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atomic-chronoscaph · 4 months
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Lizard Tyrant of the Twilight World - art by Dan Zolnerowich
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newyorkthegoldenage · 7 months
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By the George Washington Bridge, 1948.
Photo: Benn Mitchell via the Ben Rubi Gallery
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twilight-zoned-out · 10 months
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Just came back from Barbenheimer and I did not expect Oppenheimer to be the movie I’d prefer to rewatch in a theater
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cullencouture · 1 year
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Alice in 1943, envisioning Christmases yet to come.
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onemorebby · 4 months
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Twilight (1945) dir. Julio Bracho
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psikonauti · 4 months
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Tom Perkinson (American,b.1940)
White Egrets at Twilight, 2023
Watercolor and pastel
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makingqueerhistory · 21 days
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Passing Strange
Ellen Klages
San Francisco in 1940 is a haven for the unconventional. Tourists flock to the cities within the city: the Magic City of the World's Fair on an island created of artifice and illusion; the forbidden city of Chinatown, a separate, alien world of exotic food and nightclubs that offer "authentic" experiences, straight from the pages of the pulps; and the twilight world of forbidden love, where outcasts from conventional society can meet. Six women find their lives as tangled with each other's as they are with the city they call home. They discover love and danger on the borders where magic, science, and art intersect.
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frenchcurious · 1 month
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Leslie Ragan (1897-1972) "Twilight on the Hudson River" 1940s . - source Urban Relics.
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paolo-streito-1264 · 1 year
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'Twilight' by Artur Pastor, 1940.
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Hello! I'm another Arcana Twilight fan, just coming out of the dark. Along with sleepytwilight, you're active when it comes to ArTw content. I hope it's alright to send a request!
Anyway, uh, here's mine: ArTw men with a MC who is a great dancer in jive? (Our dance this year is social dance and we're gonna be doing Cha Cha and Jive 😭) I hope this is okay! Thank you, and have a good day!
Hiiiiii, thank you for the request this is my first actual one 😭🤩Okay so I had to google what that was but I think I got it (sorry if it's a little inaccurate I just learned this dance existed)
(For those who don't know, I copied and pasted the definition from google: Jive is a lively style of dance popular especially in the 1940s and 1950s, performed to swing music or rock and roll.)
A Summoner that is good at jive dancing:
Arcturus
He was pleasantly surprised at what a good dancer you were
Little baby was in awe you you performed it for him
Would definitely encourage you to perform it for others, if you're comfortable with it of course. He won't bug you if you don't want to
Curious to know the history of this type of dance, he hasn't heard it it before (get the powerpoint slides ready)
Your biggest supporter if you do actually decide to perform it for others
If there were some event or festival that involves dance performances, he would recommend it to you if you want to participate
Wouldn't go around telling everyone this piece of information if you aren't comfortable with it
Very understanding
Would try to learn from you to his best ability
He would probably actually manage the basic steps
He's a sweet little baby we all love Arcky
Spica
Impressed
I'm pretty sure this man would do ballet or ballroom dancing, so this more lively dance is probably pretty new to him
It would also give him cultural shock, because he is not used to whatever you are performing to him
Still impressed nonetheless
You would have to make him learn, because he would very much refuse
Though he is interested to know the history and whatever information you can give him (time to pull out the trusty powerpoint slides)
Would also recommend any dancing/performing events if you want to participate
Can keep a secret, if that's what you want
And if you do want to perform, he would make sure everything runs smoothly
He would most definitely get the best seats to watch you perform (hot rich men things fr)
He is proud that you know such a unique skill
Alpheratz
And all of a sudden he is wide awake
Is lowkey impressed
He honestly could not care less about the great history of jive
It's a little loud and feisty af, but it's the summoner, so all is good
Would be very awake whenever you perform
Won't talk you into performing or anything, but he would be pretty happy if you do
And if you do, he would actually get up to go watch, even if he has to put up with Spica
Won't say anything about this, he doesn't gossip or anything like that. It's too troublesome for him anyways, having to go talk to people
He doesn't say anything, but secretly he is so proud of you
He may request for you to dance for him, but no way in hell is he getting up and learning it
He loves you, but seriously no thanks.
He would rather just admire you from the crowd
Will offer to come nap with him if you are tired from dancing
Pollux
The shock on his face.
How come no one told him his beloved summoner could dance?
And why are they actually so good at it??
When you open your phone to play Arcana Twilight, Pollux's affection levels are suddenly at the max level
I don't know how else to describe how he felt in that moment
Would immediately request that you teach him
You agreed, thinking that it would be fine
Spoiler: it was not fine.
Little Misfortune the Second is tripping all over his feet, and you don't think it's just because of his bad luck
Pollux would love to dance, he's just clumsy af and keeps breaking his legs (stars help him)
Even Arcturus came in and helped
Well...Poll tried, at least
He won't give up though, so if he pulls a Sirius at 3am and asks you to teach him, that's your problem not mine
If you perform at an event or festival, Pollux would be at the front of the crowd cheering for you
Is gonna run around and tell everyone how cool you are. You can't stop him.
Would openly flaunt you to the world, even the void monsters won't be spared from his reign (of terror)
This is just an excuse for him to like you more
Vega
The shock on his face (part 2)
Summoner?? You can do that??
I feel like Vega would be pretty poised and elegant and stuff, considering his personality and his house
So to see you so lively is gonna be a shock (in a good way)
Vega may or may not know what jive is, depends on his memory of Mid Earthium
So he may recognise it. May.
Vega wouldn't ask to learn it, but you would probably drag you into learning from you anyways
Besides, he can't say no to his beloved summoner
He would pick it up pretty quickly, though if he seems a little stiff it's normal
He isn't used to having and expressing positive emotions (I'm sorry)
He would still do it though, because it means more summoner quality time
It would remind him of your time together as kids back at Mid Earthium, and all the more he would want to see you happy again
Is secretly your biggest fanboy, if you may or may not be able to tell
If you choose to publicly perform, he won't see him openly cheering or screaming, but he is internally simping
If you have a partner when dancing, he will keep a close eye on that person, making sure they don't get too close to you
He is now your bodyguard (as if he isn't already)
Sirius
You can't tell me he wouldn't tease you relentlessly
He is a menace to society, remember that
You could teach him, but just keep in mind that he will make these sessions somewhat questionable
I think you should do your best to bring along one extra person when this happens
I saw it on another blog once, and I fully agree that Sirius would probably only know how to dance like Michael Jackson
He's so goofy I want to punch him in the face
Would occasionally ask if you would want to actually perform to the public, would tease you a little but if you don't want to he won't bug you anymore
If you do, Sirius will pull strings to do it
You may not see him in the crowd, but just know that he is watching (because he is a red flag like that)
Will take you out (on a date not shoot you) after the performance, effectively stealing you away before other people (Vega) can get you
He may ask you to do a personally performance for him. My suggestion is to decline if you feel the emotion known as embarrassment, because this man is a menace.
Remember to stay hydrated kids :)
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An Alliance (Part 9)
        
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        Fem! Spy! (Y/N) x Yuri Briar
        Parts: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, current part, ten (to be continued when Spy x Family has more Yuri content!)
        (Y/N) is given her own backstory that is important for the story!
        The setting for this story is based off West and East Germany's (because Spy x Family is heavily based off Germany in the 1940-1950) laws (or at least replicated to the best of my abilities since it's unknown what time period Spy x Family is exactly in, we'll go with 1950 for the sake of this story). 
        Historically-accurate women misogyny and mistreatment! Only small comments and historically-accurate laws (replicated to the best of my ability). 
        The story, plot, and settings might not match up to the Spy x Family manga as it's not completed and the manga is still being crafted.
        This series contains spoilers for the manga and anime!
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        A couple weeks passed by and Yuri decided he wanted to visit Yor. Yuri's wound had healed up a little so I allowed it (by allowed, I mean I tried to restrain him and gave up since he was too strong and determined to see Yor).
        During those months I gathered some intel from the National Unity Party that I didn't know about until talking with Twilight about little details of his current mission (or doing a little bit of hacking into Eden Academy's files). I learned that WISE's top suspect is Donovan Desmond has two children I wasn't aware of, Damien and Demetrius Desmond, along with a wife, Melinda Desmond. A little trip to City Hall and snooping through some files and database there, I found out what they look like along with their private information such as their birthday and where they work.
        I wrote down everything I saw (even stuff I figured didn't matter) and placed it into a big white envelope with a false train logo imprinted on it, handing it to Franky when I saw him at the train station on the way back. How I did this without Yuri knowing? I got him drunk and made sure he was sleeping when I left. 
        But Vixen—the West Spy—doesn't matter right now. (Y/N)—Yuri Briar's wife and secret SSS agent—does.
        Yuri happily skipped to the Forger's apartment, barging in quite rudely as I trailed behind him, used to this routine by now.
        "Yay, my sweet sister! I came by for an early morning visit!" Yuri shouted.
        "I'm not satisfied with our life together!" Yor shouted at Twilight.
        Yuri's face morphed to horror (as did mine and Twilight's).
        Twilight and Yor are having relationship problems?! I thought to myself. This is really bad! Twilight's goal is to maintain a family to get closer to Donovan Desmond. If this is ruined, WISE will have to start all over again, and who knows how long it'd be until Donovan does something drastic that breaks this very thin ice Westalis and Ostania is on! We'll have another physical war!
        "LOID FORGER, YOU BASTARD! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY SISTER?!" Yuri screamed, pointing an accusatory finger at Twilight. 
        "Let's not get hasty! We haven't heard both sides of the story!" I smiled nervously, grabbing his shoulder.
        "Yuri? Didn't you get hit by a truck and hurt your shoulder not a little while ago? You should be resting!" Yor spoke, concerned.
        "That healed up right when I talked to you on the phone! More importantly..." Yuri spoke dully, then his tone changed as he got serious. "I warned you, Loid Forger, that if you ever made my sister cry, I would have you exe– er... I would be extremely upset." 
        "Yuri, no! It isn't like that!" Yor claimed.
        It's not?
        "So then what is it like, Yor?" Yuri questioned.
        "Um..." Yor stumbled, thinking.
        "Tell me so I can properly chastise this ne-er-do-well!" Yuri spoke, then looked as if an idea struck him. "If I can keep her angry at him, she'll finally dump him like I've wanted all along." Yuri muttered.
        "Um... you're thinking out loud." Me and Twilight spoke.
        "All right, Yor. Let's get you out of this marriage. We'll go file the divorce papers right now!" Yuri exclaimed.
        "Wait a second, Yuri! I'm sure this can be justified! Let's not get into something so big like that!" I spoke, worried for the future of Ostania and Westalis.
        "We're not getting divorced!" Yor claimed.
        "Yor, have you been holding on to this grievance all along...?" Twilight questioned, a million thoughts going through his calm blue eyes.
        "No, just since yesterday." Yor smiled ditzyily, causing Twilight to go wide-eyed.
        "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER YESTERDAY?!" Yuri shouting, pointing his finger at Twilight again.
        "He didn't do anything!" Yor exclaimed.
        THEN WHAT ARE YOU MAD AT HIM FOR?! I thought to myself, yet held my inner peace as I watched the scene play out.
        "Apologize. I don't know what you did, but you're going to apologize to my sister." Yuri spoke, his tone intimidating me despite me not being at the end of his words.
        "I am so deeply sorry, Yor. I never–" Twilight started, but was cut off by Yor.
        "Loid, no! An apology from you is the last thing I want!" Yor claimed, causing Twilight to have a mortified expression on his face as I saw the Ostanian military clean their guns, ready for their command to infiltrate and kill.
        "HOW DARE YOU ATTEMPT TO APOLOGIZE YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS, YOU FLIPPANT LOUSE!" Yuri screamed, still pointing his finger at Twilight.
        "I understand, Yor. You want me to show contriction through my actions. And I will! I swear to you, I won't ever make you suffer this way again!" Twilight spoke.
        "TH-THAT'S EXACTLY THE PROBLEM!" Yor shouted.
        "HUH?!" Twilight and I exclaimed.
        I can hear the marching of Ostania's army. I can smell ashes from fire and gunpowder. 
        "Yuri, please, could you just stay out of this? This is a martial issue between me and my husband!" Yor scolded, directing her anger towards Yuri.
        "M-martial?!" Yuri exclaimed, a shocked and dejected expression on his face.
        Yuri depressingly made his way to the couch and flopped down, deflating like a ballon as he laid on the couch.
        Yor said this is a martial issue between her and Twilight, so I shouldn't get in the way too, I thought as I sat down next to the sulking Yuri. 
        The phone starting to ring and Yor quickly ran to go answer it.
        "Oh. I'll get it." Yor spoke. "Hello, this is Mrs. Forger." She answered, then redirected her attention to Twilight. "Loid, it's for you. It's from the hospital." 
        "Yes, hello?" Twilight spoke, answering the phone.
        Hospital? Oh, right! Twilight's cover job is a physiatrist for this mission!
        "I'm sorry. I've been called in for an emergency." Twilight stated, hanging up the phone.        
        "Oh dear, that sounds serious." Yor spoke, before it was like a switch was flipped in her as she started to shout. "EVEN ON YOUR DAYS OFF, YOU ABANDON YOUR FAMILY FOR WORK! HOW COULD YOU?! HOW COULD I EVER BE SATISFIED WITH THE WAY YOU ALWAYS PUT YOUR PATIENT'S FIRST?!" 
        "I'm sorry, Yor. We'll talk about this when I get back." Twilight stated calmly, sparing me a glance before walking out. "I really am sorry!" he exclaimed before walking out and shutting the door.
        Yor had a prideful smirk on her face as she looked at me and Yuri (Yuri seemed like he had a skeptical look on his face as he looked at the door Twilight just left).
        "Yor, I really don't mean to pry into your martial problems, but I really believe you need to think about this." I sighed.
        "Huh? But having gripes is a normal thing for marriages, right?" Yor questioned.
        "Of course, but you should understand his side too. You're claiming he spends too much time at work, correct?" I questioned, making sure I got the facts straight.
        "Yes, that is a normal gripe wives have against their husbands, right?" Yor spoke, genuinely seeming like she needed a gripe to appear normal.
        What's she need a gripe to appear normal for anyways? I thought to myself.
        "I hate to give unsolicited advice, but Loid works to provide for your family. I understand that you grieve the lack of time he spends with you and your daughter, but he's a physiatrist. He helps aid people's mental health to prevent something drastic happening. Life and death doesn't wait, that's just apart of this job. However, I do understand you. I believe it's a good idea to have a family outing soon, that way you're able to spend time with Loid and Anya!" I suggested. "That's just my idea though." 
        "I suppose, I could bring it up with Loid..." Yor mumbled.
        "I think it'd be fun for everyone! And don't worry, it's perfectly normal for couples to fight; I mean, me and Yuri fight quite regularly." I reassured. 
        "Yuri? You have gripes with (Y/N)?" Yor questioned, surprised.
        "Huh, yeah. Whatever you say, sis." Yuri spoke, his eyes not moving from the door.
        "Yes! Like this one right now." I smiled. "Yuri! You need to stop adding fuel to the fire! Yor was right! When a couple is arguing with each other, keep out of it! You could've actually did some serious damage to their relationship by bringing up divorce! We didn't even know what started the fight!" I shouted, grabbing Yuri by his shirt and forcing him to look me in the eyes and away from the door.
        "O-okay..." Yuri mumbled. "But something's fishy!" he spoke, redirecting his gaze to the door.
        "What?!" Yor exclaimed, seemingly worried.
        "The way he ran off in such a hurry just now... He's cheating on you, Yor." Yuri accused.
        "WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST TELL YOU ABOUT ADDING FUEL TO THE FIRE?!" I screamed, resisting the urge to uppercut him.         
        "What?!" Yor gasped.
        "Let's go follow him." Yuri spoke.
        "W-we can't do that!" Yor tried to reason.
        "I agree! We can't do that, Yuri! Have you no shame?!" I exclaimed.
        He's acting like he's following one of the people suspected of espionage at our job (or my SSS gig)!      
        "You aren't worried at all, Yor? About your so-called husband cheating?" Yuri questioned, turning to look at Yor.        
         "Well... maybe just a little..." Yor muttered.
        I was about to interject, say some wistful words about "how relationships should have trust" before remembering when I bickered with Yuri about if he'd fall in love with someone else and cheat before we agreed to get officially married.
        I felt like I was about to throw up, I don't want to be a hypocrite! But I also don't want there to be another physical war between Ostania and Westalis! But if Yuri finds out that Twilight is a spy and he gets caught, then Twilight's mission to keep peace between Ostania and Westalis will be screwed!
        "You need to be careful that he doesn't notice you, Yor." Yuri instructed. "Stay close, but not too close. You need room in case the target suddenly stops. You can't stop yourself, or you'll get spotted."
        "You sure know a lot about this, Yuri." Yor commented.
        "Uh... they just said that on some cartoon I watched with chihuahua girl the other day..." Yuri claimed.
        Dummy, we weren't even here! You were healing up from your wound, remember? I thought to myself.          
         I heard some noise from an alley and peaked over, seeing our lieutenant!
        What does he want? I thought to myself as Yuri noticed.
        "I-I-I-I-I'm sorry, Yor! I just remembered I had some paperwork that I forgot to file yesterday!" Yuri exclaimed. "Stay with Yor." Yuri whispered into my ear.
        "Huh?" Yor gasped.
        "I have to run back to the ministry! You go expose Loi-Loi's infidelity by yourself, okay?!" Yuri spoke. "I'm really sorry!" he shouted as he ran from us.
        "Hey, wait a minute! Yuri!" Yor shouted.
        Shouting? Thanks for giving us away... I thought to myself, then redirected my thoughts to the serious matters. Two emergency summons today? There's something going on between WISE and the SSS today. I can't go to the SSS since Yuri ordered me not to, but I should be able to go to WISE? I'll follow Twilight.
        Me and Yor kept following him as he walked into the hospital, allowing Yor to see for herself that she's actually going to "work." 
        "See, Yor? You have nothing to worry about. When has Loid ever given you a reason to doubt him?" I smiled. 
        "You're right. This was childish..." Yor sighed. "We can go home and make some tea." Yor suggested, smiling at me.
        "I would love to, but I'm on the lookout for an anniversary present for Yuri." I smiled sheepishly. "This is the only time that he's not with me, so I need to hurry before I have to get to work myself later!"
        "Ah, I understand! Do you need any help?" Yor questioned.
        "No thanks, I want to give him something straight from my heart." I spoke. "Have a good day, Yor! Tell Anya I said hi!" I spoke, jogging off to the streets away from the hospital.
        I ducked into an alleyway and waited for Yor to leave the hospital, making sure her back was turned from me before running back to the hospital. I ran into the lobby and walked through the halls, finding a nurse. 
        "Excuse me, I have an appointment for Dr. Forger, but I got lost and I don't know where his office his." I smiled.
        "Ah, no problem! This hospital is pretty big. I'll guide you, follow me." The nurse spoke.
        I followed the nurse to an office as she knocked on the door.
        "Come in." I heard Twilight's voice as we opened the door.
        "(Y-) Mrs. Briar?" Twilight spoke, looking at me as a white-haired woman stood next to him.
        I recognized her as Nightfall. She's very pretty, but she's very scary to me, so I stay clear from her. 
        "Mrs. Briar has an appointment with you, Dr." The nurse stated.
        "Thank you. Come on in, Mrs. Briar." Twilight spoke. 
        I nodded, walking in and closing the door behind him.
        Bugged? I morsed through my blinks.
        Safe space. Twilight morsed with his own eyes.
        "You're Nightfall, correct?" I spoke in a soft voice just in case the walls were thin as I held out a hand.
        "You know her?" Nightfall questioned, eyeing my hand like it was gum on her shoe.
        "Yes, this is Vixen. She's infiltrated the SSS and is up to date with information from them. I heard from the Handler you're back on the force." Twilight informed. "What brings you here?"
        "The SSS." I spoke. "An emergency summon happened today with the SSS. I was informed from my husband to not attend, so I'm here." 
        "You came here without orders from the Handler?" Twilight questioned, his eyebrows raised in surprise.
        "I need information from WISE and the SSS so I can determine accurate and inaccurate information to feed the Handler." I explained.
        "You're married to an SSS agent?" Nightfall spoke, a glare on her face.
        "Just for this mission." I smiled.
        "There's no time to send the Handler a message. We'd bring you, but your husband will identify you immediately." Twilight spoke.
        "There must be something I can do. I'm still apart of WISE, after all." I huffed.
        "Fine. Let's make haste, the SSS may already be on the scene." Twilight sighed. "Nightfall, the details." 
        Nightfall gave me a glare before reluctantly speaking up.        
        "We have an extreme level 3 situation. WISE HQ in Ostania has been trying to ferret out a mole. Yesterday, they finally uncovered the culprit. However, by the time they were identified, the mole had gone underground. And right around the same time, numerous top secret documents were taken from agency files. Among them was a coded map indicating areas of operational activity by WISE agents in Ostania. And some of the information contained within that document pertains of Operation STRIX. If that were to fall into Eastern hands and be decoded... our lives would be in danger." Nightfall explained in a mouthful.
        I'm unaware of the SSS receiving new files, so it hasn't been delivered yet. I thought to myself. I haven't seen anyone at the SSS that is a spy at WISE, could it be a new recruit? I'm aware of the new woman that came aboard, she's a total rookie, but the Director really wanted her onboard. But I doubt she's the mole, it's just a gut feeling. I don't know of any new rookies other than her, so it must be someone whose been at the SSS for longer than me, but if that's the case. I might not be able to help... unless.
        "Hey, I got an idea. I'm heading to the library, take this. It's a tracker so I know where you guys are, I'll meet up with you both later." I spoke, handing Twilight a small chip that he attached to his collar without second thought. 
        "You better hurry with whatever you have to do. Nightfall, you and I will make our way to the scene." Twilight spoke.
        "Be careful!" I exclaimed, quickly opening and shutting the door as I ran down the hall.
        I followed the way the nurse guided me to the office and made it out of the hospital, running into town and to the HQ of SSS. I checked the clock and knew it was time. I clocked in and ran to find a guy who owes me a favor (by that, I mean making someone do my work).
        "Hey, Donnie! I need a favor, buddy." I spoke, patting his shoulder.
        "Oh, what's up?" he smiled.
        "Today's your anniversary, right?" I questioned.
        "Huh? Today's my anni- OH! TODAY'S MY ANNIVERSARY! NO WONDER CARMEN WAS ANGRY AT ME THIS MORNING- but that never seems to be new..." He spoke, going through many stages of shock. 
        "Listen, today's my anniversary with Yuri! I can pick you up an anniversary present too for Carmen if you put my name in your document with yours." I spoke, referring to the document he was writing as he listened to a bugged room on one of our potential suspects. "This is the only time I can go out and get the present, but I need to be at work too! Please?" I spoke.
        I need to make sure that the SSS don't know I'm working with WISE in this part of the mission. If I mess with the information they gain, the SSS will kill me! I thought to myself. 
        "Yeah. I got you. Barely doing any work anyways with this! Thanks, (Y/N)!" he beamed. 
        "No worries, man! I'll see ya soon!" I spoke, rushing out of the room.
        I carefully checked the room with our schedule, making sure that there wasn't anybody there, before I ran out of the room. I ran to a nearby shop I knew that WISE was in control of, where you make anonymous purchases for wigs, outfits, and contacts to change your appearance for missions (or, their public front, for costume parties or parades). 
        I purchased a (different hair color) wig and a different shade of (eye color) for my contacts (making sure they were appropriate for my eyesight since I decided I wouldn't wear my glasses [if you wear glasses]). I grabbed a pink t-shirt, a white ribbon, black shorts, and a pair of brown boots. I made the purchase and ran into an alley, changing clothes and hiding my old outfit behind a dumpster in the dark alley. I threw a cereal box from the dumpster onto the ground near the alley entrance so I'd find my clothes as I raced out and to the library near city hall.
        I made inside and snagged a computer, taking a seat and quickly logging into the public computer with the library's username and password written on a yellow sticky-note on the desk. I wrote a fake name on the computer's public name log, then disabled the browser from any third-party trying to watch my internet activity. 
        I hacked into the SSS database, the screen going black with green letters.
        Woah, cliche hacking. I thought to myself, before quickly pushing away that thought. 
        It took longer than I'd like to admit it, but I finally found the information the Director receives from his little mole (perhaps my hacking skills are getting rusty). Sometimes there were emails but as I long as I thought really hard enough, I would crack the words they made up and proceed with the next file. This scum has been actively giving information on WISE for at least two years now, in fact, he was originally from Ostanian Intelligence before he got in WISE solely for Ostania's purpose! Worst of all, there's no name! All of his emails and files are signed off with W.W. Who had the initials W.W. that I'm aware of?        
        Nobody, that I can think of that the top of my head, that is. But the good thing about our day and age is that the library has public files for use, so marriage certificates and criminal records are available to me. 
        I need to get to the backroom and get those files so nobody knows I retrieved them, but I need those librarians to get away from that back door.
        I noticed a group of kids nearby and walked over to them, fishing in my pocket for some money. 
        "Wanna make some money?" I questioned, changing the pitch of my voice to a high but monotone tone, that way if there's any cameras or microphones here being watched by the SSS, they wouldn't recognize me. 
        The three kids nodded excitedly.
        "I need you guys to distract that librarian, but don't tell them that! Tell them you're looking for a book that's about a zebra becoming a tooth fairy and convince them to go look for it with you, okay?" I instructed.
        "Okay!" they all agreed, rushing towards the librarian's desk and distracting the librarian as I watched from behind a bookshelf.
        The librarian seemed a little stingy to leave, but they eventually agreed after some pestering from the kids. While they were distracted with that, I ran into the backroom and looked through metal cabinet files. I made it to a large drawer with the letter W written on a piece of tape. I scanned through the folders and papers rather impatiently since I'm on a timer. 
        I found the files of civilians and searched through, looking at the faces in case they'd be familiar. It's going to be a man since me and Chloe, our new recruit, are the only females in the SSS and we're both new. The only think I'm running off on is they're a man and their initials are W.W. I found a file that made me pause, observing the face more closely.
        He had a long face with white skin and blue, droopy eyes. His hair was blond and he has thick eyebrows with a fair and tall build. I checked the name, making sure that initials matched up (they did). I checked his birthdate and figured it was reasonable since he's a double-agent. The file said he works at the Ostanian Foreign Ministry (a cover-up in case WISE agents come snooping around here, like me). I swear I've seen those eyes before, whether at WISE HQ or Ostanian Intelligence. 
        I know I have a bad memory, but I really think I just found my guy! I thought to myself, smiling.
        I know that WISE had identified the mole, but looking at these files tells me how much Ostania really knows about WISE, and I know if that coded map from Westalian Intelligence gets out, it'll definitely end up in the National Unity Party somehow, then we're all screwed!
        I placed the file back where I found it, now having information on the target myself.
        Now I can hunt this mole down myself, I thought to myself, smiling at the irony itself.
        I looked around to make sure the librarian wasn't around as I exited the backroom, getting away from the librarian's desk and waiting for the librarian to give up on their search of the zebra tooth fairy book. It didn't take too long before the librarian complained about this being a waste of time, and going back to their desk.
        "Here. Thanks for your help, and ya didn't see me." I spoke with my undercover voice, handing the kids their well-earned money and running out of the library.
        I checked the watch on my hand, turning a tiny button twice, and seeing the clock's face get swapped to a black screen with a bunch of white lines, and green and red dot. The white lines are the streets of Ostania being displayed from the satellites, the red dot is my location, and the green dot is where Twilight is. 
        I won't be able to run that far on foot, and the train would take too long (not to mention I'd have to hop multiple trains too).
        My only option is to steal a car. Well, it's for the greater good. I'll return it! I convinced myself, before finding a motorcycle on the street left unattended.
        Or... we'll be dramatic! I smiled, running up and hopping on it. 
        I grabbed the wires and retraced the steps I remember one of my WISE trainers telling me a while ago. I burnt my hand a couple times and lost the feeling in them, but I finally got it working as I heard the beautiful cat purr of the engine. 
        I checked my watch once more, looking at the location of Twilight once more and memorizing it as I fixed the white ribbon in my wig, making sure my wig was secured very tightly to my head by tying the ribbon on. I turned the gas and rode away. Judging by how far it looks on my digital map, they must be either in or nearby Shellbury, in Northwest Ostania. It'll probably take a good thirty minutes to get there—that is if I abide by traffic laws, but again, I'm on a timer and the small "peace treaty" Westalis and Ostania is in danger, so we're going fast enough that it'll make lightning look slow.
        I got there in ten minutes, internally glad of saving time as I parked the motorcycle on the side of the road, checking my watch to see Twilight wasn't too far. I made it to a fountain in some park, seeing one of SSS' captains meeting with Winston. 
        I sat down on a bench, eavesdropping into their conversation for any leverage.
        "How about you hand over those files, Wheeler. WISE seems to have gotten wind of the meet, so I don't want to drag this out." The captain spoke.
        Yes, yes. WISE agents like me, I internally thought, yet shut myself up so I can focus. 
        "Before I do... I want to verify that you're really with the State Security Service." Winston responded.
        The briefcase he's holding must be the files, I could shoot him with the gun on my waist under my shirt, but that's extremely risky. 
        "What, you think I'm really Twilight, Master of Disguise? Ha ha. Good one." The captain laughed. "Can you prove to me that you're the real Wheeler?" 
        "My green tie and yellow gemstone tiepin already have." Winston informed. 
        "Mm... hey, it's yellow." The captain spoke, looking at one of his men.
        "Got it." The lackey spoke, walking away to make a call.
        What is going on? Is that a code the SSS made I'm unaware of? Well, with my low-rank position it is possible. I'll have to find information on their secret codes later.
        "As for... Our fake Wheeler here... Is that you, Twilight?" the captain spoke.
        Twilight? I thought to myself, checking my watch. He is! No wonder why Twilight's location showed up here! I can't believe I forgot about that!
        "That really is an incredible impersonation of Wheeler. You're every bit as good as they say you are." The captain spoke, reaching into his jacket's pocket and pulling out a gun. "So, what's next now? You gonna peel off that disguise for me?" 
        I reached for my own gun, ready for combat in case Twilight needs some help as I watched Twilight wiggle his foot. Suddenly, the big water fountain next to them blew up. Someone fired at Twilight as he ran, clicking a button on his briefcase that turned the bottom of the briefcase into a gun!
        Woah! I didn't know HQ had those! A whole shoot-out took place and I decided this wasn't the place for me. If I get shot and Yuri notices, he'll know I didn't follow his instructions, and that I was possibly working with WISE!
        I ran away and ducked behind some bushes surrounded by a fence, hiding in them as I checked Twilight's location on my watch.
        He's running straight for me? 
        I peeked my head out slightly, seeing a figure running to my spot. I ducked back into the bushes so I wouldn't get caught, hearing more footsteps running towards me.
        "Yuri!" a pair of guys shouted.
        Yuri?! Yuri's here?! Crap! 
        I felt my heartbeat raise out of fear for myself and Yuri's sake. This place really seems to be dangerous, he shouldn't be here! Twilight and I are here!
        "You still with us, man?!" one shouted.
        "Yeah, where did he go?!" the other shouted.
        "Ngh..." Yuri groaned.
        Is he injured? How?! Who ran into him and hurt him?!
        "The East gate..." Yuri mumbled.
        Huh, that's weird. He sounds like Yuri, but not at the same time? Is this... Twilight? I checked my watch to see his location, it proving my correct.
        "East! Got it!" they shouted as they ran away to find Twilight (who was right in front of them). 
        I very carefully peeked my head out and saw "Yuri" standing up, adjusting his jacket.
        "Oi!" I exclaimed, standing up from the bushes 
        I don't have to be careful, I'm in a disguise! I remembered.
        "Yuri" turned around quickly, looking at me with a surprised expression.
        "Um... hey...?" he paused.
        "No worries, Twilight. It's me, Vixen." I smiled as his composure relaxed.
        "Thank God, it's you. That's a decent disguise—amateurish, but it works well enough."
        "Sure as hell worked on the Master of Disguise." I smirked pridefully. "Now, what's next?" 
        "Let's make our getaway." Twilight spoke, looking around before his eyes landed on a sewer gate.
        "Ah, shit..." I mumbled, knowing what we'd have to do.
        Gross...
        "Let's go." Twilight ordered.
        "Yes, boss!" I joked, trying to make light out of this situation as we walked through some mud.
        I lifted the heavy cover and jumped in, Twilight following after as he closed the lid.
        "Stay quiet, light on your feet, and look out for all exits and entrances." Twilight muttered.
        "I'm a spy too, remember?" I huffed quietly.
        Even after all these years, he still has the audacity to treat me like I don't know anything. 
        We started running and heard some footsteps up ahead around the corner. Twilight efficiently kicked up a metal pipe for me as he ran. I caught it and gripped it tightly as he pulled out his gun, getting ready to fight.
        I felt a warm sense of admiration that he gave me the metal pipe since he's aware I don't like using guns, not after what I've used them for in the war. 
        We past the corner as Twilight shot, but instead we saw, Yuri, the real Yuri!
        Twilight's shot missed him, hitting his hat instead, as Twilight paused, making me pause too. Twilight's gun was aimed directly at Yuri's face, I was going to shout and tell him no, but he held his hand, behind me and only for me to see.
        He's telling me to stand down and stay behind him—like always...
        "Gah!" they both exclaimed.
        Yuri hasn't spotted me... he's too focused on Twilight that he hasn't seen me! This is good!
        Two gunshots rang simultaneously, one hitting the gun out of Yuri's hand and into the sewer water and the other piercing Twilight's shoulder. 
        "Guh!" Twilight voiced his pain as Yuri kicked Twilight's gun out of his hand then stepping back to make room as the gun hit the sewer wall before going into the sewer water too.
        Twilight clutched his shoulder tightly, a serious and frustrated expression on his face as they both stood still, looking at each other. They both look similar to each other, it's really scary. The only difference is that Loid is 6'1" and Yuri is 5'10". I wondered briefly on how good Yuri is at hand-to-hand combat, before seeing it myself.
        "Give up..." Yuri started, raising his fists. "And come quietly!" 
        He punched at Twilight, but Twilight dodged it and kicked him in the gut, giving Yuri a punch to his face as he fell down. While Yuri was distracted, I threw Twilight a white cloth from my pocket for emergencies just as this.
        I have to make sure I'm prepared in case me or someone else gets shot or is bleeding intensely. I've learned from my past mistakes.
        Yuri stood up, his fists raised once more, having a mark on his face as Twilight wrapped the cloth around his bleeding wound. 
        "Stop resisting and surrender. We've got the sewer surrounded." Yuri claimed.
        There's no way! They didn't figure it out this quickly that we were down here, did they?
        "If you don't want to die here, run back to the surface. Now." Twilight commanded, mimicking Yuri's voice pretty well.
        I understand why Twilight sounds different from Yuri. Twilight speaks in a calm and collected tone, always serious. Yuri, he speaks with his tone, he's very open about his feelings. 
        "DON'T TALK TO ME IN MY OWN VOICE!" Yuri screamed, rushing at Twilight. 
        Twilight quickly undid his belt and whipped Yuri in the jaw, hard, with it as he drew blood and possibly even broke his jaw! Yuri fell hard onto the ground as Twilight looked down at him.
        "You may not be eating any decent meals for a while, but you'll live." Twilight spoke.
        He's showing Yuri mercy. Could it be for operation STRIX? So Yor wouldn't be devastated and the family falls apart? Could it be he's aware of my feelings for Yuri and doesn't wish to kill him out of respect (or pity) towards me? Or, could it be he's genuinely grown attached to his "in-law"?
        That should be enough, I thought, worried for Yuri's safety and health. I'll make him some southern stew tonight, he really likes that since it came from his childhood. 
        Twilight turned around, giving me a nod as he started to walk away. I almost turned to follow, but I heard the sound of metal and raised my metal pipe. I turned the corner to face Yuri, our metal pipes clashing together. I pulled his leg from under him with my own leg, then used my metal pipe to shove him backwards, kicking the metal pipe that fell out of his hands into the sewer water.
        "You're wrong, Twilight! It's you who won't be eating any decent meals... in your prison cell!" Yuri spoke, spitting out blood.
         Wow, even though I'm right in front of his face and entered the fight, he's still caring about Twilight.
        "And who the hell are you?!" Yuri shouted.
        I ignored his comment, afraid if I talked he's recognize my voice as I stared him down.
        I really, really, don't want to fight him.
        Twilight noticed my hesitancy and was about to speak up, but Yuri charged at me. I hit him upside the head with my metal pipe with some heavy force, hoping to at least knock him out or disorient him so we can run and avoid further harm to him.         
        Yuri staggered to his side but quickly punched and hit my jaw.
        Man, he packs a punch! I thought, hearing a clack! 
        I grabbed him by his jacket and pinned him against the sewer wall as he grabbed my wig and pulled it. The wig fell as he looked at me, confused as my natural hair came down.
         "Wh-" I used his confusion to my advantage, grabbed his own hair and quickly turned him around so he was facing the sewer wall, slamming his head three times in the concrete wall before pulling back.
        Twilight quickly threw himself into the mix and karate-chopped Yuri's throat, coming up behind Yuri and elbowing him into the ground, (even giving a good kick to in-between Yuri's legs).
        I wanted to scold Twilight for being too harsh and mean (like I wasn't slamming his head against concrete a few seconds ago), but I understood Yuri's looking to kill (or at least capture) us both and watched on. 
        Yuri stood his ground and Twilight punched his face as I knelt to the ground and slammed my metal pipe into the back of his knee with full force. I ran back to Twilight's side as Yuri fell down, but he just got back up!
        Jesus Christ! Yuri Briar is seriously a force to be dealt with, how is he standing?!
        "Don't hold back this time." Twilight spat out harshly, his eyes kept on Yuri.
        "YOU BASTARD! I AIN'T!" Yuri shouted, holding his fist up and rushing towards Twilight as I took a deep breath and hid behind Twilight, clutching my metal pipe tightly and raised it.
        He said not to hold back. Sorry, love. I thought to myself. Consider this payback for my jaw.
        Yuri got closer and Twilight quickly side-stepped, leaving me vulnerable. Yuri didn't even stagger as he changed his target to me, but his eyes widened. 
        He ran too fast, so he can't stop now. His only option is to move forward and attack, even hesitate his attack now and he's screwed (which, he really can't stop now anyways).
        "He was talking to me." I huffed, making my pitch and tone high and monochrome as I did earlier in the library. 
        I swung my metal pipe down hard onto his head, the force even hurting my own arms as he fell cold onto the ground. 
        We watched closely as Yuri was on the ground, making sure he'd stay there. To my surprise, Yuri stood up, causing me and Twilight to let out a scream of shock. I swung my metal pipe upwards, hitting his jaw as he fell back to the ground. Me and Twilight watched on to make sure he was fully down as I held my metal pipe up high.
        Twilight huffed heavily as breathed in, finally glad it's over and that he's still alive.
        "Yor... I'm so... sorry..." he mumbled before passing out (for real this time).
        "Ready?" Twilight huffed out.
        I nodded, staring at Yuri before leaning down and checking his pulse.
        "He's fine." Twilight confirmed. 
        "I just have to make sure..." I mumbled, checking Yuri's pockets. 
        I found a walkie-talkie and looked at Twilight. 
        "Do his voice. Tell him to come find him; that he's injured." I ordered, shoving the walkie-talkie in his hand.
        "Are you serious right now?!" he hissed. "We gotta get outta here!" 
        "He's hurt!" I huffed. 
        "Fine..." Twilight groaned, grabbing the walkie-talkie. "Yuri Briar. Injured. Help, over." He spoke, talking in his tone.
        "Thank you." I smiled.
        "Let's move." Twilight spoke, grabbing my hand.
        Twilight started to run while clutching his shoulder as I followed, running ahead of him in case of any danger. I have to be able to protect him since he's injured. We ran a while until we heard different footsteps, causing Twilight to grab my arm and stop the both of us. The footsteps stopped as Twilight carefully led us to a corner. He peeked out of the corner as I watched his expression to see if it changes, indicating he saw something. I turned to look at my right just in case anybody was there, looking just in time to see a tall man holding up a brick and aiming it right at my head.
        "Oi!" I shouted, alerting Twilight of the man's prescence as I quickly ducked, bringing my metal pipe up and wacking his jaw. 
        The brick was crushed in the man's hand as it collided with the concrete wall.
        He was going to hit me with that! That would've killed me!
        Twilight grabbed my pink shirt's collar as he jumped backwards, forcing me away from the man. 
        "Winston Wheeler!" I shouted.
       "You're him!" Twilight exclaimed, quickly tapping a finger on my lower back as he let go of my collar.
        Don't, he's telling me. 
        "You're Winston Wheeler, right? Relax! I'm with the SSS! I was pursuing a wise agent down in the sewers! I don't know what you're doing here, but I sure am glad to see you! Captain Gascoigne and the others are waiting for you back that way! Let's join up with them!" Twilight spoke, grabbing a SSS badge out of his pocket. 
        I, too, grabbed a badge out of my own SSS pocket out of my pocket. 
        "How about you show me your I.D. to be sure." Winston spoke, outstretching his hand.
        "Okay." Twilight obliged, giving him his badge as I did the same with mine.
        "I don't match up with my badge at the moment, I'm in disguise." I explained.
        "What about the guy you were pursuing?" Winston questioned.
        "Securing you is our priority." Twilight spoke as I nodded.
        "WISE is here and infiltrated, we can worry about the agent later." I added as I crossed my arms.
        "Lieutenant Yuri Briar and Lieutenant (Y/N) Briar. You're married?" Winston spoke as Twilight crept behind him.
        Twilight came behind him and suddenly Winston turned his back, kicking Twilight in his stomach.
        "Or is that just the face you're wearing?" Winston commented.
        I immediately raised and slammed my metal pipe on his knee, causing him to huff and hop back a few steps. 
        "Nice try. Before you silenced them, your footsteps were those of someone being chased. You should know better than to lie like that." Winston spoke, the leg I hit raised from the ground as I yanked Twilight by his collar and pulled him up from the ground.
        "I don't understand you, woman. I've seen that hair before, facial structure too, and your badge just proves it. You're apart of the SSS too; are you aware of this?" Winston spat, his last question directed towards Twilight.
        "Course I am, you really didn't think you were the only double-agent, huh?" I smirked, my metal pipe raised. 
        "Huh. So you're both WISE. Those are really good disguises. Could you actually be him? Could you be Twilight?" Winston questioned. "We did an OP together once, remember? But I never got to see your face. So... let's take a look at that illustrious face of yours. Couldn't hurt to have one more gift for the SSS..." 
        "You gotta get through me first, pal." I spat out.
        I don't need to hold back at all. I can just kill him and have it over with; his life holds no more worth, not after he traded mankind for some extra pocket change. At least with me, I'm doing this to keep peace, not destroy it.
        "If I were you, I'd run. A weak woman like you is no match for me." Winston spoke, clutching his knuckles.
        So what he's taller and stronger than me? I'll whoop his ass! I thought to myself, grinding my teeth. 
        I clutched my metal pipe tightly, then threw it at him. He caught it with no thought.
        "That was stup-" I reached into my shirt and grabbed my gun around my waist, firing straight at his head.
        He dodged it effortlessly, then ran towards me with my metal pipe. I ducked and shot his kneecap, using the floor and rocketing my elbow into his stomach. His grip loosened on the pipe as I grabbed it and slammed the pipe down on his back, knocking him to the ground.
        He grabbed my leg and pulled it under, making me fall onto the ground and hit my head on the concrete floor.
        Shit, I thought as my head rang and felt a painful sensation, followed by something wet in my hair. That better be sewer water and not blood... I thought as he quickly got on top of me and balled up his fists.
        He hit me straight in my face, hearing a crack in my nose as I reached for my gun and aimed at his face. He dodged to his right as I pulled the trigger, his weight shifting, giving me the opening to roll my body right and make him fall. I stood up and stomped on his hand, kicking the metal pipe away from his hands as I took a few steps back. 
        Twilight grabbed the pipe as we both stood next to each other, I huffed as we kept our gaze on him.
        "His fists... are made of pure steel." I panted, blood flooding out of my nose, but I didn't dare care to raise my hand and cover it, I need both hands for this fight. 
        I kept my gun trained on his head, pulling the trigger. He ducked and rushed towards us, running to Twilight and throwing a punch. Twilight blocked it with his uninjured shoulder, but Winston was too quick and used his injured leg to hit Twilight on the side of his head, knocking him out. 
        I took the opportunity to fire while his back was facing me, but it was as if he knew this as he ducked low, quickly grabbing the metal pipe and blocking the bullet, creating a dent in the pipe before he struck it at me. I stepped back to avoid his swing, but he quickly grabbed my gun and fired it at the wall six times, wasting all of my rounds. 
        "Heckler and Koch P7. Eight rounds in a magazine. Not much for a shootout, but luckily you're not in one." Winston spoke, throwing the empty gun to his side. "You won't ever be in one after I'm finished with you." He threatened, raising his fists.
        "I don't think that was necessary." I huffed, lowering my stance and widening my footing so I could prepare just about an action I need that's necessary in the moment. 
        "Just evening th-" I quickly righthooked him while he was too busy yapping, then kicked him, hard, in his nether regions. 
        "Ammo cost money, bastard." I huffed. "To pay for the money you've wasted, I'll take your life." I brought my elbow into his back, aiming for his spinal cord and hitting it. 
        It should paralyze him for a few seconds. I thought, rushing to grab the metal pipe out of his large hands. 
        I would run, but I'm not going to leave Twilight here; he'll kill him. I thought, angry at this situation. I need to buy time, WISE must be aware that Twilight hasn't returned, WISE has trackers on everyone, so they'll find him.
        I turned around to see Winston already on his feet, in fact, behind me! He tried to elbow the back of my neck but I dodged, backflipping onto his back and wrapping my thighs around his neck tightly. He tried to pry me off him, but I refused. I've always been stronger in my legs, now that I'm here, he's a fly that's right in my trap now.
        I wrapped my arms around my thighs too so I can direct more pressure to him. He's a strong and tall man, who knows how long he can hold his breath. I need him to pass out, then I'll kill him right here and now. 
        He coughed, scratching my legs but to no avail. He backed up to the sewer wall, slamming his back and the back of my head into the concrete wall. He backed into it multiple times before I felt my vision stagger, a terrible headache forming as I felt my grip loosen. He noticed and grabbed my shirt's collar, throwing me down to where Twilight was knocked out. 
        I can't do this. He's so strong... I thought to myself. If only I had the endurance Yuri has, maybe then I can take him on.
        I huffed, sitting up, only for him to place his black boot onto my cheek and roughly hit my head back onto the floor. 
        "Such a shame, I've always been a fan of cold-hearted woman." Winston spoke. "I told you, should've ran when you had the chance." He spoke, applying more pressure under his foot. 
        He's going to crush my skull... I thought, my head pounding terribly.
        "While you die, I might as well see what Twilight's face really is." Winston spoke, reaching down next to me where Twilight was and grabbing his face mask. 
        "I hope... you fall onto that metal pipe... and tear your ass open." I huffed, the left side of my face smushed onto the ground as my right cheek was under his foot. 
        My vision was fading a black and white, a color I remembered from the war in Westalis when I was younger and lost my vision, or when I'd faint many times during my training in the army and in WISE. If only I was taller, stronger, worked out more or even took some extra missions, maybe then I could've fended him off. Maybe then I could've kept peace between Ostania and Westalis.
        I hate this feeling, I was always left behind. Even as a kid, my growth was stunted after I turned ten, promptly after joining the military. The work they put me through had negative effects on my body, my eyes, my ears, my memory, and my health. I couldn't grow like the other kids after that, but I guess I truly lost my childhood innocence when I forced my way into the Westalis Army like that. How childish I was.
        I heard footsteps and trailed my eyes to where I heard them, seeing a woman with black hair. 
        Is she apart of the SSS? I thought, then recognized her pretty eyes. Nightfall! I've never been more glad to see her! I felt a smile crawl onto my face. Twilight should be in good hands now, so I don't have to fight anymore. 
        I allowed my guard to go down as I closed my eyes, taking a quick power nap.
        .
        .
        The ringing in my ears was loud, along with the pain I heard screaming in my body. I heard muffled talking, recognizing Twilight's voice, but it was younger.
        "You're going to have to do more than that to take me down." Twilight spoke.
        "Shut up! I'm going to kick your ass!" I screamed, forcing myself out of the mud I was in and charging at him
        Twilight quickly sidestepped and righthooked me, throwing me right back into the ground.
        "I hate you..." I huffed.
        "I've heard." Twilight smirked. 
        "This isn't fair. You're stronger and taller and older than me! I need like, a gun or something!" I exclaimed. 
        "Do you think the enemy cares about that? If you're armed or not?" Twilight questioned. "The only thing they care about is if your head is still attached." 
        I looked down, adverting eye-contact as I felt tears welt up in my eyes. 
        "Hey, you're still a kid. You'll grow up to be strong." Twilight spoke, sitting down next to me in the ground as he ruffled my hair.
        "But you're a teenager and you're strong!" I shouted. 
        "I worked hard for it. You just need to train a little more, even during your free time." Twilight spoke, slightly scolding me in that last part. 
        "So much work..." I sighed. 
        "You wanna be big and strong, right? Surpass me?" Twilight questioned.
        "Yeah." I confirmed.
        "Then get up and let's do this again." Twilight ordered, standing up from the ground. 
        I stood up and looked at the sun, looking for how long it'll be until dark, but I just saw my vision fading instead.
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        I opened my eyes to find myself on someone's shoulders. I looked to my left and found a roughed-up Winston. I turned around and saw I was being carried by one of the SSS captains!
        Aw, crap, the SSS found me here! I thought to myself.        
        "She's awake!" the captain spoke, in a voice I did not recognize as his.
        "Are you okay, (Y/N)?" I heard Twilight's voice and smiled in relief, seeing him not to far in front of us, carrying Nightfall on his uninjured shoulder.
        "Are you good?" I questioned. 
        "Always deflecting." He mumbled. "I'm okay."
        "I'm fine too. I just... really need a nap. And medical attention." I sighed, the headache I have almost felt like my head was splitting open.
        "Don't worry, we're almost out of here." Twilight spoke.
        I hopped off the imposter Captain's shoulder and followed them as we made our way out of the sewers, ending up in a van. 
        "We sure are lucky they stopped short of a full-scale mobilization with checkpoints and such. They refused to get the police involved from the start. Gotta be some reason they couldn't move overtly on this." Our driver spoke.
        "If our luck holds, we might actually make it all the way back to Berlint." The guy that was imposing as one of the SSS captains spoke (now out of his disguise).
        "At any rate, by catching Wheeler, we've succeeded in protecting the West's Intelligence assets in the East." Twilight spoke. 
        "Yeah, but we heard from Blue team that our mole in the SSS's comms team got taken out." The fake SSS captain said.
        "Even after catching Wheeler, we still can't get a clean win. It's hardly worth the effort." The driver spoke.
        "I tell you, I've had enough for today." The fake SSS captain said. "Hey, Twi-guy, you're getting a drink with me when we're back." 
        "HUH?!" Twilight exclaimed. "That's out of the question! I came here under the pretext of a work emergency! If I don't get home soon, it's going to look awfully suspicious."
        "Tch! Always the family man when you wanna get outta something." Fake captain said.
        "Being a family man is literally my mission." Twilight counterclaimed. "And especially today out of all days..." 
        "Oh? Are you and the wife fighting?" fake captain spoke.
        "Don't worry, Twilight. I feel you, man." I groaned, really hoping that Yuri wasn't at home right now.
        I still need to get an anniversary present for Donnie's wife, and for Yuri too. I owe him after all me and Twilight did to him today... I thought, sighing as my work wasn't done just yet. 
        "I don't know if I'd call it a fight, exactly..." Twilight sighed. "Let's just say I'm having trouble reading her feelings."                
        "So that even happens to the lofty Twilight, huh?" Fake captain spoke. 
        "It sounds like Operation STRIX is still in danger. I'll accompany Twilight home to investigate the source of friction." Nightfall spoke.
        "What's wrong with you? Get to a hospital already!" Twilight scolded, then looked at me. "You too!" 
        "Yeah, I probably got brain damage or something." I huffed, touching my head as I still felt it ache. 
        "Yeah, he's right. Only way to help a martial squabble is to stay the hell out of it." Fake captain spoke.
        We finally got to Berlint and I finally remembered the motorcycle I left back at Shellbury. 
        Ah, damn it. Well, the police will find it sooner or later. I'll just walk around. I thought to myself. 
        I looked at the stores open at this time, not finding many, but I did find a makeup store. 
        I remember from Yor that there was this new makeup kit every girl was after, but it's so expensive, so I should just buy that (I have the money with the two jobs I'm holding).
        Right! I still have to send in a report of today's events to WISE, along with the information the SSS has received, I thought, letting out a groan as I walk into the makeup store and quickly bought the makeup kit. 
        I headed to a flower shop and got some red carnations for Carmen too, thinking about what I'll get Yuri. A first-aid kit seems like a good investment at the moment for him (and me).
        I decided to grab some flowers for Yuri too. I heard guys never receive flowers, and I could believe that with the era we live in. I did a quick trip to the store and got a big stuffed bear for him too, that way he knows it was from the heart. 
        I also made a quick trip to the doctors, having them patch up my nose and the back of my head (apparently I got hit so much the back of my head broke open, so I'll have to return to remove these staples). I also washed the blood off my face and hands there, finding the alley I left my clothes in thanks to my little cereal box. I changed clothes and got rid of my eye contacts, wearing my glasses (if you have them) once more. I made it back to the SSS headquarters seeing a very worried Donnie.
        "You're so late! I thought that you had to leave for an hour or two, not the whole day!" Donnie exclaimed.
        "The line for this damn product, I swear!" I huffed, lying to Donnie as I gave him the makeup kit and one of the bouquets. "It was expensive as hell so consider that an apology for how long it took. The demand is high for it."
        "Thanks! This means a lot! I clocked out for you too." Donnie smiled. "You need me to walk you home? It's very late." 
        "No thanks. Yuri's a jealous man." I laughed. 
        "You're right. Be safe! If you feel anyone's following you, just call me!" Donnie spoke.
        "You're a good man. Later!" I spoke, waving as I walked away with my bouquet and my teddy bear. 
        I finally made it back to my apartment, just about ready to burst into tears since I was so happy to be home. 
        Home? Can I call it that after all that's happened? I basically just committed domestic abuse today at work without Yuri even knowing of this! 
        I climbed up the apartment stairs and made it to mine and Yuri's apartment, knocking on the door since Yuri has the only key (it's a work in progress for Yuri to get me a key). Yuri opened the door with an angry expression before it faded once seeing me.
        "Hey, what happened to your nose and face?" Yuri questioned. "And why are you so late?"
        "I worked with Donnie today on listening to bugged rooms, then did this extremely long interrogation and the bastard landed a few punches!" I huffed, gritting my teeth.
        "Are you okay? You should really lay down." Yuri spoke. "And what's with the bear and flowers?"
        "For you." I mumbled, adverting my eyes. "Donnie told me about how today was his anniversary with his wife, and it made me realize we never had a honeymoon or anything, for our real or fake relationship... so... I wanted to give you something so...you know...I care..." I muttered. 
        Yuri smiled, walking towards me as he took my gifts and set it down. I looked up at him, confused on what he was doing. 
        "I don't need you to spend money on me for me to know you care. Just you being by my side is enough for me." Yuri spoke, raising his arm and patting my head. 
        I smiled, ignoring the tears welling up in my eyes as I gave him a hug, completely forgetting about his wounds.
        "Ow! Ow!" he exclaimed.
        "Oh! Sorry!" I spoke, about to let go before he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in further. 
        "No! The pain is worth it!" he spoke through tears as I laughed. "What are you crying for anyways?" he smiled.
        "Listen, been a long time since I've had genuine love directed towards me." I huffed. 
        "I'll make it my life-long mission to make sure you're always loved!" Yuri declared confidently. 
        "By the way, I won't be cooking tonight. Today's been so long with how that damn brat broke my nose and fractured my jaw." I huffed.
        "So your jaw is injured too?" Yuri sighed. "I picked up some store soup for me since it'll be a while for me to see solid foods; you can have some."
        "What happened?" I questioned.
        "It's a long story..." Yuri huffed, resting his head on top of mine.
        Earlier, he said that just me being by his side was enough, but, I'm not truly by his side in this case... am I?
        Yuri Briar, I'm terribly sorry, but I don't think I could ever be the perfect Mrs. Briar for you. I'm Vixen, the West Spy after all. I've never failed a mission yet and I doubt I'd fail this one too just because of some measly feelings I harbor.
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        Parts: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, current part, ten (to be continued when Spy x Family has more Yuri content!)
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Bela de Tirefort, Hansom Carriage, Central Park, ca. 1940. Oil on board.
The Austrian-American artist Bela de Tirefort was known for his stunning New York scenes, mostly painted on-site, leaving us with an enduring record of the metropolis between the 1930s and ’50s. This piece is of a hansom carriage in Central Park at twilight in the snow.
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Whether it’s playing heightened versions of themselves on their hit series Staged or preventing the apocalypse as everyone’s favorite ethereal couple, Michael Sheen and David Tennant are a duo for the ages. With a combined roster that includes just about every major sci-fi and fantasy franchise from Doctor Who to Twilight behind them, the two are beloved by fans the world over — all of whom are eager to see them return to screens when the second season of Good Omens hits Prime Video this month.
The two return in full form as Aziraphale and Crowley in season two of the Neil Gaiman-penned series, but now that they’ve prevented the apocalypse, the series is going in an all-new direction: beyond the constraints of the book, and into never-before-seen territory. What that means for the angel and demon is anyone’s guess, but it’s up to them to solve yet another heavenly mystery this time around: why the archangel Gabriel (Jon Hamm) has lost his memory. Not an easy task, really, when Heaven and Hell are out to get the both of them, but the world’s at stake, leading the two into another adventure through time that explores friendship, love, and what it means to have faith.
Collider was excited to sit down with Tennant and Sheen prior to the ongoing SAG-AFTRA strike to discuss the new series and what it’s like going beyond the ending of the novel. During this conversation, we also discussed hopping through time with Aziraphale and Crowley, their favorite romantic comedies, and who they think is the better driver when it comes to Crowley’s beloved Bentley.
COLLIDER: I love this season, and one of my favorite parts of this season was that we get to see a little bit more of Aziraphale and Crowley through time, in addition to the main story. Did you guys have a favorite time period that you got to play in?
MICHAEL SHEEN: I love the 1940s stuff. I do really like that.
DAVID TENNANT: Yes, that is great, and getting to play with the zombies again. That was fun.
SHEEN: That was great, and, you know, I get to do some more magic.
TENNANT: Yeah, that was nice fun! That was nice fun.
SHEEN: That was my favorite.
I can imagine!
TENNANT: Yeah, it was great. I love the look of the 1860s one.
SHEEN: Yeah.
TENNANT: That's great. I loved that coat.
SHEEN: Yeah, it was very cold when we were filming that stuff.
TENNANT: Very.
SHEEN: So we got to have nice, warm costumes, which is always a plus.
TENNANT: But no, I mean, it's a sort of a never-ending joy to shoot, really, because you get all that variety within it as well. It's not just showing up in Aziraphale’s bookshop every day. Delightful, though, that! That’s beautiful, too.
SHEEN: Well, because this time the set, the SoHo bookshop set, was all built in the studio. So, on the first series, we only had a bit of it, and it was outdoors in some freezing cold airstrip somewhere that was miserable.
TENNANT: And even inside the bookshop would be blowing a gale, wouldn't it?
SHEEN: Yeah, but this time we were in a nice studio, and then there was this whole huge set with so much detail. All the shops are completely populated with all kinds of amazing things, so that was endlessly fascinating to be able to wander around there and look at all that. So, I loved all that. It's a very fun, very enjoyable show to work on, I’d say. We feel quite guilty about how enjoyable it is.
TENNANT: Yeah.
This season, as well, Aziraphale gets to drive the Bentley as well as Crowley. So, who do you think is the better driver?
TENNANT: I mean, don’t even.
SHEEN: Well, let's leave that up to the Bentley. Who does the Bentley like the most?
TENNANT: It’s not that at all.
SHEEN: And I think the evidence in the show is that it likes me the most.
TENNANT: But you've got to treat it in a certain way. You can't indulge it.
SHEEN: Treat you mean and keep ya keen!
TENNANT: Exactly. Well, that’s Crowley’s way, anyway. [laughs]
SHEEN: You’re dangerously close to that!
TENNANT: I’m not saying I condone any of that. But yes, it's true that the Bentley gets away from him, briefly, and that's very difficult for Crowley.
Additionally, you two, Aziraphale and Crowley, sort of worked together to, for lack of a better word, Four Weddings and a Funeral Maggie and Nina, the two fellow shopkeepers. So, I was curious, do you guys have a favorite romantic comedy?
TENNANT: Good question!
SHEEN: Ooh, When Harry Met Sally is a classic, isn't it? I think that's a modern-day classic.
TENNANT: I want to say It’s a Wonderful Life, but that doesn’t really count, does it? That’s not really a rom-com.
SHEEN: Something like Bringing Up Baby.
TENNANT: Yeah, Roman Holiday.
SHEEN: I grew up watching those Doris Day ones. That's always fun. And the Barbara Streisand and Ryan O’Neal, people like that, when they did stuff together. What’s Up, Doc?
TENNANT: What's Up, Doc? I’m gonna go with What’s Up, Doc? Well maybe that’s more comedy than rom-com? That’s more com than rom. There’s a bit of rom in there, though, isn’t it?
SHEEN: [laughs] There’s definitely rom.
TENNANT: And an amazing car chase!
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Twilight Advent Calendar 2023 Event
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Dec. 18 - What are some things the Cullens do every time they move? Does anyone have any rituals re: leaving a location or starting at a new one?
It's kind of a bittersweet time, even when the move has been scheduled and has nothing to do with someone having an accident. It's always a bit jarring to bring their cover stories to a sudden stop after 4-6 years of pretending to be completely human, growing up, etc. Those personas are essentially "dying," and dying young.
They gradually retreat from human society beforehand; they really are busy but they also do their best to fade from public view like that instead of just disappearing overnight. Sometimes they talk about the move (to a fake destination), sometimes they don't. Some random thoughts:
-Carlisle and Esme take some quiet time alone together. They find a favorite lookout point or other special spot (sometimes even a public place like a cafe). And they just talk about everything that's happened, new things they're hoping for, their worries and ideas about the kiddos, etc. And then they just sit quietly and silently say goodbye in their own ways. It's sort of a spiritual moment they share, just one without words.
-The moves are the hardest on Rosalie, especially if they're just starting over right away without any break or vacation. It's a bit easier for her if there's something to look forward to, so between Emmett and Esme (and Rosalie herself) this is often the case.
-I wrote Rosalie and Emmett burying a time capsule full of keepsakes when they left the Olympic Peninsula in 1940, and I'm toying with the idea that they do this every time—not sure yet.
-Like Carlisle and Esme, everyone tries to visit their favorite local spots one more time. For Edward it's usually his meadow or cave or whatever was his Brooding Place. For Rosalie/Emmett it's usually a human venue like a dance club.
-Like @miss-morgans-lover said, Jasper is very busy in the weeks before a move. He actually sort of likes the nitty-gritty of managing everyone's identities, erasing paper and electronic trails, deleting pictures from databases, being the liaison to Jenks, etc. He likes to contribute in a concrete way that helps keep everyone safe, and for the most part he's enjoying the challenge here in the digital age. He takes his responsibility for putting the fear of God into liabilities like Jenks very seriously. Bella, why on earth would you take this away from him??? Back off.
-Carlisle still has a lot to do, even though Jasper has taken on a good share of the load he used to bear re: identity management. He generally keeps a handful of identities active at once so he can store valuables, keep in touch with old colleagues (he loves "aging" himself in those letters/emails), and keep his investments going with as little fuss as possible. He also has to pay his dues: preparing his CV, going on interviews, being the new guy at work again, etc. It's always hard for him to be the new guy; he likes the challenge of starting younger every time, but he always has to hold back and re-earn the respect he's become accustomed to.
-Emmett always introduces/tweaks a new vampire-level sport for everyone to try at the new location. It's his way of cheering everyone up and giving a bit of meaning to whatever the new place is. Whenever possible, he finds a way to match the sport to the location.
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Steamy Saturday
Twilight lives of talent & torment.
Man-for-man in the world of dance.
The ones who call themselves "strange."
They drift into a pastel world of fey relationships.
Men who are not quite men.
Hansome, desperate, twisted, born to dance.
The world of dance, as depicted in numerous media iterations, is just bathed in steam! Very often in queer steam. And so it is with Mr. Ballerina by American writer, dancer, and film actor Ronn Marvin (1919-1998), published in Evanston, Illinois by Regency Books (another William Hamling imprint) in 1961. Despite the genre and its inevitable tragic ending, Mr. Ballerina is actually fairly well-written, with authentic dialogue and believable depictions of gay relationships.
The story centers on dancer Dana Bates who works under dance director Lee Apollo at Hemisphere. Dana's lover is musician Ralph Matthews, who is convinced that he is probably straight, and that it was actually his mother and then Dana, playing on his sexual needs, who turned him into a homosexual. Ralph seeks a way out and turns to a woman who herself is trying to rescue her mother from a lesbian relationship. Ralph breaks up with Dana, punches him in the nose (breaking it), has sex with the woman and proposes to her. Meanwhile, Dana barely escapes a police raid on an all-male party at Lee Apollo's place but is outed to the police by some jealous flames, leading to the tragic ending that we present above.
. . . everyone has to pay eventually. Some way or other, everyone pays. Now for Dana Bates -- Mr. Ballerina, Pride of the Ballet, Princess of the Bed -- it was his turn at last.
In an October 1961 review in The Ladder, Barbara Grier (as Gene Damon) laments the negative aspects of the story, but praises its author:
A rather sad look at the very gay world of the ballet, according to Mr. Marvin, exclusively peopled with homosexual boys and an occasional homosexual girl. Basically another of the conflict stories, in which one character fights against his homosexuality. The San Francisco background is very colorful and the presence of major lesbian characters will make this of interest to Ladder readers. A fairly good first novel. Mr. Marvin will bear watching.
Ronn Marvin began his career as a dancer, but a foot injury ended that line of work, so he turned to writing novels and television scripts. He also appeared in four movies during the 1940s: The North Star (1943); Step Lively (1944); George White's Scandals (1945); and he was Pulaski in the 1947 film Gas House Kids Go West. The cover art for Mr. Ballerina is credited to "Dillon." While we have found no direct evidence, based on the characteristic style, we believe this to be the legendary illustrating duo Leo and Diane Dillon.
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James Cromwell
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Physique: Thin/Average Build Height: 6’ 7" (2.01 m)
James Oliver Cromwell (born January 27, 1940-) is an American actor and activist. Known for his extensive work as a character actor, he has received a Primetime Emmy Award as well as a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for Babe. Other notable roles include in Star Trek: First Contact, L.A. Confidential, The Green Mile, Still Mine and Marshall. Cromwell is also well known for his roles in television including Angels in America, Six Feet Under, and Succession. He won the Primetime Emmy Award for Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Limited Series or Movie for his role in American Horror Story: Asylum.
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He's a tall, lanky guy that I find him strangely attractive (I usually go for short and chubby). Plus he has a nice ass on him. He tends to play odd and/or curmudgeonly roles, and by all objective measures he never was leading-man handsome. But there's something very charismatic about him.
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Cromwell is married to his third wife and has three children. He's also a passionate and interesting liberal activist who's willing to go to jail for his beliefs. I bet if you can bottle that up, he'd be great in bed. You just have to get through the vegan animal rights shit. I'm hoping I could get him to overlook being a vegan to eat a certain kind of meat. You know what I'm talking about. My penis;)
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RECOMMDATIONS: Still Mine (2012) - Shirtless, Rear Nudity Six Feet Under (TV Series) - S3/E12 ’Twilight’ (2003) - Shirtless Tank (1984) - Shirtless, Rear Nudity
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