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Hutch placed an imp in Syrup's hand. He stares down at it, blinking, unimpressed. The creature itself was… cute enough. Its body was solid black, enough so that it lost definition of form, like any beginning and end of its edges were just… blob. The main blob of the imp, however, was a warm round circle. From there, its body folded back, making a cute puffy shape like a little ribbon. Syrup had to consider if Peter had ever thought of using trained Ribbows on his creations. A dress walkin...

This year has been a particular hell for one priest. It feels to him like he's spent the entirety of it dressed up in one way or another. One season he's being squeezed into a frilly pink apron and tight underthings, the next he's laced into a nun's robe instead of his usual very clean and sophisticated corset and priest's garb, packed up in multiple layers of sweaters, or wobbling around uncomfortably in a Halloween costume. This evening, Mercy has successfully wrangled him into a proper sui...

Dutchess was, unfortunately, hoping to have someone at her SIDE for this evening. All of her other wealthy friends had gone out of their way to secure a plus one, or even a plus two - ah, Murmur knows, she'd heard talk that her rival in attention had gone as far to secure a plus two! With as little tolerance as she has, this news, of course, left Dutchess standing in the corner of her burrow huffing about how unfair life was and how SHE deserves to have several pretty buns hanging off of her ...

Lights, glitz, and glamor are perfectly suited to a woman with the sensibilities of a one Miss Dutchess. Setting aside the fact that there are no proper royalty in the burrowgatory, Dutchess has made it her mission to seek the lifestyle of a princess, no matter what. Finery and golden things are not merely enough for her - the attention, admirers, and renown that comes with such...

Things were bad enough for Kuro as it is. He had no intentions of joining the festivities this year - or ANY year, really. He doesn't dance. He doesn't drink. He doesn't like crowds. He DOESN'T like fancy outfits. Yet… here he is. Forced into a suit by Mercy, Kuro stands stiff and tall. He doesn't look awkward, considering his usual uniform consists of a corset and dress pants, but he does look uncomfortable, ...

Syrup doesn’t actually mind crowds, for all that his reserved manners may seem to indicate otherwise. As much as he enjoys a relaxing day at home, wrapped in the legs of his current temporary lover or sprawled across the lap of the old doll he got to pamper him for that week, there simply ARE no lovers and there ARE no sugar bunnies if one does not go out and network for them....

"What is your favorite flower?""Mmh...?" Syrup rolls over onto their back. Above them, Peter stands, a line of thread held in his hand and a blue ribbon pinched between his teeth. As far as sources of money goes, Syrup tends to find partners that are both willing to give themselves physically and with their pockets. Peter is paying for his meals this week - as well as giving him a nice, comfortable studio to sleep in. In exchange. Syrup is using the unique parts of his bo...