`SPYCHIATRIST

INDIE LOID FORGER // TWILIGHT `penned by KOTYS

[twiloid]

LOID WHO?

Devoted husband, dutiful father and master spy, Loid Forger is nothing short of inconspicuous. With a fake license in psychiatry and a razor blade tucked in the sleeve of his shirt, Loid paints an absolutely normal picture of a very normal man with a very normal family and normal life. Nothing can be farther from normality except for the fact that Loid Forger isn’t his actual name…

Independent Loid Forger // [[ CARRD ]] 

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Other blogs: @wisehandler, @nationalrecluse (sideblog)

MUN: Kotys, She/Her, 21+!

Disclaimer: I am extremely slow. Please do not prioritize our threads over your faster ones. I understand that your muse for our story can dwindle and fade completely due to my tardiness and I wholeheartedly apologize for that. Your patience is always returned, so please never fret about replying late to me.

[twiloid]

Going to reboot my blog because of my lengthy absence. ♥️

[aerequets]

those spies are just too darn clever...

[twiloid]

Is mustache guy an ostanian mole?? Twilight and Nightfall are on the other side of the wall, but the other Westalian agent is somewhere in the background and on the same wall overlooking the street like the rest of the SSS... is this a clue??

[whateversawesome]

New Spy x Family illustration

😎 Look how cool everyone looks...

First time we see Chloe in an official illustration 😃 She and Yuri look so young!

And we can even see Yuri's captain *coughs* (Twilight's dad) together in the same panel/illustration as Twilight for the first time 🤩

[emziess]

endless gifs of Alex Rider - 40/∞

[twiloid]

[twiloid]

Many apologies for not being in touch. I've gone through a nightmarish time in the past few months in my family. I could only focus on what came easily for me, which were two other blogs that grounded me.

Unfortunately, my case of consistent bad news had culminated today in a permanent way and while I feel both crushed and relieved, I still don't know for certain how long it will take to make a full comeback. Maybe, I'll be here tomorrow. Maybe next week. Maybe next month. I can't tell. I suppose, I'll have to see how I grieve.

[remillaa]

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[twiloid]

[usernanami]

#look at this father and daughter quality time 🥰

[ozyras]

a dance

[twiloid]

I just think that this composed professional spy letting out high pitched sounds of absolute TERROR is adorable.

[fauxwife-deactivated20240721]

SHE HAS HAD ONE TOO MANY wobbling about from side to side. " eyy liowd ~ ! " her voice still retains it's softness , but that is about the only thing she retains within her complete suspension of sensibility.

tripping over herself making it over to him , yor collapses within @twiloid's lap. this particular social drinking has taken a lot out of her.

[twiloid]

"M-MISS YOR?!" hands flew out of the Forger matriarch's way and leveled with his ears, body caving as far back into the couch as it was physically possible for a man of his stature and caliber. The stunned mouth that shrieked her name wobbled from the sudden loss of composure. He didn't see this coming. Never in his wildest imagination (and believe him - it was deliberately stunted when it came to her) did he dare himself to think that he would have her plopped against him in such an alarming predicament, let alone have her rear plopped upon his lap of all scandalous place.

What was he meant to do in this situation?! She wasn't his real wife. She wasn't even his girlfriend. Not a lover he had to seduce. If anything, she was a meager associate- a woman who did him a favor- a citizen of the enemy country whom he had been shamelessly fooling for the better part of the year who signed their marriage papers without the fanfare of courtship that would naturally culminate in resentful feelings when his mission was completed-

CALM DOWN, TWILIGHT! YOU'VE BEEN IN THESE SITUATIONS BEFORE!

Sensing the scent of alcohol clinging to her mouth managed to snap his brain from its rumination. He reasoned she wasn't in a position to consent to her actions, which only partly soothed his frantic heart and gave him a vague blueprint to navigate this situation as long as he kept his hands far away from her. The only question remained was in the mechanics of how to convince his drunken wife to get off his lap.

"Fancied an extra glass again, h-huh? Was the wine that good?" he stammered lightly with a lopsided grin, mentally praying to a higher power that she doesn't move in a way that weakened the reigns he had on his body. Of course, he was a professional. Nothing ever got to him that compromised him in any capacity. But that didn't mean he wanted to dive headfirst this time and risk it. It was enough that she'd yanked that embarrassing shrill sound out of him (he didn't even know he was capable of producing it!) and he didn't want an encore! Note to self - buy cheap wine next time.

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[twiloid]

[piracytheorist]

Some things never change