#illarookweek2026

[vivreapleurer]

bound to this man body and soul

[illarioappreciation]

Illarook Week 2026

To celebrate the anniversary of the first Illario Appreciation Week in 2025, myself and @lustaniasaxon are hosting Illarook Week on February 22-28! Share human made art, fics, gifs, moodboards, virtual photography, and more to showcase your Rook's romantic relationship with Illario Dellamorte.

I'd like to thank @haedia and @captastra for kickstarting Illario Appreciation last year. I'm so exited to keep it going this year!

Tag @illarioappreciation and add #illarookweek2026 to your post and we'll make sure to reblog!

Prompts

Day 1 First Day 2 Jealousy/Envy Day 3 Date Night Day 4 Conflict/Regret Day 5 Whispers/Secrets Day 6 Forgiveness/Comfort Day 7 Past/Present/Future

NSFW Prompts

Day 1 Kneeling Day 2 Flexible/Agile Day 3 Knives Day 4 Bound Day 5 Toys Day 6 Voyeur Day 7 Favorite position

Guidelines

You can create NSFW work for the regular prompts.

You don't need to follow the prompts but they are there to help you if you need them!

Please tag posts with #nsfw and/or appropriate tags for explicit or sensitive content.

Old work is allowed as long as it follows any of the prompts

No AI generated content allowed!

Questions? Feel free to send an ask!

Illario portrait shot by @paxvoik2

[corinnesin]

IllaRook Week 2026 - Day 5: Whispers

What is he whispering in Kala's ear? Wrong answers only.

[doctormur]

Illarook Week 2026. Day 1: Kneeling

Illarook Week has begun! And I was eager to use it’s NSFW prompts 😈

Thank you very much @illarioappreciation 🖤

No one from House Dellamorte kneels.

How lucky that Rook has not a single problem with kneeling.

[artofcorinne]

IllaRook Week 2026 - Day 3: Date Night

A kind of follow-up to a previous drawing of them. I figured it would best suit the "Date Night" prompt.

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[handsignals]

Illarook Week 2026 - Day 1 (First)

Rating: Mature Relationships: Illario Dellamorte/Original Female Character(s), Illario Dellamorte/Original Trans Character(s) Characters: Illario Dellamorte, Giovanna de Riva, Original Female Character(s), Original Trans Character(s) Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Pre-Relationship, Developing Relationship, Antivan Crows Being Antivan Crows (Dragon Age), First Meetings, First Kiss, Arguing, Making Out, Love Confessions, Face Slapping, Several firsts in the relationship of Illario and Giovanna Across their relationship, Giovanna de Riva and Illario Dellamorte have experienced numerous firsts: first meeting(s), first kisses, first arguments, and... confessions. Through these moments, they find themselves and they find each other, gradually discovering the ways their broken edges fit together.

Snippet below -- read the rest on AO3 tagging @illarioappreciation & @lustaniasaxon -- thank you for hosting this week!!

(First) Meeting Word traveled quickly: a de Riva had come to the Cantori Diamond to train, as a favor between the two Houses. Inter-House trainings were not unheard of, but rare enough to draw interest. Further whispers spurred further interest: that she was the heir of her House and Viago's favorite; that she had once been a twin or that she had once been a boy; that she had killed three fledglings before earning her own feathers; that she ate oranges like nonnas ate candies. Strange things, some of them, but enough to pique the interest of curious Crows who wanted to see what may or may not be true. Illario Dellamorte was not exempt from curiosity. She stood out among the Cantoris, not because of any particular difference in appearance—though her blonde hair and her height did make her striking. Next to Andarateia, in particular, the de Riva towered, though it seemed she made an effort to make herself smaller. A peculiar behavior, really, but it did not seem to be born of meekness. She had fire in her eyes, a brilliant wariness, and that was what made her stand out. Crows could be suspicious bastards, all of them, but de Rivas made it into an art. Every person who stepped into her line of sight found themselves subjected to a swift evaluation by those dark eyes. Illario Dellamorte was not exempt from this, either.

dividers from @curiouswisp!!

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[vorchagirl]

First Kiss 💓

I meant to post this on day 1 of Illarook week but i got distracted. Anyway this is Kala & Illario’s from my Mafia AU Unfinished Business having their first kiss as teenagers! Kala belongs to @corinnesin 🥰

Kala realised she was in love with Illario at his twelfth birthday party.

He and a bunch of his friends were playing a game of hide and seek in the dark in the basement of Dellamorte Manor. Lucanis was 'it' and all of the kids had scattered, giggling, to find hiding places amongst the crates, furniture, and valuable art pieces. Kala was determined to find the best place possible and had set off only to come up short when she crashed into a very tall and familiar shape in the dark.

"Illario?" she whispered, carefully putting her hands out and feeling his chest to make sure it was indeed him. "Is that you?"

"Si," he sounded amused, and his hand found hers, his fingers curling around hers in a way which made Kala's heart stutter and her breath come a little faster. "Come with me and be quiet. Lucanis is a freak and he'll hear any sound we make.”

Kala nodded, then realised he couldn't see her in the dark. "Okay."

Illario led the way through the darkness with a huge amount of confidence, weaving cockily through the stacked crates and taking her to the far corner of the room. There a strong smell of dust, linseed oil, and old wood, and she held her breath to keep from sneezing as the soft creak of a door being opened broke the silence and they were showed in dust and grit. Illario gently pushed her into a very small space - an old wardrobe perhaps - just as she started to cough.

He squeezed in beside her, the two of them jammed up against each other in the dark. Kala's heart began to gallop at the proximity to her crush, and she swallowed the cough down as Illario shushed her quietly, a finger to her lips. There was another soft click as he pulled the door closed and silence fell.

Was this really happening?

Illario dropped his finger from her mouth and Kala drew in a short breath - her lips tingling. He took her hand again as they faced each other, and slid his thumb over her knuckles. They said nothing as they stood there in the dark, and she had a sudden sneaking suspicion that Illario felt the same as she did - electrified at their closeness and the delicious feeling that in this wardrobe they were in their own little land, cut off from the other kids.

Secret.

Safe.

Their own little Narnia.

His hand brushed her cheek and Kala leaned into the sensation, turning her face to his and holding her breath as she sensed him moving in the dark - moving closer to her. He hesitated, his mouth hovering just above hers as though unsure of himself, and Kala squeezed his hand, her heart almost bursting with how much she wanted him to close the distance between them.

And then he did.

He kissed her.

It was a sweet kiss. An innocent press of his lips on hers. No tongue or open mouth, just the sweetest kiss Kala had ever imagined. And after a moment, Illario pulled back and traced small circles on her cheek with his thumb. She sensed how flustered he was, as though he hadn't meant for this to happen, or wasn't sure what to do next.

Kala smiled shyly in the dark. "Illario..."

He kissed her again. This time winding his arms around her and pulling her flush against him as she swooned. It felt so right. So perfect...

But before anything else could happen the wardrobe door was flung open and a torch beam was shone on them as Lucanis made a gagging sound.

"Eeew! Gross. You two are so gross." The beam moved away and she heard Lucanis laugh. "Guys! Illario was in the closet kissing Kala-"

And then Illario was leaping out of the wardrobe trying to punch him, and the two cousins vanished into the darkness chasing each other around. Kala had stood there for a moment longer, her cheeks pink and her lips still tingling from the kiss, then she quietly slipped into the darkness.

It had been her first kiss, and falling in love with Illario Dellamorte after that was inevitable.

[serensama]

Day 2: Flexible/Agile

Thank you so much @illarioappreciation and @lustaniasaxon for organising this week for Illarook fans out there <3 This week's work will be based within my modern AU "Dr, Who?" (which I am of course still writing, don't worry!), but seeing as last year's Illario appreciation week was all about "Of Houses, Hearts and hidden things", I thought it was only right to even it out. I also set out to challenge myself to ensure each day was 1000 words and under, which was bloody hard to do. I only have @kabsey to thank for helping me whittle my prattling down. I love you <3 NSFW Prompt: Flexible/Agile Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1000 Divider thanks to @firefly-graphics

Lilya stealing his favourite shirt normally would not be an issue for Illario, except he needed to be at a board meeting in two hours… and he had yet to prepare because he'd spent the better part of the evening before between her thighs. As she bounded through his penthouse in nothing but her underwear and his unbuttoned dress shirt, Illario, who was known to be quite speedy himself, could not keep up. She ducked through his arms and wove around the furniture, keeping his dining table or couch between them at all times. 

He finally understood that this was not a sprint but a hurdles event, and she shrieked as he jumped on his pristine couch and leapt over the back of it to finally catch her. He pinned her against the closest wall, and she cackled so hard she struggled to breathe. He pulled her arms up to rest on either side of her head, and both of them grinned as they panted, sporadic laughter eking out of them as they calmed down. 

"I need this shirt, Doc," he warned, his hands tightening around her wrists. "Why don't you play nice and hand it over, hmm?" 

Craning her neck forward so her face came close to his, she nipped at his bottom lip, straining against his hold. "Never. You'll have to take this shirt off my dead body." 

With a deep sigh, belied by the giant smile on his face, Illario shook his head. "Doc, give me some credit. I can get that shirt off your body without having to kill you." 

"Prove it, Dellamorte." 

Gladly. 

Illario surged forward to claim her lips, causing Lilya to laugh – though her merriment was cut short by the way he laved and bit down her neck, her breaths turning into gasps as his knee slid between her legs. She found her favoured perch at the top of his thigh, already rubbing herself against him. Releasing her hands, Illario felt her fingers curl into his still-damp hair, drawing him even closer, her little whimpers more arousing than even his loudest previous partners. 

Pulling up her right leg to his hip, his free hand cradled the base of her skull as he explored her mouth, and Lilya clawed at his back to encourage him to do more. Illario lifted her leg with every intention of putting it back down on the ground, only for his girlfriend to stretch it up and prop it against his chest, her foot bopping by his ear. 

Illario was completely stunned. He had known she was bendy, but he had no idea she was… bendy. 

His hand trailed up the back of her thigh and calf, pressing a kiss to her ankle as he pushed her back until she was flush with the white wall, stretching her leg slowly until it was parallel with her head, watching and listening to her for any signs of discomfort or pain… but there was none. Just the same cocky expression she'd held when she nabbed his shirt off the hanger in the first place. 

"Maker, Doc. Aren't you just full of surprises?" 

"Imagine how much more fun we could have if you did the same with my other leg," she taunted, voice shaking as his fingers pushed aside her underwear and stroked her languidly. "I can assure you, Illario, that I am—I am… o-oh… oh shit," she cursed as he slid them inside, shallowly thrusting them in and out of her. 

"Tell me what you want," he said, blue eyes fixed on her face. He kept his pace maddeningly slow, and her position did not grant her the leverage she needed to roll against his fingers as she so clearly craved. 

"I… " 

"Use your words now, Doc. Isn't that what you always say to your patients? Use your words for me, and I'll do whatever you want." 

"Fuck you." 

"Is that what you want, or are you trying to use your words to hurt me?" 

"Both." 

Illario laughed and pulled back his hand and sucked his fingers clean. Lilya stared at him with a glazed look in her eyes. "Bend over on the back of the couch, arms crossed behind you." 

Without any complaint, she padded over to the couch and pressed her hips into the back of it to anchor herself. Not a moment passed before his sure hands roamed over her shoulders and the backs of her arms, pulling down the fabric for him to kiss her bared skin. As he gently pulled her up to curve her spine towards him, Lilya rubbed against the noticeable bulge in his trousers and moaned at the feeling. She shivered when his hot breath fanned against her skin, his tongue licking along the shell of her sensitive ear. She started to shake as he told her she was beautiful like this, that she was so willing, so perfect and oh so… gullible. 

A quick tug of the shirt from the sleeves, and she was left in only her underwear. 

"All's fair, right, Doc?" he asked as she whirled to face him. "I have to go prepare for my meeting, and you have to go to work." 

He smirked, slipping on the shirt, thrilled to see that the fabric remained pristine. The only discernible difference was the soft scent of her perfume on his collar and cuffs. He'd be able to smell her all day, though he did not know if that was a blessing or a punishment for tricking her and not following through. 

Lilya's eyes narrowed at him momentarily before a serene smile appeared shortly thereafter. They hadn't been dating that long, but he already fucking loved that look. 

"Let me guess," he began, pulling her hips against his and hooking his hands together to rest on her lower back. "I'm going to pay for it tonight, right?" 

She nodded, pecking him on the lips. 

"Then I will look forward to it. I'll even let you wear my favourite shirt."