jblinus

Welcome back, everyone! As promised, I am starting on my next writing project(s). Now, some of you may be familiar with this story; as you can see by the title, "The Order of Sparda" belongs to Clairavance. She is a spectacular writer; one whom I owe the inspiration of some of my own works to. In fact, there are a few writers in the DMC universe I owe a great deal of my muse to, but Clairavance is certainly high on that list. Unfortunately, for one reason or another, she lost steam for this particular work somewhere part way through the thirteenth chapter. Originally, we intended to collaborate, but when she asked me if I would like to contin

Many male otakus had, well, a thing for girls wearing cute outfits. The stereotypical Japanese outfits. First, there was the every so classical maid. The wearer should fit the personality. Elegant, yet tough. Soft spoken, but also confident. Yes, a woman that could walk with confidence was always a plus. The short skirts was a good thing, too. Nurses were meant for the cute girls with the shy boy. It always worked. Always. It didn't matter. Look at Okumura-kun. He was a lucky young man. Now, girls in a cat- no, neko costume was for the most daring and loud lady. She better be prepared to be hit by a tackle and pool of nose blood. And tissu

Chapter 79 Loki stood under the great gold arch erected for this occasion. Guests filled the garden chairs and stared at him. Loki fiddled with his tux, when were you coming out? Thor gave Loki's shoulder a gentle squeeze. The scene was set, Odin stood in the middle waiting to marry his Jotun son to a Midgardian woman, Loki stood  on the right, an anxious groom waiting for his bride, and Thor stood beside him the happy and excited best man. Then the music began, a slow traditional Asgardian marriage number. First came out your best friend and only bridesmaid. She took her place on the left. Then everyone stood to face you. Loki's breath ca