MYO-2867: ︎ Limon

Varrik knew something was off the second he crossed the threshold into The Daily Grind to Limon leaning on the counter from behind the register and looking unusually serious. Not only that but Damien and his bodyguards were at a closer table instead of their usual secluded table. Vadim seemed tense just from the unusual sight and Viscili raised an eyebrow at Limon only for her to simply request for their orders. No explaination. Not yet. Vadim swiped a sip from his flask as they all placed th...

It was almost spring and flowers had just begun to bloom, their sweet scent filling the air. The breeze was cool, but not too cold. He stood at the entrance of the park, waiting for his date to show up. He had tied his hair and ears up so they would not be too in the way, though passerbys wondered how he could see behind his bangs. Over his black shirt, which had holes pinned shut by safety pins, he wore a tattered jean jacket. He wore the tag on his horn as he ...

Ione absolutely hated it when matentines came around cause it meant increase in pure stupidity they and their employees had to face daily at The Daily Grind. They had set up a large sign in the front window several days prior that required patrons to use supressments before entering as to avoid breaking the cafe's rules, and a small landline phone had been set up near the window for them to place orders with some ease. Ione themselves were struggling with adjusting their dose of their ...

Ione sighed softly as they wiped sweat off their forehead after putting the breakfast casserole into the oven. Reaching back to redo their high ponytail, they swiftly turned it into half ponytail half bun to keep their hair off their shoulders then stretched arms out with quiet popping noises. Clicking their tongue, the gluttony turned around to pull a notebook off a high shelf before leaning against the counter as they leafed through the pages until they reached the desired page. ...

“I cannot believe that you actually signed me up for those stupid dating services!” “Oh come on, you do need to get out and make some new friends, Ione!” Limon laughed as she finished up Ione’s hair braids and stepped back as Ione got to their hooves. “You’re sure you don’t want to be in something nicer?” The smaller doll asked while eying Ione’s outfit ...

"Fucking hell, Limon. Why am I here??" Ione stared at their best friend outside a flower shop, a leg twitching with desire to thump in annoyance, however their tail made it evident their level of annoyance with their quick thrashing about. Limon took few steps back, hands up placatingly and smiling sheepishly"I need help....Getting Teddy some flowers...You do have some knowledge....And-" "I'm not buying Varrik any flowers!" Ione snapped."Yet." Limon pouted and Ione g...

Somehow for whatever fucking reason Ione still couldn't come up with, they had been invited by and forcefully dragged along with their best friend and partner, Limon and Varrik to go drinking with some of others from Shadow Syndicate.Really it was more so Ione could keep an eye on Limon who had considerably lower tolerance compared to Ione. Someone had to keep the citrusy lust in line after all. Much to Ione's chagrin, they had been immediately ditched at the bar entrance with a ...

With plenty of orders, Feleli was easily kept busy with his fashion career, whipping something erotic, sexy and/or suggestive for his customers as well as specifically tailored outfits for his higher class customers who paid extremely well for them. The tentacled bun easily met lot of fuck buddies through his shop. He and Limon had met and became fast friends through one of Damien's many clubs, and she easily commissioned several clubbing pieces from him much to his amusement. There we...

If anyone asked Ione how they got into a relationship with Varrik especially when they were quite different, Ione would look fairly annoyed while Limon easily intervened with "Oh yeah that was kind of a slow burn. Cute through!" that easily had the taller doll lightly smacking the back of her head with a soft yet sharp "Shush, woman." Really, if this story is to be told it has to go back to the day Limon brought Varrik in along with Viscili and Vadim to Ione's cafe; Daily Grind. ...

It was a thankfully quiet day with patrons coming in and sticking around to either study, relax or do some work of their own. That had generously allowed Ione the precious time to be in the kitchen whipping some tasty food up to sell. They stretched out their limbs only to pause at the sounds of a familiar voice ordering something and came out of kitchen to see a certain crystal greed doll who seemed...nervous? He was standing next to a slightly taller prideful doll who Ione did not recognize...