#illumi fanfiction

[samnia]

I found out you write for hxh 🥺💕

The way you write them feels very nice and Canon.

I wonder can I get a scenario about illumi, ending the life of his first ever friend (he was a teenager and he met the reader SOMEHOW and they formed a secret and forbidden friendship) because his mother kikyo gaslighted him that the reader is a pest to his life etc..

I wonder how much this will have impact on him :)

Illumi opened the door. Zeno sat in the dimly lit chamber, and the decorations never failed to disturb Illumi, despite all the horrid things he's seen. Zeno's eyes shot up to his direction, then examined him. Illumi felt every organ in him tighten up. "You do understand why you're here, correct?" Zeno asked, pouring another cup on tea before sipping it,"Yes, grandfather." He replied. The older man pointed to a seat next to him, a simple 'sit'. Illumi did as he was told and sat, plenty of things ran through his mind, like a childish wish hoping that it was about his low performances while training, not how he can't help but hang out with a certain someone.

"You can't seem to listen, I suppose. As your parents have said, today and tomorrow will be the most crucial times of your life if I'm sincere." He said before soothing out his beard. Illumi poured himself a cup of tea, too. He drank some. The first thing he noticed was that it contained magnolia flowers and how it was your favorite. How bad have you screwed his brain? Zeno coughed, gaining Illumi's attention back. "Illumi, I'm not going to say names, but get rid of them. Kikyo will be accompanying you to make sure of it." Zeno informed, before standing up and walking out the room. Illumi's eyes widen, surely that was too much. The door opened again, and he heard shuffling and then heels clacking, His mother made herself known by dusting her maroon ballgown and fixing the single feather on her hat.

Kikyo firmly touched his shoulder. He looked at and noticed she was grinning out of pure delight. "I only want the best you. I say it's time to solve your problem." She chimed. You'd be in the woods as usual, telling Illumi about the newest gossip in your town. If you were lucky enough, Illumi would be so interested that he'd go easedropping with you, even though it'd be borderline stalking. You stood by a tree, trying to collect and break open the nuts. When illumi walked behind you, a change in the air was noticeable. You turnt around slowly, "Illumi, nice haircut. What took you so long?" You asked. "Nothing." He responded, Illumi looked back. Kikyo was hiding in the trees, watching him. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Can you crack these open?"

You tossed it to Illumi. He smiled for a bit. "I suppose you're not trying to break more teeth," He snagged before crushing it with his hand. The shell fell off, and he handed it to you. The ground shook, a sign from his mother to make it quick. You gave another one to illumi. Now, he extends his arm as if throwing something. "I was like fourteen. That baby tooth had to go!" You reasoned. You imbecile. Why expose how long you've been friends? But then again, how would you know. He aimed and threw it toward you at lighting speed. While trying duck, it went straight throught and your heart. Blood gushed out of you before hitting the ground. His mother came from out the shadows. She pressed a button on her communication device. "Inform the bulters that Mike will be given a small treat."

[So, if you don't understand, Illumi used the walnut to spike Y/n in the head, leading to their ultimate death. And then the corpse is then fed to Mike, the guard dog. This takes place when Illumi is about sixteen (hence, illumi has short hair), when the family discovers Alluka has a entity, Nanika within her.

Requests are always welcomed!

[headcansxfanfictions]

Chapter #3 of “HisokaXIllumi Drunk Fanfic”

AN: My chapters are always short but #4 will be here soon. Im gonna post all chapters of this fanfic on my Wattpad so new readers can easily catch up. My Wattpad is in pinned post.

Hisoka contemplates for a moment. There are so many juicy questions he could ask however he didn’t want to scare Illumi away. It would have to be a boring question for now. “What was your first job as an assassin?”

Illumi pauses a second before responding, suddenly sober and serious, “Hmmm the memory is faded, I was four years old… My father took me along for a trivial job. He easily rendered the target immobile and had me deliver the final strike.”

Hisoka listens, unexpectedly intrigued. Illumi betrays no emotion. It’s unsettling even to Hisoka’s ears. Illumi was already an assassin at four years old? How can he speak so nonchalantly.

“So wha-was your first job?” Illumi drawls.

Hisoka takes a sip, “My first real job was being a stage hand for a traveling circus when I was about 10. I would set up props, tend to the animals, clean the stage between acts. In my free time I learned tricks from some of the performers.”

Illumi smiles slightly and sighs. “Sounds nice… sounds freeing.”

Hisoka wishes he could know what was going on in Illumi’s mind. His face was nearly impossible to read but it had softened and his words were almost, sad, that is if Hisoka had to pin an emotion to them.

“You’re so free, Hisoka. How do you do it.” Its a rhetorical question but Hisoka almost wants to answer, he tries to word it in his head but illumi interrupts his thoughts:

“Nevermind, I shouldn’t be thinking like that. I’m just drunk.” Illumi’s words are rushed and messy.

“Thinking like what?” Hisoka nudges the drink to Illumi’s mouth, now interested. Illumi sips. “What shouldn’t you be thinking like?”

Illumi looks at Hisoka, silent. Hisoka takes that to mean a ‘no comment’.

Thats fine Hisoka has plenty of questions he wants answered. Hmmm which one. Ah! A classic one but an interesting warmup, “Whats your body count?”

Illumi perks up, “Hisoka Im literally an assassin.”

“No I mean like… body count.” Hisoka tries to give nonverbal hints but Illumi just stares at him all bug eyed. Hisoka sighs with exasperation and nudges Illumi to drink again before asking, “I mean; how many people have you fucked?”

“Oh” Illumi breaths out, “Like sex?”

“Christ Illumi, yes, sex! I think that was clear!”

Illumi looks confused “I don’t have children Hisoka. I thought you knew that.”

“Yeah, I figured,” Hisoka snorts, “what does that have to do with my question?”

Illumi just looks more confused, “Well sex makes pregnancy and pregnancy makes kids.”

Hisoka rolls his eyes dramatically, “I know that Illumi but thank you.” Then it occurs to Hisoka and he snaps his focus at Illumi, “Illumi? You do know that people can have sex and not have children, like with protection, right?” ‘Or if its gay sex’ Hisoka thinks but doesn’t add.

“Why would you want that?” Illumi is having a hard time figuring why anyone would have sex to not have kids, like whats even the point then?

Hisoka would have found Illumi’s confused expression cute if he wasn’t so flabbergasted by the grown man’s complete lack of sexual understanding.

“Because Illumi! It feels good!” Hisoka half-yells exasperatedly. “Wait so, you have never had sex. Like ever?!”

Illumi is starting to get it. Hisoka has sex. Probably a lot. Which is why he always talks about it. Illumi had always found the magician’s fixation with sex jokes to be strange given that the man had no desire to have children.

“So you have sex? Just to feel good?” Illumi giggles. Now that Illumi really thinks about it hisoka does most things just cause it feels good so why would sex be any different. “You are strange, Hisoka.”

Hisoka would usually agree that he is the strange one but when I comes to Illumi thats more debatable. (Its no debate Illumi wins the weirdo award.)

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Chapter 10

H X H ( ILLUMI ZOLDYCK)

CONTROL

WC: 2708

TW: none

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Chapter 9

Over the years both of the assassins had gone and completed many missions, each making a name for themselves. Without realizing it, both Illumi and Noa had been competing for the top spot for best assassin. As well as they were both going and preparing for the hunters exam. 

Illumi needed the hunter’s license to help him when it came to gathering information. Noa just needed the license to have under her belt, nothing of much interest to her. The both had begun their journey. 

Noa had arrived first, making her applicant 47. When Noa walked in she examined all of the present applicants. The only person that caught her eye was a clown/ magician who sat and shuffled his cards. Noa was very intrigued and stared at him with complete focus, watching as he shuffled each card so quickly without a mistake. Well that was until a small card flew out of the desk but was pulled back. Surprised she uses gyo to see if there was anything , and to her surprise she notices something like gum attached to his cards..

Noa’s intense stare didn’t go unnoticed by applicant 44, in fact he enjoyed this attention. Oh how he loved being admired. He stopped his shuffling to glance up with his gold amber eyes, once he saw her eye to eye he was impressed by her unwithering stare. Noa wasn’t bothered at all, for she thrived at such tension. To be polite, like the magician he his, he passes Noa a smile, in which Noa returns one back. Always keep your friends close and your enemies closer,  though she wasn’t all too sure where to place this magician. 

Without much thought Noa walks towards a wall that has a high ledge and jumps up to sit at the very top, this provides Noa with a view of all her competitions and those who will enter. Noa always knew it was better to get a bird’s eye view, always easier to see planned attacks. 

One after another contestants fill the room, until a small white haired boy with his little skateboard comes in. This alone was the start of a moment she wished to avoid. 

Noa (pov) 

Is that Killua? No, it couldn’t be. How could he be here, he was never allowed outside of his estate grounds unless it was for practice for missions or with a butler.. Unless, Illumi is here.. I look around to try to find him, but nothing. Illumi not with killua? Something must be wrong.. I jumps off the ledge and walk towards killua, hoping that i would catch him off guard.

“ Well if it isn’t Killua.” I shuffle his hair from behind him, startling Killua in the process..

“ N-Noa?”

“ Don’t look so scared Kil, it’s just me.” I move to stand in front of him and laugh. 

Killua takes a step back from me and takes an attack stance ready to fight me if I attack. “ Killua, you can relax, I do not wish to fight you, nor will I plan on it.” Killua looks at me with his intense stare contemplating if i meant my words, to which he decides that i am and relaxes. 

Pft, to think he thought he could beat me in a fight.. poor boy doesn’t even know how to use nen, let alone fight me.

“ What are you doing here?” Killua asks as he avoids eye contact with me. 

“ Well no particular reason, I just thought I could do it and just have the license under my belt. How about you Killua, I’m surprised you’re here, is someone with you?” 

“ No, I'm here alone, I wanted to see how hard this hunter's exam was.”

“ Hmm. I’m surprised your parents let you go alone, thus, i'm under the impression that you went against them. or better, on a mission”

 “ Maybe.”

I laugh and begin walking back to my original spot, i notice that Killua doesn’t follow, so I stop to turn back and move my head in a way that says “ let’s go.” He begins following me but we are stopped by another applicant, number 16.  He greets us and introduces himself to us, and tells us that he can tell that we are rookies and new to the whole exam. I gave a side look to killua and see that he too was already looking at me. 

“ Here let's toast to friendship!” Tonpa extends two cans of what looks like soda. I grab both the cans and open them before giving one to killua. The moment I open it I can tell something was added to it.. Hmm friendship you say.. 

Killua and I take a sip of our drinks and look at one another, I laugh to which he too laughs. Ha, he could tell it was messed with too. We finished our drinks and bid our goodbyes acting like we were buddy buddies with him.  I climb back up to my little ledge and make myself comfortable, with killua following my moves. 

“ So much for friendship, he tried poisoning us already.” 

“ Yeah, what an idiot! If only he knew we were trained assassins” Killua laughs and folds his arms behind his head and closes his eyes. We stayed quiet and just let the chattering in the air occupy our thoughts, well that was until Killua asks me a question. 

“ Noa, why did you stop visiting us?”

“ Well I had a lot of missions, nothing personal towards you, in fact you’re my favorite Zoldyck.”

“ Well that’s a lie, your favorite zoldyck is Illumi. Hey, actually was it because of big brother that you stopped coming?”

“ Hm sure you can say illumi was once a favorite to me, but don’t worry i can promise you that you’re my favorite. As for illumi being a reason, I will neither confirm nor deny.”

“ So that’s gotta be a yes!”

“ I take it you won’t accept any other answer.”

“Only if you can give me a convincing answer.” He turns to give me a small side smirk with side eyes. I shake off his comment and give a small chuckle and continue to look at all the applicants walk in. 

I keep a mental note of who I must keep an eye on, and to be honest none look like they’ll be any trouble. Well that’s until an applicant walks in.. he’s handed the badge number 301.. With every step he takes he rattles and shakes.. Much like he’s got the jitters or chills. Wait a minute.. What is he wearing… I’m no snitch but someone needs to call the fashion police. Has no one told him how terrible that outfit looks? He walks towards the magician, and begins talking with him from what I can see. Hmm, it looks like they know one another. And on that note, why do they both have a smaller waist than I do?  

“ That pink haired guy looks kinda creepy.” Killua comments.

“ Hm.. Him? Oh not at all, his little partner on the other hand, terrible fashion choice.”

“ his outfit, more like his hair and what is up with his face?”

“ Don’t be rude killua!”

“ You’re one to talk, you just made fun of his outfit!” Killua yells. 

We both bicker back and forth each defending our own opinion, that is until the pink haired man points in our direction. That is when we both stop to look at the two figures in the distance…

“ Wait, do you know them?” Killua asks me.

“ No.. not that i know of.”

“ well they sure know you..”

I stare back until they both look away. I jump off the ledge and dust myself off, to which Killua follows as well. I turn to look at the young boy, “ Well I'm going to walk around and see if I can learn anything.. You should do the same.” 

Killua nods and bids me a goodbye without a second word. “ Killua.” I call before he gets too far from me, he turns to look at me with his cat-like eyes. 

“ I wish you the best, just know i have no intention as i mentioned before to hurt you, that being said if you need anything just find me if you can, I’ll always be near. ” 

“ I can handle myself.”

“ I wouldn’t doubt it, but very well, I will see you around.”

I walk away and shuffle my way through the crowd, I try my best to avoid any contact with anyone, just so I can avoid any trouble.. That was until some idiot bumps into me, I guess I’ll be nice and apologize. 

“ oh I’m sorry!” 

The man stops and laughs, “ yes, you should be.” 

Excuse me? I’ll show you who should be sorry, “ My apologies, what did you say?” I stand with both hands interlocked in front of me with my head hanging low, to look like I'm submitting to him and really apologizing to him.

“ Can’t even hear me, it would be better for you to drop from the exam before it starts.” He chuckles and turns to face me.

Without a second thought I walk past him and gasps can be heard all around me. I’m guessing no one thought I’d do anything.. Never judge a book by its cover, “ Looks like you’re dropping first, quite literally.” I smile as I hold his heart in my hand and watch him fall to the floor. I look back at the heart in my hands and dig my fingers into the organ and rip it apart. Causing whatever blood was left in the organ to splatter around. Out of reflex I dropped the heart and caught whatever it was being thrown at me. In between my fingers I could tell it’s a card, I brought the card in front of me to see what card I held. Looks like I have the queen of hearts, how ironic. Already knowing who it belongs to, I face the magician and do his little card trick, by making the card disappear. 

“ Now you see it, and now you don’t.” I smile towards the magician, to which he applauds me. 

“My my.. It looks like I have a competition.” 

I  walk towards him and notice his little friend stands next to him, “Competition? Well I suppose you decided we are opponents rather than allies. Fine by me, not that I see you as any competition, I would waste my time in a fight with you.” 

“ A waste of time, you wound me with your words.” he dramatically throws his hand over his heart. 

“ Well while you're wounded, I assume you wouldn’t mind if I took your cards.” I then hold his deck of cards in my hands. He looks at me taken back by my actions but doesn’t question it. But waves me off. I begin shuffling the cards myself, this is when I notice that his cards bend like regular cards, but sharper than a dagger in the corners. 

“ So delicate flower, what is your name?”

“ Noa, Noa Lucafist.”

“ Hisoka , and this here is Gittarackur.”

“ Lovely to meet you, Hisoka and Gittarackur.”

After the introductions, we begin discussing what we are to expect in the exam. This is when i find out that Hisoka had done this before but was eliminated for such careless acts. But I couldn’t help but notice that Gittarackur kept his solid gaze on me, not once looking away. His stare alone felt familiar, intense.. Cold, yet comforting… I turn to look at him but he turns away, okay? 

Just when I’m about to ask him if there’s something wrong, an announcement that the hunter exam is about to start.. This is when we all learn that we must follow the examiner. 

The three of us all begin to start running to catch up with the examiner. I don't worry too much since I’ve ran countless miles for hours before. The key is to take longer strides and level your heart rate. I notice that Killua passes me with his little skateboard, letting the small breeze blow through his hair as he just relaxes. Smart boy. I continue to run at my pace until the pace begins to pick up.. Damnit, just when I was getting comfortable. With a sigh , I just pick up my pace a bit, but that is when i see others begin to fall behind and even give out completely.  

How could they have already given up, we haven't even started! With my attention somewhere else I didn't notice that I had ran closer to Gittarackur and bumped into him, almost knocking myself over. But He’s quick to grab me before I could even stumble, allowing me to keep my pace without stopping. 

“My apologies, and thank you.” I thanked him, but I got nothing in return. Hm, maybe he’s just an awkward man.. 

We continue to run for what seems like hours and I saw that more than half of the people had already dropped out.. A shame, I thought this was going to be harder. That is when i see a little boy like Killua run up past me reaching around where Killua is. Huh, another kid.  I watch the two kids and then hear some grown man begin yelling at Killua telling him to stop disrespecting the exam. But Killua isn’t bothered much by his comment, and actually seems confused. That is until the other kid backs Killua up telling the older man that it’s not an endurance test, just that we need to keep up with the examiner, smart kid. 

Killua slows down to start talking with the kid and that’s when he jumps off of his board and begins running with all of us. I smile at the two kids knowing that they are probably talking about some kid things. 

“ Do you know that white haired boy?” For the first time Gittarackur speaks up. 

“ Why do you ask?”

“ You were with him on the ledge back in the waiting room.”

“ mm, Yes i do, someone I’ve known for years..  So if you hurt him, you will regret it.”

“ I have no such plans.”

“ Good.”

We continue to run besides each other as we begin to descend up the stairs. Hisoka seems not too bothered by any of this running as he runs with a smile on his face, such a peculiar man. He’s a transmuter that’s for sure.. That’s when it hits me, does Gittarackur know how to use nen?

“Gittarackur, may i ask you a question? “ If you must.” He rattles as he turns his head to look at me and responds.

“ Are you a nen user by chance, I imagine if Hisoka is one.. He would only surround himself with those who are of either equal or stronger levels of strength.”

“ Yes i am.”

“ Then what are you exactly? Type I mean.”

“ A manipulator.”

“ Oh.. so am I!” 

“ I see.”

That is when our conversation ends, did I wish he spoke more? Most definitely, but i’ll take what i can get. I’m brought back to earth once I see light begin to fill the tunnel, finally we’ve reached the exit! I pick up my pace trying to get to the end faster rather than later. 

Finally we reach the end and out of the tunnel, I walk towards where Hisoka is and behind follow his buddy. Some of the applicants that are left begin asking if this is the end of the first stage, this is when we learn that we are in the Numere Wetlands and we need to pass to get past the first stage… The examiner then begins to explain the nature of the whole land and about the creatures that live in it. but a stranger comes out all wounded, or should i say creature.. The moment “ it” popped up it began explaining what one of the creatures would want, or rather what it would want, to eat human flesh. 

I laugh internally and begin grabbing the rose thorns from the little flower brooch that I wear. All the other applicants begin to make sense of the whole situation, and even begin accusing Satotz of being a false examiner.  I sing in a low voice ‘ roses are red and violets are blue, tell a lie and these thorns will kill you.” In seconds the little metal pieces pierce right through the creature. 

“ Well you took away my fun delicate flower” Hisoka grins towards me.

“ There is only one room for a deceiver and it’s me, sorry hisoka.” I walk and approach the body to pull out my thorns, and shove them into my pocket. The crowd looks at me like I have just committed a crime, ungrateful is what they are.

The examiner applauds my actions but informs others that this was to be expected. Well at least I know that none of this will be too difficult.

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He’s a perv

Perv!Illumi x Fem!Reader

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warnings: pervy Illumi, yandere behavior, masturbation, panty stealing, he’s kind of yucky, breeding, pregnancy

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Illumi had never experienced sexual attraction before. Had he gotten some morning wood once or twice? Yes, but he rarely felt the urge to jack off.

That was… until he met you.

He wasn’t quite sure what made you so appealing. You looked ordinary, at least… you should have. Illumi had been surrounded by the worlds most beautiful women since he was but a boy… yet here he was, getting hard over a girl he had barely met.

Maybe it was your soft curves, or the ways your hips swayed when you walked… it could have even been your sweet voice, and those pretty, glossy lips that made him want to pull you in and taste the shiny lipgloss you were wearing…

Whatever it was, ever since he first laid eyes on you, Illumi’s body had been acting strangely. Even a whiff of your perfume could have his cock twitching, standing at attention and ready for you… it was quite embarrassing, or it would have been if Illumi had any shame.

No, the only reason Illumi his his overwhelming desire for you was because he wanted these feelings to go away as quickly as possible. He couldn’t fall for some nobody Hunter with nen weaker than all the other applicants that had passed with you. No, Illumi was supposed to marry the best of the best, a woman whose womb could bear a strong heir.

But… that didn’t stop him from acting on some of his urges…

Unfortunately, Illumi couldn’t seem to let you out of his sight. It was annoying, following you around as you did your little daily chores in town. He could hardly get any work done when you looked so cute. You didn’t even realize your panties were showing when you bent over to pick up a coin…

When he couldn’t be constantly watching over you, Illumi would steal little trinkets from your home to… keep him satiated. Used panties, your lipgloss, and clothing items that smelled like your perfume.

He’d wrap your panties around his cock as he jerked off, your cardigan pressed against his face. If he really focused, he could imagine your pussy tightening around him, your plump thighs pressing against him as he bounced you on his cock…

He’d cum buckets into your panties, then break into your apartment and drop them off on your floor, like a cat leaving a dead mouse as a gift.

After a while, his urges grew and grew, until your panties just weren’t enough for him anymore.

Wooing you wasn’t too hard, and getting into your pants was easier than he would have though. The fact you were a virgin was very surprising… but welcomed. After all, he was a virgin as well.

The second his cock sunk into you, he immediately knew that he could never let you go. To hell with a strong heir, he wanted you, and only you. You were the only one that could make him feel this way… soft, vulnerable, and so goddamn horny.

Poor, poor you, having Illumi fuck into you for hours on end, unable to pull out of your pretty, warm cunt. He fucked so much cum into you that you felt so swollen and full…

Even after he was done, he didn’t pull out. Instead, he held you close, kissing the top of your head. “You’re all mine, darling. I’ll have wedding preparations ready within a week.”

You were much too exhausted to argue… and you weren’t sure you could say no to Illumi Zoldyck… so you just slept, accepting your fate. You’d be taken care of, and would never have to worry about anything ever again.

Shortly, Illumi would have his now pregnant wife in his home, where she would be safe, and where he could ravish her whenever he felt like it.

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Four's a Party (Chrollo Lucilfer, Hisoka Morow, Illumi Zoldyck)

Kinktober 2023 Day Ten: Foursome

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

They’re not the most dynamic trio.

  Oh sure. They’re all very powerful. You wouldn’t want to know that Illumi Zoldyck had your name and place of residency memorized for any other reason besides the fact that you gave it to him. You wouldn’t want to be caught dead with something- anything that Chrollo might want for himself. And to be the object of Hisoka’s attention- even for a moment- is like placing your hand into Death’s all by your own free will. Together, they’re even more deadly. Even more of something to be afraid of. 

  But you also wouldn’t have called them the best of friends. People who would go out of their way to check in on each other. To do something fun together. That wasn’t them. In fact, you always saw them for what was beneath their surfaces. The sizing of each other up. The cockiness and arrogance with each word spoken to each other. The quiet rivalry that existed no what day or time or year or place. And so it doesn’t surprise that when they come together, that tension still sits in whatever room they’re in. Getting thicker and thicker and thicker. Making it hard for people like you to breathe. But what does surprise you is that sometimes, the tension is no longer quiet. The tension can become more than just “jokingly” throwing a pin needle in the direction of someone’s eye with the excuse of “I knew you would dodge it.” And sometimes, the tension can involve you. 

  Or rather, it can involve three pairs of hands running all over you as they urge you to say one name louder than the rest. His name.

  Whoever that may be in the moment. Though rarely a moment goes by when you’re around, and all three of them aren’t vying for your attention. Some moments it’s more subtle. Like touches to your shoulder and hands around your waist. Sometimes it’s more bold. Like requests for kisses and flowers when you least expect them. And sometimes? And sometimes it’s dirty, filthy, and sinful.

  Sometimes it’s spending the night on the floor of a fancy hotel. Sucking off one man while another laps at your cunt like a starving, dying man- hoping that the one person with their cock stuffed inside your ass isn’t the one who’s making you cry out and squirm so sweetly like that.

  “Deeper, sweetheart.” Chrollo hums from above you, a little to your side. Through fluttering lashes and eyes starting to tear up, you can see the almost warm smile he gives you. Just you. And it’s the slightest bit comforting- just like the way he cups your jaw with one hand and holds your hair back with the other as you do your best to swallow as much of his dick as your throat lets you. But he’s hard and he’s thick and he's long and there’s so much happening to you right now that it makes it hard for you to do just about anything right. But Chrollo is kind to you. Chrollo is gentle with you. Sweet on you. So he’ll opt for saying a few encouraging words and shoving it in deeper himself. While you’re in between breaths of course. “...that’s it, there you go.”

  You start choking almost instantly, as Chrollo manages to slide a little deeper inside your warm, wet throat. For a second, you’re struggling to breathe. Forced to do nothing but let him stroke your cheek as you try to regain what you lost. It’s a hard couple of seconds. One that makes the threes fall a little faster, and your heart beat a little quicker than it had been before. But eventually, you balance out. You get your stability. You relearn how to breathe with a cock stuffed in your mouth. You find that all is well. 

  But only then, does Hisoka’s lips decide to reacquaint themselves with your clit again. 

  “Mmm…” You’re forced to moan against Chrollo’s dick at the sensation, but he’s gracious enough to let you pull off of him after a couple of seconds to enjoy what’s being given to you. And so, the leader of the Phantom Troupe’s cock falls from your mouth with a lewd, lewd pop and your voice is free to sing as loudly to the hotel room walls as Hisoka can make you. “...Wait, wait, wait-”

  But he doesn’t wait. The clown you’re oh-so deeply terrified of doesn’t wait for you to catch your breath or regain your bearings. Instead, he just lets his eyes flicker up from between your parted legs to you and a smirk plays at his lips before his head goes back to burying itself in between your thighs. And there you are- stuck watching and whimpering and withering as a long, skillful tongue flicks itself against your clit and circles it was a little too much skill to be natural. Up and down. Side to side. In circles. Creating shapes.

   He does all that despite your cries. He does all that despite your pleas. And you’re nice and good and messy and creamy for him once more, he decides it’s time to go back to licking down the expanse of your slit. Tasting just about everything you have to offer in this moment again and again and again and again. And when that isn’t enough for him? He starts grabbing at your thighs- lifting you up further and further and spreading your legs wider and wider as his nails press into your skin and his tongue slips between your lower lips. Wandering and swimming and exploring your insides. Like they were his all along.

  But the second he moved your body, somebody else rejoined the fight. Someone who isn’t so keen on being ignored or not in control of the situation. Especially when it has to do with a certain murderous, sociopathic, literal clown who’s currently busying himself with poor, spent little cunny right now.

  “Don’t hog.” 

  That’s all you’re able to hear Illumi say before he starts to move you himself. Immediately, you’re gasping out as the man lying beneath you lifts his legs up to prop yours up even further. Hisoka easily is able to follow your body’s movements and doesn’t even stop eating you out for a moment. Chrollo doesn’t fail to take advantage of this opportunity either. With this angle, you’re up a little higher. And with a hand on your cheek once more, he’s turning your head and slipping his cock down your throat. A little easier than before. But it’s not the sudden intrusion of a dick brushing against the back of your throat that gets you to cry out and moan this time. Nor is it the feeling of Hisoka tongue-fucking you in that way you know only he is capable of. 

  No, no, no instead it’s the feeling of Illlumi's own cock. Going a little further up your tiny little puckered hole. Spread you out nice and wide like you never imagined you’d get spread out before. 

  And you absolutely loved it.

  “Don’t get jealous. You don’t move your hips enough to upset with me.” Hisoka remarks back, taking his face away from your pussy just long enough to shoot some harsh words back at the assassin. But all too soon, he’s back to paying attention to your body- blowing against your clit and kissing it softly. Almost as if apologizing for losing focus on you. “Who do you think got her wet for you to enjoy this, hmmm?”

  At Hisoka’s blow, Illumi starts to sit up- forcing his cock a bit deeper inside of you a little too suddenly. Once again, you pull your mouth off of Chrollo’s cock in favor of letting out a loud, loud gasp that falls into a nice and needly little moan real quickly. Your hand comes up and settles over your lower stomach. Almost as if that would ease the intense feelings being delivered onto you in this moment. Very subtly, Illumi is starting to rock his hips beneath you. Pressing just barely further before pulling out a little. You moan again at that feeling as Illumi’s own hands come up to put themselves against your stomach and press down. But before you can let out another pleasure-filled sound, Chrollo is grabbing your face and leading it towards him for the umpteenth time tonight. And you don’t even have to wait to be told to open your mouth and stick out your tongue for him. 

  You just do. 

  And Chrollo makes quick work of your throat. Using and using and using it to his heart’s contents. Just like how Hisoka makes quick work of your pussy- lapping and licking and sucking and slurping it up as your juices spill over and your nectar runs free. Just like how Illumi rolls his hips into yours. Soaking up your gasps and letting out his own groans and grunts about just how tight and perfect you are. And so the three of them work in unison. They move in tandem- taking their own turns distracting you. Producing your moans and your pleasure and the warm, growing feeling in the pit of your stomach that’s starting to get more and more unbearable with time. 

  Some more words are exchanged. Some more threats are said. A few more glares. A few more changes in the aura. And sometimes translates into someone snapping their hips into yours. Sometimes that translates into someone sucking your clit a little too hard. Or making you swallow so much dick that you’re stuck drooling all over yourself as your hands tighten into fists and all you can do is struggle to breathe. All so that way they can stop. Let you rest. Let you breathe. Let you exist. And then put you back into the same place while the three of them change positions.

  Enjoying different parts of you that they didn’t get to explore before.

  Though in the end, you still don’t think they’re the most dynamic trio. They’re powerful people. Powerful on their own. Powerful in their own right. But in a way, they feel far too different. Far from friends. But exactly like people with a shared goal. A shared vision. A shared toy, even. So, it’s true. Sometimes, they mesh together very well. A little too well. Without even trying. Without even wanting it too bad. Sometimes, they mesh together very, very, very well. At least, you know they do sometimes. You know they do. 

    Especially when it comes to you.

[morallygreyyn]

hi!! i hope you're having a good day/night <3

if it's not too out there, could i request softdomme!reader restraining illumi and edging him with a vibe to try to get more of a reaction than usual out of him? break this man <3

gn or female reader is fine, up to you!

in search of perfection (sub!illumi x domme!reader)

description: you had seldom heard illumi moan, but those times you had, it was like music to your ears. now, you wanted to know what it was like when he screamed...

authors note: break him i shall, dearest anon, break him i shall <3

warnings: smut, domme/sub dynamic, edging, forced orgasms, mirror sex, smidge ooc illumi towards the end (?) this is definitely a hear me out moment as he would probably never do this but i truly just want to hear this man scream 🤧 is that so wrong?

word count: 1.5k

minors dni

requests are open! please read my rules!

You brought your mouth to Illumi’s just as he reached another climax, his fingers tightening around the restraints that bound him, a quiet grunt escaping his otherwise perfectly quiet demeanour. 

“I love seeing you like this, Illumi.” You whispered to him, nibbling his earlobe. “The sight gives my heart a bit of a rush.”

“Why?” He got the words out through clenched teeth, still feeling the relentless whirr of the vibrator against his prostate.

“I have Illumi Zoldyck under my touch, orgasmming for me over and over, being oh so obedient.” You smiled sweetly, knowing your actions were anything but. “It really is quite beautiful.”

“I don’t see what is beautiful about it.”

“You are beautiful.” He seemed to freeze at your words, mouth forming the perfect ‘o’ shape. Lovingly brushing some hair out of his face, you kissed him again before stopping the vibrator, knowing that he was on the verge of reaching another climax.

“Y/n.” 

“Yes?”

“Why?”

“For fun.” You grinned, stroking his cheek. It wasn’t time for him to know of your greater plan just yet. “You’ll be a good boy and obey, won’t you?”

Flipping the vibrator back on, you watched with delight when Illumi’s muscles strained and pulled, keeping as still as possible like you wanted. You knew he was more than strong enough to demolish any form of bonds, but that would result in your displeasure, and Illumi oddly loved to please. Illumi was also tough, and would never express what he was feeling, if anything at all. So, being the helpful person that you are, you took it upon yourself to coax whatever reactions out of him that you could. If that meant breaking him then so be it.

Sensing he was close again, you cruelly turned off the vibrator and stood.

“Where are you going?” He asked as you left him on the bed, heading towards the box where you kept your toys.

“Just here.” You replied with a smile, taking your time choosing what you would use to make Illumi moan. It was a rare phenomenon, but it could be done. You had heard the elusive sound a precious few times, and you were determined to hear it again. 

Choosing your apparatus, you turned to him with a wicked glint in your eye, and Illumi knew that he would be here for a while.

It had been a couple of hours before Illumi showed promise. You had broken him down enough for his quiet grunts to turn into moans, and you couldn’t deny how beautiful he both sounded and looked. His long black hair spread around him like glossy tar, his toned and lithe body twitched and flexed with each sensation that rippled through him, a light flush dusted his cheeks as he gazed at you, fathomless eyes as heavy and pulling as a black hole. 

“What more do you want?” He breathed, words hitching as your hand traced lightly over his sensitive skin. Despite being highly trained, he was only human. 

“Scream for me, Illumi.” Your touch was as soft as a whisper, lovingly caressing his pale skin. “I want you to scream.”

“How are you going to do that?” Illumi’s question was little more than curious, albeit unintentionally condescending. He sounded as though that was an impossible task.

“With this.” You brought your hand to rest against the strap-on you would use to fill his hole, knowing he was the most unabashed when being pounded. “I think it’s high time you get filled, wouldn’t you agree?”

“What’s so special about that?” Illumi had never screamed before but, then again, he had never been made to feel this good before. He also couldn’t deny the want, which was a completely new feeling for him. 

“What’s special is that,” You pointed towards the vibrator that was rapidly buzzing against his new erection. “Is staying on.”

“Oh.” He sighed, eyelids fluttering shut at your words. He was at the brink of some precipice, although he didn’t know what. This was further than you both had ever gone before, and he didn’t quite know the extent of pleasure you were subjecting him to. He had only been exposed to bodily pleasure after meeting you. 

Settling between Illumi’s legs, something caught your eye from your peripheral vision. Turning to look at the mirror, a wicked idea formed in your mind. That was perfect.

Unfastening his restraints, you tilted his chin upwards to meet your gaze. “Get on the floor and face the mirror, I want you on your hands and knees.”

Illumi moved off of the bed to comply with your command, seemingly less fluid and graceful than he usually moved. You could tell he was tempted to tear the vibrator off of him, but you knew he was feeling too good to remove it. Only a man as strong as he was could withstand such sensitive and overbearing pleasure and find it enjoyable. 

You watched as Illumi exposed himself to you, meeting your eyes through the reflection of the mirror. Oh, the sight of him almost froze you in place. With hooded eyes, a light flush on his cheeks, lips parted, and hair tumbling to the floor, you almost lost your demeanour and pounced. How had you gotten so lucky? Who else knew this side of Illumi? He was simply exquisite.

You kept his gaze as you moved to stand behind him, kept it as you dropped to your knees, hands running up the inside of his soft thighs. His muscles tremored slightly beneath your touch. Yes, he was definitely ready. Finally, after hours, Illumi would be responsive enough.

His hole was already wet and open from the prostate vibrator that had abused him for the majority of the day, and so it took very little effort as you slowly pushed into him, taking your time and savouring the look on his face as you did so. Yes, the mirror was a fantastic idea.

One you had buried yourself to the hilt, you stilled. The only sound in the room was the whir of the vibrator, and Illumi’s heavy breathing.

“Move.” He demanded, fingers curling against the wooden floor. You smirked, he was desperate.

“Why should I?” You felt wicked as you grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled, coaxing a low moan from the boy. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes.”

You pulled him up, his back flush against your chest while your hand wrapped around his throat, giving it a slight squeeze. “You want me to fuck you nice and good?”

“Yes.”

“If you insist.” You kissed his neck before pushing him back down and letting him touch the floor again. “I am looking forward to that scream, Illumi.”

Pulling out as slowly as you pushed in, your hips snapped forward and Illumi jolted. Without giving him a moment to catch his breath, you began pounding. Having been edged for hours, Illumi almost couldn’t handle the unbearable sensation of both a vibrator and a strap-on making him feel overwhelmingly sensational. He felt as though he was on fire, his entire being was burning.

You watched carefully through the mirror, watching his face contort as he lost control of both his emotions and his reactions. Moans freely fell from his lips, and grew ever louder the closer he got to his high that he had been chasing but denied. His face looked almost pained, but you knew it was from exquisite pleasure. Illumi would never look pained if he was actually in pain. 

His eyes rarely left yours, only briefly a few times when his eyes closed on a particularly good thrust that brushed against his prostate. His voice had become strangled, almost choking on the sounds he was making. You wrapped some of his hair around your fist as you rode his ass, sincerely loving every moment of this. His expression was one you had never seen before and you felt the need to commit it to memory. 

“You’re so beautiful.” You couldn’t help but say, and his eyes flickered to yours before returning to watching himself get fucked by you. You could tell he was extraordinarily close, his voice getting louder and louder with each snap of your hips. “I will let you finish, but you know the condition.”

“I know.” He managed, crying out as he held your gaze once more. His eyes did not stray from you as he reached the high he so desperately sought, and Illumi Zoldyck came with a scream. 

If you could have a single sound memorised, it would have been that one. It was simply perfection. 

Helping him through his earth shattering orgasm, Illumi’s body trembled against yours as he slowly came back to earth. 

You pulled out and took off the vibrator, tossing them to the side to be cleaned later. Your first priority was your boyfriend who was lying on the floor, forehead pressed against the wooden panels as he caught his breath.

“You got what you wanted.” He said as you brought him into your arms, his head dropping against your shoulder. 

“It was perfect.” You stroked his hair, planting kisses against his temples as you made him look at you.  “You are perfect.”

[cocowritesstuff]

⚠️ MINORS DNI ⚠️

💖📍💚💧 Illumi/Hisoka x OFC anyone?? 💖📍💚💧

- this is meant to be super lighthearted & fun— lots of dark comedy & illumi having mini mental breakdowns— i can’t write any more angst, my life is already depressing enough 💀

- ✨ i will also be linking chapters under the cut as i update. ✨

[strawberyblogs]

HxH - Dating Adult Trio

Headcanons 🥭

Chrollo 📚🕷️🗝️

- Chrollo is very focused on the Phantom Troupe, therefore you may not see him for long periods of time. However, he'll frequently write you letters sending his love and telling you what he's doing.

- Following up to the previous one, when he's not busy with work, he'll spend a lot of time with you when he's not busy. He doesn't want to make you feel neglected, so he's very loving, and tries to make as much time for you as possible.

- Romantic gestures are his forte! He'll surprise you with gifts, dates, or attention, just to make you feel special! However, he gets weird when you do it to him and assured you he doesn't "want" anything! Way more of a giver than a receiver..

Illumi 📍🐈‍⬛🖤

- This is definitely a corny, overused trope, but Illumi is pretty much emotionless and salty to everybody...except you! (I know, let the hate comments and cringe settle in)

- It just makes sense, he has a lot of trust in you, and had to spend a LOT of time with you before dating. He progressively gets more comfortable with your relationship, and opens up to you more the longer you guys are together.

- Adding on to the "opens up to you..." statement in the previous headcanon, he randomly tells you some... incredibly horrifying stories from his childhood. He just would say it in the middle of nowhere, and act like there's nothing wrong with it. I guess that's part of being a Zoldyck...

Hisoka ⭐️💧🃏

- Hisoka is ALL for pet names. Sometimes they're cute and loving, but let's be honest, most of the time they're cringey or weird just so he can get on your nerves.

- His idea of a "date night" is very flexible. Sometimes he would want a nice date night at a fancy restaurant, but other times just staying cozy at home would suffice for him.

- Hisoka's favorite cozy date night idea would be... game night! (I know you expected it) He would most likely beat you at every game, so I'm sorry if you're a sore loser. But because he loves you, sometimes he would let you win, but the second you try to brag about it, he would demolish you in a game of Go Fish...

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Alright, that concludes the headcanons! Ive been super busy, so this is my first post in a longgg time.. Sorry for the delay, I'll be posting a lot sooner or later! Hope you enjoyed this blog, send requests, commissions are (almost) ALWAYS open!

- 🍓

[delulu4anime]

Pairings: Illumi x fem!reader

Word count: 5.2k+

Warnings: Breeding (Lol it’s Illumi, it would be against the law not to add a breeding kink), mating press, PIV, slow burn, brief mentions of death (Illumi eventually shows you his crazy side), time skips. Please let me know if I missed anything.

A/N: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT FOR THE LOVE OF HADES. I started rewatching hunter x hunter and I forgot how much I adore Illumi. This man has me on my knees so quickly even tho he is TOXIC. Stayed up till 8 am writing this story about this sexy bug eyed man cause he deserves it. Yet another fan fiction where I listened to a song and went oh shit it’s this character. Not proof read. Enjoy!

Currently listening to: In the Middle of the night by Ellen Duhé- “I’m getting what is mine, you gon get yours.”

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You took a deep breath as you stared at your reflection in the bathroom mirror. The bags under your eyes indicated that you had gone a few days with little to no sleep. You couldn't remember the last time you got a good nights rest especially with the impending occasion coming up. There was a light knock at the door and with the turn of the knob your door was opened. Your mother cheerfully walked into the bathroom all dressed up for tonight's dinner. Your eyes drifted to your room which had been disturbed with the evening sunlight pouring, curtains you could've sworn were closed before you dragged yourself in here.

"Darling you really should open those curtains more often. It feels like a morgue every time I come in here," She huffed out.

Ah, so she took it upon herself to open them.

"I brought the necklace I wore on the night of my engagement dinner." She said turning her attention to the dark blue velvet box, setting it gently on the counter.

She quickly frowned upon seeing the state you were in.

"Why haven't you gotten ready yet? You don't look at all delighted; you know how important this dinner is tonight! We've waited twenty years for-"

"I know mother." You quickly said trying to save yourself from the lecture that would no doubt make your family late to the dinner if she rambled on.

You met her strict gaze in the mirror and mumbled an apology as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Her face softened as she walked over to you; her hands finding their way to your shoulders.

"Please try to understand this will make both our families stronger. You were practically raised as a Zoldyck, but we need it to be official." Your mother said as you looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"I grew and trained with Milluki," You said as you shrugged her hands off your shoulders. "Shouldn't I be marrying him instead? I know nothing about Illumi."

You watched in the reflection the way your mother rolled her eyes clearly displeased with your response.

"You are well aware of our agreement that the eldest daughter goes to the eldest Zoldyck son. Honestly darling you act as if this is the end of the world? Your father and I knew nothing about one another and we turned out just fine. Now please get ready, we wouldn't want to keep your husband to be waiting anymore than he already has!" She exclaimed as she made her way out of the bathroom.

You knew that your parents had an arranged marriage like their parents before them. You've lost count of the times your mother would tell you stories about how your father wasn't who she chose to marry but that didn't mean that he didn't eventually become the love of her life. They built an entire life together which lead to the successful artillery business they ran and you. You knew the ties your family had with the Zoldyck's had been strictly business but now that you were of age it meant that bond would be taken from business to family. No matter what your parents told you this was nothing but another business deal to you.

You hadn't always dreaded being married to the oldest of the famous assassins. In fact you recall on several occasions Milluki teasing you for getting lost in thought and scribbling Illumi's name over and over again when you should've been studying up on jobs you'd taken on. However, despite training day and night with Milluki for years you had only laid your eyes on Illumi twice. You were around nine years old when you saw him for the first time. You and Milluki were were practicing ren when Illumi came home from a successful training mission at Heaven's Arena.

You couldn't take your eyes off the way he moved so effortlessly; you punched Milluki for teasing you for staring at his brother for longer than needed. The second time you finally came face to face with Illumi at the age of thirteen. You had learned you were a transmitter with your speciality being in poisons. Although you had successful learned how to use nen Silva knew you had a long way to go before you'd be able to use it flawlessly. He wanted to teach you the important lesson on when to back down from an opponent where success wasn't guaranteed.

You knew Illumi was stronger than you and Milluki combined but you refused to let him believe you were weak. After all you had been training day and night with all the toxins you could get your hands on. You cringed at the memory of Illumi looking down at your defeated body, you groaned as you held onto your side only to look up to meet his emotionless eyes.

"This is all you've been able to accomplish? You are the weakest out of us all. You won't be much use to me when we marry. Train harder or I'll kill you." He said flatly as you watched him turn to walk away not missing the way your heart skipped a beat.

You made a promise to yourself then to get stronger even though you didn't have much of a choice. Not only would you be a disgrace to your family but you'd pay for it with your life. Now at the age of twenty it had been seven years since you had seen Illumi and you dreaded it. You didn't trust your mind or your body around him; all logically thinking out the window when he was near. Although you'd gotten stronger and the training you completed with Mulluki had paid off part of you felt you'd never be enough for Illumi.

Not smart enough.

Not strong enough.

Not pretty enough.

You rolled your eyes knowing you were stalling at this point because this engagement was going to happen whether you liked it or not. And with that you started to get ready for the dinner with your future husband and family in law. Once you showered you wrapped a towel around yourself, walking back to your mirror to quickly do your makeup and hair. You carefully put on your black octavia dress, making sure not to ruin your work. You opened the box your mother had left behind and ran your fingertips over the smooth texture of the pearls. You removed the necklace and put it on yourself. The cool pearls making contact with your warm skin caused you to shiver.

Here goes nothing.

The flight to Kukuroo Mountain was about an hour long; you stared out the window as your parent's reminded you to be on your best behavior as if you were a child. You knew what the Zoldyck's expected of you so you chose to nod every once in a while as if you are paying attention, to give your parents the peace of mind. Before you knew it you had arrived to the testing gate and passed through it with ease. You reached your hand out to pet Mike as he bent down to receive your affection. You and your parents made your way up to the butlers quarters where they escorted you to the Zoldyck mansion. The memories seemed to flood back once you set foot inside. From all the times you ran up and down the halls playing hide and seek with Killua to nagging Milluki to get out of his room for once and train with you. You couldn't help but genuinely smile as you passed by the many portraits of the Zolydck family on the way to the banquet hall. Your parents pointing out the few paintings you were in when you were younger, voicing their joy about how tonight would officially make you apart of the family. As tradition you were seated at the end of the elegant dinning table; you ran your fingertips over the fine wood as you looked to see those around you. Your parents sat to the left of you while the Zoldyck's sat at the right. You sheepishly waved at Milluki who scoffed at you and looked else where. You couldn't help but pout at your childhood friend. Silvia took notice and leaned closer to you.

"He envy's Illumi." He said.

You paused for a moment then looked back at Milluki with wide eyes. Jealous of Illumi? For being engaged to you? You shook your head at the thought of the hidden feelings Milluki had for you.

"He shouldn't." You mumble as you look over to the empty seat next to you.

"Of all the day's to be late!" Kikyo hissed.

The butlers began bringing out courses of the meal out. You were able to start eating when you felt a presence causing you to look to your left towards a door leading into the banquet hall. That's when you saw him. You felt yourself exhale a shaky breath as he made his way over to you. His hair was much longer than the last time you had seen him, he'd gotten taller, and more toned. Yet his dark eyes remained the same and they watched you just as closely.

"Y/n." Illumi spoke as he took his place next to you.

You were at a lost for words as Kikyo chimed in.

"You're late! You left your bride to be waiting!" She exclaimed only to cause Silva to raise his hand to calm his wife down.

Silvia suddenly rose from his seat and cleared his throat. He had prepared a speech about the agreement of a proposal to the two oldest of each family. Illumi stood at one point as his father continued on; he grabbed your hand which caught you off guard. You felt Illumi's cold fingertips slowly slide a sliver band on to your ring finger. You gazed up at Illumi as he held on to your hand a little longer before letting go and returning to his seat. You were going to officially be a Zoldyck. The rest of the evening was filled with your parents talking with the Zoldyck's about planning the wedding and future business deals. But once your mother uttered the word grandchild you couldn't help but start choking on the glass of water you had been drinking. Everyone turned their gaze to you as you coughed; Illumi wrapped his arms around you and helped you stand.

"Excuse us." He said as you both walked out of the banquet hall.

You managed to calm yourself down once you were away from the judgmental stare your parents were giving you.

"I'm fine Illumi," You said as you realized you were still walking so closely to one another. "Really I am. We can go back." You said as you broke out of Illumi’s grasp.

"Would you not like to take a walk with me?" He suddenly said.

"Sure." You finally said after hesitating for a moment.

You walked in silence down the hall and out a door that led you into the courtyard. You took a deep breath of fresh air and slowly exhaled. You looked up at the night sky that glistened with millions of stars. You both stayed silent as the creatures of dusk seemed to come to life; chirping and croaking around you.

"May I ask you something?" Illumi finally said.

"Of course." You said.

"Are you uncomfortable around me?" He asked which made you look over at him.

"Well," You hesitated as you started to fiddle with your ring. "It's been seven years since the last time I saw you Illumi. We haven't spoke much these past few years and you just slide a ring on my finger just an hour ago signifying that we are to be married."

He looked over at you and cocked his head to the side.

"It isn't a surprise to you is it? We've been arranged to get married since you were born." He said plainly as if he were talking about the weather or what he had for breakfast.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that it all happened so fast," You bite your lip knowing you couldn't hold back what you had been wanting to say since you saw him this evening "It's nice to see you again Illumi."

He hummed and stepped closer to you; his fingertips brushing a piece of hair behind your ear.

"You've grown up." He said, rubbing his hand lightly against your cheek. "You're quite beautiful and not nearly as annoying as you used to be."

You groaned and pushed his hand away from you as if he was nuisance yet your face heating up said otherwise.

"Way to ruin the moment." You huffed out.

"I can tell you've gotten stronger as well." He said and you nodded your head.

"I've been training hard. There's no shortage of poisonous plants to learn from." You said.

Silence fell between you again yet this time it wasn't uncomfortable. You felt yourself relax as the tension slowly slip away.

"You're more sure of yourself now." He said abruptly.

You paused to think back to all the long training sessions you endured, the painful limits you pushed your body to, and the long nights you'd longed to see Illumi and prove to him that you weren't the weakest.

"I just want to be a good wife for you." You said. "This may be an arranged marriage but I hope along the way you can see me as more than a business deal."

You watch as Illumi picked up your left hand and place a soft kiss onto the silver ring he had placed on your hand earlier. His warm lips were a significant contrast to his cold fingers that held onto your hand. You let go of a breath you didn't even know you were holding watching how gentle he was being with you.

"I've waited for so long to see this ring on your finger. You'll make a fine wife." Illumi said softly.

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It had been a month since the engagement became official and you felt like it was all just a fever dream. You hadn't seen Illumi since the night of the dinner and you couldn't help that sinking feeling that had followed you for so many years; was he distancing himself from you again? You couldn't even get your mind off things because the mother's on both sides insisted that the wedding happen immediately. Which also meant your mother forbidding you for taking on any jobs to help with planning; the lack of work and his absence caused your mind to stir. You were in your old room at the Zoldyck mansion, gazing at your reflection as a few maids fixed the long train of the dress your mother surprised you with. You nervously played with the ring on your finger as your eyes traveled to the intricate pattern in the lace, there was something so familiar about the dress but you couldn't exactly pin point what. Your eyes traveled to the tall window that was in the corner of the room where your mother and Kikyo sat at a small table drinking tea. The same table you sat at countless nights looking out into the courtyard yearning for Illumi to come home to you. The maids stepped to the side as you turned to face them, you placing your arms behind your back. You watched as your mother's eyes watered as she stood from her chair and made her way to you.

"What do you think my dear?" Kikyo smiling before taking a sip of her tea.

"It's beautiful." You say as you brought your hands to your sides to run your fingertips over the fabric.

"This use to be my dress,' Your mother said as she grabbed hold of your hands. "And it fits you wonderfully!"

You turned to look at yourself in the mirror once again feeling like a fool for not recognize the dress immediately. Your mother had shown you endless photos of her wedding day and the dress was the focal point of every photo.

"This means so much to me. Thank you mother." You said and smiled at her reflection in the mirror.

"I have a gift for you too my dear." Kikyo said as she made her way over to you.

You turned to see her holding a beautiful silver necklace with a small blue gem dangling from the center. You leaned down as Kikyo placed it around your neck.

"I wore this on my wedding day. A good luck charge from your mother and I." She said as she stood back with your mother to admire you.

You ran your finger tips over the necklace and smiled.

"This is perfect. Thank you both." You said.

The next few hours were spent sitting at the table listening to the two women bicker on who to invite to the wedding of the century they called it. You rolled your eyes and looked over to your door as you watched Milluki walk down the hall looking down at his phone. You excused yourself from the table which was useless because they were both stuck in their own world of wedding planning. You quickly made your way out of the room and chased after Milluki down the hall.

"Hey Luki wait up!" You shouted after him which only caused him to turn around quickly. The irritated look you knew all too well.

"I said stop calling me that stupid nickname." He sneered as he looked down at his phone once again.

You couldn't help but giggle as you followed him into his room. You leaned against the doorway as you watched him walk over to his desk; your eyes widening at the amount of computers that were turned on, each with something different flashing on each screen.

"So what have you been up to?" You ask as you walked over as you looked over at his figurine collection.

"Killua is asking for a favor," He grumbled as he looked up to one of his monitors. "He needs a copy of Greed Island."

"The rare video game?" You questioned as you looked over his shoulder to the screen which caused him to chuckle.

"Papa always said you were too smart for your own good." He said as he looked over his shoulder.

"Smarter than you for sure." You teased.

"Shut up!' He yelled as he turned back to his computer typing away vigorously.

The only thing that filled the room was Milluki's fingertips against his keyboard as he looked into getting more information on the legendary Greed Island for his younger brother. You had wondered what Killua had been up to since leaving to go take the hunter exam; you hadn't been around when he lashed out Milluki and Kiyko but you couldn't help the chuckle you let out when you found out. Being under the same pressure from your families it was inevitable for you and Killua to become close.

"You don't seem too thrilled to be getting married." Milluki suddenly said bringing you out of your thoughts.

"What makes you say that?" You say flatly.

"Your eyes don't light up the same way they use to when anyone mentioned Illumi." He replied, looking between two monitors.

"It's just a lot to take in," You sigh out. "I went from being a kid learning how to become an assassin like the Zoldyck's to becoming an actually Zoldyck by marriage.   It's hard being in love with someone sees this as nothing more than a business deal"

Milluki stopped typing to turn to face you again; that irritated looking back in his face.

"You really are stupid aren't you? He may have never said it when you were around but he's made several remarks about you to me. It sickening how he only seems to care about his jobs and you." He turned his chair completely around.

You couldn't help but laugh at the confession, searching in his eyes for the truth. Your smile faded as he stared right back at you and you knew that look all too well.

"Now get out cause I have work to do." He said as he turned back to his work and dismissed you with a wave of his hand.

You hesitated only for a moment then walked out of his room; you turned and looked to see Milluki talking on his phone to Killua if you had to guess.

"Thank you Luki." You whisper to yourself and with that you took your leave.

Before you knew it the evening turned into night fall and Kikyo was pleading for you to stay, trying to reassure you that Illumi would be back soon. You agreed thinking back to what Milluki had said earlier. After saying your goodbyes to your mother you returned to your room to find the maids making your bed and bringing a few of your belongings you had left here when you traveled between your home and the Zoldyck's. You thanked the maids as they bowed and left the room. You let out a long sigh as you threw yourself onto the bed as you listened to the clock on the wall tick away the minutes wondering when Illumi would be home; your hand brushed over the fabric of your t-shirt around your stomach as the butterflies seemed to dance around gleefully. Here you were again waiting and yearning for Illumi; aching for his gaze, his touch, and his words to overwhelming your senses. You sat up quickly at the idea of a game; a game that you dominated when you played with Milluki. Assassin 101: tracking and locating your target. If Illumi wanted you as much as Milluki said he did then prove it. Game on.

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You sighed, rubbing the soreness out of you neck, and clocked out for the day. It had been a year since you left everything behind to test Illumi; what better way to prove his worth than a game of hide and seek. If he successfully found you then Milluki was right and you'd happily go through with the wedding, if he didn't seek you out then you had a fresh start to live your life free of the expectations of everyone. You had gotten an office job which was quite an adjustment from what you had been trained to do originally. However, doing work as an assassin didn't require long hours behind a desk staring at a monitor.

You lost count of how many times you had to stay overtime to finish a team project. It was finally Friday which meant your coworkers attempting to get you to go out to a local bar but you yet again declined their invite and opted for a another night in with dinner from the convenient store. Your heels clicked against the concrete, a breeze hit your skin causing you to shiver. You walked faster, holding onto your paper bag tightly and cursing yourself for forgetting your sweater back at the office. Luckily the convince store wasn't a far walk from the apartment.

Going into hiding meant getting a new identity and with a new life meant new struggles; applying for jobs and apartments with no credit or job history under the new identity proved to be a challenge but you came out victorious in the end. You walked up the flight of steps to your apartment; you smiled and greeted your elderly neighbor as you put your keys in the lock. You promised to go visit her soon to keep her company while she ate dinner and watched her weekly tv drama. You walked in as you told her goodnight, closing the door behind you with your foot, and reached over to turn on the lamp that sat on a side table. You tossed your keys along with your heels haphazardly on the table and floor.

You walked through your small living room that connected to your kitchen. You set your bag on the counter and putting your food to the side. You suddenly froze in place as an uneasy feeling came over you; you could recognize that blood lust from anywhere. You slowly turned to Illumi standing in your living room playing with one of his many nen needles in his hand. His lips slowly curved into a smile that you had never seen grace his face before.

"So this is where you've been hiding all this time," He said as he started to walk over to where you were. "I'll give you credit this is just inconspicuous enough to make it hard to track you. Not to mention using zetsu to conceal your presence." He chuckled to himself.

You braced yourself against the counter as he stood in front of you. He grabbed your face with one hand as he lightly pressed his needle against your throat with the other.

"You actually found me?" You asked dumbfounded which only made him scoff. He actually came looking for you, and you welcomed the butterflies that swarmed in your stomach.

"Do you know how many people I had to kill just to see you again?" He asked as he leaned in close enough for your lips to graze one another's.

"It took you long enough." You breathed as you looked into his eyes.

He cocked his head to the side as if he was confused but you could tell by the rest of his body language that this little hunt excited him. He removed his nen needle from your neck and took a step back. Silence fell between you both as the tension grew. You could have sworn Illumi could hear your heart beating out of your chest from where he stood. Here he was after a year of being apart and better yet he sought you out. Without thinking you grabbed onto Illumi and crashed your lips against his. He immediately moved his hands to your hips, his grip would leave bruises no doubt but you didn't care. Without breaking the kiss he lifted you onto the counter, his hands leaving your waist for a brief moment to wondered up to your blouse; he ripped it open effortlessly as the buttons flew off hitting the counter beside you or the floor. He started to kiss his way down your jaw to your neck causing you to sigh. You felt his hands slowly move back to your waist, pushing your skirt up, as he started to place open mouth kisses on your neck. You let out a soft moan as he found your sweet spot close to your ear.

"Drove me crazy looking for you." He breathed into your ear. "Hiding what was promised to me since birth."

"Needed proof you were serious about this. About us." You softly said as your fingers found their way to his hair.

"Proof? You needed proof that you're one of the only things that's been on my mind for years," he huffed out. "You and this." He said as he pulled your damp panties to the side and easily slid two fingers into your cunt.

He moved his fingers in and out of you agonizingly slow; you hated the way he teased you.

"Please Illumi." You whimpered out as he chuckled pulling his fingers out of you.

He stepped back to look at you, eyes darkening at you disheveled form. You hair in disarray, your blouse ruined just enough to show off that lace bra, and your skirt bunched up around your hips. He watched your chest rise and fall as you pant . This was what he had chased after. This is what he wanted, no needed. This was his wife. He smirked as he turned on his heel and made his way to your couch. Your eyes followed the way he gracefully sat down and spread his legs; he lifted his hand and motioned for you to come to him. You quickly got off the counter and made your way over to him but before you could touch him he stopped you.

"Strip." He said plainly.

You kept your eyes on him as you removed everything one by one till you stood in front of him naked. You wished you were embarrassed about being completely nude with eyes looking you up and down; his eyes looking at you like you were his prey. He leaned back into the couch and you stood in between his legs. He patted his lap and you couldn't help but let your eyes wonder to his crotch. His facial expression read as if he disinterested yet his cock straining against his pants said otherwise. You climbed on top of his lap and placed your hands on his shoulders. You felt his cold hands run over your sides and down to your hips once more giving a light squeeze; he chuckled at the gasp you let out. His hands moved away from your hips briefly as his hands made quick work of freeing his aching cock. You lifted your hips as he lined himself up to your entrance. You slowly lowered yourself down onto him, both letting out a moan as he bottomed out. His large hands moved back to your hips as you started to move up and down against him. You soon found your rhythm, closing your eyes taking in the feeling of his cock; he leaned up placing soft kisses against your neck.

"Fuck Illumi I've wanted this for so long." You moaned out.

Suddenly you were flipped onto your back as his hands moved under your thighs and pushed them to your chest. Without hesitating he started to pound into your pussy with hard, deep thrust. You let out a loud moan as your eyes rolled to the back; your hands grabbing onto the fabric of the couch to steady yourself.

"This is finally mine. All mine.' Illumi huffed out as he watched the way his cock bullied your pussy. "Isn't that right?"

"Yes." You managed to moan out as you felt yourself already nearing your climax.

"Going to give me the next Zoldyck heir like the good little wife you are." He said which caused your eyes to shoot open.

You watched as he moved one of his hands against your stomach putting pressure causing both of you to moan in sync.

"You're going to make me a father aren't you?" He said and you frantically nodded your head to cock drunk to object.

"Yes Illumi, please." You begged. "Want to be your good little wife."

You felt his fingertips travel to your clit and rub harsh circles as his hips continued on his brutal pace. You threw your head back and moaned Illumi's name as you reached your climax.

"What a good girl you are." Illumi cooed as his eyes traveled to the white ring around his cock.

With a few more sloppy thrust Illumi finished inside of you as you both panted. He pulled out of you and watched his cum slowly seeping out; he ran his slender fingertips along your slit just to shove his fingers inside you to keep it all inside.

"I'm taking you back home tonight. We are to be married tomorrow. We've kept each other waiting too long." He flatly said which caused you to laugh.

"Anything for my soon to be husband." You hummed.

[tonberry-yoda]

Illumi fluff alphabet with only the letters in the word love please?

Illumi Fluff Alphabet

notes - again, back with the hxh requests from amazing anons, thank you so much oml!! and I love Illumi and have been loving all the fluff alphabet requests I've been getting, so I am more than happy to do this for you anon <3333 sending lots of love and hugs

based on this post

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

He would just walk up and say. "I enjoy being in your presence and would like you to consider a date." Like that's it. Your flattered, but he doesnt even act that way sjahsjhsahj but the date ends up being really nice <3

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

He would just look at you. Like those big eyes are watching every move you make. Is it obvious to others, no. To you, yes. He even made a doll of you just to be a little extra creepy. He would like to kiss your hand a lot though. He kinda gets obsessed with you once he really knows he's in love. But just... silently.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Honestly, not to be rude, but this is Illumi, he wouldn't care about the relationship as much as his business or family. If he needs to leave you behind for more important matters he will. But when he really knows he's in love with you, he needs to protect you at all times and you really do mean something to him, but just not as highly as you would think unfortunately.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He's definitely the dominant one in the relationship. He honestly acts like he owns you LMFAOOOO (but finds it hot when you make it clear that he doesnt own you). He will always be the one to take you on dates and be the leading one in the relationship

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[whitewingsh]

I can't even explain how desperate I am for more Illumi content (hcs, imagines, fanfics)

Please I need it 🙏🧎‍♀️

[tashatoons]

Scenes from chapter 11 of Phishing Line! Milluki awakes to news that the Zoldyck private servers have been hacked! His brother's computer files have mysteriously gone missing. Panicked, he scrambles to find out the root cause of the incident. Meanwhile, Hisoka continues to brush a little too closely to Kikyou, which ignites the wrath of Silva. Illumi has had just about all he can take in terms of family drama when he gets a call from his client. It would seem the recent hacks have affected him too!

[headcansxfanfictions]

Hisoka & Illumi Drunk Fic PART #3

TW: SA❗️⚠️non-consensual sexual contact ⚠️

AN: Nothing sexually graphic though. This will be posted on my AO3 with the previous chapters.

At some point the Hisoka realized that housekeeping would be by soon and they should dip before they are found with a dead body in the bathroom. An hour of travel later the pair are stumbling into Hisoka’s rather luxurious apartment at the top of Heaven’s arena. Being a floor master has its perks.

Somewhere along the lines Illumi went from drinking only for the game, to nursing a bottle of wine like a 40 year old going through a divorce. Hisoka had sobered up quite a lot by now but Illumi was waisted. So Hisoka stumbled towards his bedroom, half carrying an ill looking Illumi. Illumi had insisted on walking even tho it would have been easier for Hisoka to just full on cary him. Illumi tipped the last of the bottle down his throat before dropping the empty bottle unceremoniously on the carpet of Hisoka’s bedroom.

“Tsk Illumi your gonna stain my rug,” Hisoka shoves Illumi onto his light pink bed spread.

“Nggh,” is all Illumi can say. His brain feels like mush and his parent’s words about never letting down your guard are ringing in his ears. But for the first time In forever he ignores those voices. Its so cozy here and the mush of his brain feels fuzzy and warm. Drunken thoughts float through his mind and they aren’t exactly happy thoughts. Though he feels cozy and warm he also feels a pain of sorrow in his chest. For the first time in a long time Illumi lets his guard down. Its scares Illumi to know how defenseless he is right now but he can’t find the energy to care.

Illumi looks so pretty. Flawless black hair draped across the bed. Deep dark eyes framed with beautiful lashes. Lips parted and dainty. Illumi is a beauty and Hisoka wants him all for himself.

Illumi forgets where he is as increasingly emotional thoughts swirling in his mind. He isn’t really there, he is in his own world away from anyone else.

Suddenly Hisoka is ontop, and Illumi can’t move. Lips and teeth attacking Illumi’s neck. Hands are fumbling at his hips, trying to slip beneath his shirt. Hips grinding into his thigh. And Illumi can’t move. His head is spinning trying to understand the situation. Is this something bad? Does Illumi need to protect himself? Why is he hesitating to attack Hisoka? Hisoka isn’t hurting him. But then why is Illumi panicking? Why does he want to scream? Why can’t he make a sound? Why does this feel so wrong? Why is it that for the first time in years, Illumi feels tears welling in his eyes.

Hisoka has thrown caution to the wind and decided to go for what he wants. If Illumi really doesn’t want this, he is strong enough to stop it, Hisoka reasons.

Illumi has been completely unresponsive. After a few minutes of making out with Illumi’s limp body Hisoka gets annoyed, he’s never been one for pillow princesses. Hisoka lifts off Illumi to see his face, intending to scold the pretty man for being such a lousy toy. But it is in that moment that Hisoka realizes something is very wrong. Illumi’s is motionless, dead eyes wide and unfocused, lips limply parted in a silent scream. Illumi’s whole déminer is wrong. But what scares Hisoka most are the tears that have started flowing down Illumi’s temples.

“Illumi?”, Hisoka asks hesitantly. Oh fuck, he had underestimated how defenseless Illumi had been. It was clear Illumi hadn’t enjoyed any of that. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

It takes a moment for Illumi to realises that Hisoka’s weight is no longer pinning him down. His vision had gone dark sometime in the past few minutes and is coming back, slowly, fuzzy. Illumi lays motionless trying to process what the fuck just happened.

“H-Hisoka?” Illumi stutters. “Whats happening.” Dirty, Illumi feels dirty.

“Hisoka, Hisoka”, Illumi slurs. He can still feel the ghost of Hisoka’s invasions.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m here Illumi, its just me.” Hisoka breaths a sigh of relief. To soon.

“You are strange Hisoka… you have sex just to feel good.” And with that Illumi moves for the first time. Tears streaming, expression unreadable, he curls up on his side hiding his now exposed chest, and promptly falls asleep.

“Fuck” Hisoka groans. He knows he messed up really fucking bad and he knows he hurt Illumi. What scares him most is the innocence in Illumi’s words. They didn’t sound like the words of a grown man, drunk or otherwise.

Hisoka hopes Illumi was too drunk to remember.

That night Illumi learns that there is a type of torture he was not trained to cope with.

And Hisoka learned that a lack of ‘No’ doesn’t mean a ‘Yes’.

AN PLEASE READ: Hisoka reasons that Illumi would have been able to stop him. This is a dangerous way to think. Research shows many Sexual Assaults happen with the victim completely silent and/or showing no signs of a fight. This is especially true with neurodivergent people and/or those with cognitive or physical disabilities. Lack of a struggle does NOT mean consent. Consent should always be freely given, clear, and eager.

[lawliet-ryuzaki-ryuga]

Chapter 9

H X H ( ILLUMI ZOLDYCK)

CONTROL

WC: 1918

TW: some blood. 

masterlist

chapter 8 

A/N: HEHE I hope y’all enjoy the small parallelism!! Hehe..

Noa (pov)

It has been over 6 months since the last time I’ve come near any zoldyck. I’ve been busying myself with missions to occupy myself. 

“ I’ll kill y—.” 

I pass by him and quickly jab my hand right into his chest and pull out the individual’s heart. I watch the bodyguard of my target fall to the ground, landing with a small *thump.*

When I say that I’ve been busy, I mean I’ve been on my little bloodbath spree. 

I’m used to just isolating my target and getting rid of them, but I’ve decided to now just get rid of anyone and everyone involved with the target, not that I get paid any more… I simply do it for pleasure. some call me the queen of hearts, I hope you know it’s not because of my loving nature… oh no my dear, it’s because I love the color red… the red that pulses through your hearts… and because I love hearts..

“ What was that? You’ll kill me? Well, it looks like I killed you first.” I throw the little heart to the side and wipe my hand against my outfit. I look around and notice that the floor I’m on is beginning to pool around with a bunch of blood. I guess I can jump into the puddle of blood.. too bad it isn’t raining blood. 

*splat*

*splat*

I jump around until I hear a small creek in the distance… someone’s here, I jump to the corner of the room and wait for my new target.. 

“ Hm, what a mess.” The figure speaks.

Silva?! What is he doing here? I come out of the shadows to reveal myself to the intruder of my little play ground.

“ if you’re looking for anyone in this building they’re all dead, so I probably already got to who you needed already, just go take your picture of proof.”

“ Noa, what a pleasure it is to see you. Did you make this mess?” Silva questions while folding his arm across his large chest. 

“ A mess? More like my playground. And I can't say the same. I’ll be on my way.”

“ hmm, I see. If I may ask why you haven’t visited in a while with your family.”

“ I’m busy with work, trying to dethrone your family from the title of the best assassins.” I sarcastically comment

“ and you think you’ll beat a Zoldyck.”

“ Without question, now Goodbye.”

I kick the small puddle of blood on my way out with a loud *splash*. I walk out and climb out of one of the windows, and jump my way down from balcony to balcony until I reach my getaway car. 

Once I reach home I’m greeted by my 3 brothers who give me a small side look but turn back to whatever it is they were doing.  

“ Noa, come with me, I need to have a word with you.” My father speaks, instructing me to follow him. I follow and match my fathers pace until we reach his office. His office is covered in maroon silk curtains, each chair and table made of mahogany wood. With cushions covered in elegant and soft designs that represent small flowers, each embellished with some gold threads on the side. 

“ Yes father, what is it that you need?” 

“ I heard about your last mission.”

“ Is that so, that was quick, was I caught?”

“ Silva informed me that he saw you.”

“ Yes he did, I killed his target I’m sure. You’d expect a zoldyck to be faster.” I laugh.

“Mm, did he tell you anything?”

“ No.”

“ I see…. Very well, you may go.”

“ Okay.”

“ Noa, you have another assignment, it’s in your room.”

“ Heard.”

As I walk back to my room I see my young brother Shaytan, what is he up to? I watch as he walks into my room and closes the door behind him. Hmm, what a little mouse…

well every slytherin snake needs to eat. I walk slowest to my door and conceal my presence. I open the door in one swift motion, being sure not to trigger my brother’s senses. I notice that he begins going through my files.. hm he wants to see my assignments?

“Shaytan, what are you doing?”

Shaytan looks up quickly and backs away from my files. “ Noa, what are you doing here?”

“ Shaytan i asked first, and this is my room, the question is… why are you in my room?” I step closer until I’m a few feet away from him. I rest my pointer finger under his chin and thumb against his chin in grip so that he may lift his head upwards. He stays silent and tries to pull away but my grip on his chin tightens.

“ Shaytan, I said, What are you doing.”

“ I just wanted to see your next assignment.”

“Why ? Wanted to join?”

“ uh yeah…”

“ mmm let me see what the assignment is first.” I walk over to the stack of files and read over the list. 

“ no you can’t it’s a mission that will require combat, and you Shaytan are not ready.'' I close the file and walk towards my vanity to start gathering the supplies I’ll need after my shower. 

“Father says I’ll need to start my own missions soon, so let me go with you!”

“ Shaytan, tell me, what skills do you have? In fact, show them to me. If you can land one hit on any part of my body, I’ll let you join me.”

Shaytan begins his attack by using the assassin skill ‘period deception’, This causes the individual's action or position to be delayed by the perceived individual. Shaytan had already gone for his hit, attempting to give me a punch to my ribcage, but to a normal person or untrained individual, they wouldn't have seen him move. I move to the side swiftly using ‘ cloud motion’ which gives the illusion of me gliding on air. This technique is usually used to help to conceal the sound of steps. Shaytan proceeds with his hits until he’s out of breath and he’s huffing and puffing. I looked at where I stood and noticed I haven't moved around much besides going left and right to dodge his hits. 

“Shaytan it seems as though you have failed, a pity really… This is why you can’t join me because you will be weaker than your opponent. What was the number one rule I always taught you?”

Shaytan looks past his fiery red hair that covers his eyes,” never go against a superior opponent.”.  

“ Bravo, now leave my room.” I clap and point towards the doors of my room.

Shaytan gathers himself back up begins walking towards my door before i stop him in his tracks. “ Shaytan.. Never ask to join me until you're actually ready.”

“ Okay Noa.”

“ I love you Shaytan.”

He looks back at me but shakes his head and continues his way out of my room. I laugh to myself and gather my things to head for the shower of the night, before my next assignment. 

Illumi ( pov)

I stood there taking deep breaths in with needs of sweat dripping down my forehead and torso. I watch killua bend down to catch his breath too. 

“ Killua, I don’t understand why you keep trying to fight me, have I not told you, never go up against a  superior opponent.”

“ Illumi you were trying to kill me!”

“ No, I was going to see if you were going to listen to me, it seems like I will need to use extreme measures. Maybe then you won’t defy me.” I put my hand behind my back pocket to pull out a needle. I focus my nen to the needle to activate my ability. Although it’s not ideal to use a needle on my little brother, this will be the only way that he will listen, where he won’t accidentally kill himself. 

“Big brother what are yo-,” Killua stops speaking once i jam the needle into his head. Small droplets of blood fall from where his skin was punctured. I begin reciting the famous words our father once taught me, making sure he doesn’t defy my words and will always remember these words when put in those situations.  

I pat killua on his head and instruct him to go take care of himself before dinner. He looks at me in confusion, not sure what happened before, as all he remembers is us fighting. He nods and runs as far as he can from me, I walk out of the training room and to my room. I wash myself and make myself suitable for dinner, while doing so I catch a small glimpse of something shiny under my bed. I lean down to see what it is, and I notice that it’s a butterfly crystal stone hair clip. I lift it up to examine it, till I realize it’s Noa’s hair clip.

It has always been the hair clip she wore, she said it was a moonstone, she always loved shiny things. She would always explain how she loved her moonstones, and how it signifies love and passion, too things she’s always wanted. She would go on and on and I would listen, trying to make sense of it all, of all her words.

I carry the clip to my desk and place it carefully in the corner and walk out of my room and into the dining room. I notice that Father isn’t here yet, I take my place in our assigned seat and wait. We were never allowed to eat until father arrived, even if it meant we waited hours.

It’s around 10 minutes when father walks in and we begin being served the meal for the day. Not they it was very appetizing, I believe mother had instructed the butlers to add a bit of arsenic, as the food was a bit bitter.

“Well I do have some very interesting news for today.” Father speaks after he takes his first bite.

“ Oh what is it dearest?” Mother asks.

“ I saw Noa today, quite the assassin she became.”

“ Oh I have heard such interesting things about that girl, I believe she’s known as “ The queen of hearts.” She doesn’t leave any souls after a mission, and leaves such a huge mess after I heard.” 

“ Yes, I walked right into a bloodbath, by what I counted, she killed every single person in the building, 58 to be exact.”

“ Well we only know that it’s her because of the assassin network, but not a single person outside knows what that girl really looks like, let alone who’s the cause of all these mass killings.” Mother jumps in.

“ Ah that young girl that would visit and be with Illumi, A very interesting girl.” Grandfather laughs.

We all continue eating our food and father mentions a new assignment for me,” Illumi son, i think you should do the hunters exam, many of the upcoming cases need some information that you would only be able to maintain with a hunter’s license.”

“ Yes father, I’ll be on it.”

 We all get up finally and go our own way, I go back to my room and the others to wherever they wish. Once I’m in my room I look around at my room and begin to picture all the places I would be with Noa. Yet somehow all I could feel was this empty void. Ever since the day I told Noa I didn’t want to see her again, I haven’t felt anything. Even at the thought of her, I can’t remember the feelings she’d make me feel.. it was like anything and everything I had ever felt was ripped away.

No matter how hard I tried to focus on the emotions and feelings I felt at those past moments, I felt nothing. I shake my head and begin getting ready for bed. Once I’m done I walk back to my desk and grab the small clip, I walk and lay in bed and just turn the clip around, memorizing every little detail. With a last glance I lay it on the side table by my bed and turn the lights off. A small aura of light illuminates the room, which is coming from the small night light that Noa had once gifted me. She always knew I hated the dark.

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Illumi stares at you often, and when I mean often, 95% of the time spent with him involves him staring at you at least a little.

His big, black eyes always seem drawn to you when you’re in his vicinity, pulling you into their dark depths. You’d think it would feel cold, considering his profession or cold personality, but looking into his eyes feels strangely warm and fills you with fuzzy feelings.

The dark haired assassin had never felt the way he felt about you before. At first he hated the way you made him feel, avoiding you at all costs. But the distance made his heart hurt, which again, is something he’s never really felt before.

If he hadn’t met you, none of this would have happened. Maybe… just maybe if he just took care of you and ended your life, that would make his heart stop racing every time he spotted you.

But he could never do it. You were full of blind spots, way too trusting, and much weaker than him, but still… he could never find the chance to kill you.

No… that’s not true. Just by walking past you alone, he could count at least 14 ways he could have swiftly ended your life within seconds, but when he moved to pull out his needles… he physically couldn’t. The needles heavy in his pocket, his heart thumping against his chest so fast that it made breathing difficult.

Killing was the only way he knew how to really interact with others. Killing them, killing for them… it’s all he really knew. So when you spotted him at a party for Hunters that he only attended so he could gather information on a target and invited him to join you for a drink… he couldn’t say no.

While the two of you talked, every little thing you did was noted down by him and stored away in his brain. The way you drilled your fingernails against the table when you were trying to remember something, the way you smiled softly when he occasionally spoke up, and even the way you breathed.

When you got up to leave, you gently patted his shoulder, saying that the two of you should ‘hang out sometime’.

And that single touch was the beginning of the end.

Just that small amount of physical contact made him feel way more drunk than the drink he’d been sipping on. The warmth of your touch reminded him of the first time he tried rum. The warm, almost scorching feeling of the liquor running down his throat almost matched the intensity of that little touch.

And he wanted more.

He had never gotten as hard as he did the night after you touched him. He found himself jerking off to pictures he found of you on your social media, imagining your pussy clenching around him instead of the touch of his hand.

As the months passed, you found yourself encountering Illumi a lot more than you had in the past. Whether it be on jobs, random bump ins at the bar or while you were shopping… it’s like you saw him everywhere these days.

Illumi felt no guilt over putting a small tracking device in your bag. After all, he killed people for a living, this was nothing.

He told himself that he was just fascinated with your ability, or perhaps even your knowledge on a specific subject. But that shouldn’t have been enough for him to be carrying you home from the bar after you had a few too many, his hands holding back your hair when you needed to vomit.

Illumi had never taken care of someone before, but when he attempted to leave you to your own devices, your hand held onto his sleeve.

“Don’t go…”

This is when he realized that he didn’t want anything you could give him that he thought. Your knowledge or your abilities meant nothing to him in the moment, what mattered is that he was curled up next to you, staring at you as you slept.

Illumi could go multiple days without sleep, so he spent the entire night just staring. Here you were, with your cheek squished against his arm, your hands clutching his shirt as you slept.

Could you ever even comprehend the things he had seen and done? Did you even understand that the man you had allowed into your bed ended other’s lives for a price?

You slept so soundly, as if you were not curled up with an experienced assassin. He couldn’t help but reach out and cup your cheek, squeezing the soft flesh between two of his nimble, pale fingers. This made to whine a bit in your sleep, but it didn’t wake you.

He was just… in awe of you. Everything you did had his heart racing. Even asleep, your actions could send him into cardiac arrest if he wasn’t careful.

As he caressed you, something he had been wanting to do for a while, his mind wandered.

What would happen if someone like him was sent to kill you? You were too trusting, too kind and naive for your own good.

He couldn’t let that happen.

That thought made him pause. For the first time in his life, he wanted to protect someone instead of use them for his personal gain. You weren’t just a means to an end or a stepping stone to his success… you were you.

And he loved you.

Love… the concept was foreign to him, but if that was the word that described what he was feeling for you… maybe he could somewhat understand the cheap romance novels he had read when bored on missions.

In the morning, you were sick again. He did his best to help you. Illumi had seen plenty of nasty things, he could handle some vomit and tears.

“Thank you, Illumi…”

He glanced to you as he put on his coat to leave. You were in your pajamas still, your face still a bit warm from embarrassment. The two of you barely knew each other, yet you had roped him into taking care of you.

“It was… no trouble.”

“B-but it was! Can’t I do anything for you to make up for it?”

He stopped, pausing by the door. “… be mine.”

The heat in your face increased tenfold. “What… did you just say?”

“I said be mine.”

Illumi was in front of you in no time, his hand was cold, but firm on your waist. “I want you, (Name).”

“Um…”

You laughed nervously, flustered. “How about a date?”

“Those terms are acceptable.”

As Illumi walked towards the car that had come to pick him up, he was already planning out how he’d bring up the prospect of marriage to his family. Of course they wouldn’t stop him, but he would prefer their approval.

Illumi opened his phone, seeing that you had texted him.

(Name): how about Sunday at 7 pm?

That was in two days. Would he be able to find a ring that suited you by then? Ah… but he really wanted to see you again as soon as possible.

Illumi: Sounds great.

He could feel himself get hard with excitement. As he looked out at the scenery passing by, he wondered if you wanted one or two kids.

‘Three or more would be best… but I’ll let her decide. She’ll be the one bearing my children after all.’

Unbeknownst to you, your entire future was being laid out for you. For the better or worse.

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Can you do Illumi cockwarming his heavily pregnant wife while they ‘discuss’ baby names?

Baby Love (Illumi Zoldyck x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗶 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘅 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛 𝗯𝗿𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹. 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗺𝗶 𝗳𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 !! 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

All around you, you can’t help but feel it. You can’t help but feel his warmth.

  “How about the name Silva?” Illumi’s voice is almost painfully quiet as he delivers another question to you from behind. In the meantime, his hand moves from your waist to slide over your stomach- your very swollen stomach. “What do you think about that one?”

  Your face twists up in a pout as you try to turn your head to look at your husband. But you’re quickly distracted by the feeling of his hand spreading across your belly, pressing ever so lightly on your stomach. It’s far from enough pressure to cause you any sort of discomfort. In fact, it’s just enough to pull your gaze back to his hand as his thumb starts to rub small, small circles into your skin. 

  At the same time, his other hand gets to work in the shadows. It slips below your parted legs as your sit prettily in his lap. You hardly even notice it at first when he makes a grab for the meat of your thigh- squeezing it gently before moving your leg to ensure that you’re spreading out even further for him. It causes you to lean back into his chest with a sharp breath. And of course, he’s ready for that too as his body oh-so subtly followed behind you with a roll of his hips. Effectively sheathing and trapping his hard cock inside of your pussy once more.

  Licking your lips, you let out another sigh, content with the feeling of being so full. It’s a good feeling. A great feeling, even. Still being able to sit in his lap and take all of him despite how far along you are in your pregnancy. Admittedly you had your fears in the beginning. You thought imagined so many awful scenarios in your head. Of him wanting to leave once he found out you were pregnant. Him wanting nothing to do with you once he saw your body change. But those horrible thoughts had been chased away ever since you told him the big news. Those horrible thoughts of yours have nothing on the way Illumi presses a kiss to your temple every time his hand smoothes over your bump.

  Still, despite his seemly good intentions, you know his aim right now. You know exactly why he’s doing this. Why he’s making you feel so incredibly soft and adored and cared for right now. And it all has to do with the name he just pitched.

  And unfortunately for you, it’s working.

  “Silva?” You ask, your eyebrows drawing together as your own hand raises up to place itself on top of the one Illumi has settled on your stomach. It’s mesmerizing watching the hands of a skilled assassin take on such an innocent activity with such grace. If you knew nothing about your husband or his family, you would have absolutely no idea that the man who was currently plugging up your fluttering walls was a trained killer. No idea at all. “Isn’t that…your father’s name?”

  “It is.” He answers you simply. It’s accented with him leaning forward ever so slightly and turning his head. The kiss he places on your cheek is light. Sweet. Cute, even. It’s hard to think about cute when even his slightest movements the dick buried inside of your stirring up your insides. He chuckles as you give out a pleasure-filled cry, as if he finds your oversensitive body more amusing than anything else in the world. But you have no desire to be mad at him. Not when he’s been so, so, so good to you and the little one inside of you all this time. “It’s a good name though. Powerful name for a boy.”

  “Right…” You murmur, a small smile spreading across your lips as the hand on your thigh starts to squeeze and massage your skin once more. Your eyes couldn’t help but follow his arm, watching as the muscles of his toned bicep rippled and moved as you played with your soft body. It’s an old habit of his. Putting his hands on every single part of your body during every single moment the two of you were together. And you would be lying if you said you hated it. Just like you’d be lying if you said that what he was doing right now wasn’t making you melt even further into his awaiting arms “...any other ideas, Illumi?”

  “No.” He saws almost immediately with another kiss on your cheek. “Just the one.”

  At that, a giggle escapes you. His admiration for his family is… well, admirable. Of course, you always had some other ideas besides naming your baby Silva but you figured that be a conversation for another time. A time when you weren’t so distracted and when Illumi wasn’t so distracting. Besides, you had another question you wanted to ask him. One that was just sitting on the tip of your tongue, waiting for its chance to escape.

  “And…what about if it’s a girl?” You ask quietly, gently patting the hand he has on your stomach with one of your own. This time you do succeed in turning your head to look at him, curious about what he would have to say about that question. “Have any ideas for a girl? Or…would you are you thinking of naming her Kikyo?”

  Like with most of your jokes, your husband doesn’t react very visibly despite the teasing lilt your voice takes on. But this time, there’s a change. A change you don’t think you’ve noticed before as he goes completely silent and his expression turns thoughtful. Yet he doesn’t ever stop looking at you as his thumb draws its circles and circles into your skin. And you? You never falter from his gaze. You never look away from his eyes. You never shy away from his smiles. Not anymore at least. 

  Because you know who he is. Despite his background. Despite his skills. Despite his job. His flaws. His character. His family. Despite everything. You know who he is. But you don’t run. You don’t hide. No, you just melt and melt and melt into his embrace. You let his hands play with your body. You let his lips touch your skin.

  “No…she wouldn’t be named after my mother. Our daughter would have to have a different name.”

   Because around you feel it.

  “She would have to have a name as prettier as I know she would be…”

  You can’t help but feel his warmth.

  “...a name as pretty as her mother is.”