#gapollya

Napoleon made them take this picture lol

I organized these to this as much as I could (still recovering from wisdom teeth removal, so it's probably a bit messy) but if there's songs you think i should reorganize/add/remove, lmk! I'll gladly hear you out! ^-^

Good Luck, Babe! by Chappell Roan

You've Got The Love by Florence + The Machine

Little Lies - 2017 Remaster by Fleetwood Mac

Damage Gets Done (feat. Brandi Carlile) by Hoizer, Brandi Carlile

Two Birds by Regina Spektor

ocean eyes by Billie Eilish

rises the moon by Liana Flores

Neath the grove is a heart by Yaelokre

Lay All Your Love On Me by ABBA

Jolene by Dolly Parton

Everyday - Single Version by Buddy Holly

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight) by ABBA

The Other Side by Hugh Jackman, Zac Efron

Happy Together by The Turtles

House of Memories by Panic! At The Disco

Before I Knew It by Mason Ramsey

September by Earth, Wind, & Fire

WHERE IS MY HUSBAND by RAYE

No Good Deed - From "Wicked" Original Broadway Cast Recording/2003 by Stephen Schwartz, Idina Menzel, Stephen Oremus

Bad Romance by Lady Gaga

Complicated by Avril Lavigine

Inkpot Gods by The Amazing Devil

What Is This Feeling? - From "Wicked" Original Broadway Cast Recording/2003 by Stephen Schwartz, Kristin Chenoweth, Idina Menzel, Stephen Oremus

What We Live For by American Authors

Up on the Roof by The Drifters

Sh-Boom by The Chords

Soldier, Poet, King by Jacob Cook

Tags: Alternate Universe - Magic, Established Relationship, Introspection, Napoleon Solo Is Bad At Feelings, Napoleon Solo Has Trust Issues, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Illya Kuryakin, Hurt Gaby Teller, Polyamory, OT3

Notes: Helloooo, it's me, back again after ages LOL. Work has been eating away at my soul LOL. This has been sitting in my drafts for a while, I figured I might as well start by editing and publishing some already finished stuff. Hopefully I will manage to get back into actually writing too. Enjoy!

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Napoleon keeps his heart in a jar, safely tucked away in a pocket dimension only few could force open. It seemed like a sensible precaution, to tear out of his chest the only thing capable of killing him.

(Later, bound to an awful man by magic law, enslaved for years to come, he is all the more grateful for the insurance that he will, one way or another, walk away from this on his own two feet.)

He tells Illya and Gaby less than a year after Istanbul, when they coax him into a kiss and Gaby frowns as she lays a hand on his chest and feels nothing. She is more sensitive to vibrations than anyone else, and he can see the calculations in her eyes, the way she’s trying to match the stillness in his chest with the calmness of the emotions inside him.

(Illya, she told him once as they shared a late night drink and whispered lazy confessions, is never quiet, never still. Everything in him is constantly so much that she recoiled from his touch at first, rattled and overwhelmed. Now, she isn’t sure she could live without feeling the way he cares.)

“It’s not what you think,” Napoleon says, one hand raised in mock surrender and the other playing with Illya’s sleeve, because it’s the closest thing to clinging he will allow himself. Even without being able to feel his emotions the way Gaby can, the confusion radiates off Illya.

(“What am I like?” Napoleon asked once, curious and not in small part frightened. Empty, he was afraid she would say. It wouldn’t be an inaccurate assessment.

“Steady,” she said instead, leaning against his side.

Something fluttered in the empty cavity in his chest.)

“Oh really?” Gaby mocks, her eyes hardening. He can see the betrayal dawning on her, and he can only imagine that she’s thinking he’s some undead creature, smartly hiding his nature from them until he could feed on them.

“Really,” Napoleon says, as warmly as he can manage. Without a heart, emotions are supposed to be muted, present of course, but somewhat distant. He wonders what his fear would feel like then, since it’s eating away at his stomach now.

Under their unwavering gaze, he tells the truth.

(“I don’t understand,” Illya says later, when Gaby is asleep, tucked under his arm, and Napoleon’s head rests on his shoulder.

Napoleon snorts, and it’s just as fond as it is scared. “I know you don’t, Peril.” He can’t imagine Illya choosing to carry his heart anywhere other than on his sleeve. “It’s just for protection.”

“But you are safe now,” comes the answer, so genuine and almost hurt.

Napoleon smiles. “I know,” he says, and he means it. Yet, he does nothing but keep lying there.)

i've missed the last few sunday/wednesday tag games, and im happy to remember it this time! thanks for the tags, @justabigoldnerd and @pippinoftheshire. here's some old crippled spies angst:

Napoleon has bad days, and he has good days. Now, thanks to a lot of work and a healthy number of medications, he has more good days than bad. But that just means when he has a bad day, they’re really bad. Gaby has been trained by now to wake at any change in her husbands’ behavior, so when Napoleon starts convulsing, she jerks awake. On Napoleon’s other side, Illya wakes as well. The seizures are always terrifying, even after nearly a decade of them, because Gaby simply cannot do anything to help Napoleon. She just has to sit there as he convulses, praying to a god she doesn’t believe in that it will be over soon.

Fandom: The Man from UNCLE (2015 film)

Pairing(s): I think it was Illya/Napoleon/Gabby but I’m not 100% sure

Premise: The story was still set in the 1960s but the technology was way more advanced. Napoleon was either a robot or a cyborg. It was a long fic and/or had multiple chapters. I vaguely remember it ending with Illya getting hurt and having his hand/arm amputated. 

Cover by @justabigoldnerd. Another thanks for the beautiful, wonderful gift, Mawce!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Illya Kuryakin/Napoleon Solo/Gaby Teller, Illya Kuryakin/Napoleon Solo, Illya Kuryakin/Gaby Teller, Illya Kuryakin & Napoleon Solo & Gaby Teller Characters: Illya Kuryakin, Napoleon Solo, Gaby Teller Additional Tags: Illya Kuryakin Whump, Sickfic, Snowed In, Winter, Blizzards & Snowstorms, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, There Was Only One Bed, Angst with a Happy Ending, Snow and Ice, Almost Kiss, First Kiss

I feel inspired to talk about the end of the movie and our favorite spies' first mission as UNCLE. Caveat that these are all just my interpretations/headcanons, and aren't the only ones out there! I've been thinking about this recently because of Hard to be Soft, Tough to be Tender, which I set very early in their partnership. Namely, we get this moment, where they all look, as @heytheredeann always so accurately puts it, entirely victimized by the news that they have to keep working together:

Now this comes not long after this little moment, where Illya allows his fondness to slip out in that tiny smile, and then realizes what he's done and immediately hides behind his glass of Scotch.

They're having a moment here, one where they both let their shields down just a little, precisely BECAUSE they're sure they're never gonna see each other again. There is little risk in letting that fondness show, because the other person is unlikely to have a chance of exploiting that in the future. Then Waverly comes in and says surprise! We're keeping the team together! Which is frustrating to Napoleon and Illya especially because they were ready to go back to working alone and put this whole experiment and these feelings out of their minds. Now they're going to have to deal with them, or more likely shove them deep down where they can't be a problem, and I can see both of them initially closing themselves off again a bit more because of it.

By the end of Istandbul, though, I think we see some opening up, at least on Napoleon's part, in part because of the first of these two photos from the credits:

Obviously Napoleon and Gaby are getting along swimmingly by this point. I may prefer them as besties to romantic partners, but it's clear that they are relaxed and affectionate around each other. I guess you could argue maybe this was a cover for the mission, but the body language speaks for itself. Napoleon has a lot of masks, but for the first time he's letting little glimpses of himself show to his partners.

Now as for Illya's role in these shots: most of the credits photos don't really have a particular mood or feeling, by which I mean they're pretty much just standard covert shots, maybe taken by Waverly (except the one of him, obviously). But these two are so different. I headcanon that Illya took these photos, and probably he didn't intend anyone to see the negatives or prints but him. That one of Napoleon alone is so artistic and practically oozes longing. I can just imagine Illya seeing him there like that and thinking about how beautiful he looks, lit up by the sunset, and needing to capture it only for himself. I guess I see Illya as super conflicted by the end of this mission, maybe aware of his growing feelings and maybe not, and probably actively convincing himself that they're not those kind of feelings either way.

More about how the team relates to each other post-canon below the cut.