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Mr Waverly is concerned about the health of his agents. Illya and Napoleon often suffer from nightmares after missions but Illya now falls ill

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14632941

Night terrors

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Short Affair Challenge. 12 March 2018. Prompts: lounge, dark blue

A new agent, not yet Survival-School trained, arrives and learns what a real spy is.

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An innocent rejects one, but not the other
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Illya falls in love. It can't last, and Napoleon can only watch and hope for the best.
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Even with the Great Episode Challenge on pause, there’s a temptation to pursue episode-related stories. The references are to The Birds and Bees Affair, The Bridge of Lions Affair, The Moonglow Affair, The Foreign Legion Affair, and the Nowhere Affair.

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Short Affair challenge 18 December (Short. Pink)

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Put to the test

Unlike his partner, it wasn’t in Illya to charm anyone into doing something they didn’t want to do, and he couldn’t flirt to save his life. He had all the other essential attributes of a top UNCLE agent; more than anyone else, in fact, and if anyone said, “You’re good at… or wow, you can …” he would often reply, “Of course.” There was no denying it, this sounded arrogant and was very annoying. In fact, it wasn’t arrogance (though it was annoying), he was merely agreeing because it was true. He had no false modesty, and likewise no shame when it came to things he couldn’t do. Apart from that, he was self-effacing, as properly befits a spy, and he had no nerves to speak of.

Napoleon, on the other hand, was anything but self-effacing, had considerable nerve, particularly with women; and he had enormous personal charm. People respected, even admired, Illya, but both respected and liked Napoleon – a state of affairs which suited them both, and, because they didn’t generally feel the need to compete, also made them an effective partnership.

Naturally these attributes were put to the test at different times, often to different effect.

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Short Affair challenge 9 October (Shirt. Yellow). Early days 3

There’s giving, and there’s taking

The little Russian bear receives an unexpected gift on the eve of departure for Berlin – and learns a terrible truth when he arrives.

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Napoleon watched his soon-to-be former partner staring at his desk, deep in thought. He wondered what was going through his mind.

“What time’s your flight to Berlin tomorrow?” he asked.

“About 9.00, I think,” Illya replied, “and it is to Frankfurt. Then we have to take the train because of the danger from...” he stopped.

He didn’t need to say more. The chief of the Berlin Station had insisted on their meeting in Frankfurt because the Russians threatened to shoot down any plane travelling through the central air corridor into Berlin if they considered it to be off the narrow flight path. They had already shot at and badly damaged one passenger plane. So, it would have to be the train, a very, very slow journey across the expanse of dull, flat lands between the two cities.

“I’ll take you to the airport.”

Illya looked up, “You don’t have to do that,” he said.

“No, but I will. I’m going home now, but I’ll be here at 7.00.” He smiled at the look of youthful surprise on Illya’s face. “It’s what friends are for,” he said. Illya flushed, unused to friendly gestures, and Napoleon felt even worse about his part in getting him into this situation. He rose, went over and clasped a thin shoulder, “See you in the morning, partner,” he said, and left.

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Sequel to The reluctant partygoer

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Appearances can be very misleading

“Mr Kuryakin is very late,” said the Old Man sternly, looking up at his delinquent agent’s partner.

“Yes, I can’t understand it sir,” said Napoleon. “He was all right last night when he went home – said he had a date.”

“A date? Mr Kuryakin?”

“Even he sometimes likes to have fun.”

Waverley snorted. “I’ll soon give him fun,” he said, and picked up his microphone.

There was no response. “Having fun, with his communicator switched off. Against all the rules,” and he snorted again. “Go and find him.”( Read more... )

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/11828205

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Not something to get het up about. Honestly it's not.

http://hypatia-66.livejournal.com/1810.html

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A meeting. A little sequel to "Farewells"
http://mfu-map-room.livejournal.com/50376.html

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I don't normally go for hc, but I enjoy

mrua7 's Better To Light A Candle Than To Curse The Darkness , a fic which should please anyone with the slightest taste for Napoleon/April.

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The prompt is HERE

The Year of the Cat by Al Stewart

The previous chapters:
April Daze
In With A Bang, Out With A Whimper
House of Monkeys
Moving In
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Sorting Remnants

At the far end of the space that was serving as Illya and April’s new ‘home’ was the promised work space. It had the only wall in the entire flat, separating it from the living space. Inside were two sewing machines and one large cutting table. One wall was upholstered and served as an oversized bulletin board. Illya had already placed some of his sketches on that wall, and as he examined them once more he was satisfied that he was capturing some of the new Mod attitude so prevalent in British fashion.

A cat had wandered into the flat in the early morning as Illya opened the door to collect a bottle of milk left on the small stoop. He spoke to it in endearing tones, eliciting a small mewing sound from the ebony colored feline.

Illya thought that April was a bit like a cat; lithe and playful. A sigh of resignation from the faux designer was not heard by anyone save the cat, who rubbed affectionately against the man’s legs as she begged for a morning meal.

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The Moroccan street that Illya was walking down reminded him of a scene from the movie that took its name from the city. In fact, except for being in color, it seemed as if it could have been lifted from that Bogart classic. He heard a noise and turned, temporarily blinded by the sun in his eyes.

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I've finally posted the last (as in most recent) story in the Vanya series, C'est La Vie. The entire series is on AO3, and this link takes you to the index of these stories.
Here is the opening for C'est la Vie.
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( it's a tease... )

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I wrote this a couple of years ago while chatting on the (now) seldom used mfufans.net. It evolved and after cleaning it up a bit I got very brave and posted it. It's in the mfu_map_room today so please take a walk on the beach and see what you find there.
Warning: imagery
A Little Mischief

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Napoleon teaches April a lesson in assertiveness. Het, and a little sexy but not too much.

Ties That Bind
Somewhere in the Caribbean. Early November, 1967.

The seaside cottage was nestled on the edge of a rainforest, far from even the trickle of off-season tourists. Everything about it was perfect: tropical breezes and private beaches. Eighty-degree days and seventy-degree nights. And best of all, no cars, no people, no disturbances from the outside world — not even a telephone.

Island hideaways don’t come much better than this, April Dancer reflected as she stood on the cottage’s covered veranda. But then, Napoleon really needed a vacation, if only this short one. The month before, he’d been falsely accused and brutally interrogated by one of their own people. More recently, he’d been stalked by a madman and mauled by the madman’s leopard. The autumn had been rough one, to say the least.

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A couple of years ago there was a discussion on

mfu_canteen about what the each of guys might collect and

bluemeanybeany mentioned cufflinks for Napoleon. This set my mind off on a story tangent and the result was the following tale, which has remained one of my very favorites of any I have written:

Name: LINKS OF PASSAGE
Genre: GEN / Mild HET
Rating: R (because of the one het sex scene)
Warning: Adult Situations (contains one scene of mildly explicit het sex)
Word Count: approx 14,900
Timeline: Spring 1974 with flashbacks from 1936 to 1969
Summary: Napoleon owns dozens of pairs of cufflinks. Is there more to the collection than meets the eye?

NOTE: The link above is to the PDF version on my website. I think that is the best way to read this story since you can view my interpretative pics of each set of cufflinks used in the tale there. But for those who prefer a straight HTML link: here is the story on fanfiction.dot.net.

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The prompt: The Eagles song: Witchy Woman. Warning: just a hint of mild het. (very little)

It was the night of Halloween that found our brave U.N.C.L.E. agents, Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin stuck in a small town somewhere in Massachusetts.

Of course it was pouring like cats and dogs, and the cracks of thunder were so loud they sounded like artillery to Illya, sadly reminding him of the assault on Kyiv during the war when he was but a child.

Before exiting the car, Napoleon reported their situation to headquarters, stating the weather had turned so bad it was forcing them to stop until it cleared up. The partners exited the car, running between the raindrops, as Napoleon's Aunt Amy used to say, and headed to the closest refuge, an establishment called, Upton Tavern. It was a simple building, two story with a weather-worn sign in front showing and old style coach and four.

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Charm is the quality in others that makes us more satisfied with ourselves.
Henri Frederic Amiel
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I was inspired to present two stories for this challenge, one each for Napoleon and Illya. First is the Napoleon story.

Pleasing In Every Way

Napoleon Solo scanned the room, his eyes landing on the hostess of this grand spectacle. Camilla Van Doren Wilde was reigning over the festivities much as a woman might who wielded great power, and to a degree she did have some, if knowledge were to be considered power. The real power in this room belonged to her husband, Sir Richard Langley Wilde, however, and he was a member of THRUSH.

( deux pour vous... )

glennagirl.livejournal.com

Originally posted by

glennagirl at Nadine

“ Ah, the lovely Nadine.’ A raised eyebrow let Napoleon know that his secretive partner was not amused. “That’s quite a coup, my friend. How on earth did you persuade that intoxicatingly beautiful woman to go out with you?” Now Illya was amused. The walls of UNCLE Headquarters shielded him only slightly from the constant needling his partner produced whenever the seemingly obtuse Russian abandoned his higher standards (or at least let them lapse), and dated one of the female personnel.

“I assure you, the lady did not need much persuasion. She seemed very much inclined to the idea some time before I actually posed the question.” Napoleon had no doubt about that, his partner was considered a prime catch among UNCLE’s female staff, a source of habitual consternation to the formerly reigning king of such. When the blond Russian arrived, it seemed all the standards had changed.

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