MYO-8320: Edie ♡

Quince wasn’t used to feeling this anxious, ever really, but especially not when it came to her baked goods. She’s a professional, for goodness sake, and a talented one to boot. These feelings felt as though they were a chip in the boisterous, proud armor she wore every day. The doubt had seeped in so much so, that even as she stood over her stove and double boiler, melting down chocolate, she has considered just going to a chocolatier and simply buying an array of sweets instead. Sure, t...

It was more and more often lately, that Edie had been finding herself wandering back to the Church of Sulfur. She had never been particularly faithful, per se, but there is something about the other succubuns that devote themselves to the demons of Burrowgatory, that Edie finds fascinating. This concept of devotion, the ever burning flame in their hearts, fidelity a red hot iron, unquenchable by temptation. She desired it, maybe not exactly the same, but there was something captivating about ...