/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>14625267
It's so adorable, bros

SHE HAS A MOLE ON HER TIT

I'm not going to lie. I'm excited for the Archives, but I'm actually disappointed that I basically can't get it signed by anybody in the branch.

>>14169979
tags:ryona
>You couldn't take it anymore, this fucking retarded bitch just couldn't stop being so fucking infuriating.
>You thunder inside her room, she was absentmindedly playing on the Switch. Her stinky sweaty ass implanted on her swivel chair, ears covered with noise cancelling head phones.
>You stride in, your chest puffed up and her teeth sinking into your lower teeth in barely contained boiling rage.
>You grab the headrest, she is completely unaware of what you were about to do. You pull your hand back, a foot pushing down on the chair's support column.
>You topple Kronii over, her Switch falls into the floor.
>Kronii's eyes are wide in fear, she didn't have time to even clamber up when you immeidately knee her directly on her nose.
>She falls down on her face, trembling as her hands clutch broken cartilage.
>You grab her by the hair, painfully pulling her head up, you can feel the fucking greases and sweat in the strands.
>Kronii is shaking, her blue eyes wide in fear as blood leaks through her interlocked fingers. Tears streaming down her face.
>You raise a hand, slapping her on the cheek so loudly that it echoes across the house.
>For the third time she is hurled at the ground by the force, landing violently on her ribs. She curls up into a ball, reminiscent of a fetus in womb.
>You exhale, all the anger you had escaping in that one breath. You walk on over the toppeled chair, raising it up and taking your seat.
>You were directly facing her, waiting for her to clamber back up.
>She does so.
>>14170050
>She huddles tightly, shaky hands on her eyes. Her ruined nose one gigantic blood clot, purple bruises forming where you had slapped her.
>You sit there.
>Thinking.
>Maybe you've gone too far.

>>13911090
Petra read one of my comments and it made her do that squeaky laugh and clap, and I'm pretty much too far gone since then.

>>13888879
I don't like this video.

>Petra having an anxiety fit wrangling both technical problems and her poor health
I'm gonna CONCEEEEEERN

>Gura had a bare foot on her forehead, her normally plaited pig tails untied and in a tangled mess, like a ghost from a Japanese horror film.
>You stood at the doorframe, an occasional eye glancing to the right towards the door. >These unisex bathrooms were out in the track field, filthy and dirty, they were rarely used by students. It was a perfect spot for this.
>"Come on Kroniiiiiii~, why so quiet?", Gura drones out in that annoying accent that she sometimes inflects.
>Kronii just sat there on the toilet seat, drenched because of the bucket of water Gura dumped over her head when she dragged her here. You couldn't deny, through the soaked uniform you were able to clearly see her white bra. She was stacked, really fucking stacked. You couldn't help but think Gura might be a little jealous.
>"Don't you think you've done enough Gura?" you ask half heartedly, you asked not out of concern for Gura's poor victim but more out of boredom.
>"Hey anon, shut up." She says angrily while slamming the heel of her foot down on Kronii's head, eliciting a cry of pain from her.
>"Why not do something useful for once? Punch her," Gura retreats her leg, inserting her foot back into her slippers and stepping to the side. Giving you a space for you to approach Kronii.
>The three of you barely fit in the bathroom stall, a claustrophobic space that necessitated some cramping.
>You raise your brow, you never involved yourself directly in Gura's hobbies. You were just her babysitter.
>"If you don't punch her right now I'm not gonna leave," Gura smiles viciously, she can smell your hesitation.
>You sigh
>You stretch your rotator cuff counter-clockwise, winding up a single punch. Kronii start shivering, both from the wet cold and fearful anticipation of your attack.
>You take up a stance, your boxing coach would be ashamed if you couldn't jab even in these tight confines.
>You exhale, your eye dead center. Kronii raised her arms up in meagre defense of her face.
>That wouldn't help.
>You arm whips out, you can feel the cartilage of her nose caving in from contact with your knuckles. Kronii's head violently whips back and collides with the wall behind her.
>Gura eeps a little, taken back by how fast and sudden your assault was.
>You look at your knuckles, the skin a little scrapped. Kronii's head droops down, her hand weakly holding onto her face.
>"Whoa...," Gura breathes out, a little shaken by the amount of damage you had inflicted.
>Kronii was heaving her chest out, forced to breathe through her mouth. She was bent over, blood gushing from her face an into the linoleum floor.
>"Uhhh, well, I guess we're going now," you were a little annoyed, Gura was the one who egged you on to do this. She should see the consequences of her actions.
>Kronii raises her head, her nose was fucked up. Tears were streaming down her face, her hand nursing the ruined mess.
>That was normal, that was expected. A blow straight on the nose was enough to bring down even heavyweights.
>What wasn't normal was the elated expression on her face.
>"Ha...ha..." Her voice was nasally high, she was breahting out, in pain but also....pleasure.
>"P-Punch me...again..." Her pupils are dilating, she looks at you with a disarming hunger. She's barely concious.
>You can see her rubbing her thighs together intensely, you can see two little bumps on her bra, piercing the fabric. Her nipples were that fucking erect.
>This bitch was messed up.
>You just stood there, confused.
>Kronii's straying eyes noticed, she looked at the space between your legs. She saw it.
>She wasn't the only one who enjoyed this.
>Gura scuttled over to the bathroom stall door, disturbed by the weird tension between you and Kronii.
>When she sees you ready yourself for another punch, the diminutive shark girl decided she wasn't going to be party to this.
>"S-See ya!," Gura speeds outside.
>She was a bully, but even she had limits.

>>13386917
tags: loli, fluff, hugs
>Her eyes were widening in slowly dawning fear, her tiny hands desperately grasping at the oversized remains of her clothes.
>You stare her down, unbelieving of what was transpiring before you. The cruel Mistress of Time, reduced to a mere child.
>"S-Stop it with those lecherous eyes dog!," she screams out in high pitched screech, a dainty finger pointed at you as she tried to summon her powers.
>You blink, and then you move a foot forward. >She shrinks back a little, she looks disbelievingly at her hand. She tries again, throwing out both hands, letting the loose fabric fall off her tiny frame and exposing her exposed flat chest.
>You take another step forward.
>Nothing's happening.
>You smile in the inside, your head pulsating and your body shaking with adrenaline, ready to spring out in hyper aggressive sexual violence.
>You whip forward, a blur, a ghost.
>The diminutive Mistress of Time raises her tiny hands in front of her, bracing for the destruction that you'd inflict.
>You place a hand on her head, ruffling her hair.
>She opens up her closed eyelids, blinking as continued patting her like a pet.
>"S-Stop this!," she protests with a raised tiny fist, slamming it ineffectually at your torso.
>Cute.
>You suddenly wrap her around your arms, lifting her up as you rubbed your checks on her forehead.
>"STOOOOP!," she whines out, turning scarlet red at your disgusting display of affection.
>Her clothes have slid of by now, her naked form was touching your skin. The both of you interlocked in this soft embrace.
>"Anon please!," she's reduced to begging, fully broken in. Her eyes tear up.
>You comply and give mercy, putting her down.
>Her arms tactically hide her exposed chest and groin away from you. Her face in a fuming but cute pout as she looked away.
>"Looks like you'll be stuck like this for a while." you take off your hoodie, putting it over Kronii's head. It was oversized enough for her to cover her exposed body.
>"I'll go out for a bit, buy something more appropriate for your current size." you crouch, to a point your knees buckle. You plant a soft kiss on her forehead.
>Little Kronii accepts it weakly, giving out a quiet 'hmmmpf' in protest.
>You could get used to her like this.

>>13047210
>>13047343
Tags: Loli, rape, ryona, body worship
>Her eyes were widening in slowly dawning fear, her tiny hands desperately grasping at the oversized remains of her clothes.
>You stare her down, unbelieving of what was transpiring before you. The cruel Mistress of Time, reduced to a mere child.
>"S-Stop it with those lecherous eyes dog!," she screams out in high pitched screech, a dainty finger pointed at you as she tried to summon her powers.
>You blink, and then you move a foot forward. >She shrinks back a little, she looks disbelievingly at her hand. She tries again, throwing out both hands, letting the loose fabric fall off her tiny frame and exposing her exposed flat chest.
>You take another step forward.
>Nothing's happening.
>You smile in the inside, your head pulsating and your body shaking with adrenaline, ready to spring out in hyper aggressive sexual violence.
>This was your moment, after months of being abused like you were less than human. This was the chance you waited for. You didn't care for a 'why' or a 'how'. The only thing that mattered was 'what now'.
>Kronii realizes the position she was in, she desperately tried to slip by you, you were faster. You slammed her against the wall behind her, your much larger hand tightening around her delicate neck.
>"오-오빠," she begs through gasping breathes in her childish voice, she's been reduced to speaking in Korean, her bright blue eyes were wet with tears. She was completely naked now, her little nipples were getting erect and the lips on her cute cunny were enlarging. Her hips, strangely wide for a young girl.
>Your cock had a mind of it's own, growing so large that the tip was brushing against her tummy. That feeling caused her to eep out.
>She whimpered, her delicate hands wasting effort in trying to pry off your hand off her neck. You were not holding it tightly, giving just enough room for her to breather.
>You let go, she gasps out ragged breathes. Then your hand goes to the back of her head, grabbing a fistful of her soft and luscious hair.
>Your another hand violently goes towards her groin, she whines out in a high-pitched squeal at the feeling of your fingers inside of her snatch as you quickly raise her up.
>Your dick is painfully throbbing now, veiny and turning red like a tomato. She struggles so much, but without her powers she was no more than a simple child.
>You drop her down like the onahole she was, your dick sliding inside of her tight little cunt. She screams in agony at the forceful entry of your head. You yourself grind your teeth at the rough sensation. She was really fucking tight.
>Her screams turn into strangled gasps of pleasure, thought her body was biologically younger, it still was capable of experiencing pleasure like a grown woman.
>You then wrap your hands again around her neck, holding her up like this while your dick is getting pumped inside her.
>Her body shudders at the denial of oxygen. Her small face starts turning blue at the deprivation. You had no intention of killing her, just enough so that she passes out.
>She dangles like violently on your cock, her tiny body wracked in both pain and pleasure, overwhelmed with sensory overload that her current form would not be able to handle.
>You cum, ropes of semen into her cunt. Her eyelids are half closed, tongue out and face going slack jawed. You let go, holding her like a parent holding their child. You feel her weak pulse. She isn't dead.
>You slowly extract your dick from her, excess cum falling out of her cunny and into the floor. You exhale a breath that you've been holding in, this was the most intense sex you've hand.
>You quietly carry her limp form into the bed room, laying her gently down on the bed, admiring her quiet and unconsious form.
>You decide to play with her for a bit, first you kiss her on the lips, then you play with her mouth and tongue with your fingers.
>Next you go towards her still erect nipples, pinching them and then nibbling on them.
>After that you go for the snatch, still wet and slick with cum. You insert your fingers in, banging it violent and licking on her cute clit with your tongue.
>Finally you play with her feet and legs, dangling them around, licking and sniffling on her tender soles and tiny toes.
>When you were satisfied you snuggle next to her, wrapping her around your arms in a twisted embrace.
>Kissing her on the forehead before you drifted into sleep.

>>13035428
>God is dead and >we have killed him.
>You do not recall how the end of the world started, all you know was that it started off when a Vtuber was forced into retirement because of China. This kickstarted a series of event's that lead humanity down to this dark path.
>Time as a concept has been lost to you, you were a young man in the military when the first bombs hit. You reckon that it's been 20 years since then, from a scared soldier you've become a feared commander of savage raiders.
>Your men are cruel, reduced to barbarous animals as civilization committed suicide. They gleefully gun down the priests and elderly nuns lining against the wall, a bunch of fools who made a futile attempt to stem your siege of their church.
>You stand in the middle of the ruined temple, your scarred eyes staring at the half broken statue of the Virgin Mary, her supple and feminine form battered by bullet holes and shrapnel. An apt allegory for the death of the world's innocence.
>You take a long drag from your dig, dropping in down to the floor and stomping on it.
>*Thunk*
>You blink, you kneel, and starting knocking on the floor.
>Wood?
>You throw away the blood stained carpet, a large wooden cellar door lies before you.
>You whistle, three of your kill hungry shooters come to your side. You order them to furl open the door.
>You walk down, it's poorly illuminated so you hold up a torchlight.
>It appears you're in the churches catacombs. You can feel the musky humid air and the sound of dripping water.
>As your steps grow in volume you hear high pitched voices and whining until you come cross several figures.
>Nuns, young ones. They're lithe and nubile forms huddled together, their eyes wide with fear and terror as your boys start raising the barrels of their guns at them.
>You whistle them at ease, that was no way to treat such lovely ladies.
>Your men load them up, hoisting the screaming damsels over their shoulders as they tried to punch and kick their way our of their inescapable situation. The boys back at base were gonna enjoy the haul.
>You however keep your eye focused on one particular nun.
>She had short flowing blue-black hair with strange vent like braids covered by a veil, her blue eyes rooted on you like a tree. Her chest was bountiful, a waste on a supposed woman of God.
>You approached her, sliding a hand under her habit. You feel up her legs, it appears she was wearing garter stockings, a naughty piece of attire for a nun.
>"Y-You'll pay for this," she is scared, just like the others. She shudders in disgust, fear and hate at your ungentle touch, face blushing in heated indignation and fury.
>She yelps out as you forcefully grab a breast, pressing hard. She wasn't wearing a bra.
>"W-Why yo-GWAK" your fist plants itself into her smooth and slim stomach, she doubles over before your grab her. Spit and tears fly out from her mouth and eyes.
>She's shaking now, a lot less defiant. Her lips quiver and her eyes widened in trepidation of your next move.
>"I like you," you say in a deep and booming voice, the implications of that statement made apparent to her as your hand squeezes her breast once again.
>All she can do is sob quietly, as you sling her over the shoulder. She doesn't even put up a fight as you whisk her away.
>She would make a worthy addition to your harem.

moomer...

>>12104588

>She did it, even with her hands shaking as they are, even with her eyelids about to close shut. She did it.
>She stared at the screen, the light of which burned her corneas. She saw the outpouring comments from her members, voicing both concern and affirmation that they would join the stream.
>She took a deep breath, finally retreating to her bed. Her body still trembling in mind numbing fear.
>Her weighted blanket couldn't comfort her. Her eyes glued to the ceiling. In her head she was trying to compose a script of what she was about to say.
>It was torture, it was painful. Her weak pathetic heart couldn't find the right words to say.
>She couldn't help but tear up, paralyzed on her bed on the cusp of dreamless sleep. She wasn't sure if she was awake or not.
>She had thought things would get better. She had thought when she joined Hololive maybe just maybe she'd achieve the happiness that she so desired.
>Why was she so naïve? Nothing's changed. She was still the same lonely sad person that she was, all that was different was that she made more money now, but money wasn't enough. It couldn't fill the hole in her soul.
>"I'm sorry." She whispered to empty air.
>"I'm so sorry everyone." Her whimpering cry unheard to the world, only to herself.

>>11419431
>>11419752
>It's a cold Saturday afternoon, you were out buying some groceries.
>Kronii's on the sofa, holding an oversized mug of what appeared to be tea. She was blowing on its surface, cooling it.
>She was wearing a loose grey t-shirt and matching shorts. Her hair was unkempt and messy. She looked flatter than she actually was.
>You join her after you finishing organizing your, cuddling next to her. She rests a head on your shoulder, rubbing your cheek with her soft and fluffy hair.
>The both of you just sit there, taking solace in the silence. Your directionless hand finds itself on her hip, squeezing on the flesh under the grey fabric.
>She places her own hand on top, guiding it under the shirt. You nose is next to her ear as your arm slithers upwards and encounters her flesh sacks.
>She wasn't wearing a bra of course, your fingers start tenderly pressing her underboobs.
>She's quiet, but her face is turning a shade of pink. One can easily mistake it being caused by the heat from the tea.
>Your fingers traverse the valley between her udders, climbing up and landing on the middle of her mound like a Mar's rover.
>You press, not too hard.
>"Ufff." She groans in a quiet voice. The mug of tea at this point was getting in the way and she places it on the table. Your tongue lightly licks her ear lobe. Your breaths entering her ear canal.
>Both of your hands are on top of her mammaries now, pressing and massaging them with affection and love. You feel her rock hard pink nipples poking your palms. They're sharp and erect something fierce.
>Her face is turned towards her, no makeup. Her bright blue eyes stared at you wide as saucers and brimming with life.
>Your lips meet, your tongues entering each other's mouth, exchanging saliva to the sounds of smooch's and sloppy kisses.
>She looked so plain, but to you she was the most beautiful thing you've seen in your life.

>>10355906
Finally a woman is gonna touch my willy, I'm so fucking happy bros

God I want ame & fauna collab so much now...

But you're my happy place...

Sanner...

>>9649167
Still my favorite mori's song, emilychama...

Sana...

HER SINGING IS SO MOTHERLY WHAT THE FUCK

c-cute ame

>>8939219
>ywn get your ass destroyed by miko's dragon strap on
Why even live bros...