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In the kitchen of the Heavenly Embassy, surrounded by the sharp floral scent of ambrosia, Lapis anxiously stared at the large boiling pot in front of him. It would have been one thing to worry about making ambrosia as a process, but he could feel the familiar eyes of Primrose practically at his shoulder. Even with all the work they have done to get to this point, Lapis couldn’t shake that feeling that he had done something wrong in the eyes of his fellow cherubun. No matter where the...

If there was one bun, in all of the burrows, that knew how to party until she regretted everything in the morning, then that was the lead singer of The Fifth Circle, the one and only Minerva. She spent all of Mochi Moon drinking and eating to her heart’s content, but as she lazily slept on her bed, waking up every now and then, her body realized she was going to have one hell of a day getting back to normal. Especially when every time that she opened her eyes, her head split and she ...

With a plate piled high with Mochi Moon mochi and a spring in her step, Spice sat down at a table across from a familiar face. A face she only recognized after she stuffed three mochi in her mouth at once. She choked slightly, pointing her finger wildly before she managed to swallow. “Dan!” The mochi maker gave her a blank look, before he exhaled softly and decided to ignore her display. From what Dan knew of Spice, this was the least surprising way he could have met her aga...

Under the darkened ceiling of the burrows, in between snow drifts and streetlights, two dolls stood side by side. The shorter one looked up, his skin breaking out into goosebumps as he trembled in place on their quiet street. Damien groaned, burying his hands in his pockets as he tucked his chin down, “Fuck! It’s cold, why are we out here?” Andre scoffed gently, taking off his own jacket to wrap snuggly around his boyfriend, “I already told you, baby, I’m lighting up s...

Somewhere between sewing needles and various patches of fluffy fabric, Quinn finished wrapping what appeared to be a misshaped ball of glittery wrapping paper: barely held together with tape. His boyfriend would be here any minute and he needed to make sure his gift was perfect. A box probably would have been a better fit instead of wrapping the gift itself, but Quinn thought that gave it character. He nearly let out a shriek when his front door opened with a sudden swing, bringing in ...

Snuggled under two blankets, warmed by the heater in the corner of their room, Andre and Damien cuddled to the tune of their tv playing a holiday themed romcom. Damien snickered loudly, hiding his giggles against his boyfriend’s shoulder. “How do they always make new trashy winter romcoms each year? The plots are the same for every movie! Oh no you’re a city bun that’s broke down in the burrows’ country and there a farmer bun just conveniently around to help you. Bam now you�...

There was the sound of rambunctious laughter, loud as Minerva threw back her head, barely caught by Andre as he shoved her back on her feet. The pair had been drinking at a nearby bar and as they stumbled through the frosty streets, they heard the soft sound of singing. Minerva gave Andre a confused look, trying to gauge if he heard the same, before she jumped him by the shoulder and stopped him herself. “You hear that?,” She muttered, tilting her head, “Who’s singing ou...

In between posters of rockstars and scribbled sticky notes, Lapis balanced precariously on the back of Syd’s couch with a wreath in his hands. There wasn’t many places that the band got together without the paparazzi also finding out, so Lapis decided to spend his time decorating the apartment he shared with his band’s drummer. What had begun as a temporary housing endeavor quickly became Lapis’ new home, if only because he dreaded the thought of living with any of the other ba...

There was something unsettling about the dark hallway he walked through, even with skin now pallid and cold, it stretched its fingers over his eyes until he found himself too happy to stumble into the dim light of the vampiric court. No matter how many eyes looked over him, Red would always walk towards the light. Something he imagined he wouldn’t tell other vampires, not when so many seemed too happy to delve into their shadows and mysteries. Even Red’s creator, Islwyn had his sha...

Under the warm light of the Heavenly Embassy’s greenhouse windows, Lapis sighed softly to himself as he fixed a pair of garden gloves over his hands. He didn’t mind planting seeds or watering them, but he was worried he might ruin a flower if he wasn’t careful enough and from the look Primrose was giving him, there was a chance he could. “Are you sure I should help with this part Primrose?” Lapis asked, his voice on the edge of anxiety. Primrose scoffed, “I wo...

When someone has been thrust into many a terrible situation of their own making, they may find themselves justifying each poor choice they’ve made. Each cause and effect, each consequence that bleed into more irresponsibility: their misplaced innocence. For Red, he claimed he had no choice at all. No matter what he has done or welcomed to be done, he would never accept having a part to play in his own misfortune. Even as he laid on his worn mattress, his eyes swimming as black encroa...

With a long lecture still ringing in his ears, Lapis stumbled through the Heavenly Embassy's halls and out the front door, his arms straining from the weight of the large coffee bean bag he carried. He should be grateful for the chance to get away from the gardens. Primrose had given him quite the earful earlier and it had continued on for hours, all because Lapis’ headphones came loose and his phone happened to play at full volume one of The Fifth Circle’s more… explicit songs....

Across the never-ending stretch of streetlight dotted sidewalks, Red wondered aimlessly. His heels loud against the unsettling quiet, a repetitive click that echoed throughout the street. His tail was curled loosely around one of his thighs: an afterthought of comfort under the darkened ceiling of the burrows. The world blurred around him, a narrow tunnel of walking forward, even as his legs began to ache. He could hear nothing. Eventually, Red stumbled over the steps of the Chu...