/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>You're in the middle of history class when the lizardgirl who sits beside you loudly interrupts the professor, gets down on one knee, and declares her undying love for you and her wish to elope immediately.

How do you react?

>>13539939
>You're hanging out with your dragon girlfriend of a few months
>She's incredibly lusty and teasing, but strangely refuses to remove her undershirt at any time and gets nervous whenever you hug her.
>Other than that she's the best thing that ever happened to you
>One day the two of you are walking home from park after a walk
>She has her hand intertwined with yours and her head nestled slightly into your shoulder
>Because of this she fails to see the hole in the sidewalk and falls back onto her wings
>As she meets the concrete a terrible crack rings out from her back.
>Your heart freezes and you rush to call the ambulance, but she immediately stops you telling you she's fine.
>Then you notice the fragments falling from her shirt
>Tiny bits of cardboard and wire all pasted together
>Her pupils shrink when she realizes what you're looking at
>She stutters something unintelligible while trying to stuff the paper mache back into her shirt
>You ask her what's going on and try to get her to stop, but she violently shakes you off and gets to her feet
>After a few half finished explanations and excuses she starts crying and runs off.
>One of her horns falls off as she does, making a clank that resounds through the neighborhood.

Meh, I think I'd rather date a medusa who paints her tail white to look like a shirohebi. Or a hobgoblin who wears cowprint boots and bras and tries to convince men that she's lactating.

>>13534396
>She looked down at her dress for the tenth time that minute. "Does it make me look fat? Will he like the color?" These were only a few of the questions racing through her head as she waited for him to come down from his apartment.

>It only took thirty minutes, but he finally came down to meet her. He was wearing a dashing sweater and sweatpants. The sweater had a dried stain on it, but he probably just didn't notice it. She didn't want to be unpleasant though.

>Her cheeks turned red as she realized that she didn't know how to properly greet him, should she kiss his cheek and hug him? Shake his hand and then hug? Hug and then kiss o-on the l-l-lips?

>Her brain shortcircuited as he opened the door. In a split second decision she decided that it would be best to just follow his lead, even if he didn't want to kiss her.

>Instead he just slumped into the chair and remained silent. Ten seconds turned into half a minute without a single sign that he planned to say hi in any way. "I fucked up." she thought as he scratched his patchy mustache.

>"Uhh..." She jumped in her chair as he spoke for the first time. Did he want a kiss? He probably wanted more than just that after all. Would just groping her tits be alright? Would he want to use a condom or go raw? Did he want to move in with her or did he expect her to move in or maybe-

>"Are you going to drive or not?" He looked at her with bored eyes and pointed at the steering wheel. Her cheeks reddened once more, now in embarrassment and not in lust.

>"S-Sorry haha." She tried her best to smile as she backed away from the parking lot and into the road. Just because it was her first date didn't mean that she'd get laid or anything. She had to be patient.

>The first ten minutes of the drive were punctuated by his complete silence. She wanted to speak and open to him about how happy she was that he wanted to hang out, but she had read online that guys hated clingy girls. human boys digged cool beauties, right?