#milluki x y/n

[rosazoldyckk]

Yandere! Silva X Daughter Reader

⚠️warning⚠️ obsessive thoughts and mentions of death

Fandom: Hunter X Hunter. Character(s): Silva Zoldyck, Zeno Zoldyck, Illumi Zoldyck, Milluki Zoldyck

A/N: I DO NOT INTEND FOR THIS CHAPTER TO HAVE ANY RELATIONS TO INCEST!! I'm aware that some things written in this chapter might be mistaken as incest, but I promise I don't intend to make it seem that way.

Of course you can interpret my writing however you want to, I have no issues with that. Just please know I don't write stuff related to incest♡︎♡︎

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"Didn't I tell you to stop killing these poor butlers, father? How do you expect us to be taken care of if you take your rage out on our servents?" The young Assassin grumbled while putting her hands on her hips. Suddenly, the whole estate went silent. However, the rest of the lower butlers blinked and gulped in hope.

At the edge of the room, the young assassin can be seen. Her long H/C hair that shined under the moonlight can put any woman to shame. Her E/C eyes that they inherited from her father were sharp yet adorable. It could not be denied that with her looks and god-given talent for assassination that the girl belonged to the Zoldyck family.

With their sudden appearance, Silva lowered his guard and relaxed. It could be seen by his face that he adored the presence of his dearest daughter. With a soft tone, he asked, "Y/N, dear, what are you doing here? I thought you were out of the house."

The Lower butlers secretly beg the assassin to spare them from their death. By doing this, not only do they have a higher chance to survive, but they could also continue to contribute in caring for the Head's most adored daughter, Y/N Zoldyck.

One with no common sense would simply assume that Y/N was the glass child of the Zoldyck family, but behind closed doors they couldn't be any more wrong. Y/N was the glue that kept the family together. She was known to be cruel, sadistic, and outstanding in the art of assassination. However, there were people such as her siblings that could see the other side of her. Most of the time, Y/N was a kind and calm individual outside of work. And today just so happened to be a day where she felt generous.

Y/N thought for a bit before shaking her head, "I thought I told you our agreement about killing butlers in the mansion. Their screams can be heard from my room. It would be better if you killed them quickly or just let them free," she sighed as she turned her eyes to the poor butlers that had been severely tortured by electric shock.

Silva on the other hand glared sharply. Although it was subtle, his eyes went smaller, and clenched his hand.

He hated it.

He hated it when HIS daughter ignored him for Illumi.

He despised it when HIS daughter left him alone to play with Kalluto.

He loathed it when HIS daughter was playing video games with Milluki.

He felt sick to his stomach whenever he witnessed HIS daughter braiding Alluka's hair.

He detested it when HIS daughter is 'playing' outside with Killua and his pathetic excuses of friends.

And oh dear god did he want to smash a boulder across his head whenever he saw HIS daughter laughing with her mother and grandfather.

Silva loved his only daughter to death. Every inch of his daughter belonged to him and ONLY him alone. He hated sharing with others, family only being a small exception. If he could, he would lock her in his room and make her look at him and ONLY him alone.

Knowing that the entire family would riot against him if he were to bring harm to the assassin, he buried that plan deep within his heart and continued to be a 'good dad' for her. He forgot the agreement and decided to play it funny so that his daughter could let this case pass.

"I apologize, dear," Silva grumbled with a fake frown. "Unfortunately, these foolish butlers failed their mission and their penalty is nothing but death. I thought it would be great to punish them first but I overlooked an important part,"

Y/N kept her mouth shut and looked at her father. Somehow, Her emotions had stirred up from her father's response. She knew that her father loved her the most out of her brothers. He would remember every word she had said and did not dare to break any promises. Sadly, although she had been feeling generous, today has been a tiring day for her and all she wanted is a good night's rest.

"Just let them free for my sake. I couldn't hear them screaming any longer! Do you know how much their screams had disturbed me from my sleep?! This is a simple agreement and somehow you can't even remember my words. I'm so disappointed in you," Y/N spat in tiredness. As soon as she said that, she quickly turned her back and jumped to her room which is located on the outer side of the fortress.

Silva hid his rage and waved to her daughter's back. "I hope you'll have a nice dream, my sweet Y/N"

Soon after Y/N left the room, the temperature dropped. The butlers shivered as the waited for another wave of electricity to shoot through their bodies, but nothing came. They glanced up at their boss, only to see him with an expressionless face.

Without another word, he allowed the ball of electricity growing on his hand to explode, killing the butlers in an instant. With his eyes full of tenderness, he took a deep breath of air.

"I'll make it up to you, my daughter..."

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Zeno sighed tirelessly as he observed his sons actions. "When will he stop with this obsessive behaviour? Those butlers did nothing except make sure Y/N was taken care of, and yet he still killed them? In all my years I've never seen Silva express such madness before."

Illumi sighed in helplessness to his grandfathers words, "Even I'm starting to get a bit bored now, As her beloved eldest brother I must make sure that she is on the path to success. Father doesn't need to get involved when she has me by her side at all times."

"You're right," Milluki replied in annoyance, "Though Y/N is next in line to head the family, seems like dad is a little too eager for her to stay by his side, am I right?" He grumbled as he shoved a handful of chips into his mouth.

The 3 of them shared looks of confusion as Silva finally got up to exit his room.

All they could do is wait.

[z0-ne]

How would the Zoldyck family feel about seeing Future Killua, y'know future Killua is all powerful and all but they also see with KIDS and his wife, but his wife is powerful like POWERFUL POWERFUL, and so are his kids but Killua and his wife don't agree on the kids being assassin's. And the kids don't want to be either. But despite all that, they're like a powerful family that can't be touched. How would the zoldycks react to this? Like headcanons of each Zoldycks reaction😳

YES A HUNTER X HUNTER REQUEST <3 I've been wanting one of these for so long <33

This is actually a really good question, I can't imagine any of them having a positive reaction to their most promising family member basically ending the family "tradition" it'd be a big loss and they won't be happy, accept alluka of.

WHAT IF: What if the Zoldycks had their most promising member go against their traditions with their own children?

SILVIA

● To say he was disappointed would be a huge understatement.

● Killua has seen his father upset before but to visibly see it on his face? It was scary, but he had you by his side to make it easier staying stern with his decision.

● He was very quiet, and it was somehow worse than him yelling. Just quietly staring you two down with his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes filled with a chilling rage. The room felt colder and you felt the fear of an upcoming fight just building, not to mention Killua tensing his muscles in preparation didn't help.

●Then his expression softened and he closed his eyes and sighed.

●"Fine, that's your decision but I can't say I'm not disappointed that you're willing to waste such potential."

● You were both relieved to not have to destroy your home and possibly loose limbs just for the sake of not putting your children through some trauma.

● He leaves without issues shockingly. He doesn't even ask to see the children again, if they approach he'll speak and tell them goodbye but he makes no issues.

● In the back of his head however he's thinking that assassin is just in their blood and eventually he'll get his way and those children will give into their urges.

● It will happen. One way or another, he'll make sure of it

KIKIYO

● To be fair, Killua didn't even want her to know you were pregnant or gave birth, she only found out because she forced illumi to tell her once he came back from Stalking you two.

● Since she knew it was hardly anything stopping her from visiting, and with you trying to keep the peace for the sake of the children Killua really couldn't just kill her at the front door.

● She dotted over her grandchildren and kept talking so fondly of how amazing they'd be as assasins how they'd be merciless and talented.

"They won't be assasins." You quickly spoke as you had a butler take the children into another room, Killua and you standing beside eachother and looking at her as her face went to shock.

●She was very verbal with her disappointment and anger.

"HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT THE FAMILY LIKE THIS?! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST MAKE THAT DECISION!?"

● You simply watched her, a bit amused at her tantrum and Killua was less than pleased to hear her loud banshee like screaming again.

"THESE CHILDREN MUST BE ASSASINS WHAT WOULD YOUR FATHER THINK?! YOU CAN'T JUST WASTE SUCH POTENTIAL-"

● It's hard stopping him really, especially with someone he resents as much as his mother with no fear of a fight.

"These are our children to do as we please until they get older and say otherwise and our decision is final no matter what you, or anyone else says." Killua makes it very clear with his stern tone and cold eyes as he forces his mother to stop her tantrum.

● Unfortunately her silence doesn't last long and she goes on a long loud rant about how he is betraying the family and being a disappointment.

● So to prevent Killua from lashing out you have security drag her out kicking and screaming. Literally.

ILLUMI

● Killua didn't even want him within one hundred feet of his children so this conversation was had far from your home.

● "You are wasting potential." He says in that blank tone, his large fish eyes staring into your soul as he shifts his gaze to you, making you uncomfortable enough to cringe. "Is it because of the woman? I'd assume such a distraction would effect you, had I known it'd be to such a severity I would have handled it long ago."

● His original plan was to use his pin on you, to shift your mentality to his liking so you'd convince Killua otherwise, and you didn't see it coming considering you hardly interacted with illumi since you and Killua were children.

● Killua however, having grown up with him saw it from a mile away and stood infront of you, immediately making his hostility known, not even hiding his bloodlust as he stares his older brother down.

●Disappointed with the obstacle Illumi sighs and puts the pin away, he's no idiot, a fight with Killua now that he's fully grown and unlocked his potential to its full is a death sentence waiting to happen, and now that you'll be made aware of what he was gonna do he won't risk fighting you either.

● "Fine, I won't. However I hope you know this is a foolish decision. Those children will be assasins, it's in their blood as much as it is in yours."

"Not if we have anything to say about it."

● Illumi stares at the two of you for an unnatural amount of time, it gets uncomfortable but then his gaze shifts to your home in the far distance.

● "Don't even think about it. You are to stay far away from my family, especially my children."

● Illumi looks back at Killua and then at you. "They are lovely assasins."

● Then he turns to leave.

● Out of everyone, Illumi is the worst member of the family to ever find out you two had children.

● Because he'll make sure they become assasins.

● One way or another.

MILLUKI.

(My love ♡♡)

● To be fair he doesn't care.

● When the news was spread that you guys had kids he just shrugged it off and kept either gaming or building bombs, whatever he does.

● Killua left the family quite a while ago and the animosity that was once held for him shifted into a lack of care for many of the things he did.

● However he did call him wondering what their mother was screeching about.

"Why is mother screeching about failure?"

"We won't let the children be forced to be assasins."

"Oh, whatever." He then hangs up.

● He's not going to waste his time convincing his competition over the years to make more competition with his kids. He's too old for that at this point.

● It doesn't benefit him or complicate things too much. If mother yells to loud he'll slap on headphones and let that be the end of it.

●Visiting? What for? So he can get banned like his mother did? No. He'll send a drone to see if anything changes with the children or if they inherited skills of any sort but that's rare.

● One time one of the children noticed and you watched from afar as they held a conversation with him for about fifteen seconds before the drone left.

● But really he doesn't care too much if at all.

KALLUTO

● As one of the only siblings that directly Apologized and made an effort to rebuild a strained relationship with Killua Kalluto is the only assasin who was willingly told of your pregnancy and the birth of the children.

● They are happy for you both for having the children albeit confused about the fact that they won't be assasins.

● They question it at first but when Killua stays firm and explains it's too much for them they back down and respect his and your decision.

● They weren't exactly surprised considering Killua hated being an assasin and your background on being used because of your family. It's not surprising assasin business isn't something you'd want your children apart of.

● They don't want children so they don't understand your love for them, but they are respectful and leave it at you both not wanting it.

♡♡ALLUKA♡♡♡

● Oh she was ecstatic when they were born. She lives with the two of you so of course she was first to know!

● She doesn't mind that they won't be assasins so when she finds now she shrugs it off. She'll love her nieces and nephews regardless.

● Her experience with assasins obviously isn't that great so she could be a bit relieved because they wouldn't be following that.

● So she's happy.

ZENO

● He likely passed away around this time so he's rolling in his grave.

[pillow-anime-talk]

weight play.

request: hello! can i please request yandere!milluki zoldyck x fem!reader headcanons? could you please include a nsfw part that preferably includes weight play (like... milluki crushing reader by laying on her)? thank you 

# tags: headcanon; current relationship; yandere!au; romance; smut; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual activities, size kink, weight play, breath play, faint during sex, slutty names, crying, high libido

includes: female reader ft. milluki zoldyck {hxh}

↘ Choking is pretty boring, isn’t it? After all, you can only use one part of your body – neck – to take someone’s breath away and make them nearly pass out from the bliss. Weight play is completely different and a hundred times more interesting. You can literally crush your partner, causing a lack of breath not only in the larynx, but also in the lungs themselves, making the sensations more interesting and more... spectacular.

↘ Or at least that’s what Milluki thought as his huge body pressed against your much smaller one and the bed creaked loudly with every move of the young man.

↘ Sex was no stranger to both of you, and due to the fact that the libido of a nineteen-year-old was at a much higher level than that of a normal person, you were in bed at least once every two days. Milluki greatly appreciated your dedication, especially since your sex was never vanilla – on the contrary, it was dirty, long, full of curses and orgasms.

↘ Your partner at the beginning of your relationship was a bit insecure about his body and weight. That’s why you spent the first few times on the top and having a lot of fun with it. However, the first time you switched positions and your much smaller body was pinned down by the young man’s body, a million questions and thoughts popped up in his mind. You were vulnerable and weak, and that really turned Milluki on.

↘ Your breasts were pressed against your boyfriend’s chest and your pussy begged for orgasm. The clitoris kept rubbing against the skin of the young man, and you cried, unable to even get your hand out from under the body of the black-haired man. Your breathing was heavy and your face was red, but to young Zoldyck you looked the most beautiful and at the same time so exciting and sensual.

↘ Though his hips kept moving back and forth, Milluki suddenly put all his weight on you, causing you to let out your last breath. More tears filled your eyes and your body began to tremble as your lungs ran out of oxygen. You felt yourself drifting away.

↘ “Do you like it?” He asked softly, right into your ear, and you dared a slight nod. “Then good, little slut.”

↘ When you were on the verge of departure Milluki lifted his body a bit while catching your ass firmly with his big hand. After catching breath, he pinned you down with his body again, repeating this a few more times before deciding he was satisfied. 

[ravenzeppeli]

You Dare Disobey Me, Girl? |Silva x Reader Angst|

Warning: brutal spanking, language, nudity, humiliation, sexual themes/discussions, physical abuse.

      Silva stood in front of you, his huge 6'6 form towering over you like a skyscraper, his blue eyes hard and menacing, body ripped with muscles. He made you feel so small and fragile- he could tear you apart if he wished.. that was the exciting part about working here- the rush of always being just so close to death. "I don't like when you act out Y/N, I found you nine years ago trusting you and taking you under my wing. Treating you as my own. Why would you dare to break my trust? Look at you now, in deep shit."

       You were completely naked, humiliation being apart of the punishment as your hands were tied above. You looked up at the metal bar, a sigh escaping your lips as you studied the rope. "I wasn't breaking your trust, I was just overwhelmed that you wanted Illumi to marry me. I didn't mean to run

away, I was going to eventually come back once I had time to think." You didn't like Illumi at all, he had no personality. You sound much rather marry Milluki, at least he speaks kindly to you.

         "You dare disobey me, girl? In my own damn house, acting so keen about everything. You are going to pay," he snapped, taking his thick leather belt off. He shook his head, silver hair resting on his broad shoulders. "You will marry Illumi and you will have my grandchildren. You knew that I would seek that in you, you knew Y/N. That is why I trained you so brutally for all of these years." His bright blue eyes traced down your body, staring at your womanhood with intensity.

         Your cheeks flushed red at the utter humiliation of all of this, knowing that he stares on purpose to humiliate you. Ever since you turned 20 he had begun a new phase in your punishing.. it was painful and embarrassing but in a way you liked it. The pain that once made you go insane was now turning you on wildly, making you grow wet with anticipation for your beating. "I'm sorry I disrespected you."

        His eyes traced up your body, full focus now on your breasts.  "You're going to be very sorry once I'm done with you. I was generous enough to allow you a warning the first time but that came with a promise that you wouldn't run away again. You broke that, so now I am going to beat your ass. Do you understand me?" He questioned, his black shoes padding against the hard ground, now standing in front of you. The leather belt was at his side, taunting you.

          "Why do you have to stare at me like that? What's the reason of staring at someone you will never have anyways? I belong to your little son, shouldn't he be the one to do this since I'm being forced to marry him?" You questioned, tone sharp.. you quickly regretted smarting off to him by the look in his eyes. Suddenly, you were fucking terrified.. your heart rapidly skipping a beat.

          "I could have you and take you right now if I wanted, my wife and I would use your body up.. separately and together. We would break you and next time we will, rather you are Illumi's wife or not. You will be handled," Silva snapped, slapping his large palm across your face with force, a snap gasp escaping your lips as your legs went weak. If it wasn't for the chains that tied your hands you would have fell to the ground. "You will marry my son and you will have our grandchildren. Or you will have mine, and I won't treat you well. Illumi will, do you see how well I treat my wife? I've never put my hands on her unless she asked."

         You shook your head weakly, "how could I marry a man that I don't love? At least give me more time to love him Silva, he hardly speaks to me. He hates me." You looked down, blood dripping onto the floor in front of you, the left side of your face throbbing. You wanted more.. why couldn't you just marry Silva or Kikyo? Damn it, this sucked.

         "He will be back in a week, you will marry her next day. You had seven years, I refuse to wait any longer. Now it is time for me to punish you," he said, walking behind you, his hand resting on your back. "He will learn to love you and he is willing, I already asked him and he said that he would treat you well. You will live rich and you will never be out of work. You will have a great life, just as you do now. Stop being stupid, now apologize to me."

           "But what if Illumi wasn't the one that I desire? What if the one I desire is someone else, someone that I owe my life too," you said, staring into his eyes. It was wrong to love Silva, so wrong.. but everything in this world was wrong. You were wrong. "I love you Silva, please let me be with Kikyo and I promise that I will make the both of you happy," you begged, tears falling down your face. You haven't cried in so long. "I love you so much, please love me back."

           Your desperate and lonely heart clung yo both him and Kikyo those seven years ago and you've been in love with Silva and slowly falling in love with Kikyo ever sense. You usually spent every waking moment with Silva.. how could not fall in love with him? It was impossible to avoid, now you are stuck marrying his stupid son who has the personality of a fucking plank. That was why you ran, you had to escape all of this but instead of letting you go he had to find you. This just wasn't fair at all.

         Suddenly a whip sound filled the air, the hard leather belt crashing on your ass with such force that it knocked the wind out of you, a loud sob escaping your lips, your legs trembling. The motion repeated two more times, the two harsh smack causing your entire body to tremble, a harsh burning sensation lighting your ass on fire. Again. Again. Again. He wasn't letting up, leaving your confession unanswered as he beat you, a low grunt escaping his lips.

         "W-why?" You sobbed out, your legs finally collapsing and giving out. You were hanging by your hands, that being the only thing keeping you up. Despite how uncomfortable it was you couldn't stand.. you were in too much pain as the leather whoosh began to attack your spots.

          "I don't love you in that way, Kikyo and I love you but we have no romantic feelings towards you. Illumi does and he is who you will be with- a man your age. He's my son, if you love me then you can love him," spoke Silva, continuing to harshen his blows. You felt the welts forming on your ass, the bruises that wouldn't heal for a month.. this was your reality. "Apologize and I'll stop. You're bleeding, it is only going to get much worse for you." 

          "I-I apologize!" You cried out, causing the leather belt to finally drop. You sobbed, entire body now shaking.. it hurt so bad, your ass throbbing, hands cramping.. you shouldn't have said anything. You should have never ran away.. you knew that this was bound to happen sometime.

          "Good, I'll come let you go and clean up in a few hours. For now just think about rather you want to wear white or another color next week. Perhaps red, it compliments you" he muttered, walking out the door and leaving you alone to suffer in pain.. just as he always did.

[imagineanime2022]

Little Sister

Illumi Zoldyck X Sister!Reader

Word Count: 2062

Requested: Anon

Request: Could you possibly do a one shot with illumi and a younger sister similar to daki pretty pls who’s also a good assassin and is prided on her looks 😊 AND Basically Illumi little sister (reader) gets a S/O and they cheat on us so we run to him in tears what would he do? How would he handle it? How would he comfort us? AND Hiii can you do brother head canons for illumi with a sister who’s about 15-16 so in the middle of milluki and killua who is like a great assassin but also very like caring with him and similar to daki/ume from demon slayer pls!🐺 AND Can you do a one shot or just headcannons(Whatever you prefer) with a reader who is the third oldest Zoldyck who is a amazing assassin who doesn’t fail while also looking after all her siblings and trying to keep the family together pls :)

You had, much like the rest of your family, established your place in the criminal underworld, your ability to assassinate people without leaving so much as a trace was sought after everywhere, you were good at blending into the shadows, your nen ability markedly more dangerous than some of your siblings. You were an emitter type with the ability to turn any bodily fluid into a poisonous substance, something untraceable with subtle symptoms for the most part well until the asphyxia set in.

Illumi was the brother that you were closest to, he liked working with you and when you were younger he spent the most time with you, Milluki was too busy trying to get his mothers approval and Illumi honestly couldn't care less and that led him to watch you more carefully. He started training you young when he realised your ability was manifesting, you had accidentally killed two butlers when you had gotten injured playing in the garden. He noticed when you were young that you were very pretty, and the compliments that you got from others made it an asset that you could use. Even now at the age of 16 it was the selling point for most of your jobs.

The family was starting to crack now that Killua had decided to leave, with all bets placed on him for the next leader of the family, the adults were scrambling even if they tried to hide it. Illumi was off tracking him down, well that was a strong term at the very least you and Illumi knew where he was, the hunter exam. You decided that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have a hunter licence since travel was such a pain when you were on jobs. That was how you found yourself in the underground tunnel waiting for the exam to actually start. You came in as contestant 320 with your boyfriend as number 321. Your eyes found Killua who was already looking at you.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, “I’m not going home.” “I’m not here to take you back, travelling is really hard these days, the licence is going to make that way easier and we both know that we can get through this no problem.” You shrugged and he smiled. “Is Dad mad?” He asked. “Honestly I don’t think so, I think he wants you to go home though.” You answered. “Go find some friends, they’ll be good to have, there’s going to be some stages where you need them.” You turned to walk away feeling someone watching you, you looked over to see a man in green, pins in his face and jerky movements. You continued walking as you got close enough he spoke. “You aren’t supposed to be here?” He said and it was then that you realised who it was, Illumi. “Well, I figured that it might be worth getting a licence and since you're both here why not make it a family outing? Don’t worry I’ll stay out of you and your friends' way.” Your eyes travelled to Hisoka who was leaning against the wall a few paces away, he smirked when his eyes met yours. “Mm, what did you bring him for?” Illumi asked as he gestured towards your boyfriend. “(Y/B/N) is here for a licence too, he wanted one.” You rolled your eyes at your brother’s dislike towards your chosen companion. “Remember not to let your guard down.” He warned. “There’s nothing to worry about.” You waved him off as you walked back over to your boyfriend. “Who was that?” He asked. “I don’t know some creepy guy, guess he’s sizing up the competition.” You answered.

It took two tasks for things to break down you had managed to get separated in the tower, that didn’t cause you any problems and you finished as one of the first, with Hisoka and Illumi being some of the people that you noticed first, as time ticked down you started to worry that you’d have to complete the rest of the tasks alone. Hisoka was the one that came over to you while you were sitting alone. “You know you don’t need to wait for him, I doubt that he’ll get much further.” He said. “What does it matter to you?” Your eyes hadn’t moved from the timer, you could see Illumi in the corner of your eye. “Honestly, it’s rather annoying to watch you handicap yourself so readily, little assassin.” Hisoka answered. “You should know that he’s using you.” “Using me?” You asked with a frown. “What do you mean?” Before Hisoka could answer your question the door opened and out stumbled (Y/B/N) but behind him was a girl, you had seen her throughout the exam, she hadn’t ever approached him while you were with him. “Look at his shirt.” Hisoka prompted before standing and leaving you alone, your eyes travelled to (Y/B/N)’s shirt, it seemed to have been thrown on haphazardly or recently ruffled you couldn’t tell, he walked over and smiled. “I’m glad that you made it.” He smiled. “Same to you.” You smiled, plastering on the fake emotion so naturally as you noticed the smell of the girl on him, everything was adding up to a conclusion that you really didn’t want to think about, not right now.

You sat on the boat taking you to the island that the next task would take place on, you looked at the badge number in your hand 321, (Y/B/N)’s number. You could definitely pass without taking his badge but as you looked at him, the way his eyes now wondered, you realised that you weren’t so sure that you wanted to. You decided to talk to him about the tower. You hadn’t noticed in your pondering that he had disappeared, you attempted to find him and it honestly didn’t take long given your occupation, the problem was the position that him in, the girl that he had come out of the tower with pressed against the wall, they hadn’t even realised that you were there, tears gathering in your eyes as you glared at them. She was the one to notice you but you weren’t sure if it was you or the presence behind you that made them look. “O-oh I-” “You what?” You asked, the presence behind you seemed to have disappeared from the moment he looked back at you. “Look, I don't think we’re going to work.” He said. “Oh really, was that before or after you put your tongue down her throat?” You asked. “You know what? You want to know the truth?” He asked. “Yes!” You answered. “You really aren’t that pretty, you’ve been convenient and honestly you’ve gotten rid of a lot of obstacles. I was hoping that you would be able to get me through this last task but it seems like that won’t be the case.” He explained and you looked at him frozen in place, your family had always told you that you shouldn’t put trust in other people but now you understood why and all you wanted to do was turn around and run but this time the presence you felt before seemed closer and you saw your brother’s long hair out of the corner of your eye. “Are you really going to let him talk to you like that?” He asked. “He’s seems to have taken something from you, I think it’s time that you take it back, little sister.” “Later.” You answered as you held the badge up so that they could all see it “after all you're my target on the island I think I’ll take everything from you there.” “That sounds like a perfect plan.” Illumi answered “and the girl?” “Isn’t that your number, big brother?” You asked.

The island itself had not been a problem, you had been tracking (Y/B/N) and the girl, they were sporadic and jerky in their movements they were trying to preemptively shake you off but you wouldn’t be in the occupation that you were that easily shook off, they stopped for the night and that was when you made your move. “You're stopping here?” You asked from your place in the branches. “Y-you found us?” He asked. “I found you.” You answered “I made a promise, I really need your badge.” “Here, have it!” He threw the badge at you and you smiled picking it up off the floor. “Thank you.” From your crouched position you looked up at him. “T-then go.” He ordered. “No.” You answered as you dove forward, dagger taken from the holster on your as you pressed your knee to his throat, the girl screaming. “Sit down, shut up and I might have mercy on you.” You turned back to him “now back to you, you never asked me what my nen ability was, you really should have because you would have known that everytime you kissed me I chose to let you live.” You moved your knee from his neck moving to straddle him pressing your lips to his as your ability activated, you stood as you walked over to the girl who was still sitting on the ground. “I-I did as y-you said.” She stuttered. ��You did.” You said softly as taking her chin in your hand. “You said that you would let me go.” She said, tone lifting in hope as you looked at her and shook your head. “I said I’d have mercy and that just means you don’t die slowly and alone like he does.” You explained. “W-wait don’t I have your brother’s number!? I don’t have my badge see” she pointed to her top “if you kill me you’ll never find it.” “It’s a good thing he doesn’t need it then.” You smirked, her eyes widened “yeah I lied because I knew it would force you to stay with him under the impression that he’d be able to keep you safe, stupid assumption really.” “I-I’m sorry.” She cried. “I’m sure you are.” You nodded before yanking her head to the side and effectively breaking her neck. “Nicely done.” Illumi’s voice emitted over the clearing standing over your dying ex. “Do you have your badge?” You asked. “Mm.” He hummed while holding the badge. “Then I will see you in 3 days.” You muttered as you left the clearing and the dead bodies that you had created there as well.

A few days later you found yourself back home, Killua was back home as well and while he was supposedly being punished for everything that he had done you decided that you should go and talk to your father about, he was the only one that could change anything that was happening “Dad, can I talk to you?” You asked. “Of course, come over here.” Your Dad prompted, he’d always had a soft spot for you, his only daughter, well the only one he acknowledged. “What do you want to talk about?” “Killua.” You answered as you settled next to him. “What about him?” Your Dad asked. “I think we should let him see the world, he’s going to have to at some point, he’ll never run the family if it seems like a prison.” You answered, the silence that followed made you rethink “sorry I have overstepped.” “No, no, it’s not that… You think that he will come back?” Your father asked. “I do.” You nodded. “If we give him reason to.” “And why did you come to talk to me about all of this?” He asked. “I want the family to stay together and I thought this was the best way.” You explained. “Mmm, thank you. Let me talk to your brother.” He said, pressing a kiss to your forehead before you got up to leave. “Once this is done I want to hear about what happened, Illumi said there was something that I should hear of.” “Okay Dad.” You answered as you left the room.

It was only voicing your opinion but you hoped it was enough you wanted everyone in the family to be happy and for it to stay together and it only seemed fair that Killua found his way back to the family on his own rather than being forced. You only hoped that your father headed your advice.

Request Here!!

[imagobin]

Most of my fan-fictions are on Wattpad because I like the format better, but I figured I might as well compile the things I've written & am proud of here as well.

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List of Fandoms

Fionna and Cake (4)

Hunter x Hunter (16)

Markiplier-verse/Egos (5)

Monkey King 2023 (13)

Spider-verse (4)

Steven Universe (1)

Super Mario Bros (1)

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Fionna and Cake

Winter King

Headcanons ❄️Taking Care of You When You're Sick | GN!Reader❄️ Desc: Headcanons of Winter King taking care of his sick bodyguard whom he secretly has feelings for.

Headcanons ❄️Playing Hero | GN!Reader❄️ Desc: Headcanons of Winter King trying to play hero to woo you and convince you to fall for him, only for things to backfire. Little angst maybe? Idk

Headcanons (Request) ❄️Tending to the Gunters | GN!Reader❄️ Desc: Headcanons of you and Winter King trying to have a cozy snowed-in day, but having to change their plans when penguins show up at your doorstep.

Winter King x GN!Reader (Slice of Life) One Shot (Request) ❄️Icy Daughter❄️ Desc: Winter King keeps a lot of secrets from (y/n), but today he's ready to reveal one of them... he actually has a daughter?!

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Hunter x Hunter

Zoldyck Family

Headcanons 🔯General Family Dynamics🔯 Desc: Speculations on how each Zoldyck family member sees the others, with a bigger focus on the less-explored relationships.

Headcanons 🔯Zoldyck Siblings see you're hurt | GN!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for the Zoldyck siblings and how they'd react if you came back to them injured after a fight.

Headcanons (Request) 🔯Being Zoldyck's middle child | GN!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for a Zoldyck middle child reader who's both a talented assassin and loves taking care and spending time with their siblings.

Headcanons (Request) 🔯Leaving the Zoldycks | GN!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for how the zoldyck siblings would react to their Sibling!Reader leaving Kukuroo Mountain.

Headcanons (Request) 🔯The lost sibling | GN!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for a reader who's meeting their family for their first time, after being taken away from Kukuroo Mountain as a baby.

Headcanons (Request) 🔯Being Grandma Zoldyck | Fem!Reader🔯 Desc: Headcanons for a reader who's the elusive grandmother of the Zoldyck family.

Headcanons 🐲Grandpa Zeno | GN!Grandchild!Reader🐲 Desc: Headcanons for how it'd be like to have Zeno Zoldyck as a grandpa.

Ramble 👒Kikyo's visor👒 Desc: My thoughts on why Kikyo wears a visor at all times.

Headcanons (Request) 📍Big Brother Illumi | Fem!Reader📍 Desc: Headcanons for what it'd be like to be Illumi's younger sister, from the day you were born to the current year according to the timeline.

Ramble 📍Illumi and Milluki's brotherly relationship🎮 Desc: Analyzing OG manga scans cause the english translation was incomplete.

Headcanons 🎮Milluki Boyfriend HCs | GN!Reader🎮 Desc: My HCs for how Milluki would be as a boyfriend, contains fluff and overprotective tendencies.

Ramble 🎮Small thought about Milluki Zoldyck🎮 Desc: My personal theory on why Milluki acts the way he does.

Ramble (Ask) 🎮Milluki's Nen🎮 Desc: Some Nen abilities I think Milluki could develop based on his lack or presence of character development.

Ramble 🎮Milluki doesn't have anger issues🎮 Desc: Debunking the belief that Milluki has anger issues through manga scans analysis.

Ramble 🧸Alluka in the Italian translation🧸 Desc: The Italian HxH manga uses only feminine pronouns when referring to Alluka, let's talk about it!

Leorio Paradinight

Headcanons (Request) 🩵Friendship! | GN!Reader🩵 Desc: Headcanons for how you and Leorio met and what kind of friend he is.

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Markiplier-verse/Egos

Alise T. Vermont (OC) Pentalogy

DA!OC Insert Book Who Killed Markiplier? | Wattpad Desc: Alise is an assertive and confident district attorney who works alongside their lifelong friend, Damien, the mayor. Things suddenly break her routine upon receiving a strange invitation from a friend she hadn't heard from in months, Mark! But what was supposed to be a fun night amongst friends, quickly turned into a nightmare when Mark was found dead and strange things kept happening inside Markiplier Manor. Will Alise and the others manage to catch the murderer... or will they fall into darkness as well? Captain!OC Insert Book ɪɴ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪᴘʟɪᴇʀ (ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1) | Wattpad Desc: Captain Alise has finally boarded the Invincible II to bring colonists to a new planet. However, things quickly take a turn for the worst when the spaceship gets trapped in a wormhole and Alise is requested to fix an apparent paradox alongside the ship's head engineer, Mark. Will they complete their mission, or will they be stuck there forever? Only one way to find out. Captain!OC Insert Book ɪɴ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴀʀᴋɪᴘʟɪᴇʀ (ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2) | Wattpad Desc: The universe has been rebooted and Captain Alise now has to fix things once and for all, but how will they do that when the multiverse itself seems to be against them? Actor!Mark x DA!OC (Platonic) Book A Heist with Markiplier | Wattpad Desc: Alise has now reunited with Mark in the void, where the Actor can finally start putting his plan into motion, however... the ghosts of their past are always ready to come hunting them again, and what was meant to be some harmless fun becomes much more as Alise starts discovering what happened in the outside world while she was stuck in the void. Actor!Mark x DA!OC (Platonic) Book A Date with Markiplier | Wattpad Desc: With the artifact now lost, Mark and Alise have decided to sit back for a while and go on a date, but things never go as planned...

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Monkey King 2023

Dragon King/Ao Guang

Headcanons 🌊Childhood Friends | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Headcanons for Ao Guang and Reader being childhood friends and growing up together.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Kaiju!Dragon King | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: After the battle against Monkey King, the Dragon King was rendered powerless, but also got stuck in his Kaiju form? And now he needs to work around that to salvage his relationship with Reader.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Raising a child | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Headcanons for you and Ao Guang adopting and taking care of an abandoned child.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Kaiju!Dragon King Fluff!🌊 Desc: Another batch of Kaiju!Dragon King HCs, but this time it's extra fluffy!

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Protecting the child | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Headcanons of you and Ao Guang being protective of your adopted child.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Dating | GN!Nine Tailed Fox!Reader🌊 Desc: Headcanons of you and Ao Guang meeting and dating, but with a twist! You're a shapeshifting Nine Tailed Fox!

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Comforting his Child🌊 Desc: Headcanons for how Dragon King would comfort his kid when they're struggling with something.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Family daily routine🌊 Desc: Morning and Night routine of Dragon King and his family.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Caring for you | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: You got sick, and Dragon King, beind the drama queen that he is, does everything to ensure you recover and never ever get sick again.

Headcanons (Request) 🌊Self-consciousness | GN!Merefolk!Reader🌊 Desc: Something went wrong with Dragon King's transformation, and once he's defeated, his body retains some of the water he used to transform, self-consciousness ensues.

Dragon King x GN!Reader (Fluff) One Shot 🌊𝒮𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓁𝓈🌊 Desc: After his defeat, the Dragon King decided to lay low and slowly regain his powers deep down in the sea, that was until he spotted (y/n), who drastically changed his goals in way he'd never thought of before.

Dragon King x GN!Reader (Action) One Shot (Request) 🌊𝓜𝔂 𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂🌊 Desc: Despite being stuck as a Kaiju, Dragon King managed to build a family, finding a spouse and even adopting a child, but what happens when a new danger arises, and the people he loves the most are put in danger?

Kaiju!Dad!Dragon King (Slice of Life) One Shot (Request) 🌊𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓓𝓪𝓭🌊 Desc: Ao Guang learns that despite being a Kaiju, he can still enjoy small moments with his child.

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Spider-verse

Johnathon Ohnn/The Spot

Headcanons ⚪Platonic Relationship | GN!Reader⚫ Desc: Headcanons for The Spot and Reader being roommates, pre and post-collider. Headcanons ⚪Rivals to Friends | GN!Reader⚫ Desc: Headcanons for Johnathon Ohnn and Reader being college classmates and rivals. Headcanons ⚪Being a Father | GN!Child!Reader⚫ Desc: Headcanons for Johnathon Ohnn/The Spot being your dad (totally not self indulgent).

The Spot x Artist!OC (Platonic) Book Behind the Eight Ball | Wattpad Desc: Being behind the eight ball |To be in a difficult position, from which it is unlikely one can escape, out of luck.| That's how Johnathon Ohnn felt after the Alchemax Collider exploded. He'd lost everything: his job, his family's love... his face. Until he met someone who was genuinely willing to help him... but would that be enough?

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Steven Universe

Jasper

Jasper x Human/Gem hybrid!OC (Romantic) Book 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐚𝐝 | Wattpad Desc: Emma had always believed she was the only Human/Gem hybrid on earth, however, her world is turned upside down once she learns of the existence of Steven, and embarks on a journey to Beach City to meet him. Unfortunately, he's already left months ago, and it looks like Emma will have to keep searching, but not without a certain orange gem forcing herself into the picture.

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Super Mario Bros

Bowser

Bowser x Dryad!OC (Romantic) Book The Dryad's Loyalty | Wattpad Desc: Hazel is a lone dryad who's lived in complete isolation their entire life... what happens then, when a Koopa King comes crashing down in their forest and forces them to become part of his Koopa Troop?

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[evilzoldyck]

LO(S/V)ER

One never really stops working for the Zoldyck family, well, at least that was the case for the esteemed workers in the house. Precarious posts in the estate such as butlers and gamekeepers held a much deeper affinity for the family than you’ll ever possess. Rather, you held a position in the house that required no weapon training background or the knowledge to impair vital organs efficiently.

You were a personal private chef along with a couple of others the Zoldyck family had at their disposal. Placement at the estate wasn’t quite as challenging as you thought it would be. It was a relief to know that cleaning and food service workers weren’t held up to such a high regard as other positions in the house.

Instead, the rules affixed were quite permissive and casual. One might assume such working contracts of the Zoldyck replicate the rules and regulations of a normal hospitality industry. You were granted a generous financial offer, unrestricted access outside of the estate and plus they had a great dental plan.

The only real downside of the whole ordeal was the ridiculous weights you’re forced to work with in the kitchen.

Last year however, you had requested a year off leave in which the head of the family fortunately accepted. You used that time leisurely, finding you were very much in desperate need of a break after working tirelessly for so long. Therefore, once you stepped a foot back into the mountain you find yourself refreshed and excited to work again.

Your co-workers greeted you exuberantly as you saw their familiar faces once again in the summer. You returned their sentiments with expensive foreign chocolates and sparkling bottles you’ve purchased over the time you spent travelling. While gratefully accepting your gifts, it wasn’t long until the playful conversations start once again, with Deidre, a senior chef, jokingly griped that younger generation these days were too entitled with their jobs.

Being fortunate enough to get along with them made your occupation a much for pleasant experience.

Sharpening your chef knife against the steel after a busy dinner service, the kitchen turned quiet as everything was neatly put away to their respective places. The only work left for the night was to prep for the morning in which Deidre, without fail, had already finished the final fold of croissant for tomorrow’s breakfast.

A cold nudge at your side caught your attention as you saw Aiki hold up your favourite beverage and cocked her head to the back door.

Closing the exit door behind you, you took a seat on the stacked wooden crates as you worked your drink open. Aiki leaned against the brick walls as she inhaled vapour generously into her lungs before exhaling deeply creating a thick cast of smoke carried away by the wind. Both of you took in the cool night breeze and the iridescent lights the stars casted as you basked in the peaceful silence in contrast to the hectic environment just an hour before.

“You know you seemed like you changed after your break.” Aiki commented nonchalantly.

“Have I? In what sense?”

“I don’t know, you seem more knowledgeable now that you’ve seen the world and all that, I feel like you’re also more relaxed too- more… zen.”

“Zen?” you chuckled in disbelief before taking a sip.

“You know who else changed around here?” Aiki shoots a mischievous smile your way.

“Who?”

“Milluki.”

You almost choked, not liking where this conversation was going.

“Really? Haven’t noticed.” Which was a total lie. You have noticed Milluki’s completely transformed self but never acknowledged it out loud. When you arrived back to your post as a kitchen staff, you’ve stolen glances at his direction, believing at first to be a completely different person before you heard his voice.

She smirks at your comment knowing you’re lying through your teeth but decided not to comment on it.

“Well he looks great,” Aiki took another inhale from her vape. “I don’t know if it’s a new mandatory regimen he’s required to do, but it’s definitely paying off.”  

“Yeah I guess.” You commented absentmindedly.

“So you agree?”

“What?”

“You admit he looks good?”

You took a hesitant pause before replying, “yeah, yeah he looks good now. Though my opinion doesn’t matter but I’m happy for him.”

Aiki hummed at your response as she shifted her stance against the wall while looking at you with that glint in her eyes. “I wonder if he still has a small crush on you.”

“Alright, I’m leaving.”

“Waitwaitwait-“ She held her one of her curled hand to her mouth as she laughed aloud before gently holding your shoulder, urging you to stay. “I was just wondering- I mean am I wrong? Does he not give you the puppy dog eyes anymore?”

“No,” you groaned. “You guys have to let this joke go it’s getting so old.”

“It’s not a joke if it’s real,” she refuted. “Besides he’s well fit now, I can’t help but think you two will go great together.”

“Well what about you, huh?” You turned the focus to her.

“What about me?” she asked confusingly with a smile on her face.

“You and Gotoh?”

Instead of being embarrassed Aiki turned more confused before she giggled at your futile accusation. “Where did that come from?”

“Well Gotoh and you would make such a cute couple.”

“Oh come on that’s gross,” she rolled her eyes. “You’re just saying nonsense to spite me and besides my claims here are actually based on facts.”

As much as you would like to admit otherwise, you had actually sensed the younger son’s fondness of you. You had no idea just exactly when he started looking at you differently but it was no denying he had some type of feelings for you.  

Milluki would always remain far away for him to watch you work and at first you would ignore it, believing him to be an innocent bystander just curious as to how the kitchen operates or how his meals were being made. However it got more obvious when you were the only one working by cleaning the dishes and putting them away.

Often times, he would specifically ask for you to make him his meals and request that you bring it to his room. But you never stayed long enough for him to reply after you present his food to him.

There was this one instance in which the kitchen staff would never live down where you stacked plates on the top drawers. The plates were stacked so high you had trouble getting the last one in before Milluki came in and silently took it off of you and placed it on his own. He lingered behind you for a moment and you swore you felt him sniff the top of your head, smelling your shampoo before slowly backing away and disappearing into his room.

If you were by yourself that night, you would convince yourself that it was all in your head. Alas you weren’t alone and Giovanni, a mostly silent man, arched his brow in perplexity at the scene before him, nearly burning the scallops he was so delicately cooking. You hoped that he would remain the stoic and quiet man he usually was but in the morning, everyone was talking about it. Apparently he was immune to anything but gossip.

“Just think about it.”

“No.”

“You know it’s not a bad thing to be attracted by looks. Just because you don’t find him appealing back then doesn’t mean you have to hold on to it forever now that he’s a new man, I mean look at how much he’s trying for you.”

“You better not let Madame hear you say that, that’s like insulting him and his efforts. Besides my feelings never changed, he’s just our employer that’s all.”

“So you’re not attracted to him at all? Not even now that he has muscles that rival his dad?”

“No.”

“Not even a tiny bit-“

“Nope.”

She shrugged, “Alright.” There’s a bit of a defeat in her voice but her tone still carries a reverberation of quirk.

Peculiarly she comes behind you to hug your back, crouching a bit because of your sitting position. It was odd but you let her rest affectionately on you as you sipped the last remnants of your drink. It was when she sniffed your hair exaggeratingly did you jerk up, no doubt Aiki was trying to jab at your past mortifying moment.

“Ok- you’re done, I’m going back to headquarters now.”

Thankfully the conversation from the night never continued when morning came.

In the late afternoon, you were counting the lobster tails in the back when Deidre called for you. While wrapping your apron back around your waist, she informed you that Milluki came down with a fever and that he requested that you make him something soothing to bring to his room.

You raised your brows at the order, not that it was out of the ordinary that Milluki asked that you prepare his meals, but that he came down with the flu. With how strong the Zoldycks people make them out to be, it’s situation like this that make you realise they’re only human.

You decided to make a simple congee with the usual toppings he preferred and added some flakes of truffle and fresh ginger to top it all off. Covering the bowl with a fitted lid, you hoped that it was still steaming hot when you reached his room.

Traversing through the hallways to his bedroom, you knocked and on the wooden door and presented yourself orderly. When you heard the voice on the other side of the door mentioning you to come in, you sucked in a breath before opening it.

Upon seeing his room, you realised that his decorum had changed. No longer was there endless shelves of figurines and comic books, rather it has decreased to the top shelf. Also the real-life sized sculptures of his favourite animated girls was gone from the corner of his room and his bed lacked the body pillows you were so used to seeing the housemaids hung from the laundry. However his impressive PC setup remained against the walls.

Your quick examination of his room was interrupted with a weak cough. Milluki sat up against his bed as he shifted one of his legs up, covering his mouth with a hand as he looked at you expectantly.

Milluki wore simple grey sweatpants and a black fitted shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders and defined muscles. Aiki wasn’t exaggerating when she said he could give his older brother a run for his money. However, through his changed physical appearance, you could still make out the familiar features of Milluki. Those sharp eyes that watched you set his bowl down from the tray was undoubtedly his.

Opening the lid and setting it to the side, you cast your eyes down politely as you presented the dish before him. You prepared to take your leave as you took the tray and lid with you before he grabbed your hand swiftly.

“And how am I supposed to eat this?” He complained petulantly. When you looked back at him did he flinch as if he realised what he just said. “Cool this down for me,” he avoided your face and released your hand, awkwardly unsure of what to say next. “… Please.”

You glanced down at the steaming congee and began to stir it around, the beauty from the presentation of the dish vanished as you mixed the ingredients together. While you did so, you hesitantly took a seat on the edge of his bed. You didn’t realise your actions when he began to stare at you again. Not knowing what to do with yourself, you focused solely on the hot congee as if your job depended on it. It wasn’t your fault, you never spared more than ten seconds in his room, much less being alone with him.

Milluki wonders when you would comment on the tension between you and him. In his mind he’s confessed and kissed you more times than you deserve. He dreams of you coming to him, professing your feelings to him while he graciously brings you into his arms, accepting your declarations of love. He’s toyed with the fantasies for so long it made him so angry with every single day that passes that you don’t.

He believed he’s not that emotionally dependent on you, that you were just some eye candy to him around the house and that his girls could satiate his needs for him better than you ever could. However when you took your leave did he actually realise how much he missed you. As his appearance changed, his feelings only grew deeper for you every day. With the arms he now uses to lift dreadful weights, he only muses how you would fit perfectly inside.

With how much time he’s dedicated to exercising, Milluki founds himself more useful than before to the family business. Therefore, with the extra time he spent on working, the interest to keep up with his hobbies dulled. His newly profound demeanour was recognised by his parents as they appraised him unctuously. Milluki thinks he finally grew up on the right foot.

Nevertheless, the only compliments he seeks are yours. He wanted you to notice his changed self, he’s done everything from body to mind to appeal more to you but you remain so frustratingly silent stirring his congee around as if the man of your dreams isn’t sitting right here. Pride is one pill he can’t swallow and yet he feels so small when standing next to you. Like he’s still that unassuming teenager that pined for you, the one that you wouldn’t look twice at.  Older and wiser now, he figured if you wouldn’t say anything, he would.

“Why can’t you still look at me.”

“Pardon?” You flickered your gaze from the bowl to him.

“Three years you’ve served me, and yet you never once properly looked at me.” Milluki stated as he watched you open and close your mouth, ambivalent of your next choice of words. He figured it was the way he looked, but no matter how much effort he’s put into himself, you’re still avoiding him as if his gaze burns you.

Scoffing, he leaned his head back against the headboard before confidently stating a lie, “I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing this just in case they want me to become the head of the family, with how Killua decided to frolic with his so-called friends now.”

“I’m sorry, I’m not sure if I’m following you.” You’re really at a loss at what you should say to please him but you don’t dare comment on his weight knowing it’s such a sensitive and a personal topic, hell you would never even bring it up to your closest girlfriends, but was it different for guys? Did he want you to acknowledge it?

“Shit,” he softly cursed as he scowled at your reply. “You really want me to spell it out for you, don’t you?” He took your hesitant silence as a yes making him roll his eyes in annoyance.

“I like you.” The way he casually strung your name into the statement made your whole body freeze. “I’ve had for a long time so don’t give me that piss poor excuse that you didn’t notice it.”

His confrontation only verified the tension you’ve avoided like plague.

“And I knew that you were embarrassed by me.”

That accusation made your chest tight as you flustered out, “I would neve-“

“Bullshit.” Milluki cut you off as he furrowed his grows. “I know what your little friends say, you think I wonder how I could live without you, don’t you?!”

Biting your lip, you looked down in discomfort. What were you supposed to do? Culinary school never taught you how to deal with situations like these. You choose your words as carefully as you could without angering him much.

“I’m very much flattered but whether you’ve changed or not I’m afraid I can’t return your affections. But I am confident that there is a more deserving girl or-“

“Stop fucking lying,” he chuckled bitterly. “You think I’m hot shit now, don’t you? Just how long do you plan to keep this up?”

“I-…” You stopped for a second before you decided to say what he wants to hear. “Yes, yes I do, you look really nice.”

Milluki breathed out a sigh of relief as he easily pulled your waist closer to him to the point where you nearly sat atop on his lap while he looked at you fervently.

“So then be with me, I’m tired of you pushing me away like this.” He said in the softest voice you’ve heard from this interaction while he searched your eyes as you racked your brain trying to worm yourself out of this one.

“I can’t.” You tried your best to convey those words as sympathetic as you can.

“Why not?”

“It’s against the rules to be in relationships.”

“Then you’re fired.” He shot back in exasperation.

Your mouth grew dry at his statement. Was he really going to go this far for you?

“No please, I-I can’t just leave my job.” Your voice wavered through your desperate plead but it wasn’t reaching Milluki.

“I’ll give you as many Jennys as you want, just name it and it’s yours.”

“It’s not like that- I like working I-“

“I’ll get you another job near here that pays just as well.”

Milluki watched you in apprehension, sensing your reluctance in his proposals. Growing weary at your rejection, he clutched on your sides possessively. “Just tell me what I got to do here.”

Milluki briefly let you go to cough into the corner of his arm. You looked at him with a pitiful gaze. Your heart wrenched guiltily knowing full well you didn’t reciprocate any of his endearing efforts for you. Setting the forgotten congee on his bedside table that has gone lukewarm by now, you wrapped your arms against you to comfort yourself against this awkward scene.

“Perhaps I’ve been a little standoffish,” you murmured faintly, hoping he wouldn’t catch that just in case you decided to change your mind. Unfortunately, Milluki looked back at you with the same hawk like stare, urging you to continue.

“I guess- I mean maybe I’ve… grown to like you too,” there was a painful pause and you wondered if he had detected the lie in your words but when you glanced back at him you saw how besotted he was to notice.

Before you could continue he caught you up in his arms again so that you were properly sitting on top of his lap. “You like me?” he cockily called out your name to tease you and quirked one of his brows up as if he wasn’t begging for your reciprocity a minute ago.

“Yes?” Quickly following up your answer you resumed, “but to make this work, perhaps it would be best to keep it a secret from everyone.”

“Mmhmm.” He hummed at your words as he looked up at you. From such an angle it was one of the first times you’ve noticed how boyishly handsome he was when he wasn’t scowling.

“From everyone,” you repeated, hoping he was listening to you whilst he caressed your sides tenderly. “I really like working here so if you could keep it from your family and me from my co-workers, I wouldn’t be let go.”

You decided this would be the best. Entertaining the idea of what Milluki had in mind was something you could work with. Keeping it a secret was also an optimal choice for you as nothing would really change and it saved you from the embarrassment and attention it would garner from the people living and working on the mountain.

It was heartless but this guy was also an assassin, he could deal with it. Nevertheless you give this ‘relationship’ two months before he decided to call it quits. I mean if he finally saw just how there’s not much to you than he thought there was, you would be free of his unwanted infatuation.

“Fine with me.” 

Meanwhile Milluki could already see himself stealing you away from your work and pulling you to a quiet corner where he could make you his own. He couldn’t wait to spend time with you where he could rightfully hold you and kiss you like he’s replayed in his mind many times before.

Fluttering his eyes closed as he leaned in, you quickly pecked his cheek awkwardly not wanting to entertain him so soon. You held his hands and forced his hold away from you while he looked at you confusingly.

“You’re still sick.” You reminded with a bashful smile, relieved when his frown quickly disappeared.

Once he took your prepared dish into his hands, you made a prompt comment that you would be needed for dinner service before anyone gets suspicious. Milluki acquiesced in a disgruntled manner, unused to letting you be pulled away just when he finally had you.

“You’ll return at once right?” He asked hopelessly. “You’ll be the one to bring my dinner?”

“Of course.” When you picked up your things you made sure the stride to the doorway look as natural as possible instead of giving the impression of haste. “Get well soon,” You mentioned airily as he smirked mid bite before softly closing the door behind you.

Letting out a shaky breath you wonder how a supposedly quick trip turned out to be a scandalous rendezvous. No matter, you’re just praying the day Milluki decide to break it off would come soon.

However, unbeknownst to you, Milluki plans on never letting you go.

[mikoyamisheadcanonblog]

Hi Miko! Can you do Milluki x Reader headcanons please? Can you also include NSFW with the dungeon and whipping? 👀 👀

So I don't do NSFW just yet, I did add it a little spicy. Milluki was a fun character to think about as I haven't read much headcanons on him much and he is always more of a side character in the headcanons. I do think trigger warnings are to be up as I don't see any relationship with the Zoldyck to be healthy. Well enjoy.......

🍟Milluki Zoldyck🍟

🍟Congratulations to the S/O that managed to win his heart. Milluki isn’t impossible for him to love someone but he is harder to catch in the real world.

🍟His S/O met him in the online world first. Talked about his interest and shared a lot of his interests. His S/O managed to have a decent conversation over the hottest anime without him feeling like he is talking to a wall.

🍟Milluki’s way of talking is as if he is talking to a wall. He is a very unhealthy INTP or ISTP. So, talking to him about certain subjects do expect him to be talking down to his S/O. He isn’t going to change that is how he is he sees nothing wrong with it.

🍟If his S/O did manage to catch his interest, he will track them down and hack into their computer. Congratulations again, this will be the second time Milluki will leave the house, this time to capture, kidnap, capture his S/O’s heart. They can’t run away, he will track them down faster than Illumi tracks his runaway S/O.

🍟Milluki is a momma’s boy. Be warned, if is S/O is found fighting with his mom, he will take his mom’s side. No one is good enough for her son, so expect a lot of arguments with her. Punishment will come up, it will be in the dungeon with a whip.

🍟One of Milluki’s favorite activities is cosplaying with his S/O. His S/O cosplaying as their favorite character from their favorite anime series. Yes, it can get very naughty.

🍟He won’t cosplay his S/O’s favorite character, do expect him to get very jealous if it does get mentioned and broken figurines if by chance his S/O did order figurines of their favorite character.

🍟Milluki’s second favorite place in the house is the dungeon, he loves seeing his S/O shackled from the roof. Cosplayed as his favorite character, or as themselves. Them panting and pleading to beg for forgiveness or asking for more, while the whip hits their skin. He loves seeing them bend to their whims.

[white-poppie]

Domestic Bliss

Character: Illumi Zoldyck x AFAB reader Anime- HxH Genre: Fluff Warnings: mentions of having kids, the reader being scared, the reader knows how to use nen Writer: @white-poppie

You got married only because Silva decided that you were the perfect one for his son, so of course, Illumi didn't have a choice. He complied with his father's wishes without holding grudges against anyone. He was indifferent and nonchalant throughout and after.

You were living in the Zoldyck mansion with Silva, Kikyo and Milluki. You continued living your life generally like any person would and returned home after work; you were glad your in-laws had no issues with that. Illumi was always out, it had been two months since you were married, yet you almost never saw him. You two were far too intertwined in your own worlds once could say.

You rarely ever talked, it was mostly you making an effort to converse and you always received half-hearted replies so you stopped trying to make an effort.

Illumi wasn't bad, he had his own ways of showing concern...most of them were just wishing you good morning and good night, but that's not the point.

So it was Kikyo's birthday, you were gathered together having dinner like a normal family...even Killua and Alluka were there. Alluka had developed a sense of familiarity with you and you felt warm about it.

It was a very normal dinner until Kikyo opened her mouth...

"I am so glad to be having dinner with my entire family and my daughter," you thought that she was talking about Alluka, but instead she was talking about you. Your heart clenched at the smile drop on Alluka's face.

"The pleasure is mine, mother," you replied giving Alluka a soft smile.

You finally dug into your food, relishing it until Kikyo spoke again.

"So, Illu, when are you and Y/N having kids?" she spoke.

You choked on your food looking like a fish until Killua jabbed you in the stomach and handed you a glass of water. You didn't fail to notice the Cheshire grin on Killua's face.

"We haven't thought about it yet," he replied.

"Ah...I would love to have grandchildren soon!" she said.

'Aren't you and Silva already having enough babies?', you thought.

"We shall be going now," Illumi said dragging you out.

"But...but the sweet-dish-" you stuttered and then slapped yourself for saying something so stupid.

"I apologize, I will get you some later," he said with the straightest face possible causing you to snort.

"Is something the matter?"

"No, it's nothing," you said, "what have you been up to these days?"

"Just here and there," he replied. You would be lying if you said that you did not feel bad about the fact that just talking to your husband felt like such a chore.

"I see..." you said looking down at your feet.

You suddenly felt a strong aura, it was distant but not very. Something you had felt before.

"Illumi-" you stopped yourself before speaking further, Illumi's aura had woven itself into something...sinister. You were a strong nen user, but Illumi's aura was overwhelming now. You bit your lip to stop it from trembling and moved quite a distance away from him.

"Hisoka!" Illumi shouted, "what are you doing here?"

Hisoka...yes he was one of the guests at the wedding. He was an acquaintance of Illumi you believed, that is why the guard must have let him in.

"Come one now, do you really have to be so uptight~," he said presenting himself, "you are scaring Mrs Illumi Zodyck here," he cooed.

"Hisoka the magician," he bowed, "glad to formally meet you Mrs Zoldyck."

"Likewise and please call me Y/N."

"Y/n..." he said as if relishing the sound of your name, "do you mind if I borrow your husband for some time? Don't worry I won't steal him from you," he winked. Oh, boy was he interesting.

"Not at all, I will be in my room call me if you need anything," you said to Illumi

About an hour later you were woken up by a rap on your door. You were greeted with Illumi holding out a bouquet of peonies.

"What's this for?" you said

"You don't like them?"

"No I...love them but what is the occasion?"

"Nothing, I just want a new start," he said, "I will not run away from my responsibilities now."

I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SO BADLY WRITTEN- I have a lot of schoolwork so I am trying to be as regular as possible.

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[rosazoldyckk]

𐬾𐬽Life with the Zoldyck family HC’s𐬾𐬽

Pairing: Yandere!Illumi X Kidnapped!Reader. Fandom: Hunter X Hunter. Genre: fluff?? Idk tbh. TW’s: mentioning of kidnapping, manipulation, violence and possessive nature. And Illumi.

Disclaimer: I posted this on my last tumblr account but it got deleted and I can’t get it back. So it will be posted here😅 this post got a lot of attention on my last account so if this post is recognised from anyone then I want to say this hasn’t been stolen and is my original work <3

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Living with the Zoldyck family is scary..... and strange.

There was fear and the constant paranoia that you were going to die—either in the hands of Illumi himself or a member of his family, you didn't know which.

However, you have nothing to fear, Illumi, in his weird and creepy way, always finds a way to reassure you that as long as you love him (and only him) you have nothing to worry about!

Of course, it takes sometime to get used to the sinister and grim place—along with the unerving, and dark, humor some of the family members have. *cough* Milluki *cough*

Illumi, as well as the rest of the Zoldyck family, are well prepared to deal with your timid and skittish personality. 

Anything assassin related is kept to a low (demanded by Illumi) and you won't be exposed to any Nen until he feels as though you won't faint at the sight.

Surprisly, Illumi isn't as mean or harsh to you...but don't let that fool you. He is, without a doubt, a manipulator. The dark male could go two ways on how he treats you as you adjust to your new life.

Be submissive and accepting your fate will earn you more freedom (ie allowing you to accompany him and his family to social gatherings and being shown to the public. Heck, you might even be allowed to come along and watch him do is job, fun right?).

 Be difficult and distant...he will have his fun breaking you. You will be chained to him (literally) with no free will whatsoever.

  If you need to pee, he has to permit it. Oh? You're hungry? That's too bad! He's stuffed from dinner (in which you had to watch). Exhausted, my dear? Maybe you shouldn't have been a brat and you could sleep.

It depends on how you take it, but, eventually, you will start to love the male and he will bask in it.

Silvia and Zeno absolutely adore you. Zeno finding your "love story" with Illumi to be romantic as their parents and Silvia being glad that his eldest son has found a 'submissive' keeper. (Not like Illumi will ever let you go)

Kikyo however is pretty hard to get along with but she'll never seem to understand that. If she considers you an outsider still, then she is very cold and standoffish.

She'll even go as far as to try to chase you away with physical and verbal attacks. (Until Silvia intervenes at least)

It will become worse if she decides to treat you like family, she is very possessive of her children. So once she considers you good luck, contrats you have one protective and doting fan.

She will be a bit borderline creepy but hey that just means she likes you

Other than that, You get along with almost everyone in the house

almost everyone.

Milluki has a problem with you. 

Whether it's because he doesn't find you worthy of the Zoldycks' name or because he can't stand how caring and soft looking you are.

Maybe, it's because he has his own crush on you? 

Or perhaps he's upset because he can't play with the new toy? Either way, he finds you a useless nuisance and will make things difficult for you to adjust.

Mulling over the idea of Milluki having a crush on you, I can see him being a bit of a voyeur.

 Watching you and Illumi when you both indulge in sexual activities and sneaking peeks at you as you bath or sleep. 

He's jealous of his older brother and will eventually challenge him to a fight over you (of course that only happens when he manages to get close to you, which once again will be impossible). 

(And lets be honest would he really win against Illumi? I doubt it. But I bet it would be funny to see him fight haha)

All in all, living with the Zoldyck family is without a doubt overbearing and scary. But, be a good girl/boy and play along with Illumi and all will go smoothly. You will gain the families upmost respect and be treated like a member, and Illumi will treat you with the highest respect.

But be difficult and refuse to comply will only lead you with heartache and misery. Illumi won't hesitate to stick a couple needles into your head until you behave.

[parakeetdetective]

First Snow

✰- Paring -✰ Milluki x Reader

✰- Prompt(s) -✰ Snow

✰ - TW(s)- ✰ Mild Yandere Behavior

✰ - Word Count- ✰ 587

✰ - Note - ✰ December was busy for me so I wasn't able to really sit down and edit before the end of the month.

A lifetime ago, the first snow of winter was met with excitement. The Zoldyck grounds were indeed beautiful. Even more so with a thick untouched blanket of white. Somber beauty, but beauty nonetheless. You were glad you'd stopped on your snack run to take a look outside. Sometimes it was difficult to keep track of what season you were in when cooped up in Milluki's basement room.

Well, basement was an understatement. In truth, the intricate tunnels traveling through the mountain were so expansive it felt cheap to refer to them as a "basement." It'd taken a lot of time to learn how to get around them. At first, you thought you'd need to gain some trust to be allowed to roam through them. But watching you get hopelessly lost over the security cameras then swooping in to save you when you became disoriented and desperate to escape the cramped, dark catacombs became a favorite game of his.

You sighed. Leaving the window behind and making your way back down to the tunnels. Traveling in near darkness until the artificial light of multiple monitors could be seen shining through a doorway. You made your way inside. Placing your prize (a tub of cheese balls) on the large desk.

He didn't acknowledge your presence. Leading you to stand to the side of his chair and awkwardly twiddle your thumbs. You watched his main screen intently. He was losing badly at a video game you had previously heard of but hadn't known much about; you certainly knew almost every detail about now. As he cursed under his breath, you couldn't help but think he must have sent you up on a snack run instead of a butler to avoid you witnessing a pretty brutal loss. It made you crack a smile. Thankful you hadn't spent too much time looking out at the snow.

"Agh! Damn it!" He exclaimed as he slammed both fists on his desk after having died. Using the respawn time to kick out his chair far enough away from the desk for you to sit in his lap.

You must have taken too long deciding if you'd avoid dealing with another childish tantrum at losing by taking a nap as he raised an eyebrow at you. "What are you waiting for? I don't have all day y/n." He snapped.

You gave a meek apology as you climbed into his lap. Resting your head against his chest. Looking up at his intense scowl and scrunched brow.

"You know, Milluki, if you keep it up, your face is gonna be stuck like that forever." You teased

"Shut up." He mumbled back under his breath. Too focused trying to make up for the lost time caused by his untimely death in his game. His intense focus when losing was easily the best part. It allowed you to say and do almost whatever you wanted without consequence, within reason, of course. It almost made up for dealing with him for the rest of the day. Almost.

"My team was dogshit." He grumbled as the red defeat flickered across the screen.

"Hey Milluki, do you think we could go outside? I kinda wanna make a snowman." You took the time between games to ask. Knowing full well that if you didn't quickly, you'd be stuck waiting another thirty-five minutes or more.

He frowned.

"I don't feel like going out." He'd already entered queue for the next game. You sighed, knowing full well that he wouldn't "feel like" going out tomorrow either.

[whoopsieintheuniverse]

Wash Day

Illumi x (gender neutral) reader

Warnings: Awkwardness, Illumi being Illumi

In one of the rare moments of him being out of his room, Milluki was almost ran over by his big brother, Illumi.

“Illu-nii? What are you doing?” Milluki asked.

Illumi stopped and turned on his heel. Milluki noted the stack of hair care products in his arms. Combs, brushes, conditioner, shampoos, and clips were piled high and threatened to spill on the floor.

Illumi blinked and regarded his brother, slightly startled that Milluki was out of his room.

“It’s my wash day. Y/N is washing my hair.”

Milluki scrunched his nose.

“Y/N?” The new butler? Why do you want a butler to wash your hair?” Milluki asked. Illumi shrugged and readjusted his grip on his supplies before walking away.

The Butler’s Quarters was as busy as it normally was. Members of staff came and went on errands, and Y/N noted the rhythmic creaks of the doors as they opened and shut throughout the building. Advancing from an apprentice to a full-fledged butler was a task not many were able to accomplish, and Y/N couldn’t deny the swell of pride in their chest that grew with each passing hour. Y/N was just on their way to make their mid-day rounds when the phone rang. Each butler in the main room looked up on high alert as Gotoh answered the phone; a call from the main house usually meant an immediate order from the Zoldyck family. Y/N held their breath as Gotoh put the phone to his ear.

“Gotoh speaking. Yes, sir. Yes. No, sir, I don’t think that will be a problem at all. I will send them immediately. Yes, sir. Thank you.”

Y/N watched as the phone reconnected with the hook. They turned on their heel to leave, but was stopped by Gotoh’s voice.

“Stop right there. Y/N, you’re needed in the main house. I suggest you hurry,” Gotoh said.

Y/N frowned. Only butlers with seniority were allowed to enter and work in the main house. Gotoh noticed the younger butler’s hesitance and sighed.

“You’ll need to get a move on. I wouldn’t want to keep the family waiting,” Gotoh said.

“Yes, sir! I’m just wondering.... did I do something wrong? Which family member called for me?” Y/N asked. Y/N felt a lump in their throat form as Gotoh’s lips form a stern line across his face.

“Y/N. Please hurry to the main house. Master Illumi is waiting.”

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Y/N took a breath as they came to the large door of the main house of the Zoldyck estate. The door loomed over them -- tall, dark, and solid -- and Y/N wondered about the inhabitants. As a new butler, Y/N had never seen their employers, but the power and reputation of the Zoldyck name was enough to instill fear and respect into anyone. Taking another breath, Y/N set their jaw and reached out ang grasped the door knocker.

Sweat beaded down Y/N’s brow as the door opened. The interior was dark, and hesitantly, Y/N stepped in. The foyer was massive, with walls arching and towering over Y/N as they walked further into the house.

“Hello? Master Zoldyck? It’s Y/N. I heard you called for me,” Y/N called out. Footsteps tapped from down the hallway. Y/N froze in their spot; out of the shadows, the hem of a gown grazed the floor. Y/N dropped their gaze to the floor.

“Illumi, dear, are you sure this is the one? They’re just a butler. I’m sure whatever you want can be done without them complicating matters.”

Y/N felt themselves flinch a little at the voice. They had never seen the Zoldyck matriarch, but Y/N had definitely heard stories from their time as an apprentice. It was never a good idea to look at Kikyo without invitation.

“Yes, mother, I’m quite sure.” Y/N closed their eyes. The voice was unmistakable: Illumi Zoldyck. Y/N clenched their fists; what could they have done to attract the attention of the Zoldyck’s oldest son? Y/ ground their teeth, racking their brain through the months of training they had undergone. Had they messed up anywhere? Forgotten manners? Had they overstepped some boundary, crossed some line? Y/N’s thoughts were interrupted by a finger on their chin.

“You’ll look when I’m speaking to you. Did you even hear me?” Illumi asked.

“I’m terribly sorry, sir!” Y/N said, bowing low. They heard a scoff above them.

“Enough of that. Follow me to the washroom.” With that, Y/N watched as Illumi turned on his heel with a swish of hair.

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The washroom that Illumi lead Y/N to was massive. Y/N stood and marveled at the design: the centerpiece was a bathtub set deep into the floor, flanked with towels and a glass pitcher. Marble countertops held oils and soaps, and a soft light from overhead bathed the bathroom in a soft, golden glow. As Y/N stood back and took in the sight, their thoughts were interrupted by the sound of running water.

“Are you done looking? I suppose I could wait a little longer, but I am getting impatient,” Illumi said. Y/N watched as he started to unlace his shirt, and quickly looked down as Illumi’s clothes started falling to the floor. Y/N was frozen in place as they heard water slosh in the bathtub.

“On the counter, there’s shampoo and a conditioning oil. Bring it over here.”

“I’m sorry, sir....what exactly am I doing here?”

Illumi turned and looked over his shoulder, a small frown etched on his face.

“Well, at the moment, you’re standing there. You should be bringing the shampoo and conditioning oil, though,” Illumi stated.

Y/N fumbled over to the counter and grabbed the supplies before creeping slowly to the bathtub.

“And now, sir?” they asked.

Illumi said nothing, opting to slide closer to the edge of the tub. One of his arms draped over the side, and the other came up gather his hair in his grip. Y/N watched as Illumi wrung his hair out before tossing it over the edge.

“There you are. You’ll want to condition it first, rinse with cold water, then you can shampoo it,” Illumi said.

Y/N looked at Illumi as if he had gone mad.

Illumi turned around, noticing that Y/N had not moved. He tilted his head and regarded them, the corners of his mouth pulling once again pulling downwards.

“What’s the problem now?” Illumi asked.

Y/N folded their arms across their chest and thrust their chin in the air.

“Sir, with all due respect, I don’t think this is appropriate. I don’t know why I’m here, and I really don’t know why I’m helping you bathe. I’d like to go, now, sir,” Y/N said.

“I don’t understand what the problem is,” Illumi hummed. “Mother and Father always bathe together.”

“I- Sir! Master and Mistress Zoldyck are married.”

“Yes, they are. What is your point?”

Y/N huffed and ran a hand through their hair.

“Sir. We’re not married.”

Illumi sunk down further into the bath, hair still cascading over the side.

“I’m aware we aren’t married yet, but practicing shouldn’t hurt. Now, if you’re done, I would like my hair washed.”

Y/N shook their head and made their way closer to Illumi. They took his hair in their hands and worked their fingers through it. Then, Y/N took the conditioner and started to massage it into the ends Illumi’s hair. With each pass of Y/N’s hand, Illumi’s body seemed to relax further into the water. Soon, Illumi’s eyes slipped closed, and Y/N worked in silence for about five minutes before their fingers froze on Illumi’s head.

Illumi opened his eyes and huffed.

“Y/N. Why did you stop?” Illumi asked.

Y/N sat frozen; hands still tangled in Illumi’s mane.

“Sir...did you say we weren’t married ‘yet’?”

“Yes. Are you still on that? I thought I made myself perfectly clear. This is all practice for when I do marry you. I wanted to see how it was to bathe with another person, and I have to say, besides you stopping all the time, it isn’t a bad experience. This will probably be a regular occurrence when we’re wed,” Illumi explained.

Y/N retracted their hands and stood up.

“Master Zoldyck, I am a butler! It is my honor to serve you and your family, but this is an entirely different service you’re talking about. I’m not even permitted to have personal relationships per your family’s instructions, so I’m sorry, sir, but-”

“That’s enough,” Illumi interrupted. “I’m courting you and I plan on marrying you. That’s final. Mother’s been hounding me for ages to find a partner. You’ve already proven yourself to be strong enough, and I’m sure with more training you’ll be decent enough as far as Zoldyck standards are. You also don’t piss me off, which is important.”

“But Master Zol-”

Illumi put up a hand to silence Y/N and continued.

“As far as that silly little matter of you being a butler and not allowed relationships, it’s no problem. Don’t even worry about it. I’m taking care of it all, and that includes telling Mother and Father. All you need to worry about is me, really. Now,” Illumi said as he motioned toward the other side of the bath, “Go get the pitcher. I need to rinse.”

Part Two Here: courting-customs

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[the-disaster-switch]

Y/N in Hunter x Hunter

Uvogin: How did I end up here?

Y/N: Like always, you laughed too hard at your own joke and blacked out

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Hisoka: I’m jealous of your heart because it’s pumping inside you and I’m not

Y/N: I- ok

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Illumi: You can’t make everyone like you. You’re not Y/N

Milluki: What? Not everyone likes Y/N

Illumi: Who doesn’t?

Milluki: Well-

Illumi: Names, now. Give me their names

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Y/N: Every time Machi hears me crying in my room she slips money under my door

Nobunaga: Really? Machi tells me to shut up

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Y/N, jokingly: I should have Chrollo kill you for that

Chrollo, peering around the corner: Who do I need to kill?

Y/N: Wh- no, I was just kidding around

Chrollo, pulling out his book: No, who’s bothering you?

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Y/N: Hey, what’s the name of the guy we always run into in town?

Kite: His dogs’ names are Boots and Spots 

Y/N: That’s not what I asked

Kite: That’s the information I have

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Leorio, very drunk: *points to y/n* That’s my girlfriend, suckers!

Killua, sighing: Your wife, idiot

Leorio: My WIFE! EVEN BETTER!

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Y/N: From now on Alluka, if anyone laughs at you, they’ve gotta go through me

Alluka: Really? Anyone? What about Hulk riding a rhinoceros? Would you stop him from laughing?

Y/N: Wait, is Hulk laughing or the rhinoceros?

Alluka: Both but the rhinoceros doesn’t know why. He just wants to fit in

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Y/N: Kurapika I did something terrible

Kurapika: It’s okay, I have a shovel

Y/N: Wait, what do you think I did?

Kurapika: Doesn’t matter. No one will ever know, trust me

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Y/N: Does anyone have a flashlight?

Killua: Gon is the only light I need

Y/N: Leorio is going to die, Killua

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Y/N: You’re so tall. What can you see up there?

Hisoka: Everyone’s flaws

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Chrollo: We all have our own problems

Y/N: *points to Killua and Gon* These two are mine

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Y/N: Hey Feitan, wanna draw a mustache on phinks

Feitan: You woke me up at 2am for this shit?

Y/N: Yeah...

Feitan: Worth it

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Perfect Pair *Part 2*

Kalluto Zoldyck (Platonic) X Reader

Word Count: 726

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello Again! I was wondering, if it's not too much trouble, could you write another kalluto x big sister reader? I really liked the one you wrote last time :)

*Part 1*

After that dinner your parents paired you with Kalluto a lot more, you were still going on missions alone considering his young age but when you were home, you were very rarely apart. Illumi still kept a close eye on you, he wanted you as far away from Killua as possible, not that ever sought the younger Zoldyck out.

You were out on the grounds leant against a tree with your eyes closed, the only indication that you were awake was the hand gently moving through Mike’s fur, you ears picked up on the sound of footsteps coming towards you, it was easy to recognise the slightly clumsy attempts at silencing foot steps. “Killua.” You said softly as one of your eyes opened and found the younger white haired kid sitting in front of you. “What are you doing out here?” “I was looking for you.” He answered. “Oh yeah? Why is that?” You asked “Why doesn’t Illumi like you, he always tells me to stay away from you.” Killua informed you and you smiled as you looked at him. “He’s probably worried that I’m going to ruin you.” You answered. “Ruin me?” He asked. “Poison your mind with ideas of running away and defying the family.” You explained and he tilted his head to the side. “Why?” He asked. “Because I believe that all of us should have been given the choice to do whatever we wanted, they want you to lead the family, so they’ll give you whatever you want to keep you here but you know…” You sit up shuffling Mike’s head to your thighs instead of your chest “if there’s something you want that’s outside of these walls, go get it… While you still have the chance to.” “(Y/N)! There you are!” Kalluto appeared and you opened your arms for him and he jumped at you, Mike gave a bark at the growing group around him. “Go on, get out of here kid, I’m sure that your training will start soon.” You shooed Killua away, throwing a chocolate robot at him as he left. “Now what are you all the way out here for?”

A couple of years later you stood in the carnage that was left from Killua running away, Milluki leant over your injured mother, Illumi was literally boiling and Kalluto stood behind you, no one saw it but you felt it, the needle in your arm, you looked down at it and frowned before pulling it out of your arm and throwing it back at him “you want to explain that?” You asked as he caught the returned weapon. “You're the reason that he left… What did you do?” He asked. “You're so sure that it’s me and yet you have no clue what I did…” You rolled your eyes, turning away from him. “If it wasn’t you then it had to be Kalluto, so I guess that he’ll be the one that goes to the isolation room.” Illumi shrugged, you felt Kalluto stiffen behind you and before you even knew what happened you lifted your gun and shot, you hit him in his right shoulder, you knew that he could throw needles with both but he was more comfortable with his right. There was no show of pain from either one of you and you assumed if the fight had gone any further you might have ended up gravely hurt, as much as you didn’t want to admit it Illumi was probably stronger than you purely because of experience. “Enough!” Your father ordered both of you and you lowered your gun holstering again. “No one is going to the isolation room.” “Tch.” Illumi made a noise of disapproval before leaving, announcing that he was going to look for his little brother. Kalluto tugged you over to a chair. “Sit.” He ordered as he gathered things to clean and wrap your arm. “You didn’t have to get in trouble for me…” Kalluto mumbled and you looked at him and smiled, lifting your uninjured arm and ruffling his hair. “I’ll always get in trouble for you, I don’t really like Illumi but I love you.” You winked and he smiled softly as he finished wrapping your arm. “Well then you can’t die and leave me.” Kalluto said. “I’m not gonna die.” You promised. “Really?” He asked. “Really.” You nodded.

*Part 3*

Request Here!!

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Hello! I go by Spade or Alex and this is my blog, I mostly post art and write headcanons of the things I fixate on, especially Y/N and xReader stuff because it makes me happ. I take headcanon requests of the characters listed below, the list will keep on expanding for sure lmao. I take most requests unless they're 18+, I am very Ace and not comfortable writing explicit stuff.

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[writingindulgence]

Illumi x F.Reader - Expectation

Pairing: Illumi x Female Reader

Story tags: Arranged marriage, typical Zoldyck behaviour, angst-ish, heavy manipulation, ILLUMI, unhealthy one-sided dependence : ) my guy just toxic

3,200+ words and why? I don’t even like the dude. Also, two points of view.

The sound of fancy porcelain tea cups clinking against the glass table is soothing, along with the warm rays shining on your face. Times like these are what you are thankful for. The smell of purposely picked flowers, arranged to please the eyes. Not the stench of trash dumped for the sole convenience of other countries. Colourful butterflies and bees, instead of flies and disease ridden rats. A home cooked meal ready for your consumption rather than scraps of rotting food that you more often than not nearly died for.

Kukuroo mountain is infinitely more beautiful compared to Meteor City.

“(Y/n) dear, it’s unbecoming of you to make noise with your tableware,” a powerful feminine voice chastates your mistake. The woman sitting opposite you is none other than Kikyo Zoldyck. Or as she forces you to call her, mother.

Your heart flutters in relief, an apologetic expression weaving onto your face. She must be in an agreeable mood since her fan hasn’t struck your hand. Sometimes you are let off with a warning if she spots a blunder on your part. Sometimes, she resorts to physical punishment. It always depends on whether or not a family member said anything to ruin her day. In fact, any matter concerning Killua will set her off in a positive or negative direction.

Just like Illumi whenever you bring up his younger brother.

“I apologise mother, I’m too excited because Illumi is returning,” you proceed to take a sip and this time around, gently settle the tea cup down.

A content hum comes from her direction, her visor flashing for a split second. “Oh (Y/n), you’ll make such a good wife one day.” She picks up a fork gracefully and stabs it into the cake she asked for from the family cook.

The compliment ignites a multitude of feelings in your chest. It spreads out, only one thought in your mind.

How immensely grateful and happy you are to hear it.

Many of your friends from when you were young, starved to death. Some were beaten up by other desperate residents. Others lost their will to fight, a state you threaded on a magnitude of times.

Being taken away by the mafia one day was what gave you back the spark, a life in the city no more out of your reach. Until you figured out what type of work they wanted to sell you and other kids for. Stories from the older girls back in Meteor City came rushing back.

Your bloodlust and instinct to survive are what happened to change your life for the better. Out of all the line-up of children, you were selected by the Zoldycks. Instead of being the pet of some old pervert, you found a home within the assassin family.

There were many times when you felt like giving up. When the training you went through was worse than simply dying. However, you promised yourself to never throw away the chance you received all those years back.

You were indebted to the Zoldycks.

Hearing words of encouragement from one of the people you looked up to the most brought tears to your eyes. You wiped them away with your thumb.

Mother is a role model to you. It helped when you found out that she originates from Meteor City too. In a sense, it is easier to place yourself in her shoes and strive to achieve what she did. Being an amazing assassin, wife and mother.

A sudden scraping of a chair brought you back to the presence, startling you into a defensive pose. The knife under your sundress clasped in your hand.

Out of the corner of your eye you notice Kalluto coming out from behind the bushes, his paper fan also ready for action.

“My Kil, what is he doing?! Quick, we have to stop him. Kalluto go call for Milluki right now!,” she orders shrilly before running into the mansion.

Without hesitation, you rush after her. It is expected of you. A nagging feeling in the back of your head also foreshadows that whatever is going on, it will have dire consequences if not stopped.

Killua is in the foyer, being kept idle by the servants. But not for long. You can see the irritation growing on his face, his muscles tensed.

You’ve known Killua since he was a baby, having been inducted as a future family member when mother was pregnant with him. There’s no doubt that if something wasn’t done, it would lead to a messy aftermath.

A few seconds after you make it inside, Milluki shows up and the servants are all dismissed.

“Kil, my little Kil, what’s wrong? Why did I hear that you’re leaving to take the Hunter’s Exam?,” mother’s voice is aghast, the idea of her favourite child abandoning the nest filling her with pain.

You too are taken aback at the news, a protective sensation coursing through you. Your fingers flex at your side.

“It’s boring here and I heard that the Exam is difficult so I’m going to test my skill,” he shrugs her worry off and spins his skateboard. Your heart begins to pound uncontrollably.

Hearing the disrespect, Milluki steps up and lashes out at Killua. “You brat, what’s with that arrogant attitude you-,”

“Stop that!,” mother’s voice sharply cuts him down.

She begins pleading with Killua to stay, her voice cracking multiple times. It pains you to watch someone you respect growing so desperate.

Killua is too young to understand what he’s putting the ones around him through. Of course, a rebellious phase is healthy-

A prickly discomfort surges through your head and you clutch it. Your unexpected movement grabs everyone’s attention. You try to brush it off, not wishing to be a burden.

It isn’t expected of you to be one.

“Killua, you should stay here. The world is a dangerous place,” your words try to reach him. “Illumi is coming home today,  why don’t we-”,

“I don’t want him around! Just leave me alone,” he angrily interrupts. The air grows heavy. Heavier than it’s been since the beginning.

Mother gasps in shock at his behaviour since Killua never really yells at you. Yes, he gets annoyed as much as any other kid but when he shouts, he doesn’t really mean it.

It’s expected of you to coerce him into calming down.

“You’ve changed during the past few weeks (Y/n), after Illumi came back before leaving again. Anyway, I will kill you all if you try to stop me,” Killua promises in a cold voice, his blue eyes a piercing ice.

This rouses an onslaught of insults from Milluki and a mix of agony and happiness from mother.

However, you’re currently stuck in your own mind, reflecting on Killua’s comment. It is true that during the past three weeks you doted on him more than ever before. Usually you try to split your attention between him and Kalluto when you have free time. What changed?

Nothing should have changed, Killua is the priority of the family.

A high-pitched scream echoes around the foyer and your clouded head awakens. The sight in front of you freezes your blood and it takes immense strength not to bite your tongue.

Mother is kneeling down on the ground, her hands covering her bloody face. Before you can take a step, Milluki rages and charges at Killua. The young boy bounces back and proceeds to plunge the knife into his older brother. Milluki curses and grabs his wound.

On impulse, your hand is already equipped with a knife and you’re ready to protect yourself as well as mother Killua.

Killua mistakes your movements as an attack and strikes his own knife across your arm. A long gash appears on your skin, the blood seeping out moments later. You take in the pain as punishment. Punishment for letting it get this far and failing.

You’re a failure.Failure.Failure.Failure.Failure.Failure.Failure.Failure.Failure.

Taking the chance to escape, he kicks his skateboard up and runs out.

And you were helpless to stop him.

*

It’s been a while since Illumi has been back home on Kukuroo mountain, his previous mission requiring him to travel across multiple locations. The target was a cautious person so they moved from place to place, leaving lousy decoys. That did not impede Illumi at all, it was simply an inconvenience at worst.

After all, nervous-wrecks are the ones who put their emotions out on display. They are the first to slip up due to the fact that they care about others.

Which is concerning because Killua is at a stage where he is showing his rebellious streak more often. It is crucial that he can snuff it out before his dear brother falls further down the slope of idiotic fantasies . In which case, it is a slight relief that (Y/n) is here. She tries to keep Killua in check in a subtle way instead of hanging over his shoulder or perpetuating his moody behaviour.

Though the last time he visited there were hints of her growing soft and losing her devotion of raising Killua to be the next head of the family. He is ashamed to confess that it irked him to some degree. It’s expected of her to put her desires down for what he wants. And he wants Killua to be the next head.

Even so, he thought that he dealt with this the last time.

However, imagine the surprise he felt when his mother came wailing to him, begging him to follow her little Kil to the Hunter’s Exam. To think that instead of a joyful family reunion, the news of his stray younger brother reached his ears before anything else.

That won’t do.

Currently, it’s close to midnight which is the time (Y/n) comes to his room to say goodnight. Why she even bothers is beyond him. The effort of keeping up with formalities could be used for better activities. It’s already indisputable that they are arranged to marry in the future at the request of his parents, so there is no reason to be close together in any romantic sense.

In fact, Killua will succeed as the head which is why there is no point in thinking about his own future.

A sigh leaves his mouth.

There is only one positive outcome that came out of this whole arrangement. He has an extra set of eyes and he’s sure that she will listen to him without question. All he has to do is play into these formalities and she’s wrapped around his finger.

An affectionate hug here, a tiny smile there...Normally he’d be concerned that a future Zoldyck , even if not by blood, would be so easy to deceive. However, since every carefully planned step is coming from him he’s not surprised in the slightest.

It’s expected of (Y/n) to be loyal, just as much as it’s expected for Killua to take over the family business.

The wooden clock hanging opposite his bed strikes 12 but there is no sign of (Y/n). She never runs late.

The fact that she hadn’t even greeted him when he came back is also unusual. Normally she’d be pacing in front of the entrance door but today his mother took over that role. He heard that she got injured by Killua but (Y/n) has experienced worse so what’s the fuss?

It’s not his problem, he’ll just take a bath before bed. She’ll come running eventually.

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Illumi’s right arm is beginning to grow numb. He hasn’t moved from the water in over an hour. Not because he needed a break to relax, taking time off for yourself is inefficient. No, he hasn’t moved because he’s been waiting for the familiar steps and hesitant knock to come from outside his room.

Discerning who someone is from the sound of their footsteps and how they carry themselves is second nature to any professional assassin. For instance, Milluki hovers in one spot when walking while Kalluto creates soft patters with his toes.

On the other hand, (Y/n) always shuffles her feet forward just before his door. It takes her approximately 2 seconds to knock when she’s unsure, 1 second when she’s in a normal mood and 0.5 whenever she has news deemed worthy enough for him to hear. Reading the mood of someone before they see you face to face is important.

Coming to terms with the fact that today she won’t pay him a visit, he steps out of the bathtub, water dripping down his naked body. He throws on a plain black bathrobe and leaves the bathroom. Giving his bed a quick-over, he walks out the door.

Guess it’s time for him to pay a visit instead.

If he actually bothers and gives it some thought, it’s not a mystery as to why he hasn’t even seen her shadow today. She’s ashamed. Ashamed of being a failure for letting Killua go.

Her scrambled mind is most likely trying to piece together what she should say. How she should ask for forgiveness and repent.

He wonders if she’s starving herself or if she’s contemplating about going to the self-confinement room.

Normally he’d push her into whatever she makes up but a stick approach by itself won’t be enough. There needs to be a push and pull factor involved if he wants her to listen to him unconditionally.

And what better way than to appear before her, disheveled and still wet in his robe? She’ll jump to conclusions.

Further guilt will set in, how she unnecessarily worried him by skipping the usual goodnight. His state will continue feeding her imagination, connecting unrelated dots to make her believe that he cares for her.

Truly, a puppet and its real master.

Soaking footprints follow behind him on the floor, the dim candlelight making them difficult to notice. He knocks once before letting himself in and shutting the door, back turned to the only other person inside.

A small gasp penetrates the silence and a rush of steps follow suit, stopping just behind him.

“Illumi, welcome back,” (Y/n) is the first to speak. He stays silent.

A nervous shuffle. “Is..everything okay?”.

The voice quietens downs the more she speaks. That should be enough for now.

He turns around and looks down at her concerned face, with no emotion of his own. Her eyes widen a fraction after registering his condition. Before she can open her mouth to question him further, Illumi crinkles his eyes and smiles.

“It’s nothing. I was just worried since I didn’t see you today,” he gazes away, giving her enough time to fix her expression. It’ll be harder for him to get her to open up if she thinks that he sees through her lack of control.

“I missed you too-,”

Presumptuous to think that he missed her.

“-and I’m sorry for not saying anything. I just…,” she stops right before confessing her shortcoming.

He doesn’t provide her with any more time to compose herself, a full day is already generous. Grabbing the door handle he gives it a slight tug but her hand shuts it and pulls his sleeve. That’s new. (Y/n) rarely takes the initiative.

He allows her to drag him over to the bed, slightly curious about her next move. Is she trying to entertain him as an apology or simply trying to put distance between him and the door?

Both tactics aren’t half bad when it comes to simple targets.

He sits down on the covers and analyses her.

A long white nightdress, face ready for bed, barefoot, and a long knife wound going up her arm.

A shred of pride for Killua’s work passes through his head but he doesn’t showcase this. If by any chance she spotted the look, it would demolish the picture he wants to paint.

(Y/n) kneels down in front of him and takes his hand into hers. It’s warm, though not as soft as it used to be. Her breasts rest atop his knees.

His attention migrates from the sudden action to her face, looking for answers. He made sure that she will only expect affection coming from him, not the other way around. It would be too tiring to keep up a loving demeanour- no, scratch that. It wouldn’t be tiring but the expectations would eventually rise and it would result in less time spent on bringing up Killua.

Oh, he zoned out.

(Y/n)’s eyes are full of regret and desperation, the hand holding his trembling just enough to tell him that today’s event is eating at her. Is she waiting for him to say something?

Finally after what feels like an unprecedented amount of time, the scene unfolds.

Her smaller hand pulls his to her face and rests it against her cheek. The second his skin touches hers, he detects slight heat radiating. She must have not treated the cut. The knife was probably dirty too, Killua slacks off in that regard.

“I’m sorry for being a failure, I’m very sorry Illumi. I have no excuse,” the apology flows out of her mouth, bottom lip quivering. The pain of looking at someone she disappointed forces her eyes to shut close. Her free hand latches onto his thigh and she digs in before continuing.

“You can slash my other arm as punishment. Or hang me upside down in the self-containment room,” she throws out. “But please, please don’t give up on me. I can do better Illumi”.

And as if to prove how determined she is, her eyes open up again, staring deeply into his own. Unwavering. Confident.

Though the thumb that he has under her jaw gave the hammering pulse away.

1,2,3. 1,2. 1,2,3.

He stretched out the silence, pretending to ponder over his answer. The unsettling emotions influencing her thoughts will prove beneficial when he flips her assumption around.

He removes his hand from her cheek and moves the one on his thigh to her side. (Y/n) adopts a look of relief, believing that he agreed to her conditions of punishment. What he’s about to do is infinitely more cruel though.

She catches her breath when he follows her example and kneels in front of her. He pulls up the sleeve of her nightdress that’s slipping down before grabbing her shoulders, gently.

“How can I not give up on you when you give up on yourself,” he lectures her, peeking down at her wound. Make the target question their actions.

An expression of remorse adorns her face, a downward tug of the mouth.

He pulls her in, arms encircling and resting on her lower back. The material of the nightdress is light enough for him to make out the feeling of skin.

“Though I won’t give up on you.” Affirmation and a moment of reassurance.

One of his hands travels deliberately slowly up to her neck. It rests on the back of her head, fingers entangled in her hair. Illumi locates the present that he left her the last time he visited and pushes it back into her head. It has moved slightly out.

This prompts (Y/n) to hug him in response, her previously hanging arms now resting comfortably around him. Good, as for the finishing line.

“Though your failure is a disappointment, I know that you will not repeat the same mistake, because you

love me, right?”.

Her head moves to rest between the crook of his neck, nodding in agreement. She doesn’t ask him if he loves her.

It’s expected of her not to.