Ah hello hello once more. It has been such a while. It's been so silent on my end, on all fronts. I do wonder why those with "Supernatural" and "syfy"" and what have you in their verses. Why they never think to reach out to one such as I anymore. You know, for a while, I as an Octopus had troubles. Vast and powerful troubles and, was unable to access this fine quiet space. In short, they had threatened to delete me if I could not validate my email. Which, truth be told I had done so years ago. So why once more? I had no access to this, email and thus one had to change it. Luckily, that was a simple enough task. With a momentary sigh. Will I ever find a wife or three? This one will never know.
I need the souls of a humanity too concerned with its own greed to start roasting over an open pit, marinated in the juices of their own despair. I need new servants, new lesser demon slaves who know how to get sh*t done. I need the throne of Hell itself. Rub that.
"You're the teacher, shouldn't you tell me?" She asked almost teasing yet she was sure she had much to learn of which he was well aware. As their kisses intensified her arms slipped back around his neck letting her fingers gently play around the tips of his hair as her body pressed closer to his.
-A soft smile spread as she heard him laugh but still she didn't know why he laughed- Decided to do something I was trained not to. To feelโฆ so strange. It's once but still. Is it romantic of me? I didn't know I was.
