Dark Angel

Bad End

"Ohhh my gosh! You're like, SO hot in those pants. How do you wear so much white and like, not get dirty?"

The nasally voice of a classmate drifted over to where Akari was sitting. She looked up from her textbook and saw a girl named Shino kneeling down by Simeon's desk, inspecting his sleek white pants with a deep fixation.

Akari's face burned at the sight of another woman checking Simeon out, although she couldn't exactly blame them. Sure, many students gawked over how beautiful the dark-haired angel was, with his porcelain skin and intense eyes that drew you in like a mirror, the golden ring surrounding his pupils a subtle reminder of his otherworldly status.

The angel was flawless!

She sheepishly averted her eyes from the scene, noting that Shino's face was dangerously close to Simeon's leg. Something about that bothered her, and her heart wrenched in her chest.

Simeon and her had never defined their relationship, but she knew that he was fond of her. She felt it in the way he always made a point to greet her, and from the many times he treated her to dinner at Purgatory Hall. More than that, she could always feel his eyes on her in the classes they shared, but it didn't make her uncomfortable; no, rather, his intent gaze comforted her, as a guardian angel should.

Akari told herself that she didn't need more, that she was content with the way things were. But all that was about to change.

At first, even Kiria doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary, until one afternoon when she stumbles upon a trail of blood outside a classroom and uncovers Akari dragging a body behind some bushes.

"Oh, hello Kiria. Still haven't headed home yet?" Akari says cheerily. Splatters of blood are smeared to her cheek and all over her uniform.

Kiria tears her gaze from Akari's eerie expression to focus on the leg jutting out from behind the bush.

It's twisted and angled strangely, like it'd been broken.

"Akari..." Kiria gasps, at a loss for words. "What... is this...?"

"Hm? Oh, her? It's just Shino! She was kneeling down really close to Simeon's legs today, so I ensured she would never get back up again."

Akari pat her hands on her legs, wiping as much of the blood off as possible.

"I'm starving! What should we eat for dinner?" Akari beamed, the sweetest smile gracing her face, and if she wasn't covered in blood, Kiria would have thought she had just come from a lively party.

Lesson 52

Akari couldn't even begin to describe her emotions on that long, overnight train ride home. The cool breeze caressed her face as the train pulled itself lazily through the mountainside, and the dark horizon was littered with millions of tiny stars. Simeon was leaning casually against the railing, as still as an elegantly carved statue and just as impossibly handsome, though there was a weariness to him that she couldn't help noticing.

"Feeling worn out?"

At the sound of her voice, he turned to face her, the easy smile he always wore quick to return to his face.

"Oh, Akari. How long have you been standing there?" 

"Quite a while, actually." She chuckled. "It's no wonder you didn't notice me. There seems to be a lot on your mind."

Simeon hesitated. He was an angel after all, and his belief was that he should always be capable and strong to set a good example for others, but at this moment he wasn't sure he could.

"It seems the fairies did quite a number on me, too," he chuckled. "Seeing Lucifer and his brothers in their angel forms again reminded me of how things used to be. But the Celestial Realm is different now, and when I think about the reality of everything, I can't help but feel a bit depressed."

A slight apprehension washed over him. Would Akari think less of him? She was peering at him with an unreadable expression. For some reason he was expecting her to berate him, but she stepped forward to close the distance between them and he felt her arms circle around him.

"I'm sorry," Akari mumbled, pressing her cheek into his chest. "I had no idea you were feeling that way."

She glanced up at his face, so close to hers, and gazed into his eyes. The smell of his cologne and his close proximity made her heart pound wildly, but at that moment she didn't care. She wanted to be close to him, to feel him and comfort him in his time of need.

"I know things aren't the way they used to be, and that's always sad. But there are new and wonderful things to look forward to and appreciate. I want you to know that, Simeon."

"Ah... thank you." 

Simeon blushed, returning the hug as best he could. She was so warm, and the faint scent of flowers wafting from her hair reminded him of walking through a grassy meadow in the Celestial Realm. 

"I'd really like to kiss you right now," he murmured. "Is that okay?"

The butterflies wouldn't leave her stomach and her heart felt like it might explode, but Akari nodded. 

"Go ahead..."

Simeon's hand moved to cup her face in his palm and she shyly placed her hand over his. She closed her eyes and the feeling of his silky lips pressing against hers made her head spin. He tasted as sweet as cinnamon, his tongue as smooth as velvet as he licked into her mouth. 

"Simeon..." 

When he finally pulled away, she found herself craving for more. Was this the addictive kiss of an angel, or was she finally acknowledging the feelings she held for him all along?

For a brief moment in time, the polished veneer Simeon had painted to protect and hold himself together had peeled away. But the moment was over as quickly as it began.

"I've kept you for too long, haven't I? I should let you get some rest. Good night, Akari."

An ache tugged at Akari's heartstrings at the sight of his retreating back. Impulsively, she reached out and caught his hand in hers. 

"Wait! I want to be together a little longer. Please?"

Part 2

I'm sooo addicted to this game and it's become a daily staple for me. I love the characters and the world and letting my imagination fill the blanks in with my own desires. Such as... worldbuilding and loving my OC's again.

Akari's D.D.D. is a sparkly glitter white. Kiria's probably has a leaf or flower pattern in gold or green or both on black. These two babies are basically foils of each other haha. It's so crazy how I based them off my younger and older self and how much I've matured and changed. I cherish all my experiences and don't regret anything though because God leads me where he needs me to be. Because of that, I have such a unique testimony and can interact with such a large variety of people.

But I digress. I just wanna think about my girls in the Devildom and the details haha.

So... because Kiria is a seasoned witch, she doesn't need as much protection as the newbie Akari. Therefore she has a room at P.Hall, as previously stated, while A has MC's room in HoL. However, Kiria has a party girl attitude and is always out on the town until late, much to Simeon and Luke's disapproval. Solomon often joins her, and although she claims he isn't her type, she'll still wake up in his bed after a long night. 

Kiria is a bit of a wild card and troublemaker. She'll mouth off to others and has quite the fiery temper, so she won't hesitate to hex those who rub her the wrong way. She likes to drink and smoke and gamble with Mammon, and one time Mammon gave her some Devil's Hash which caused her to pass out and miss an entire day of school. Lucifer found out and strung the both of them up from the ceiling, much to her dismay. Akari saw this and never wants to experience it, nope not in a million years.

For some reason, the two girls seem to get along well despite their immense differences. Kiria is always trying to get Akari's confidence up, and Akari tries to look out for Kiria's well being.

~~

The latest event has to do with a sakura petal Mammon got that possessed the soul of a princess who died before she could confess her love. The demon brothers and MC went to a small town in Japan to return the petal to its rightful resting place. Once they've done so, they decide to have a picnic under the blossoming sakura trees.

Kiria scoffs and comments that she doesn't believe in regrets. 

Asmo: Not even when it comes to never being able to confess your love? (shock)

Kiria: No ragrats, not even one.

Lucifer: It sounds like you've never been in love before. (slight smirk)

Kiria: That's not true. (glares at Lucifer) I just believe that feelings can change. That's all.

She glances to the ground, fiddling with the hem of the checkered picnic blanket.

Akari is listening to the conversation with Belphegor’s head resting on her lap. She doesn't quite know how the youngest brother managed to get his way again, but notes that he often does. 

She sips on her beverage and for a brief moment, notices Kiria's forlorn expression, a look rarely seen on the fiesty girl's face. In a flash it was gone and Kiria's usual easygoing smile was back, leaving Akari to wonder if she'd imagined it.

~~

There's a boy named Tomio who befriends Akari at RAD. He's a kitsune spirit and also an exchange student. He stands at 5'2" to Akari's 5'5". He's open and friendly to her despite playing occasional tricks on her, mostly to steal her food and cause her to become flustered in front of the people she admires. She eventually learns to bring extra food for him.

~~

As for Akari and Simeon, well, they natural spend more time together as Luke continues to befriend her, inviting her over to hang out and enjoy each other's company over tea and sweets. Akari occasionally stays over on the weekend when Lucifer allows it, spending time with Luke until he falls asleep.

In the late hours she heads to the kitchen, encountering Simeon. He's wearing long pajama pants and a tank top, clothes that she's never seen him in before. Her eyes were drawn to his alluring shoulders and she notes how attractive he looks in anything. 

Simeon: Couldn't sleep?

Akari: I was just getting some water.

He smiles kindly at her, in his usual refined way. He pours her a glass and sits with her on the couch, holding his own cup of tea.

Simeon: Thank you for spending time with Luke. He's very fond of you.

Akari: No need to thank me. I feel the same way about him. 

Simeon: He isn't the only one who is fond of you. 

Akari swallows slowly, lifting her gaze from the glass in her hands to the angel's face. 

Akari: Simeon... 

The sound of a door clicking open and footsteps. Kiria and Solomon arrived home, the sorcerer's arm tight around the witch's waist. 

The pair glanced at the two sitting on the couch. A grin spread across Kiria's face.

Kiria: Hey! Are you two...?

Akari: We're just having a midnight chat, that's all.

Kiria: Sure, sure. (snickers and narrows her eyes) Have a good night then. Maybe you should join us for a night on the town sometime.

Solomon: I dare say that would be good fun.

Everyone says their good nights and heads to their respective rooms, with Akari quietly slipping back into Luke's.

~~

Kiddos

Everyone was making kiddos with their MC, so I figured I should hop on the bandwagon lol.

Creator ???

I feel like I've somewhat lost my way and the past several YEARS have been a huge and messy WIP to try and get myself back on track. I need to start focusing on myself and my own happiness. I have so many friends supporting me and yet the biggest hurdle in the way of my fun is my damn self!

In any case, I managed to churn out an art piece: Akari in her signature heart cutout dress. I'm struggling with her personality and interests, like, a lot. Because I'm so rusty when it comes to character creation haha. I'm going to spitball and see where this takes me...

Sweeter Than Chocolate

One afternoon, Akari got off work and decided to make some cute chocolate. Valentine's Day had recently passed, which meant that all the chocolate at the store was on sale - the perfect opportunity to stock up on some sweets.

“Hmm, what should I make?” Her eyes scanned the aisles, taking in the rows and rows of colourful boxes. “Maybe... this?”

She reached out to grab a couple milk chocolate bars to melt into different shapes, when suddenly she felt a brush of warmth against the back of her hand.

“Oh, I'm sorry.”

Someone else had reached for the same chocolate bar. Her eyes widened when she realized who was standing beside her.

“Simeon!”

“Hello, dove. Fancy meeting you here.” The angel smiled warmly with a playful glint in his eyes.

Simeon was at the store to pick up a couple items for Luke, who wanted to bake double chocolate brownies. Akari was delighted to see him, although the sight of him and the sound of his gentle voice was enough to cause her heart to leap into her throat.

They paid for their items and exited the store, a rush of cold air hitting their faces. The clear sky masked a deceitfully chilly day; Akari shivered and drew her jacket tighter around herself.

“Um, Simeon,” she began timidly, inhaling sharply when he suddenly spun around. 

“Yes?”

His steady gaze came up to her face and warmth shot painfully up her neck. She met his gaze as best she could and spoke earnestly.

“Would you... like to have dinner? We haven’t spoken properly since your birthday, and I’d l-love to catch up.”

She half-expected him to decline, as he did say Luke was waiting for the groceries at home. Simeon looked surprised, and then his eyes lit up like two gems.

“Certainly. It would be my pleasure to have dinner with you.” In a flash, his phone was in his hand. “Let me inform Luke that I’ll be home late tonight.”

“Great. There’s a place I’ve been wanting to try, just a couple blocks from here.”

Akari didn’t know why she felt so nervous. Well, actually, she did: Simeon was nothing short of gorgeous, and his playfulness was beyond alluring. But they were simply good friends.

Right?

—

The restaurant was called Arcadian Table, a relaxed bistro featuring decor with a rustic vibe. A server led them to a table by the window, and Akari blushed when Simeon pulled out the chair for her.

“Thank you,” she squeaked. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest, and she hoped he wouldn’t notice how red her face was. If he did, he didn’t say anything. They ordered two of the daily special, which was steak frites, and two glasses of red wine.

“I’m having a lovely time,” Simeon said, between bites of his food. Even as he ate, his focus remained largely on the girl before him. “I’m so glad you suggested this outing.”

“Yes, me too. Although I didn’t know you drank!” She eyed the glass in front of him curiously. “Can angels do that?”

Simeon laughed. “I do drink, sometimes. Although alcoholic drinks from the Human World generally have little effect on angels.”

“That’s fascinating.”

They chatted a while longer, thoroughly enjoying each other’s company as the hours stretched into the night. By then, Akari was several drinks in, and starting to feel slightly lightheaded.

“Perhaps I’ve drank a little too much,” she murmured, massaging her temples with her fingertips. The world was starting to spin. “We should get going!”

“All right. Here, allow me to support you.” 

Akari felt strong arms circle around her as Simeon steadied her with his hands on her shoulders. 

“Thank you.”

She leaned into his embrace, feeling the warmth of his body against her back. His presence made her feel safe, as if being together was the most natural thing in the world.

Baby's Birthday

Simeon's birthday is on Feb 10th!!! The week long event celebration started yesterday and I am OVER THE MOON!!! MC and Simeon get matching teacups because Simeon asked for his gift from MC to be "something matching" that they could use together. AND THEY SHARE THEIR FIRST KISS EVER LOL!!! OOOOOOF it was rather unclimactic OVERALL but my heart still exploded. it was a big deal. i'm hoping that the Devilgram stories carry me a little further into my fangirl fantasies haha.

My beautiful, beautiful babe Simeon. ;www; He's such a sweetie. LOVE HIM AND HE DESERVES THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!!!

Rainbow Dreams

Walking outside with Jacks, the air is fresh and clean -- smells like spring, even though it's still January. Week two of my training class has ended, and so far so good, I haven't made a fool of myself yet. My plants are doing well; I've gotten them a grow light with a timer, as well as installed a grow lightbulb. I currently have 12 plants, haha, but I'm planning to combine my scindapsus silvery ann into one pot and keep my argyraeus in another. 

Overall, I'm feeling pretty sweet.

ANYWAY WOW the only things I talk about recently are Obey Me! and houseplants, haha. I can't help it, it's that arc in my life right now. BEHOLD:

How can you turn him down? (You can't, if you value your life)
Look at those lines lol, perfection *__*

Belphie's human world outfit~

How beautiful are the pieces featuring my MC and Belphie? I want to say, my Top 3 favs list has rearranged itself as:

1 - Simeon

2 - Belphie

3 - Stan

Runner up: Beel

Andddd ummm, ummm. I'm trying to think of what I want for an MC/Stan interaction, but I'm still not 100% sure, so. So we'll see!

Today, I also got Belphie's level 20 intimacy phone call, which is basically the 'date' call. It turns out, he also likes plants, because he enjoys visiting the Devildom Botanical Garden. Man-eating roses and flying pitcher plants? Sounds exciting.

So, how many times does he have to save MC's life before they're even? ;)

Angelic Tendencies

Oof, MC x Simeon hits just right, especially in their Celestial Realm outfits. What could Simeon possibly be showing MC on his phone? Sigh, I can't help but let my imagination run wild...

Me: It's a dick pic.

BF: "Hey MC, let's go here!" "Simeon, isn't that a Celestial Realm love hotel?!"

Why are we such heathens, this is not wholesome... HAHAHA!!!

Avoidance

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

Devildom OC writing drabble, dumping it here.  

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.

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. 

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

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