anonymous asked:

Someone flirting with Tsuna, Enma and Xanxus in front of their pregnant s/o because there's no way they are interested in her?


admin adelheid


“Why don’t you just go?”

Tsuna blinked down at you and raised his eyebrows at the sight of the anger in your eyes.


He watched you shake in anger and depression as she reacted quite explosively to his clueless question. “I said, WHY DON’T YOU JUST GO AND HUMP HER OVER A TABLE, YOU BASTARD!”

The woman you were pointing at smirked and gave Tsuna another come hither glance, recrossing her legs for the umpteenth time since sitting in your husband’s direct line of sight.

It took a moment before Tsuna realized what this was all about. It would have amused him in other circumstances but this was just plain overboard.

The woman had been hovering and bending over in front of your husband every single chance she got! And although Tsuna looked on disinterestedly the woman’s slim waist, long legs and creamy mocha colored skin was enough to turn any man’s head around!

Tsuna had to shake his head at the utter ridiculousness of some people and wondered if he really did have this bad of a reputation.

He sighed, reached out for your cheek and placed a tender, loving kiss on your lips that made your toes curl. Discreetly his other hand waved a pair of men in suits behind him who took the beautiful, protesting woman away so by the time you managed to open your eyes she was gone.

“Darling, I’m sorry,” he told you with that smile of his that you fell in love with. “It won’t happen again.


“Come on, darling~. I’m sure you need some relief with your wife looking like that.”

Enma stared at her in complete and utter scandalized shock and you in absolute, vengeful fury.

Here he was just treating his wife to a quiet night out of town when a woman suddenly sat on his lap the moment you had gone in the ladies room and started seducing him. And no matter what Enma did the woman was like a bad stain. She just wouldn’t come off.

“En. Ma…!”

Your growl froze Enma’s blood as he looked up and saw you there looking like a demon who just climbed out of hell.

“Honey, I’m sorry, I can explain―”

“There’s really no need to explain, baby~” the woman cooed, shooing you away with a be ringed hand. “She should just stay home with that big fat ass of hers while you and I go have fun.”

And that was what broke the camel’s back.

Fury made your eyes see red and before you knew it you were pulling the woman away from Enma by her fake colored hair with a strength no one would have expected from a six month pregnant woman.

Listen, you mother fucking slut! That is the father of my child! You go whore yourself on someone else and not on my property or I swear to God I will rip your face off!”

When the woman tried to retaliate Enma rose and firmly placed a boot over the woman’s hand which had attempted to retaliate by scratching your eyes out. He stared coldly down at the woman as he held you close in his arms, rubbing your back to calm you down.

“I think you should go,” he told the woman on the floor. “If you hurt my wife I’ll have no choice but to kill you.”


“Well, well look what the cat dragged in~”

You watched as an extremely beautiful woman came over to your husband while he sat with you, waiting for Squalo to tell them the chopper was ready for their trip home. The Boss meeting dragged on too long and was much too exhausting. You just wanted to lie down and put your feet up instead of waddling all over the place with Xanxus showing you off like a prized pony. Apparently this was the kind of party Mafia Bosses went to so they could show each other the people they held dear and was under their protection. A silent warning to all that if the people brought here were harmed, heaven and hell won’t save them from each other’s wraths. You wonder why you didn’t see her at the party.

Xanxus eyed the unfamiliar woman indifferently even as she wrapped her smooth, slim hands around him. “What do you want?”

“Oh is that a way to talk to an ‘old friend’? You’ve never been rude to any of your lovers before past and present.” She replied with a saccharine smile.

“Go away.” Xanxus replied, making you feel better.

“You don’t mean that.” The woman asserted with a laugh. “I know you too well.”

“Xanxus?” you stood up now, not being able to take it. You were stronger than this, not really much of a crybaby normally. But damn your hormones they’ve turned you into a big blob of blubbering mush. “Maybe we should go wait outside―”

“You on ahead and wait, honey,” the woman actually had the audacity to wave you away like you were a servant. “Xanxus and I here just have a little catching up to do~”

And that did it.

Before you could stop it your tears started flowing and you started sobbing like a broken dam as you turn around to leave the room. But you’ve barely taken three steps when you suddenly hear a gunshot and a thump from behind you.

Whirling around so fast you almost fell on the floor, you saw the woman lying bloody and dead on the carpet while Xanxus, now covered in blood was putting his gun away in irritation.

“There,” he said gruffly, kicking at the woman’s dead body carelessly as he spoke. “Are you happy now?”

You gaped at him for a moment before you turned red in anger and started screaming. “OF COURSE NOT! WHO DO YOU THINK IS GOING TO CLEAN THAT UP, YOU INCONSIDERATE JERK?!!!”

Xanxus sighed as you burst into tears. Pregnancy hormones was a bitch.

The Too Precious For This World Squad


Originally posted by utsushiame


Originally posted by akatsukii


Originally posted by yakumocchi


Originally posted by otakuexperimental


Originally posted by the-modern-messiah


Originally posted by kokuyo-gang


Originally posted by fyeahkhrboys


Originally posted by black-hime

  • Hayato, after winning a fistfight: YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT! CRY LIKE A LITTLE BITCH!
  • Chrome, standing on the sidelines: Do you have to tell them to do that every time?
  • Hayato: Not all the time. Sometimes they just do it of their own accord.
  • Chrome: oh?
  • Hayato, pointing to Enma: That one started bawling before the fight even started. I couldn't bring myself to punch him.
  • Chrome: ...
  • Hayato, sniffling a bit: Life has punched him hard enough.

anonymous asked:

Tsuna, Enma and Reborn seducing a maid they fell in love with


Admin Adelheid


“Master? I brought you tea.”

Tsuna felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of you as you rolled the tea cart in. He closed the book he was reading and gave you a smile. “Thanks.”

You love it when he smiled like that. True to his nature he made you feel warm inside whenever he did so. And even though you did not smile often you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling back.

You served the tea on the small table, too busy to notice when Tsuna walked up behind you. You almost jumped out of your skin when his hand grazed your bare arm oh so lightly as he reached for a pastry you had just laid on down. It had been so subtle, so light and yet so incredibly warm your breathe backed up in your throat and your heart started beating crazily.

You turned around to face him in a rush, almost toppling backward when you found him just barely a step away from you. Only his arm quickly snaking itself around your waist saved you from falling over the tea set.

“Are you alright?” he asked, concerned.

Heat crawled up your neck as you stared back at warm, caramel eyes so full of concern stared right back at your shocked ones. The heat of his finely muscled body as he pressed you against it tightly made your mouth dry and your lips tremble even as your mind whirled with confusion. Moving his leg a little you felt the fabric of his trousers rub delicately over the inside of your naked thigh and you had to bite back the moan the dribbled up your throat at the sensation.

What… What was going on? What are you doing to the Master?! Stop daydreaming! It’s not like this was the first time he’s done that, you should be used to it by now! He’s doing this because he’s nice! He has been ever since he picked you as his personal maid! Capo di tuti capi or not, no matter how many people he killed he was different when it came to you. He was different when you’re near! Because this was just his nature, is it not? Because you were part of the Famiglia he had been working hard to protect?

So why were you disgracing yourself in front of him like this?!

You push back and bow apologetically, struggling to fight your blush down. The hopelessness of your feelings pricking your eyes with tears. “I- I’m sorry, Master! I was just surprised.”

“Gee be careful will you?” you almost gasped as he reached out and pulled your face up, forcing you out of your bow. And again you were treated by that warm, kind smile. “Can’t have my personal maid getting hurt. What would I do without you?”

Blushing harder than ever and trying to stop yourself from falling further for the impossible you bow your head again once in apology and left the room.

As soon as you left Tsuna smirked sadly as he bit into the pastry he had used as another excuse to touch you again.

“Just a little more,” he muttered to himself as he stared at the hand that had wrapped itself around you. “Just a little bit more and I won’t be alone hopelessly loving you like this anymore…”


“Master Enma? You called?”

“Yes. Please come in.”

You opened the door carefully to see him standing beside his bed, already removing his tie. His exhausted face made something in your chest ache in sympathy and already you were fighting the urge to offer comfort.

You had heard he had come home from a long, tiresome meeting and when you had caught a glimpse of him from the hallway as he passed by you had noticed his shoulders were a little slumped. His tread heavy with exhaustion as he walked. You had thought he would have given an order for the servants not to disturb him but yet again he had called for you. Like he always had since that evening when he noticed you would sometimes be the only one to greet him when he came back home. It had become so bad that the other servants were now deferring to you when they need to give or let Master Enma know anything. It was like you had become his personal maid but… he never called you anything like that.

“Master?” you called out, a little surprised when he started taking off his suit and shirt.

“Good you’re here,” he sounded relief and your mouth almost dropped open when he undressed to reveal the rippling muscles hidden underneath. You blushed bright and red, grateful for the dim light of the table lamp beside his bed when he turned to you in all his half naked glory. “I need a back rub. It’s been a long day.”

You swallowed hard but you knew you had no way of refusing. Especially since he lay on the bed as though sacrificing his body for your leisure. He raised a brow at you expectantly, and silently questioning your slowness.

You shake your head quickly, trying to get rid of the impure thoughts running through your head as he lay there on his back waiting for you. Swallowing hard you step forward until you were at his bedside.

“Start with my chest,” he commanded as he sighed and crossed his forearms over his eyes. “Then you can do my back. Use that massage oil Shitt P gave me for Christmas.”

Willing your fingers not to tremble you picked up the bottle of lavender oil from the dresser and started warming your hands with it.

Come on why is your heart beating faster? It’s not like this was the first time he’s asked you to do this! So what if you’ll never get used to the feel of his skin under your hands? So what if your breath comes out faster each time you run your fingers over a firm muscle? This was your Master you were talking about here! There is absolutely no sense harboring feelings for him like this!

“Umm…” he moaned as you pressed on a particularly stubborn knot on his shoulder and you blushed and swallowed hard again even as your mouth turned dry at his pleased moan. “Do that again…”

You were a slave to his words. A prisoner to his pleasure. Even as he turned on his back demanding you work on the exhaustion knotting there as well you had to bite your lip to keep from kissing the back of his neck as he settled down to relax.

You left his room when you were done and he was quiet and asleep. For a minute you had to lean against his bedroom door as soon as you closed it from the outside, trying to get your bearings, trying to get your sanity back.

Back in the room Enma smiled into his pillow.

Next time… next time you’ll be ready for him.


Reborn smirked as he saw you in the empty hallway on your toes and rubbing insistently at a stubborn stain on the window. He checked out how your skirt pulled up as you stretched your arm up. His eyes softened when he saw the stray hairs that had escaped your tight bun as you rubbed furiously.

A scheme made him smirk again. He knew you would get mad but it was just too hard to resist.

He silently walked up to you from behind and snaked his long arms around your waist even as his lips found the stray hairs on your nape and kissed them one by one.

“AH!” you practically jumped out of your skin even as you moaned at the sensation of his lips. “W-wha― Master Rebon?!”

“Shhh!” he hushed you as he backed into an empty room with you still held tight in his arms.

You tried to struggle even as you blushed wildly at the mix of desire and anger at his boldness. “Wh- what are you doing?! M- master Reborn?!”

“Has anyone touched you here yet?” he whispered before delicately biting the edge of your ear and has hand digging low touching you between the legs. Forcing your skirt up with the action.

“Wait. No!” you struggled and the only reason you were able to get free was because he laughingly let you go. You glared at him, your face furiously red, your chest heaving heavily as you tried to get your breath back. “Pervert! Master Reborn, why do you keep doing this each and every time?!”

You wanted to wipe that happy smirk on his face as he brought the fingers that touched you up to his nose and licked it slowly. “What’s wrong with checking up on what’s mine?”

You swallowed hard and blushed even harder at his actions but you rallied yourself with righteous indignation. “Stop kidding! I’m a freaking maid here! I do not want to be kicked out just because you’re bored and want to have fun! What you’re doing is despicable!”

He pressed you bodily against the wall, his face serious as he looked into your now wide eyes. “Did anyone say I do the same to all the maids?”

You scowled but you were forced to answer truthfully. “No.”

“Have I ever been bothered by the fact that you’re a maid?”

“Not really.” You replied grudgingly.

“Have I ever made you feel less than a person when I’m around you?”

“…No, you don’t.”

His smirk came back and he pulled his fedora down over his eyes as he stepped back from you. “Then doesn’t that mean you’re special?”

“Stop joking.” you told him tiredly. “You have a reputation to take care of. What would people say if they find out you’re after a mere maid?”

“Since when have I ever cared what anyone else says?”

Even so you looked away from him. How can you believe that it was possible for a man like Reborn could want you? It’s just not right. It’s just not possible.

“It’s alright, I know you’re not ready yet but you’re getting there. I’m a patient man.” He broke the silence between you as he leaned back against the still closed door. But as you look up at him you blinked at the sharp obsidian eyes that had suddenly seemed to be warning you, making your blood run hot and cold at the same time. “Just don’t ever let anyone else touch you. I’m not above getting rid of my competition.”