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“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...

Ilar sighs contently as he slips into the water of the hot springs, relaxing against a rock as his tail sways, eyes closed as the water warms his fur. His business was going well, lots of new customers had started to show up lately. What he didn’t expect was for some of those customers to be demons.  Why this was weird to him he had no idea but he wasn’t going to compl...

“Uhm, Jackal?” Misty calls, placing their teacup down on the counter that they’re leaning against, their tail wrapping around their leg. “Yeah? What’s the matter?” Jackal turns towards her friend who looks really fidgety right about now. “Are you okay?” “Yes but… I’ve been having dreams… lately.”...

Mimic hummed softly as she sat at her vanity, brushing her hair and styling it into two curly puffs, finishing up but moisturizing her ears as her tail swayed gently, while her spirit motes moved behind her as if they were also trying to look at themselves in the mirror, making the girl laugh softly before reaching up and petting their heads. “I think we look fine, don’t you?” She says, standing and moving towar...

“No! Absolutely not! I refuse to even entertain the notion!” “Oh come on, Fatima! Can you stop being such a goody-two-shoes for once in your life?!” “Jackal, have you lost your mind!? I am ...

“There you are! What took you so long?” Jackal asks, arms crossed as she stared at Fatima with her arms crossed and eyebrow raised. “Sorry but, I thought I would enlist some help.” She says, stepping aside as a brown and white splotched succubun stands behind her with two spirit motes hovering near her head. “Jackal, this is Mimic. Mimic, Jackal. She’s a friend ...

Mimic hummed softly as she opened the door, Bastion immediately ran out of the house and into the yard and through a pile of leaves then turned around and ran over to Mimic, bouncing up and down, making squeaky noises. “You’re so excitable.” She giggled softly then bent over and picked him up, looking around, purple eyes taking in her surroundings as she pet the Pampki. ...

“So, how have things been with you and Velveteen?” Jackal asked, gently nudging Fatima, causing the poor girl to blush profusely. “It’s been going very well. Far better than I would’ve imagined honestly. I’m pretty happy with our arrangement.” “Murmur, I still can’t believ...

Fatima hummed softly as she stood in front of her mirror, straightening out her dress and putting on her nun’s veil when she heard a squeaky bark from beside her, looking down she saw her new Ribbow, Robin, staring up at her. “Good morning Robin! I’m afraid you can’t come with me today.” She says, bending down to pet the Imp’s head....

Fatima stood a few feet away from the confession booth, tail swaying as her face flashed with multiple emotions, brows furrowed in thought. ‘I wonder if this is a good idea. It has to be, right? I was told that confessions don’t have to be anything bad, they can be things you use to get things off your chest. But, do I need that right n...