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thehusbandoden · 2 months

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And Nothing Else Matters -Husband!Loid Forger x Wife!Reader

A/n: it's so easy to write now! I'm so glad that stupid writer's block is gone. :3

I hope I'm not badgering Loid's character lol. Pls let me know what you think! <3

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Genre: pure fluff \\ wc: 711 \\ female reader \\ posted: 03/14/24

Summary:

You feel super clingy.. and you know exactly who your victim is. Your husband.

You giggle, kissing your beloved husband’s cheeks. His dazzling azure eyes instantly meet yours as he frowns, hand held up in defense. He retired from his spy career last year, but he was always on alert. You kiss his warm palm, giggling into his skin as you rub your cheek against his large, warm palm.

You’re not sure why, but you feel extremely clingy... and your perfect victim was of course, your husband. You loved him to pieces, even though he could come off as distant at times, you stuck with him, bathing in the affection whenever he gave it to you, and beaming with gratitude as he showed you his love through several acts of service throughout the day, everyday.

Loid looked at you with a blank look as you nuzzled into his palm, giggling happily. As you continue to giggle, inching closer to him, he can’t help but let out a small sigh, his lips lifting into a small smile. Your giggles grow louder, you’re now full on laying on top of him, rubbing your cheek against his chest.

“Love you baby.” You giggle, kissing his jaw, cheeks, and nose.

“I love you too, y/n.” He mumbles, smiling ever so slightly down at you, stroking your hair softly. You bathe in the affection. If you were a cat, you would be purring.

“You’re so comfy.” You giggle, stuffing your nose into his neck.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah! So warm, snuggly, and you smell sooo good.” You rub your nose against his jawline, giggling at the sensation of your skin on his. You were addicted. You push your nose to his, rubbing them together as you fawn over him.

A warm blush coats Loid’s cheeks, causing you to grin in glee. Your giggles continue as you rub your cheek against his.

“What do I smell like?” He smirks softly, raising an eyebrow. You giggle even more when you see his playful side coming out. Something rare, and a blessing that he bestowed on you and Anya, his girls. You two were his world, and you knew that as well as he did.

“I don’t know. You smell like you.” You shrug, giggling as you kiss his forehead, peppering kisses all over his skin.

“You’re going to give me a breakout...” he sighs, though there’s still a small smirk on his face.

“Oh yeah?” You giggle, kissing his skin harder.

He chuckles, his hands moving to your waist. He pinches your sides, causing you to let out a squeak of surprise, your hands quickly grabbing his to stop his playful assault.

“Meanie, that hurt!” You pout, attempting- and failing- to stifle your giggles. His smirk widens into a grin as he frees his hands from yours, tickling your sides.

You squeal in surprise, giggling as you desperately try to get his hands away. Your giggles turn into laughter as you decide to get revenge, attacking his own sides with tickles and soft pinches. He attempts to keep a straight face but ends up grinning ear to ear as he watches your smiling face.

He continues to tickle and gently pinch your sides, nipping at your ear. You squeal in surprise, laughing uncontrollably as you continue to assault his chest and waist. You run out of air, panting from the playful attack.

“I give up! Cease fire!” You giggle, slumping onto his warm chest. He pinches your waist one last time before stilling his hands, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

His grin softens into a smile as he looks down at you, kissing in-between your eyebrows, the tip of your nose, the apples of your cheeks, and finally your lips.

The kiss was slow and gentle, melting you into a puddle. You kiss back sweetly, silently expressing your unconditional love and undying devotion to the man of your dreams.

Loid pulls back, giving your lips one last peck before he rests his forehead against yours, breathing softly. You close your eyes, getting lost in the feeling of having your beloved so close. “I love you.” You whisper, entangling your hands into his blonde hair.

“And I love you, my dearest.” He whispers back. Your smile widens, he rarely uses pet names, and when he does, he’s showing you his soft side. The side that hasn’t been bruised or broken, the side of him that he has fought desperately for years to protect, to hide.

It made you feel like the luckiest woman alive. And to be frank, you were. You were the luckiest, happiest woman in the world. You had your beloved husband, and your precious little girl.

And nothing else mattered.

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kentoberry · 2 years

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BLESSINGS — loid forger.

pairings ⭒ loid forger x f reader.

about ⭒ baby fever sweeps the forger household.

content ⭒ [ 18+ ; minors do not interact ] br33ding ⭒ mentions of alcohol ⭒ c-rvix kissing.

"are you sure about this, dear?"

"i've never been more sure of anything, loid."

that exchange was little over an hour ago, and loid couldn't resist you for a moment longer. anya had been mentioning wanting a younger sibling and (if you were honest) you too had been pondering what it would be like to have a baby in the house.

despite this, it was actually loid that had posed the question. sure, your marriage had been built on a fake precedent, but the pair of you were more than content with the way that things had played out. loid agreed that it would be delightful to have a baby with you; you and anya already gave him something he never thought that he would have, something to fight for and a visible reason for why he continued his job. however, he would be lying if he said that the thought of you, belly swollen with his baby and breasts heavy in preparation, didn't activate a possessive desire deep within him.

you'd started sharing one room, acting more affectionate towards one another, and before either of you could recognize it, you'd fallen into an actual relationship with one another. one bottle of wine and anya spending the night at a sleepover with becky was all it took for the dam of suppressed feelings to finally give way and lead to you both sleeping together. although the alcohol had left you somewhat fuzzy, you could remember staring in awe at the sight of loid's pretty cock, decorated with prominent veins and a bold, blushing tip. he was gentle with you, preparing your cunt with experienced fingers and a heavenly tongue. each touch was filled with an ethereal combination of care and lust, making you feel as though you were on cloud nine.

this time, now that loid had the goal of putting a baby in you, prior tenderness was only amplified. he wanted to see your face throughout, so he'd settled on laying you on your back and promising to treat you like a princess. as he began by wrapping his soft lips around your stiff nipples, loid couldn't help himself babbling about how pretty you would look as your tits swelled with milk for your future child.

"fuck, loid," you whined as he finally slipped the tip of his cock into you.

he had to use every ounce of self restraint not to fuck you with the rage of a feral beast, instead opting for more subdued, passionate movements. he took his sweet time bottoming out inside of you, the bulbous head of his cock kissing your cervix. drawn out whimpers and whines filled the air between you, each mumbling sweet nothings to one another. you gasped a loud started to thrust in and out of you, each stroke brushed filling you to the brim. you were quickly reduced to a moaning mess, arms outstretched in order to bring loid closer to you. he abided by your wishes, placing a tender and loving kiss to your lips. you could feel the sparks as soon as his mouth was on yours, reignited as though this was the first time that your husband had kissed you. however, loid had ulterior motives as you were growing a little bit too loud. usually, he wouldn't complain, however. . .

“careful, love,” he whispered, “we don’t want to wake her up,”

. . . your daughter was sound asleep a few rooms away. you nuzzled against loid's neck, softly nipping at his sensitive skin whilst he continued to pound into you. his arms wrapped around your waist and torso, pulling you closer until your bodies were pressed flush against one another. he continued to fuck you in such an intimate position, displaying the extent of his agility as he held you close and still managed to keep up his pace.

when he groaned your name, you could tell that loid was close. filthy thoughts of his cum seeping out of your hot cunt made your walls clench and your nails synchronously dig into his muscular back. the next thing you knew, you could feel his hot pants on your neck once again.

“you’re sure about this?” he asked, showing that even in this moment he held the utmost concern for your feelings. once you reassured him that you wanted this just as much as him, a certain vigour became evident in each thrust, one that you had never seen the man possess. one of his hands slipped in between you both to seek out your swollen clit. he’d done this enough to know how you like it, what movements it would take to push you over the edge alongside him.

“loid,” you cried, resorting to chewing your bottom lip in order to prevent any other lewd sounds emerging. loid looked close to angelic above you, the low lighting of your bedroom casting a halo over his blonde locks. beads of sweat stuck his hair to his forehead, and his eyes occasionally rolled backwards in his head. the sight alone was enough to make you cum.

as loid began to feel your pussy spasm around him, he once again planted his lips on your own, muffling your heavenly moans. he didn’t stop playing with your clit, even when his own orgasm crested and his cum began to spill against your womb. you could feel his cock twitching inside of you, as well as his warm seed filling you up. the two of you held that position for a moment, with loid plugging your cunt and holding you tight. your foreheads were pressed against one another, and you couldn’t help the joyful tears that welled up in your eyes the moment that you both exchanged three sweet words.

“i love you, loid,”

“i love you too, princess.”

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stickycreatorunknown · 1 year

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Talk Code to Me (Loid Forger [Twilight] x afab!reader)

Pairing: – Loid Forger (Twilight) x (afab)!reader

Summary: You and Loid had been on missions together before, always professional and easily impressed by his work, but something about tonight is a bit different.

Warnings: (Proofread) No spoilers, 18+ Content, Minors DNI, all characters 21+, code names used, reader and Loid are pretend married, coworkers, penetration f!receiving, ejaculation, curse words

Word Count: 2.6k

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He swiftly removed his jacket, the flash of it in the air quick as he threw it delicately over the back of the chair, his hands immediately going to his sleeves, sliding the cuff links from them and placing them on the table. You were a bit surprised, his movements so quick but graceful still as he stood beside the table, eyes glancing at you to his side.

“Well,” He asked, his face calm and as impatient looking as ever. He was always very serious about work, and you hadn’t imagined him to take you up on the offer you made. You had worked with him before, getting to know him only a bit but you understood his style quite well. He was efficient, every move he made had purpose and everything he did was thought out well beyond what a normal person would understand. You had initially been swept up by him as a rookie but now you were closer to his level and he had become more comfortable working with you, though his expression was always the same and you sometimes second guessed yourself around him.

He always looked impatient, possibly irritated, as if things could or should be going better. Tonight has been quite successful so far though, your mission together being simple. Trick the target into believing you're a silly love sick couple who poses no threat as you gradually close in on him. His room was beside your own and you had suggested faking sex loudly enough to let him hear. The idea was half a joke, but you should have known he wouldn’t take it as one. His confirmation was quick and clear, he had immediately stood and began undressing at least a bit before walking to the bedroom with you on his heels.

You had spoken in code all weekend so far, neither of you taking chances regarding who may be listening. He wanted this to be highly believable as well, stripping his shirt as you walked behind him, unzipping the side of your dress as you entered the bedroom. You felt a bit bashful, unsure of how far you’d be undressing to assure realism but keep each other’s privacy. Your eyes scanned his back, his frame tall and slim but his body still covered in lean muscle as he peered over his shoulder to eye you. His blonde hair was messily brushed back, his outfit professional to fit into the personality of the businessman he was playing, but hair messy and demeanor gentle to fit the role of a bit of a dopey new husband. You wore a black dress, tighter fitting and short to show the fake tattoos that riddled your legs and hips, you were playing a not so professional new wife who seemed highly flirtatious and impulsive.

“Down to underwear, then beneath the covers,” He spoke between words carefully, coded language and you nodded, slipping the dress down your body and leaving it on the floor. You wore black panties and bra, both lace and revealing as you had made sure to coyly flash the man you were targeting, getting him to become interested but let his guard down around you. You slid into the bed, tugging the covers over your lower half as you leaned back onto the pile of pillows at its head. He undid his belt, sliding his pants down and leaving him in his patterned boxer briefs, the ones he chose were very similar to the slightly embarrassing patterned swim trunks they had him wear earlier today as well. You had to admit he did look quite good though, even in the silly purple and green briefs.

He slid into the bed with you, adjusting himself to sit on his knees in front of you, spreading his legs out a bit and tugging your legs over his, giving the illusion of penetration if looked at from outside the covers. He explained his movements as he went, faking the vocabulary of a love-sick man who was happy to be fucking his wife while he actually let you in on his idea a bit more. He believed your idea was good, commending you for quick thinking as he leaned over your body carefully, hands on either side of your hips as he ruffled the blankets enough to fit the illusion. You didn’t blush, though you knew you were close to it.

“You’re quite beautiful,” Twilight said suddenly and your eyes darted back to him which were scanning your face slowly.

“Thank you,” You were surprised because this wasn’t about the mission, nor was there code hidden in it. His voice had shifted a bit, less stern and serious now.

“Did you suggest this to get closer to me?” He asked between his words, and you did blush this time, slightly annoyed at yourself for the heat that rose to your face.

“Well, I did think it would be helpful to the mission as well,” You said, slightly dancing around the question while still answering. He nodded, shifting a bit to scoot your body down, your legs further apart as your thighs brushed against his hips, your hips tilted up towards him. You bit your lip, wanting to touch him for real suddenly but not wanting to compromise anything.

“It could be a bit more realistic,” He started speaking, leaning down to let his lips brush against the shell of your ear, his voice a soft whisper. “If you let yourself go a little bit,” You nearly shivered, goosebumps rising to your skin as you could feel the heat of his breath on your cheek. You were a bit tense, stuck between wanting to keep professional with him while also wanting so badly to let go. You relaxed a bit, putting your hands up to slowly trail over his shoulders, one hand sliding up into his hair and tangling into it. Your eyes met his and he had a smirk on his face, his lips dangerously close to yours.

“Just like that,” He whispered, teasing his lips against yours as his big hands started to stroke your thighs, running up and down them as his fingertips grazed the lace of your panties.

Twilight, you thought to yourself, being so sensual? In the middle of a mission?

The idea of him putting a mission second was foreign to you, but maybe this was for the mission? His voice was different though, and the way he touched you didn’t feel as clinical as it did when he was all business.

“You really feel like this right now?” You asked in code, running one hand down his back slowly, winding your arm around his waist. He chuckled softly, the vibrations heavy in his chest before he answered. He scooted you down onto the bed, placing you flat on your back now as you gasped when you felt his hips press into you, his erection obvious as your legs spread a bit for him.

“You tell me,” He whispered, leaning down to place a soft kiss on your neck, making you shiver. You rolled your hips between him and the bed, grinding yourself up against his erection as you tightened your arm around his waist, tugging his body closer to yours. He smirked softly against your skin, trailing feather light kisses down your neck and across your shoulder, your head tilting back automatically to make room for him as he went. Your eyes fell closed as you toyed with his blonde hair between your fingers, arching your body up into his own to feel his skin press into your own, his hard chest keeping you beneath him as your legs wrapped around him. His hands trailed up your thighs, roaming over your hips and waist delicately, his palms a bit rough but hands so gentle as he teased the hem of your underwear with his thumbs.

You were still stuck somewhere between shock and want as you started to shift your body for him, his hands tugging down your underwear slowly. His lips trailed down your chest, kisses still soft as he grazed his lips between your breasts, tongue dipping beneath your bra and running along your soft skin slowly. You let him remove your panties, tossing them aside before he worked his way between your legs again, pressing his body back into your own, parting your folds with his erection and wetting his boxers with your slick.

“Well that answers my question,” He whispered, a smirk evident on his face even though your eyes were still closed. You opened your eyes for a moment, tilting his head up by the hold on his hair to look into his eyes.

“And what was that?” You asked, his eyes hooded with something new and your cheeks turned a brighter red suddenly.

“Wanted to know exactly how you’re feeling right now,” His hand was quick as it unclasped your bra behind you, surprising you as the straps fell loosely from your shoulders and his hand carefully tugged it from your body.

“But I can tell pretty easily,” His voice was low as he leaned in again, lips hovering above your own as his other hand trailed between your legs, his body moving enough to let his fingers slide between your folds, making you gasp involuntarily at the sensation. He grinned, removing his fingers just as quickly as he slid them down.

“This is okay, isn’t it?” He asked softly, eyes scanning your face as you nodded, leaning up into his lips to whisper your answer into them.

“Yes,” Your lips melded together, the kiss heavy and his fingers back upon your needy clit, your body responding instantly with a shiver and a few soft moans sliding across his tongue as you let it pass your lips. His fingers were skillful, easily toying with your clit enough to make you whimper for him, your body arching up into his own as your hands took tight hold of his shoulders. You felt his fingers prod at your entrance, sliding delicately around your sex, the slow circles enough to make you whine.

“Loid,” You whispered, his code name slipping past your lips as he pulled from the kiss.

“Yes?” He asked softly, lips now trailing down your neck once more, his other hand slow as it trailed down your side, his hand cupping your breast gently before giving it a squeeze and flicking his thumb across your nipple.

“Finger me,” You said, feeling bold but your voice still gentle with the command. He grinned against your skin, giving in to your request instantly. His two fingers slid into your dripping sex, pushing against your plush walls as he reached in deeply, letting his thumb take over the teasing of your clit.

“Ah-!” You gasped, tilting your head back as your legs spread a bit wider, letting him reach deeply into you as he curled his fingers perfectly against the spot inside you that you made your legs shake.

“There you go,” He whispered softly, hand winding around beneath your back to pull your arched body into his, your fingers digging into his shoulders as you felt the lean muscle beneath them. The mix of stimulation was perfect, his thumb moving quickly and fingers graceful inside you, his lips still trailing across your skin as you felt your bodies pressed so closely together.

“Y/n?” He whispered against your ear, your code name suddenly sounding sultry on his lips.

“Hm?” The whimper was all you could manage.

“I want to fuck you now,” He said, teeth careful as they bit down on the shell of your ear and your hips jutted a bit into his own.

“Please do,” You whined, his body reacting quickly as he sat up, easily removing and discarding his boxers before taking firm hold of your thighs with his hands, spreading your legs and pushing them down out of his way. Your eyes lazily scanned him, drinking him in as you let yourself peer down to his erection. It stood against him, thicker than you had imagined and suddenly you were blushing again, realizing you had in fact thought before of what his cock might look like. It was better than anticipated, especially when he began to rub it against it, wetting it between your lips. You gripped the sheets at your sides, head tilting back when you felt his tip trail between your lips across your sensitive clit. He bit his own lip now, watching your face as it contorted with pleasure, your cheeks a soft pink and your lips parted slightly to let out your gasping breaths as you waited for him to penetrate you.

“O-Oh!” You whimpered, feeling the thickness of just his tip as he prodded it against your entrance, stretching you slowly as he let you feel him. You were tight around him, squeezing him already as the sensation of his cock filled you, every inch given to you slowly as he let you get used to the feeling. Once he was buried inside you your hips were tilted and your back arched once more, your body moving easily to accommodate for his size as he let himself rest inside you, hips against you and balls pressed firmly against your ass. He kept hold of your thighs, keeping your legs apart for him as he slowly and carefully rutted his hips against you, shifting the feeling of the weight of his cock inside you, making you whimper all over again.

“Fuck,” You whined out, his smirk returning as he pulled himself from you, not completely as he needed to keep steady while he pushed himself back into you, filling you much more quickly this time. He moved his hips easily, rolling them skillfully against you to keep friction on your clit as his cock buried itself deeply inside you with each thrust. You could felt your orgasm coming already, your eyes rolling back as he kept your shaking legs steady, grinning as he watched your body twitch.

“There you go,” He spoke, voice sultry and deep, “Cum for me,” He practically demanded and you immediately gave in. Your pussy pulsed and your body shook, back arching suddenly as you gripped the sheets tighter and let yourself go completely.

“Fuck yes,” You moaned out, the feeling growing inside your stomach and causing your pussy to squeeze so tight you could practically feel his cock throb inside of you. He bit his lip, letting out a few small groans of his own as he felt your walls keeping him in, practically swallowing him with each thrust of his hips. He shifted suddenly, hands beside you as he leaned his weight on them, letting your legs wrap around his hips as he bucked them into you, not done fucking you yet. He fucked you through your orgasm, your body twitching as he leaned down to kiss you once more, your lips moving together a bit more sloppily.

“I’m going to pull out so I can,” He started to speak but a little groan interrupted his sentence as he removed his cock from you suddenly, your pussy still pulsing as your body came down. You felt it across your stomach, hot and slick as it shot out between the two of you. Your lips went back to his, arms wrapping around his neck to keep him locked in the kiss as his hand carefully squeezed out every last drop onto your stomach. The kiss grew softer, his body shifting a bit as his hand searched around the bed for something to clean you up with before he sat up and laid a loose edge of the sheet across you.

“We’ll get new sheets, no problem,” He said, more to himself than to you, but you smiled anyway, nodding as he trailed gentle hands over your sides, eyes locked onto yours for another few moments.

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unfinshedsentec · 2 years

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HOW THEY KISS YOU— SPY X FAMILY

a/n: yes, I’m posting a non request. Why? Because I love spy x family

reader is gender neutral!

characters: loid, yor, yuri

tw: ummm maybe a little suggestive but nothing much

LOID naturally is a good kisser. He’s had a lot of practice with his jobs, so he’s gotten quite good. But with you, it’s not just a job. It’s love. And he makes sure you know that.

Loid is gentle, yet passionate. He will only ever do anything if he has your consent, and he knows your comfortable. He always carefully cups your cheek and kisses you with emotion. Sometimes, it’s the best way he communicate how he’s feeling. He’ll pull away for a few moments to make sure you’re enjoying it, and then kiss you again, maybe more passionately this time. If you wish, he will, of course go further. But he always makes sure you’re comfortable with it (well unless you want him to be rougher). He always kisses you with passion, pure emotion really. After all, his job is dangerous, and he wants you to know how much he loves you and how much you mean to him. Plus, he always likes a good kiss. After all, he loves you—really loves you. And he’ll never deny a kiss from the person he loves.

YOR is shy when is comes to kissing. In fact, it might take her quite a while to kiss you—let alone initiate. But once she becomes comfortable and she really learns how to do it, kissing will become one of her favorite things.

Now, Yor is gentle, very, very gentle. She knows how strong she is and how easily she can hurt someone, so she tries her best to be gentle with you. After all, she absolutely does not want to hurt you. Because of this, a lot of times you’ll have to guide her tell her it’s alright. She can be quite stiff at first, however, she’ll always melt into a kiss. Then, she’ll dive in, and passionately kiss you. She tries to be as good as she can, though, she’s new at this so she can be insecure. Little does she know, she’s a natural. She really does love kissing yo, and she does try he best to covey it. She has a special kiss—one thats so gentle, yet so emotion filled. It’s unique really. Then again, Yor is unique. She’s unique in every way, but that’s what you love about her. She’s truly amazing.

YURI is definitely quite the kisser. He’ll kiss you anytime, anywhere, any day. Really, one of his favorite things is kissing you. It’s something that makes his day in a heartbeat. Then again, you always make his day.

Of course, Yuri won’t do anything that makes you uncomfortable. He always asks for your consent. After all, he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable. And for the first bit of the relationship, his kisses will be extra gentle. However, as time moves on, he’ll let himself go and become more eager. He’ll hungrily kiss you, expressing how much he loves you. Most times, he’ll make out with you. He loves exploring ever part of you, mouth included. Hell, he’ll literally kiss you all over if you allow him. He’ll be eager most times, if not all time. He, however, also has his tired moments where he just wants a cute peck before heading off to work. Sometimes all he needs is a peck. But trust me, he won’t deny more. I mean, who wouldn’t deny a kiss from you?

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wuanshii · 2 years

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NSFW Headcanons!

Pairing: ( Loid Forger and Yuri Briar x f!reader )

Rated 18+ , proceed with caution

LOID FORGER;

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A softie, and a gentleman outside but in bed, he's a complete different man.

Has handcuff and roleplay kinks.

"Nobody's bailing you out baby, so how about we pass some time in...private?" him as a cop on top and you as a thief below him - one of his fav plays.

Aside the roleplay fun, he's into either cuffing your hands on each side of the bed or above the bed before hitting you in the missionary position.

' Fuck !' whimpers in your ear on purpose. As a man, he just doesn't hesitate to moan.

And it sounds extra hot for some personal reason.

He has a praise kink. He just LOVES being praised by you when you're riding him. And that's why he prefers being bottom most of the time.

Hates the term 'Daddy' and 'Mommy' cause parents issue. It's either honey or baby for him.

Has a habit of spanking your ass with his lengthy and veiny hand before slipping inside. Only when the position is doggy.

Actually hates the 'doggy-position' but you cum real quick in that stance, so whenever he's in for a quickie, he'll go for the doggy style.

The speed and durality is INSANE. Lasts for 4 whole rounds.

"Beg." oh the panty vibrator- He carries the controller with him everyday and whenever he's in for some mischief, he'll cutely convince you to wear them only for you to suffer in the end.

Actually knows how to turn you on with his knee; the way he's so tall, the way he presses it in between your thighs and makes circles, the way it rubs on your heat back and forth--- lord have mercy.

No pills! He had heard that pills has a negative and dangerous side-effect on women somewhere and he doesn't want you to suffer. Although it's barely true for most females.

So he uses condom for protection and tries his best to avoid you from going in for pills.

Gentle in every sex position.

And his aftercare game is strong asf. Makes sure you're warm and cozy, all cleaned up, and if you're in pain, he'll place a hotbag on your belly before cuddling you to sleep.

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YURI BRIAR;

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"I wannaaaa have sexxxx!" whenever he's drunk, he's crazyyy.

And boy, the head he gives is soo---- damn pleasing to the point where he can actually make you squirt.

Cause he eats you out in a way as if your pussy is the best fucking thing he has ever had.

Has licked tequila off your chest and nipples once. NEVER again cause your nipples ended up burning so bad.

Wall sex is his thing. Can effortlessly bounce you up and down on his dick.

"Fuckin' slut, is that how you suck a dick?" he seems like a 'sweetie' outside but trust me when I say his mouth just automatically degrades you. Cops instincts kicking in.

Doesn't like being degraded by you though. He'll definitely cry.

Also has a breeding kink. Cumming inside a condom isn't enough, he NEEDS to do it inside you.

"How about we give Anya a cousin brother, or even a sister?~" but only if you're ready. Makes sure he actually doesn't impregnate you without consent just because he has a breeding kink.

Is also into risky sex.

Like sex inside his office without the door being locked. Funny how he once made you suck him dry from below his desk when he was dealing with his boss.

"Yor was soo embarrassed when told her! She was acting as if she's a virgin or smth, hahaha!" man loves to brag about his sex life to his sister.

Says he's in a 'competition'. Perhaps a way to indirectly show his jealousy regarding Loid since he's soo handsome. Yuri fears that Loid might charm you too.

"You see these marks on my back? These hickies? I please her in a way no man ever can, you hear me Loid Forger?? Only I can make her moan and squirt. You could neverrr," sometimes, he takes it a little too far but let him romanticize you in his own way.

Sucks at aftercares! Peppers your face with kisses for 7 seconds and instantly lays on your side to sleep. No cuddles, fuck him!

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mrsbakashi · 2 years

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hi! so i've been binge watching spy x family because it's the greatest anime ever (thank you so much @loekas for making me watch it) and now loid forger has taken over my mind and he won't leave anytime soon. he just lives here now, let's just keep going with our lives.

so i had this little scenario of loid getting jealous and wanted to write it with a big smut at the end, but as i reached the end it didn't feel right anymore, so enjoy this non-smutty piece. i may write the smut and post it as a second part just because.

COMPOSURE

(Loid Forger x Reader)

📖 summary: while at a party, loid gets jealous when a man approaches you (and makes you laugh).

✒️ word count: 2.7K

⚠️ c.w.: jealous loid, confession of love, idiots in love, anya existing.

reader is a little inspired in yor just because, but not entirely yor;

not proofread, i'm sorry for the mistakes;

your relationship with loid forger was nothing but strictly professional, and you knew that. he hired you to pretend to be his wife, the perfect stepmother for his daughter, and you knew that. it was only pretend. holding hands when outside, cute little compliments here and there, greeting you with a big smile and a kiss on your cheek, anya calling you "mama" - only pretend. and you knew that. you knew. which is why you were so mad at yourself.

how could you be so stupid and fall for him? oh god, the trouble! you should know better than that, honestly! loid never even touched you if you weren't in public. sure, you two talked a lot at home, and he was really sweet, and a great father, but you should know better than that.

but then again... can you really control these things?

the best you could do now was to keep pretending everything was fine, normal as usual and ignore how badly you wanted to run your fingers through his hair and kiss his entire body.

sigh.

you took another sip of wine from your glass and watched as the group of men laughed at something loid said. you didn't hear, but it was probably really funny and charming - loid himself was funny and charming. more charming than funny. and handsome. god, was he handsome! you tighten your grip on the glass and finished it in one last gulp as if you could drown these thoughts on wine and make everything ok, but you knew that wouldn't happen. so you put the glass down, determined to not drink anymore because that was your second glass and you could not give the impression of having a drinking problem - specially at the people from anya's school. you had to look cultured, funny, smart, the greatest mother ever - you know, the job loid hired you to do.

fucking perfect loid forger.

"what is a pretty lady like you doing all alone?"

you lifted your eyes to find a man next to you, the same man you notice that had been watching you from the moment you entered the place with loid two hours ago in what was supposed to be a fun party for the parents of the school, to forget the responsabilties a little and have fun, but it was obviously just an excuse for people to judge each other beyond their parenting skills. loid insisted you went, so of course you did. you left anya with a baby sitter, put on one of the many beautiful dresses loid bought you and your best smile, and you were ready to go. you hated socials and being around shallow and superficial rich people who never had to work hard for anything in their lives, but you tried. for anya, you tried. for loid. and he was perfect at it. you know he told you he didn't like them any better than you did yourself, but he was a better actor.

"well, kind sir, i'm waiting for my husband to remember i came with him tonight, but he seems to be really into those gentlemen." you laughed at your own horrible joke.

"oh, so you are married."

"well, yeah! isn't everybody in this room?"

"not everybody. i'm sam, by the way. widow. nice to meet you."

"oh, i'm sorry! i didn't-"

"it's ok, it was a long time ago."

"i'm sorry anyway. it must be... hard. for your child specially."

"it was, in the beginning. things are better now."

"i'm glad to know. how old is your...?"

"daughter. her name is camilla. she's six."

"so is my anya." you smiled. "my husband's ex-wife passed away too... he raised his daughter by himself for a while."

"until he found you, i imagine. lucky him."

sam couldn't seem to take his eyes off of you, and you felt your cheeks burn a little, which you tried to hide by fixing your bangs.

"have you been married for a long time?" he asked, when the silence was too long.

"no, erm, for about four months i think."

"only four months? and he's already leaving you all alone at parties to hang out with his friends?"

"no, it's not like that, he-"

"all i know is that if you were my wife i would never leave you alone."

his gaze was intense and you felt breathless for a second. maybe you could have that - a normal life, with a real husband, and not just pretend. someone who found you attractive and would take you on dates not only to make people believe you loved each other, but because you actually did. but... where were guys like sam when you needed a boyfriend so that your brother would relax, knowing that you wouldn't die alone, or so that those mean women from work would shut up about how weird and unloveable you were?

"y/n."

it was loid's voice. your eyes met his blue gaze immediately, clearing your head. you felt your cheeks burn a little as your heart beat strongly in your chest. you'd be lying if you said you didn't feel guilty, almost as if loid caught you doing something extremely wrong.

"loid, hi!"

loid smiled charmingly, putting his eyes on the man standing beside you.

"hi, nice to meet you. i'm loid, the husband. and you are?" he introduced himself extending his hand to sam, emphasizing the word husband.

"i'm sam, the friend. glad to meet ya." sam joked, in the same tone loid used.

you laughed a little at the joke, and loid's eyes didn't miss that.

"are you ready to go, darling?" loid asked, offering you his arm, that you accepted.

"yes! sam, it was nice meeting you."

"you too, y/n. hopefully we get to see more of each other soon enough."

loid's arm was wrapped around your waist now, but you still smiled and nodded.

he guided you to the car in silence, opened the door for you in silence, and drove all the way to your house in silence. you turned on the radio to fill the uncomfortable silence. loid didn't usually like music on, but he didn't seem to bother today. you didn't dare to say a single word until you stepped inside the house.

"my feet are killing me!" you took off your heels the moment loid closed the door behind you. "you'd think these expensive shoes would be more comfortable."

you went straight to anya's bedroom while loid paid and dismissed the sitter. she was sleeping peacefully, hugging director chimera, not a care in the world. you tucked her in and kissed her on the forehead before making your way to your bedroom. as you grabbed the things you would need for a good shower before bed, loid came in, leaning on your door step.

"did you have fun tonight?" he asked.

"i suppose. though i can't really find these things entertaining. boring music, bad food, shallow people..."

"you seemed to like that sam guy. i saw you laughing a couple times."

"he's alright i guess. did you have fun?"

loid didn't answer, what made you look at him.

"he's alright?" he asked.

"i mean... we didn't get much time to talk, so i don't really have an opinion. i guess we'll have to wait and see."

"oh, so you plan on spending more time with him?"

ooh, that sounded like a tricky question. loid took two steps in your direction while waiting for your answer.

"no?" you tried. "i shouldn't? his daughter is the same age as anya, we'll probably see him a few more times. it may be nice to have a good relationship with him, just in case they become friends..."

"you're probably right."

there it was, that awkward silence again. you drew your attention back to the towel in your hands, but when you opened your mouth to tell loid you were going to take a shower he cut you off.

"you know, i don't care if you feel the need to flirt with other guys, just don't do it in places where people believe we're married. we have a reputation and image to protect. for anya."

"i know, i don't- oh!"

suddenly it hit you: loid was mad because he thought you were flirting with sam. but you weren't! right? or were you?

"i wasn't flirting."

"you obviously were! it was really embarrassing to see my wife melting for another man like that, when i was two feet away the whole time."

"that wasn't flirting! he was nice, he noticed i was alone and-"

"you weren't alone. i would never leave you alone."

"well, you weren't talking to me..." you muttered low enough so only you could hear it.

"what?"

"it's fine, loid. i'm sorry! maybe i gave him the wrong idea, and i'm sorry it seemed like i was flirting with him, i wasn't. it wasn't my intention. i could never do that to Anya."

"y/n..." he said your name like it was a warning.

"and i'll make sure you're not around when i feel like flirting with someone."

before you could laugh at your own joke loid grabbed you by the arm and pulled you so close you had to look up to see him. he was furious - you could tell by the flames dancing in his eyes and the way his eyebrows almost met each other.

"it was a joke, i'm sorry!"

"i don't wanna hear it! you can't flirt with anyone besides me. i am your husband!"

"f-fake husband." you corrected, trying to lighten to mood, but completely out of timing.

"i have a paper that states otherwise. and the ring on your finger. you're my wife. my. wife."

you closed your eyes at the sound of those words, your whole body suddenly aware of how close loid was. when you opened them again loid had a confused expression on his face.

"yes. yes, i am, loid. i'm sorry, i really am."

loid's eyes wandered through your face, lingering on your parted lips more than he should, then back at your eyes.

"i am your husband." he repeated.

you simply nodded, not knowing exactly how to act. this was so unlike him. but you'd be lying if you said you weren't quite enjoying it - he was so close you felt inebriated by him. all you had to do was lean forward, at the tip of your toes and your lips would meet.

"please... please, don't flirt with anyone else."

you nodded again feeling your stomach agitated and getting your hopes ridiculously high with his words before you could even think about it rationally. he was probably asking you to not flirt with anyone because someone could see and that would ruin the image you've worked so hard to build, but maybe, just maybe... maybe he was jealous. maybe a little part of loid did thought of you as his wife and that's why he would hate if you flirted with other people. just maybe, but that was enough to make your heart race on your chest.

"i can't take it anymore, y/n. i can't."

what is it that he couldn't take it anymore? you? the fake marriage? anxiety washed over you while your mind raced through your memories trying to find where you could've gone wrong besides today, when he thought you were flirting with a complete stranger, but you couldn't find anything. maybe you really were unloveable, and that's why the only man who ever agreed to be with you only did it because he was desperate for a woman to pretend to be his wife to get his daughter in that fancy school, but even in that situation he couldn't stand you. you lived your whole life giving excuses as to why you were alone - your work, your brother, how shy you were, other priorities - but maybe it really was because no one wanted you.

"i-i'm really sorry, i promise i'll-"

"i love you." loid confessed.

his voice was so low and he spoke so fast you could've just imagined. you felt your cheeks burn and your heart seemed to want to get out of your chest. loid loosened his grip in your wrist and took a step back.

"i've loved you for some time now, you're all i can think about. it's maddening and i don't understand it, but i want to be close to you at all times. i can't pretend i don't care anymore and simply watch as other man hit on you when the mere thought of someone else holding you makes my whole body shivers. i can't be in the same room as you without wanting to take you in my arms."

loid's eyes never left yours, so he noticed when you froze. he thought you were panicking, completely terrified. you were panicking, alright, but definitely not terrified. you just didn't know how to act, what to say, what to do. loid took his eyes off of you and focused on the door.

"now i understand if you don't feel the same and want to leave, which is completely fine. we can figure out what to do with anya and the school, and your brother of course. i really didn't think this through, i wasn't counting on losing it today."

"loid, i-i love you."

loid looked back at you instantly, turning his body in your direction.

"you do?"

"yes!" you laughed. "i thought it was obvious because anya knows! i felt so pathetic. this wasn't part of the deal."

"no, it wasn't."

loid made his way back to you and stopped when he was close enough to touch, but far enough to give you space and an option in case you didn't want him that close. now that you both confessed your love it seemed you didn't know how to act with each other anymore, it felt a little awkward, but probably because you were so nervous.

"i'm going to kiss you now." he warned you.

"o-okay!"

"i may be terrible at it." he confessed. loid hasn't kissed many people in his life, he can actually count how many on one hand, and all of them were strictly for missions, never because he intended to. this was all new to him.

"okay."

loid examined your face to make sure you were comfortable, and leaned forward, touching your lips with his. you felt energized, as if his lips released an electrical discharge through your body, and you wanted more. you wanted to be completely taken and filled by him, needed to feel him everywhere. your hands moved on their own to his shoulders and you pulled yourself closer to him. loid's tongue shyly brushed against your lips before you opened them and allowed his tongue to caress yours. a soft moan escaped you, which made him smile - apparently he was a good kisser after all. his hands cupped each side of your face as he deepened the kiss, then traveled down the sides of your body, landing on your waist and he pulled you impossibly close, fingers indenting their shape on your skin.

"mama..." anya called from her room.

loid broke the kiss, but didn't let go of you, instead resting his forehead on yours while you both panted.

"she'll go back to sleep, i'm sure." he only hoped he was right.

"she's been having bad nightmar-"

loid's lips captured yours in a passionate kiss before you could finish your sentence, only letting you breathe when anya called again.

"i better go see if she's ok." you said, collecting your hands for yourself.

"yes."

he kissed your forehead and finally let you go. when your feet reached the doorstep, before you left to anya's room he called your name, making you look back at him.

"stay with me tonight. i'll wait for you in my bedroom."

"okay." you replied with a smile.

"but you don't have to go, there's no pressure. i just want to be close to you, nothing else."

"it's ok. i'll see you soon."

you swear you heard him chuckle before you left.

so you entered the room of your daughter to make sure she was okay before meeting your husband in his room. life can be really wonderful sometimes.

taglist: @obitovoir @smutteedreams @justmyownreality

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chaoticsimp · 10 months

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What Could Have Been - Part 2

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Relationship: Twilight x Reader

Content Warnings: SFW, Fluff, Angst, Angst, Angst, Female Reader, Y/N, Reader has a son, Mention of pregnancy and birth, reader has a gun but doesn't use it, Anxiety mention. So much longing.

Summary: It was like looking in a mirror. A chance encounter that Twilight could have never seen coming. He could just move on, ignore the realities of what the child could mean but he was never one to sit still.

A/N: The very requested part 2 of What Could Have Been! There might be a part 3, but haven't decided. I hope you enjoy the additional angst.

Word Count: 2600

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After dinner, homework, bath, and the next chapter of his bedtime story your son was fast asleep. You laid out a fresh uniform for the morning and got to work tidying the kitchen. Your unfinished lesson plan sat on the coffee table in the den, along with assignments waiting to be graded. When you glanced at the clock you knew you’d be up later than you liked and started on a pot of coffee to compensate.

“Damn him,” You muttered to yourself. Damn Twilight and his distractions. He had done as he promised, he stopped following you and you hadn’t noticed any other eyes on you since that fateful evening. Yet you remained paranoid and worried your son was beginning to take notice of your unusual behaviour.

“Damn it all.” You wiped your hands before retreating to your couch. You lifted your pen and eyed your lesson plan as your mind wandered. Would they come after you or him? Should you run just to be safe? It was easier when you were pregnant, and even when your son was an infant, but you had built a life in Ostania. Your son’s friends, and his school. Your Saturday adventures, weekly rituals, and routines that were all important to a developing mind.

“No,” You sighed to yourself. You couldn’t just leave; it would break your son's heart.

A soft knock pulled you from your thoughts, one you recognized as the beat repeated. You rose from the couch, listening for your son as you cautiously approached the door. You reached into the hidden compartment beneath your entrance table and drew the gun to your side before finally unlocking the door.

“Astra.” A name you hadn’t heard in years. One that only a handful of people knew, Twilight being one of the few. You stared up at him, both surprised and unsurprised that he’d show up on your doorstep so late. He caught the door when you tried to close it but didn’t put any more force than necessary to hold it open.

“There is no one here by that name,” You reminded sharply.

“My apologies, Y/N,” He replied slowly, gauging your response to the use of your name before continuing.

“Can we talk, please?” He asked quietly. Your eyes studied him – as beautiful and intelligent as he remembered only, they had lost some of the warmth. No…no he realized; the warmth was still there they had just lost the warmth they once held for him.

“Come in,” You relented and stepped aside. Twilight stepped in, allowing you to close and lock the door behind him. He pulled off his hat, setting it on the coat rack but kept his coat on.

“Coffee?”

“Isn’t it a little late?”

“Yes or no,” You replied.

“Yes.”

“Take a seat.” Twilight eyed the gun in your hand as you set it on the kitchen counter, exchanging it for a tray which you added a second cup to before bringing it to the living room. You placed it on the coffee table, pouring his cup before yours and took a seat on the single chair while he sat on the couch.

“I was surprised you used your real name.”

“Just my first,” You countered, taking a sip from your mug. “What better way to hide than in plain sight?”

“Fair point.” He lifted his own mug, his eyes wandering around your living space. Photos covered the walls; all were of the boy from infancy to now. In some you were present, in a few he spotted Master Henderson and in others faces he didn’t recognize.

“Why are you here?” You finally asked.

“I’m sure you know,” He replied, setting down his mug.

“When you actually backed off, I was surprised,” You admitted. “Surprised by you, and that the Handler hasn’t sent anyone else to snoop around.”

“You left peacefully, retired. I don’t see why they would.”

“What does my peace matter when my skills could benefit peace for all?”

“Words you used to live by.”

“I found better things than the job,” You replied.

“And yet you carry a weapon to answer the door.”

“I left the job, but I’m not ignorant of my past,” You sighed, and you followed his gaze as it wandered back to the photos on the mantle.

“You still haven’t answered my question, Twilight.” The use of his codename brought his eyes to yours. To the untrained eye, you looked relaxed, leaned back in your seat and hands occupied by your coffee. It looked as if you were catching up with an old friend. However, he knew you were poised to strike the moment you felt threatened and from his count had at least five things within range you could kill him with.

“Please, call me Loid.”

“Have I still lost the privilege of your real name?” Twilight noticed a playful glint briefly shine in your eyes. If it had been under different circumstances, he may have been tempted to play along but he reminded himself of his mission and the reason he came in the dead of night.

“I’m here to talk about the boy, your son,” He replied, and he noticed you tense.

“My son,” You repeated, and that icy demeanour cracked. A soft smile graced your lips as you glanced at the photo closest to you.

“He’s incredible,” You continued. “A brilliant and kind child. Curious, so much so that he gets into trouble more often than he should, but he craves knowledge.”

“He’s six?” He asked and you nodded, confirming the timeline he had laid out in his head.

“Most days I fear I’m not enough for him, but I suppose that’s how all mothers feel.” Twilight shifted in his seat, moving a little closer and nearly brushing your knee with his.

“Y/N,” He paused, trying to calm his racing heart as he clasped his hands together. “He looks just like me.”

“Just ask,” You breathed, and he noticed an uncharacteristic tremble in your voice as you held his gaze.

“Is he…my son?” He finally asked and you hesitated – those feelings from so long ago rushing back as you stared into the stunning blue eyes your son shared.

“Yes.” A whispered response that faded to silence as you stared at each other. Twilight had come here expecting this answer. After doing the math repeatedly he had concluded that there was no other possibility and yet part of him dared to hope. Wish? That for once, he was wrong.

“Is this why you retired?” He asked and you nodded. Your voice caught in your throat as you watched him stand, and you feared that he’d just leave now that he had the answer he came for.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Twilight had started pacing, his voice of reason he relied on disappeared as his mind swirled with questions.

“Or ask the Handler or Frankie to reach out to me? You could have found me yourself, you’re more than capable.” He felt the sweat gathering on his brow, and his stomach churned as he tried to sort through his conflicting emotions.

“Well?” His tone was sharper than he intended. Why was he getting so upset? Why couldn’t he see reason? He felt like a madman until he turned back to you. In all the time he had known you, you had never looked so small. He took a few slow breaths, trying to steady his racing mind and remind himself of his training as he waited for you to gather your thoughts.

“Because you left,” You finally spoke. Your voice betrayed you as it broke, and Twilight watched as the tears you were trying so hard to hold back slipped down your cheeks.

“Did you know back then, that last night? Is-Is that why you said you loved me?”

“No, of course not. I-I didn’t-”

“But you still hid him from me,” He accused.

“Stop interrupt-”

“I can’t believe-”

“I can’t love you!” Twilight paused at the raise in your voice, at the anger in your eyes as you stood to face him.

“I’m sorry, but the world needs Twilight more than I need you.” You recited, throwing his words back at him. “I told you I loved you, and that is what you said.”

Silence hung heavy in the air as you debated whether to kick him out or not, but Twilight’s thoughts were elsewhere. They were back on that night. A night he had locked away in the depths of his mind. To a normal couple it would have been a third-year anniversary, three years since you had stumbled upon the other. It was never official, but neither of you had seen anyone else in a romantic setting outside of missions. You met whenever your paths crossed, you wrote to the other in coded letters to check in, and yet neither of you would commit to a relationship. Yet he was the one who thought to pick up an expensive bottle of wine, and a small gift on that night that coincided with your third year of not being together. He opened that door first, and then slammed it in your face when you stepped through.

“I was heartbroken, alone, and scared with no reason to think you would care. You abandoned me, and I wasn’t going to let you abandon my son.” He knew you were right. After that night, after your confession and his less-than-kind response, you asked him to leave, and he promised not to contact you again. So, he tucked you away with the other thoughts he hid and didn’t reach out when you retired a few months later. Now he wished he had.

“That’s not fair,” He argued. “You’re not allowed to make that choice for me.”

“So, you’d have stayed?” Twilight hesitated, and that was answer enough for you.

“I couldn’t face you again and have you leave us, and maybe that was selfish of me, but I-I-” You tensed as he reached into his pocket, taking a defensive step back. Twilight didn’t take offence to your caution as he lifted his handkerchief, and you briefly closed your eyes as he dabbed the tears from your cheeks.

“You are anything but selfish,” He said gently. It had been so long it was easy to forget the pain he caused, and how deeply he hurt you. He never thought he would be faced with you again, and he scolded himself for not being more prepared for this interaction.

“I’m sorry, I let the surprise cloud my better judgment. I came here knowing the answer, and still, your confirmation sent me spinning,” He admitted.

“I’m not even sure I wanted the confirmation. It only leads to more-”

“Ma?” A sleepy voice whispered, and both your eyes went to the hall.

“Are you okay?” You quickly wiped your face, pressing on a smile as you stepped around Twilight.

“I’m alright, did we wake you?” You asked gently, lifting him into your arms as he rubbed his eyes.

“I was thirsty,” He whispered.

“I’ve got it,” Twilight offered, retreating to the kitchen.

“Is he bad Ma?” He heard the child whisper and noticed his own hand tremble as he filled a glass with water.

“No, he’s an old friend.” When Twilight turned back, he realized the child’s eyes were on the gun on the counter. It was a sight he seemed to be used to, and unsettlingly comfortable with. You pressed a kiss to his cheek, then set him down and Twilight offered him the glass.

“Thank you,” He whispered.

“No problem,” Twilight replied, suddenly unsure how to act as he stared into the eyes of his son.

“Back to bed, I’ll be there in a minute to tuck you in.” The boy kept his eyes on Twilight, and he felt like he was being analyzed. He patted his mother’s leg before wandering back down the hall.

“We can set up another time to talk. If you have more questions.”

“Yes, but just one more before I go,” He requested.

“Go on.”

“Why did you name him after me if you never intended to tell me?” You smiled slightly.

“A moment of weakness,” You confessed. He watched as you went to the living room and took a small photo off the mantle. You carefully pulled it from the frame, smoothing out the edges between your fingers as you returned to him.

“Birth was difficult, and I’d sooner face interrogation by the SSS before doing it again but when I met him all I saw was you.” You offered him the photo, and he stared down at it.

“Like looking in a mirror,” He mumbled, as he took it.

“Does he ask about me?”

“Sometimes.” Twilight glanced up from the photo.

“What do you tell him?”

“That is father is a brilliant, wonderful, and kind man who has spent his entire life protecting others with little thanks. That even though he couldn’t be with us, it doesn’t make him any less of a hero.”

“Oh…” It was all he could say, as he had expected the worst.

“You may have hurt me, but you are still a good man. Besides that, I needed you to be someone he wasn’t afraid of. So, my intentions weren’t entirely honourable.”

“But you never wanted us to meet?”

“No, but as I’ve said I’m not ignorant of my past. I had contingencies in place if something were to happen to me – he had to know of you, the real you.”

“So, he knows that he is named after me?” He asked and you nodded.

“If he needed to get in touch with WISE and more specifically you, that would have been better than any old code.” He knew you were right, and once again expected nothing less.

“What-”

“I believe you said one question Mr. Forger,” You reminded, and he noticed the tired look in your eyes and remembered that your son – his son – was waiting for you to put him back to bed.

“Yes, you’ve indulged me quite enough for tonight,” He agreed, offering back the photo, but you gently pushed back his hand. He didn’t argue as he slipped the photo into a hidden pocket within his coat.

“I’ll set up something with your office, so we don’t raise any suspicion,” You offered. He nodded, drawing a business card from his pocket, and set it on your entrance table.

“Whenever you’re ready.” Although he hoped you wouldn’t wait too long. He went to take his hat from your coat rack but noticed you already had it in your hands. He leaned forward a little, letting his Mr. Forger façade slip as you set the hat gently on his head. Your fingers drifted down the side of his face, and he closed his eyes briefly to lean his cheek into your hand. He lifted one of his hands to set over yours, recalling the comfort you always brought him. The gentleness you used to have for him, the peace you used to blanket him in after a mission. It was all still there in your palm, and he felt selfish for lingering in it now. Twilight opened his eyes, a soft smile on his face as he met your gaze and when he went to lean in your other hand came up to stop him.

“Have a goodnight, Mr. Forger.” Twilight chuckled and kept a hold of your hand as he stood straight. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your hand before turning to open the door.

“You as well Ms. L/N.”

#spy x family #twilight x y/n #twilight x reader #loid x y/n #loid forger #loid forger x reader #loid x reader #loid forger x you

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dlscenarios · 1 year

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Loid Forger - Eating Out Headcanons

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Cw: Loid eating (implied?) coochie? No specific parts are actually stated tho—

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-> Loid eats you out like he’s STARVING. He presses his face into you & rarely lets his lips leave you.

-> If he had a rough day, he WILL make you sit on the kitchen counter and eat you out then and there.

-> Eye contact. He LOVES looking up at you, watching your expression twist as he pleases you. It lets him know he’s doing a good job.

-> He usually won’t use his hands at the same time he uses his mouth on you. Not to say he NEVER will, but he prefers to hold you in place as he eats you out, and he obviously can’t do that if he’s fingering you.

#spy x family #loid forger #spy x family loid #loid smut #loid forger smut #spy x family smut #loid forger x you #loid forger x reader #spy x family twilight #loid x reader #loid x y/n #loid x you

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yandereaffections · 2 years

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Hi! Could I request a platonic Spy x Family Forgers & teen reader hired to tutor Anya? Thank you!

Due to how desperate loid has been to get Anya's grades steady you've been scheduled almost every night, he's offered to meet you somewhere or come to you but being as kind as you are spent the late afternoons in his living room with Anya and all the badly grades tests scattered Infront of you two for study

Originally your worries as a tutor was not being able to find common ground with Anya and struggling to work together, but turns out the whole family absolutely loves to have you in the home. Anyas always awaiting your arrival as Loid and Yor prepare a seat at the table for you knowing they schedule you just in time to miss dinner at your own house.

Whenever Loid is out on a sudden 'client emergency' yor tends to let you all play together instead of studying, encouraging you to feel comfortable in the apartment you visit so often within a game of hide and seek, maybe some tag, and when loid comes back to the three of you chasing each other around laughing he can't help but be dragged into the fun by his wife, feeling all the stress due to the complex details of the mission melt for a good handful of minutes, enjoying the vibe of his growing family

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lunaekalenda · 2 years

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minors don't interact please ♤ smut under the cut

warnings: fem reader (using of "girl, wife..."), very self caprice lol

the stunning walls, full of robbed paintings in ostentatious and golden frames, and decorated with high windows covered by the most soft and delicate curtains were nothing in comparison to your partner. his blonde, and usually perfect hair falls around his face without order, almost covering his blue eyes, looking half-open directly at you. there was nothing in that luxurious room you would change for the caress of his thumb on your lips. the soft cooing of his voice on your ear and his praises sending shivers down your spine, as your mouth is still buried on his neck, leaving a trail of bites and wet kisses while your fingers masterfully unbutton his shirt.

"i like the dress you chose for tonight." he whispers, as his hands are eager to find the zipper of it, sneaking pass the open back of the dress and finding easily a place on your low back, skin against skin and fingers almost touching the waistband of your panties. "such a good choice you've made, my dear." the red dress has nothing covering your back, as it's also quite revealing on your chest, draped red fabric sinking between your breasts until it falls close to your body, just to reveal sensual legs covered by elegant and shiny stockings that end on a pair of high heeled boots.

the image has been stuck on loid's mind since both of you left home towards the mission. anya was passing the weekend on becky's, so, having time and such a wonderful room, he would even feel guilty if you just kept it straight into the mission. after all, opportunities like that – see your partner on the hottest dress of them all reflected in golden furnitures and barroque mirrors – are hard to get. you part from his neck, blushed cheeks and pumpled lips receiving him, as his fingers quietly pass above them again, getting rid of any rest of gloss that could be still attached to them. he shows a half smile as his finger press quietly your lips, a silent ask for you to open your mouth for him. you do as asked, gaining a sutil nod from your husband as his finger presses, this time, your tongue. plenty of images are speedrunning on his mind right now, and none of them are innocent. from pressing his finger on another parts lf your body to slap his leght on the exact point of your tongue he's pressing, the possibilities are infinite.

what a shame you two don't have enough time for that. he even feels bad for knowing he'll have to give you a quick fuck and leave the place with the robbed art pieces before the owner comes back. his hands slip between the fabric of your panties and your skin, burying in the flesh of your ass as he takes you closer, that tiny red dress directly against the tent on his pants, taking a muffled moan out of him as your hips grind softly against his hardness. both of you moan quietly, as your eyes find the others and his hands on your body mark the pace, hips softly finding the other until necessity consumes both of you. Your hands are fast on his zippes as his are taking away your panties, leaving the tiny red dress messy on your body as he makes you bend over the expensive table. the high heels and the glitter socks, seen from behind as he grips your ass, are definitely a sight difficult to forget, with his fingers buried on your flesh as he gets closer, legs between your open ones and cock sliding painfully good outside you, giving a friction that makes both of you see stars. your knuckles get white against the table as your ass searches more friction against him, making him laugh in such a low and lustful tone.

"mm.. so desperate.." he whispers, tip dangerously pressing against your folds before slipping outside again. "baby, please... whoever that sees us would think i didn't fuck you right this morning..." he repeats the game again, leaving a low groan as he guides himself to your heat again, temting you, playing with you.

you like this version of him, of course you do, when he stops being your husband, the lovely loid that fills your face with kisses and sleeps hugged to you as he smiles for himself, and transforms into twilight, the spy, the man that chose you as his partner and the man that fucks you senseless on every single mission. against walls, doors and windows; he doesn't really care as long as the risk of being caught and the adrenaline of the forbidden act fill his chest. there's something about doing it during work that makes his heartbeat rise. maybe the way he knows no one would say anything to him or you. after all, he's the best spy of the agency. no one would ever dare. and also, the way he always executes his missions deserves a reward, and what better that being able to have his wife whenever and wherever he wants?

"p-please..." you whimper, hips searching his cock under his attractive laugh. "i can't..." he takes a finger down, finding your wetness and how you cutely clench around nothing. it will change soon, tho. he loves how your pretty little cunt tights around him. his finger keeps playing around you as his tip stretches you softly. he might be in need, but he's a gentleman, after all. he won't hurt you. "you're always so tight for me." his voice is interrupted by moans as he pushes deeper inside you, back arching and tears of pure satisfaction running down your cheeks as your hips meet his, increasing the deepness, the pleasure. you can see yourself, mouth open as your body starts to move with the regular thrusts, making the collar on your neck hit your chest as loid's hands play softly with your nipples. at home, he likes to take his time. touch, kiss, lick. discover every single pleasure spot on your body. here, he needs you. as much as you need him. time is something you can't get and necessity has made quickies one of your favorite things of the week.

"come on, honey, i know you can take it deeper, yeah?" he talks, melodic voice entering your ears as he pushes deeper, sighgin with pleasure. "that's my girl, taking everything i have to give her." he thrusts deep again, skin slapping skin as his fingers find the way to your clit, playing dangerously close as his hips snap stronger. he looks to the mirror on the ceiling, eyes fixed on your perfect anatomy, on how his cock dissapears inside your cunt. he could even get hypnotized, and it did got worse when the mirror in front of you got on his sight. your pleasure face, the saliva slowly dripping from the corners of your lips and your cock-drunk eyes as a sign of how god he's making you feel made his hips go faster. your mouth releases only moans and his agent name, without being able of making any single coherent thought. loid smiles to himself, thinking about the mess on your head, thinking of how good he must be reaching your spots so every other thought goes away, leaving a trail of him inside your head.

"already cock-drunk, baby?" he asks, as his phone vibrates near to your hand, on the table. the owner is almost home. he smiles softly. "i was expecting you to ride me on that velvety chair, but i guess we'll have to be quick and leave, yeah?" his arms sneak and wrap your body, your back against his chest as he pounds faster, hand muffling your moans as he buries his on your neck, cock hitting the right spots as your legs tremble in a bad try to stand still while your end hits you like a train. the way you clench around him and the thrusts increasing thanks to your wet fluids make him reach his not long after, releasing his cum inside you as he gives a long and last thrust. you both are still close to the other, his cum, mixed with your fluids, drips down your leg and his lips gently kiss yours. "are you okay, my love?" he asks. you nod a couple times and he smiles soflty, kneeling, and putting your panties on on the most lovingly way possible, as he cleans your legs with a tissue and arranges your dress softly.

"i'm fine, but..." you whisper, as he takes the artwork you've came for. "i think i didn't get enough."

loid smiles with the drawing under his arm, as the other takes yours and his lips leave a kiss on your cheek.

"we have all the house just for us. we can have such a fun and lovely night, don't you think?"

#minors don't look #loid x y/n #loid x reader #loid forger x reader #loid smut #loid forger smut #spy x family fanfiction #spy x family smut #twilight x you #twilight x reader #twilight smut

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luvulyy · 2 years

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𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐗, 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓? ✷

𝖫𝖮𝖨𝖣 𝖥𝖮𝖱𝖦𝖤𝖱 𝖷 𝖬𝖠𝖫𝖤 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖱

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄/𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

Neither of them knew what to do.

As far as either could go, their battle of wits had followed. Reknowned spy Twilight was relentless in his hunt for Y/n, the only one who would evade capture each and every time. There was a certain joy in having such a rival, a nemesis, and an untouched satisfaction when things finally connected. It was no surprise that with his skill, smarts and maybe a little luck, Twilight saw Y/n in a light he had never seen someone else.

Cemented as a worthy opponent.

A thorn in his side, Y/n was the one opponent that came back again and again. And then again for good measure. As time passed no one else seemed to compete. He'd always find some way to be a nuisance in Loid's life. Like some sort of insect. There was no stopping him.

And depite everything, or maybe because of it.

Loid didn't pull his punches.

Y/n kicked and weaved, Loid dodged and forced through. Jabs, uppercuts, attempts to sweep. There was almost a rhythm to their fights now, knowing each other's moves as well as their own. As if second nature, they tangoed down the depths of some back alley, only company a slowly setting sun.

As another unsatifing crunch sounded from a contact with his ribs Y/n laughed into the open air, unwavering glee pulling at his lips. 'Would it kill you to relax a bit, huh?'

Not wasting a moment, Loid grabbed him and his whole world seemed to dip and spin.

Y/n paused, eyes closed. Whatever was going on, whatever had happened to him, he needed this megre sample of solace to pause. Failing to steel his nerves, he hestitantly opened his eyes.

All these years of dancing around each other, of not quite close enough calls, of bruises and scrathes formed in every other city and situation.

It had all built up to this. And neither of them knew what to do.

Loid had slamed Y/n into the brick wall behind him, taking the fight out of him with it. It took all Y/n had to stop his wobbly knees from giving out all together, and Loid wasn't looking much better. There was a barely there shake in the normally sturdy arms that corned his frame. Y/n's eyes traced the body in front of him, stomach churning as he took in the countless rips and scrathes and blood patches. Y/n wouldn't go down easy and Loid gave him hell of a fight, that was for sure.

Y/n finally looked up to meet Twilight's eyes and in turn, the decider of his fate, but stilled.

The burning passion that had been in Loid's eyes as they brawled, the fire that flickered and threatened to burn every time he got too close, that had licked his heels as long as Y/n could remember - had gone out.

Or maybe that was wrong. Instead was something just as warm, but vulernable in its place. Something Y/n couldn't make out. Loid's jaw was tensed and his grip seemed to be ever so slightly loosening. The soft, pained look on his face caught Y/n so off-guard all he could do is stare back.

As their eyes met the fight seemed to go out of him.

Y/n was almost tempted to take advantage of the vulnerable moment to flee when the thought hit him.

I don't want this - for this to end. Not with you. There has to be another way.

All Y/n knew was the cold concrete against his back, the aches of of his limbs and the burn of Loid's gaze into him.

This was probaly the first time they were able to look at each other like this outside of combat. Neither of them spoke, fatigued and more alert than they'd ever been simultaneously.

The tension between them was palpable. Undeniable. The sweat dripping slowly along the side of Loid's face, accompanied by the slim black spywear that perfectly complemented is frame, did things to him that Y/n didn't even want to think about.

Could Loid feel it too? But there was a bigger matter at hand. That their little game had come to an end and what? Y/n had to leave this all and go rot in a cell?

Time seemed a million miles away as they stood there, unmoving and unsure. The only thing that shook them from the stupor was when Loid grunted, and cursed quietly under his breath. Y/n 's stomach flipped and before he could even question him it was over.

Loid feel into Y/n's arms. Literally.

Despite how hungrily he was gulping down air, his breath seemed to catch in his throat.

The last spark of defiance seemed to have left him, with only exhaustion remaining. Even as the best of the best, Loid has worked tooth and nail to finally catch Y/n, the toil evident in him now, especially after such a fight.

Y/n barely noticed when his hand slowly raised to cup the back of Loid's head. First to hold him still and falling into a gentle stroke as natural as could be. Of course they're never touched like this but the contact against his skin was too familar. 'One moment of glory and you throw yourself at me? Really does seem a moment of rest killed ya.'

No response to his call back, Y/n sighed.

With that, Y/n manoeuvred Loid's limp frame until he was holding him up, arm streched across his back. To a passerby maybe it woukd look like he was simply helping a drunken friend, but they both knewn it was so so much more.

Loid seemed to stil be conscious somewhere in there as his feet stood firm, but had no other indication, slumped completely against Y/n. A tank of pure muscle and dedication felt like nothing more than a giant teddy bear as he melted into Y/n's side.

With another sigh, he began walking, a hand snaking around Loid's waste to support him. They stumbled slowly and surely, without destination. The final brushes of orange and pink painted the sky for the day over the buildings, and everything was oddly at peace.

Barely a whisper came then, as they stumbled as one. Into the cool evening air that approached.

'Just relax, alright? I'll take care of ya.'

#really hope this isnt ooc #my first fic here WOO !!!#spy x family #loid forger #loid x y/n #loid x reader #male reader #spy x family loid #loid male reader #loid x male reader #loid x you

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kimjun · 2 years

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Yanderes reaction to being afraid of them;

Naruto / Light / Madara / Levi / Katsuki / Sasuke / Sakuna / Loid / Jiraiya / Sebastian / Dabi

This character is not really worried, whether you are afraid or not you are still his, he will not let you go just because you are afraid of him, in reality he likes your fear so he knows that you will not do anything stupid to run away or leave him.

Your fear will only inflate his ego, he will use it to further arrest you. He will your fear wisely use just to put in your head that you will die without him, or it will threaten you all the time saying that if you leave it will kill every person you love or anyone you talk to.

He has no problem torturing you, if you are to be afraid he will do it with pleasure.

Itachi / Mikey / Luffy / L / Deku / Jason

They are softer hearts, but that doesn't mean they'll let you go, not at all. They will just try to make you understand that it is right for you to stay with him, that it is all for love that without him you will get lost in this world, and that they are just doing everything to make you safe.

They will take you to another place, maybe now with a garden but you cannot leave. They will present you, give you everything you want, except the freedom you want. Remember he loves you, it's for your good.

Gojo / Shinzou / Chat Noir

They are without patience, they will just yell at you and then totally ignore you. They will use silence as punishment, they want to see you crawl for attention. They will show that fear is nothing and that silence is the worst punishment.

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unfinshedsentec · 2 years

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BOYFRIEND TEXTS W/ LOID❕

a/n: ummm I love loid… a lot! And omg I loves doing smau’s for spy x family… I wanna do more

reader is gender neutral!

characters: loid (twilight) forger (blonde hottie #2)

tw: cursing

#spy x family #spy x family x reader #loid forger #loid forger x reader #twilight #spy x family twilight #loid forger x you #loid forger x y/n #loid #loid x reader #loid x y/n #loid x you #spy x family loid #smau #spy x family smau #twilight x reader #twilight x y/n

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harukaprism · 2 years

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Face fucking with Loid

Pairing: Loid Forger [Twilight] xF!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, 18+ only, face fucking, obvi, cum eating, oral m receiving

Word Count: 790

Dawn's notes: THIS IS IN A WORLD WITHOUT YOR BECAUSE I PHYSICALLY CANNOT DO THAT TO HER AND HIM

Loid had a bad day, a really really bad day. You noticed it the second he walked into the apartment, Anya was spending the night at Beckys house and the two of you were alone. “Loid, you okay?” He offered no words, he only offered a grunt as he made his way to the bathroom. Well alright then.

As you cooked you thought of a way you could make him feel better. Then an idea came to your mind. Why not let him take control? He came out of his bath looking a little better but you had to wait, he needed to eat then he could use you. You had to approach this masterfully. “I am assuming work was stressful?”

A nod. At least it was something.

“I’m sorry dear, I never knew how hard doctors had it.” You gave a pause as you ate. “I have a way for you to relieve your stress.” That brought his beautiful blue eyes to meet yours. “Why not use my mouth.”

You closed your eyes taking another bite of food, you knew your husband would be stunned, the two of you rarely participated in such a lewd act but you knew that he loved to have control. “What?”

Meeting his eyes again you smiled. “I just think that it would make you feel better. Anya is gone and we have the apartment to ourselves.”

This time it was his turn to close his eyes and eat. “Alright.” And just like that dinner was quickly finished and dishes were washed. As you put the last of the dishes away you were suddenly dragged into his room. “On your knees now.”

Knowing better than to disagree you went to the ground between his legs as he sat on his chair. You waited for his nod before you unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. He must have been thinking about it, good.

“Open now.” You followed his command and opened your mouth wide. He didn’t have much girth but what he lacked for in that he very much compustated in length. Instantly his hands were in your hair and he pulled you onto his awaiting cock. He moved you slowly up and down his shaft.

Even though you had only taken half of him, the tip touched the back of your throat. You had sucked his dick before, so you concentrated and breathed through your nose. The dull pain of having your hair being pulled as he used your mouth was there but when your teary eyes met his the pain faded.

His cheeks and ears were bright red, those azure eyes were lidded as he stared at you taking him in your mouth, his grunts of pleasure were music to your ears. Apparently, you had kept eye contact for too long because he forced your head completely down making his cock go down your throat.

You had experienced it once before but that didn’t prepare you for how much there was of him. With wide eyes you choked a little as you forced your throat to relax and allow him in. It was days like these you appreciated the well trimmed bush of bright blonde hair your husband maintained, the curly hairs ticked your nose a bit, it gave you something to concentrate on while Loid held your head in place trying to get further into your mouth.

You had to pull out the finishing move; moaning against him you grabbed ahold of his pant legs.

Tapping his thigh three times, he pulled you off of him, allowing you to breathe. Saliva and precum kept you attached to him. Taking in deep breaths you smiled at him. “Okay, I’m good to go now.”

Loid was not a man who was patient when it came to his pleasure. Grabbing fistfulls of your hair he pulled your willing mouth back onto his cock and quickly moved you up and down his shaft. He was close and you could tell, he always got so fast when he was reaching his high, also his thigh muscles twitched each time.

Loid rolled his head back and let out a guttural moan as he reached his peak, he held your head down completely again and let his cum flow down your throat.

Tears rolled down your cheeks but you breathed through your nose as you swallowed around him taking as much as you could. Soon enough he pulled your head off and held your face looking for any signs of discomfort. “Was I too rough?”

You let him thumb the tears from your cheeks, you smiled at him. “Do you feel better?”

He let out a chuckle as he smoothed out your hair. “Much, thank you.”

#spy x family fanfiction #spy x family fanfic #loid smut #loid forger #loid forger x reader #loid forger x you #spy family fanifction #spy family fanfic #spy family x reader #spy family twilight #twilight x reader #twilight x you #twilight x y/n #dawn writes 18+#18+ only

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gay-as-hell-blog · 1 year

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The actual post for @genshintwstfan request for Loid Forger x fem! Reader platonic headcanons

At first y/n knows everything that all the books she read but wasn’t successfully able to transfer the rules from paper to real life.

Eventually WISE decided it would be better to send her to their spy Loid Forger where her under cover role is to play his niece in operation “Strix”.

At first she was having a lot of trouble getting used to being a spy and the rules and with Loid “adopting” Anya and “marrying” Yor.

There wasn’t a lot of time to teach in personal methods so Loid decided to just take her when he went on the missions so she can see how he brings the rules into how he works.

Eventually y/n got used to how to transfer the rules from paper to real life, but still had a little trouble remembering the actions that were tied to the rules.

After a long time of still shadowing Loid she got much better at remembering the actions tied to the rules Loid felt like a proud mentor.

When Loid had the next spy mission he told y/n to do it since he thought she was ready to take control but he would stay in the shadows unless y/n desperately needed help.

Easy to say that when she was being tutored by Loid she was paying attention the whole time she was shadowing Loid on his missions.

During the mission that y/n took control of, she almost messed up but quickly recovered from her slight accident.

I hope this is what you wanted. I’m sorry that it took so long but my ass procrastinate’s A LOT and just pulled an all nighter just to watch spy x family so if you don’t mind i’m still a little tired so I’m going to take another nap.

The request genshintwstfan asked for me to do:

#platonic #x female reader #female reader #spy x family x reader #x female y/n #x platonic!reader #loid forger x reader #headcanon #spy x family headcanons #spy x family #x reader #loid forger

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chaoticsimp · 1 year

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What Could Have Been

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Relationship: Twilight x Reader

Content Warnings: SFW, Fluff, Angst, Angst, Angst, Fem!Reader.

Summary: I love you. Your last words to the agent known as Twilight. It was a love he ran from - for the greater good. He hasn't seen you since, and never expected to see you again until he stumbled upon your new life without him.

Word Count: 1340

Part 2

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A ghost – walking the halls of Eden Academy with a soft smile, surrounded by adoring students. It was a smile that used to greet him in the mornings, accompanied by a quiet goodbye and be safe. It was the smile he thought of when he was backed into a corner, and the smile he often dreamt of even years later.

“Have a good evening, Miss!” A child yelled as they exited the classroom.

“See you tomorrow!” Another said excitedly.

“Don’t forget your permission slips,” You called after them, still unaware of the eyes on you. The last time he had seen you, he left without so much as a goodbye. A final night before returning to your respective realities – a time he allowed himself to linger in for far too long.

He followed you from a distance. His eyes drifted to your hand, the one clutching the strap of your bag and he was relieved to see no ring. Although, what would he have said or done if he had seen one? He was the one who chose the job over you. He knew he had forfeited any place in whatever life you built after the heartbreak he left you with. He noticed you slow your steps as you wandered into the adjacent courtyard, and realized one of your hands had drifted unnoticed into your bag.

“If I have to come to you the next breath you take will be your last.”

“I suppose it was foolish of me to think your senses had dulled,” He sighed, stepping from the shadow of a pillar. That smile you had carried yourself with was replaced by a tight line as he met your gaze.

“After orientation, I knew it was a matter of time.” You noticed him before he had noticed you, sitting next to a beautiful young woman and their little pink-haired child rushing down the steps to join her class. You felt the heartbreak before the fear – what did this mean? Was the slice of paradise you carved out for yourself in danger? When you went home that evening you expected the Handler to be at your door, and every day after you waited for WISE agents that never came. It was the lack of action that kept you curious.

“And you didn’t run?”

“You think too highly of yourself-”

“Loid,” He interrupted.

“Have I lost the privilege of your name?” You asked and noticed his ears redden. You withheld a laugh, amused by how easily flustered you could make Westalis greatest spy.

“I’m only joking, Mr. Forger,” You assured him, and that seemed enough to calm him.

“I’ll admit, I was surprised it took you this long but after seeing your wife, and child I put the pieces together.”

“Yes, well. I would hate for people to get the wrong idea if I was spotted with another woman.” You nodded, and he noticed your lip quiver as you glanced away.

“It’s difficult seeing you live the life I wanted with you, even if it’s just for a mission.” It wasn’t the confession that shook him, it was the tear you tried so hard to hide as you turned your back to him. Twilight took a step, stopping himself before he took another, and your hand left what he assumed was the weapon hidden in your bag as you lifted your sleeve to your cheek.

“You suit the role of husband and father as well as I thought you would,” You continued with a humourless laugh. This wasn’t how you wanted this confrontation to go, you wanted to be mad – to throw the words he had used on you back at him. To remind him of the hurt he caused, but once you were faced with him – you were also faced with the man you knew him to be. A brilliant, wonderful, and handsome man who has spent his entire life protecting others with little thanks.

“Do you remember what you said to me when you left?” You asked.

“Yes," He hesitated, the words still felt heavy on his tongue. "I’m sorry but the world needs Twilight, more than I need you."

“And? Is it the same, is this family you’ve made really just for WISE?” There was the briefest hesitation, a split-second beat before his answer came. Something so insignificant would have gone unnoticed by the average person, but you knew him sometimes better than he knew himself.

“Yes.” You huffed a laugh, shaking your head as you turned back to face him. His blue eyes shone in the evening sun, and he still stood in that single step he had taken towards you. You walked closer, and he didn’t withdraw when your hand touched his arm.

“Don’t hurt them like you did me,” You advised. You stood on your toes. He tensed but didn’t move as you pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. The warmth lingered far longer than it should have, his heart sped up so quickly he was sure you’d notice but you simply stepped back. That gentleness faded as your grip returned to the strap of your bag.

“I want no part in whatever you’re doing,” You started. “I want nothing to do with whatever WISE has set up. I won’t get in the way.”

“But?”

“But if you or them move against me I will not hesitate to throw you under the bus,” You warned. Twilight almost laughed, this was the woman he remembered.

“I worked hard to build a life here, and you no longer have a place in it. I love my job, I love my students, and any interference-”

“I understand,” He interrupted with a small smile. “I will leave you be, and I will ask the Handler to do the same.”

“Thank you,” You smiled, relieved that there was no pushback. No threat, no reason to run.

“Well, if that’s all Mr. Forger I really must be going.” He didn’t want you to go, he wanted to ask you about your life here. He wanted to get dinner, he wanted to hear his name – his real name – rolling off your tongue. He missed your shared after-mission routines. He missed you more than he cared to admit, but he knew admitting any of this would be unfair to you. It would hurt you more than he already had, so he put on a smile – his best ‘Loid Forger’ smile and offered his hand.

“Thank you for your time.” You took his hand and felt his grip tighten. Another pause as that fake smile faltered, and his voice lowered.

“You know I did?” He asked, briefly avoiding your gaze.

“I know,” You replied, and Twilight ignored the tremor in your voice – afraid it would shake his resolve. Afraid it would make him question his mission, just like it had years ago.

“I’m glad you’ve found a life without me.” A lie. One that you forced yourself to believe as you shook his hand. Your hands lingered as you pulled them apart, that smile you had carried yourself with returned as you both walked out of the courtyard.

“I suppose, I’ll see you around,” You replied, and he nodded. You finally turned your back to him, and he listened to your retreating steps. Twilight lifted his hand to his cheek. He could still feel the warmth of your lips, and he let himself linger on it. He turned to leave in the opposite direction, ready to return to his own life and leave you in yours until he heard his name – his real name being called. Was this his second chance? But when he looked over his shoulder, he realized it wasn’t him you had called to as a small blonde child ran into your waiting arms. Twilight was sure you felt his gaze, he noticed your hesitation as you stood and kept your back to him. He stopped himself from following, but his eyes never left your back as you disappeared with who could be his reflection in your arms.

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