Daily Daze

Weekly Playlist:

6 Feet -- Mahmut Orhan, Thomas Newson

Feel -- Curbi, Helen

God is a Dancer -- Tiësto, Mabel

It's almost the end of the year! I can't believe I'm still sitting here, blogging. Work has been challenging, but I've been rising up to meet my own expectations. I can only hope that others can see it, too. In January I'll be leading two training classes for new hires, so that will be a vast departure from the daily coaching I do with our technical reps. 

Aaaa what's new? Well, I finished watching The Guest, a Korean supernatural crime drama, and it was AMAZING! Peter really enjoyed it, too. Asides from that, I've been working, playing games, and chatting with my friends virtually. I've been on this huge Obey Me! bender, I'm just so absorbed in this fantasy. It's really decent mobile game. I don't know where I should be posting my cards, because I do want to share the ones I've painstakingly unlocked and the ones I was lucky enough to pull. Teehee, maybe I'll just do an image dump on my Facebook...

Avoidance

Sometimes to get to God, first you gotta meet the devil.

Devildom OC writing drabble, dumping it here.  

Enter: Orion’s Arc

The latest segment of the Devildom AU that my friend and I are roleplaying is one that features a new character, a man who is fond of macabre humour and unafraid of harnessing the dark arts - Orion.

He is loosely based off the looks of Lee Dong-wook, a South Korean actor we found too enticing not to add to our universe, haha.

The image that started it all, haha.

His parents were huge fans of astrology and mythology, hence his name. He is the oldest exchange student, and was rather hard for the Prophet-King to track down, as he was off backpacking in Europe. He enters halfway through the school year, but quickly proves himself as capable of holding his own, already possessing an extensive knowledge of magic and Devildom history.

Wicked Game

Devildom AU writing dump.

Denial River

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA for the past 2 nights I've had dreams pertaining to Obey Me! I'm totally obsessed, that even my unconscious self can't help but fangirl over this game. I dreamed about Leviachan, and Asmo-chan, with a cameo from Belphie. Totally crazy, eh?

IN MY DREAM WITH LEVIATHAN, we were in the same class, except our desks were in front of supermarket freezer doors.  i took up the space of 3 freezer doors, so i had to throw stuff away and downsize since we were all allowed the storage space of one freezer door. LOL.

anyway, he couldn't believe that i would want to sit next to him, and i was showing him this magical girl anime i really liked. some people from my workplace were in the dream too. anyway, he was super happy and i remember leaning against him as we watched the show and he even gave me this peck on the lips with a huge blush on his face, i'm surprised he didn't just faint. it was super cute and sweet!

last night's dream featured Asmo and i going to a concert, and we were the only ones in the front left row. the singers were performing a duet song in latin! and for some reason, my cousins chloe and clement were in the row behind us. i snuggled up next to Asmo and linked our arms together, and it felt really cozy. but whenever we stood up we would trip and fall all over each other, much to the amusement of the row behind us. 

Asmo was super sweet in my dream, he gave me a kiss and promised that he'd show me to the best night ever at the after party, but that he had to go home first and pick out something to wear. he said he already ordered some new clothes and had to go accept the package. BUT, he also knew Belphie was looking for me because he was jealous that I was going to the event with Asmo and not him... eep! But anyway, getting to see a show with Asmo was pretty surreal. In the dream, we were literally around the same height, HAHAHA!

Welp here are some screenshots of a CRUMB of fanservice in regards to Simeon from Lesson 30. I HAD TO I HAD TO POST THIS, I died during this scene, I was like EEEEEEEEEP~ SIMEON CAN PET ME, even step on me Simeon! You beautiful, strict, serene, angelic maaaaaaaaan!!!

(if simeon is an angel, then why does he look like sin?!?!?! and why can't i stop this nosebleed...???)

After the cut is a spicy short drabble of Kathaniel and Satilda studying. NSFW! READERS BEWARE! 

Midnight Snack

Hell's Kitchen was packed on a Friday night. The aroma of greasy fries and fatty burgers greeted one's nose at the door, and the clamouring sounds of clinking cutlery and crashing plates was drowned out by the sea of conversations.  

Belphegor and Matilda sat side by side at the bar, watching the chefs skillfully prepare each dish before their eyes. The youngest brother leaned on his elbows, sliding to the side to rest his head against her shoulder. She rolled her eyes, not necessarily hating the close contact but not approving of it either.  

"I can't believe you made us exercise today," he yawned. "I'm so sleepy." 

"But you didn't do anything. You just lay there." 

"Looking at you jumping around was tiring enough." 

"Well," she huffed, "you could be resting at home right now, but someone was hungry for a midnight snack." 

"You could have brought me takeout," he said simply, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. 

"Belphegor, I am not your servant! Ugh." 

Matilda had lived in the Devildom for just over three months, but she swore she would never get used to his complaining. She was grateful when the waitress finally came to take their order: the usual plate of fried quetzalcoatl brains for him, and a chocolate wirry-cow milkshake for her. 

"So," Belphegor said, between a mouthful of his favourite food, "did you hear about the concert yet?" 

"Please don't talk with your mouth full." 

He pouted. "So did you, or did you not? Lucifer was talking about it during the student council meeting today." 

"I may have overheard him mention something. Diavolo... I mean, Lord Diavolo," she hastily added, "wants a special year-end celebration, doesn't he?" 

"Yeah. Isn't that stupid?"  

Belphegor never did like Diavolo much, but Matilda shrugged.  

"I don't know. Could be fun. I like celebrations." 

"Do you?" That piqued his interest. "Well, did you want to go together?" 

"Maybe," she mused, fiddling with the straw of her milkshake. His forward advances unnerved her, but that was just the way he was. "I'll think about it."

They finished their meal and left Hell's Kitchen. It had started to rain in the time they'd been inside. Belphegor flipped his hood over his head and glanced over to the brunette expectantly.

"What?" Matilda stared vacantly at him for several seconds before realization dawned on her. "Oh, no. No, you're not." 

"It's raining pretty hard, and your place is closer."

"No!"

He flashed her a disarming smile, the most endearing smile he could manage, tilting his head to the side like a hopeful puppy.

"I'm not looking!" Matilda covered her eyes, but the head tilt reminded her of her little brother and she knew he had her wrapped around his finger. 

"Besides, if I get sick, how will I study for exams?"

"Oh, all right. But once the rain lets up, you're heading straight home. Understand?"

"Hehehe. I'm so happy!" Belphegor hugged her, a darker thought crossing his mind as he held her close. Scummy demon, shamelessly playing with her emotions like that. 

Not that he felt bad about it at all.

Solitary Dream

A dream I had last night.

She moved into a strange town up north - a secluded community that barely got any sun. The huge mansion was on an estate so large, they even hired a groundskeeper with a big black dog. 

Seven brothers lived here, although she barely saw some of them. The only time they were all together was in the evenings, over dinnertime. The family was strict on this rule, and insisted upon it. Anyone not joining for dinner that day must have announced this beforehand, otherwise it would be considered rude and breaking the house rules.

Lucifer, the eldest, was always busy. All she knew was that his wing of the house was off-limits, but sometimes she would head out to the grounds in the hopes that she would bump into him. He sometimes ate lunch in the statue garden, enjoying the little sunlight they had. The groundskeeper was kind enough to inform her if he'd seen Lucifer outside that day.

The brother that amused her the most was Asmodeus. He was flirtatious, cheery, and receptive of everything from her outfit choices, to her ideas of taking dance lessons together. It was Asmo that made her feel the most welcome, and made the house feel more like a home.

--

The school was having a concert to celebrate the end of the year. A famous singer was to perform live in the gymnasium. A classmate that fancied her asked her to be his date. He looked so nervous, dressed in a grey hoodie and glasses. She said yes, giving him a tentative hug, and he was over-the-moon ecstatic. She picked out a frilly black dress, and earrings that had cats on them.

--

During the concert, as everyone was enjoying the singer's lovely voice, she left her date and went to find Lucifer. It wasn't hard, as he was sitting in the back corner away from everyone else. She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, resting her chin against his head. He stiffened, but took one of her hands and laced their fingers together. He felt so warm. In that moment, she felt sorry for him, because she knew he would never place anything before his duty or work.

She tries to kiss him, but he shies away and tells her not to act so irrational. Hurt, she retorts that she likes Asmo better than him anyway, because at least Asmo never leaves her feeling rejected. Lucifer seems to resent that comment, but there wasn't anything he could do, as he was already promised to someone else, even if he wanted to be with her.

Asmodeus was in a dress, and people who asked him to dance thought he was a girl at first until he spoke. When the concert ended, the brothers - sans Lucifer - gather together to take her home. 

About Belphie

☆Planetarium Belphie☆

Many Obey Me! fans dislike Belphie because in the main story arc, he does something unforgivable that gets brushed over by either messy writing/translation or a lack of further plot development. I was shocked and also thought the devs should have wrapped things up better, but keep in mind this is a mobile game and not a full-fledged RPG. Mind you, I know that isn't much of an excuse, but think of it like comparing FE Heroes to an actual FE RPG installment. It's like comparing ants to elephants! Anyway, I'm writing this because I read a post asking why Belphie stans like him, and well, let me count the ways, lol!

Firstly, I preface this by saying that Belphie is not my fav akuma boi, my fav is PROBABLY Stan. (Yes, Stan.) But there are moments where Belphie outshines Stan for me, and this post isn't really about Stan.

My Reasons!!!

• He's a cute baby boi, the youngest brother. Everyone babies him, and I'm no exception.

• He actually gets character development and a backstory, which is more than most of the other brothers get.

• After the incident, and in all side stories, he's an openly affectionate character that communicates what he wants. Like wanting to cuddle and nap together, visiting events together, telling you when something feels good, etc. He is very sweet and direct. For me, I find that incredibly endearing. No, I don't want Mammon to wait for me to ask him to the dance (although I do like Mammon), I want a boi who asks me to the dance and says how happy he is that I said yes, then asks me if he can sleep in my bed and stroke my head until I fall asleep... which perfectly segues to my next point 

• I LOVE sleeping. My bed is probably my fav place to be, and I love relaxing on the couch and being lazy. I often think about how nice it would be to cuddle Belphie and, since I get cold easily, he would double as a body pillow and heater! Taking naps with him is probably a huge selling point for many fans.

• He's bratty, but he's also clever and intelligent. Not only is he capable of planning and executing long-term evil plots, but he does well in school. His good grades seem effortless, since he's always sleeping (LOL)

• He seems so comfy... I just wanna curl up and take a catnap... maybe sleep the whole day away... yawn, I feel his lifestyle calls out to me.

• I love his horns, they're my fav design even though I don't particularly like his demon form design in general. Hey, he's a cow and I'm a sheep--we might be compatible!

Those are the majority of my reasons. Meh, I forgive him for what he's done. It isn't his fault he's an akuma!


Tl;dr I like Belphie because he's cute, affectionate, and perfect for taking naps with.

Dog Days Are Over

I'm back, and I hate the new Blogger interface -- it totally sucks! There's no contrast at all, just all white, and you know how that hurts my eyes D;

Anyway, work today has been... bleh. It's been normal. The usual. I'm trying to stay focused and positive. Goodness & love and all that shite. Right? Yeah, I know, I've always considered myself the jaded and cynical type, but I feel ~forces~ in the universe striving to change that. And, I do want to change that for myself as well.

All I know is, I feel like at my age, I should be saving up and being responsible and... and all that jazz, but a part of me just wants to play games and buy trinkets and travel and live life freely. Even if that's not supported by the society we live in, lol. But that's life, innit? 

It's been a while since I've felt motivated to write an actual post on how I've been feeling. Mostly because lately, I would rather fester in my own emotions than acknowledge them. Do you have any idea how hard that is to change? In my younger years, writing was therapeutic and I had tons of things that I wanted to discuss. Now, I look back at my younger self with a great displeasure, and embarrassment, haha. But why? Little Baby K did her best, even if it wasn't good enough, and it's because of L'il K that Big K exists today. So, I shouldn't be so hard on myself there.

I'm thinking of more I wanna say, but I can't. So I'll just leave it at this, until I feel motivated to churn out more fanservice.

Icebreaker

Adult content from my Devildom AU, please read with caution lol.

It was late one night when Belphegor received the call, and a most surprising one at that; it was a call from a certain exchange student that he was fond of stalking.

“Where are you?” Matilda’s voice sounded shaky over the phone. “I came by your room, but Beel said you were out.”

“Oh, you’re looking for me?” Belphegor asked casually, deciding to play it cool. He wasn’t doing anything in particular, just hanging out in the attic as he usually did to hide away from the ruckus his brothers made.

“Are you dense?" she snapped. "Why would I ask if I wasn’t?”

“Short, are we?” Belphegor loved when the human was mad. Riling her up was one of his favourite pastimes. “What do you need?”

She hesitated before responding. “I just need to talk. I can come to you, so… please. Are you at home?”

Musings

SFW writing scraps from my Devildom AU.

The Fall Ball was one of the hottest annual events at RAD, and recently the dance was all that the students could talk about. Giggles filled the hallways, as girls and boys alike whispered to each other on who they were planning to ask as their date - or who they were hoping would ask them.

Even Matilda found herself conversing about the dance, when Kathryn arrived at their lockers and immediately stated that she wasn’t sure that her and Nathaniel should attend.

“Mattie, he only came out of his cursed coma, like, two day ago. He needs time to recover,” Kathryn fretted, brushing a curly lock of hair out of her eyes. “The dance is tomorrow night. It’s too soon.”

“I understand how you feel, but Nathaniel is strong," Matilda said matter-of-factly. "He’s already healed a considerable amount of life energy since you’ve been tending to him. I can feel it.”

Kathryn still shook her head, gathering her textbooks and slamming the locker shut. “I don’t know, Mattie. He needs to rest.”

“Well, why don’t we ask him how he’s feeling tonight, over dinner?” Matilda suggested, knowing how stubborn her cousin could be once she made up her mind on something. “He’s old enough to make decisions for himself. Let’s do that, okay?”

“Okay. I guess.” Kathryn leaned in to give her cousin a peck on the cheek. “All right, I’ll see you after class. I can’t wait for this day to be over!”

As if on cue, Mammon appeared to walk Kathryn to her next class. The silver-haired demon greeted the girls with a casual ‘Yo!’ before grabbing Kathryn’s books, mumbling something about how weak humans were, and that she’d be better off if he carried them for her.

For a scummy demon, he sure was attentive, Matilda thought. Her opinions of demons had changed since arriving in the Devildom, and that scared her a little. Even Professor Dirk, who was the most pious of them all, spent all his time with the strikingly beautiful demon law professor, or Lord Diavolo.

Matilda also knew that she was no exception - she did the same with all the time spent with Satan. They were surrounded by demons, and that was the point, wasn’t it? To forge those connections and understand each other – that was why the exchange program existed. Wasn’t it?

Matilda couldn’t be sure. Each day spent in the Devildom was challenging her beliefs. Unraveling the hatred she had for the dark spirits, unraveling the old teachings passed down in her family for generations. She never expected to feel empathy for demons, let alone fall in love with one. 

Love?

She didn’t allow herself to think any further about the intelligent blond man with the perfect demeanor that had infiltrated her heart. There was a class to attend, and she focused her attention once again to her studies.

--

“Who are you asking to the dance?”

A soft voice broke the silence in the planetarium. Matilda looked up from the jewelry box in her hands. She had been working on her latest assignment, which was to enchant the lock to open with a spoken word rather than a key. Belphegor stood by the door, pillow in hand, a tired expression on his face.

She stiffened as he approached, frowning as he chose to sit next to her on the wicker bench instead of the other chairs.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t see how that’s any of your business,” she replied curtly, shuffling to increase the space between them. 

“Oh, I see. You’re still mad about the hotel incident.” He yawned, rubbing at his eyes. “It really wasn’t a big deal. You all got out of it, and besides, it wasn’t really /my/ fault, was it? I didn’t do anything, really.”

Matilda bit her tongue to stop the harsh words from flowing forth. Lord Diavolo had already addressed the issue with Belphegor personally, and Lucifer had since put him on house arrest. 

“Kathryn already forgave me,” Belphegor continued. “She said something about how having hatred is too taxing. So, why don’t you do the same?”

“We are not the same. Kathryn is too kind for her own good.”

“That may be so. But all humans are… soft, aren’t they?” The youngest brother eyed her curiously. “You look soft. It would be delightful to take a nap on you.”

“As if I’d ever agree to such a ridiculous act. Don’t even think about—” Matilda started to say, when Belphegor tossed his pillow onto her lap, knocking the jewelry box to the ground. He stretched out like a cat, reclining back and resting his head on the pillow.

“We might be compatible. I know your astrological sign.” Belphegor pointed up at the night sky. “Scorpios have such an absolutist view of life. Everything is either golden or tarnished to you, isn’t it? But I could show you that life isn’t always that black and white.”

 

Matilda dug her fingernails into her palms so hard that there were sure to be marks. “Belphegor, you have five seconds to get off of me.”

He ignored her remark, closing his eyes. “You’re missing a crucial spell component for your assignment, aren’t you? In order for the enchantment to work, you’ll need a hair from the jewelry box’s owner placed inside. You can… thank me later…”

With that, he made himself comfortable and proceeded to doze off with his head on Matilda’s lap. The brunette sat there frozen, unsure whether to actually thank him or shove him to the floor and smother him with his own pillow.

It wasn't known how long Belphegor had been asleep on Matilda's lap when Satan walked into the planetarium. Something about Belphegor made time seem to tick by slower, maybe it was his natural lethargic aura. 

"What am I looking at?" Satan asked, though he hardly waited for an answer, putting down a small tray that had two steaming mugs of liquid and some pastries. He muttered under his breath before he hoisted his sleeping brother into his arms and walking out of the room. 

Satan was gone for a while before coming back, unable to look Matilda in the eye before sitting down next to her, his arms moving around her waist to tug her into his lap. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, taking a deep breath as he held her firmly. 

"No," he finally muttered. "No more of that, please." 

His ears burned red, but the idea of any of his brothers being so close to her made his blood boil in his veins. Wasn't she his? Didn't being with him mean something to her? 

Satan knew rationally that his brother and her being so close just then had probably meant nothing, but he still couldn't help the way he clung tightly to her.

--

Matilda stifled a yawn as she walked up the stone steps leading into the royal library, straightening out her coat in an attempt to look more presentable. She managed to land the position as a library assistant because Satan recommended her, and Professor Amari was kind enough to write her a referral letter due to her exemplary grades. She couldn't afford to disgrace them by doing a poor job, and she was also determined to pay back Kathryn for the restaurant damages (which she found out about thanks to Mammon).

The afternoon was spent helping students check materials out and in, collecting fines and fees, and answering questions over the phone. Matilda was in the middle of putting returned books in their proper places on the shelves when footsteps alerted her to someone approaching from behind.

"Why is it," Matilda began, after seeing a cow print pillow out of the corner of her eye, "that you must insist on bothering me so?"

Belphegor saw her irritation and smiled. "I'm writing a report on a human world book. Professor Dirk's orders. Surely you would be most equipped to lend me a hand?"

Matilda stood, placing her hands on her hips. "You upset Satan the other night with your little show. If I were you, I'd show your older brother more respect."

"Is this really about Satan, or is it about you?" The sleepy demon grinned. "Are you incapable of admitting to yourself that you enjoyed it?"

"Enjoyed it?" Matilda echoed in disbelief. "Enjoyed what? Your inconsiderate attitude towards my personal space and belongings? Or your utter lack of respect for my boundaries?"

Belphegor shrugged. "You weren't exactly eager to shove me off, now were you?"

"Some of us have manners!"

"I'm a demon. That's what we do. Or have you forgotten that, spending so much time with the Lord of Masks?"

"Look, I don't have time for this," Matilda sighed. "If you haven't noticed, I'm working. Just... tell me which book you need, and I'll get it for you."

Belphegor handed her a piece of paper with a book title scribbled on it, adding that he also had quite a few questions regarding the text.

Matilda narrowed her eyes at him, scrunching the paper into a ball as she left to find him the book.

--

“Professor Dirk, do you have a minute?”

Dirk paused from grading papers and saw Matilda shyly peeking into his office.

“Of course.” He motioned for her to come in and she did so, taking a seat in a chair opposite him. “How can I help you, Mattie?”

She fumbled with the hem of her skirt, taking a deep breath before speaking. “I haven’t been feeling good lately. I’m not sure how to describe it, but let’s just say I haven’t been making friends with everyone.”

“That’s completely normal,” Dirk spoke reassuringly. “We /are/ in a realm completely different from our own! Why, we’re not even among other mortals here, are we? It’s normal to feel a bit unbalanced.”

“I understand. But Kathryn and Nate are adjusting well. So I feel a little… Odd, in comparison, you know?”

“You mustn’t compare yourself with others. Nathaniel has experienced his fair share of loss, so he has likely learned to adapt quicker than most. And Kathryn has never had trouble making friends, has she?” Dirk chuckled, sliding off his glasses and placing them neatly onto the desk. “Besides, what about that blond student council member you’re so fond of? What was his name again – Stan? You seem to have made friends with him.”

“Satan, yes. We… could be called friends, I suppose.”

Dirk crinkled his nose at the name, but if Matilda noticed, she didn’t show it.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Mattie. This is supposed to be a cultural exchange. Shall we say a prayer together to calm your nerves?”

With outstretched arms, Dirk took Matilda’s hands in his and the two of them bowed their heads to offer up a prayer, hoping that it would reach the Celestial Realm even from the depths of the Devildom.

Ferris Wheel

I've finally unlocked the Ferris Wheel background from Stan's birthday card devil tree. Quite happy with myself as it reminds me of the carnival fanfic, hehe. 

Carnival Date - Kammon x Satilda

Writing by Kate from our Devildom AU, featuring a carnival date and our OCs.

“There’s a carnival in town!”

Matilda was sitting in the common area, earbuds in as she diligently worked on her Curses and Hexes essay. The young woman tried her best to ignore the bouncing redhead as she prattled on about something, but Kathryn was all in her space soon enough, crowding her on the couch, reaching up for the earbud blocking out the world. Matilda sighed, waving her off before turning off her music, annoyed. 

“What are you blathering on about?” the brunette asked, trying to not sound as peeved as she was. She didn’t mind talking to her cousin, but sometimes she just wanted to be on her own for a while.

“Apparently there’s a carnival this weekend. We should go together.” Kathryn was easily excitable, but this excitement seemed different for some reason. “Let’s ask Satan and Lucifer to show us around. We’ll stay out of trouble with them escorting us!” She was holding one of Matilda’s hands now, smiling bright.

The idea of a night out with Satan seemed… nice, Matilda supposed. And they couldn’t get into any shenanigans with Lucifer keeping Kathryn in check. That’s probably why she had mentioned him. Kathryn must really have wanted to go to the carnival if she was self-appointing herself a watchdog. Not that Matilda thought Lucifer thought of her that way, but the redhead was fully aware that she caused more trouble than necessary with any of the other brothers.

“Sure,” Matilda finally said, the thought of spending a nice evening with Satan enough to get her to agree. “You have to ask them though. This is your idea.”

“Yay! Thanks, sweetheart!” Kathryn placed a kiss on Matilda’s cheek before she could do anything to stop it. “I’m going over there anyway so I’ll ask. Asmodeus is going to try and straighten my hair. I hope Devildom hair straighteners are stronger than the one’s in the human realm.”

RP - Satan x Matilda Arc

Writing by Kate from our Devildom AU, featuring the death of study buddies and the official beginning of Satilda - aka the Solomon Arc.

Game nights became frequent. They got together for movie marathons most Fridays. Tuesdays at half noon were saved for lunch in the courtyard.

Sometimes the group of friends present changed. Manmon had a modeling gig some afternoons. Beelzebub and Nate had Fangol practice. Asmodeus had a date. The two always present for the get together were Matilda and Satan - Satilda, their couple name given to them by Nate and Kat. They weren't a couple, Matilda would promise, and Satan would just hum in response.

Satan x Matilda

Satan was often distracted by his books, always of the idea that the more knowledge he held onto, the more powerful of a demon he was. He was an expert at controlling his wrath now, the hatred he held for his eldest brother having dissipated for the most part. Lucifer still got on his nerves constantly, and he prayed for the day that the demon would kneel at his feet; it might never happen, but the Avatar of Wrath could wish. Lately he was distracted by something else though. Ever since Lord Diavolo had announced an exchange program, welcoming a handful of angels and demons to RAD, his life was less peaceful than it had been before. He never minded a little havoc, but the group of humans brought on were of a different breed. They were more powerful than he had expected of humans and he really did enjoy learning about them and their history. Nathaniel was interesting, having a sword passed down throughout his family and having been training as a descendant of an Archangel from a war long ago. Kathryn was a conundrum most of the time, all sunshine and smile and curls, but he had a feeling she wasn’t completely truthful all the time. No one was that air-headed. She was chosen by the Prophet-King, so there had to be something beneath her goofy exterior. The one that interested him the most though was the pretty brunette. Pretty? Anyway. Matilda was absolutely fascinating. He could talk to the girl for hours, sharing many interests in the finer arts. She was brilliant, too. Anyone studious and so bright was sure to get his attention, but he never guessed that she would be interested in sharing so many conversations with him as often as she did. He often found himself wanting to exchange new information that he would stumble across, yearning for more time to talk about everything with her after a while. He found himself standing in front of the bathroom mirror one early afternoon, having finished his classes. He needed to study and was planning on going to the archives to find more information for his History of the Devildom paper that he was supposed to be writing, but instead he was practicing for a conversation he had been apprehensive about all day. “Hello, Matilda,” He said to his reflection, making an awkward gesture with his hand before grimacing slightly. “Hey, Mattie- no, too informal. Hi, Matilda. Would you like to accompany me to the library to study? I can show you around the archives.” He smiled for a few seconds, but then the smile faltered and he groaned, tugging at his hair in frustration. Why was he like this?! Matilda was just a human! He shouldn’t have any problem inviting her to study! They liked to study! Why was he so nervous? Why was he nervous at all?? He was startled by a pounding on the bathroom door, Beel saying that he needed to brush his teeth so he could taste dinner better tonight. Satan blinked at his reflection again, watching himself as he white-knuckle gripped at the sink. Why was he getting angry over not being able to ask a simple question? Why was this human living rent-free in his mind right now? With a deep, shoulder heaving breath, he nodded to the demon in the mirror before leaving the bathroom, apologizing to Beel for taking so much time. He made his way to the library, the only place he could clear his mind most of the time, and took out his phone. He was a demon, after all, and a strong one at that! He could ask a girl to the library to study. He could. Tapping Matilda’s name in his DDD, he waited for the phone to connect, ring, and only a moment later, she was answering. “Matilda, would you like to come to the library with me? I’d like to show you around the archives. I think you’d enjoy them.”

Test

The night air felt cool on Nathaniel’s face as he stepped out onto the balcony of his room. It was summertime in the Devildom, but the weather hardly changed here, remaining in a perpetual state of fall year-round. Leaves rustled about in the courtyard, blown by a wind that held a paranormal presence.

His eyes rested on the endless lineup of trees that bordered the school from the west. The black forest was the place that unsettled him the most. Twisted thorns wrapped around the forest, like teeth waiting to tear into flesh, and the shadows of unseen creatures moved branches as they waded through the foliage.

He had never been inside, thank goodness. And hopefully would never have to.

“Nate! Dinner’s ready!” The voice of his roommate shook him out of his thoughts, which were silly to begin with, weren’t they? Who would be scared of a forest? Still, in the Devildom, one could never be too sure of these things.

“Hey, what’s up bro?” Beelzebub was the first to greet Nathaniel, reaching out a long arm to perform their habitual secret handshake.

“Hey,” Nathaniel replied, as they bumped fists, jiggled their fingers and pressed their palms together.

Matilda rolled her eyes at them as she set a piping hot casserole dish onto the table. “Can one of you grab some plates? Oh, and call Kathryn down too, please.”

Beelzebub leapt to his feet in a flash, practically sprinting over to the cupboards and flinging them open. He grabbed a stack of plates, much more than needed for four people, and carried them over to Matilda, who furrowed her brow and began to admonish him for always eating so much.

When Nathaniel got to Kathryn’s room, the first thing he noticed was that it was dark. Was she perhaps sleeping? He rapped his knuckles against the door and cleared his throat.

“Erm, Kat? Are you in there? Food’s ready, if you’re hungry.”

The faint sounds of Matilda and Beelzebub's conversation drifted up the hallway to Nate's ears.

"Are there doctors in the Devildom?" Matilda wanted to know. "Do demons get sick? I feel as if your constant hunger is a medical condition of sorts."

"Could be," Beelzebub mused. "But I've been this way for as long as I can remember."

"Your brothers, they don't suffer from this constant hunger. Surely there must be some medicine, or treatment, that would cure you!"

"Medicine can be tasty, especially the cherry flavours. And I do enjoy eating cured meats, yes, especially cured alligator meat..."

"Beel!"

Nathaniel chuckled, well aware of his friend's insatiable appetite and fondness for food. Moments passed as he waited for Kathryn's reply. Should he knock again? Maybe she hadn't heard him the first time.

He decided to try again, leaning closer to the door. "Kat? Are you joining us for dinner?"

Kathryn was known to be fairly airhead most of the time, at least in the public eye anyway. On her own, it wasn't quite the same story though. She got lost in her tasks all the same, but she liked to think what she did in her spare time was fairly important.

She knew during the afternoon they didn't have any after class activities or study groups to attend, so she was free to dabble in her own personal activities. Lights turned down low, candles lit around her, and an extremely steady hand to draw sigils straight onto her floor.

She was always jealous of the power Matilda had. So she practiced. A lot. She was going to animate her bones, damn it. Even though it made her head ache and her eyes blur, she was going to do it.

Until the second knock and call pulled her from her concentration as she yelped, her sleeve catching one of the flames of her candle.

"Ah!! Shit! Yeah, I do, sorry!" She tried her hardest to hide the sigils on the floor, pulling a totally inconspicuous rug over the symbols, making sure she didn't catch anything - or herself - on fire. "I'm coming, go ahead!" Oh boy.

Satisfied with her response, Nathaniel headed back down to the common area. Beelzebub had somehow talked Matilda into giving him three heaping plates of cheesy casserole and was happily munching away.

“She’s on her way down now.” Nathaniel took his seat and picked up his fork. “Was probably taking a nap or something.”

Although Matilda arched an eyebrow in suspicion, she remained silent as she prepared a plate for Kathryn. She could have sworn she smelled smoke a few moments ago. Against her better judgment, she shrugged it off as her imagination.

Kathryn bounded down the stairs after a while, having cleaned up most of her mess. Pulling her hair up as she came into the room, she made a show of smelling the air.

"Wow, it smells so good Mattie!" She enthused as she went to go kiss her friend's cheek. She might have been spending too much time with Asmo. When she was denied the access to Matilda's cheek, she reached to take the plate instead, grinning. "I love when you cook."

She settled in the spot next to Nathaniel, turning to him suddenly. "Let's tell scary stories tonight! We should set up a tent and sleep outside. Come on, don't you wanna have a sleepover?" As if they didn't already live together.

Nathaniel and Beelzebub exchanged glances as Kathryn bounded to kiss, or attempt to kiss, Matilda on the cheek.

"Girls are weird." Beelzebub's voice was muffled by food. Nathaniel nodded in agreement. "I like sleepovers though. We can stay up together and eat snacks all night... like popcorn, or roasted marshmellows... mmm..." Beelzebub's eyes seemed to glaze over as he started daydreaming.

"I don't think Lord Diavolo, or your dearest Lucifer, would approve of us going outside and pitching a tent like some homeless people do," Matilda sighed. As much as she appreciated Kathryn's kind compliments, she always felt the need to be the level-headed one in the group. "And even if we did get permission, do any of us even own a tent?"

"I believe there are some tents in the gym storage room. For the football team's (ooc: lol I dunno what the demon football sport is called I forgot sorry) camping trips. I'm sure we could get away with borrowing a couple," Nathaniel suggested. But he had an eerie feeling about this.

Kathryn sighed at Matilda turning down her idea immediately. She got Beel on her side though, so that was a good sign at least. When Nathaniel said he could probably borrow some tents, her eyes lit up.

"Also, there's nothing you can say to convince me that Lord Diavolo wouldn't be hype about a little camp out. If we got Diavolo to approve, Lucifer would have to agree. ....Ooh, do you think he would share a tent?" He wouldn't. He probably wouldn't even want to sleep over. Unfortunately. "I'm gonna text Diavolo."

Before anyone could argue, she had her devildom phone out, asking permission to sleep outside in tents tonight. She was ecstatic when Diavolo immediately called her DDD.

"That's a fantastic idea, Kathryn!" The voice on the other end of the line was loud, full of laughter. "What a human thing to do! I have the perfect place for you all to go camping, too. Call whomever you would like to join, I think myself and Barbatos will come along! How fun. Gather your things and tonight Barbatos will come to get you and we can set up our campsite."

Kathryn grinned when he hung up, sticking her tongue out at Matilda. "I told you he'd be stoked. Let's finish dinner so we can get snacks together Beel. We'll make smores tonight."

At the prospect of going out to buy snacks, Beelzebub inhaled the rest of his dinner, and when Nathaniel did not do the same, he sat there tapping his orange fingernails impatiently.

"Do you need help?" Beelzebub asked, gesturing towards Nathaniel's half-eaten plate. Nathaniel eventually relented and pushed the plate to the demon sitting across him. The food disappeared before their eyes like someone had performed a magic trick.

"I'll grab two tents from the fangol team's storage room," Nathaniel said. "You two go and get some snacks. The convenient store's open 24/7, isn't it? Could you grab some DEMONADE, Kat? I'm all about those electrolytes."

Matilda couldn't believe that Kathryn was getting away with another one of her outrageous ideas yet again, but the redhead certainly had a way of livening up a weekend. Although she wasn't the biggest fan of the outdoors, Matilda thought it would be nice to get out of the stuffy dorm for a little while. She would never dream of letting Kathryn know this, though.

"You know Kathryn, you can't always get your way with Lord Diavolo simply by labelling something as 'what humans do'," Matilda said. "But it seems his mind is already made up about this matter. So, what's the plan?"

Obey Me! - Brainstorming

Welp, at the influence of my longtime friend I've picked up another mobile game called "Obey Me!" It's literally about a human going into the demon realm, called the "Devildom", to become an exchange student in a school. Oh, and there's hot demon anime boys. My friend is like, super obsessed with this game and I'm trying to ride the coattails of this enthusiasm so I can enjoy writing and roleplaying again, too.

So far I have an A/U plot, and have made up some OC's. Lol.

Full Name: Nathaniel Mikhael Clark

Age: 23

Personality: Generally distrustful of strangers at first, Nathaniel needs time to warm up to new people. He has a habit of analyzing others to figure out their true intentions. He has a strong moral compass and is not easily pressured. A sociable man, but feels uncomfortable in large groups as he finds them exhausting; this is likely caused by the landslide of interviews and meetings his job requires him to attend.

Looks: Dark hair / hazel-green eyes

Bio: Nathaniel has harbored deep resentment towards demons and their realm since as long as he could remember. His mother died giving birth to his younger sibling, and his father died in the line of duty. As a result, him and his younger sibling was raised by his aunt and uncle in a devout religious household. He is a descendant of the holy crusader Mikhael.

Extra: 
As a professional athlete and part-time model, he may seem like a cold person, but that's just how he feels about the industry.

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Full Name: Matilda Luna Leonhart

Age: 

Personality: A studious perfectionist. 

Looks: Dark brown hair

Bio: 

Extra: 

Outlaw

The eldest of four siblings. On the surface, she is easygoing, competent, and extremely personable – all traits valued and expected from a (minor) noble family's daughter. Under the shrouded cover of darkness, however, lies a completely different story.

She had turned to thievery when she was only 7 years old. Summer, at an old family friend's house. That family, she recalled, was countless times wealthier than her own. It had been a simple jeweled necklace, plated in gold, hanging carelessly off the edge of a smooth wooden table.

It was then and there that she realized that there would be no repercussions, no slap on the wrist from the heavens, for her misdeeds - and that further added to the fuel of her addiction.

Soon... whenever the stress ... would arise, she found herself donning the familiar innocuous hooded outfit to traipse through the night...

Curry Craze

henlo everibodi,  i'm your host deelret. tody i got eokrn up by a big bee buzzing outside my window 'coz i left my window open at night. mmm it was scary but i went and made curry. it's my second batch of curry , i've been really into making curry lately.

i had chai tea and a cookie that erin, my brother's gf made. now i am working form home.

AC:NH

Moonlit Night's redenzvous

I've been playing a lot of AC:NH. The game really helps to pass the time in quarantine. So far Kid Cat and Maple are the two villagers that have given me their photos! I really cherish that.

Kid Cat is jock likes active, simple, red, red

Lolly is normal likes simple, simple, gray, pink

Maple is normal likes simple, cute, beige, green

Renée is uchi likes cool, active, purple, yellow

Zell is smug likes cool, gorgeous, purple, gray

Ankha is snooty likes gorgeous, simple, colorful, brown

Raymond is smug likes elegant, cool, black, gray

Audie is peppy likes cute, active, green, white

Joey is lazy likes simple, simple, green, blue

Colton is smug likes gorgeous, elegant, blue, red

Erik is lazy likes simple, simple, beige, red

Evacuated

Today was my first day working from home. I'm blessed to have my BFF help me move my equipment from the office to the spare room of my place. The setup is pretty makeshift and makes me feel like a college frat kid, but it'll have to do. I mean what else is gonna be the solution? They evacuated everyone in my office, so it is what it is.

At first I thought it would be pretty rad to work from home, but I can sense that it will be at least a month before they let us return, if they do. The "b" button of my keyboard is starting to act up, so that kinda sucks too. I'll have to hold off on getting a new keyboard, as I don't really want to spend any extra money right now.

Anyway, CS helped me get settled in and set up all my equipment for me. I did my first shift at home today; PJ dropped off lunch for me so I was grateful for that too! I got curry katsu, which I would say is one of my preferred foods. Then, when I got off shift, CS took me to pick up my preorder of Animal Crossing: New Horizons. I will play a little of that before sleeping tonight, to try and take my mind off the craziness in the world these days.

Mostly, I'm saddened that I can't go to the gym, or to the bar/pub with my friends. Being on lock-down sucks pretty badly, but I'm grateful that everyone around me is still safe. I pray the Lord look over everyone during these shaky times.

Star Status

OMG... MY BELOVED, DEAR FRIEND WROTE THIS ONE PIECE FANFICTION FOR MEEEEEEEEEEE AND IT IS... D I V I N E

I quickly dash across the meadow. Chest heaving at the effort in maintaining both stealth and speed. I hid in the troughs of the hills I have run many times before. I spot keenly the patrols as they methodically march by. I have never been caught and I will never be caught, for my strength of will is fueled by what is to come. Slowly but surely, as I have many times before, I reach my destination. I reach out in pitch black night and feel for that small indentation next to the buttruss of the castle wall. It is my secret alone given to me by who loves me most.

The stone pushes inward and a well-oiled, near-silent mechanism whirrs behind the wall. The stone door slides smoothly out of my way, revealing a sharply winding staircase. At the base there is a freshly lit torch that he has left for me; My love. As I catch my breath I find myself staring into the flames. Two tendrils of flame of equal ferocity licked and sputtered and encircled one-another, reaching high above the torch. Each seemingly trying to douse one another yet each becoming greater for the effort.

"Life, death, and love come from the most innocuous places", Karin mused. She gathered her thoughts and quietly strode inside, her heart thumping in anticipation. She reached out and carefully grasped the torch, gathered the skirt of her dress so as not to trip, and made her way upstairs. The wall she could hear softly sliding back into place, hiding her beautiful disgrace. The climb, as it always was, was time to reflect on her thoughts. To steel herself against her betrayal, as it was betrayal, but to also steel herself for allowing herself to love another, as it was certainly love unlike anything she has ever felt, unless in his embrace.

What's Updog

Howdy! Last night I was feelin' happy about getting a lot of things done. This workweek feels like forever though; why is time going by so slowly?

I had a lot of things I wanted to say last night but now that I'm actually before a computer and typing, everything escapes my mind. I guess the only real update is that I've been going to the gym with my friends, and honing my cooking skills. I've also been drawing a lot more than I used to, and getting back into a comfortable ~creative~ groove. I've been way too hard on myself for way too long, and it's been a lot of fun dissecting how I got to be living that way.

Last month I churned out some FE doodles to celebrate how happy I was to get Nils in FEH. They're silly doodles but seemed to be well-enjoyed.

Baby boy came home! BIG HUGS

Baby boy is never leaving me, hence the handcuffs
Claude: ... what is this

I've been relatively uninspired since February, actually. I can also analyze myself as a very lazy artist that can't seem to put in the work to make clean lines/colouring, so I'm doin' everything for fun. FUN! I need to keep drilling that into my own head.

"Sandwich"

Lol hello - thanks to the inspiration from my friends, I was able to churn out some random drawings and they were really fun! I'm slowly getting back into the scribble-art days of my youth, and it's been great.

Welp, it's FE stuff (no one is surprised) featuring FE boys (again, surprising no one). Heh! It all started when I said I'd draw myself in a sandwich with Claude and Dimitri:

But then I decided, what the heck, I'm actually going to draw a second - literal - version. LOL hidden behind the cut in case no one wants to see some weird ass art courtesy of moi, heheheh... ... ...

30 Day Writing Challenge 2020

Day 1: List 10 things that make you really happy.

Hmm. This should be super easy, as I'm a simple lady and get really excited over 'insignificant' things. Listed in no particular order, and I left God/Jesus out because that should be a given.

1.) Sunshine, warm weather
2.) My doggo and hiking with my doggo
3.) Cooking, feeding my friends/family
4.) FIRE EMBLEM!
5.) Singing
6.) When people enjoy my writing
7.) Gushing over my fandoms and my friends humour me
8.) Music, a song with melody I enjoy
9.) Wearing cute clothes, wearing pink
10.) My beautiful hair - courtesy of my dear Gienny, and my beautiful tattoos - courtesy of my dear Sim


Day 2: Write something that someone told you about yourself that you never forgot.

"It's daunting, Karin, but this shared exercise in becoming self-aware can allow us to get off the couch, go outside, read great books, and make cool new friends. For the record, you've got a challenging sales job, while attending university, aspiring to become a librarian. When I worked with you at Cellcom Wireless at Richmond Centre, I asked who he hires, and he said not students, except you, because you're amazing. Also, the Lolita outfits you make are the best cosplay I've seen of anyone I've known personally. I haven't gotten around to reading your blog lately, but Sheep-Doll seems cool So, from where I'm sitting, it seems like you exercise great diligence, and creative output, in life. Messages like these might get us down on ourselves, but my intent is for us to realize that if we don't take our own depression so seriously, having fun in new ways will bring us closer to our ideals much faster, and more easily, than anyone would expect."

The part saying "I asked who he hires, and he said not students, except you, because you're amazing" really stuck with me and helped me to raise my confidence in a time where I was unsure of myself. And that's really amazing.

Haha, also, I can't believe at one point I did aspire to be a librarian... and lol, I didn't make my lolita dresses myself nor is it cosplay, but y'know, nothing's perfect! 😂 I'm so grateful for my mentors and supporters in life, that helped me be who I am today.

Etc.

A cute face, a charming smile. A flirtatious and flattering personality that was sweet, like chocolate mousse, palatable and easy to consume. Temporary but powerful. The moment, enjoyable in essence. Warm skin, bodies intertwined, pressed beneath toasty blankets. Hands with fingers that threaded together easily like magnets to metal, meaningless exchanges, leaving more to desire than what was filled.

Noire Island

It's lonely being the sole ruler of the world...

Gripping the invitation letter in her hand, Marion ascended the steps leading up to the large estate. From the outside, the hotel looked like a looming castle out of a storybook.

So this was Hotel Grand Eclat. The letter said it was once the estate of a renowned archbishop, and was now managed by one of his descendants after being remodelled into a hotel.

She entered the building and the atmosphere immediately seemed different. A strange tension permeated through the air; the temperature felt cooler as well, even compared to the brisk night air outside.

A voice greeted her as she entered the lobby, "Good evening, miss."

"Good evening. I'm here by the request of Mr. Thierry. I'll be staying here over the course of our... business matters."

Marion handed the letter over to the lady manning the front desk. Reviewing the letter, the lady nodded solemnly.

"Of course, thank you for coming. Allow us to show you to your quarters." She waved over a man standing off to the side. "This is Terrence. He has been assigned to watch over you."

"You may present any requests to me." Terrence bowed, his gaze meeting hers. He was a tall young man with dark hair, clothed entirely in black. "Please, follow me."

He led her up a flight of stairs and down a winding hallway. Marion noted that the interior of the hotel was furnished elegantly, albeit in an old fashioned style. Scones with gold ornamental brackets lined the hallway, alongside numerous oil paintings. They passed by several guests, each one possessing an air of dignified grace befitting of one staying in a reputed establishment.

"Your room is 241." Terrence unlocked the door with a key, which he then pressed into her hand. "Mr. Thierry will meet you in the lounge for dinner in an hour. I will come and escort you then. In the meantime, please settle in and get comfortable."

"I'll see you then."

Marion unpacked the few articles of clothing she had into the sturdy wooden dresser and undid the curtains. The silver moon was slowly shifting into the sky, casting a calming glow into the room.

Hopefully, she thought, coming here was the right decision.

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"Thank you for joining me."

The man known as Cecil Thierry stood, a jubilant smile plastered on his face. He looked very much like his great-grandfather; they shared the same wavy auburn hair and sharp, calculating eyes.

"The pleasure is mine."

She extended her arm to shake his hand, surprised when he brought the back of her hand to his lips. She didn't know this part of the region still observed traditional customs.

The waiter wasted no time in serving up the appetizers. Cecil sipped from a glass of dark red wine, observing her. She ate slowly, carefully, mindful to preserve her manners before her host.

"There's been a disturbance in our beloved hotel," Cecil began. "We have heard of your medical expertise, and so, we were hoping you could aid us."

"I have taken over my family's apothecary in our village, that much is true. But, I am still nowhere near the skill level of my mother or even my sister..."

"I have heard about the tragedy that befell your family. They were all lost at sea, presumed dead, except for you. You were so young then, weren't you?"

She blinked; of course he knew. Everyone in Noire Island knew of the tragic shipwreck from five years ago.

"Forgive me if I say I try my best not to think about it. I've spent too many sleepless nights reliving those moments."

"Ah, I am truly sorry for your loss. However, please at least agree to examining one of our guests. They've fallen ill to a peculiar condition that none of us can diagnose."

"I will do what I can."

"Good. Tomorrow afternoon I will arrange for Terrence to meet you. Feel free to enjoy your spare time until then. The gardens are lovely place to go for a morning stroll, for instance."

She nodded, and they continued dining in relative silence.

✦

I signed up for a gym membership alongside two of my friends at the Club16 near our office. We're truly the three stooges. I can't believe I got roped into working out, because I don't really care about any of that really. But they seem to really want to get into shape, so I'm along for the ride.

I did rowing, squats, leg presses, and dumbbells for my first session at the gym and I feel good about it. I've been feeling a lot of rage these days, not a super-fueled Dimitri rage, but a slow smoldering discontent, so working out will likely benefit my mood. I've also acquired this weird tickle in my throat, like I'm on the verge of getting sick, and it could fall either way. January 2020 has been a thorn in my side for the most part, but I'm venting, good things have happened as well. I'm too lazy to speak about everything but at least I'm finding the time to come and write about shit here.

Last night I found out Lif is being released in FEH, which is amazing because I have to have him - and he's voiced by Edward Bosco. He is one cool dude, lol. What can I say, I just adore sexy anime boys???

Fire Emblem has no shortage of cool boys. I don't even care that they're fictional, I'm an artist and writer! (Albeit self-proclaimed.)

Look at this bangin' art of Claude, for instance. L-O-V-E

Don't get me wrong, I love Dimitri too. HAHA, what??? I'm glad that we're going to get some cool new characters for FEH's CYL4. I'll have to choose who I'll pick, but if Claude's there then it's most likely gonna be Claude, yeah?????

Levius/est

wooooow so i recently got introduced to this new manga series called LEVIUS/est and omg the art is amazing and the characters are to die for especially Levius himself lol. the girls, natalia and A.J. are cool, pretty cute faces and fighting abilities, but like, obviously not as cool as the main male protagonist himself. this is a shonen manga after all - i'm not expecting much in that regard.

but man oh man i've been reading through it and the fight scenes are enticing. the female characters are strong and aren't dripping in sleazy fanservice!!!! what more can a girl ask for, and from a SHONEN MANGAAAAA of all things. welp i'm already gonna make like Fry and say "shut up and take my money!" i've ordered the first volume of Levius/est and if i continue to enjoy it i will work on purchasing the rest of the volumes.

lol honestly who can argue with mechanical body modifications, a pretty face, cool hair, and a rockin' body for an anime boy? nevermind the fact that he's what, 17? hahaha... /dies

...I'm not a thirsty fangirl I SWEAR!!! (LOL!)

it really is a good series with nice art. i just also love the way the artist, haruhisa nakata, draws Levius. *shrug* i mean i'm not the artist but i appreciate the artstyle oK~? that's all. move along now, nothing to see here--

Authenticity

Today was my first day of volunteer at the daycare my church is affiliated with. I had such a lovely time; the staff members were all warm and welcoming and the children were all little angels. *sighs*

My heart can't even begin to describe how full it felt, spending time with the little ones. Conversing with them, settling them into nap time (I put 3 kids to sleep!), and playing with them. I... I never knew I had this spiritual gift. One of the staff said I had a 'teacher's heart' and that she saw how the kids gravitated to me. I had a little girl give me a small tattoo sticker, and another little girl asked for me to help her with the buttons on her vest. I felt honoured.

Of course, I also played with a lot of the other kids, and read some stories with them. Over snack, we discussed things together, and a dashing young boy enthusiastically talked about dinosaurs at Science World. It was a grand time for sure, and I really hope I can work out my schedule to be present there on a regular basis. However, with work, I don't quite know how this will be arranged. I'm continuing to pray and lifting all my worries to the Lord.

*sighs more* Last night I spent hours playing FE: Three Houses, completing a bit more on the Golden Deer route. CLAUDE DOESN'T EVEN BOTHER TO CARRY MC after she passes out due to fusing with Sothis; HE ASKS HILDA TO DO SO! Which is the gentlemanly thing to do, of course. I do like Hilda, but Dimitri actually carries MC back to the monastery which is kinda more romantic. I know Claude isn't the romantic character, and he's more aloof, but I LOVE HIM! There's just something charming about that character. And this is why I'm ruined for 3D boys lol, I gush over my husbandos too much! How can anyone real hope to compare... teehee.

Challenger

A/N: Oneshot piece with a steamy (read: adult) scene between MC and Raihan from Pokemon Sword and Shield. Inspired by the one and only WW.