Barbatos Could Be So Attractive...

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...

"Lulled into rest

with Lilia Vanrouge"

He swore he'd never fall for any human. It would only bring sorrow and misfortune, should he lose you. Besides, you simply couldn't grasp the gravity of a situation with a fae lover.

Yet, he still stared, mesmerized.

Silver was fast asleep in the commons of the Diasomnia dorm with his lap. He was completely relaxed as you lulled a soft melody. If he had human ears, there's no way he'd be able to hear such a quiet and serene song.

He'd only ever witnessed such a peaceful rest from his son while in his own arms. So why? Why did you have this effect?

He heard a soft chuckle behind him and recognized immediately that Malleus was behind him. "Have you noticed? They are trying to earn their place in our family. They have everyone under their spell, despite having no magic."

The shorter of the two went rigid.

Everyone? Under a mere human's spell?

"Even Sebek is at ease in their presence, so why is it that you're so guarded, Lilia? Are you perhaps.." he bit his tongue, "scared?"

Yes, he was. Very

I heard this song come on my recommended and I just couldn't help but think of Lilia Vanrouge

"How to care

with Riddle Rosehearts"

Sitting in his dorm room, trying to fulfill his nightly routine, regret was evident from the slight tremble in his fingertips. It typically happened at the first sign of agitation.

As he replayed all that happened in his head, he couldn't identify the cause for his unrest. The only eventful result from this day was the fact that you both had chosen to split up. But why would that bother him? He was the one who claimed he'd prefer to be alone to focus on academics.

Maybe it was your demeanor that haunted his body. How conflicted you appeared. It wasn't like you were shocked, at least you didn't show it. It was more akin to acceptance, or the struggle to accept the current circumstances.

"If that's what would be best, I won't stop you from leaving," you paused briefly before continuing again, "but I won't be here waiting for you to choose to play that role again."

A curt nod was all you received before he turned on his heels and left you on the steps leading to ramshackle.

He didn't feel much after the interaction until he got back into his dorm. More irritable and agitated, most of his dorm appeared to avoid him actively. That was fine. He'd be fine. He always was.

"She doesn't give a damn about me

with Vil Schoenheit"

"He doesn't even know who I am," you sunk into Epel's shoulder. He would've shoved you off, but in front of the other students at lunch he was forced to maintain his soft demeanor. "I mean- I can see why, but still! I'm a catch I think!"

Ace snickered at your clear swooning and frustration for the housewarden of pomefire. He was deemed untouchable by most of the student body. Aside from you.

Unbeknownst to any of you, that's what tipped him off to you.

He watched out of the corner of his eye, the way you pouted towards your friends. It was as if you had no shame for your image. Don't say that's your intention. It was so clear that everyone in that cafeteria could hear you, yet you acted oblivious.

"HUH???"

He winced a little at the startling volume of your shriek. Sevens, had he already made a mistake? All he's done so far was ask you to attend a simple ball with him.

Quick to recover his composure, he took your hand. "I believe you heard my inquiry. A simple yes or no would do." You stared in disbelief. He was perplexed how, even in his presence, you had little regard for your appearance.

Then again, maybe your lack of care around him was what drew him to you. Being treated like another person, rather than some untouchable force.

Guys...

No clue if anyone else made this correlation, but I'm in shambles

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