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Lydia took a deep breath, steeling her nerves; she was not used to going on dates, much less blind dates. She made sure to make it on time, but she hadn’t seen the other Succubun she’d been set up with… oh, she really hoped she wasn’t being stood up. Making one more cursory glance at her wrist watch, she checked the time. Fortunately, it didn’t take terribly long for the other Succubun to arrive. Lydia already had a table ready, and she stood up to gre...

"Care to take a nap~? There's always room for others~" Dexter stood at the entrance to Shibani's pillow pile, to much reluctance, that was. He hadn't slept well or at all for days, haunted by nightmares of his past, and this was a last ditch effort to try and get some sleep. He sighed, kneeling down after taking his boots off to join him in the pile. He immediately noticed how soft all the pillows were, it was almost as if he was sinking into a cloud... Shibani yawned as Dexter ...

"Heehee, heehee hee....More, MORE!! More offerings to the great Poppy so you can see a year of great luck~~!! Heehaha!!!" Poppy's cackling filled the cave as she stood below a broken torii, orange flames lighting the space behind her and casted an ominous shadow against her followers. They came up, pleaded for a year of good luck and blessings, and gave her an offering. She gave them a swift, "Thank you for your offering!" and sent them on their way. Little did they know, though, that ...

In the Church of Sulfur, there resides a plentiful garden of roses out behind it, why wouldn't there be? Though, who took care of these flowers remained a mystery. When it came time, usually during the Matentine's season, all the roses bloomed beautifully with large, crimson petals, and always came well equipped with large thorns. The caretaker of such flowers also shared such a trait. Hildegard came out in the dead of night, or whenever buns usually slept as to not notify anyone of he...