybe he forgot to take it from the office though.

so xanxus walked back to his office. imagine the surprise he got when he saw his own son, on the floor playing with his gun who was coated with what was that liquid drenched off it? saliva? ew. and his son while staring at him innocently, put that gun to his mouth. wait a minute, pUT THE GUN TO HIS MOUTH? then at the moment xanxus realised, the trigger was open too?! THE HELL HOW COULD HIS SON SET THAT OPEN- there was no time to think about that!!! he saw his son tiny fingers trying to pull that trigger. oh my god, you wouldn't want to imagine how horrified xanxus face was. 'fuck, fuck, fuck' cursed xanxus in his brain, with one movement he managed to snatch that gun away from his son well he couldn't avoid to activate the trigger, firing it away to his office wall adding a new hole decoration on his wall. thank god, it wasn't fired at his son head.

"papa why d'ya wook tiyed?" his son said innocently, not knowing that he was the source of this chaos. 'IT WAS BECAUSE OF YOU, GOD DAMN IT!!!!' that was what xanxus wanted to scream, but of course he couldn't risk to scream then alerting his son to tell the whole incident to his wife while crying or even worse repeating the curse he said. he was sure if either things happenned his wife was going to murder him again for a completely different reason from earlier. so, xanxus just tried to put his best smile while holding his own son in his arms to his home even if he protested that he could walk on his own. there was no way xanxus was going to risk losing his own son for the second time today.

#xanxus #xanxus x reader #katekyo hitman reborn headcanons #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #katekyo home tutor #katekyo hitman reborn scenarios #katkeyo hitman reborn #khr xanxus #khr x reader #khr scenarios #khr headcanons #khr imagines #katekyo hitman reborn imagines

[fandom-go-round]

Don't know if your into hit man reborn but what kind of mermaid do you think your fav would be?

Fun Fact: Hitman Reborn is my favorite anime, even all these years later. I’ll do my two favs, old and new. Both are edgy bastards so that probably says something about me…

 Hibari:

He’s a koi fish, even though most people wouldn’t know it. He’s mostly white with black spots, orange only on his stomach and fins. Koi mers are usually even tempered and enjoy being in large pods. Hibari Kyoya likes none of those things and many mers have been attacked because of their assumptions.

Hibari, when he does get a pod, creates it with all kinds of mers from all over the sea. Tsuna creates his own pod and considers Hibari part of his but Hibari makes it clear he’s his own boss. That doesn’t stop him from loving a good fight and Tsuna can’t complain when Kyoya gets the job done, even if it’s a little bloodier than he wanted.

You know Hibari is interested in you when you start seeing him everywhere. Human or other mer, doesn’t matter to the koi when he sets his sights on you. You’ll see him out of the corner of your eye at first, Kyoya getting bolder when you don’t try to chase him off. He’ll leave gifts (usually fish and shiny rocks) and you’re going to be very confused for a while. Hibari won’t actually talk to you until he has to and by that time he’s convinced you’re halfway married. Good luck.

 Xanxus:

Xanxus is a lion fish, no questions asked. His stripes don’t always show up but they’re striking against his skin and fins. He’s foul tempered and nasty on a good day and downright ruthless on bad. He’s only loosely attached to the Varia pod and isn’t bothered by attacking his own men.

He’s a loner by nature and an experienced hunter. Xanxus has a reputation of driving out any other mers in his area or murdering those who really get on his nerves. None of this is wrong, however, and it means his waters are blissfully calm. The locals always know when he’s been called on by the Varia or Vongola because his swears bounce off the ocean floor.

Your territory borders Xanxus’ and you never give him an issue. You have no idea he even knows who you are until he comes to the rescue. A rouge pod is giving you problems and the fight bleeds into his waters. You’re struggling four against one until he swims in, the mers taken out before you can realize what’s happening. You tense as one of his fins brushes against your tail but nothing happens. That’s your first introduction to your ‘friendly’ neighbor.

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[lesbianshinobus]

OHHHH I JUST SAW THAT YOU WRITE FOR KHR!!! Could u please do Xanxus falling in love with a baker s/o?

ok so originally i decided not to write for xanxus, because he’s Like That. but i’ve kinda changed my mind, in that i’ll write for tyl!xanxus. by then he’s mellowed out more and isn’t as murderous / abusive, at least not to those he’s close to yikes.

anyway, this isn’t exactly what you requested, but i hope it suffices! i had a lot of fun writing it.

The first time he stepped into your bakery, you’d been a little intimidated. It wasn’t the visible scarring that made you hesitant to approach him; it was his aura, coupled by that ever-present scowl. It never left his face the entire time he was there.

There was no line, so he stalked to the counter and gave his order, his words brusque. Just a black coffee. When you brought it to his table, he took a sip, not saying a word. He left fifty euros as a tip. You decided then that he couldn’t be so bad.

Then he showed up the next week with the same order. Now he keeps dropping by.

He’s always wearing a suit, the collar undone and tie loose, with a dark jacket draped over his shoulders. He picks the same seat, unless it’s occupied, which results in much grumbling and cursing from the man. He lounges on the chair as if it’s a throne fit for a king. He stays until he’s drained every last drop of coffee.

He always leaves fifty euros as a tip.

You’re intrigued, and kind of annoyed. This is a bakery. You make a decent cup of coffee, sure, but you’re a baker first. You’re miffed that he doesn’t want to try one of your creations. It’s what you’re known for around these parts!

Maybe it’s that indignation that prompts you to do it. The next time he comes in and orders a black coffee, you bring it to him. Then you set a plate of scones beside the cup.

He stares at the plate. His scowl deepens (how that’s even possible, you’re not sure; it’s deep enough as it is). He looks at you as if in disbelief at your stupidity. “I didn’t order this.”

“It’s on the house!” you chirp. You’re a little frightened, but thankfully it doesn’t come through in your voice. You walk back to the counter, feeling his heavy gaze on you. You don’t turn around to check.

The lunch rush trickles in once you’re behind the counter, so you’re not able to sneak a peek at his table. Once the rush has died down and you have time to breathe, he’s gone.

You’re disappointed. Then the worry kicks in.

What if he was pissed off by your forwardness? What if he’s deathly allergic to eggs, or gluten? What if he never shows up at your bakery again? You’re not sure why, but you’re dismayed at the thought.

You walk over to his table to pick up the dishes, only to stop in your tracks. You stare.

This time, he left a hundred euros.

✧

He shows up next week, like clockwork. He orders a black coffee, nothing else. As he walks away upon paying, you watch him. You thought he liked the scones, but he didn’t order any. What was the hundred for, then? Pouting, you make his coffee and bring it to him.

You set it on his table, expecting to be ignored as usual. But he doesn’t pick up the coffee. Instead, he looks up at you, his gaze narrowed and intense.

“Is…Is the coffee okay?” you ask, when he still hasn’t moved.

He scoffs, glancing away. He takes a sip of the coffee, but he still looks disgruntled. You walk to the counter, stupefied. What’s his problem? Maybe he’s just in a bad (er, worse?) mood today?

You bring another customer their order, but your mind is still caught on the man and his reaction. You think back to what happened. He ordered, you brought his coffee, and he stared at it, before he turned that gaze on you. Wait. No, actually. He had stared at the table, not the cup. As if he’d been expecting something else…

You straighten up. Quickly, you pick up a clean plate. You move towards the scones, before you hesitate. You grab a piece of biscotti instead. You made a particularly good batch today.

You stride toward his table, hoping you’re not too late. Thankfully, you aren’t. He still has half his coffee left.

You set the plate down, meeting his lazy gaze with a small grin. “On the house, signore,” you say breezily, then strut off without a backward glance.

When you’re at the counter, you whip around. You watch as he picks up the biscotti, looks at it, then carefully dips it in his coffee. He brings it to his mouth and takes a bite. You peer intently at his features, trying to figure out if he likes it.

But his scowl doesn’t fade. His face doesn’t so much as twitch.

You don’t realize you’ve made a noise of displeasure until the man’s eyes flash over to you. He cocks a brow. You nearly duck under the counter, mortified. Instead you just turn away, as if casually looking around. You’re too flustered to sneak another peek.

When he moves to leave, you keep your gaze lowered and pretend to be busy. He doesn’t stop, or talk to you, but you hear a quiet scoff. It sounds almost amused. Your cheeks burn. Still, you don’t look over.

You make a beeline for his table once he’s gone, though. You’re curious.

He left a hundred euros, just like last time.

You grin to yourself, standing in the middle of your tiny bakery. You don’t care if you look like an idiot. Alright, mystery man. You’re on.

You’re going to gift him your creations every time he comes in, and you’ll keep doing it until you get him to crack a smile. It’s only a matter of time until he does.

You’re a baker, after all. You’re confident in your abilities.

#khr x reader #xanxus x reader #khr imagines #khr scenarios #khr headcanons #katekyo hitman reborn #xanxus #anonymous #m answers #m writes #is this even in character for xanxus??? #who knows! #who cares!

[ne-clamet]

I think about it too often.

Almost in every headcanon post with Xanxus there is an idea that he doesn't use nicknames for his s/o. Actually I think that he will use the sweetest ones in situation where a few people in the room [he, his s/o and someone else] just to make that person uncomfortable. Because nobody will believe you, trash.

#meme #khr #xanxus #headcanon #xanxus x reader #xanxus meme #xanxus imagine #xanxus headcanon #fight me #im sorry #not really #varia #my angry son #love him #he still is an asshole #also sorry for my english

[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

#khr headcanons #khr imagines #khr x reader #varia x reader #xanxus x reader #xanxus khr #katekyo hitman reborn x reader

[embassy-of-fiction]

Intro Post

Hello~! The name’s Ace or J. This blog is going to be for my attempts at writing headcanons or other x reader things. My main account is random-anime-freak. You can find all sorts of other types of fics over there that may also be up your alley.

Characters I Write For:

Star Trek:

TOS Spock TOS Sarek TNG/DS9 Worf TNG Data TNG Lore TNG Taurik DS9 Damar DS9 Dukat DS9 Garak DS9 Weyoun DS9 Keevan VOY Tuvok VOY Vorik SNW Christopher Pike SNW Spock SNW Hemmer

Katekyou Hitman Reborn:

20 Year Later Lambo Xanxus Dino Shoichi Squalo

Hazbin Hotel:

Lucifer Alastor Adam

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Things I Will Write:

Fluff

Angst

NSFW

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Things I Won’t Write:

Noncon

Anything with children in a non-sfw setting

#headcanons #x reader #star trek #star trek x reader #katekyou hitman reborn #khr #khr x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader

[rebornologist]

Hello, i love your blog, so happy to see a khr still active~ may I ask for xanxus pomegranate and milk tea? Thanks so much♡

Hii nonny! Thank you for the kind words for me and my (questionably) active blog teehee. Lots of love from me and our favourite man with rabies <3

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ Xanxus ♡ Tea Prompts ✧

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ milk tea; what are their kisses like? ✧

♡ Burning. So full of passion that it almost feels desperate, which is something that he would never ever associate with himself, but there’s a hidden, deep-seated, desperation with this man. Xanxus bears a desperation that stems from lack, loss, abandonment, and emptiness. And that makes his affections so absolutely consuming and overwhelming.

♡ He tastes almost like mala spice, and you feel numbness in your lips as he subjects them to rough, bruising kisses.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ pomegranate tea; at what point did they know they loved their s/o? ✧

♡ The form of love that comes most naturally to him is respect for his family. He grows to develop his own understanding of what camaraderie means, and what it means for him to stand for the Vongola.

♡ He’s not the romantic type at all. He is weighed down by so much baggage and can’t stand the idea of going through the motions associated with the relationship escalator. Marriage? Oh no, he’s married to his job, married to his ambitions. Kids? He would be a terrible father and he knows that, mind you he literally went through an elaborate scheme to kill his own dad.

♡ Xanxus is an enigma to me because he both seems like he’s against marriage in general, (because his attachment wounds are massive. gaping. cavernous, perhaps.) much less a big grand wedding, but also seems the type to go through with an extremely luxurious Italian wedding as a display of wealth and power. If that's what his partner desires, he might put up with it.. as long as he doesn't actually have to do any proper socializing on his best behavior.

♡ He doesn’t recognize it as love, per se.. but he highly respects his s/o, which is uncharacteristic of him. Love for him is placing weight to their thoughts, seeking them out time and time again when he's tired of everything else, and sleeping particularly well in their presence. He knew that he was absolutely doomed when he took a moment to pause before lashing out at them, because he gave a fuck about how they would take his scathing remarks. It's not a great way to realize how much you care for someone, but good for you, Xan. S/O: 1, Xanxus: 0.

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[imagining-khr]

Hi :) so which Box Weapon do you think will protect their user s/o sleep from even their user like s/o is so precious to them than their BW will not let them near the s/o so they can sleep, I imagine Kangaryuu, Gyudon and Bester being like get your own this one is our nap partner now

But who would you choose? Like from all the Box Weapons

Hello! Thank you for the interesting request, I hope you enjoy. I definitely agree with Bester, but I also think Uri and Roll would fit into this prompt as well.      Bester would definitely enjoy Xanxus’ S/O’s company more than that of Xanxus. Having warmed up to S/O a lot, they can always be found strutting around S/O’s side when S/O is up and about. Bester often takes Xanxus’ place next to S/O, and it irks Xanxus to no end when it occurs that he often calls the liger back into its box. Bester enjoys it most when S/O snuggles deep into their mane, the softness lulling S/O to sleep. Whenever Xanxus looks for S/O during these times, he is usually met with Bester’s glare, almost as if daring him to interrupt S/O’s sleep.

     It’s no surprise that Uri is not openly affectionate with Gokudera. However, it is completely different when Uri is with S/O. The feline is always looking for ways to grab S/O’s attention, be it resting on S/O’s lap or nuzzling into S/O’s hand while getting head pats, Uri is there for it. Its become a competition for S/O’s attention between Gokudera and Uri, with Uri always hissing and scratching its owner, and Gokudera moving Uri to the side in order to get S/O’s attention.

     Being Hibari’s box weapon, Roll is extremely fond of Hibari, and this fact does not change in the scenario that Hibari has an S/O. Box animals are especially sensitive to the emotions of their owners, and the love Hibari feels for S/O is so strong that Roll in turn also holds great affection for Hibari’s S/O. Roll loves playing with S/O, taking any chance to show them their cute side. Roll, as much as the hedgehogs want to cuddle and sleep with S/O, are terrified of accidentally injuring S/O with their spikes, thus they opt to show off their skills to S/O.

#khr #khr fic #khr headcanon #khr scenarios #katekyo hitman reborn #reborn #anime #shonen #khr imagines #xanxus #hibari #hibari kyoya #gokudera #gokudera hayato #khr x reader #x reader #imagine #scenario #box animal #box weapon

[dyingwill]

"You say you’re numb inside, but I can’t agree." for Xanxus please

the ultimate heather lyric starter meme ( act 1 )

You don’t know how long you’ve been staying up, talking to Xanxus when he’s fallen asleep, saying things you’ve never dared to say when he’s conscious.

And Xanxus has lost count of the times he’s pretended to be asleep just to have you talk to him, unbidden emotions and confessions. At first he was annoyed, because he was trying to sleep and you kept shifting. He suspected you were leaving, so he waited but you hadn’t left --- merely turned yourself and started talking to him.

“I think I’ve said this before,” you’re saying, fingers lightly tracing the scars on his bare chest, “but I really don’t like it when you drink.”

The Varia boss tries not to roll his eyes.

“I mean, I don’t really see a point. Alcohol is a depressant and it just numbs your senses. You’re already so grumpy and not using that brain of yours gives everyone a fucking headache.”

He stirs.

“That’s why you act like you’re numb inside,” you murmur. “I don’t agree. Your Flames are proof of that --- you’re not numb. You’re just trying to numb yourself by drinking all the time.” You shift, hand retracting as you curl up next to him. “I wish I could do something to help you.”

You are, he thinks, but you don’t even know it.

#alcohol mention tw #xanxus #khr #katekyo hitman reborn #varia #xanxus x reader #XANXUS. #HEATHERS LYRIC MEME. #( jsyk it's tyl softie af xanxus ) #Anonymous #admin puff.

[what-the-fic-khr]

For the bbb, can I request xanxus and throat, if it counts?? Thank you!!!

ohhh yes, thank you!! I don’t write Xanxus often so it was nice to do this! and of course the throat counts; I think that area has potential for good fics!! Xanxus is maybe like, 5 years older than present time Xanxus idk for sake of his character being right and more laidback

character/s: 5yl!xanxus, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

word count: 398

warnings: alright he insults you and swears, reader has a gnarly bruise (I’m no medical expert, used what research I could get. neck bruises move towards the collarbones apparently?), and then also he may as well be flirting with reader. lol

prompt: xanxus + throat (body bonanza)

God, you were so stupid. So utterly dumb. For an assassin of your level, with attention from the kind of people the Varia were, you were just so utterly stupid.

And, while he liked having you around to see what you did, Xanxus hated these moments. You were usually kind of funny, pissing off his subordinates, but there were times like these.

“What the fuck is that?” He’d asked so eloquently, too, and you rasped your way through the explanation before ending it with a dazzling display of shaking your hands around your entirely purple throat.

You were a top assassin, a Varia member no less. You wore the same dumb uniform everyone else did, though unbuttoned now, and yet… You were capable of killing people in ways that even he thought was almost impressive, and then you turned around and got punched in the throat hard enough to fully bruise.

Sure, the guy died, but you still got punched in the throat. Like an idiot.

So now, you were left bumming around near him, quieter than you’d ever been, with the intent of helping him with paperwork. No voice meant no orders for anyone working with you, or no interrogation for the people you caught.

Also, your neck hurt like a bitch. You’d explained that part quite thoroughly, despite how much it supposedly hurt to talk, too.

Xanxus waved you closer to his desk, and you obeyed. You were good at listening, so you rarely got yelled at. Probably for the best, really.

You leaned forward when he motioned you to, hovering halfway over his desk, before freezing when a large hand wrapped around your throat.

You watched his face for any kind of expression, something to tell you what in the god damn hell he was doing, but got nothing.

So, you stayed still when he slowly slid his hand down to rest across your collarbones.

“This bruise is fucking huge, you know.”

You blinked slowly, and he lifted a brow at you. “Ah.” It was almost like an old cat making a noise, and he snorted at the sound.

“Aren’t I your superior? Pay attention, idiot.”

You lurched back quickly before blanching, bringing your own hand to your neck. That had hurt.

Xanxus slumped back into his seat and pointed at you, the epitome of smug. “Purple looks good on you, actually.”

So did red.

#thank you!! #he’s kinda fun to write sometimes lol #also what a long intro lol #katekyo hitman reborn #khr #khr imagines #katekyo hitman reborn imagines #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #khr x reader #xanxus #x #xanxus x reader #mine #requests #events #body bonanza