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With the all too familiar scowl etched into Primrose’s expression and his constant prattling on about the gardens, Blush was more than happy to leave the embassy on an errand. He even imagined he must have ran back down into the burrows, the comforting weight of his hooves when they touched the streets of his home. If this is what Primrose thought of filth, then Blush reveled in what that pompous cherubun thought and welcomed the dirt to stain his pink fur. A thousand lifetimes in th...

Under the shade of lush green plants and the ever presence aroma of flowers, Blush was certain he had never felt so miserable in his entire life. A true testament to his willpower that he could be upset in a greenhouse garden that was on the edge of the most beautiful place he has ever been. He was beginning to regret his decision to return to this faux heavenly place and especially for thinking he had the stomach to touch the seeds that came from the heavenly meadow. Blush did ...

Tucked away in a colorful room, painted with clouds and rainbows, two baby buns laid side by side. The purple bun was Michel and the other blue, Cero, a contrast to each other as they practically cuddled together. Their heads were smooth and hornless, with cutely curled spade tipped tails beneath them. This pair were an inseparable pair of littermates, often unable to calm down without the other beside them. They slept together, they eat together, they even cried together when only one...

Between rows of baby bottles and a floor half-hazardously askew with toys, Blush felt almost smothered in his nun attire. He would be forever graceful that he was at least given a pink outfit, he would have withered away if he had been forced to wear black. “Remind me again why I have to dress like this? Would my priestly robe have not done the same,” he huffed, gently rocking a baby bun in his arms. Mercy only smiled, they seemed almost amused by the question. “Nuns work ...

Under the soft lights of the Bunnery, next to empty baskets and old bottles, Blush stood uncertain. He didn’t not find himself here often and there was a level of unnerve he felt being here. Like he didn’t belong. Truly Blush didn’t like to seek Mercy here, instead havung always tried to run into them during their walks around the church. But today, he didn’t want any prying ears or to be caught unaware by the head priest. And while it was not that Blush thought he could...

Under the colorful lights of stained glass windows, Blush stood with his back to the Church of Sulfur’s entrance. His expression hidden from anyone that would part the doors and seek the church’s comfort or its wisdom. If asked, Blush would not hesitate to describe himself as a devoted priest and in all of these years past, he gave everything to his beliefs. Everything he could to praise Murmur and the demons that cared for his species. He worked tirelessly to preach to his succubu...

On the outskirts of the city, on the very edge of Burrowgatory society, lay the Heavenly Embassy on a bed of clouds. Awash in shining light and an all together dizzying array of gold and white, Blush began to regret his decision so step foot in holy ground. Or rather, as holy as one could find deep in the burrows. At first, he argued with himself that as a priest of the Church of Sulfur, it was both his duty and responsibility to find out more about the cherubuns that might one day see...

If prompted, Sugar would deny spending hours upon hours making the perfect Matentines chocolates. Hours spent remaking them when they didn’t taste good enough or when they didn’t look up to his standard. He refused to even accept the fact he stressed over them, refused to even acknowledge that he worked himself to the bone because he wanted to impress his boyfriend. Try as he might however, Sugar had to admit to himself that he wanted them to be flawless because he wanted Creme to ...

With a few sprigs of lilies of the valley, a hand full of lavendar roses and a few clusters of pink hydrangeas, Spice lovingly adjusted her bouquet. She was feeling a touch shy about her choice of flowers, hoping that she wasn’t being too obvious. Lilies of the valley for happiness, lavender roses for love at first sight and pink hydrangeas for her sincerely. It was the kind of arrangement she worried over making for weeks and even agonizing over given all flowers weren’t something...

   Jubilee only came to church for 2 reasons: Sex and the occasional "confession" to the priest Oleander. Which often resulted in the former. During Matentines, the church became one of her favorite spots to run into new contacts. She met some of her future roommates, friends, enemies and various fantastic explicit encounters through using the dating service until it closed. If it weren't for this, she imagined she'd be content sleeping and filling her gut with cake until ...

Even bundled under thick blankets, Minerva felt cold. The kind of cold that settled too deeply in her skin, making her body prickly with aches and pains as her chest rattled with another wet sounding cough. She pressed her face against her pillow, a low groan escaping her as she tried to settle down. She wasn’t sure how long it’s been since she woke up and she nearly broke out into a run to the bathroom to retch up last night’s dinner. She still felt that familiar tightness in he...

The lights were dim, almost softly flickering, as Blush walked through the familiar hall of the Church of Sulfer. There were numerous decorations for Matentines strung up on the walls and if he aid attention, he could even smell a hint of something floral. In front of him were the table sets for the blind dating service. ...