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Sariel stands outside of Dan’s Dangos, tail swaying softly before stepping inside and looking around, the bell above the door ringing as she enters.   “Hello? Is anyone here?” She called, her ears slightly twitching when she heard the sound of a really loud hammer coming from a room in the back.    Following the noise, Sariel ended up in a very spacio...

“Good afternoon Hops, hopefully I’m not too late?” Ilar says, making his way over to the bar hands in his pockets. “Nope, you’re just in time!” Hops replies, smiling softly as she puts the cup she was cleaning away. before giving Ilar her full attention. “So, have you decided what drink you’d like to try making today?” Hops asked, her tail swaying behind her as she began to grab all the containers she would need. “Out of all the drinks I was considerin...

Sariel stands in front of a large building with a sign reading, “The Dollhouse” on it. Standing off to the side were two police buns along with two guard buns.  Hearing about everything that happened she wasn’t really surprised by the extra security, honestly she was grateful for it.  Taking a deep breath she makes her way inside, eyes widening as she takes everythi...

Sariel stood in the middle of her room, looking around as her tail idly swayed behind her, humming softly as she placed her fingers together to make a square and looked between them, scanning the room, tilting her head from side to side, stepping back and forth every now and then and restarting the process.   “Where do you think the shrine should go, Calibri?” Sariel asked, humming softly as she placed her...

Fatima sighed as she lay awake in her bed, staring up at the ceiling, clutching her Oleander plush. She did manage to sleep for a few hours but something suddenly woke her up.  She wasn’t sure what it was but something felt a bit… off and trying to fall back asleep had become a chore, so there she lay, thoughts running rampant in her head.  Rolling onto her side, Fati...

“Let’s see, do I have everything ready?” Fatima asks herself, looking over the multiple trays sitting on the counter, tail swaying behind her as she grabs her list off the table, glancing at it then at the snacks, double checking just in case.   “I wonder if I baked too many…” She says, tapping her chin and tilting her head curiously.   As Fatima...

“Please! You guys have to come with me to the Church!” Fatima exclaimed, standing in the middle of the room as she glanced between Ilar and Mimic, tears falling from her eyes. She sniffled and wiped them away, only to be replaced with more tears. “I don’t… want to be the only one who didn’t go…”    ...

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Fatima asks, standing outside with Mimic, holding a box in her hands. “Yes. Yes I am. Besides, everybody else is celebrating too and what better way to celebrate than to have a small party with friends and homemade goods?” Mimic replied,holding a few boxes in her arms. “I suppose, but are you sure he’s home?” Fatima asks cur...

Fatima sighs as she flops backwards onto her bed at the temple, taking care of  baby succubuns was a bit exhausting but it was worth it.  Turning over in bed, she glances at her stuffed animals, grabbing a doll with long blonde hair and red eyes, holding it close as she strokes its hair, a warm smile spreading across her face, gently stroking its cheek. Sighing contently ...

“Are you sure you’re feeling up to this?” Ilar asks, wrapping his arms around Mimic’s waist, laying his chin on her shoulder as he holds her close; planting kisses along her shoulder. “I’m fine Ilar. You worry too much, beloved.” Mimic answered, reaching up and placing her hand on his cheek, gently running her thumb over it. “Besides, I have a suppressant on, remember? I’ll be perfectly fine.” ...

Mimic paces back and forth through the living room, tail whipping back and forth as if she’s mildly agitated. Ilar had long since gone to work after the two of them had breakfast and everything was fine but now- now something was bothering her and she had no idea what it was. The heat suppressant on her neck would tingle now and then, but what was nagging at her felt completel...

As Fatima’s relaxing on the couch with Frank and Robin, there’s a knock at her door.  “I wasn’t expecting anyone today…” She says, standing up and making her way over, opening to find a mail succubun holding a bouquet of flowers. “Good morning Ma’am! Is this the residence of one Fatima Fontaine?” The mailbun asks. ...

“Mmm, good morning beautiful.” Ilar says groggily, his brownish gray eyes landing on the Succubun beside him, a blush forming on her face already. “Were you staring at me all morning?”     “Good morning beloved and, maybe. What are you gonna do about it huh?” Mimic asks, staring into her lovers eyes.     Ilar chuckled softly then leaned in captured her l...