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I got a hold of some clear files for recent SxF collabs that I wanted to share! This first set is from the "monochrome" collab that's been going on in pop-up shops around Japan. Their outfits are so pretty 🤩

Bond has a design too, but they put him on the back of the clear file. He has a bowtie with pearls, just like Yor!

Anya has a few more designs, featured on another clear file.

I mentioned this next collab previously, which is from the Sweets Paradise cafe. The farmer outfits are adorable ❤️ (as usual, Yuri looks deceptively pleasant on merch 😅)

Chibi designs that also include Fiona, Damian and Becky.

The next two are old designs, but I realized I had the clear files for a while yet never scanned them.

And lastly, while this isn't a scan I made, I wanted to share the following image anyway because 1) I LOVE these designs and 2) it's a collab that's only in China, so highly unlikely I'll be able to get any merch to scan. But the quality of this image from the official site isn't too bad.

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my latest fic is complete!

it’s mostly loid, yuri, and franky messing around and being stupid.

If a child comes to you, begging to train to be able to protect the only family she has, because war stole her parents, her identity, her childhood. Because war doesn't discriminate. It goes for fathers, mothers, grandparents, kids, nature.

There are barely any jobs, food , or medications. The crime sky rocket, you can barely go outside due to the insecurity. People can break in her house knowing they were alone, no adult in sight. Every day I can imagine how scared Yor must have been for Yuri, and for herself. We don't know if she was mugged in an alley at 13 years old, a child, or worse. I can't even imagine the human traffic.

And then she finds Shopkeeper, sees a golden opportunity to keep Yuri alive, to stay alive until the war end, and asks him to train her to protect her little brother, because it's the only thing she has left in the world.

A Spy x Family TwiYor Analysis

Until he meets Yor Briar, Twilight has deliberately chosen never to let anyone see a crack in the carefully constructed facade he wears as a spy. He lives in isolation—thinking in private, feeling in private, breaking down in private. He has convinced himself that isolation is not only necessary—it's survival.

But Operation Strix demands something entirely different. To succeed, he has to convincingly become a devoted husband and loving father, and from the very beginning, that role begins to chip away at the walls he's spent years building. You can't be a truly present husband and father while keeping the people closest to you locked out. And no matter how skilled he is, no one can maintain a performance every waking moment.

That's where Yor becomes so important. Her kindness, patience, encouragement, quiet thoughtfulness, and endearing sincerity are the perfect antidote to the emotional fortress Twilight has built around himself. Little by little, she creates a space where the man behind the mask can finally begin to exist.

Twilight absolutely trusts his fellow agents with his life—but that's very different from trusting them with himself. They'll never see him unguarded, emotionally vulnerable, or genuinely struggling. Those parts of him remain carefully hidden behind the identity of "Twilight."

We see this repeatedly throughout the series. When Handler casually asks whether he enjoyed his vacation with his family, he immediately brushes the question aside, insisting he couldn't possibly have enjoyed himself at all—a response that earns nothing more than an amused smile from Handler, who seems to recognize the denial for what it is.

Even after Wheeler leaves him battered and barely conscious, Twilight instinctively slips back into the role of the stoic protector, focusing on taking care of Nightfall despite having been unconscious only moments before.

It's almost reflexive. No matter how exhausted, injured, or emotionally shaken he may be, Twilight's first instinct is always to put the mask back on. Competence is the only version of himself he allows his colleagues to see.

As Twilight learns to navigate life as both a husband and a father, it's Yor's quiet persistence and unwavering sincerity that begin to wear away the walls he's spent a lifetime constructing. Like a stream slowly smoothing stone, her kindness doesn't break through his defenses all at once—it patiently reshapes them until the man hidden behind the mask can finally begin to emerge.

The transformation is both gradual and surprisingly swift. No single moment changes him; instead, it's the accumulation of a thousand small choices—every word of encouragement, every act of trust, every quiet moment of acceptance—that invites Yor deeper into the parts of himself he's never allowed anyone else to see.

This is the beauty of their love story: it isn't defined by dramatic confessions, but by the countless quiet moments that allow two fiercely guarded people to become each other's home. Their romance is built on the safety to be vulnerable—the willingness to let the other care for them in ways neither had ever believed they deserved or even knew were possible.

It's this feeling of home—and the quiet gravity of Yor becoming his safe place—that stirs something in Twilight he hasn't felt since childhood. Ever since losing his mother, "home" has been less of a place than a memory. He's survived by convincing himself he doesn't need one.

But now, almost against his will, his heart is being drawn toward the very thing it's been missing all along: someone waiting for him at the end of the day, someone who sees him, cares for him, and offers him the kind of rest he's never known as an adult.

It's no wonder the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. The certainty he once relied on is giving way to something far more human. The result is complicated, messy, and wonderfully rewarding to watch unfold.

We're all cheering you on, Twilight.💚

Loid when Franky causes him problems: No more funding for his stupid projects