#muse: yor forger

[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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💍 -- @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.”

[buf309]

I found an interesting thread on the blue bird. I didn’t see the original tweet and I also don’t want to find it, reading the defendings is enough.

Some people do have funny-but-dead-wrong opinions and not afraid to air it out for all to see.

This is a joke. Don’t take it too seriously.

[inkdrawndreamer]

Something I appreciate a lot about Spy x Family is that no one ever expects Anya to be grateful to Loid and Yor.

Adoptees are often bombarded with the idea that they should be grateful for receiving the bare minimum amount of care from anyone. Adoption stories have such a tendency to treat the kids as products or victims who owe their parents for rescuing them sonehow, but Anya is never treated that way. Granted, the way Loid thought about her in terms of her usefulness in the beginning was shitty, but he also had no way of knowing that Anya could hear him think that. Once he remembers that he became a spy to keep kids like her from being hurt, he never thinks of her like that again. When Murdoch is trying to make her cry during the school interview, Loid and Yor go from embarrassed to furious. They don't care about their parenting/homemaking skill being insulted, they care that he is upsetting Anya. Loid and Yor are always worried about failing her, regardless of their respective missions. They are good parents because they are always trying to be good enough for her.

[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

[caramialunaestelle]

She's humming softly while Anya naps in her arms.

[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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@perceptualephemera

[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.

[koseigu]

[ awkward ] sender and receiver, laying in the same bed, establish some distance between their bodies before falling asleep. when they wake up, they realize they're cuddling twiyor

there's no way out of it this time.

yor's drunken anxiety attack that manifested as an actual attack for poor yuri was enough to make him understand that asking them to kiss in front of him was perhaps a little too far. she doesn't drink tonight, mostly because she doesn't want to set a bad example for anya during dinner. also because she needs her head on straight.

yuri is staying in her room the guest room, which makes sense because the other bedroom will be occupied by the happy couple. naturally.

it's not like she's a blushing virgin, yor has dealt with the realities of being a masseuse for quite some time now. intercourse is transactional in her life and always has been. part of the job, though she tries to avoid it as much as possible. as much as she wants it, the thorn princess knows she likely won't be able to have a normal family. and while she wants the children part of a family, she has little care for the making of those children.

sex is just...not a priority. or it wasn't. until loid forger proposed to her in an alleyway with a grenade pin and turned her entire world upside down.

now she thinks about sex frequently. far too frequently for a respectable mother in a platonic arrangement with a man who clearly has as much to hide as she does.

she thinks about making a wall out of those silly yes! pillows they have, then decides against it. thinks about offering to pull out a sleeping bag, then decides against it. thinks about asking loid if she'd be okay if she wore the nighty she purchased for herself that happens to be the same shade as his eyes, then really decides against that. red, then. like a rose.

their goodnights are stilted at best, and both of them stare at the ceiling for almost an hour before yor finally falls asleep with guilt in her heart and warmth between her legs.

...sunlight streams through the window, casting the entire bedroom in a warm glow that makes everything the light touches look almost ethereal. if she believed in any sort of heaven, yor likes to think it would look like this. her apartment, with her husband and daughter, perpetually sunny. she's warmer than she should be, though. and there's a hot breeze on the back of her neck and something warm and heavy on her hip. her bare hip. and it's twitching, the way a hand would twitch.

she takes a slow inhale, trying to process the fact that her gown rode up and she somehow ended up being spooned by the talented mr. forger despite the fact that they both fell asleep like vampires in a coffin.

a distraction comes in the form of another realization: tthe warm breeze, his breath, isn't that of a sleeping man.

"good morning," she says, voice still thick with sleep as she tries to keep it even "this bed is more comfortable than i thought."

@eleutheriya, spending the night prompts

[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.

[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.

[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.."

[infernal-feminae]

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Yor walked slowly, her gaze never leaving her target's back as she followed him from a distance away. He didn't seem aware of her prescence, or that he would be walking right into a dead end.

When he inevitably turned he let out a gasp when he saw Yor standing in his way. "Excuse me, sir," She began, taking her hidden daggers out from her hairpiece. "May I have the pleasure..." She advanced towards him.

"...Of taking your life~?"