— a Loid Forger x Yor Briar short fic

cw: spoilers, angst, blood, slight nsfw, harsh words.

“You're... a Westalis..?”

I didn't know why it's so painful to hear her asking me that way.

“I-I... I don't know.. what to say,” she said.

My tongue felt so numb, unable to move an inch. I want to embrace her.

“I have to cut your throat,” she spoke up again. “I.. I have to kill you.”

“Okay,” was all I could reply.

I could clearly see her trembling. I've seen her doing her jobs few times, and never even once she had a slight doubt or fear while in actions. Of course, if I were her I would also feel betrayed by my identity reveal. She's definitely disappointed in me, right?

“Fuck you, Loid Forger.”

A tear dropped on her pale cheek. Fuck.

She gripped her stilleto-type weapon tightly aiming the sharp tip to me, who's standing few inches in front of her, then suddenly twisted it so the tip now facing her chest.

I immediately dropped my caliber, rushed to her before she tried to do something stupid.

Fuck.

seize the day or die regretting the time you lost it's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time but I'm too young to worry these streets we travel on will undergo our same lost past

“Twilight?”

Huh?

“Are you with me?” Sylvia waved her palm in front of me.

“Y-yeah. What is it?”

She shook her head. “Never have I ever thought Twilight actually involved his own feelings in a mission.”

“I didn't.”

“My father always said there is no frozen heart that couldn't be melted.”

”...”

“Anya did it? Or perhaps.. Yor Briar?”

“I don't know what you're talking about.”

She gasped dramatically. “God damn Twilight you poor soul..”

I found you here, now please just stay for a while I can move on with you around I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever? I'd do anything for a smile holding you 'til our time is done we both know the day will come but I don't want to leave you

“Nope, you're too drunk, Yor. No more drinks,” I snapped the wine bottle from her grip. She whined.

“You're so evil.. I'm.. going to tell princess An-yaa..”

She tried to stand up but I put her back to sit. “Don't you dare to go anywhere else,” I said. She pouted. “Why? You can't live without me?”

Yes. “No. I live okay without you.”

“Liar... Loid.. you're a liar..” she pointed her finger to me. “Thiiisss.. this is fake... right?” she gestured the gap between us with her finger.

“I don't know, what d'you think, Yor? Do you think it's real?”

“Huhhh no.. because you said it's fake.. so it's not real.” She giggled. “You're.. such an idiot.. Mr. Loidman...”

“Yeah, I guess I am.”

I cupped her face with my hands. Softly caressed her cheek with my thumb.

“I want you to know that this one is real.”

I leaned in as she stared to my eyes. Closer, leaving 3 or 4 centimeters gap between us. She hiccupped suddenly. I chuckled. “A cutie,” I said before kissing her deep and slow.

newborn life replacing all of us changing this fable we live in no longer needed here so where do we go? will you take a journey tonight, follow me past the walls of death? but girl, what if there is no eternal life?

Her tears dropped in my face like rain pours. She held her stabber tight right above my chest.

“You're beautiful, Yor. As always.”

“S-Shut the fuck up. I'm going to cut your fucking throat so you can never be able to speak ever again.”

“Alright, love.”

She's trembling hard. I could clearly feel it cause she sat on top of me.

“Fuck you.. Loid,” she said, tears flowing. “Fuck all of this.”

“I'm sorry.”

“Rewind, Loid. Rewind everything!”

I said nothing, caressing her left heel softly.

“You.. lied.. You fucking lied to me... to Anya.. You shouldn't- God damn it! You're a fucking big fat liar and I'm such a fool to fell for you.”

“I'm sorry.”

She dropped her weapon, covering her face with her hands.

I held her back as I tried to sit up. I enticed her hands from her face, revealing mascara-tears-blood painted messily on her face. I cupped her face, staring at those beautiful pair of crimson eyes that I always love.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I dragged you into this. I'm sorry that I lied to you about my background and all. I'm sorry that I loved you, and I'm sorry that I love you still.”

I rest my forehead on hers.

“One of us must die, Loid..”

“Who cares?”

“I do. I don't wanna die and I can't kill you.”

I chuckled. “Marry me, Yor Briar.”

A tear dropped again on her cheek. “I hate you.”

She tangled her arms to my neck before pressing her lips into mine.

trials in life, questions of us existing here don't wanna die alone without you here please tell me what we have is real

“Ahh, fuck!”

I thrusted faster, hitting the farthest spot, her favorite. The room now filled with panting noises and curse words.

“I love you baby,” I mumbled as my lips traceably kissed her shoulder to her neck.

“Loid- God, fuuck..”

“I love you, Yor Briar,” I said before we both reached our climax.

I laid beside her, trying to catch a breath. She suddenly sat on top of me, then placing her hands on the sheets with my head in between.

“I'm sorry, Twilight,” she said making me raised an eyebrow. She has never called my codename, not even once. “cause I love you, Loid Forger.”

I smiled. “You really hate Twilight, don't you?”

“Do you hate Thorn Princess?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because Yor Briar has always been Thorn Princess since the beginning, not faking it only hiding it,” I said. “Unlike Twilight the biggest liar of the century.”

“I don't hate him. I just feel unfamiliar with him.”

I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I'm sorry.”

She frowned. “Can't you just be my Loid Forger?”

I stunned.

“Can't we just.. stay?”

so, what if I never hold you? or kiss your lips again? so I never want to leave you and the memories of us to see I beg don't leave me

“Prepare to depart now, Twilight. Your mission is over,” this is the third times Sylvia said it via transmitter. “I repeat, mission is over.“

She stood right there in front of me, crying. I failed hard, didn't I?

I made her—my lover, my queen, my wife, my angel, my partner in crime, Yor Briar the love of my life and the mother to my daughter—feel miserable because of our missions. Because of me.

I reached her hand, and the other one which is currently holding my .22 caliber. I guided her to place the caliber right in front of my chest.

“Hey love, don't worry. I promise it only lasts for a second for me. It will be harder for you to leave with the fact that I'm still alive.”

“I want to live.. with you, Loid.. with Anya, too. What am I supposed to say to her?”

I touched her soft cheek. “No one knows us better than her, you know that.”

“Loid, please..”

“Sweetheart, there's no space for me to live. Even if I runaway alive now, my agency would eventually kill me on the way since I failed the mission. Or else, someone from SSS will definitely follow me around. Moreover, Garden will not forgive you for letting me go, and I don't want them to hurt you. Ever.”

Her tears flowed harder. I embraced her tightly, stroking her soft jet black hair. “I love you. Always.”

BANG!

silence, you lost me, no chance for one more day I stand here alone falling away from you, no chance to get back home

Anya approached closer to the tomb, with Bond alongside her. Placing white flowers that she's been carrying on the top of it.

“Hi.. I'm sorry it took me so long to visit you.”

She smiled.

“Papa.. Mama.. now no one can ever separate you from each other.”

She could feel a tear on her cheek, she quickly brushed it off.

“Don't worry about me. I have Mr. Scruffy and Bond with me. Becky always accompany me for homeworks and shopping. Uncle Yuri also often visits and play with me when he's having a day off. I'm fine.. and happy.”

“You don't mention me?” a familiar voice heard as the sound of footsteps approaching closer.

She giggled. “Ah yes, Damian is here too.. Papa, you liked him, don't you? He's okay.”

“Huh, why am I just okay?”

“Because.. you're okay.”

“I'm not great? Or.. magnificent? Spectacular? There are a lot of majestic words you can use to describe me better.”

Anya rolled her eyes. Damian placed two red roses beside the bucket Anya brought earlier. “Hope you finally find your eternal peace, Mr. Forger. I'll do my best to continue your mission.”

“To be a secret agent...?” Anya tilted her head.

“No,” Damian reached her hand, holding it tightly.

”..to always keep your smile shines bright.”

. . .

A young couple from West Berlint found dead, relative reported the two was accidentally got shot through their hearts by a single bullet of .22 caliber together in their living room. The couple left a daughter, who is now living with a dog and her uncle.

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— Loid Forger a.k.a Twilight x Yor Briar

Twilight picked up his revolver from his back pocket. Damn it. “Seems like we're both great liars huh?”

His opponent stayed silent with both hands gripping the remarkable stiletto-type weapon, which was her specialty.

“You do know I can kill you faster with my gun, don't you?” Twilight spoke again. “Well, maybe not.”

She (still) kept her mouth quiet, with those pair of crimson eyes looking straight at Twilight's.

“Come on, say something, Yor Forger.”

Silence.

“Ah, right. Yor Briar. My bad, sorry.”

She gripped her stab tighter, aiming them at Twilight's eyes level as she steps closer to him slowly. Twilight held the grip panel of his revolver tensely, trying so hard not to pulls the trigger.

“You look great by the way, as always. You.. always look pretty great, Yor.”

He could see Yor gripped her weapon even tighter.

“I truly wish happiness cherish you all the time,” Twilight said again.

He sighed, lowering his arm then drops his gun to floor, making the person in front of him flustered.

“Come on, my agency will kill me anyway if I failed my mission. At least one of us should alive,” he said. “For Anya.”

“Pick up,” Yor said in a low voice.

“Be hurry, Yor. We don't have muc-”

“PICK UP THE FUCKING GUN, LOID FORGER.”

He looked at her fondly. The crimson eyes starting to filled up with tears.

“You can do it, Yor. You've always been the strongest Forger.”

“FUCK YOU DON'T BE SUCH A COWARD, LOID. PICK UP YOUR FUCKING GUN NOW.”

He just stared at her, who is now starting to tremble. “Aim your gun at me, Loid. Please, please..”

“I can't, Yor. I already failed my career as a spy last year. This is my ending.”

“What?”

“Last year, when we're having a city date together.”

“What crap of bullshit you're saying? I already knew our date was part of your mission too.”

“Yes, but I supposed to have never involved my real feelings.”

“H-Huh?”

“Spies must never have romantic feelings with any of their subjects.”

“Rom-”

“I love you, Yor Briar. And I'm sorry for that.”

Yor dropped her weapons, closing the gap between them with a kiss. Twilight pushed her to wall, a bit too harsh. Then he cupped her face, making eye contact with the beautiful pair of crimson eyes that he fell for since the beginning of the mission. Yor hands latched onto Twilight's wrists. “I love you too, Agent Twilight.”

Fuck. He kissed her longingly as she opened her mouth to give him full control of whatever the activity their doing right now. They're both hungry, hungry for the love they've been keeping for each other since a long time.

Their living room—which not really looks like a living room right now—filled with.. uh.. noises.

Twilight pulled down the zipper on the back of Yor's dress. Yes, in the middle of the activity. “Wait,” Yor said breaking the kiss.

Twilight looking extra dissapointed, but he tried to listen. “Uhm.. I- I don't know-”

“We won't do it if you don't want to.”

Yor stared at his eyes.

“I can wait,” he said as he tucked a strand of her hair to the back of her ear. “I've been trained to be patience, you know.”

Yor giggled. “I do want this, I want to do everything lovers do with each other with you, Lo- Twilight.”

“I'm Loid Forger for you.”

She giggled again. “Marry me again, Loid.”

“Oh I will marry you twice, three times, hundred times, Yor Briar. Even if I have the same mission in my next life, I will eventually search for you. It's only you, I'm going to be marry. In real life or mission.”

Yor smiled, her thumb stroking Twilight's cheek. “Now what?”

Twilight leaned in, “kiss me.”

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— an Eren Yeager & Mikasa Ackerman prompt.

when i see your smile tears run down my face i can't replace

Those warm hands. I can still remember clearly when those warm hands wrapped my body for the first time. Those warm hands that always hold my cold hands whenever I lose control. Those warm hands that never stopped reaching me out whenever I crossed the lines. Those warm hands that always filled with comfort and pure love. The pure love that I would never be able to return it back.

and now that i'm strong i have figured out how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul and i know i'll find deep inside me i can be the one

I hurt you, once. Twice. Countless times. I betrayed your trust. I wrecked your fragile heart. I abandoned your genuine love. I ruined your whole life. I'm a fucking monster, yet, those warm hands of yours still trying to reach the hell out of me.

seasons are changing and waves are crashing and stars are falling all for us days grow longer and nights grow shorter i can show you i'll be the one

“that's not true, Eren.”

“you've always been by my side, you've showed me how to live with a purpose. thank you.”

“and you.. you wrapped this scarf around my neck,” she chuckles.

“thank you.”

i will never let you fall i'll stand up with you forever i'll be there for you through it all even if saving you sends me to heaven

My heart aches so much whenever I think about you. The way I hurt you. The way I broke your heart. The way I did things that only bring you more pain. The way your tears falling down on your pale cheeks. I feel like there're hundred of knives stabbing my chest.

'cause you're my.. my true love my whole heart please don't throw that away

Can we just run away together to the other side of the world? Can we just ignore everyone else and humanity? Fuck them. Can we just live happily in a small house at that hills with 3 children and a puppy? Can we just stay inside and cuddle all day? Can we just kiss each other good night then sleep side by side? Can we.. can we?

'cause i'm here for you please don't walk away and please tell me you'll stay

I can see you jump into this stupid titan's mouth. I can see your clear bright eyes. Oh they're beautiful, as always. You look great, I love your short hair so much. Did I ever tell you that? I love your pale cheeks, they're cute. I love your scent, always. I love your voice, never fails to melt my ears. I love every inch of you. I love you, Mikasa Ackerman. and I'm sorry, for everything.

use me as you will pull my strings just for a thrill and i know i'll be okay though my skies are turning grey

I always wish this was all a dream. I wished this all wasn't real. I wished this was an acting plot and we can still be happy behind the scenes. I wish I can kiss you like the way Zen kissed Shirayuki. But that's okay. I'm glad I can still feel your warm hands for one last time while catching my last breath. Good bye, Mikasa. I'll see you when I see you.

— a Sanji & Pudding prompt.

when you were here before couldn't look you in the eye you're just like an angel

Sanji wrapped the flower bouquet that he prepared for Pudding. He put some warm french croissants into the picnic basket before finally shut the lid off. He stared at them and smiled from ear to ear.

“Can't wait to have a beautiful night with Pudding-chan,” he mumbled as he stepped out of his room.

in a beautiful world I wish I was special you're so fuckin' special

Sanji peeked at Pudding's window to see what she's doing. Is this too cruel..? It's like a creep.. uhhh but it's okay, I mean, tomorrow we're gonna be husband and wife anyways, he thought. Oh, Sanji found out her sister, Reiju, is in Pudding's room and-

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH stop dreaming, please! I'm going to marry that lowly creature? How is it possible?”

I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control

”.....”

“C'mon.. I'm Mama's favorite, specially because of my great acting skills. To defraud him is a piece of cake for me. Only my family knew my true identity and this cursed third eye,” Pudding pointed her third eye.

“You really are disgusting,” Reiju said calmly.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAH since the first time Mama is just going to steal Germa from you Vinsmokes, then slaughter you all.”

I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice when I'm not around

The rain poured the garden heavily, turning off Sanji's cigarette.

“I wonder what kind of expression will your brother show tomorrow? You know how he proposed to me? It's absolutely ridiculous. So scary as soon as he took off his mask. and with that ugly face, he said,” Pudding proceed to puffed her cheeks, mocking Sanji's appearance after he got beaten by his dearly brothers. “I was born in hell and now I'm back to that hell. Well, my adventure ends here. I mean, who cares anyway? What a fool! Hahahaha.”

The lovely bouquet that Sanji hold this whole time dropped to ground. The plastic got soaked by rain along with the picnic basket. He pulled out his lighter from his pocket.

So fuckin' special I wish I was special

“Then the stupid man pulled me into his arms, whispering, “you are my savior, let's get married”, oi Reiju, is there any proposal worse than that? HAHAHAHAH”

Sanji leaned against the wall of Pudding's room as he kept trying to ignite his lighter in the pouring rain.

Pudding wiped out her tears. “Ah.. so ridiculous, who would want to marry a failed man like him? Can't you bring me a better prince? HAHAHAHAH”

As Sanji succeed to ignite his lighter, a single raindrop turned it off. Little did he knew, tears rolled down his cheeks along with the heavy rain.

but I'm a creep I'm a weirdo what the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here

“Hey,”

Pudding's touch awakes Sanji from his thoughts. She looks at him softly. “You alright?”

“Yeah, uh, where are we again?”

She chuckles. “You supposed to kiss me, Sanji-san.”

“Ah, right,” Sanji holds Pudding's hands and squeezes them a bit. Be brave, Sanji. This ain't her.

“But before that,” Pudding looks up to his eyes. “I'm gonna show you something terrible,” she brushes aside the bangs covering her third eye. She's grinning while waiting for Sanji's reaction.

Instead of showing a frightened reaction, Sanji genuinely feels amused by Pudding's eyes. “How beautiful,” he says, unwittingly. His response actually had her taken aback. She can't believe her ears. She planned to shoot him after, but the shock she's having makes her unable to finish her mission completely.

she's running out the door she's running out she run, run, run, run...

“I know you're not a bad person, Pudding-chan.”

In this middle of the sudden warzone, Pudding still stands stiffly at the wedding platform where she and Sanji were supposed to kissed each other a while ago. But it didn't happen. After she lost her focus, Sanji's allies coming in and by that twist of fate, Mama's big plan to slaughter the Vinsmokes has revealed to everyone. From Pudding's spot, she can clearly see Sanji jumps to catch one of his female shipmate, Nami. Pudding can feel a huge crack inside her as she watches that view.

whatever makes you happy whatever you want you're so fuckin' special I wish I was special

Pudding watches him baking the giant cake. She can't help but stares at him as he stirring the large cream. He smiles from ear to ear despite the situation. This fool can't be real. Why is he smiling like an idiot?

“I'm so happy every time I cook for someone else,” he says suddenly. Then he chuckles softly, “I can't wait to see Big Mom's delightful face while eating my cake!”

Pudding surprised by his words. She feels completely wrecked inside for hurting such a genuine human like him.

but I'm a creep I'm a weirdo what the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here

“I have something to say to you, Sanji-san.”

Sanji exhales his cigarette smokes, “what is it, Pudding-chan?”

Pudding stares at him before she put her hands around his neck while leaning in, not even giving time for Sanji to react. She closes her eyes as she kisses his pink lips softly. For a second, Pudding thought it was impossible for him to kiss her back, but he did. He kissed her back. Despite the beautiful moment, she feels painful inside. Tears keep rolling down on her face. As their lips parted, Pudding can't help but cry out loud as she pulled out Sanji's memory. She stares at his beautiful eyes one last time, before running away from him and dissapear at the end of the road.

“Oi, Pudding-chan! What's the thing you wanted to say?”

I wish in another life, we both happily falling in love with each other, Sanji-san.