/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>8544856
blame my shitty decisions and mori going down today

I want to make Ina a mother!

Your head aches as you gradually stir to consciousness. It's more than just your head that hurts: you feel like you've been slammed into a concrete wall by a semi. Withdrawal symptoms, you quickly deduce through the pain. You try to open your eyes but a thick layer of gunk keeps them sealed, and you groan quietly pain. Your voice sounds jagged and dry. Ears ringing...sweating. You feel like you're dying. You process the turning of a chair as a soft 'wah!' fills your ears. Something within you clicks on when you hear it. Calm washes over you in a wave of dizziness and nausea, and pain is replaced with anticipation. It won't hurt for much longer.

"Oh, you're up." Ina remarks. You barely wrench your eyes open enough to see her leaning over her chair, smirking at you. "And you look like you slept hard. Come here."

Weakly, you attempt to roll over to face her better, but you barely make it part way before pain shoots through your sternum, causing you to groan and relent. Ina frowns for a moment but quickly cheers back up as she leans forward just a bit more. Swathes of tentacles slowly grasp at your limbs, wrapping themselves around your arms and legs before gripping your torso properly. With a huff of concentration, you're lifted up off the bed and brought forward. You aren't sure when Ina became this...strong? Maybe you're just lighter than you used to be. Something about this feels off. Brought face to face with the priestess, she leans in, giving you a soft kiss as a tentacle teasingly snakes its way up your torso. Your body burns in excitement as the tip of it stops in front of your face.

"You need your medicine, don'tcha?" She asks teasingly. You nod furiously in excitement, much to her delight. "Ask nicely, like a good boy."
"Please..." You cough out. Speaking hurts. "P-Please, Ina...I love you..."

Satisfied with your answer, the tentacle before you begins to...spasm and swell, swinging intimidatingly from side to side. Ina's face flushes as she huffs, idly toying with one of the appendages on her head as if it were hair, giving you an almost amorous look. You know where this is going. At the tip of the tentacle, a thick, black droplet begins to form, almost resembling something like a small water balloon. Your mouth opens instinctively as another tentacle slowly wraps its way around your neck, squeezing you softly as Ina eyes you, running her tongue over her upper lip. The liquid seems to swirl and pulse with odd colors. Oil on water. It's unnatural...hypnotic, almost. Something within you recoils in horror. But you *need* this. It makes the pain go away...

"Here...don't waste a drop of it, okay? It's special..."

Carefully, the tentacle positions itself just above your open mouth as your pupils shrink to pinpricks, hyper-focused on the package it carries. Slowly, it lowers itself into your mouth, and as soon as the droplet makes contact with your tongue, you convulse. An involuntary moan of pleasure slips from your lips as your brain is crashed into the ground from a flood of dopamine. Ina worms the limb in and out of your mouth carefully, panting as she watches your reactions. The pains in your body wash away as your vision clears...almost becoming sharper, colors seeming brighter. You feel light. You feel...an immense amount of pleasure, as Ina's tentacles continue to squeeze and writhe over your exposed skin, the one in your mouth continuing to softly piston, secreting more of Ina's 'medicine' into your mouth as you groan. Oh, God, it feels so good...but beneath it all, something inside of you is...terrified. Fighting for a moment against the sensation, your brain racks. When was the last time you went outside? What day is it? What month, even? All you can remember is...this, and even then it's blurry. You gag as the tentacle tickles the back of your throat expectantly, breaking you out of your train of thought.

"Th-That's a good boy...keep drinking..." Ina practically gasps. You feel an appendage slither towards your waistband. The thoughts of before fade away as you sink back into a comfortable, pleasured haze. "Juuust like that...I'll take care of you as long as you need..."

Your head aches as you gradually stir to consciousness. It's more than just your head that hurts: you feel like you've been slammed into a concrete wall by a semi. Withdrawal symptoms, you quickly deduce through the pain. You try to open your eyes but a thick layer of gunk keeps them sealed, and you groan quietly pain. Your voice sounds jagged and dry. Ears ringing...sweating. You feel like you're dying. You process the turning of a chair as a soft 'wah!' fills your ears. Something within you clicks on when you hear it. Calm washes over you in a wave of dizziness and nausea, and pain is replaced with anticipation. It won't hurt for much longer.

"Oh, you're up." Ina remarks. You barely wrench your eyes open enough to see her leaning over her chair, smirking at you. "And you look like you slept hard. Come here."

Weakly, you attempt to roll over to face her better, but you barely make it part way before pain shoots through your sternum, causing you to groan and relent. Ina frowns for a moment but quickly cheers back up as she leans forward just a bit more. Swathes of tentacles slowly grasp at your limbs, wrapping themselves around your arms and legs before gripping your torso properly. With a huff of concentration, you're lifted up off the bed and brought forward. You aren't sure when Ina became this...strong? Maybe you're just lighter than you used to be. Something about this feels off. Brought face to face with the priestess, she leans in, giving you a soft kiss as a tentacle teasingly snakes its way up your torso. Your body burns in excitement as the tip of it stops in front of your face.

"You need your medicine, don'tcha?" She asks teasingly. You nod furiously in excitement, much to her delight. "Ask nicely, like a good boy."
"Please..." You cough out. Speaking hurts. "P-Please, Ina...I love you..."

Satisfied with your answer, the tentacle before you begins to...spasm and swell, swinging intimidatingly from side to side. Ina's face flushes as she huffs, idly toying with one of the appendages on her head as if it were hair, giving you an almost amorous look. You know where this is going. At the tip of the tentacle, a thick, black droplet begins to form, almost resembling something like a small water balloon. Your mouth opens instinctively as another tentacle slowly wraps its way around your neck, squeezing you softly as Ina eyes you, running her tongue over her upper lip. The liquid seems to swirl and pulse with odd colors. Oil on water. It's unnatural...hypnotic, almost. Something within you recoils in horror. But you *need* this. It makes the pain go away...

"Here...don't waste a drop of it, okay? It's special..."

Carefully, the tentacle positions itself just above your open mouth as your pupils shrink to pinpricks, hyper-focused on the package it carries. Slowly, it lowers itself into your mouth, and as soon as the droplet makes contact with your tongue, you convulse. An involuntary moan of pleasure slips from your lips as your brain is crashed into the ground from a flood of dopamine. Ina worms the limb in and out of your mouth carefully, panting as she watches your reactions. The pains in your body wash away as your vision clears...almost becoming sharper, colors seeming brighter. You feel light. You feel...an immense amount of pleasure, as Ina's tentacles continue to squeeze and writhe over your exposed skin, the one in your mouth continuing to softly piston, secreting more of Ina's 'medicine' into your mouth as you groan. Oh, God, it feels so good...but beneath it all, something inside of you is...terrified. Fighting for a moment against the sensation, your brain racks. When was the last time you went outside? What day is it? What month, even? All you can remember is...this, and even then it's blurry. You gag as the tentacle tickles the back of your throat expectantly, breaking you out of your train of thought.

"Th-That's a good boy...keep drinking..." Ina practically gasps. You feel an appendage slither towards your waistband. The thoughts of before fade away as you sink back into a comfortable, pleasured haze. "Juuust like that...I'll take care of you as long as you need..."

>>4943772
While I agree that there are differences in the averages honestly I got super brain mogged by some women in college, and I considered myself a smart kid, so I don't generalize like that anymore. To dismiss any and all people as inferior to you based on that the group you belong to performs better on average than other groups, just means that if you really believe that, the fall becomes harder once you meet outstanding individuals.
Just do your reps and be humble. It's a way better state of mind to be in, than priding yourself in the accomplishments of others to feel some slight superiority, which is honestly just cope.

>>2720805
I'm always here
I would post Ina pics all day every day and talk about her every time I could like schizo nousagi if it depended just on me, but this is a shared space and I can't use it all on my oshi and leave nothing to the rest. We need to respect each other to make this a better general.

>Ina played NIER AND NIER Automata before
>Plans on playing NIER Automata for her 1M endurance stream
>ENMa got permissions for NIER Replicant so she'll be marathoning that during Golden Week too
>Is currently drawing NIER fanart for a thumbnail
>Has watched Yoko Taro's conferences enough to immediately reference them
>Is planning on playing the FF14 raid of NIER during her meetings today
>Played a NIER song on the otamatone and is going to draw Emil's face on it after the stream
>Will do the other illustration not voted for off-stream
She absolutely is infatuated with NIER

Will Ina apply one (1) sheepish kiss to the mic at the end of her stream today? Place bets now.

>>1918074
>>1918167
Dope!

JWU
Is Ina having fun after the botched stream?

Ina JWU...

>>1626411
Ina had the choice of playing it off (as a lot of the typically seiso Holos do) but the fact that she went for it and admitted it is pretty attractive in and of itself. It's not the color that matters, it's the willingness to talk about it.

How the fuck is it possible that Ina has the least amount of subs of all of HoloEN when she's the most talented, knows the most about Hololive and has the better skills in most of the games they play? Holy shit, are american fans really this stupid? She should have at least a million and a half subs. How can fucking Kiara be surpassing her right now?

>>1558970
I love Ina!

>>1536208
I love Ina too!