#muse: yor forger

[caramialunaestelle]

"I have Anya's and Yuri's gifts bought and wrapped... But what on earth should I get Loid for Christmas this year? Would he like a collection of hunting knives to use against his enemies?"

[coreofgold]

@strawbrryrush for Yor

"I'm going to end up living in a box!" Anya sobbed, hugging her backpack close. She's trying so hard in school, but her grades are barely up there, no matter how many thoughts she reads. How is she going to be a spy vet now?

[sorrowmarked]

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💍 -- @eleutheriya (yor & loid)

Yor glanced over at Loid, a soft smile pulling at her lips, but there was some confusion in her soft brown eyes. It wasn't that she didn't get what he was asking her. It was simply that she didn't understand why he was asking her. She glanced around their house, quiet now that Anya was asleep, and Bond was curled up in the room with her. It was just the pair of them sitting out in the living room now.

But everywhere around them were moments of a life built together. Just because this was all for an assignment, didn't mean they weren't partners in more ways than one.

"But Loid ... we already are married."

[caramialunaestelle]

Yor didn't know what to say to that. It was obvious the younger assassin was distraught about her circumstances, but at the same time, she seemed determined to fix her situation by herself. Yor reached out to gently rub the girl's back. It was a gesture that usually helped Anya feel better when upset, so it may help Karla feel better too.

"You're killing other assassins?" Yor asked for clarification. "Are you planning on taking me out then?" Her eyes narrowed at Karla. "But if you need to do this, then I will not stop you... But I will defend myself and my family to the very end."

“Yeah… that’s, uh… that’s me. It’s what I have to do if I ever want to go back to normal… I wish I didn’t have to, but… I haven’t slept in months, food is losing its taste, I can barely drink anything other than water without puking…”

“I just… don’t want to have to get you involved. It’s what I have to do. I don’t want this, but… until I’ve found my justice… I can’t die. I’ll live forever until nobody has to suffer what I did.”

[weebsh-t]

I'm new, how do aged-up AU's work for this particular fandom? As in, those ones where Anya and Damian are teens still in school together. Is Mission Strix just taking THAT long? Is it still in action but all identities are revealed? Is this a scenario where Anya was adopted and enrolled at 16? Is the mission long over and she's just, being sent to school now with no ulterior motives? Help

[blueberryinko]

Hmm. Yor Forger thinking something’s missing in her life when she stumbles across a lewd magazine talking about a rare phenomenon where women swell into blueberries, inspired by Wonka-San and the Chocolate Factory, and Yor finds herself getting hot to it. She whines and excuses herself to the bedroom where Anya can’t hear and slides a finger down her shirt.

A week later, she has everything she needs. A special chemical compound she created herself, once she takes it there’s no going back. She talks with Loid about it, and Loid finds himself increasingly obsessed with it. The idea of her burgeoning blue flesh being squeezed by his fingers, her motherly breasts growing until they fill that pretty black dress of hers. Her plush, plump thighs quaking as he positions himself between them.

And when she drinks the serum, she turns blue. Her belly balloons outwards and her top tears to shreds. She’s not wearing a bra, she finds her newer ones uncomfortable. Loid wastes no time in pinning her to the bed, and she whines as she grows, bucking her hips as her breasts grow fuller, more sensitive, her womb growing more fertile within minutes. She’s becoming so big, so round she can barely think, nothing left of the assassin she once was. She feels her limbs starting to thicken and her eyes roll back in her head a moment.

“Annnh- Loid!” She’d beg as she grew, and Loid would tear off her skirt, granting him access to her ballooning body, and soon she’d start to round out, her panties stretched like a king sized bedsheet over her plump, motherly womanhood. And then when her limbs are fully sucked into her body, she’d flap her hands and kick her little feet as her panties waistband tremors.

CREEEAAAAAAK….

Grooaaaaaannn..

BANG!

Her panties burst from her body, leaving her totally, utterly naked in front of Loid. A few months later, the ultrasound comes back.. it’s quads.

Or maybe it doesn’t happen instantly. Maybe it’s over several days, and she has to go out in public knowing she’s eventually going to be this gigantic ball of a woman, starting to not fit in doorways, people staring at this blue, fattening housewife as she tries her best to remain mobile, nearing the end of her transformation and barely able to waddle under quivering calves and forearms that are basically just stubs, a straining dress has now become a bra on her and she can barely think with all the pressure on her pelvis.

I dunno, Yor berry thoughts.

[coreofgold]

"Notebooks?" Maybe if it's a cute notebook it'll help Anya focus. "That works! A cute notebook would surely help."

"-i do, I know you're a smart girl and you'll do great things." she insists with a kind smile, "-and id love to help you accomplish those things.. we can start with taking notes! notes yes, we can buy notebooks."

[shiuefha]

It seems like, Becky will be traumatized by Yor tonight...

Yeah, I already know what will happen here, but I just don't want to leave a huge spoiler in my post.

[escalaregalia]

9 MF

( Yor and Loid! )

sinday gif prompts | 9MF

At this point he was just teasing Yor, with her plump cheeks and thighs, taking advantage of her inexperience she was. Spreading her cheeks he wasted no time shoving his face in there, tongue running slowly up and down her already dripping folds, savouring the taste.

[coreofgold]

@tragcdysewn for Yor

Roll 26 Characters enter a mud filled portion of the maze, where their footsteps feel heavy, and every push further seems to sink them farther and farther into the mud.

"I can do this! I can do this maze." Anya said to herself as she walked through the maze. She heard a splat and looked down at the mud. "Eww." She kept going, but it was getting harder. "W-what?" She tried to run, but it felt like she was going deeper. "H-help! I'm stuck." She's afraid to keep going without sinking fully.

[sorrowmarked]

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@perceptualephemera

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

"Miiiiiilllllliiiiieeee!!!" Moxxie yells happily and hugs her happily with a big smile. "I miss you so much!!"

Millie was talking to Hanoka and Yor when hearing the familiar shout. Turning, she saw Moxxie that hugs her and she smiled. "Hey Moxxie! I've missed you too!" she smiled hugging him close with Hanoka and Yor smiling.

"Awwwwwwww.."

[coreofgold]

"Mama!" Anya hugged her tight. While she doesn't remember everything, she remembers what was told to her before her parents disappeared. She doesn't want to question what the other said out loud. Not when she's here. "I, um, I know a cafe if you want."

Closed starter for anya !! @coreofgold

" Miss anya?" yor called out with a smile; happy to see her daughter, "-oh I'm so happy to see you're here - but.. what must loid think?" she thought out loud. Does he think she walked out of him? Oh, he's probably already getting a divorce - he just needed the excuse.. now she felt her cheeks blushing at the fear, "Are you hungry? We should get something. " she gave her best fake smile.

[spydcddya]

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[helluvaslut]

Open RP 

“Oh hello there, glad to see you’re awake. I was sent to assainate you, but I have some other plans in mind. What do you say?” She teased towards the other with a smile on her face. The message she was implying is clear as day. As the assassin had her legs wide open exposing her panties

[musingmemories]

@mused-like-roses 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭: ❛ 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙? ❜ 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐋𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐫)

Midnight. A hushed silence had settled over the Forger household, exchanged good night’s and last of the evening’s noise fully absorbed into the apartment’s skeletal frame, falling silent only hours prior. Anya was now tucked snugly under her covers, snoozing away the second her head hit the pillow after a wild night of karaoke and performing with a wireless microphone… toy, or something. Yor still couldn’t quite grasp how it worked and played music and amplified the pink haired’s voice like a real microphone, but all she knew was the precious item made Anya so happy she’d wanted to take it to bed with her. ‘You won’t sleep.’ had been Loid’s reasoning, and protests were quelled with Yor’s request Anya sing to them her favorite song at breakfast before school the next day. Carried excitement was heard all the way to Anya’s room, possible choices sang soft as lullabies before she’d drifted off to sleep.

Yor’s favorite of the night ran through her mind while getting ready for bed, fond smile on her lips as lashes fluttered shut. She looked forward to tomorrow. As she did every night since arriving at the house of Loid and Anya.

But all of this… was meant to end someday.

Upturned lips faded, a decision weighed heavily on the consciousness of the Thorn Princess. She wanted to continue as she was with Loid and Anya, to leave behind the killing and live life without spilling anymore blood. But she knew The Garden wouldn’t understand… it wasn’t an easy organization one could easily quit. She’d already been warned once to remember where her priorities lie, and she’d graciously reassured her Shopkeeper she was grateful. Because she knew it— they both knew it: Yor wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for them.

❛ can’t sleep? ❜ A golden alto tone played beneath the words and Yor snapped to attention, having left her bed to sit on the sofa and stare out the window, pillow tucked against her chest. Cloudy skies colored the night in shades of evening dove, fog shrouded the streets below the misty windowpane. Ruby eyes followed the line of Loid’s frame from waist to eyes of aquamarine. “Did I wake you, Loid-san?” She could’ve sworn she’d tiptoed down the hall light as a butterfly’s landing but she’d been lost in her thoughts. “You caught me. I couldn’t sleep. I was thinking about the school year for Anya-san and how excited she must be.” The future, not too far off from the truth and something she could dream of thanks to the blessings life had given her. “But I was about to make some hot cocoa— would you like some?” To join her if he too couldn’t sleep.