I Highly Admire Writers . . .

I highly admire writers . . .

who are able to focus on their works long enough to produce genuine stories. I always second guess the quality of my efforts, and it causes me to simply just write blurbs or drabbles. I don't dislike the way I write necessarily. I just wish I was able to form more solidified thoughts and express them properly

I may plan to write more of random thoughts on this blog, since my content is typically from my queue

Barbatos could be so attractive...

Barbatos from Obey Me could be so fucking attractive. And he is in the cards Not just him, but most of the cast. Like they all have such good designs that are accentuated in a lot of their cards

(ignore the quality)

But look at them! They're so pretty and it's so fun to admire! Then...there's their sprites in the main gameplay.

I can't take them seriously...

"Place your bets

with Overblotees"

“I bet on losing dogs”

Perceived as laying all your eggs in one basket, so to speak. Even without confidence of your chosen competitor winning, you want to believe hopelessly that they will not fail you.

Of course you’re typically well aware of their failure before the race begins. You’d hear others make remarks about how naive it is to place your bets on such a pathetic excuse of a runner, all in hushed voices.

But it’s hope, or maybe delusion that pushes you to cheer on the sidelines.

But a losing dog is only that, a loser. It will always fail you. So stop convincing yourself otherwise.

"I don't ever wanna leave

with Jade Leech"

He despised the feeling of skin on skin. Few individuals were aware of this fact. In fact, it was just you and him and maybe his brother.

So, you never initiated any form of physical contact that wasn't with cloth on cloth. From your uniforms rubbing against each other on meeting, or his gloved hand holding yours. That was as far as either of you cared to tread.

But when the two of you were sleeping at your dorm, he shed his layers. Lean figure outlined in the dim lit room. "Jade, what's going on?"

He seemed to be pondering something when he moved closer to you. "I want to experiment with something, if you'd indulge me." Seeing you remain unfazed, he decided to move forward with his intention. "I'd like for you to shed your clothing as I had, leaving only what you deem necessary."

It was blunt and surprising, as most things said by your lover. But you complied, leaving on what you weren't okay with revealing. And he nodded thoughtfully when you described as much.

"Do not fret over my opinion or perception. it will not waver over your body, I assure you." With an earnest smile, he took another step closer. You could smell the hint of sand and salt in the close proximity.

Just as you were ready to question his idea of a test, he grabbed your shoulders, looking in your face for discomfort. When he spotted no such thing, he continued to pull you closer. Nearly bare bodies pressed together, he tensed up.

"Jade, I don't want you to force yourself to do something you're not ready for." He shook his head on your shoulder, trying to will his body to relax.

It was frustrating, to want to always hold you like this, but feel nauseated at the concept of it. "If you could, I would like to ask a favor. Please embrace me as you would normally. Arms around my torso."

You complied with hesitance and slowly, at what felt like an agonizing pace, his shoulders sunk more. His head fell into yours, and he seemed to relax. Genuine comfort appeared evident in his tighter grip.

"I'd like to practice this more, if that's alright with you. I enjoy the closeness to you, dear."

"Flufftober 2024 (Feelings)

with Jade Leech"

"You looked lonely, so I figured you needed a friend," was your response when he asked why you insisted on staying in the lounge after hours.

There was no malice in his voice, just drowsiness. His shoulders were more slumped than usual. You wanted nothing more than to offer assistance with cleaning up, but you knew it wouldn't do. The ever independent Jade Leech despised relying on others, much less the idea of owing them.

It was a tiring evening, you'd gathered. All the other students were permitted the chance to return to their rooms. All but the twins, and Floyd had already slithered off to go lay down. Jade never stopped anyone from leaving him to deal with these messes.

Scanning the lounge, it all looked fine. As expected from the moray, not a speck of filth remained. So why did he stay? He knew you were fully capable of walking yourself back to your dorm.

He looked exhausted while attempting to hold his smile. "I certainly hope that isn't pity I detect in your tone. I could find out quite-," but you did the unthinkable.

"I'd like to hug you, Jade. Is that okay?"

You caught him off guard.

"Ah- pardon?" His eyes no longer held their dreary appearance. They were blown wide.

But you kept going, with your uncomforting honestly. Like a barrage of attacks. "It's okay if not. But you appear exhausted, and I'd like to be here for you." His heart was racing at an abnormal rate. "I'm sure my feelings for you are obvious, so I'm not concerned with that. I just can't have you dying on me before I know how you feel."

Oh dear. Were human's faces meant to get this warm?

"My, you could stop anyone's heart with such carelessness. Or have your own trampled. Do you have such little regard for rejection?" He was hoping to turn the situation around on you. Like a last ditch effort. But it failed.

"Is that a no?"

"I...don't recall saying that."

"Flufftober 2024 (Night Walk)

with Lilia Vanrouge"

Malleus wasn't there to accompany you on your typical nightly walk, which didn't bother you all that much. It certainly didn't prevent you from enjoying the crisp autumn wind on your skin. Even the little goosebumps that littered your arms brought a sense of comfort.

"It's quite chilly for you, don't you think?" A smile graced your lips at his attempt to scare you. Lilia, of course.

You'd taken a liking to the fae, even despite his insistence that he's only by your side to keep you out of trouble. It's endearing, how he seems to be by your side any moment you figure you're by yourself.

Turning to face him, you held out your hand. "Would you like to join me?" He chuckled at the sight. You weren't afraid of him. You never appeared to be. "Perhaps you can keep me warm."

You'd be a fool to overlook the smirk that spread over his features. The look you've grown to adore from him. One full of mischief.

"How intriguing you are, [name]. Not afraid of an old bat like me in the slightest. I'd fall for your advances if I wasn't so familiar with your tactics." He didn't take your outstretched hand, instead walking around you, following the trail you seemed set on following. "But, I suppose I can indulge this once."