#illya x reader

[imagine-darksiders]

Hello! Hopefully caught you in a restful time. I just wanted to let you know that your writing is amazing! I neither knew what darksiders was nor cared until I stumbled onto your blog. I never played the games but the way you write the personalities of each person makes them feel alive! Like I'm talking to the people myself!

The way you write trauma is realistic and it pops up at random but amazingly along the flow that it feels both out of place and not! Reminding the reader that yes, this person is brave but they're still hurt and in no way in the optimum of sanity. Even though they're holding themselves together the way a realistic person does!

I got hooked! I never knew these characters and yet you made it so that I'll feel like I knew them all my life! I'm honestly itching to buy the game yet I'm scared that the creator of the game won't be able to reach your amazing characterizations.

Is the game truly that good? I'm a little scared to buy it then find that the game devolopers rushed it. If so, which game should I start with? Does it require a strong pc? X-box? I'm still unsure of using technology.

In all honesty, I'm trying to stop myself from writing a fanfic based on your fanfic. Though, it wouldn't be the same. I still have assignments to finish and I haven't been writing stories that much. Do you have any advice for new writer? Even ones about writing-work-life balance? Or, how to bring a character to life?

I'm mostly fantasising about the storyline in my head, and drawing doodles of it on whichever paper is closest to me.

Which brings me to your fantastic art! Your anatomy is amazing! The way your draw facial expressions makes it feel like they're talking around me in real life! The body types have a wide range that I don't see often and oh so thankfull to see!

From darksiders Death looking like death ran over him to darksiders Fury and the female maker twin looking like what one would expect a fighter and weapon maker would look like! Even the reader character looks amazing!

Would it be okay if I ended up following your timeline? I still don't know much about the game and most of the information I'm diffusing into my brain is from your writing.

I hope you well. With care, Illya💜.

Ah jeez, ‘are the games truly that good?’

I’m biased, so I’m going to say hell yes they’re good. They’re all so different too. I got the first game when it came out in 2010 and fell in love with the style and characters, so going into 2 I already had that love for the franchise. My advice is always to start with the first game. You get an introduction to the world, the story and the characters and it just feels more meaningful when you play the sequels. I had it on the Xbox 360, but it runs perfectly okay on any system. I don’t know if it runs on Macs though.

Alternatively, you could watch the cutscenes, but I personally never get as attached to the story if I’m not playing the game myself.

I’d be so unequivocally excited if people wrote fics based on my stuff. So long as it wasn’t like word for word, you know.

Advice for new writers? Obviously focus on your studies, they’re far more important. Which is rich coming from me, I’d write during lectures all the time. But I still managed a 1st so lol. Otherwise: Get a notebook and a pen, I write so much faster when I’m not doing it at a computer. Also, don’t get hung up about making the characters too oc, you’ll forever be fretting over that, just write them as naturally as you can and love doing it. Most of my writing I do in the evening when nothing is expected of me and I can get stuck in without getting distracted.

Use simple language in your first draft. Repeat words, don’t worry about saying the same thing for the first draft, so long as you get the chapter written out, you can fuss out the finer details later. I’m guilty of getting hung up on vocabulary.

Dude. I need to see those doodles.

You can follow my timeline, no worries. Darksiders isn’t mine, all I’ll say is I’d prefer if people didn’t try to write ahead of where CHWH is currently and claim that’s how the story should/does continue.

I’m so pleased you’re enjoying my writing and art, I’ve noticed your username popping up in my notifications a lot, and it gets me all excited like ❤️ 🌟🌈🥰✨💫🫠

[nasuversekinkmeme]

Weekly Roundup: Prompts

FSN

Illya/Rin, Comedy. Illyasviel experiences her own happy ending, a well deserved story in her book after a long and straining war. (if the pairing doesnt work then any other female character like artoria works? rin is best girl)

smut, Luvia/Rin, BDSM, dirty talk. Luvia has a tendency to tease Rin, saying all sorts of obscene things to her in an attempt to humiliate her. Embarrassing Rin was becoming a normal occurrence and Luvia was set on making the best out of her favorite pastime; toying with the object of her affections. [Bdsm/light bdsm, ropes? Clocktower shenanigans]

smut, Gilgamesh/Saber, "Only I can love her in all her destruction" (aka Gilgamesh somehow travels to Camelot and manages to corrupt Saber ala her Lion King persona [but still looking like her usual self]) +There's cunnilingus under the Round Table ++If Gil treats Saber's body count as dirty talk

The Gorgon sisters tend to Medusa as her transformation into full monster groes ever closer, accepting this as well as their ultimate fate together one last time

Fate/Samurai Remnant

Iori overstimulating Saber (don't worry, they're into it)

Rogue Saber watches as Iori, Rider, and Yui disappear through a portal to join Saber. Suddenly, he feels a burst of anger and longing and tries to join them only to be too late. Comfort from other servants if the writer would like.

FGO

Chaldean staff deserve more content, they also survivor and work hard

smut, Mephistopheles uses Afterimage to gangbang virgin!reader. Bonus points for Mephistopheles having a rapid weight gain kink, and EXTRA bonus points for (this part is the most important) genderfluid Mephistopheles

You have a Mastersona? Cool! What would happen if that Mastersona had a Shirou-Archer moment? What would drive the “Archersona”? How would the Mastersona react?

smut, Raikou pegs Lancelot. You can make it hard or gentle, plot or no plot, add on whatever flavor you want.

Crossover

(my brain has never been in crossover mode before, FGO x FFXIV) Fujimaru Ritsuka summons Fray Myste, who takes one look at the Last Master of Humanity and realizes they seriously need the conscience of a Dark Knight. "Serve, Save, Slave, Slay."

Bakugou Katsuki somehow got summoned as an Avenger for dumb reasons....

[jessamine-rose]

✿ Thank You So Much ✿

♡ A masterlist dedicated to everyone who took inspiration from my work!! Check out their amazing fan art and fics (*≧∀≦*)

✿ GENSHIN IMPACT ✿

@diodellet - Hypothermia - Yandere! Capitano x f! Reader, smut fic

@thescribeoflostmemories

- Fatui Report ft. collage

- Special Performance ft. collage

@minzidragmir - From the deeps of the sea - Yandere! Mermaid Dottore

@stickyspeckledlight - Faceless: Bad Ending

@navxry - Requiem of the Damned

✿ TWISTED WONDERLAND ✿

@anniecoraline - Househusband! Floyd Leech

✿ GENSHIN IMPACT ✿

@dulcetthorns - Damsel/ Illya Volkov

@natixkitty - Kitty ๑ Damsel

@ghostluu

- Damsel + Kitty

- Assistant (their version)

- Assistant (my version)

- Kitty (my version)

@ash-11037 - Pantalone x Kitty

@bonknigirlinthehood - Kitty ๑ Damsel

@lazyroseart

- Darlings wearing ballgowns

- Darlings (their version)

- Mermaid AU WIP

- Pierro x Savior's family - Hecate ๑ All

@mistymem0ryy - Savior

@flowersforirene - Savior

@melody3cherryblossom

- Kitty (their version)

- Savior (their version)

- Pantalone x Kitty

- Assistant x Kitty??!!

- All darlings (their version)

- Assistant’s tears

- Capitano x Damsel (their version)

@ansy-tea

- Pierro and Savior’s happy family

- Pierro x Savior x Reader

- Omake ft. Jessamine, Ansy, and Ayato!!

@olivier-w - Savior (their version)

@vix-honey - Mermaid! AU Dottore WIP

@preciousukii - Savior (their version)

@yanmaresu - Pantalone x Kitty

@ my irl friend - all darlings

@leftdestiny-posts

- Damsel

- Capitano and Damsel celebrate Christmas

- Kitty

@mochinon-yah - Friend! Darling (her version)

@avryxlle - Damsel/ Little Dove (their version)

@pinkislost - All darlings

@beloved-blaiddyd - Church AU! Pierro

@ainescribe

- Savior (her version)

- Assistant (her version)

[skyborneveggie]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

(I was not tagged, but I saw @rose-of-pollux post this form a few weeks ago & it looked fun)

How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 38 works under my username on ao3. I also have 17 anon-ed fics from a fandom I no longer wish to associate with, and a handful of fics on ff.net that I didn't like enough to transfer to ao3.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 29,645 words

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now only feeling inspired to write for The Man from UNCLE TV show. Though I did post a Good Omens fic this year, & I could probably persuade myself to write another oneshot or two for that.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Idyllism (2016) [Rory & 11th Doctor; Gen but pairings if you like]

The Falliable Pillar (2016) [Onesided Kyouya Ootori/Tamaki Suoh]

1991 (2019) [Illya Kuryakin/Napoleon Solo]

Child's Play (2018) [FrostIron; unfinished & probably will remain so]

Me Paenitet (2011) [Onesided Draco Malfoy/Luna Lovegood, Onesided Astoria Greengras/Draco Malfoy]

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do always try to thank the person for reading. I usually only forget if it's a comment on a very old fic.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

This is extremely hard for me to answer. Out of the 50+ fics I've written, probably only 5 of them are not angst. My Good Omens fic Aeternum has the most gutting descriptions, but I have always felt that the absolute sucker punch at the end of Provocation (X/1999) hurt the most to write, & to reread.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oh undoubtedly my MFU contemporary High School AU, The Puzzle.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I have never gotten hate, but I have gotten backhanded compliments that I personally find hilarious. I made a post about it before here.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I... have attempted to write smut, but I don't think I necessarily succeeded. I have written several sex scenes with undetailed descriptions, and the one time I did attempt to be explicit the comments and I both agree that it came out sounding rather clinical. So I dunno if either of those situations really count.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I have written several crossovers, but I wouldn't consider any of them crazy.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so, I don't think any of my fics have ever gotten popular enough for anyone to want to steal haha.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I used to translate my own fics into Spanish wayyy back when I first started writing, but I haven't done that in ages.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No but it sounds like fun! Would love to give it a shot some day.

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin. I am like Smeagol; I'm "interested in roots and beginnings." And how much closer to the root of contemporary fandom can you get, than with these two silly beans?

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I would love to finish my 2019 Good Omens fic Temporalia because I think there are some good ideas & beautiful passages in there. The problem is that my interpretation of the characters has changed, & is no longer consistent with some of the details I wrote back then. I'd also like to complete my 2018 FrostIron fic someday, just for the sake of finishing it. It was entirely plotted when I quit on it, and I still have all my notes.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I am good at writing turmoil, inner confusion, and despair. I try to wring every ounce of angst out of descriptions, letting the character's distress color their perception of their environment, and I think I'm pretty decent at it. I also think I'm pretty good at expressing complex emotions without being too direct, though sometimes I worry that I'm too indirect & that I'll leave readers confused.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

PLOT, I am extremely impatient when writing scenes where things actually happen. Also dialogue, I always feel that my dialogue either just does not sound realistic, or does not sound like the characters.

Another huge writing weakness is that I am incapable of writing anything longer than short story length, & have abandoned every attempt at a longfic after the 2nd chapter.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I have done this in the past for characters who canonically do this. I know it is standard practice to italicize all foreign language words when writing, but I personally find this VERY jarring. I generally leave foreign dialogue unitalicized & formatted indistinguishably from the primary language dialogue. But I think I may be the only one with this pet peeve, because I have received a few complaints about my lack of italicization from readers.

I could go way more in depth as to why the italics on foreign words annoy me, but I don't think anyone would be interested in hearing that rant 😂

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The Suite Life of Zack and Cody. It was 2008. That fic has been scrubbed from the internet lol.

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

Provocation (X/1999). It was the one and only time I'd ever written something and then thought "Ah. Yes. This is an absolutely perfect execution of my vision."

Tagging @theniftycat, @tenok, & @lunetta-suzie-jewel if you like, or anyone else who wants to do this. (@andorianimpostor I'm not sure if you write fic or not, but I thought I'd tag you in case you do)

[chickenparm]

Random question: Would there be a possibility of an Illya x male reader smut? If not forget I said anything.

maybe! ilya is down to clown with anyone that has a pulse

[typing-catastrophe]

📝Everything you need to know

characters I write for: tasm!Peter Parker, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Peter Maximoff, Matt Murdock/Daredevil, Frank Castle/The Punisher, Poe Dameron, Pietro Maximoff, Bucky Barnes, Loki, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Avengers (platonic), Supernatural characters (platonic), Stanford Pines, Neo (Matrix), John Constantine (movie w Keanu Reeves)), Newt (Maze Runner)

fandoms*: marvel (mcu, xmen movies, defenders), supernatural, gravity falls, star wars, stranger things, the magnus archives, marauders, maze runner, sherlock bbc, hannibal nbc * fandoms I am currently in, I won't guarantee that I'll write for all of them tho

pairings: Cherik (Charles Xavier/Erik Lehnsherr), Steddie (Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson), Wolfstar (Sirius Black/Remus Lupin), Destiel (Dean Winchester/Castiel), Stucky (Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes), Obikin (Anakin Skywalker/Obiwan Kenobi), Newtmas (Newt/Thomas), Napollya (Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin), all the previous listed characters x reader & cherik x reader (at the moment the only poly ship I write for)

no-gos: underage reader and characters (platonic okay), cnc/nc, incest, pregnancy, real people (actors e.g.) and anything else that makes me uncomfortable

Even if something/someone is not on the list, feel free to ask me about it :]

💕 = fluff ⚡ = angst 🔥 = smut

There is gonna be no use of y/n. (unless someone requests that for some reason I guess?) Everything will be written in 2nd or 3rd person. The reader will be gender neutral unless otherwise specified. You will find warnings/content tags, word count and a summary at the beginning of each fic/longer piece.

Explanation Tags:

'typing...' is my tag for basically just yapping about smth

'my writing' is every imagine, headcanon, fanfic, drabble etc. I wrote

'request' is every request I get and answered or anything related to them

And that's it I think. Let me know if I should include anything else in here.

Updated: 14 september 2024

[jcmarchi]

3 vs. 3: The Open vs. Closed Battle for Big AI

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3 vs. 3: The Open vs. Closed Battle for Big AI

Big model announcements by Meta, Mistral and xAI.

Created Using DALL-E

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Edge 417: We are getting to the end of our series about autonomous agents with a review of multi-agent systems. We dive into Alibaba Research’s AgenScope and LangChain’s LangGraph framework.

Edge 418: We take a second look at the new version of DSPy that is rapidly becoming one of the most important frameworks for building LLM apps in the market.

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📝 Editorial: 3 vs. 3: The Open vs. Closed Battle for Big AI

When the open vs. closed weight model debate started a couple of years ago, many thought it was going to be a battle between OpenAI, Anthropic, and Google on one side, and hundreds of open-source models on the other. Reality turned out to be quite different. The open-source space for massively large foundation models has been reduced to three key players: Meta, Mistral, and xAI. This shouldn’t come as a surprise if we consider that training a multi-hundred-parameter model surpasses $100 million in training costs. Open sourcing that kind of investment is something only a few companies can afford.

So GPT-x, Claude, and Gemini versus Llama, Mistral, and Grok.

How will this shape up? When the first versions of these open-weight models came out, they were a couple of iterations behind the quality of the large commercial models. That’s no longer the case, and this week was a good reminder of how competitive the big open-source models can be.

Meta open-sourced Llama 3.1, a 402-billion parameter model that scored at GPT-4o levels in nearly every relevant benchmark. In a recent interview with Bloomberg, Mark Zuckerberg mentioned that Llama 4 should completely close the gap with the state-of-the-art AI.

Mistral unveiled Mistral Large, a 123-billion parameter model with a 128k token window.

Elon Musk announced the “most powerful” AI training cluster in the world, consisting of 100,000 GPUs, and also mentioned that they are training the most powerful AI by any metric.

Big AI is a game for big budgets, and there might still be room for a few more competitors in this race (maybe Illya’s new company). However, the space is not going to change drastically. It’s OpenAI, Google, and Anthropic vs. Meta, Llama, and xAI. One thing is for certain: open-source big AI is going to be competitive.

🔎 ML Research

AlphaProof and AlphaGeometry 2

Google DeepMind published details about AlphaProof and AlphaGeometry 2, two systems that combines to achieve silver medalist status in this year’s International Mathematical Olympiad (IMO). AlphaProof is a reinforcement learning model for math reasoning while AlphaGeometry uses a neurosymbolic architecture that combines LLMs and symbolic models —> Read more.

The Llama 3 Herd of Models

Meta AI published paper detailing the architecture and processes for building the Llama 3 family of models. The paper also introduces a compositional approach to integrates image, video and speech recognition capabilities into Llama 3 —> Read more.

OpenDevin

Researchers from elite AI universities such as UC Berkeley, Yale, Carnegie Mellon and others published a paper introducing OpenDevin, a framework for developing AI agents that interact with environments similar to human programmers. OpenDevin agents are able to collaborate with human programmers in different tasks such as bug fixing, feature building, testing and many others —> Read more.

Model Collapse

Researchers from Oxford, Cambridge, Imperial Collegue of London and other institutions published a paper in Nature outlining a curious phenomenon in LLMs coined as model collapse. The thesis of model collapse states that LLMs will start showing irreversible degenerative behavior when trained in data created by other AI models —> Read more.

Visual Haystacks Benchmark

Berkeley AI Research(BAIR) published a paper introducing the Visual Haystacks Benchmark(VHS) for multi-image reasoning. VHS evalautes retrieval and reasoning capabilities across large collections of uncorrelated images —> Read more.

Pruning and Distillation in LLMs

NVIDIA Research published a paper proposing a set of effective compression best practices to build compact LLMs. The techiques combine the best strategies for depth, width, attention and MLP pruning with knowledge distillation-based retraining —> Read more.

SlowFast-LLaVA

Apple Research published a paper detailing SlowFast-LLaVA(SF-LLaVA), a video language model optimized for capturing the spatial semantics and temporal context in videos. SF-LLaVA uses a two-stream input design to aggregate features from different video frames in ways that facilitate knowledge extraction —> Read more.

🤖 AI Tech Releases

Llama 3.1

Meta open sourced Llama 3.1 including its 405B parameter model as well as complementary tools and applications —> Read more.

Mistral Large

Mistral unveiled Mistral Large, a 123B parameter model that rivals Llama 3.1 —> Read more.

SearchGPT

OpenAI unveiled a preview of a new AI-first search engine —> Read more.

NVIDIA AI Foundry

NVIDIA announced the availability of its AI Foundry to enable the creation of custom models for enterprises —> Read more.

Phi-3 Serverless Fine-Tuning

Microsoft unveiled new AI features in the Azure platform including a serverless infrastructure to fine-tune Phi-3 models —> Read more.

Stable Video 4D

Stability AI announced the release of Stable Video 4D, its latest video generation model —> Read more.

🛠 Real World AI

Orchestration at Netflix

Netflix open sourced Maestro, its engine for orchestration of data and ML pipelines —> Read more.

Product Categorization at Walmart

Walmart Global Tech discussed some of their work behind Ghotok, their predictive generative AI engine used for product categorization —> Read more.

📡AI Radar

Enterprise AI startup Cohere raised an astonishing $500 million in a new round.

Alibaba-backed AI startup Baichuan was valued at $2.8 billion in a new round.

Compliance startup Vanta secured $150 million to enhance their product suite with AI.

Sakana AI released its first two models.

Luma AI announced Loops to create continious video frames.

AI B2B sales startup Resquared raised $5 million in new funding.

Alphabet committed to invest up to $5 billion in self-driving car platform Waymo.

AI legal tech startup Clio raised $900 million in a Series F.

Another legal startup, Harvey, raised $100 million at a $1.5 billion valuation.

Robotics startup Mytra is coming out of stealth mode with $78 million in funding.

Elon Musk announced the “most powerful” AI training cluster in the world.

AI for dentists platform Pearl, raised $58 million in new funding.

Gen AI security startup Lakera raised $20 million to protect enterprises from LLM vulnerabilities.

Chinese AI video generator platform Kling is now available internationally.

AI cloud security platform Dazz raised $50 million in a new round.

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[bestinhisclassmoved]

Trying to think of an Illya x Fem!Reader fic and blanking. Any ideas?

[make-me-imagine]

Sleepover

Request: The reader and Illya have a sleepover

Characters: Illya Kuryakin x Reader

Gender: Any/Neutral    Triggers: None

Words: 1,413

“Come on it’ll be fun!” you whined following the tall man.

“No, it is ridiculous” he said in his deep voice while turning to face you. Pouting at him he frowned at you “We are adults y/n, adults do not have slumber parties” he said while wincing at the words.

“It wouldn’t be a slumber party, it’s a sleep over, their different” you said while crossing your arms.

Raising his eyebrows he copied your stance “How so?”

“Umm, well, slumber parties are for children. Sleep overs are more mature. Instead of gossiping about boys we relax and talk about other things, or we could listen to music, play games, anything really” you said sounding unsure.

Illya watched you closely, why did you want to spend so much time with him. Perhaps it was because you liked him? The idea of you liking him more than a friend both exited and scared him. But seeing how hard you were trying to get him to spend time with you he sighed while giving in.

“Fine” he said almost forcefully. But seeing the bright smile that spread across your face, he had to force himself not to smile back at you.

“Yay! I promise it will be fun! Come by my room at seven and we will start then” you said excitedly as you turned and left.

Illya watched you practically skip away, letting a small smile form on his face. If there was one thing he loved, it was seeing you happy.

You started preparing your room piling up every cushion and blanket you could find. You were going to build a blanket fort once he arrived. After gathering everything, you looking around the large room, shuddering briefly. One of the real reasons you wanted Illya to stay with you was because this room was terrifying. The tall dark walls, the sculpted ceiling covered in the designs of Angels. The whole room had an eerie feeling to it, and you really disliked being alone in it. You were originally going to ask Gabby to stay over but you wanted to feel safe. And no offense to Gabby, Illya was the one who made you feel the most safe. Solo did too, but you didn’t know him as well.

As seven rolled around you waited impatiently for the large Russian to arrive. Sitting in a chair you froze at the creaking sound of the room. “I really wish it didn’t do that” you said quietly to yourself. Gasping at the sudden knock on your door you sighed as you quickly stood and ran to the door.

When you opened the door you saw Illya holding a bag “Hello” he said simply, almost awkwardly.

Standing aside so he could walk in, you looked down at the bag he was carrying “What’s that?”

“You mentioned that people play games at these...sleep overs, so I brought you some” he turned, handing you the bag.

Grabbing it and looking in you smiled “Mousetrap, Monopoly and..chess?” looking up at him with a raised eyebrow he shrugged his shoulders.

“I didn’t know what you liked” he said simply. Turning to the pile of blankets and pillows he spoke slowly “Did something explode?”

Chuckling you set the bag on the table and walked over the the blankets “No, I thought we could build a blanket fort”

“A what?” he asked frowning at you.

“A blanket fort. It’s like a fort...made out of blankets”

He glared at you "Yes okay...but why?” 

“Because it’s fun, and comfortable”

Staring at you for a moment he sighed “Alright” he walked over and picked up a blanket “How do we start with this..blanket fort?”

Smiling you started moving around the blankets and explaining to him how you should form the fort. After about twenty minutes you were content with what you two had made. 

“See? Fun” you said panting as you crawled out of the fort after propping it up.

“I would say frustrating, but alright” he said kneeling down and looking inside “how am I suppose to fit in that?”

“We don’t have to stay in it, we lay down, like this. And we can have a game right here” you said patting the floor in front of you.

“Ah, I see” Turning he grabbed the bag of games ”what should we play first?”

After having played, and won mousetrap you decided to set up a game of chess “I haven’t played this in a long time, you might have to remind me of some of the rules along the way” you said setting up your pieces.

“Of course. Who did you use to play with?” he asked glancing over at you

“My dad. It was his favorite game” you said smiling fondly

Nodding his head he spoke quietly “I use to play with my father as well when I was a child”

About half way through the game you looked over at Illya, who was deep in thought about his next move “Thanks for doing this by the way”

Looking over at you he nodded “It’s alright. I must admit, this is much more..fun then I thought it would be”

Smiling you budged his shoulder with yours “I told you it would be”

Rolling his eyes playfully he made his next move “But I still don’t know why you asked me” 

“Umm, because we are friends” you excused.

Hearing the doubt in your voice he squinted at you “There is another reason though. I can hear it in your voice”

Just as you were about to defend yourself another groan came from the walls of your room. Both you and Illya looked around. Deciding to admit why you had really asked him here you spoke shyly “This room scares me”

Illya, looking from the roof over to you saw the genuine discomfort in your eyes “You asked me here...because you were scared?”

Seeing you smile shyly and nod your head he felt a burning in his chest, a warmth he wasn’t use to. Restraining himself from smiling he spoke as seriously as he could “Well you don’t have to worry, I will protect you from the scary groaning walls”

Turning to him you glared at him, smacking him on the shoulder you were slightly surprised when he laughed out loud.

“You’re so mean” you said chuckling.

“I am joking, I’m joking. But...I am glad that I make you feel safe” he said genuinely, his heart still pounding. 

Just as you were about to speak, you let out a yawn. Ignoring it and making another move on the chess board you felt Illya staring at you.

“You are tired, do you want to go to bed?”

“No no, let’s finish the game first” you said yawning once again.

Smiling at you he turned back towards the board, making a large move he turned towards you “Check Mate”

“Wha-..how. I hate you” you said glaring at him

Chuckling again he moved the board away from the fort, turning slightly towards you he spoke with a hint of confusion “If you took all the blankets and pillows from the couch and bed for this fort..where are we going to sleep?”

Looking at him you raised an eyebrow, speaking as if the answer was obvious “In the fort” 

Suddenly feeling nervous he turned his head and looked into the fort “Together?”

Hearing the nervousness in his voice you chuckled “I don’t kick in my sleep if that’s what you’re afraid of” you said turning and crawling into the fort.

Grabbing a pillow and patting the area next to you Illya slowly crawled in as well. Lying on his back he tried to get comfortable. 

Watching him, amused you spoke through another yawn “Have you really never had a sleep over?”

Turning to look at you he shook his head sheepishly “No”

“Hmm, well, how was your firs one then?” you said closing your eyes

Watching you, he spoke quietly “It was good...thank you”

“Yerwelcome” you slurred out, sleep beginning to take you.

Illya watched you contently as he grabbed a nearby blanket and covered you. Hearing another quiet groan from the walls of the room, his mind flashed back to what happened before. He made you feel safe. Smiling at the thought, he never really imagined someone would feel safe around him, let alone enough to fall asleep next to him. But you did. And he swore to himself that he would make sure you always felt safe around him.

Requested by @angelpoett

[staplegrapes]

A Smile from Home

(Illya Kuryakin x Reader)

Summary: Exhausted and desperate, Illya brings his battered team to your door seeking shelter, doing the one thing he wanted to avoid, risking your safety.

Word Count: 3.0k

TW: Mentions of blood and canon typical injuries

✨Gender Neutral Reader✨

Also, it’s established that the reader is Russian.

Helpful: Babushka is the Russian word for Grandmother

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The crisp night wind seemed to leak through the windows of your small house. Though this valley was blessed with rich soil and plenty of vegetation for livestock in the summer months, the frigid winter nights brought forth by the wind trailing from the hills seemed to temper your love for your homestead. It was the sort of cold that could not be remedied with a cup of tea, rather that chill always sat in your bones. A strong knock on your door startles you from your thoughts.

You didn’t get many visitors to your farm. That being said, not once had someone knocked at your door well past midnight as someone was right now. Who could it be? A distant neighbor? Thieves? KGB? You had your knife if your hand as you reached for the door. Taking a breath, you open the door a third of the way open, just enough to make eye contact. But you don't make eye contact exactly. You're met with a broad chest at your eyeline, leading up towards a familiar face.

“Illya?” You see the tall agent, his features sunken with an exasperated look. It had been at least a year or two since you had seen or had contact with your childhood friend. Despite the cold wind swirling around the door the heat of the three individuals greets you, the small woman in his arms and the attractive yet equally exhausted man behind him.

“We need your help.” Illya pleas breathlessly, his eyes desperate contrasting his stoic and unmoving stance, you can tell he is giving you the option to reject them. You swing the door wider stepping back, letting them into your small home. Friends of Illya are friends of yours. Quickly, the dark-haired man clears your old couch as Illya places the woman on it.

“She’s wounded.” Illya stated, attempting to clue you into the situation. Though that was the one thing you were able to gather this situation from the blood staining her dress and the pained look on her face.

"Uh- There's bandages and cloth in the cabinet in that corner." you state, wracking your brain for any helpful information. The shorter man follows your directions quickly as Illya grabs your Babushka's sewing box, pulling out a needle and thread.

Seeing Illya holding the sewing box send you into a spiral of childhood recollections. The two of you spent much time together after school. Not much alike one another in any sense, it was the simple force of proximity that kept your bond strong. In your teen years, few months after Illya's dad was sent to the Gulag and his mother had since gone off the rails, he came to your door for the first time since the incident. Upon seeing him you were hopeful to help him regain his sense of purpose, but he had already done so. He coldly informed you that he was joining the KGB and was saying his goodbyes.

Lost in your memories, you were pulled back to reality by an unusual sound. English. Snapping your head up, you see the other man talking calmly to the woman in perfectly accented English. You’re not the best with the western language, but just from his mannerisms you can tell he is trying to soothe her. Yet, his caring act brought you distress. This man was not Russian. No way does a Russian speak without an accent like that unless they were raised that way and now this man seemed less and less Russian with every passing second that you continued studying him. But once again, friends of Illya were friends of yours. You weren’t going to attest now.

You wanted to offer help, but Illya and the man seemed quite capable of tending to this woman. With a space so small and such purpose in Illya's actions, you felt as you were in an invader in your own home. Illya was quite obviously well aquatinted with these people. Both he and the English speaker were focused on stabilizing the woman. The two moved in near perfect synchronization. To make yourself less of a bother, you moved into the kitchen and took up a seat on the wooden stepstool. It was a not much of a room but was separated from the rest of the home with a small door frame and a drape acting as a door.

You heard her cries as the two did whatever first aid they could to help her.

Your home was just big enough for you. It had a couch, table, two chairs and a bed. The kitchen and bathroom were the only things not in this main room. Four people made the quaint wood cottage feel compact.

So much of what was happening flew over your head. Firstly, why was Illya hiding out in the Russian countryside? Secondly, why was Illya with an American? Thirdly, how had he got so much more attractive in the course of a year?

The sounds die down after a bit. You hear the occasional creak of the floor and shuffling on the other side of the drape. The heavy footsteps identify the person pulling back the drape to the kitchen before you can even see their shadowed figure through the sheer fabric. Illya, with bloody bandages, bringing them to the basin underneath your faucet to clean them.

His long expression tells you he’s no longer immediately worried, yet there is still no reason to celebrate.

“You’re in hiding?” You whisper as he begins to wash the cloth of their stains.

He nods, continuing to wash.

“But you can’t say any more than that.” you complete your thought. He looks at you with a look of true regret.

“I am sorry. This is very important. Otherwise, I would never put you in danger.” His jaw clenches, a tell-tale sign he is angry with himself and with what he cannot do. You stand up next to him at the basin. Your hand goes up to frame his face.

“I know, don’t worry about it, Illyusha.” you say sweetly with a small smile. He should know by now you would always be there for him. He lets out a breath that you can see some of the tension disappear with into the air. You bring a hand to the base of his neck, pulling his head down towards yours to meet your foreheads.

"You will be safe here." You whisper.

He nods.

You two stay there for a moment before you hear the kitchen drape pull back once more. Going back to standing straight, you see the other man in the doorframe.

"Thank you for letting us in." The well-dressed American states in surprisingly good Russian.

“Of course.” You smile with a small bow of the head.

He strides closer, offering you his hand. “Napoleon Solo.”

“Y/N L/N.” American or not, Illya trusted him.

“It’s a pleasure.” he gives a small smile, obviously also troubled by tonight's events, but not one to give up on formalities.

"You weren't followed?" You ask, facing Illya once again.

Illya looks to Napoleon.

"Not that we noticed. We had quite the head start." Napoleon states looking down to adjust the cuffs of his dress shirt.

"No car to hide?" You asked.

"Nope. We caught a ride on an unsuspecting freight train and then caught a ride on the back of a farm truck until about two miles away." Napoleon answers. You stand there still quite impressed with his Russian.

"Anyways, I came to get some water for Gaby." He continues.

You hurry and grab a glass from your shelf and fill it with water offering it to him. He nods as he goes back into the main room.

With Napoleon's absence the space between you and Illya grows quiet. Illya was always a man of few words unless prompted. Watching him continue to wash the bandages you begin to pull a pot from your cupboard.

"What are you doing?" He asks softly.

"You three must be starving. Who knows the last time you had any food? Let me make some stew."

Upon your answer the silence returns. Both of you busy with your respective tasks. Invested in your cooking, you fail to notice that the water had stopped running quite a while ago.

You pull out some bowls and meet the gaze of Illya, wondering just how long he had been staring at you.

"Again, thank you so much." He whispers. You shake your head.

"Of course, now go feed your friends." You extend two steaming bowls towards him.

Though undeniably a bit small for four people, your home seems much warmer with the added company. Illya tends to the fire in the stove as Napoleon alternates between feeding Gaby and himself stew. You take up residence at the table mindlessly staring at Illya concentrating on the crackling fire.

Gaby seems to drift to sleep after a few bites, so Napoleon comes to sit in the chair next to you at the table.

"So, how do you know Kuryakin?"

“We’ve always been good friends.” you say. "We grew up together." You look at the dark-haired man. He seems satisfied with this answer, continuing to eat. Also satisfied, Illya steps back from the stove watching it continue to burn. Finally, begins to eat his food. As happy as you are to see him, you're worried he isn't well from all of this stress. He definitely is not the same Illyusha that would merrily skip down the road in grade school.

“It’s getting late.” You state, seeing Illya’s head lull to the side as he holds his empty bowl. The two share a questioning look before you cut them off.

“Gaby needs a proper rest. She can sleep in my bed. I’ll bring all the blankets I can to make the floor and couch comfortable for you two.”

“What about you?” Illya questions.

“I can sleep in the rafters of the barn.” Sure, it wasn’t the most pleasant place to sleep, but it would be alright temporarily. But Illya's eyebrows snap together in distain.

“No, that is too cold. You cannot possibly.” he says giving you a look of pure disbelief.

“I didn’t ask you, Illyusha.” You retort giving him an equally questioning look.

You hear Napoleon snort as he picks up Gaby and gently sets her in your bed. As he gets here settled, you pull every blanket you own out from under your bed and attempt to make a decent place to sleep on the couch as well as the floor towards the stove. As for Illya, he simply stands there, you're not quite sure why.

When you are satisfied with your work, you help Napoleon dress Gaby in some of your clothes, much comfier and cleaner than her current outfit. Once done, you take one sheet and one quilt as you gather your coat and plan to head out towards the barn.

"Alright, I will see you all in the morning. In the case its needed, there's a rifle secured to the underside of the bed." You note. You catch Napoleon's smile and nod. Illya does not react.

"Goodnight." You smile and shut the door behind you. The two men stand there in momentary silence, before, as always, Napoleon breaks it, in English.

“So that’s why you haven’t gotten laid since I met you.” He smirks. Illya is nowhere near as amused.

“Shut up.” He storms to the door following you, as he slips into his jacket.

“Your friend made it clear, peril.” Napoleon argues.

“I don’t care. Couch is yours. I am staying in the barn too.” He opens the door with a strong jerk, nearly ripping it from its rusted frame.

Taking a pitchfork, you flatten an area in the hay enough to give you a place to lay down.

“Make it a little wider.” You hear him request in Russian.

“Illya, please.” Undoubtedly, he was exhausted and needed to sleep in the warmth and quietness of the house, not in a drafty barn with odd smells, noisy animals and on a pile of hay nonetheless.

“There’s room for both of us up here. Besides, cowboy snores.” He smiles briefly.

“Alright.” you accept. In your experience it is easier to not argue more than once with Illya. You can tell by the look in his eye that this was now nonnegotiable. You continue to hollow out a side of the mound where you two can rest comfortably. Taking an old sheet, you lay it down on top. He sits down first as you slide down next to him pulling over a quilt on top. With his tall stature, he barely fits in the quilt, but it’s all you brought for yourself, so you would have to make do. He certainly doesn't seem to mind as he pulls you under his arm and closer to him. You're practically in his lap. That's one way to fit under the quilt.

The silence is too loud. The quiet interjections of breathing and shifting in the hay bring some relief to the silence.

“Thank you again for letting us stay here.” He mumbles.

“You’re always welcomed here Ilyusha." you look up to him and see the look of concern on his face as he stares at the wooden barn wall.

"Wish it could have been a less dire circumstance for you to finally visit me though." you smirk leaning your head into the crook of his shoulder.

He chuckles, "I meant to, KGB business never ends." And this is a reasonable answer, still unfortunate in your mind. A small gust of air seems to seep through the siding of the barn, sending a shill down your spine.

“Are you still cold?”

"Just a bit." You mention. He brings you in closer to where you were practically laying on his chest.

“You gave us shelter. The least I can do is keep you warm.” He smiles, kissing the top of your head.

The silence returns but seems much safer and less awkward. You were about to drift to sleep when a thought pops in your head.

“You recognized my Babushka's sewing box.” You state. Without hesitation earlier, he knew the exact place to find a needle and thread. Sure, it was a family heirloom you treasured, but how had he remembered that?

“Somehow I remembered the fabric.” He replies, eyes closed. "It was the same one you were holding when you stood at my door when she passed.”

Of course he recognized it. It was what you were holding the day you showed up on his doorstep crying hours after your Babushka had passed. You cannot even imagine how pathetic you must have looked, but Illya never described it. He simply brought you in and let you fall apart in the safety of his arms. That was years ago at least two years before he joined the KBG. Truthfully, after losing your Babushka and then Illya, you had no reason to stay in the city. Finally, two years ago you made a decision. That is when you chose to escape to the countryside where you made the rules, and the government had a little less worry for your doings. You informed Illya by letter of your new homestead but did not receive a reply back. He obviously did read your letter.

In the morning you woke up stiff. Illya was nice, but still you were quite unrested after sleeping on a pile of hay but it would have been worse if you hadn't been practically sleeping on top of Illya. As you rise up from the hay Illya begins to stir. Slowly he recuperates enough to look up to you, a small smile on his face, nothing out of his limited emotional palate, but enough to make you smile back at him.

The three of them stayed in your home for three more days. Gaby grew stronger and the men rested as well. With this added time, you had a chance to actually meet Gaby as Illya and Napoleon attempted to figure out their next move. They wanted to head towards South-Western Europe. You were able to get them a ride from a trusted neighbor into the forest at the base of the nearby mountains.

"Ok, Daniil will take you to the edge of the forest and from there you should be able to catch the morning cargo train back towards the west." You state, helping Gaby stabilize herself as she steadied herself on her feet for the first time in days. Napoleon took her arm as he helped her outside.

"Thank you, Y/N." the American says before walking outside with the woman who also gives her regards. You smile and wave at them. That leaves just you and Illya in the home.

"Ok, there's food in your bag that isn't much, but it should keep you three satiated for a few days." You hand him the bag. He takes it and immediately lowers it unexpectedly.

"That is quite heavy."

"I filled your canteens with water." His look softens in gratitude appreciating the detail even he had forgotten. He lets the bag sit on the couch as he places his hands on your upper arms, looking down to you.

“I owe you. For all of this."

“Just,” you smiled stopping yourself to think, “stop by again sometime, with a little less worry. Ok?"

“On my own?” He asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Preferably.” You smile with a small laugh.

With that you get a rare, yet classic Illya smile. Not a small one, but a full toothy grin. You see a glimpse of the boy you had known your entire life. Picking up his bag once more and slinging it over his shoulder, he heads to the door. You follow behind him.

He looks at his companions loading onto Daniil's truck. You peer out there from behind him. After a few moments you wonder why he hasn't moved.

He looks down at you, a bit desperate.

"Illyusha?"

He brings a hand to the base of your neck and pulls you into a kiss. The first kiss you two have ever shared. Much overdue, but truly intimate, and everything you imagined kissing him would be like. It seemed like the world slowed down for a brief while to let you enjoy this moment you had dreamed of since secondary school.

"I will come back to you." he smiled brightly again, but promptly turning his back to you to head out the door.

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[writingruna]

Hii, can I get an imagine for illya, numbers, (you decided which ones), #16 "you're getting crumbs all over my bed" and number 1, thank u❤

Napoleon lounged on the bed, picking at the food that sat on the nightstand beside him and staring at the bulletin board you had set up after Waverly had called you back from the gala. You leaned against the table near the board, having eaten in the hour you waited for them. Illya sat in a chair beside you, his hand resting on your knee and tracing circles as he ate. "I thought the daughter wasn't involved?" Napoleon asked.

"You are getting crumbs all over our bed, Cowboy," Illya said, this thumb momentarily stopping it's motion.

Ignoring your husband, you answered Napoleon's question. "Waverly thought so as well, but her signature is on all the approval forms. The signatures aren't identical, which means it's not a stamp, and they're definitely authentic. It's possible she isn't aware of what she's signing for, but I highly doubt it."

"All the forms?" Napoleon asked, sitting up straight and throwing his feet off the side of the bed. "You're sure?"

"Every one," you answered. Napoleon stood up suddenly, walking from the room without a word.

You rolled your eyes as the door closed, letting Illya pull you from the table and onto his lap. "I hate when he does that," you said, shaking your head in frustration. "Rushing away in a huff without telling us where he's off to. It's starting to get annoying and one of these days it's going to get all three of us into trouble."

"It is not all bad," he said, and you hummed in pleasure when he pressed a soft kiss just below your ear. "It gives me time to tell you how beautiful you look tonight."

"Oh?" you asked, shifting on his lap until you could kiss him softly. "You think I look beautiful?"

Illya chuckled, standing up with you in his arms. "You are always beautiful, but tonight even more so. Waverly sent you away because I could not keep my eyes from you."

[randomfandomimagine]

Prompt for Illya from TMFU from list 2 #34 "Are you cold? Come here." Plz & ty

Thanks for requesting, sweetie, I hope you like it!! Here’s some cute tough guy Illya actually being a softie :D

Illya Kuryakin x Gender Neutral Reader

The mission was going as planned. The target was in sight, and you and Illya were in your positions. Everything was like you expected, except for the cold.

You didn’t take in consideration that the mission was going to be outside and in the middle of the night. Being too focused on what you would be doing, you hadn’t realized you should have brought a jacket.

“What’s the matter?” Illya, your partner in crime, was staring at you. Honestly, you were probably quite the sight, pacing and shivering as you were.

“N-Nothing” You tried to hide the problem, but it was hard to pretend like your teeth weren’t chattering or like you could barely feel your hands.

“Are you cold?” Illya reached out to touch your arm. When he felt how cold your skin was, he frowned and pushed you against him. “Come here”

You had no time to complain or squirm as he pressed you against his chest and trapped you with his arms. As soon as you felt his comforting warmth, you knew you didn’t really want to complain.

“What are... you d-doing?” You still asked, surprised that he would embrace you like that.

“It will help our cover” He gravely said, keeping his eyes on the target. “We are but two lovers snuggling” 

“Is that the only reason that you’re hugging me?” 

“You won’t be of any help if you’re too cold to move either”

“So you’re not worried about me then?” 

You peered up at him, finding a surprisingly concerned and tender expression in his features. His piercing blue eyes watched you attentively. Still, Illya shook his head, quickly averting his gaze once again.

“R-Really?” You nuzzled his chest, trying to gather as much body heat as possible. “Because your heart is racing” 

Illya paused, noticing your hand pressed against his chest. He went to squeeze it, but ultimately retrievedf his hand.

“Quiet” He resolved to say. “Focus on the mission” 

You were about to reply, but you violently shuddered when a cold shiver traveled up your spine. Illya’s arms immediately tightened around you, and he put his chin on your head as he pushed you further into his chest.

“Do you need my jacket?” He asked, now rubbing his hands up and down your back.

“I thought y-you didn’t care” You chuckled, patting your hand over his heart.

Illya didn’t reply, only moving your hand off his chest. You smiled to yourself, knowing him well enough to realize how much he was struggling to hide his concern for your wellbeing.

“The target is moving” Illya finally said after a small pause.

“How convenient” You muttered, reluctantly pulling away.

You were about to thank him when you felt a soft weight on your shoulders. When you turned to him, he was already going after the target.

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[bonniebird]

Illya x Reader

Requested by @skellyagogo

Christmas 2020 Masterlist

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Christmas Prompt List

Illya and Napoleon had been assigned to protect you. Napoleon had gone off to follow a lead while you had been left alone in the garment watching the snow storm that had ripped up outside. 

Illya sat silently, playing chess again. You watched the snow fall harder and rise higher. Soon the small balcony outside the window was so high it started to build up and block the window. “Illya? Shouldn’t you check with someone about the snow? It’s pretty bad and…”

“This is nothing. Just a bit of snow.” He muttered to you. He didn’t look up until the phone rang. He glanced at you then left for the other room.

“We’re snowed in…” He said when he came back.

“Like. Stuck here? But we’re supposed to keep moving. I thought you were supposed to keep me safe from being kidnapped. How are you going to keep me safe if I’m stuck?”

“If we are stuck then nothing can get in.”

“I don’t like that logic.” You muttered to him and he sighed.

“The American says you should be taught to defend yourself. Perhaps he is right.” Illya muttered. 

“Yes! Let's do that!” You said quickly and he sighed. When you playfully punched him he sighed again before correcting how you’d struck out at him. Practising defending yourself had sounded better when Napoleon had offered. Illya took it so seriously that by the time he decided to stop for dinner you were exhausted and had forgotten all about the snow that was still falling and almost didn’t finish your meal. 

“We’ll probably have to move rooms every few days until it’s clear enough for us to leave.” Illya said. He glanced at you to see why you hadn’t answered and realised you were asleep. Rather than leave you on the sofa he picked you up. He set you in your bed, pulling the covers around you before heading back to his chess game.

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Hello! Can I get MCU, The Hobbit, and The Man From U.N.C.L.E. ship? 💚

Appearance: She/her. 179,5cm tall, rectangle body shape. Fair skin complexion with quite a few birthmarks. Dyed brown with honey-red highlights, shoulder-length, straight hair with bangs. The left eye is a mix of two colors – a smaller portion of (darker) greyish-blue and a larger portion of hazel; while the right eye is just a (lighter) greyish-blue. Heptagon face shape with two dimples on the left cheek and one on the right cheek (only visible while smiling). A gap between the upper front teeth.

Personality (good and bad traits): Ever since I was a kid, I was always quite mature for my age – I identify myself as an old soul. I come off as polite and well-mannered to strangers, yet I tend to keep it to myself by being reserved. But, that’s because I have social anxiety and I’m nervous and shy when meeting/talking to people. The only people I’m comfortable with being with my inner circle – closest friends and family. I am usually more “open” with my friends than with my family. With my friends I can be my “truest-self” – I smile more, I laugh more, I feel more accepted and understood. I am the mom and the fashionista of the group. Don’t get me wrong, I am fiercely protective of my family, especially of my mother and younger sister. But, lately, I’ve been feeling like the “black sheep” of the family, Cinderella who’s been taken advantage of. I express my affection for the people I care about in little, but practical, ways. I can be a little stiff when it comes to open, gushy displays of affection. Others turn to me for help and advice. I’m kind-hearted and generous, always ready to help a person in need. Always have been motherly towards children. Very awkward at keeping small talk (usually with people that I’m not that close with). Absolutely, hate speaking in front of a public, and if I do, because of my nervousness, I tend to mess up my words and/or I practice whatever I’m about to say in my head at first. I appreciate the simplicity and am often most comfortable when I’m not getting too much attention from the world. I am sensitive – both to criticism and to others’ feelings (I sponge up the feelings and moods of people and the environment around me). Have a hard time saying no or expressing my true thoughts, feelings. I get influenced by other people’s opinions/thoughts quite hard (I take everything to the heart), that is why I tend to keep a lot to myself (may come off as a little bit tense, secretive, mysterious). I avoid the harsh reality by daydreaming (almost every day) – imagining myself in situations far from my current circumstances. Sort of like a self-escape. I worry a lot and overthink almost everything. I am easily distracted and my attention span can be quite short. I have an internal struggle between my needs and wants. I can lack focus and be indecisive as a result – when I decide on one route, I am pulled in another direction at the same time (“But what if…”, “on the other hand...”). That is why I’m having a bit of a struggle with deciding what I want to do in the future (career-wise). I am easily overwhelmed by pressure and stress. There is a self-destructive side to me (self-critical, lack of self-confidence) that I’m working on by confronting my fears (coming out of my shell). Don’t like taking pictures, or other people taking pictures of me. I feel most content when I’ve straightened out all the details of everyday life. I have a routine, that I follow by mostly every day, and if something small changes in that routine, I start to have a small internal anxiety attack. Also, I like to do things my own way, like, when it comes to cleaning the house or organizing stuff, etc. I get triggered even if people don’t do the laundry the way I do. I guess you could describe me as a perfectionist, clean/control freak. In triggering situations I can be impulsive, spontaneous, quick to act. Quick flare-ups of anger/annoyance when being provoked on my patience. Even when I’m feeling low, I manage to find humor in life and have fun with whatever I do have. Although I tend to bottle things up, I am an emotional person and my emotions are genuine – I love and care deeply and passionately and wish no ill will upon anyone, yet it hards for me to imagine someone falling in love with me or just liking me.

Hobbies, likes: My hobbies are cleaning, writing (re-writing song lyrics, making small notes, writing stories), listening to any type of music, catching up on my favorite films and TV shows, hanging out with friends, going to the cinema, or the club, being out in nature, reading, traveling. I like history, cooking, fashion magazines (or fashion in general), road trips, spirituality, mythology, books, orange juice, previous decades, cottage-core, dark academia.

Overall: Hufflepuff. INFP-T. Bi-sexual. Pisces-Aries cusp sign. “Looks like could kill you, but is actually a cinnamon roll.” A feminist, support LGBTQ+ community. That’s it, thank you!

hey @pataim ! thanks so much for sending in your request, and thank you so much for your honesty about yourself. like it takes a lot to air yourself out like that, and I admire your strength for it. but also fINALLY a 'Man from U.N.C.L.E' ship! I love that movie and attempt Illya's accent all the time, so this will be fun :)

For the MCU/Marvel - I ship you with Steve Rogers/Captain America ! 

no one can tell me that Steve doesn’t have a set routine honestly, so let me just get that out there 

he seems intimidating at first, esp as a public figure and Avenger, but Steve is nothing but passionate about what he does. so it may clash w your lack of direction, but I could honestly see him envying that a lil bit, like it’s not that you don’t have direction, it’s the fact that you still have a choice in the matter. 

your love of history put you in a museum, here you bumped into Steve in a horrible disguise. he struck up the conversation first, and once you got past the whole “holy crap that’s Captain America”, you could actually engage with him in the material and boi was he smitten 

he would love to join you when your rewatched your fave things, bc not only is he catching up on more media he missed out on, he’s also getting to know your interests in a way that’s comfortable with you. it avoids all the small talk, but leaves room for discussion after the film/show ! 

since you tend to sponge up a lot of what other people believe, it’s totally Steve who actually tries to question what you think and what you feel about things. he’s someone who encourages you to have your own opinions and to stay true to those thoughts. so while with him, you can rely on him to learn about yourself, you also gain skills for independence

overall, Steve is super patient, and despite his chaotic job as Cap, he takes comfort in his routine, and would find comfort incorporating a partner’s routine into his life. and as you grow in a relationship with him, he’s patient about teaching you how to be your own person, and helping you learn more about yourself. and while it’s uncomfortable, you grow stronger throughout being with him :) 

For The Hobbit - I ship you with Bilbo Baggins !

Bilbo is the definition of introvert, and you're right there with him

not that introversion is ever a bad thing, bc it isn't. but Bilbo is quite content to sit in his little hobbit hole and vibe. like Gandalf had to come find him, ya know. dude disappeared from his own bday.

but anyways. it's not that Bilbo lacks purpose, it's just that he's more content with a quieter life. and it seems like his quiet life would balance you out well! like the Shire is so so chill, and there doesn't really seem to be a lot of pressure on the hobbits to pick a profession. like they just genuinely do what needs to get done.

similarly, Bilbo is the type who seems a little bothered by mushy displays of affection. exhibit a: disappearing from his own bday. like he's much more the type to refill your tea when y'all are reading by the fireplace, which he would totally do w you

it will probs take you a little while to warm up to each, given just how introverted you both are. but when he explains that he has set ways of doing things, then if they're compatible w your ways of doing things, then it doesn't take you long to open up to him

like it'll be a little jarring, but he takes comfort in his routines too. and it'll be an event trying to incorporate both of your ways of life together, but he's willing to do it

overall, yours is a very quaint partnership, built on deep respect for one another. neither of you are going to push the other to do things you aren't into. and y'all just live your best lives together tbh :)

For The Man From U.N.C.L.E - I ship you with Illya Kuryakin !

I love my big Russian spy so much, so this is fun for me

so Illya is the epitome of reserved and generally quiet, so it might take a while to really break down his walls and talk to him. and he's not quite sure what to do with you once you join the team

but, he's playing his game of chess alone, and when you sit down and ask to play with him, he opens up a little more after that

if you're one who get sent out on mission with the team, get ready, bc sometimes those missions require a lot of improvising. but you'd probably be at whatever 'base' was, helping run operations from a more secure place. but Illya and Napoleon improvise a lot, leading to a lot of headaches for you and Waverly

Illya has small bursts of anger, but similar to Gaby, most times, you can intervene and he doesn't get violent. or when he does, he tries to make sure it isn't in front of you. but bc you care so deeply for him, you're there for him in the aftermath. and that's how you show your love for him.

by patching him up if he gets cut, by talking him down when he's angry. and just generally trying to take care of him. and he totally does the same for you, especially if you get sent out into the field

and much to Illya's dismay, Solo doesn't refrain form making jokes about you. but if you can take them in stride, then Solo welcomes you into the team just as well :)

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