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cha-melodius · 1 year

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Since this is the place to go when one has whacky AU ideas, let me share mine: TMFU fantasy AU where Illya is a galant, brave knight working for evil king Oleg. Oleg sends him on a quest to capture and bring back a mythical creature (I'm imagining a phoenix, but a dragon could work too), beacuse he wants to keep the creature in a cage and show it off to other kings and nobles. Plot twist, this mythical creature is Napoleon (let's say that he can change into human form too because he's magical and powerful). Gaby is a peasant and a part-time inventor from a remote village who joins Illya on his quest.

Oh, I like this one a lot (and I don't think it's that wacky, honestly)! I love magical creature!Napoleon who can change from human to creature form and back again. A phoenix, I see him preening all the time, being pretty vain about his feathers (and hating it whenever he goes up in flames and he has to grown it all out again lollll). Obviously dragon!Napoleon fits super well since he's a great lover of shiny things. You know he has the most fabulous hoard.

Gaby obviously hears about the quest and invites herself along, much to Illya's chagrin. He doesn't have time to be looking after civilians. Gaby of course scoffs at this, because she doesn't need protection. Her story is that she wants in some of the glory, but really she's worried about the quest. Maybe her father (who disappeared when she was young) told her about this magical creature, and how the creature was special, so she's actually tagging along partly so she can see/meet him, but also so that she can try to disrupt Illya's quest. Illya is conflicted because he wants to be very chivalrous to this lady (Gaby laughs a long time at that), but also he has to put up with this troublesome peasant who's making his life difficult.

There's a little town not far from the creature's lair, and Illya and Gaby stop there to stay in an inn. There, they meet a gorgeous, enthralling man with a sharp jaw and a sharper smile: Napoleon. (More under the cut, because this turned into a whole fairy tale.)

Illya is immediately taken with him, but he can't allow himself to be distracted from his quest. Napoleon isn't easily put off, though. He finds out what Illya's aim is and tells him he can help, offers to go with him. The last thing Illya wants is another tag-along, but he also finds it quite difficult to say no to Napoleon, which is how they all end up traveling together. Napoleon tells them stories about the creature (about how wonderful it is, naturally), and as they get closer Illya's misgivings about his quest grow. He never liked it from the beginning, the idea of caging some wild creature, but he likes it even less after hearing everything from Gaby and Napoleon.

Meanwhile, in the days it takes them to reach the creature's layer, Illya falls steadily more and more in love with Napoleon. How can he resist? Napoleon is vibrant and smart and funny and fucking stunning, and Illya doesn't stand a chance. So when, the night before they're due to reach the creature's lair, Napoleon just disappears, Illya loses it. He's distraught, thinking something happened to Napoleon, and he spends the next day searching for him to no avail. He thinks maybe Napoleon went after the creature himself for some reason, maybe he got into trouble, so Gaby and Illya finally go to the creatures lair. Of course, they find the ring that Napoleon was wearing there, along with the creature, and Illya goes off in a blind rage, thinking Napoleon is dead. He captures the creature, and it's only through Gaby's intercession that he doesn't kill it. Instead, he binds it using the magical rope he'd brought along that will prevent it from escaping or wielding any magic of its own.

The trip back is somber. Gaby tries several times to convince him not to turn the creature over to Oleg, but he won't hear it. For all he knows, this creature killed Napoleon. When they get back, Oleg is naturally delighted. The creature is put in its magic cage, Illya is lauded as a hero, and Gaby goes back to her inventions. There's a problem, though. The creature is fading. Becoming dull and lifeless, a mere shadow of its former glory. Illya finds himself visiting the creature, though he doesn't really know why. To try to find out what's wrong with it, he says, though that's not it. He mostly talks to the creature, because the creature can't speak and just listens. It's safe to talk about all the things he can't normally tell anyone. He tells the creature about growing up, how his father was imprisoned and how he owes Oleg for picking him out of the gutter. That's why he couldn't say no. He also ends up talking about Napoleon (he doesn't notice the creature perk up at this), and even confesses that he thinks he was in love with him.

Despite the fact that he still thinks the creature is responsible for Napoleon's death, he worries about it. He goes to Gaby, because she seemed to know a lot about it before. She convinces him to sneak her into the palace to see it, and the creature perks up again at her presence. Clearly it's this cage, she tells Illya, a creature like this isn't meant to be confined. That's what's killing it. Illya doesn't know what to do. He can't betray the man who gave him everything (even if that man also always treated him like dirt), and anyway the creature killed his love. Why should he help it? But he knows in his heart what he must do. He's the galant knight, after all. So he opens the cage, but by this point the creature is too weak to move. Illya carefully gathers the creature into his arms to carry it out. Once free of the spells that dampened its magic, the creature transforms back into Napoleon, right in Illya's arms (naked, of course, lol—creatures don't wear clothes!).

Illya is stunned, and thinks its some kind of trick at first, but Napoleon convinces him. He's still super weak from the confinement and not being able to use his magic, and so Illya takes him to his house at first. As Illya is nursing him back to health, Napoleon asks if what he said when he was talking to the creature was true. Illya tries to pretend he doesn't know what Napoleon is talking about, because he assumes that there's no way Napoleon can love him back, but of course that turns out not to be true! Napoleon fell in love with him immediately, which was the only reason he allowed himself to be captured in the first place: he couldn't hurt Illya, even to save himself.

Napoleon improves, but before too long Oleg finds them. He's enraged by the fact his creature is gone and he's convinced that the newcomer (Napoleon) is behind its escape (well, he's not wrong). Illya of course refuses to kill him, which makes Oleg even angrier, and he threatens to arrest Illya just like his father. Our intrepid trio have to flee for their lives. Fortunately, between Illya's strength, Gaby's cleverness, and Napoleon's magic, they don't have much trouble. They go back to Napoleon's lair to pick up as much of his hoard as they can, though they can't stay there because Oleg's people will be looking for them. Instead they decide to set out on their own to see more of the world, traveling from town to town and picking up odd jobs. Eventually they find someplace far from Oleg's kingdom to settle down and spend the rest of their lives (this kingdom is ruled by a sarcastic but kind king named Waverly).

And they all lived happily ever after.

#fairy tale #tmfu aus #napollya #the man from uncle #the man from u.n.c.l.e.#napoleon x illya #napoleon x illya x gaby #tmfu #napoleon solo #illya kuryakin #gaby teller #headcanons and aus #fairy tale au #fantasy au

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pippinoftheshire · 1 month

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Um...

HELP?

+_+

#tmfu #napoleon x Illya x Gaby #fanart #i think my brain just stopped working #because holey shit?!?!

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heytheredeann · 5 months

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Absolutely hated working with you, Peril.

#tmfuedit #napollyaedit #napollya #napoleon x illya #illya x napoleon #the man from uncle #tmfu #not spn #my edit #this has most likely been done before but i don't CARE #something something illya tearing the back off gaby's car while he's chasing them vs throwing a wrecked motorcycle to save them #also napoleon was wearing full clown makeup during that conversation uh #sir that's your PARTNER #you sure will be glad that he's superhuman LATER mister

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trinity-trouble · 1 year

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i have polls :D

#poll #polls #ot3 #ships poll #leverage ot3 #white collar ot3 #trephacard #gaby x illya x napoleon #jedistormpilot #geraskefer #katya x goncharov x andrey

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shit-sorry-fuck-mybad · 1 year

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Every few months I remember that The Man From U.N.C.L.E. exists and I watch it and I love it and I get exited and I think “there’s still time to make a second one” and then I remember that Armie Hammer turned out to be a complete freak and I get really mad at him for ruining the chances of a sequel

#sure I kinda hate him for the horrible shit he did #but a second movie would’ve been amazing #the man from uncle #tmfu #gaby teller #napoleon solo #ilya kuryakin #napoleon x illya #henry cavill #armie hammer

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justabigoldnerd · 2 months

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The Founding Agents of U.N.C.L.E!!!!

#tmfu #the man from uncle #illya kuryakin #napoleon solo #gaby teller #tmfu movie #mawce's screen grabs #illya x napoleon x gaby

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bestpolyshipbracket · 2 months

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Best Polyamorous Ship Group 3 Round 1

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samanthahirr · 9 months

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

Off the Books (Skyfall AU, 00Q, Explicit, 83k WIP). By far my most ambitious project to date! The James Bond I’m writing as the narrative POV here feels like why I’ve loved James Bond for decades; the stoic spy, the broken man, the hopeful lover, the inveterate manipulator, the skilled fighter, the loyal subject, the shameless hedonist. And on top of all of that, the claustrophobic complexity of an unreliable narrator too busy ignoring his own traumas to see his world clearly. I’m really looking forward to writing the finale of this epic romance-and-revenge tale this Fall!

Please Ask (for Help) (James Bond, 00Q, Teen+, 29k). I think this has been my favorite fic to write. I wrote it based on a super-sweet art prompt of James Bond taking care of injured Q, and that sweetness gave me the excuse to fully indulge in all my favorite tropes: hurt/comfort, pining, and James Bond in love. Is it self-indulgent? Yes. Do I feel a bit exposed by all of the yearning in this fic? Yes. But every inch of this fic feels written ‘for me,’ which I suppose is why I loved every moment of the writing process.

Roman Holiday (Spectre AU, 00Q, Teen+, 2k). This canon-divergence prompt, randomly assigned as part of Festive Fanwork Fiesta, turned out to be the perfect prompt for me. I saw the whole scene instantly and wrote it in a rush of excitement. I’m really proud of the structure and pacing and dialogue and feelings packed into this short scene, not to mention the world of possibilities it opens up for what comes next. In a way I can’t put into words, this one feels like a quintessentially me fic, a perfect exemplar of my style.

Aftershave (The Man from UNCLE, Illya/Napoleon/Gaby, Explicit, 4k). I’m thrilled with how the characterizations and voices turned out in this fic; they feel like they’re straight out of the 2015 movie! For all that it’s an OT3 established relationship, I loved putting Illya into a situation where he has to confront his remaining reservations about Napoleon—the American’s incessant needling, the way his smirks always feel like an insult. And what better time to confront your trust issues (and your partner’s latent trust kink) than when he’s holding a knife to your throat…

A $500 Bottle of Bordeaux (Glam RPF, Adam/Kris, Teen+, 8k). This one’s a real throwback! The first fandom I ever wrote for was American Idol RPF, and even though I haven’t read or written RPF in several years, I have such a soft spot for this particular fic. What starts as a classic meet-cute between a fan and his Broadway-star crush becomes wildly complicated over the course of an intimate dinner party. I love how the four characters all have their own motivations and histories, and none of them are ‘bad’ people, despite the ways they hurt one another; there’s a lot of forgiveness and heart in this fic. The goodnight kiss at the end is some of my most romantic writing, and overall it’s a really hopeful, romantic story that always feels comforting to revisit.

Tag, you're it! @aprettyspy @spiritofcamelot @anyawen @hammerbacks @stinastar @dhampir72 @theserpentgirl

#tumblr asks #fic rec #my writing #picking favorites is nigh impossible #00q #illya x napoleon x gaby #kradam

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redfurrycat · 1 year

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The Man from U.N.C.L.E and Top Gun Fusion - Hangster & Icemav

IceCold Agency and Inverted Agency are two adversary secret agencies, led by Iceman and Maverick respectively, forced to put aside longstanding hostilities and team up on a joint mission: stopping a mysterious international criminal organization that is bent on destabilizing the fragile balance of power through the proliferation of nuclear weapons and technology.

The only lead to infiltrate the criminal organization is a vanished scientist’s daughter, Natasha Trace. To retrieve the asset, Iceman and Maverick each send their best agent: the combat expert Rooster and the smooth-talker thief Hangman.

Thus is created the United Network Command for Law and Enforcement, a secret international intelligence agency. Code name: U.N.C.L.E.

[part 1] - [part 2] - [part 3] - [part 4] - [part 5]

#TMFU au #with top gun characters #hangster #sereshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw x jake hangman seresin #Jake Hangman Seresin is Napoleon Solo - Nickname '''Cowboy'''#So it fits for Jake =D #Bradley Rooster Bradshaw is Illya Kuryakin - Nickname '''Red Peril'''#Not sure it fits for Bradley but he IS the volatile hulk here...#Natasha Phoenix Trace is Gaby Teller - Nickname '''Little Chop Shop Girl'''#Gaby and Nat would SO be BFFs! Both spitfires who are their own BADASS woman who gets shit done!#CIA Boss!Maverick #KGB Boss!Kazansky #Napollya is Hangster!#The Napollya dynamic is awesome in the movie!!!#Siriusly go see the movie!#bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #natasha phoenix trace #pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #icemav #Because those two have history together #End up creating their own agency because their way is contradictory #But they SO love each other!#Don't think just do VS Think and Plan #Bradley and Jake do some matchmaking meanwhile they mutual-idiotically pine for one another #🐈red🐈furry🐈cat🐈tag🐈

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bartholomew-junior · 3 months

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we’ll get a sequel announcement anyday now guys don’t worry (its been 9 years) reference image under cut

#had to fight the urge to put solo in a wiggle dress #tmfu #gaby teller #napoleon solo #illya kuryakin #barely #im tagging #gapollya #anyway #napollya #is there no ship name for #gaby x napoleon #??

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cha-melodius · 1 year

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Who do you headcanon to be the most proficient with bombs from tmfu? Thnx.

I do have specific headcanons on this, actually!

So at the beginning, Illya is the explosives guy. I always headcanon him as having this technical, analytical mind, and I feel like he'd take to the engineering side of things. He can make and diffuse bombs very easily, and the bombs he makes are efficient and well-designed. They do what's necessary, and nothing else.

HOWEVER, you have tinkerer supreme Gaby over here. She builds things. She takes them apart. At the start of UNCLE she's been a sleeper agent; has no espionage experience, and thus no explosives experience. She's a very quick study, though. I headcanon her as constantly tinkering with their tech in the field. She probably doesn't have a huge amount of electrical experience—although who knows, maybe she does—but her mind is built for that. She watches Illya make a few explosives and takes to it like a fish to water. But as a tinkerer, she wants to make them better. The kind of person who drastically soups up a car is gonna want something a bit flashy. Illya gets annoyed at her interference at first, and she has a couple of close calls where she builds something that's not exactly stable. But eventually she surpasses him and takes over as the team's designated explosives expert. Occasionally they collaborate on a project here or there, and I think Illya is still best at safely diffusing them.

Napoleon is hopeless with explosives. Never learned much about explosives, never wanted to. Loud and messy and destructive. He's a thief! Definitely not his jam. He's placed a few small explosives for the team, sure, because no one is better at getting in or out of somewhere. But definitely he leaves the building and diffusing to his partners!

Thanks for the ask anon!

#tmfu #the man from u.n.c.l.e.#the man from uncle #napoleon x illya x gaby #illya kuryakin #gaby teller #napoleon solo #headcanons and aus #asks and answers

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eggcompany · 2 months

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Big Baby

Illya wakes up and feels so sad. Luckily his lovers care for him so well. Gaby cuddles and bathes him, Napoleon brings him sweet breakfast pastries and a special present. What will he think when the american brings him a stuffed teddy bear?

“Illya? Darling, why are you still in bed? Are you sick? It’s time for breakfast, come on.” Napoleon said as he walked fully dressed back into the bedroom where the Russian was still laying in bed. He rolled over and whined.

“…sad…” He said without looking at the American man.

“You’re sad?” Napoleon asked as he walked over to put a hand on Illya’s shoulder.

“yes” Illya said in a quiet voice, barely above a whisper.

“Are you sad because of something or do you just feel sad?” Napoleon asked and rubbed slightly at the cold bicep and shoulder under his hand. Illya answered after a long moment.

“…miss my mama” He said in a shameful voice. Napoleon's heart aches for the other man. Always acting so tough but still such a poor little boy on the inside. They only yet get to see this vulnerable, soft side to him in such rarity sometimes they forget it even exists.

“Oh Peril, that’s a big reason to be sad. Do you want something?” Solo asked. He knew the ex KGB wouldn’t ask for anything but he needed to ask.

“I’m cold too” Illya sighed out and deflated into a big pouty puddle. His shoulders folded forward as he curled in on himself, he drew his knees up slightly too. ‘ How could someone so big look so small?’ thought the american as he plotted a good plan.

“Do you want Gaby to come cuddle with you? I’ll go get a nice warm breakfast for all of us and we can stay in all today and go out tonight. Does that sound okay Darling?” The American asked and continued to rub and massage at the others shoulder, arm, and back. Illya sighed and nodded, keeping his eyes down and away from where his lover stood over him.

“… yeah. thanks Napoleosha” he said and glanced up at the shimmering blue eyes looking down at him.

“You’re welcome” Napoleon said quietly and rubbed down the expanse of Illya’s back before leaving the room.

“Hey Gab, Illya's sad so I’m going to go get hot pastries and cocoa. He’s cold so go cuddle the ice pop.” Napoleon said when he walked back out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

“Aww poor baby! Make sure to get him extra.” Gaby said with her hand over her heart as she finishes pulling up her stockings. She looked around for a moment and just pulled off her dress and grabbed the shirt she had slept in.

“Yeah I’ll try and find the sweetest ones. He said he misses his mama so I think you’d be better to cuddle him right now. I’ll be back soon.” Napoleon explained and kissed the German girl's head. She patted his arm and walked toward the doors but stopped abruptly. She turned and looked at the man over her shoulder.

“You know… I had an idea while we were coming back last night…”

“Peril! Gaby! I’m back. Sit up, I got something to eat.” Napoleon said loudly as he relocked the door behind him. He had a large bag of pastries wrapped up in papers and a bag of lidded hot chocolate cups.

He toes off his shoes and opens the bedroom doors again. Illya was dreary eyed as he sat up in bed, Gaby rubbed up and down his back and smiled at him with just a hint of pity. Illya yawned and blinked open his eyes. Napoleon smiled as he walked closer and noticed the blanket marks that lashed across the Russians ribs and side.

“I got breakfast. Smells pretty good, yeah?” Napoleon said as he opened the bag under Illya's nose. He yawned and sniffed at the bag.

Gaby stood up and grabbed a bath towel and came back to her spot on the bed. She spread it out for crumbs under them. Illya was still pouting but had his hand down in the bag. He fished out what looked like heaven drizzled in chocolate.

Soon the pastries were gone, the cocoa was drunk, and Illya was getting his face wiped gently by the American while Gaby turned on some music, nice and quiet.

“Are you still hungry? Do you want something else?” Napoleon said quietly as he looked at Illya with eyes full of love. Illya shook his head. He always got so quiet when he got in these moods.

“Do you want anything that’s not food?” Gaby asked and Illya picked at his hands for a moment. He felt too seen under the gaze of both his lovers.

“Can I just sit and listen to music? I… I might want to bathe too…” Illya said and only spared a glance up at Gaby for a moment before looking back down at his hands. Napoleon kissed his forehead and walked toward the bathroom.

“Well I’ll fill the tub and add some scents. Perhaps me and Gab will go on a short walk?” Napoleon said from the doorway of the washroom.

“Oh? What do you think, Doll? Is it okay if we go on a walk or do you want me to stay? I’m sure Solo can handle himself.” Gaby said and looked between the dark haired man and the blonde. Illya looked up at her with his eyes wide and twinkling.

“I... that would be okay. Good.” He said and looked down at himself. He felt… wrong. Too big for himself. Too gangly and awkward. Too much. Too much.

“Well then, have fun. I will be back soon. Gaby I’ll get that candy you wanted.” Napoleon said as he put on his coat and stepped out the door with a wink.

“Hey Ice pop, I got you something.” Napoleon said in a sing-song voice as he locked the door and made his way to the bedroom where he heard hushed voices.

“Another treat? Bear I’m too full, save it for later.” Illya whined as Gaby continued to rub a white towel around his head and neck. Napoleon smiled at him as he held a bag behind his back. He dropped the bag to be hidden by the end of the bed.

“It’s not food. Me and Gaby wanted to get you something special. If you don’t want it, we can always take it back, okay?” Napoleon said in a serious but caring voice. Gaby pulled back and went to put the towel on the rack to dry.

“I am… getting nervous. Why? What you get me?” Illya asked and looked a bit panicked. His hands tensed a few times against the blanket that covered his legs.

Napoleon bent down and revealed a large brown teddy bear with a tan nose and belly. It was nearly three and a half feet tall and had soft sewn eyes and nose.

Illya stared at the item with big surprised eyes and a blank face. A trained blank face. One that seemed like it wanted to show emotion but years of training kept it blank and void.

“You bought a toy.” Illya said in a quiet voice, eyes drawn to look at each detail on the plush item.

“ We bought you a toy. If you really don’t want it I can go bring it back, no harm no foul. It’s okay Peril.” Napoleon offered when Illya didn’t move to touch the toy or make an expression of joy or otherwise. Gaby made her way to stand between Illya on the bed and Napoleon still standing at the foot of it.

“We wanted you to have something… nice. I’ve got my nice pajamas and Solo has his nice soaps and such. We can always get you something else.” Gaby offered to the blonde as she smiled. Illya looked at her and then back at the bear.

“You… you got me…detskaya veshch…” ( baby thing ) Illya said quietly as his breathing picked up slightly. He stared at the toy as his hands twitched against the sheets again. Grabbing tightly only to relax a bit and grab up again. Gaby raised an eyebrow at Napoleon and stepped closer to Illya.

“Do you want to touch it?” The american offered with that dashing heart melting smile he puts on only for the people he likes. With a small nod Illya answered quietly.

“Please”

Napoleon extended his hand and watched as the Russian man ran the tips of his fingers gently over the fluffy body of the toy. Illya's eyes were round and sparkling as he looked over the item. He touched the soft tan paws and the embroidered nose.

They had chosen the bear for this reason. Illya sometimes felt too small for his skin. Too big, too awkward, too much. A regular bear would make it worse. However, a bear that was as long as his torso wouldn’t.

Gaby moved to sit facing the tall man on the bed crisscrossing her legs. She moved to take the toy and hold it in her lap in front of the man.

“What do you think of this?” Gaby said quietly. Her eyes were kind and her voice was laced with that warm kind of affection that made Illya feel squishy on the inside.

Illya kept his eyes down on the toy. His breaths were long and only an inch away from being sighs. His stone trained face fell and revealed a nearly bratty pout and big needy eyes.

“It’s soft… and big. I… May I hold it?” Illya said and looked up into Gaby's eyes. His twinkled and shone like a babe looking at a bottle.

“It’s your toy. You can hold it without asking.” Gaby said with a smile as he held the bear up so Illya could grasp it. She said it in that chest melting sweet voice again.

“Oh…” Illya whispered as his hands shook as he held the bear under the arms. He squeezed it and moved his fingers around against the fabric.

He slowly brought the toy forward toward his still bare chest. His eyes shifted around the bed, trying to look at the others in the room. He finally wrapped his arms around the bear's thick middle and pressed it against his skin, his breath caught in his throat. His eyes caught on a knot in the wooden floor and kept them there.

Gaby and Napoleon smiled as they watched the man hold the toy. Napoleon felt happy and smiled until he noticed the Russians shaking bottom lip.

“Peril? What’s wrong? What’s wrong sweetheart?” The American said as he hurried to the Russians side, squatting next to the bed.

“eto rebenok” ( this is a child ) Illya said quietly and cuddled the toy and laid his cheek on the top of its head. His lip wobbled and he rubbed his cheek against the top of the bear’s head silently as the others watched him.

Gaby kept her eyes on his hands where he was holding onto the toy with such gentleness. As if the toy would break and shatter in his hands. Napoleon watched his face for any signs of anything. He just saw slightly dazed eyes, like Illya was spacing out.

“Can I go back for sleep? I am tired.” Illya asked before he let out a yawn minutes later. Gaby leaned forward onto her hands and knees and kissed his forehead. Napoleon did the same before turning off the lights and closing the curtains.

“Of course. Do you want another blanket or pillow or anything?” Gaby asked as she stroked through the short blonde hair. Illya shook his head and rolled over to lay on his side, arms encircling the bear.

Such a big baby, but a baby nonetheless.

#fanfic #egg_company #the man from uncle #illya x napoleon x gaby #illya kuryakin #napoleon solo #gaby teller #tmfu fic #tmfu agere fic #napollya

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