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son of ares, gravity sings for you as you transpire against everything forced into you.. A INDEPENDENT BLOG FOR ILLYA KURYAKIN FROM THE MAN FROM UNCLE. WRITTEN BY RED.

[avakian-kun]

[bewitchingmemes]

touch-starved starters!!

❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞

❝ could you play with my hair? ❞

❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞ 

❝ that feels nice. ❞

❝ i haven’t been hugged in years. ❞

❝ i never want to let go. ❞

❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞ 

❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞

❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞

❝ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me. ❞

❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞

❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞

❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞

❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞

❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞

❝ you were my first kiss. ❞

❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞

❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞

❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞

[theredpxril-blog]

Illya is very distrustful of people. He was a favored item in the ranks of the kgb from his strength to his body. Illya has always been used taken from the prisons he was quickly made into a kgb rat. His first handler thinking him a good plaything and therefore using him as both agent and man so that he could be fully satisfied. In a way he was playing a continuation of both his mother and fathers part. And so a lot of why he was so agressive with gabby and solo comes from them being free and safe in a way he never was rather then just country and alliance. Its why he joins uncle son quickly after their first mission.

[theredpxril-blog]

𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑. in creating art he measures some sort of control within himself. there is also the idea that in painitng he is creating something that is his, it might be of someone else but it has his energies and show him off to be something more than the brute of the squad.  

[killingyves]

                                       don’t you make me put you over my knee.

[bluestbirth]

Giovanni’s Room, James Baldwin.

[theredpxril-blog]

BOLD THE STATEMENTS THAT APPLY TO YOUR MUSE; ITALICIZE THEIR ASPIRATIONS.

𝐀𝐈𝐑 .   I have small hands • I love the night sky • I watch small animals and birds when I pass them by • I drink herbal tea • I wake to see dawn • The smell of dust is comforting • I’m valued for being wise • I prefer books to music • I meditate • I find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 .    I don’t have straight hair • I like to wear ripped jeans and overalls • I play an organized sport • I am not afraid of adventure • I love to talk to strangers • I always try new foods • I enjoy road trips • Summer is my favourite season • I love dogs • My radio is always playing

𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 .    I wear bracelets on my wrists • I love the bustle of the city • I have more than one set of piercings • I read poetry • I love the sound of a thunderstorm • I want to travel the world • I go to sleep past midnight most days • I love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs •I rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia • I see emotions in colors not words

𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 .    I wear glasses • I enjoy doing the laundry • I am a vegetarian or vegan • I have an excellent sense of time • My humor is very cheerful • I am a valued advisor to my friends• I believe in true love • I love the chill of mountain air • I’m always listening to music • I am highly trusted by the people in my life

𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 .   I go without makeup in my daily life • I make my own artwork • I keep on track of my tasks and time • I always know true north • I see beauty in everything • I can always smell flowers • I smile at everyone I pass by • I always fear history repeating itself • I have recovered from a mental disorder • I can love unconditionally

TAGGED BY :   @tellrr thank you :D TAGGING :  @traumeriin @trancetravler @droidhunt @fencetm @fuckingvictus @spidaeyaunt

[tmfudaily]

Team U.N.C.L.E.

[miranhas-art]

Summer Afternoons

[theredpxril-blog]

@tellrr

[tellrr-deactivated20190820]

❛       𝐒𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄      …   𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞     ?        ©

[theredpxril-blog]

tellrr‌:

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐚𝐲 :   this is bad .    how it churns up dread like a toxic sludge in her stomach ,  lining her insides ,  tainting her heart .   she feels like there’s an invisible hand wringing her lungs until she can’t breathe ,  with the way Illya stumbles into her ,  stumbles over his words .

this is bad .    his words echo .   and yet ,  she pulls on a brave face ,  guiding him with difficulty to the couch ,  where he can lie .        

❛    let’s see ,  and we can fix it .          I  can fix it .    ❜

can’t help but reach for his hand now ,  tentative fingers brushing against his ,  feather - light before pulling away .        ❛    you’ll be okay .    ❜

YOU      DESCEND      IN      SPEED      UPON      THE      FLOOR      ,      HALF      TURNED      UPON      YOURSELF      .                  ⌖      ________      “      you      can      do      this      gav…..            clean      the      wound,      and      then      go      sterilize      a      needle      and      thread.      “            your      breath      is      heavy            and      your      words      slurred,      you      shouldn’t      have      thought      this      small,      you      shouldn’t      have      thought      yourself      in      the      eyes      of      the      kgb      as      a      beast      over      a      man,      something      to      be      shamed      for      caring      about      yourself.            pain      was            drooping      down      the      fine      structure      of      your      face,      defeating      everything      you      had      held      inside      yourself.      you      didn’t      want      to      die,      no      matter      how      many      times      you      said      it      before.      

[theredpxril-blog]

GIVE ME SOME GABBY/NAPOLEON/ILLYA OT3 YOU LOSERS!!!

[theredpxril-blog]

ILLYA LIVES AND DIES FOR KINDNESS.  he acts well the the part of being a brute but that’s really because he can’t stand if kindness is offered up to him and then taken away, so he’d rather not have it at all. he doesn’t know the love of a mother, or the generosity of a father they were under  treason taken  from him and alongside that he was shipped out to the KGB  camps in which he was forced to harden or face extreme abuses. his family always a reminder of shame and so when he starts to fall in with solo and gabby the fact that solo has disc still makes him mad not only on the premise of it being kept secret but because it made it seem the friendship or more they had was a lie. 

[from-darkness]

If you cannot love me, I will die. Before you came, I wanted to die, I have told you many times. It is cruel to have made me want to live only to make my death more bloody.

James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room (via from-darkness)

[khwaab]

[theredpxril-blog]

tellrr‌:

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃 , 𝐘𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐘 .     she’s accustomed to this ,  to an emotional separation whilst physicality suggests otherwise .   accustomed to the push and pull of getting to know each other .    likes it ,  almost .   in that strange way one solves a puzzle ,  or spends far too long engrossed in a challenge only to succeed ,  finally ,  and shine .     she likes it .    head tilts ,  and Gavya scrutinises him ,  concern a temporary flicker across expression .    he seems fine .   he seems fine .                 ❛    ————   what can I do      ?    ❜

YOUR        EYES        OPEN        EVER        SO        SLIGHTLY        TO        SEE        HER.        ⌖                _______                                “        i        think        i        was        injured        .”        your        palm        goes        down        to        rest        upon        your        stomach        as        though        it        could        extinguish        the        loss        rippling        out        from        within        it.                ⌖                _______                                “        but        it        can’t        be        so        bad,        i        am        hercules        afterall                .”        you        try        to        match        her        with        humor        but        your        timbre        is        slurring        and        your        colliding        within        her,        gasping        for        air        and        uncertain        if        you’d        make        it        the        night.                ⌖                _______                                “        ………        this        is        …….        bad.”

[theredpxril-blog]

 YOU      STAND      DRIFTING      INSIDE      YOURSELF      .            there      is      an      error      in      the      foundation      ,      as      if      you’d      you’d      cut      into      yourself      a      silent      judgment      call      and      ferried      your      end      in      the      aftermath      of      it.      you      keep      a      smile      on      your      visage      but      the      glamour      fails      in      the      downward      loop      of      your      body.      you      are      like      ash.            a      vestige      of      fire      brought      to      drought      under      the      eyes      of      men      who      wanted      to      eat      your      divinity.      ⌖            _______      “      i      am      fine,      it's      only      a      few      more      minutes.”      you      mumble      on      shortened      breath.    ▫ ▬   @tellrr