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briefhottubcoffee · 7 months ago

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Hey so I love spyxfamily, yet I have some issues with the pacing lately. I miss The Forgers like crazy and I am desperate for more Yor content. I suppose that’s what I’m most worried about, she’s not getting fleshed out enough and being used to her full potential. She’s such an amazing character!

That said, I do have complete faith in Endos storytelling capabilities. He’s created a truly amazing story with compelling characters (side characters included) awesome world building, and both light and dark themes. I think, in pointing out the slow pacing and lack of the Forgers recently, we’ve forgotten all the awesome directions the story can take with all the different plot points Endo has set up at this juncture of the story.

I feel like, based on the narrative, the story is about to reach a big climax, a change in the status quo for the Forgers. Exciting things have happened, but nothing has truly changed the status quo, or the relationship dynamics between the main characters. Since we have reached 100 chapters, and the way the narrative is propelling upward, I think we are due for a big shift. Not the biggest, but a change for sure. Just remember all that’s been set up! Here are a few things I’m fairly confident is gonna happen soon to the Forger’s in the story:

Manga spoilers obviously!

- Twilight is going to continue to try to distance himself from the family, because of the Wheeler stuff, but he will be challenged on that and face a work vs family thing. This is a big theme of the series obviously, and it will take a lot to break down his walls. But it will happen.

- Twilight will learn something about Anya’s past. Most likely related to her knowledge of classical language. Perhaps her history with other families or where she is from. I doubt he’ll learn about her mind reading, that would be huge, but I’m honestly kinda hopeful he does because I don’t want Anya to have to hide anymore. Whatever he learns will affect him and hopefully bring him and his daughter closer in the end.

- This means we will finally get the Anya backstory Endo’s been hinting at for a while! Again, I expect this to lead up to a sweet family moment that brings them closer.

- A new Yor arc. We are truly due for one and I don’t think Endo is ignoring her purposefully. It just may take a while to set up because it will be a big climax of the story. Perhaps Garden lore. A big assassination that affects her character or the plot.

- Yor will get closer with Melinda and maybe find out what the heck is going on concerning her relationship with the other Desmond’s.

- As this happens I think Garden will come into play. I don’t think they like the Desmond pro war agenda. Yor may report her findings from Melinda to them or something. This would be a continuation into that one panel of the Shopkeeper when Yor brought up that Loid was interested in their politics. They will start questioning Yor’s husband as well.

- Damian will confirm Anya can read minds, but will keep her secret. Maybe Becky finds out as well. Dimitri will come into play somehow. I would love to see Damian stop bullying Anya so severely and truly start treating her like a friend, while still struggling with his crush.

- Some Authen’s chapters with some information on their backstory. Are they related to Anya’s mind reading stuff?

- We were recently introduced to Chloe! Yuri’s co-worker and potential romantic interest. I think we will see more of Yuri x Chloe. This will hopefully help him in his crazy obsession with Yor lol.

- Yuri maaay become more suspicious Loid is Twilight (a reach I think). He may also start to like Loid more! (an even bigger reach lol).

- BUT I do think Endo is setting up a funny chapter where Yuri has to stay over and Loid and Yor will have to share a bed! That’s been hinted at several times!

- I also think we are leading up to a big moment between Twilight and Yor. Some type of physical affection. (I’d love a hug, but I’ll take some erotic hand holding once they’re forced to share a bed or something) It’s not a reach, the setup is there for a shift in their physical relationship. This will obviously change things between them. Again, Twilight will be confronted with his feelings after the Wheeler arc and struggle with his feelings for Yor.

- Yor is definitely going to realize she is in love with Loid.

- Finally, after the Wheeler arc, Handler gave Fiona some important patient files for Twilight. I think this will lead to a big break for Strix. He may also meet Melinda as Loid Forger in this capacity.

So yeah, based on basic narrative storytelling, we are due for a climax and change in status quo in sxf! I’m excited to see which way the story goes, there are so many different directions. I’m confident some of these points will happen sooner rather than later. Of course Endo could throw us for a huge loop. But he has setup all of these points and it’s bad storytelling to leave them open ended with no closure or shift in the story.

We have to remember Endo is setting up a truly big story! We should be excited about that. I think it’s fine to criticize the slow pacing (and lack of Yor) but I can only hope it is just building to something big!

#spy x family #loid forger #yor forger #anya forger #donovan desmond #damian desmond #melinda desmond #yuri briar #twiyor #gonna read through the manga again #I just love it #I also like to read in big chunks #the biweekly one chapter release can really affect the pacing #spy x family manga #spy x family manga spoilers

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desi2go · 1 year ago

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𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝟏𝟒𝟑

part 1 part 2 part 3

pairing: werewolf!lee know x reader

Warning: fluff, werewolf au/soulmate au

How ironic was it? You always thought that Minho was cold, not even having any emotions, and extremely grumpy. But after he brought you home, you wasn't sure anymore. Well, he could have just let you walk through the cold rain but he ran to you and helped you not getting completely soaked. He even gave you his jacket.

It seemed like he cared. He does have emotions but he just doesn't show them to everyone. And that made it even more precious to you that he showed you that side.

The next day after Minho had brought you to your home, you wanted to finish the project because you must present your results on monday. You contacted him via his number he gave you in the library. Since it was weekend, you two decided to meet at a local café in the afternoon and not in the college.

Honestly, you were a little bit nervous to meet him there. Would it look like a date? What should you wear?

An hour later, you arrived at the small café and saw Minho already sitting at a table. With a shy smile you approached him and sat in front of him. His facial expressions cold like always. Maybe you were wrong and he was indeed always closed off. But yesterday he was so caring for you. Maybe you just need to patient.

While Minho had his expression under control, in him was a storm. Since you walked in with that cute smile, his inner wolf acted crazy. It drove him insane. And gosh. You were so pretty in your common look, a sweater and black jeans.

His wolf wanted to appear on the surface and he did everything he could to stop him. Just this one meeting with you and then he could hold his distance again. Before he couldn't hold himself back to fall for you.

"Shall we start?" You said and he just nodded, opening his books.

....

After hours of silently working next to eachother, only talking a small amount, it was finally done. You just need to present it and then you were done.

Minho confused you.

During the whole time he was distant and only spoke when he must. But you saw that sometimes his eyes turned a little bit brighter and his expressions softened only to become cold once again. It seemed like he was in an inner conflict.

You packed everything back into your backpack and payed for your coffee that you drank during your time there. It was already dark outside, so you wanted to get home as soon as you could. You said goodbye to each other and started your walk home.

You were nearly home when you saw two men coming towards you. You held your head down and sped up. As you went past them, you could feel their eyes on you and one calls out to you. "Hey Sweetie, wanna join us?"

The other one laughs and yor breath hitches. You nearly ran away from them but you heard their fast footsteps behind you. "Why are you running away, darling? Don't you wanna have some fun?" They said and cornered you.

You tried to flee but there was no chance. You shook as you heard another person coming in your direction.

"Leave her alone." A low voice growled animalistic. Literally. Like a wolf or a dog. At first you didn't remember his voice. But as his face was lighted by the streetlight, you didn't believe your eyes. It was Minho.

His eyes seemed bright. The brown colour was now golden, you could swear. But maybe it was just the bad light and the fear to see things that aren't reality.

"Yeah? And what are you? Her saviour in shining armour?" One of these men joked and turned to you again. His smell reached your nose and you scrunched it because his breath smelled like alcohol.

"I said. Let her alone now" Minho snarled with a calm voice but there was definitely a threat behind it.

As the man wanted to touch your hair, Minho grabbed his hand at a unnatural pace and turned it hurtful. Minho punched him in the face and let him stumble backwards. Both men didn't risk anything and ran away staggering.

Immediately, Minho turned to you. A careful look on his face as he searched for any wounds. Just then your legs gave out and you sank together.

He was already by your side and let you bury your head against his chest while the tears wet his sweater. "It's okay, y/n. I'm here. I'll protect you" he mumbled.

Fortunately, he had found you. After leaving the café, his inner wolf was nervous. He didn't want to leave your side. It was hard to control it, especially when the full moon was this week and his wolf became stronger and stronger these days.

After five minutes, his wolf side went suddenly berserk. Without knowing he swirled around and ran in the direction where your apartment was.

As he saw you in that corner with these two idiots nearly all over you. Something in him switched. Maybe it was his mate bond but a possessiveness took over and the sudden urge to protect you.

He closed his arms around you and he layed his head on top of yours while instinctively rubbing his chin over it. Without even noticing, he scented you not only to leave his smell on you so that every other wolf knew that you belonged to him but also to calm himself and his inner wolf.

He wouldn't believe it but he heard his inner wolf purr at the physical touch with his mate. He never purred before.

After some time, you calmed down. "Come, Y/n. I bring you home" he said and helped you up. It was only a two minutes walk where both of you were silent. You still tried to process what just happened and Minho could literally see your thoughts swirling in your head. But he didn't say anything, not wanting to interrupt you.

In front of your door, he stopped. " Thanks Minho. You saved me from these guys. I owe you something" you said while your voice was still sore from all the crying. "It's alright Y/n. Rest well." He reassured and said goodbye.

....

Since that day, Minho was always on your mind. You wanted to thank him for saving you from these crazy boys. So, after a successful presentation, you asked him if you could buy him lunch this evening.

Minho didn't expect that. He still doesn't want you as a mate. That wouldn't change. Right? He tried to find a lame excuse but you managed to get him agreeing.

The rest of his day, he was nervous. Constantly thinking about your meal together after his last class at 4:30 pm.

You already waited for him outside the classroom, talking to a guy he often saw you with. And then it hit him. Maybe you had a boyfriend. That never came up to his mind. Was that your boyfriend?

But the more important question was: why didn't he like this thought of you being in love? He wasn't interested in you. Yeah, you were a simple friend, a normal classmate and nothing more. Even if you were his mate. He doesn't need you.

As you saw Minho walking towards you, you bid goodbye to the other boy and smiled at the wolf in front of you. "Your boyfriend?" He asked with knitted brows and cold expressions on his face. You snorted and your smile grew wider.

"No, ew. He is like a brother to me".

He exhaled the air he didn't notice he held. "Alright. What do you want to eat?"

He didn't need to think about that. There was that beautiful restaurant near the campus where the food was great. With his pack, he ate there every once in a while.

So, he guided you to that restaurant. During your walk, you didn't talk that much but it was a comfortable silence between you. You just enjoyed each others presence.

He held the door open for you and followed you to a table for two. He already knew what he wanted to eat, so he could admire his view. You being the view.

Your hair was messy like always after long classes but it was rather sweet. They looked just puffy and like they couldn't be tamed. Like you, he thought.

As the waiter took your orders, you two held an easy conversation and chatted about everything and anything. It was like Minho was the same man in the rain or on the street that evening. There was the loving and caring side of him but also the cold one where he would hide his emotions behind a facade. You liked both sides. Both of them belonged to him and made him so much more interesting and individual.

And you loved every smile that he gave you. When you told him something funny about your childhood, he giggled and you liked that sound. It made you fell safe. Like coming home. And that confused you. You barely knew him but it felt like you two have known each other for over a decade.

....

The dinner was perfect and he walked you home. You were still angry at him because he didn't let you pay for it. It should be a 'thank you' for him but instead he pulled his card out and gave it to the waiter before you even noticed that the waiter came to you. Of course you felt bad because you were supposed to pay for it.

But he was stubborn. Even after he paid, you wanted to give him the money he spend but he refused with a small smirk and you pouting.

You talked so much in that time and you only realised once more that you liked Minho. With every second he was with you, you admired him more and more. You didn't want to admit it but maybe, just maybe, you had a little crush on that sweet boy next to you.

The walk back to your apartment was short, to short for your liking and soon you two stood in front of your door. Nervous, you played with your fingers. You didn't know what to say. Should you invite him in? No, that was too much. You just kept looking at him and he kept looking at you.

His eyes wandered all around your face, once in a while stopping at your mouth but only for a second or two. Without even noticing he slowly leaned forward, hypnotized by how you wet your lips with your tongue.

Your eyes were on his perfect lips and you also reduced the small distance between you. Your breath hitched and you already felt his warm breath on your lips.

You overcame the last few centimetres that separated you from each other and crashed your lips against his. Slowly, you moved your lips in a rhythm and you slipped a hand into Minho's soft hair, pushing you two more together.

In that moment, Minho felt just joy and desire for you. You were just a girl and he a simple boy that fell for you. Without a mate bond and being a werewolf. Your smell was wrapped around him, making him wanting to smell nothing but you, just you. He leaned more into your passionate kiss, turning it into a heated one.

His inner wolf purred because he loved to be this intimate with his mate. It was like pure heaven.

But suddenly everything came back all at once. You weren't just a girl, no, you were his mate. The mate that he never wanted. He hated you. He was just attracted to you because of the mate bond. Yes, that was it. Nothing more.

He pulled back harshly, making you stumble before you catched yourself. You looked confused at the boy in front of you while you still tried to catch your breath. The loving expression was nowhere to be seen. Instead there was that cold one again. The walls that you started to torn down where already pulled up once more.

" Minho, is everything alright?" You asked with a thin voice. "Yeah, no. I-uhm. I will go home now" He said uninterested like you didn't kiss a few seconds ago. You already expected a rejection because of his facial expressions afterwards but really hearing it pained your heart.

Yet, he was nearly running away from you. "Minho!" You yelled and followed him. "I'm so sorry that I kissed you. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around me."

He kept avoiding your gaze and just nodded before he continued to walk away, leaving you at your porch.

...

Fuck. He fucked up royally. He should have himself under control. That kiss was something that should not have happened. Now it will be even more difficult to ignore and avoid you. He opens the door to the pack house and slammed it shut behind him.

As he walked through the living room to walk up the stairs to his room, he was stopped by Han.

"And? How was your first date with Y/n?" Han asked as he wiggled with his eyebrows. "It wasn't a date, Han. She just thanked me for helping her"

"Definitely. Come on, did you kiss?"

"How comes that you even know about our meeting?" Minho snarled as he wanted to change the topic.

"Well, I saw you walking away with her. Like a lovesick puppy following his owner" Han answered, ignoring the annoyed tone of his best friend.

"I'm not a lovesick puppy!" Minho called out. He just felt emotionally drained and wanted nothing more than this day to be over.

"Yeah, anyway. Did you kiss?" His best friend asked once again. Apparently Minho found his fingers way more interesting than Han.

Immediately, Han knew what was going on. "You really kissed her! I'm so happy for you" He grinned widely but stopped as he saw his unhappy expressions.

"Minho, isn't that a good thing? Are you not happy?"

"No! Obliviously not! I don't like her. It's just because of the bond that I fell a pull towards her." The wolf shouted and sat on the couch, rubbing his eyes.

"Is that really the reason why you deny it? You think it's only the mate bond?"

"Of course it is!"

Han sighed and shook his head. His best friend can be so stubborn sometimes.

....

The following days, Minho avoided you. Wherever you are he would bring so much distance between you as possible. In class, he sat on the other corner of the room and as soon as the class was over, he stormed out without looking back.

It hurt you, definitely. Maybe you shouldn't have kissed him. It was a terrible idea. Maybe it was too soon for bringing this intimacy in your relationship. It definitely wasn't your intention to chase him away. It just felt right in that moment and now you couldn't believe how dumb you were. He just saw you as a friend and you interpreted it terribly wrong.You are ashamed from your own actions.

And the worst is that you don't know how you should interact with him now.

....

You just checked where your next class was, when you suddenly bumped into someone. You quickly apologised and collected the papers from the ground that must have fallen down.

"I'm so sorry. I-" you stopped mid sentence as you realised who you walked into.

"Minho..."

His expressions cold as always. "It's okay Y/n"

He said calmly as he already turned around to leave. You grabbed his his jacket lightly before he could leave. "I'm sorry. For the kiss. I shouldn't have done it. It wasn't my intention to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable"

"It's okay Y/n" he said again. As if there wasn't that big silence between you. Like it was a completely normal talk between classes.

You nodded and let go of his jacket. "I-uhm I need to go to my next class. So bye" you answered quickly and ran to the next classroom.

Minho just watched you leave. His inner wolf growled at him for ignoring his mate that way. But he couldn't care less. The less you were around him the better. The better he could force himself not to like you.

Weeks passed like that. Just small conversations here and there. You realised that you need to forget about your feelings for him. Shutting them out and throw away the key. In the meantime you met new friends in college.

Weeks ago you had met Wooyoung in the library. You will never forget how he just placed himself next to and gave you the biggest smile you had ever seen. He introduced himself as Wooyoung and immediately started talking about his homeworks. You just smiled while focusing back on your book. Since then, he literally followed you everywhere just like a sweet, but confident, puppy with so much energy. But you liked it.

One day, he introduced you to his friend group and now they seem to have adopted you. They were like one big family and chaotic as hell. You loved their silly nature.

Still, you spend the most time with Woo as he was like a best friend to you. At first, his love giving character scared you but you became used to the man that was literally glued to your hip.

Minho on the other hand didn't like your relationship with that boy. He and his friends were another bunch of werewolves and hated that Wooyoung was so clingy. Whenever Minho was in your near, your smell was almost completely suppressed by the other wolf's scent. It drove him insane.

His instincts nearly forced him to bring you closer to him, scent you and to mark you as his. But that would mean that he would accept you as mate.

After the mark, that would forever be on your skin, you two were bound together till death. It's like a marriage but it lasts for the eternity.

...

Right now, you sat on you favourite place in the library with Woo glued to your side while you studied for the upcoming exam. You just smiled as he cuddled closer to you, leaning his head on your should.

"What's up with that guy?" He said as he looked around. You looked up and Woo nodded to the left where Minho read calmly in a book.

"Oh, that's Lee Minho. You might know him. We have some classes together. Why?" You asked and turned your attention back to your work.

Woo moved closer to your ear. "Because he keeps staring at us. And doesn't look like he enjoyed his view." "Really?" You questioned and knitted your brows.

"Would looks kill then I will be six feet under right know. I think he is jealous" Woo stated and that confused you more.

"Why should he be jealous?" You spoke your thoughts out loud while glancing to the left.

"We'll see" Before you could ask what Wooyoung meant with that he placed his lips against your cheek and kissed it. Instantly, you turned red with wide eyes. But Woo just smirked and watched Minho's reaction.

Minho clenched his fists. It should be him next to you. Him. Not that puppy that touched something that isn't his. Minho swallowed a snarl and quickly packed all his things to sprint out of the library. His inner wolf was wild.

He couldn't spend any more seconds in that hell. He felt sick. Why did he push you away that night? Why? Just because he was afraid that you just loved him because of the bond? Yeah he was dump back then. But now Wooyoung replaced him, just because he neglected you. And the worst thing is that he couldn't blame you. He himself would have given up a long time ago.

...

"He definitely is jealous, sweetie." Woo stated with a smirk. "Yeah and extremely angry. I should look after him" You said and ran after him. "Go get him, sweetie!" Your best friend yelled and laughed. Instantly, he was scolded for being too loud.

You sprinted through the hallway and kept looking for the man you loved.

And there he was, walking with hastily steps to the entrance. "Minho!" You yelled and catched up to him. Your breath was uneven from not being used to running. Maybe you should go to the gym more. You placed your hand on his arm to get him to stop. His whole body was tense and in his eyes was that storm and fire but also hurt.

"Minho I-" Before you could even finish that sentence he cupped your cheeks with his warm hands and pressed his soft lips against yours. The kiss was hard and full of unspoken feelings. Your hands sneaked around his waist to pull him even closer.

After some time you broke your kiss to breath again. He layed his forehead against yours and looked you deep into the eyes while his brown hair tickled you.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry that I didn't realised it before" He whispered against your lips and caressed your skin with his thumbs.

"It's okay" You said and leaned in to get another kiss.

#stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff #skz x reader #skz imagines #lee know x reader #minho x reader #werewolf skz x reader #lee minho #werewolf lee know #werewolf stray kids

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yumeka-sxf · 2 years ago

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Wow, I was not expecting this chapter to be a continuation from the previous one!

To start off, Becky is still a little home wrecker that Martha has to keep in check 😅

Meanwhile, Twilight and Yor continue to be adorkable idiots about their relationship, obsessing so much about being "normal" - something that neither of them has experience with - that they endlessly misunderstand the other's intention. Then they panic when they misunderstand the other's misunderstanding, and so keep misunderstanding more. When will at least one of them get a clue and sever this endless loop? 😂 (but it is nice to see that Twilight will still immediately freak out whenever he thinks Yor is upset with him).

I'll discuss all their exchanges in depth when I get to this chapter in my analysis post series, but anyway...Yuri is back! It's been a while since we've seen him so I had a feeling he'd be back soon. His contradicting thoughts continue to amuse me.

Also nice to see that Yor can be tough with him when she needs to be.

Yuri watches cartoons with Anya? And he doesn't seem all that begrudging about this either. Maybe he's ever so slightly accepting the fact that he's her uncle.

And is this Twilight telling Yuri to shut up?! I don't think he's ever talked like that to anyone, especially not when he's trying to act as Loid Forger. His patience with Yuri must really be wearing thin, and/or he's that desperate about mending his relationship with Yor asap.

Now I don't like speculating about things too much, but I have a feeling this arc may involve more than just the SSS and WISE trying to outwit each other. There would be no reason for most of this chapter to continue the Twiyor situation from the previous chapter if that wasn't still important in whatever is going to happen later. While Yor did go home at the end of this chapter, that doesn't mean her role in this arc is finished. We might not see her again until the end when/if Twilight stays true to his word that he'll talk about her gripes with her later. But maybe what he ends up saying to her will be affected by whatever happens to him on this mission (i.e, he gets close to losing what he has with Operation Strix and realizes he doesn't want that). Or maybe Yor will continue to be involved in some way...we didn't actually see her return home yet, and even if she did, you never know what could happen. Or maybe that was the end of it and their whole marriage gripe thing won't be brought up again. But I don't think so. We'll see! I don't think we're at the point for Twiyor identity reveals yet, but maybe a reveal on Yuri's end? Regardless, I'm excited for what appears to be a new major story arc!

#spy family #spy x family #sxf #spyxfamily #loid forger #yor forger #yuri briar #twiyor #sxf manga #sxf manga spoilers #sxf spoilers

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smt-obsessed · 11 months ago

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✰MASTERLIST✰

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Hello! I'm a part of a lot of fandoms and I like to write!

Here's my Masterlist of all of the fandoms/characters I'll be writing for and all of my works and works in progress.

But I write slower than fuck, please bear with me lol.

Requests are open! ♡

(Check out my pinned post for more information)

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American Horror Story

I can see this one being the cause of a lot of darkfics, especially Hotel. There will always be a trigger warnings list before anything I write, so please read it if you feel like you might need it.

Kit Walker

Lana Winters

Cordelia Goode

Madison Montgomery

Misty Day

The Countess

James Patrick March

John Lowe

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Attack On Titan

I'm gonna be honest; I haven't finished it. But I want to, even though I know the ending! But I've also been wanting to write for them... So please forgive me if they seem a little out of character, it'll get better I promise! I'll also probably be rewatching and getting caught up on it while writing these lol. I'll update y'all!

Armin Arlert

Connie Springer

Eren Jaeger

Hange Zoë

Jean Kirstein

Levi Ackerman

Mikasa Ackerman

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Criminal Minds

I had a really bad "Criminal Minds" hyper fixation 2 years ago, but I got out of it before I could finish any of the fics I had set up for them, so I deleted most of them like a year ago 😭

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Emily Prentiss

Penelope Garcia

Jennifer Jareau

Spencer Reid

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D.C.

I just recently rewatched the first "Deadpool" movie and remembered how much I love it, so I'll hopefully be writing for him soon, as well as Harley Quinn! I'm also thinking that maybe I'll write about both of them x reader... But I'm not sure, we'll see!

Harley Quinn

Wade Wilson / Deadpool

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Jujustu Kaisen

So I haven't watched the second season 🙈 I was really liking it! but, in all honesty-

⚠SPOILERS⚠

I got spoiled on pretty much everything and I just could not continue on, knowing almost all of them were gonna die 😭.

Gojo Satoru

Megumi Fushiguro

Nanami Kento

Nobara Kugisaki

Yuji Itadori

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Life is Strange

Fun fact! I've never played this myself, I've just watched Jacksepticeye play it a lot, lolol. ♡ I'll probably add Rachel and Sean to this list but I definitely need to re-watch those two first.

Chloe Price

Max Caulfield

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My Hero Academia

This is the first place I tried to shift too (iykyk), It never happened- but I might try again soon!

Eijiro Kirishima

Denki Kaminari

Iiada Tenya

Izuku Midoriya

JiTn BuWbaIigaCwaEra

Katsuki Bakugo

Kyoka Jiro

Momo Yaoyorozu

Shoto Todoroki

Tamaki Amajiki

Toya Todoroki

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Ouran High School Host Club

My comfort anime. it's problematic but so good.

Haruhi Fujioka

Hikaru Hitachiin

Kaoru Hitachiin

Kyoya Ootori

Takashi Morinozuka

Tamaki Suoh

Mitskuni Haninozuka

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Spy X Family

I love this show, I haven't finished it yet- but that's only because I'm waiting for the second part of the second season to be dubbed on Hulu!

Loid Forger

Yor Forger

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The Sturniolo Triplets

I'm hyper-fixating on Matt at the moment, so I'm really sorry if I'm slow at writing for literally anyone else. 😭

Chris Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo

Nick Sturniolo

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The Umbrella Academy

I absolutely love this show, I'm happy to talk about it with whoever wants to!

Allison Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

Klaus Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Viktor Hargreeves

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The Walking Dead

This is probably my favorite show ever; I've been watching it from the very start. Talk with me about it in my asks or messages!

Beth Greene

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Michonne

Negan Smith

Rick Grimes

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And that's it!

(For now, at least.)

I would like to restate what I said at the top of this post; I really do want to write. I love thinking of ideas, planning it out, and writing it!

But I'm a very indecisive person as well as a perfectionist and so honestly, I'm just very slow at it. 😅

I promise I'll try to post as often as I can, though.

I love y'all! Talk to you later. ♡

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goldenstorm0 · 24 days ago

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day 17 - favorite manga art

this is unfair. This is so unfair. This is a story told through a visual media and you expect me to choose ONE piece as my favorite. I am Not the right person to ask this to, I'm not going to even try. There is no particular order, probably going to focus on more recent chapters because my thoughts are a bit more fresh, but if you give me enough time I would have hundreds.

But let's start with the obvious:

there have been so many write ups on this site already on why these two pages are great, there isn't a lot I can add that hasn't been said. I just love simple landscapes like this. Just this calm, simple space, fishlense view to help show that it stretches further than our view can see. It's simple, it's nice, I want to put it on my wall.

It parallels a similar moment all the way in the beginning:

While they are preparing for the Eden interview. Another calm moment, in both Yor is the one who really pushes to go there, for fun and to de-stress. It's great, it shows the author/artist probably does something similar in their own time, just this love for these small moments when you can enjoy the view (or maybe I'm reading too much into it lol idk)

Next, definitely what I think is one of the most emotional moments:

Like holy shit. hooooly shit. The amount of just... everything on display here. The epiphany happening, all seen on her face. I don't have words. Spoiler alert: one of my favorite chapters, (yes along with the Franky chapter soon after idk mate I love the two together). I do not have words to fully explain what this makes me feel but I know I have felt something similar before. 100/10. This also deserves to be on the wall

ok next is a little different and is more sorta a common paneling technique but I just love seeing how it's handled and it hits hard in the example I chose

Like just.. showing how that emotion can just wash over you, showing how quickly it can happen in these three short panels. The same technique is used in other places, all with a similar showing of this switch of emotion. This one just hurts cause it poor Anya! Our little hero who was so brave and did a fantastic this last arc! It's a great moment and great use of paneling

god, there are mooore, but now I want to work on my own stuff so imma stop for now

#spy x family #spyxfamilychallenge #spy x family spoilers #started to realize partway through that the intent might have been for illustrations made for the manga #and not like #favorite panels #but i dont care im keeping it #also love a lot of the conflicted melinda panels #and the now iconic reveal panel #and a lot of twiyor things #but i tried to keep with stuff that stood out to me personally #.... might go and get a headstart on the anime illustrations cause screenshotting might be harder #also starting to think the og challenge creator might be referring to illustrations made for the anime specifically #but fuck that i do what i want

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kimhargreeves · 2 years ago

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New and Old Lovers-Franky Franklin x Reader (Spy x Family)

Summary: After 2 years of being away from home, you return to reunite with your brother and find out he now has a wife and daughter. Not only that but you find out that your brother's best friend still hasn't gotten over you.

(This is a Franky x Reader since the poor boy doesn't get enough appreciation, he's very underrated, funny and cute in his weird ways. Our scruffy boy needs more love from the fandom.)

It's been two years since I haven't been home, Ostania, it's been far too long but life as a spy is far from easy, my brother and I haven't spoken for a few weeks since we've both been busy with our own things. Loid was the first to oppose on my mission since he knew we wouldn't see each other for a long time.

Even though Loid is my older brother he knows I would do anything for him, he was the one who tried his best to raise me while still being a child himself. We've both been through enough trauma, i love my brother dearly and I am finally happy to see him again.

I walked down the familiar streets and walked past my favorite cafe with my bag in hand until k heard someone shout my name. I irked remember the person's voice, I slowly looked back and saw him.

I sighed defeated and making it well known that I wasn't in the mood to talk.

"Hey hey (Y/N)!" Franky Franklin. My brother's best friend.

I hummed with a frown still across my face and I faced him and looked at him. The man hasn't changed, still wearing those dumb large glasses, we are almost the exact same height even.

"Franky…"

"Whoa, (Y/N) it's been ages since I last saw your face. You changed your hair? It looks nice!" He said giving me a thumbs up and watching him blush easily. "It would've been nice to receives letter once in a while, maybe announcing that you were coming back."

I continue to frown wanting to just leave and see my brother. I couldn't help but look back to where he was sitting, my eyebrows twitched when I noticed that he had been sitting with a woman. The woman resembled a bit myself and had my previous hair color.

Franky took notice of my silence and followed my eyes. "It's not what it looks l-like! We are simply exchanging missions." He whispered leaning a bit forward until I stopped him.

"Where's Loid? All I know is that he moved elsewhere." I quietly say.

"Wha?! After all this time and you're still turning me down. Well, I won't tell you where he is!" Franky said quite loud.

I turned around and started to walk hoping to find Loid myself without help. "Hey! Wait up!" I heard Franky shout and without a minute to spare he left the poor girl behind.

I glanced over at the short male and furrowed my eyebrows together. After all these years and he still has feelings for me? Pff he should just give up, besides Loid and I thinks like, we don't have time for these types of things… unfortunately.

Arriving at the location Franky told me I climbed up the stairs and turned stood in front of a door. I turned the knob and opened it, I felt a strong presence nearby, I threw myself forward and easily dodged an item that was swung over to me.

I realized it was a dark haired woman with ruby eyes, giving a strong powerful glare and aura around here.

"Who are you? And what are you doing at my home?"

"Y-Yor, she's just -" Franky began to say trying to get the frying pan away from the woman's grasp.

"(Y/N)?" We all turned around and I saw my brother.

My expressionless face quickly turned into a smile as soon as I saw him. "Brother!" I opened my arms to hug him and Loid embraced me tightly.

"Yor. This is my sister (Y/N)..Sis this is my wifey." Loid explained as soon as we stopped hugging. My mouth fell open and I looked back between my brother and his wife.

"S-Since when?! I thought you never into this type of stuff." I say surprised.

Yor blushed and toss the frying pan away. "I-I am so sorry for trying to attack you Miss!"

I looked at her weirdly and thought it was so strange of her quickly changing how she felt. "Good grief I thought this would end up badly." I heard Franky sigh.

"Nonetheless I am very happy that you have returned from your studies, (Y/N)." Loid said. i turned my head to the side confused.

I heard footsteps quickly approaching us and my blood froze when I was a small child, a pink haired girl with little cones on her head. Who the heck is she?!

"Papa! I heard a loud noise what was it?"

"Papa?!" I shouted now completely confused.

The girl and the woman known as Yor looked between Loid and I. "That's r-right! Yor I apologize but Anya here has never met my daughter, since they've been studying abroad for many years." Loid said quickly.

I knew something was up as soon as he said that. Loid gave me a look and all I did was remain silent.

"That's right! (Y/N) wasn't lucky to meet little Anya when she was born. Fortunately for me I was there as the replacement." Franky intervened.

"Anya, this is my sister, (Y/N)." Loid said patting the girls head when she had hidden behind him. I stared down at the small child who stared up at me in wonder.

'She's a weird child'

Anya stepped out from Loid and noticed her clutching a stuffed animal, with one hand she raised it and pointed at me.

"Aunt (Y/N)!" She said and now pointed at Franky. "Uncle Scruffy!"

I scoffed not expecting her to have a nickname for him. I tried to hide my laughter and noticed a blush spread across his face.

"How many times have I told you to quit calling me that kid?!" He said fighting with a child who paid no attention to him.

'He continues to be easily flustered. Still cute'

I calmed down from laughing and noticed Anya now staring at me, now with a small blush across her face. "Auntie!"

That caught my attention as well and I saw her holding her stuffed animal. "This is Chimera." this is random but just go with it.

Loid and I glanced at one another and I heard Yor voice that she was quickly going to serve us coffee. The four of us began to catch up once Anya had fallen asleep. Loid was willing to let me sleep in his home for the night.

The night was going well but Yor and Franky were getting a bit too drunk. Yor began to tell a story about her co-workers making herself laugh, "You're getting a bit too drunk, Yor. Remember last time.." Loid said a bit embarrassed.

"Don't act like an old man, Loid. Your sister is back home! I think this is the perfect excuse to celebrate." Franky said holding a glass of whiskey and resting an arm across Loid making him quickly push him back annoyed.

"It is even appropriate to get drunk while a young girl is sleeping?" I said bluntly and took a last sip of my drink.

I watched as both Yor and Franky began to laugh and continue to get drunk. I started to laugh a bit when Loid began to tell me how they all decided to play along with Anya and even went to a castle to make the young girls dream come true. The four of us continued to chat for a bit until it was late and we all started to get ready to head to bed.

"Thank you again for letting me sleep here tonight, I don't want to be a bother to you." I told my brother when I began to help him clean up since Yor had fallen asleep on the couch.

"You're more than welcome to sleep at my place!" Franky said pointing at himself with his thumb. I gave him a cold stare which made him shriek and apologize, "I didn't mean it to sound weird!"

He began to say beginning to slowly walk to the door as he opened it ready to leave.

"Just go home, already you're far too drunk." I coldly told him and closed the door right when he stepped out.

Loid fell silent and finished cleaning up. "It's really great to see you again, (Y/N). But, try to give him a chance. He's a nice guy, I fully put my trust on that."

I also remained silent and glanced at his side and simply nodded my head. Truth is, he genuinely is a nice and funny guy, but I'm afraid I'll get my heart broken again. I decided to not think much of it and slowly started to head where I would sleep.

A week or so went by, Whenever we would have the time us four adults, Anya and their new dog Bond, we would hang out and make the most of the day. Today was a very surprising day..which left me very surprised.

"Loid, I think I'm in love." I hear Franky tell my brother.

"I know." He simply replied not interested in hearing much about it.

"Her name is Monica McBride…"

I almost choked on my drink, I expected him to say my name, but another girl's name?! I was sitting close to them since I had a mission to spy on someone and retrieve come information they wanted, I had to dress up as the young man, the client who asked me to do the job.

I couldn't help but eavesdrop now that I am close to them.

"Wow..seems like you finally placed my sister's feelings aside, huh?"

There was silence between both men. "She's complicated. No offense, Loid, but I've had my feelings rejected many times by her, I think it's time to move on."

I heard Loid sigh when Franky said that. "If that'll make you feel better, then I understand."

"Think you can help me on it?! I have all her info her." He smiled and held a few documents.

"That's definitely not creepy." Loid said staring at him.

"It's exactly the type of job you do!"

Hmm. It's so weird seeing him so happy to go on a date with another woman. Is it selfish if I were to say that I don't want that to happen…

I continued to cry as I hid my face over my knees and felt so cold and empty. I was sitting on top of a buildings roof, wanting to escape from everyone, all I wanted was to be left alone. Loid wasn't happy that I ran away from him right when we ended the war that had once happened.

"(Y/N)?!" I tensed up when I heard my brother's best friend. I heard his quick footsteps approaching me.

I simply continued to look away not wanting him to see me cry. I felt the light touch of his hands on my back but quickly he drew them back and I felt him sit next to me.

"I'm..so sorry on what happened.." I heard him say.

That only made me cry even more, tears continued to fall down my face like a waterfall, I felt so empty.

The consequences of war will always be horrible and heartbreaking….

Loid and I swore to protect this country, we trained hard and while we worked we met Franky, and I met him..the man who I was supposed to get married to…

"I..I held him as he took his last breath..he was a great man, (Y/N). I know how much you meant to him, he only had one thing in mind and it was you. He only had one request and that was for me to look after you."

Slowly I looked up still hugging my knees together and noticed the small glimmer of a ring on Franky's hand. "This is all I could save." I glanced over to him and grabbed the now broken silver ring.

I held onto it close to me as I continued to cry. "Thank you.." I sniffed and felt a bit more at ease when I looked up at the sky.

The sky was dark, and cold, but the sky was absolutely stunning with many bright stars decorating the sky. I felt like my life was over, but there's was a strange sensation of peace.

The rest of day didn't go as planned. I almost had my ass beaten when I was being followed by someone who was trying to get information about my client. Boss wasn't too satisfied but noticed my mood today and asked what was wrong.

I pouted as I made my way back home, it was already night and I wondered how the date had gone. I hadn't felt this alone and empty for years, "Hello, (Y/N)."

I stopped and saw my brother, well he was dressed as someone else but I easily recognized his blue eyes.

"Mission go as planned?" He muttered glancing at me through the newspaper he was 'reading'.

Once I had looked away from him he knew my answer. "I believe in second chances, sister. You shouldn't distance yourself from those who care about you."

"I…How was the date?" I blushed glancing away from him and feeling embarrassed for him to see me like this, too vulnerable.

"She stood him. Rejected him in fact. He's heartbroken for sure, as usual. But, he did mention you to her and admitted to admiring you. Guess, he'll continue to be the same as always. Anya did try to make him feel a bit better."

"I see… I'll see you later tonight then." I continued to stare down at the ground when I started to walk all the way over to my favorite restaurant.

As I began to wait for the waiter, my mind began to wander once again on him. Do I really deserve love after all the rejections and bitterness I've told him?

I clutched my jacket, on my chest where my heart is and felt my heart beating faster at the thought of Franky. He's always been so weird, quirky, loud yet adorable in a weird way. Loud has been friends with him and years and Anya loves him as well.

I looked up at the sky and noticed it was the same at that same night years ago. It seemed even a bit more beautiful, the sky a dark blue and purple. I felt my heart grow ten times when I glanced across the street and saw him.

He probably left the bar where Loud had left him. I rose up from him seat and with one hand grabbed onto the railing separating the restaurant from the streets.

"Franky!" I shouted and waved my hand. I forced..no..I genuinely smiled..smiled when I saw him.

"(Y/N)?" I hear him ask himself. He had his hands stuffed into his pockets, with a blush across his face from drinking too much.

"I know it's late but would you like to join me, on a date?!" I saw his sour and sad expression turn to a surprised one.

I couldn't see his eyes when he looked away and his glasses seemed to turn white, but then he looked back and saw him blush ten times more. Slowly he started making his way over to me until we were face to face, "I would love nothing more." He smiled when he held into my hand.

I blushed as well and smiled feeling absolutely nervous about starting my life again. "Let's eat all that we can until we throw up!" I said laughing.

Franky chuckled and fixed his glasses now taking a seat in front of me, "Your idea of a date is weird, but I like it nonetheless, (Y/N)."

#spy x family #spy x family anime #franky franklin #spy x family franky #spy x family x reader #anime #manga

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animedegens · 7 months ago

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A few things I’ve watched so far! (A thread)

1. Red Cat Ramen: Really fun & Cute shows about cats running a ramen shop! This show seems like it’s going to be dialogue and character interaction heavy! Love the attention to detail such as the “cat hair policy”. VA cast is phenomenal. One of my faves after ep 1

Who doesn’t like Nekos?

2. My wife has no emotion: really cute artstyle! I like Mina (the robot), She’s interesting! I’d like to see them dive into how she’s able to use the internet to change like she has.

Male MC is a bit cringe at times.. he makes me feel like I’m watching a Tamer version of RAG. This has been a semi funny show so far! Def towards the bottom of my list rn!

I want to see the other characters interact with them now!

Love the OP, it’s a bop & it fits the show w/ a robotic feel

3. Days w/ My Stepsister

Pretty good 1st ep! It seems like they wanna be serious & not just do it because it’s funny or taboo. Also seems like they wanna touch on the more serious side of things & show the issues that come from 2 older teens starting to live together all of a sudden.

Both MCs seem to have their own issues with themselves. I hope they stay true to what they showed us in the 1st ep & it might accidentally be a decent rom-drama. 50% chance of anime anime-ing

4. Psuedo harem

VA Saori Hayami (Yor & Yukino) shows off that she can do any trope style in this one!

Super fun, esp since Rin is basically a one girl harem act! But she’s not the only outstanding VA! Eiji’s VA (Bakugo & Himmel) really puts on a great performance in the 1st ep too! This should be a fun romcom!

5. Senpai is an otokonoko

One thing that really stands out is their use of the simplistic chibi art style when they’re trying to be funny or drive home a point. I love it!

I’m kinda wondering how deep they’re gonna get with this one? Is it just gonna be a lighthearted romcom? Or is it gonna dive deeper into acceptance & bullying? It’s also fun to note that 2 out of the 3 MCs have both male & female Japanese VAs according to anilist!

6. Alya sometimes hides her feelings in Russian

Really cute art style & show! I like Kuze, maybe bc he stays up late watching anime & playing games. Sounds familiar lmao.

Kinda hope they don’t go too crazy with fan service tho. But I also love that he knows what she’s saying in Russian. Which makes me wonder, who is the Russian girl he used to play with? Pretty funny romcom so far!

7. Failure Frame

It’s the typical weakest class loner dude isekai…

But I do like a decent underdog story. I love seeing them prove all the egotistical bullies wrong lmao.

But, this one is gonna be hit or miss, cause the monsters so far has been noticeably bad.. so I wanna see how they handle the fighting… we shall see!

😈 I’ll have more 1st episode thoughts soon!!

#anime #anime degens podcast #anime podcast #anime news #anime degens #anime and manga #anime movies #podcast #isekai anime #red cat ramen #my wife has no emotion #giji harem #Psuedo harem #days with my step sister #senpai is an otokonoko #alya sometimes hides her feelings in russian #failure frame

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whateversawesome · 4 months ago

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Hi first of all thanks 😊 for posting amazing sxf content as a spy x family fan I have a question we have seen redacted parents past and more yet to reveal maybe, we will also get to know about anyas past scene/manga pov these are gonna be a bridge or influence for spy x family when it comes to yor side / yor [parents/past] idk how to explain 😭😭😭😭 (umm straight away ill ask you)I want to know about yor parents and are they also related to ostanian war+ was yor parents were also assassin' which lead yor to be assassin ???

Hi!

All right, let me see if I understood this: You're saying that just like [Redacted]'s past and parents influenced the story, and how Anya's past will too, probably Yor's backstory will influence the current story. Is that right?

And you want to know about Yor's parents (me too! 😆)

You've probably read those theories about Yor's parents being assassins from the Garden. It could be, it's too soon to tell. Honestly, I would prefer for Yor's parents to be simple citizens that were victims of the war, but again, it's too soon to tell.

We have seen glimpses or Yor's past, always related to Yuri, because that's what's most significant for her. It was a tough time for them, but we can see that Yor was happy to have her brother, that, even though she had to support both of them, she was grateful she wasn't alone. So in a way, Yor's past is already influencing the story; she is the way she is (a loving mother, a compassionate woman, and even a thrifty person) because of all the things she lived as a child and teenager.

When it comes to her parents, so far, we've only seen one blurry memory about her mom. It was a positive memory and Yor's mom was doing something that a normal mom would do: cooking for her children. The only indication that she could be part of the Garden is the rose buttons on her clothes. We don't know if Yor liked roses because of her mom and that earned her the title of Thorn Princess or if her mom was involved with the Garden AND that's why she used roses just like Yor does now. There's also rumors that say that Yor actually inherited the title Thorn Princess from her mom. Who knows?

A crazy theory that I have is that her parents could be immigrants. Why? Well, Yor and Yuri are not traditional names, plus they don't look like any other character in the story. They have dark hair and red eyes, a very particular feature.

As for why Yor became an assassin, well, in my opinion, it had to be because of her strength. Headcanon, Yor has always been strong. I'm not a big fan of those theories that say that she was experimented on and that's why she's strong. A woman can be physically strong naturally!

Obviously, she has trained to become stronger and the Garden did a good job teaching her everything she needed to become as deadly as she is now.

I am VERY curious about the Garden, especially the part about why they recruited a girl to become an assassin.

Something that I often wonder is why Yor thinks so poorly about herself? What did the Garden taught her to make her feel that way? Or even worse: was it her parents? I lean to think it was the Garden. Why? Well, she couldn't get close to people because she was afraid they would discover she was an assassin. That isolated her. Plus, when she married Loid, she had to ask permission to the Shopkeeper, when she wanted to become friends with Melinda Desmond, she did the same. See a pattern here? Why would you have to ask permission to your boss to do any of those things? Probably the Garden is a very strict organization, much more than WISE.

Anyways, those are my thoughts on Yor. Thank you for the ask!

#spy x family #twiyor #yor forger #loid forger #sxf #spy x family meta #spy x family theory #Ask

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jacevelaryonswife · 2 years ago

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Unbent

A shared smile is better than a lonely smile, so when you mirror each other's fullness on your faces, nothing else needs to be said, just felt.

pairing: Jacaerys Velaryon x Martell!Reader

a note: This work is a continuation of "Unbowed" but you don't need read it before to understand this part. Reader is female. english is not my first language.

It is not a mystery that Dorne resisted the dragons’s conquest over Westeros. The relationship between the Targaryens and the Martekk was never good, but your father, Qoren Nymeros Martell, Prince of Dorne and King Viserys I Targaryen seemed to have reached a peace agreement. Although disgruntled murmurs roamed the corridors of Sunspear about your father's attitude, in King's Landing things were joyous and the members of the court of Viserys, the Pacific, were more superb than ever about the king's conquest.

Of course, an achievement like this was great, but not free. A wedding would definitely seal the union between Dorne and the Crown, and of course, both men made sure it happened. At first you thought your youngest sister was the designee, but whispers denounced that you, the middle daughter of five siblings, would be responsible for choosing a Targaryen/Velaryon prince as a bridegroom. In all, there were three options, since Prince Lucerys was only fourteen and you wouldn't marry a child. Soon, upon arriving in King’s Landing, the first thing to be done was to analyze yor suitors.

Prince Aemond Targaryen was intelligent, handsome and mysterious. He was also reserved and clearly difficult to let anyone into his intimacy. You loved challenges, but maybe you didn't have as much time to make the choice. Prince Aegon Targaryen's reputation was the first thing that reached your ears, he was the first son of King Viserys I and unlike his brother, he was fully capable of debauchery. You didn't judge him, after all there was nothing wrong with deathing in a partner, however, the reports were not kind to the prince and he was immediately discarded from your options as you would not accept being betrayed with a maid or whore.

Finally, he was left. Prince Jacaerys Velaryon.

A curious creature indeed. You could see his nervousness during your parent's brief presentation about the two of you. The same nervousness was also present when he invited you for a walk in the garden, intimidated as your sharp eyes and sharp posture watched him. Your words were calculated and he felt the weight of your judgment, there was no way he could relax entirely, but he tried his best to be pleasant and kind. Jace didn't just ask about your personality, but also about Dorne's quirks. You liked the interest shown by him, keeping a sideways and discreet smile with each discursive answer.

He picked some yellow flowers for you along the way, attentive to every sentence you said. He took your hand gently to hand you the simple bouquet, earning a satisfied smile in return.

“They suit you.” He said.

“It's sweet of you. But as for you, my prince, what suits you?” You asked in a velvety voice, stroking his soft hair. “What would I like to know about you?”

His cheeks were stained a soft pink, but Jace managed to start a short summary on his personality. He told about preparing to succeed his mother and be a good king, he also told about High Valyrian classes in addition to other hobbies such as fighting, reading and riding vermax — whose offer you to know was made next.

He was charismatic, humorous, kind and handsome. Very handsome. At the end of the walk, arriving at a beautiful tree with tabular roots and orange flowers, you looked at him. You wanted to kiss him, but the morality of King's Landing and possibly the prince himself would not allow the act. But you were you after all. Approaching slowly, you walked until your noses were gently touching, chuckling soundlessly as his body stiffened in surprise. Blowing a light kiss on the prince's cheek, you thanked him for the walk and kindness, still too close.

“I'm glad you enjoyed it, my lady.” He almost stuttered, taking a deep breath but not pulling away.

From that moment there was no escape for him. He would be your husband.

Tours became longer lasting. He took you into other gardens, into the library, into the dragon pit (not impressive, it was quite ugly actually) to introduce Vermax. At dinners you sat side by side, laughing and talking about anything, in public places your hand was always on his forearm, sometimes, when no one was around, your hand snaked into his in a soft, firm grip. Most of the people at court looked your way because of your fancy, open Dornish gowns, but you learned to recognize evil glances in your lovely Jace's direction. Not just looks, but words too.

Never directly to him, never explicitly, but always understandable enough to know what it was about.

Once, Lord Redwyne cornered you in a hallway in broad daylight. He was courteous at first, a big bootlicker of the old ways and big families and blablablabla. But in a low tone he pointed out, indirectly and by implication, the illegitimate nature of his newly betrothed. It took nothing more than an irritated frown, clenched jaw, and clenched fists. You didn't have to speak a word to drive the grumpy old man out of your shadow, yet a part of you wanted to have dared him to speak word for word explicitly, crisply, and audibly enough for king Viserys to cut out his tongue.

You didn't care if he was a Velaryon or a Strong, you just wanted a loving, handsome, and affable husband, requirements your sweet prince fulfilled with praise. Every time something was hinted at about your bridegroom, you made yourself understood how you felt about it and such people never looked your way again.

The engagement period was delightful. Jace was charming. He courted you all hours of the day, loving sharing and listening to the rest with you. He learned a lot about Dorne and the Rhoynar, just as you also learned about the secrets of Old Valyria and the Targaryens before the conquest.

You were charming too, he thought, more specifically seductive. You were also determined and bold, difficult to intimidate and demanding to be pleased. Jace thought you were a remarkable figure. Beautiful, intelligent and with attitude. It was no secret that your arrival made him nervous, but living with you has accustomed him to your ways. It wasn't hard, maybe you just wanted what all the ladies wanted: to be treated with dignity and respect. And he was more than happy to provide that.

Unfortunately for you (depending on the angle), he respected you way too much.

The touches started slowly, soft at first, seemingly out of character. You wanted to soothe his face with your fingers, circle his hand with your thumb, trace his sharp jaw. You wanted him close. Two days before the wedding the last ride is taken between you until you’re just one blood and flesh. This time the path was led by you, purposefully going under the canopy of the beautiful tree where your choice was made.

“Remember the first time you brought me here? When we were introduced. That very day I knew I would marry you.”

He didn't bother to spare you a wide grin, grabbing your waist and laying your head against his. "Did you know? How smart my lady is.” he joked.

“I am really smart.” With a typical sideways smile, you confessed, “There's one more thing. At that moment, you didn't know how much I wanted to kiss you."

"You wanted?" Jace inquired in surprise.

“Yes, but I thought you would reject it. Too bold for a first contact, you know?”

“Very bold, indeed. I wouldn't reject you, I'd just push you away."

Approaching calmly, putting your nose against his, you spoke close to the prince's lips:

“And if I tried now, would I be turned away?”

There were several reasons Jacaerys feared closer contact with you before marriage. He didn't want to dishonor you before the court and your family, didn't want the same curse on you and your children. But at that moment there was nothing to fear anymore, you would be his beautiful lady wife and he would be your lovely lord husband. There were no more barriers separating your lips from his.

"No.”

And just like that, time froze as the softness of Jace's pink lips touched yours gently and firmly. There was nothing left in the world but the two of you. There was nothing but his hands on your waist and the full encounter of his mouth on yours. It was so sweet, so beautiful, so good. Reluctantly pulling away, the gleam in his eyes gave him away before the wide grin.

“Maybe I should say this tomorrow, but I love you, my lady. I love everything about you."

“I love you too, Jace. I love you." Your confession had him leaning his forehead against yours before wrapping his body in a hug. “I couldn't have chosen better.”

“Indeed.”

A shared smile is better than a lonely smile, so when you mirror each other's fullness on your faces, nothing else needs to be said, just felt.

#jacaerys velaryon x reader #prince jacaerys #jace velaryon x reader #jacaerys #jacaerys velaryon x you #jacaerys velaryon #jacaerys x reader #jace velaryon #house martell #martell reader

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toukatan · 3 years ago

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i need loid and yor to fall in love already and kiss bc this slow burn is killing me (but i love it tho). we're already at 60+ chapters and we've only had crumbs, except maybe for that almost (fake) kiss. but i guess it's already been established that they've got a loooong way to go. especially since loid keeps holding himself back bc, as frankie said, with their job, they're not supposed to form (genuine) relationships. however, i hope there'll be some shift in loid soon, bc im dying for some romantic development

sigh aren’t we all waiting for them to kiss and fall in love anonie? you know, despite there only being 60+ chapters so far i am absolutely loving the slow burn between loid and yor. there are moments here and there but they really are meaningful and hold weight to them.

since we’re here can we just talk about a few loid moments ? because i think we can all agree that yor is somewhat there but let’s go on about loid being all “it’s for the mission” yeah sir my ass that line between fake and true is blurring.

the communication between the two is everything. the way loids was having some doubt in his ability to be a parent but yor reminds him that anya gave him a perfect 100 points— and then yor starts panicking saying it’s not her place to tell him what to do but loid interrupts yor and tells her this is exactly her place. he relies on her to be everything that he is not. the communication between them is so freaking good. tears.

the whole playing the perfect mother/wife role. loid doesn’t want yor to have to live up to that role as the way society expects someone like to her to be, how those ideas constrict you and you lose yourself — he just wants yor to be exactly who she is, who she’s always been. (he understands this well)

and after that frankie’s comment ‘don’t tell me you feel guilty for doubting her?’ comes to his mind, perhaps he did feel guilty for doubting her and her intentions.

loid’s always reassuring yor that she’s doing enough, there’s nothing more than he can ask of her and it’s all true. hell even fiona could see that he was being genuine. WISE? their greatest agent? twilight? telling truths and smiling genuinely while doing so? who would’ve thought.

and then we have the whole meal, chapter 35. god i love this chapter, there was a vulnerability here that loid displayed to yor when he was talking about his past, his mother specifically. how he spoke so fondly of his mum and how he always felt a sense of security being held by her. now he sees it in the same way yor cares for anya, it reminds him how he felt and knows anya feels the same way but with yor.

loid twilight whoever he is never speaks about his past, so for him to share this with yor— tears.

small moments too. they’ve been together for a while now that both he and anya do feel a little lonesome without her. they are family your honour. do not separate.

loid noticing when somethings wrong with yor: when yor came home with bandages on her hands, going straight to bed and not eating with them

when her injuries were visible from missions of course. he sure is v attentive when it comes to his girls.

i’m just gushing at this point and could probably go on forever but these were some of the moments that came to mind when writing.

but the development between the two is slow, steady, it’s gentle, it’s subtle. it’s just so them. i have to say it: their love languages are— words of affirmation, quality time and acts of service. and i’m certain in the future we’ll see the two of them finally come to terms with how they feel. as of now it’s obvious that they are care for one another, i understand loid (twilight) forming genuine relationships while being a spy is dangerous. you’ll end up either hurting yourself or those around you.

but little does he know that this “fake family” bond is already looking real. loid needs them as much as they need him.

(plus you know what slow burn means? angst, angst is gonna be there before any of these grown dorks get it together, we love pain. once thorn princess gets assigned to twilight it’s over for us)

#fake marriage or not this bond is real your honour and the day these two fall in love it’s over for all of us.#i just can’t get over the way they communicate sometimes #🥺🥺#spy x family #loid forger #yor forger #anon #replies #nitatalks #twiyor

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heyiwrotesomethings · 2 years ago

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She’s The Housekeeper Prt8: Penguin Park

Yor Briar/ Forger x She/ Her Reader

A/N: Prt7 Prt9 Here is the big chapter! I’m planning to do at least one more chapter to bring in Bond but after that I think I’ll be done with this story. I hope you all like this chapter! Thank you for reading! Word Count: 4,515

Another night filled with assignments.

Loid could hardly make it into the apartment building, he was that tired. For as much as HQ wanted him to continue this perfect family charade, they were not making it very easy for him to do so.

As he shuffled into the apartment complex, his ears perked up when he heard voices further down the hall. It was the neighbors again, and what they were saying stopped him cold in his tracks.

“That man from across the hall is working late again I see.” One snidely remarked, earning a round of acknowledging huffs from the other women.

“That poor little girl must feel so neglected. I rarely see the three of them together.”

“Yes, and don’t even get me started on the live-in housekeeper!”

All the women voiced exasperated sounds of agreement before diving in on the topic anyway. Loid stuck close to the wall and continued to listen in.

“So he’s definitely having an affair with her, right?”

Loid nearly choked.

“I wouldn’t be surprised. He seems the type. With how often he’s out god-knows-where, he’s probably got a handful of mistresses to hop between.

Hardly. Loid’s eye twitched and he rubbed at his face while still listening to the assassination of his character, and then (Y/n)’s as well.

“She is so antisocial!” One piped up, “She seems like a nice young woman on the surface, but whenever I offer to introduce her to the strapping young men in my family, she turns up her nose. Seems she only has an eye for married men who can fill her bank account.”

Loid covered his mouth in surprise. These women were ruthless in their gossip. If (Y/n) had heard any of this, he could only imagine how furious she would be, not to mention how Yor would feel as well. Even he was beyond offended on her behalf, but he couldn’t exactly cut in and tell them off, that would probably do more harm than good.

“Maybe he lost his job and he’s too embarrassed to go home?” Another speculated, “Can’t bear to face his heartbroken wife and money grubbing mistress without a paycheck.”

Loid’s hands fell to his sides in fists. He had been careless it seemed. He had been so busy with his other missions, that he had neglected his role here, and now rumors were flying like crazy. He’d have to do something about that, and soon. If it blew into some bigger conspiracy that got to the school, he hated to think how that would affect Anya.

Of course Anya knew that their family was… unconventional, she seemed to know that she probably shouldn’t call (Y/n) mama in public, even if she forgot at times. Loid could only imagine how the high society parents would object and cause a scene and how cruel their children could be as well once they heard... Loid couldn’t let Anya be exposed to such bigoted attitudes.

He slunk back from the hall and ran swiftly up the stairs to their apartment door, startling the trio coloring in the living room with his hasty entrance.

“We’re going out next weekend!” He declared, then directed his attention to Anya, “Where do you want to go?”

“Uh, Loid? You should sit down. You look ill.” (Y/n) suggested.

“Yes, you should get some rest.” Yor agreed.

“Ah, is that a penguin?” Loid asked, ignoring the two women to observe Anya’s drawing, “Let’s go to the aquarium then!”

(Y/n) and Yor shared a puzzled look, before Yor addressed Loid again.

“Not that I wouldn’t enjoy an outing, but what is this about?”

“We need to do everything we can to keep looking like a normal, happy family to keep up the appearances of our pretend marriage. An outing is just what we need.”

“Anya’s excited!”

“Then it’s settled.” Loid nodded with a smile.

The evening was mostly normal from there, until Anya was put to bed. Loid was honestly a bit fearful about explaining to Yor and (Y/n) what he had heard (minimal details of course), but even more so he was afraid of what he needed to ask of (Y/n) during that outing.

“Are you serious?” (Y/n) spoke tightly, her tone unusually high, “They really think you and I—?!”

“That is what I heard.” Loid affirmed, interlacing his fingers and rubbing his thumbs together.

“An affair! I can’t believe it!” She quietly screamed while Yor blinked owlishly at her side, still processing the accusation.

“They couldn’t be more wrong! …Well, actually, they are kind of right… but they’ve put together the wrong people!” (Y/n) ranted as she paced the room. She crossed her arms and turned on her heel to stalk towards Loid.

“So this is what the outing is for, right? For you three to go out and look like the perfect family to make them think we aren’t being… intimate?” (Y/n) shuddered at the word in that context.

“Yes, but… (Y/n), I was hoping you would come too.”

“That would look bad one hundred percent, Loid.” (Y/n) shook her head. “Or if you think you’ll ease suspicion by having me dressed up in that stupid uniform while I haul your souvenirs behind you all day, you can go—“

“No, no, of course that’s not what I’m suggesting, but what I am asking you to do won’t be easy nevertheless.”

“What is it?” Yor tentatively asked.

Loid sighed, and rubbed at the back of his neck.

“Remember my friend, Franky?”

“Yeah, what about him?” (Y/n) asked warily.

“Could you please pretend to be on a date with him when we go to the aquarium?”

Yor’s mouth fell open in surprise, nearly breaking her neck with how fast she turned to look at (Y/n) and Loid braced himself for yelling, but (Y/n) was deathly quiet, expressionless. Somehow that was worse.

(Y/n) took in a few deep breaths through her nose, releasing one long, final breath before looking back to Loid with irritated and tired eyes.

“He knows it’s just pretend, right?”

“Of course.”

“And how long do we have to keep it up?”

“It will be most important to time an introduction with some of the neighbors in the hallway before we leave, after that, you two can treat it like any casual outing once we are there. We may have to plan similar outings in the future though…”

Yor’s head whipped back and forth like she was watching a tennis match. (Y/n) wasn’t really agreeing to having a fake boyfriend, was she? Rationally, Yor knew that if Loid was suggesting it, it was probably necessary, and it wasn’t like the relationship would be any more real than her fake marriage, but the idea of her partner going on a date with someone else made her feel the need to snap some bones to fight off the uncomfortable burning in her chest.

“I swear this just keeps getting more and more convoluted.” (Y/n) groaned, sitting down hard on the couch beside Yor who watched her intently, “I trust that you wouldn’t be bringing this up if you had any other options, so I’ll do it, but I swear Loid, if this lie keeps evolving like this I can’t imagine we will be able to keep up with it for very long.”

“I know.” Loid nodded solemnly.

“Um,” Yor cleared her throat, grasping at (Y/n)’s sleeve, “are you sure you want to do this, darling? I’m sure we could find another way.”

“As long as those old biddies see me as some untethered, marriage killing floozy, there really isn’t anything else we can do. As long as they think there is an affair going on, our family image will continue to appear tarnished.”

Yor frowned, sucking in her lower lip. (Y/n) stroked her hand comfortingly.

“It’ll be no different from the pretend marriage you and Loid have. You don’t have to look so concerned.” She promised, trying to ease Yor’s mind with a smile.

But it would be different. Yor didn’t think she could handle being in the position that (Y/n) had been in ever since this pretend marriage began. Watching on as her lover walked beside someone else, holding their hand... the burning in Yor’s chest grew hotter. (Y/n) was far stronger than her when it came to these things it would seem.

“If you’re certain.” Yor murmured.

(Y/n) squeezed Yor’s hand and brought her attention back to Loid.

“We’re going to need a story.”

“Right.”

***

“Loid, are you sick?”

“Maybe we should postpone?” Yor asked, ashamedly hopeful.

Loid shook his head as he fumbled with his sunglasses. He wasn’t sick, just severely sleep deprived from speeding through all of his missions that week to make this work. He couldn’t back out now. Especially not when Anya was so excited.

“I’m perfectly fine,” he said, staring down hard at his watch. He wiped his sleeve over the face to clean what he thought must have been a smudge, but it was still blurry. Nevermind, Franky would probably be up to meet them soon and he could already hear the neighbors gossiping in the hall so it was go time.

“Fall out, Forgers’,” he ordered, grasping the doorknob successfully on the second try and opening the door to let Anya run excitedly into the hall with Yor and (Y/n) following after her.

“Oh, Forgers’!” One of the neighbors blinked in surprise at seeing the family together, then her eyes found (Y/n) in her casual wear. She gave (Y/n) a tight smile, “And Ms. (L/n), of course.”

“Good morning,” (Y/n) waved, smile just as insincere.

“It’s rare to see you all together. What is the occasion?” One of the other neighbors asked.

“We’re going to the aquarium.” Loid shared.

“Oh, all of you?” The woman asked, side-eying (Y/n).

“Miss Anya insisted,” (Y/n) chuckled politely, “I couldn’t refuse, especially once my boyfriend caught wind of the idea. Ah, here he comes now.”

“Hello, my darling! Ah, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”

Everyone followed (Y/n)’s gaze to Franky as he strode up the hallway towards them with a big smile on his face.

“Oh stop it, you just saw me yesterday.” (Y/n) said with faux embarrassment.

It was true, they had seen each other yesterday, and just about every day that week to get their story straight for today. (Y/n) had dreaded it initially, but Franky was easy to get along with, a bit of a scamp, but a good guy.

“You know me,” Franky grinned cheekily, kissing the back of (Y/n)’s hand, “even a minute without you is a minute too long.” He winked.

(Y/n) smiled wryly in response before sharing her well-crafted and practiced introductions. Easily meeting every prying question with tactful responses, sometimes letting Franky take the reins as well to really send the message home that they were definitely a couple.

They had decided they had been together for a year and a half, a long distance relationship because of Franky’s job. Hence why he wasn’t around. Not to mention how unprofessional it would be for (Y/n) to have her boyfriend over while she worked. The neighbors ate up the simple reserved, responsible young woman act she peddled with a spoon. She could see their view of her slowly change before her eyes.

“Oh dear, why didn’t you say you were being courted by this sweet man before?”

Ah yes, (Y/n) didn’t forget about Mrs. Matchmaker, who apparently decided awhile ago that, ‘No thank you, I’m not looking for a relationship,’ translated to, ‘I’m having too much fun chasing after a married man to meet your stupid nephew.’.

“My (Y/n) can be so shy, it’s incredible,” Franky chuckled while (Y/n) hid half of her face behind her hand and adverted her eyes, “she gets so nervous around people sometimes that she probably didn’t even think to mention me. Don’t worry, dear. I’m not hurt.”

“Franky!” (Y/n) quietly admonished, turning away.

She heard the neighbor women chuckle knowingly and rolled her eyes hard at the wall. If being a corpse cleaner stopped paying, perhaps she could try her hand at acting.

“As entertaining as this is, we had better be on our way,” Loid said, sensing it was a good time to wrap up, “good seeing you.”

“Oh yes, have a good day then.”

“Say hello to the penguins for me, little Miss Anya.”

“Good talking with you all.”

“Oh we nailed that.” (Y/n) smiled smugly as soon as they all piled into the car. Loid and Franky in the front while she, Yor and Anya sat in the back.

“You almost even had me convinced.” Franky turned to face her with a grin. “You sure you don’t want to have a nice, romantic dinner with me?”

“Pfft, yeah I’m busy that day.”

“I didn’t even say when!”

“Mhm, as I said. Busy.” (Y/n) laughed, Franky pouted but joined in soon after.

Yor’s smile was stiff as she tried to busy herself by looking out the window. Try as she might to remind herself that their relationship was an act, it still worried her that (Y/n) and Franky seemed to get along despite the circumstances. The sooner they could go back to their normal routine, the better, but she would still try to enjoy the day and not think about feeding Franky to the crabs and other bottom feeders piece by piece for placing his lips even just against the skin of (Y/n)’s hand. She didn’t know how (Y/n) made it until Yuri crossed the line before breaking down.

Loid parked near the subway station and everyone piled out of the car. While they waited for the train to pull into the station, Loid took drink requests and Franky went with him to be an extra pair of hands.

Yor watched fondly as (Y/n) and Anya guessed what kind of animals they would see. Her momentary mental tranquility was quickly brought down as the men made their return.

“M’lady,” Franky bowed, presenting (Y/n) with her drink.

“Thank you, my good sir.” (Y/n) gave a mock curtesy in return.

When it came time to board the train, Yor couldn’t help but maneuver in such a way that guaranteed the spot in the booth beside (Y/n), leaving as little space between them as possible.

“How are you holding up?” (Y/n) whispered.

“Hm?” Yor feigned ignorance, but she wasn’t fooling her partner in the slightest.

“Hey,” (Y/n) whispered under her breath, though Loid, Franky and Anya were well engrossed in their penguin talk and no one else in the subway car seemed to be paying them any mind, “I love you, you know.”

“I know…” Yor worried the hem of her sleeve between her fingers.

“Try to enjoy the aquarium. Then we can cuddle up with some hot cocoa when we get home.”

Yor managed a small smile and nodded. She did like the sound of that. Loid did say the hard part was behind them since they put on their show for the neighbors. Now they could just relax and enjoy the day.

Unfortunately, none of them had foreseen running into more of their nosey neighbors at the aquarium.

“Oh Forgers and…?”

(Y/n) sighed inwardly and stepped up beside Franky to make introductions again. Once everyone was aquatinted, Loid clapped his hands together, ready to move on from the other group and get to his mission, but Yor spoke up instead.

“Why don’t you join us? The more the merrier, right?”

(Y/n) and Loid only just barely managed to hide their shock and disbelief while the neighbors eagerly agreed to the plan. This was the last thing Yor wanted to do, believe her, but if they needed more opportunities to present themselves like a real family to get these people off of their backs, then so be it. If they needed to appear normal, they needed to be more chummy with their neighbors in situations like this, even if that meant…

“Let’s go look at the penguins, my dear. I know how much you love them!” Franky beamed, interlocking his elbow with (Y/n)’s.

Yor’s smile twitched. Franky was much too eager to continue the charade for her liking.

“Yes, starting with the penguins sounds perfect. Is that alright with everyone?” Loid asked, receiving murmured approvals in reply.

Yor could at least take solace in how much Anya was enjoying herself. However, it didn’t take very long before Loid said he needed to get more drinks and left. Then Franky slapped his hands against the enclosure guardrail.

“I got it! (Y/n), come with me!”

“Huh? But—“

Franky pulled (Y/n) away and the neighbors chuckled at their antics while Yor bared down harder on the guard rail to try to keep her sudden bloodlust at bay. Where was Franky taking her (Y/n)? Why was Loid so thirsty today? And where was Anya going—

And where was Anya going?

“Miss Anya, wait!”

But she had already disappeared into the crowd. Yor turned her head every which way, looking for any of the other adults

who were supposed to be responsible for this child along with her, but saw none of them. It looked like she was on her own.

“Excuse me,” she chuckled awkwardly, leaving the neighbors behind. Hopefully this wouldn’t reflect too badly on them.

Meanwhile, (Y/n) watched on as Franky tried name after name to win a giant penguin plush. After the next failed attempt left the man with his head in his hands (Y/n) chimed in,

“Why are you doing this anyway?”

“Why am I doing this? (Y/n), don’t you know how dates are supposed to go? If I win this thing and give it to you, that’s like, a bazillion happily dating couple points!”

“I don’t think we need to worry about it that much. We’ve already done a pretty convincing job. Just breaking off from the group like this is probably filling their heads with all kinds of ideas.” (Y/n) tried not to think too hard on that.

Also, (Y/n) actually wanted to enjoy all of what the aquarium had to offer. Anya looked so cute running around to visit all of the exhibits. She wanted to be a part of that, not be stuck at this booth all day.

Another wrong guess, she sighed inwardly and gave Franky a sympathetic shrug which was met with gearing up for another guessing attempt. She hoped Yor was enjoying herself at least. Hopefully Loid didn’t take to long getting back so he could distract her from her absence.

Yor was not enjoying herself, but she wasn’t worried about (Y/n) at that moment either.

“Miss Anya? Where did you go, Miss Anya?” Yor called out in between asking passers by if they had seen a little pink-haired girl.

Oh dear, where did she go? When was Loid going to come back? Why did Franky have to steal (Y/n) away? She needed help!

“Mama!”

Yor perked up and turned around. Immediate relief washed over her as Anya come into view in another hallway. That relief was quickly replaced with concern once she saw she was on the coattails of a stranger. Anya hastily yelled,

“Mama, I’m being kidnapped!”

Yor’s expression became steely as she began her pursuit. She caught up quickly and spun Anya into her protective embrace with dizzying speed. Glaring hard at the man, her foot found home under his jaw.

“What are you are doing to my daughter?!” She yelled, the force she exerted rocketed him through a ceiling tile, lodging his head within, his legs still dangling in plain view.

“Wow.” Anya blinked, watching the man’s legs sway.

‘Oh no, I definitely over did it! I hope he’s not dead!’ Yor whined to herself.

She would need to find (Y/n) to help her take care of the corpse if that was the case. At least then they could be alone together.

“Are you alright, Miss Anya?”

“Mhm, thank you mama.” This would definitely help Anya’s papa with his mission.

“Ahhh, you had me so worried,” Yor sighed, resting her head atop Anya’s while she held her in her arms, “Let’s get back to the group now.”

“Okay mama.”

Yor was disappointed to see that (Y/n) had yet to return and surprisingly, neither had Loid. She put on the most convincing smile she could and apologized to the neighbors for the Forgers’ sudden scattering.

“Oh don’t worry about it dear.” One of the older women assured.

“It can’t be easy raising a little one. Especially when your husband hasn’t come back at all yet… he must be cheating on you. Who takes this long to get a drink?”

“How awful.” The other agreed.

“Um,” Yor felt strangely guilty that Loid was the one under all of this scrutiny when she was the one technically having an affair, “That’s not…“

“Yor, sorry I took so long.”

Everyone turned to see Loid walking up with a giant stuffed penguin in his arms, and a bitter looking Franky and a bored (Y/n) flanking him as they walked up.

“Taadaaa.” Loid smiled, presenting the plush to Anya.

“Penguin!” Anya joyously cheered, hugging the penguin that was twice her size.

“Wow, so cute! Where did you get that?” Yor asked.

“It was a prize from a penguin guessing game. Once I saw it, I knew I had to win it for Anya. I played over and over until I got it right. I lost track of the time though, sorry I was gone so long,” he added sheepishly.

Everyone else ate that up, except for Anya of course and then Franky further distracted from the group’s previous topic by adding his grievances.

“I can’t believe while I was working so hard to win that penguin for my lady, you were standing somewhere amongst the crowd, waiting to take away all my glory!”

“Miss Anya will take better care of that penguin than I ever could.” (Y/n) assured. She only wished Loid could have guessed correctly faster to save her from standing in place. She watched the nearby tropical fish exhibit for so long, she could probably draw out a prefect replica.

“Wow, you’re a better father than I thought.” One of the women blinked, mildly impressed.

“Oh, thank you.” Loid smiled.

‘I wouldn’t thank someone for a “complement” like that.’ (Y/n) thought to herself as she bit her tongue in an effort to keep any snark she held to herself. She turned to watch Yor and Anya play with the stuffed penguin and felt more at peace.

“I’m just a simple father trying to keep my footing as I protect my happy little family.” Loid spoke tenderly, working his magic on the middle-aged women.

Looks like today had worked out after all.

“Let’s go see the dolphin show!” Anya was already lugging the penguin towards the exhibit.

“Good idea!” (Y/n) agreed, happy to finally see more of what the aquarium had to offer.

“Come on, Forger! Speed it up!” Franky teased, fully aware of the antics Loid had been up to all day.

“Can we slow down a bit maybe?” Loid asked. The poor man was crashing faster than an airplane out of fuel.

Still, he wouldn’t trade this moment of peace for anything in the world. He’d enjoy every second of it.

***

Anya was enjoying her morning after her busy day at the aquarium yesterday, by showing her penguin around their ‘hideout’.

“This is agent papa, he can do anything.” She explained to the penguin as she moved around the living room.

“And this is agent mama, she’s super strong, but bad at everything else.”

“Am I that much of a failure?” Yor bemoaned.

“Of course not darling, you are good at plenty of things.” (Y/n) assured as she prepared breakfast in the kitchen.

“And that is agent mama, not to be confused with other agent mama, she keeps the hideout squeaky clean and makes the yummiest food. The three of them together are Anya’s most trusted lackeys.” Anya nodded to herself, a pleased smile upon her lips. Then she continued on her path, dragging the penguin behind her.

She was running out of places to visit. She knew she shouldn’t be in their rooms without permission… but it was much too tempting for the little girl.

“The most top-secret rooms of the hideout. Papa and the mamas’ rooms.”

What wonders could she stumble upon in her spy father’s room or her assassin mother’s room? Special knives? Bombs? Acid? Her fingers barely touched the door knob before she was quickly pulled away, feet dangling off of the ground.

“Hey! Where do you think you’re going?” Loid yelled, more so out of worry for Anya’s well-being than anger. He had a lot of dangerous things in his room after all.

“How many times do I have to tell you to not go in my room without permission?”

The combination of the surprise of being grabbed and the tone of Loid’s voice caused Anya to burst into tears.

“I— Anya, don’t cry. There’s dangerous things like scissors and heaters in there and I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” Loid spoke more softly.

“Yes, you shouldn’t go into mine and (Y/n)’s room either.” Yor added gently. Too many needles and poisons, acids and cleaners. They could probably blow up the whole apartment building if they weren’t stored properly.

“Papa and mama, I hate you both!” Anya wailed, running to the kitchen and hoping for a bit of sympathy from (Y/n). Unfortunately, (Y/n) was in the middle of carrying a scalding hot pan to the plates as Anya ran into her thighs at full speed.

Thankfully, (Y/n)’s grip and balance stayed firm, but the scare of almost dumping hot food and oil over the little girl lead (Y/n) to shout,

“Miss Anya! No running in the kitchen, I could have seriously hurt you!” She scolded.

“Anya hates mama too!” Anya bawled, “Anya’s going to run away from home!”

The three adults jolted as if they had been struck by lightning, each feeling more awful the longer Anya cried. (Y/n) tried to console, but Anya kept crying until Loid picked up the Penguin and hid his flushed face in its soft back.

“A-agent Anya, there’s no time for crying. World peace is on the line!” Loid said, speaking in a higher tone that would have had (Y/n) struggling not to laugh if Anya hadn’t just said she hated her twenty seconds ago.

(Y/n) saw Yor grab a robot and followed suit by grabbing Anya’s pink chimera plush.

“L-let’s wrap up the hideout tour and go on our next mission.”

“Yes, let’s go beat the bad guys!” Robot Yor agreed.

“We’ll teach them not to mess with us!” Chimera (Y/n) chimed in.

Anya sniffled, but that seemed to have appeased her. She wiped her nose and commanded the three of them to follow her lead to the candy store.

It was a rather embarrassing outing for Loid, Yor and (Y/n), but to see Anya smile and laugh so happily, it made having to go out in public with toys over their faces and silly voices leading to giggling strangers worth it.

#spy family x reader #spy x family x reader #yor briar x reader #yor forger x reader #yor x reader #yor briar #yor forger

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96percentdone · 3 years ago

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Okay, I already made like. three posts about twiyor and confessions (of the romantic and occupational variety), but I saw a meme drawing of Anya and her father, and it has me thinking about how Anya gets exposed.

Now, I don't think she's going to do the morse code thing again. The first time was already traumatic for her, a lesson learned the hard way. But like...Anya meddles so fucking much, and she's not even especially good at it, because she's like. five. No five-year-old is good at subterfuge. One of these days she's going to do something to help Twilight that will cause more trouble than it won't. It'll get him a little too close to compromised for the last time, and it'll click. The thing connected to all those close calls, all the strange pointers, the incomprehensible behavior—it all comes back to Anya.

Now, for the sake of Drama™, Twilight will have this realization when she's not around him. Because it's Twilight, he might honestly consider the possibility that Anya is counterintelligence, and he's been had. Extra likely since he's learned about the experiments Ostania has done, and Anya has an enormous gap in her records, and this man chronically overthinks things. (Bonus points if he gets intel alluding to Ostania doing shit like this in the future). Maybe she keeps fucking up tests and getting bolts as sabotage. Anya will suddenly look extremely suspicious, and even thinking that way will hurt.

Twilight is a master of deception, to the point he routinely lies to himself about the growing affection he feels for Anya and Yor. But Twilight deals with adult women all the time in his missions, fake romances included. Keeping himself in check there is easier than it is with the small child who has wormed her way into his heart and has no intent to leave. It hurts to the point he can't even successfully lie to himself about why it does. Betrayal sucks. But what is he supposed to do? He can tell Handler he's been compromised, and he suspects it's Anya herself, but then what? Will she be taken prisoner? Killed? He stops moments before sending the communication. This is something he has to see for himself.

Once he gets home, Anya's excited "Papa!" dies as soon as she gets a glimpse of the thoughts running through his mind. Twilight expected several things, but it wasn't Anya suddenly crying the moment she lays eyes on him. There's no way she can know that he figured her out, right? But there she is bawling, "I'm sorry! Please don't get rid of me!"

That's a strange reaction. How could she already have cottoned on to that this fast? While his thoughts race, Anya is still bawling, and apologizing incoherently. Bond trots over, his furry face unable to decide which of them to look at, and shortly after Yor follows, asking, "Miss Anya, what's wrong?"

"I...I'm not sure," Twilight says. That's not even a lie. "Let me take her to her room. I think she wants to talk to me."

"Can I help at all?" Yor looks lost, and worried, but Twilight can't have her involved in this.

"I'll take care of it. If you could order dinner for us, that would be great. And take Bond for a walk."

"Okay."

In her own room, Anya is much quieter, although fat tears still roll out of her eyes at a breakneck pace. "Are you going to get rid of me?"

How is he supposed to answer that? Even if she's counterintelligence, she's still a child. Interrogating her without solid proof could just traumatize an innocent little girl. It depends? Is she a spy?

"I'm not a spy!" Anya says, before he even says one word.

.....Okay. That's suspicious. He didn't even say anything, and she's already defensive. Well, she is still a child. Maybe the pressure all got to her.

"I'm not a spyyy!!!!" she insists, banging her tiny fists on her bed.

"I didn't say anything." What kind of scenario is this? Nowhere in training do they prepare you for possibly interrogating a small child.

"You thought it! You think Anya is a spy!" Seconds after she says it, her eyes go wide. Like she said something she shouldn't have. Maybe it's because she showed her hand too soon? "Now you'll really get rid of me...."

Okay, Twilight, one step at a time. He's been playing the role of Father, and right now it seems more dire to keep that up than ever. "I'm not getting rid of you," at least not until I know for certain. Anya starts hiccuping again. "Now, what's this about you being a spy?"

"I'm not a spy!"

"So you've said, but nobody called you one." Not out loud, anyway. "What brought this on?"

"Papa still thinks I'm a spy," Anya says, her hands pressed against her ears, and her eyes squeezed shut.

Huh? Twilight can't keep up with this conversation at all, nor her inexplicable actions. "Why would I--"

"Papa's a liar." Anya curls up into a ball, her hands not once leaving her ears. "Even when you think Anya is a spy, you won't say it."

Honestly, at this point, Twilight isn't sure he's thinking at all. This conversation has well exited his control, and yet Anya is going in circles with it. That's not good spy behavior. Or even spy behavior. Maybe he's wrong about this entire hypothesis, but that just makes her behavior up until now, and especially now, even stranger.

Twilight takes a deep breath. One...two...three. "Anya. Why are you so sure I think you're a spy?"

"Because you keep thinking it."

Again with the circles. "Yes, but why do you think I think that?"

"Because I can hear you think that, be--" she hiccups, "because I'm a tellypath."

A what.

"A tellypath," Anya repeats, like asked that out loud.

Maybe it showed on his face. Of all the stories he's been fed, this one is a whole other level.

"It's not a story," she says. "I can hear people's thoughts."

Is she toying with him?

She shuffles around, finally taking her hands off her now red ears and holds out a stuffed toy. "Um...Mr. Chimera says hello."

Huh? Another sigh. "Anya, is this a new game?"

She shakes her head. "I'm a tellypath. I can prove it."

"How?"

"Just think something! I'll say it!"

Anything? Well, if she is a spy, she probably has intel on him, meaning she wouldn't have to mind-read to know it.

Anya whines. "You think too loudly! Just pick something a spy can't know, even with all the cool spy stuff you keep in the weird box in your room!"

This strategy makes no sense, Twilight thinks, for what's probably the seventieth time in the past 20 minutes. Something he wouldn't have said or hinted to as Loid; something even a spy wouldn't know, huh? Well guarded and well kept, like an unspoken emotion. A motivation. The reason he became a spy is known only to himself; it's something he only remembered when Anya came into his life.

Anya smiles, for the first time since he got home. Finally, she stopped crying. "You want to make a world where kids don't have to cry. From war. Or. Bad guys who take children." She twirls the arms of Mr. Chimera still in her hands. "Did you really forget before you bought me?"

"Don't phrase it like that," Twilight says on instinct. Where does she learn this stuff? But then, given what just happened—she knew—maybe she's learned it from him. She's learned so many things from him, things he's never said out loud before. "But yes I did."

"Wow...." Anya says. She smiles for the first time this evening. "I'm the most special girl ever."

"You appear to be the only telepath, yes," Twilight says, and he's deflecting from admitting the truth to her words, or the warmth it brings him, and he knows it, and maybe Anya also knows it, so he ruffles her hair and hopes she doesn't call him on it.

Mercifully, she yawns. All the crying seems to have caught up to her, because she flops onto her side in her bed and hugs Mr. Chimera, still in her arms. "Papa?"

"Yes?"

"Are you going to get rid of me?" Although she can barely keep them open, there's transparent fear shivering in her eyes.

He will not lie to her. If what she said is true, there wouldn't be much point. There are still things he has to check, things he has to confirm, several unanswered questions, and Anya quivers.

A breath, exhaled. Decision made. "No," he says. "I'm not." He made that decision when he chose not to tell Handler.

Finally, Anya relaxes; the tension evaporates from her small body, and her eyes shut for good. She's asleep. If everything turns out to be true, she likely needs an actual psychiatrist. He'll have to look into that later. For now, he pulls the blanket out from under her and over her tiny shoulders. "I'll wake you up when it's time for dinner."

#hope.txt #spy x family #anya forger #loid forger #agent twilight #sxf #my meta #sometimes you start writing meta and it transitions into fanfiction #ooooopppsss #anyway i put the read more where i think the shift happens #in case you don't want to read the fic-ier half #but yeah

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