Posts by - ILLYA K.

//tRACKING SO HARD UNTIL I CAN POST OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

Illya woke up to the voice, his head pounding. Oh, God, where was he? Squinting his eyes up at the tawny figure who stood over him, the frowned, everything coming back to him. Well crap. He had been captured; and quite easily, which made him mad. Now, his vision was clear, and he found himself looking at the person who captured him. Growling, he snapped at Duchess. "What do you want from me, devushka (girl)?" Noticing he was tied up, he tried to squirm out of it, but her poking his side didn't help.

//retro to capture, which just happened rip

Illya had just closed the door to his hut behind him when he heard Kageyama's call for him. Frozen, his ears perked, he snapped out of his daze. What was she calling him for? Running over as fast as he could, he skid to a stop when he saw why he had been called.

It was her. The one he thought had gone missing. The one he loved. Rhea.

Running over to her as fast as he could, the Russian couldn't help but smile- a genuine smile. Giving her a big hug, which he hoped he hadn't squeezed the living daylights out of her since he was so much bigger, Illya was stunned. He didn't know what to say, until the questions started flowing. "Rhea, where have you been? I thought you were missing! Are you alright?"

The day felt somewhat different than the rest of the days in BlizzardClan. Though it was normally quiet, it seemed to be hushed, like God has sucked all the wind out of the atmosphere. The clouds were gray, but there was no rain, or lightning, or any sign of a storm coming. In one area by the bushes, close to the border, there was an area that seemed disturbed- like someone had been fighting there. Claw marks had been drawn into the ground, torn up grass scattered across the area. The heavy scent of BlizzardClan and another group lingered there, and it was frightening. And the other group wasn't friendly, not one bit. So it only meant one thing. Illya had been captured by The Exiles.

Illya didn't mean to hesitate, but he did. Of course, he'd always love her, no matter what. But he just didn't know if that boy was faking anything. For all he knew, Crank could be another Paperfeelings. Forcing a grin, he nuzzled her to hide it. "Of course I'll always love you, even if you hang out wiz him. You just know how I'm worried about him being another... Paperfeelings."

//retro to capture

Illya perked his ears at Corrupted, nodding to them. "Yes, I am. Illya Kuryakin, pleasure." He said, a close smile on his face. His gaze traveled to Anakin for a moment, who he remembered meeting before, before turning to Desmond. Nodding towards the leader, he smiled. "Good to see you, Desmond. BlizzardClan is well, how is RiverClan?"

//retro to capture

Illya hadn't really noticed he was squeezing her too tight until she mentioned it. Blushing slightly, he let go a bit so she was able to breathe before they parted. Clearing his throat, he growled softly at JW in a joking manner. "Hey, I am not the one who is old, dedushka (grandfather)." The Russian commented before turning to Rhea and Pris. Wincing slightly when she mentioned the eyepatch, flashbacks of that day came back and he closed his eyes for a moment in order to get the sound of him snapping Paperfeelings' neck out of his head.

Opening his eyes as Pris started talking about happier things, he forced a soft smile. "I took few pictures for you for when you came back." He had taken one every day until he really thought the female had gone missing, which was a couple weeks ago, maybe.

Illya listened quietly, tapping a paw on the ground as he thought. Could he trust this boy? He honestly sounded too good to be true. Frowning, he finally spoke up. "Alright, fine. You may hang out wiz him. But, I have to meet him." The Russian added, his frown increasing slightly.

Then he saw her looking at his watch. Covering it up with his other paw (and trying not to make it seem too obvious), he looked away, thoughts of his childhood flooding back into him. God, why did everything have to come back when he was with Pris? Why did it have to come back in general?

//retro to capture

Illya walked in a lame track post, seating himself next to JW.

//I'm going on a family trip for a week starting tomorrow, so I may be inactive!

Illya growled at Alcibiades, but held his tongue. His soul? Well, that wasn't the best thing to take from him. His money? He didn't have any, left it all at KGB. That was kind of stupid of him. He spent most of the money he had brought with him, and only had a few hundred left at home. But he couldn't tell if this guy was serious or not, because Illya could never tell a joke from a threat.

using siggie and a template!

*:･ﾟ✦  rhea s.

//retro to capture & I just had to make a private thread they're too cute. I have to have him ask Rhea to be his girlfriend soon <3

Illya was different now that Rhea was back. He was still his grumpy and isolated self, but he just didn't seem so... Depressed. Before, he had a sullen look to his face, bags under his eyes, and almost like he wasn't taking care of himself much. But, he was different now, back to his old self. Padding over to her hut, he knocked on her door lightly, a bouquet of flowers in a paw. "Rhea? Are you home?"

"SPEECH."

*:･ﾟ✦ //ayee, np! I've been wanting to do it forever, lol. should we do that private AU we were talking about a while ago?

//lol, he would be confused himself, like he'd be like "how does she not know what a boyfriend is, like 2 month olds know what a bf is excuse me"

//should I have him ask her to be her boyfriend here, and we could make it public after or something?

//pfft I'm trying to make gifs and idk how (I don't have photoshop either, which sucks) and I'm becoming annoyed bc the wifi here is so slow

Illya smiled softly when Rhea opened the door, hearing the music that she was listening to come form the crack in the door. He noticed that she was handing him a piece of picture- no, the picture that he had asked her to sign that one time- when she noticed the flowers. Blushing, he cast his gaze to the ground. He hadn't heard the nickname "Illie" in a very long time. Handing her the flowers, he looked up at the female, smiling. "I'm glad you like them, zvezda (star)." While she was gone, he had been thinking of some type of nickname for her, but really only came up with "star." He'd hopefully come up with more later.

Taking a look at the picture she had signed for him, he smirked. He loved that picture. It was the first one he had taken of her, and he just loved it so much. Chuckling softly, he looked inside. "May I come in? I have something planned for us later on in the day."

"SPEECH."

*:･ﾟ✦ //if you don't mind making it, sure!

//lol yup, he would

//alright! I'll change it to be like "private for now" I guess lol

//same lol

//and that post wasn't crappy because like... look at mine xD. I have low muse today, rip

Illya smiled at Rhea, snickering softly. She had seemed to be in her own little world for a while, but finally answered. Walking in, he set the picture down so he wasn't holding on to it the whole time, turning to her as he grinned. "No, you can't. It is surprise." The Russian went over to her, raising an imaginary eyebrow. "You'll know soon enough." He grinned, chuckling.

*:･ﾟ✦//retro to capture & sorry if this is in the wrong place!

SWEETOPHELIA.  

Illya had been padding around the camp, thinking quietly to himself. He was thinking about how he was now a Paladin Trainee, and all the responsibilities he now held, along with being a father (which he wasn't very good at anyways). The Russian didn't really know Sweetophelia either, which bothered him slightly. He wanted to know the female, so he felt better about his new rank, and just to get to know her. Pacing inside of the camp, he was thinking to himself for a few more minutes.

*:･ﾟ✦ //retro to capture

Illya had been falling a bit into inactivity lately, but he wasn't going to let that happen. Deciding to go around the border to see if there were any newcomers, he heard the voice coming from the stairs. Padding over with his normal scowl on his face, the wolfdog huffed. "Of course zis is where BlizzardClan is. Ze only place with floating islands." The Russian pointed out, frowning. "Illya Kuryakin, Paladin Trainee. Welcome to BlizzardClan."

*:･ﾟ✦ Illya woke up to the sounds of people getting ready for the morning. Groaning quietly, the Russian turned onto his side, rubbing his eyes. Being one of the most unpopular kids at Hogwarts due to his anger issues and how he got into fights with everyone, no one was there to wake him up or hang out with him. So, the teenager got ready by himself, fixing up his robe and walking down to the Great Hall. Taking a seat at the Gryffindor table, he tapped his fingers on the wood, glaring at anyone who passed by.