#spypa

[hercaprice]

@spypa liked for a starter ! ! ! ( ♡ )

‘  since you seem a little confused, this is the butterfly manor-- most who end up seriously injured come here for recovery & rehabilitation. .  ‘

[victoryclaimed]

spypa liked ✧ for a starter   !

                               “oh, you were sent here as well? if that's so, then perhaps there may be more danger here than i initially thought. . ."

[telepathforger]

❝ anya ? what’re you doing up this late ? ❞ the small frame within his view as loid sat in his chair reading a book , the moon cast upon his back. it shocked him to see her at his doorway , vulnerable to the dark.

❝ anya’s sorry, papa... anya was asleep, but then she had a scary dream, and... and then she couldn’t get back to sleep, and... and anya... um... ❞

she fidgets a bit as she speaks, holding mr chimera to her chest as she looks down for a moment, before looking back up at loid.

❝ c-can anya sleep in your room tonight, papa? anya will go right to bed, she promises! ❞

[thevcssel-a]

❝      So what. Do you want me to call you dad now?     ❞ 

@spypa​  

[hearttorn]

😘 ( to Yor of course , just a peck on the cheek to show they love each other in public ) // KISS MEME - accepting / @spypa

                           ❝ L o i d ? ❞ IT’S PERFECTLY CHASTE, a simple peck on the cheek - nothing to be startled by. && yet something about it sent her head spinning.

    They’re married - it’s only natural ! 

    But she’s a grown woman, && she knows their marriage is one of convienence. No shame in that - not when they’re both on the same page. Composure is key, && there’s no point in getting flustered !

    She coughs into her fist briefly, her blush newly accompanied by a DEMURE smile. Ever the picture of the PERFECT wife. 

    She trusts Loid . . . so someone must be watching them. Keeping up appearances is a must.

[never-surrender]

@spypa cont

      ❝ is there a  choice  ?  ❞  composed even with the hashira’s smile that bled with ferociousness  ,  twilight sighs.  he should know who he’s entrusting them to.  

                         ❝  i wouldn’t have offered this arrangement if it meant putting any one of their lives in jeopardy----- she will be safe.  the more important question is  ,  what are my privileges  ?  since they are your wives  ,  i'd expect there be some ground rules.  ❞  every marriage had boundaries.  

Privileges, huh? A moment of silence passes between the men before Tengen straightens to his full height, chin lifted in such a manner that it would have him looking down to Twilight as he thought over what was said. He knew without a doubt that if he were to place restrictions on what could and could not be done, his wives would follow the order without question or hesitation ... 

Problem was, he simply wasn’t that kind of a man. 

“You’re asking the wrong person that question, Twilight.” sighing out the words, Tengen’s posture finally seemed to relax a bit, the kimono he wore hiding the way the veins in his arms popped to betray the truth. “My wives will be the ones to place the rules..” 

[rahbid]

TARGET   :   FORGER, LOID. LOCATION   :   @spypa​​​​​​ ASSIGNMENT   :   TENSION   [   A SYMBOL MEME   ] ENCRYPTED   :   🚬  :    jezebel steals a cigarette from loid’s mouth.

        her lips are pink and sticky with gloss, shining under the light of street lamps. she watches, eyes aglow in the night, as he brings a cigarette to his lips, the flaming ember of lighting it up. without warning, her glived hand reaches out, plucks it right from his mouth with that same subtle deviance and informality eve must have plucked the apple of eden from its' tree with. what had once been his had now become hers, brought to plump lips. she takes a drag as he watches on, blows the smoke out into the night air. when the cigarette is pulled away from her, her imprint remains   ---   sparkling, sweetly - scented pink staining the orange filter. finally, she looks at him, smirk playing on her mouth.

        ❝   you shouldn't smoke, you know.   ❞   another drag, this time smoke blown teasingly towards him.   ❝   it'll kill you.   ❞ 

[ofthorns]

“ Are you interested ? It’s a good day for it. ” he points to the restaurant with outdoor seating. He’s heard of this place. All the rage , apparently.

" Right now? "

Yor glanced at all of the available seating. It was such a pleasant day out. Not too sunny, not a hint of humidity. No sweater needed for the slightly overcast weather, and it smelled divine. A few of her coworkers had mentioned the food from the new restaurant.

" Would Anya- " She caught herself before holding her thought. No, she didn't think their daughter would be too upset if they ate out without her. Though she was a little flustered at the thought of it being just them, the assassin nodded.

" I'd love to ."

[spydcddya]

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[thelreads]

YEAH YEAH COMPLAIN HOW MUCH YOU WANT, ITS TOO LATE NOW TWILIGHT. THE SEAL OF PARENTHOOD HAS BEEN BRANDED INTO YOUR SOUL, THIS IS YOUR DAUGHTER, AND YOU’RE HER FATHER, NOTHING ELSE CAN CHANGE THAT

NO, BUT YOU’RE IT TO BE CALLED A DAD-SPY, OR SPYPA PERHAPS, AND THIS TITTLE IS WAY MORE VALUABLE.

Yeah Yeah, we know that Twilight, you don’t like kids crying, hell you pretty much seemed to be thinking that kids were supposed to be tiny adults by the looks of it. You’ll get used to it, Anya seems to be the crying type.

[telepathforger]

“ No running through the halls Anya. ” He calls ahead. For all the excitement she had , she could do laps for them both. Although that’s what all kids do , the reminder would help the impression they had on others.

❝ but anya’s just so excited, papa! ❞

even after loid gently scolded her, anya continues to dash through the halls of the store they were in, scanning over all the shelves before running off towards another one and repeating the process.

anya had been invited to becky’s house to play, and though this happened fairly frequently, anya was oddly insistent that the forger family come bearing a gift for becky when they got there. and so she had dragged her father to the store, in order to find the perfect present.

❝ what do you think becky wants, papa? anya thinks she wants a pretty dress! the prettiest dress ever! ❞

[thevcssel-a]

my spy x family verse is basically yuuji being anya’s biological older brother that was separated from anya. he was also experimented on, which would explain his inhuman strength & durability & speed in this verse. after grandpa itadori passed away, yuuji went off to find anya and then suddenly loid has two kids to take care of 

thANKS @spypa for helping me come up w/ this <3 

[never-surrender]

Thanks to @spypa I’m bringing Yor to the blog ... 

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[spydcddya]

@hercaprice​ | insect hashira

@spypa liked for a starter ! ! ! ( ♡ )

‘  since you seem a little confused, this is the butterfly manor– most who end up seriously injured come here for recovery & rehabilitation. .  ‘

        ❝   yea  ,  i kind of put two and two together with them floating about outside----  so this is the infirmary.  what kind of treatment do you extend to your patients  ?   ❞  irritation coloring his throat.  he wasn’t stupid to use his surroundings as an object of deduction  ,  the real confusion was the ambience.  it’s too  ,  too...... cute   ?  it feels like a spa more than a place for the injured  ,  but then again  ,  it was better than his former place of work.