#fall fun

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Enjoy my cute little unhinged nonbinary witch named Sucre. They'd love a sweet thing like you oh so much!

It's been hard adjusting to the city, but you've got a new job and a halfway decent apartment so that's a win.

You wish people would be kinder to you as the small town you grew up in was very friendly and tight knit. Here you've been given the cold shoulder.

The city you live in is always covered with gray clouds. You were walking home from work which meant today of all days it started pouring down rain.

You ran into the nearest open door to wait out the rain and look around to see a beautiful and colorful place with bubble gum pink walls and vibrant displays of confections that made you drool.

A bubbly person with pink hair that went down to their shoulders greets you happily finding you a blanket and sit you in their back room.

They introduce themselves as Sucre with the lovely light French accent and offer you a lemon drop on the house.

When you suck on it you find it's an incredible balance of sweet and tart, a warm feeling washes over you and you find that you and your clothes are completely dry.

You and Sucre talk for hours while laughing and enjoying each other's company, when it stops raining you leave with a pep in your step.

Sucre smiled as they thought about you, you were a delight to be around. Very polite and sweet unlike the sour residents of this town. They were delighted to be able to share a sweet from their special batch, ingredients were hard to find but perhaps it was worth the smile you gave.

You continue to visit Sucre in their little candy shop which was busier when there was no rain. You saw a older woman yelling at the shaking salesman and ran to defend them. It was sweet of you to think they were shaking in fear, but they were positively gleeful about the prospect of turning the sour being into something sweeter.

They feel their heartbeat faster at the thought of you being their sweetheart as the throw an arm into the boiling cauldron of molten sugar. There was a whole lot of heart and soul in each of Sucre's fine cadies and moving to a city meant more sour creatures the world could do without.

Giggling happily the look at the bright pink candy that matched their hair, toffee-colored eyes glistening at the thought of you eating the very woman you protected them from. Their very own knight in shining armor.

Weeks go by and you have been going to the store less as you made your own group of friends and even got a promotion. Life was looking up as you skipped in your candy coat dream world. You share your thoughts and joy with Sucre only for them to look like they ate something sour.

They grinned and congratulated you, but you saw the smile didn't go to their eyes. You place a comforting hand on the cute witch in front of you and smiled gently affirming that you loved them just as much as your friends.

That's not good enough

Don't be surprised when the only one you have left to turn to is the handsome little witch and their magic sweets.

Indulge in their love and forget all your trouble as you sink into their sanguine world of bloody obsession.