A running theme within the Forger Family is that while Loid fully understands that his Family is a front. Yor over time tends to forget that her marriage and family are fake.
This particular moment sticks out with me because Yor looks Loid dead in the eyes immediately after he reassured her that she’s doing fine as a mother and said “I’m really glad I married you Loid.”
No mention of “as part of our arrangement” or “because I can continue my contract killing job.” just Yor telling Loid that she’s genuinely happy and fortunate that she got so lucky to marry someone as understanding and endearing as Loid.
During the Bond Introduction Arc, when Anya read Bond’s mind of him seeing the future, this panel perfectly describes how Yor would feel if Loid suddenly died and left them both alone.
Throughout the Manga the lines between real and fake blur for Yor just as quickly as it did for Loid.
When the Cruise Arc happens and Olka asks if Yor’s family is just a cover for her real job, it’s a harsh reminder to her that they still are a fake family. Yor completely forgot that she’s with them out of circumstances and you can see the hurt and sorrow in her eyes of that reminder
But as long as she is able to go home to Loid and her family, then who cares if her marriage and family is fake? Who cares if she has to drop thousands of bodies? As long as Yor can keep them safe from her line of work and go home to them, that’s all that matters.
Yor has always loved that Loid is always supportive of her in what she does since the very beginning, she always looks to him for approval, support and comfort. Yor’s motivations as an Assassin are so similar to Loid’s motivations as a Spy that it allows her to do what she does with no regrets and she knows Loid would understand and respect her decisions at the end of the day because as she puts it:
whenever someone calls USAmerican English the 'movie accent' I remember how somewhere last year I was on a train when suddenly the silence was broken by an american voice behind me somewhere and I immediately thought "Oh no, someones playing their tiktoks out loud again" and automatically turned around to put a face to my annoyance like you do when someones driving bad, and turns out a few rows down were just some actual in the flesh USAmericans having a nice conversation amongst themselves. I am sorry Americans I'm glad they let you out of the phone
"Genesis", Oil on canvas by Matthew Cornell
Pomegranates are the most dramatic fruit ever.
Bitch you are a piece of fruit why does it look like I murdered you. Why do you leave my fingertips red and stained. Why do you run down my hands to my elbows when I tear you apart. Why must I rip your body into bloodied chunks to get what's inside of you. Why do you sound so lovely when I crack you open. Why must I eat you with a knife and my bare hands. Why is there so much of you and why is there never enough.
My fav thing to do when thinking abt plot points for a story is trying to figure out the most emotionally damaging thing that’ll either make or break my characters from then on
a du mortain and the violent fearful nature of longing
the wayhaven chronicles by misha jenkins /rainer maria rilke / margaret atwood / yves olade / the wayhaven chronicles / trista mateer / jamaal may / the wayhaven chronicles / kvetchkween on twitter / tumblr, author unknown
they finally bred a kind of dog with an organ for processing food into gunpowder, which will hopefully make shooting things much cheaper going forward