/wg/ - Writing General - FPS Lion Edition

[Anonymous No.]

Post both abuse and general fictions of your favorite Chuubas in this thread

Collective works so far:
https://pastebin.com/asvcqDLL
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1r_e1ah3KTvhBMhclgbvKbLzhCBw7xF-b6yqoeOx8dug/edit - Compilation doc by kind buddy with links to previous threads

>Isn't this just you fuckers writing fanfiction, eh?
Yes.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2313327
someone write a story based off this picture

[Anonymous No.]

>>2314124
>Blearily waking up to an odd sensation
>Odd but vaguely pleasurable
>The last thing you remember is drinking some tea Matsuri prepared for you and getting very sleepy, in no condition to complain about her offer of letting you spend the night at her place on her couch
>Eyes just barely open...

[Anonymous No.]

>>2095949
Forgot to include the link to the last one because I'm a dumbass

[Anonymous No.]

>>2314124
Seconding this

[Anonymous No.]

>>2314124
>>2314628
You guys may like this story from the bin. https://pastebin.com/SSEuEnTX

[Anonymous No.]

>>2314124
matsuri is top tier menhera
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ulM0UBNaSI

[Anonymous No.]

>>2314681
Nice but need more mind numbing sex

[Anonymous No.]

>>2314124
>this is what happens when you drink Matsuris forbidden beer

[Anonymous No.]

ah. yes. a good proper writing thread my experience from ____/mlp/_____ will pay off

[Anonymous No.]

>>2315510
if theres a bad fic here Im just going to assume you wrote it

[Anonymous No.]

>>2315608
Good.
Evrything I write is mostly garbage

[Anonymous No.]

>>2314763
>Waking up to Matsuri viciously riding you to make sure you knock her up and you stay with her forever
>Even if you fight your way free, it's too late, you woke up after you came at least twice

[Anonymous No.]

>>2315749
God I wish that was me

[Anonymous No.]

>>2315749
crazy in the head,,,,

[Anonymous No.]

Requesting you being pushed too far after being bullied by one of the holos for a while culminating in a fight and maybe horny after that

[Anonymous No.]

>spend years studying archaeology
>doing this so you can finally do the one thing you've wanted all your life. Success and wealth
>you commune with 고대 유인
>They bestow upon you a book, riddled with secrets.
>opening the book triggers a painful, hideous metamorphosis and you lose your very humanity
>the last thing witnesses reported is they heard some...thing yell "WAH" before you disappeared

[Anonymous No.]

My request based on the "Lamy is a yakuza princess" rrat.

(You) break up with your gf Lamy (pick any reason why). The next day, some of her father's men "pay you a visit" (making sure to leave no visible bruises). You later make-up with Lamy, who is unaware of the previous event.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2316868
Never would of thought that I see Korean here

[Anonymous No.]

Good news everyone kiara thinks you're cringe!

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317412
Good.

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>>2317412
This is from the Q&A right? what did she say? I can't watch now.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317042
I wanted something sufficiently creepy but not zalgo text and it felt like good ina nod

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317494
Some asked what are her thoughts on fan-fiction and if she reads any, she said they’re kinda cringe, she likes when people make comics but finds fan-fiction of her weird.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317412
reine is the superior bird anyways

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317759
*someone

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317759
did she deny reading them?
she just found this thread and thought we are cringe didnt she
poor writeanon

[Anonymous No.]

>>2318171
This means nothing. It only fuel my drive to write.

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>>2318171
Bro, she said any fanfic of her is cringe. Writeanon is not alone in this. There could be someone who really likes the KFC lore and making their own story out there, then they would come across kiara cringe comment and be discouraged. This, is 4chan(nel), we're not discouraged, this only makes us write harder.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2318171
This won't stop me. The power of my lion waifu will spur me to keep going.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2318295
with kiara being at least an occasional lurker on here and >>2299784 its likely that she was calling us out specifically though

[Anonymous No.]

First part of my take on the autistic onion for you fellow writefags. I just couldn't get the idea out of my head, so it was either writing it down, or taking meds - and we all know that nobody around here takes meds. Will be slow-burn / wholesome. Hope you enjoy regardless!
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You absent mindedly scroll on your cellphone as you wait in line at the registry of some ordinary convenience store somewhere in Tokyo. Despite it being a rainy evening, you had decided to get off the subway a stop earlier to grab something for dinner on your way home from work.

You worked an ordinary job, nothing that would get you impressed looks from anyone, but it was good enough to pay the bills and you found the tasks fulfilling enough. The company had even given you the possibility to transfer to their branch in Japan a few years ago, so you did get to live in the country that you had fawned over ever since your youth.

Not a bad lot in life, you think.

As some time passes and the line still does not move, you look up from your phone. There is only one woman in front of you. She is young looking and rather small in stature, wearing a navy blue basecap, dark leggings and an almost comically large grey hoodie. The thing that catches your eye the most though, is her hair; pink with light blue strands poking out from under the cap in long, curling twin-tails.

You look from her to the registry and as far as you can tell, she has already paid for her goods. Somehow, she still does not move to pick the items up from the tray. Instead, the woman looks at them with a hesitant, almost troubled look. You raise your eyebrows in wonder, not really getting what keeps her from leaving.

“Have a nice daaaay…” The cashier now calls out in a strained voice, trying to send a not-so-subtle signal to the girl holding up the line.

She realizes her faux pas and hastily begins to move. To your surprise, she grabs the hem of her hoodie near the belly and loads her groceries into the makeshift pouch created there. You have no idea why she does not simply ask for a bag. They are even free in this store. The pink-haired woman mumbles an almost inaudible apology, awkwardly cradling the groceries in her hoodie, before hasting out of the store, leaving both you and the cashier equally bewildered.

You quickly shake off your thoughts and proceed to pay for your dinner – some fried chicken, a bento box with rice and vegetables and bag of your favorite snack as dessert. You also ask for a bag, which the cashier gives to you with a knowing smirk, which you reciprocate half-heartedly.

As you leave the store, you cannot keep yourself from muttering a short curse in your native tongue. The rain from before still had not let up in the slightest – it seemed worse, in fact. You reach for your umbrella and open it, before you continue on your way home.

After not even a minute of walking, you spot a familiar looking woman a bit further ahead. It is the bag-less hoodie girl from the convenience store, hiding from the rain under the canopy of a small shop. From the direction she is looking, it seems like she is waiting for a nearby traffic light to turn green. You continue to observe the scene as you progress towards her.

As the traffic light turns green, the pink-haired girl begins to jog, undoubtedly with the intention to escape from the ongoing downpour as fast as possible. Unfortunately, she takes about five steps before she stumbles, and you cannot help but wince as she comes crashing to the ground, unceremoniously spilling all items she was carrying over the sidewalk.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2318946

You pick up your step, not fully running, but hasting towards the pink-haired girl.

It takes a few moments for her to start to recover from her fall. She stirs and sits up, then pulls the basecap deeper into her face, probably to hide her embarrassment. Crawling on all fours, the girl moves to recollect her items. A bag of sweets here, a can of Red Bull there… The main course, a box of pre-packed sushi, had popped open from the impact of the fall. Most rolls where scattered along the pavement, the two pieces that remained were already soaking in the rainwater now collecting inside the plastic container. The girl hesitates, then flips the box shut and collects it in her makeshift hoodie-pouch.

You finally reach her, as she is about to move towards a mandarin that had rolled off the sidewalk and onto the road. The traffic light had long since turned red at this point. For lack of a better option, you grab the hood of her hoodie and pull to keep her from actually crawling onto the road.

Only a moment after, a car rushes by – turning the mandarin into juice and drenching both you and the girl with the water from a nearby puddle.

“Jesus Christ!” you loosen your grip on the hood and shake your arm, trying to get some of the water off.

“Are you alright, lady?” you finally ask the pink-haired woman in adequate Japanese. She stares up at you with terrified purple eyes, still on her knees and cradling her decimated diner in her hoodie. You sigh and offer her a hand to help her stand up, repeating the question.

She hesitates and looks away before mumbling something akin to “Sorry… no speak… English.”

You cannot help but feel slightly irritated now - the hand holding both the umbrella and your bag of groceries grows heavier with every second, while the one extended to her turns cold from the rain. From the moment you had spotted her in the convenience store, the girl had failed to do anything remotely coherent and you start to wonder if she might have escaped some sort of mental ward. Maybe you should call the police.

Though, if she actually was psychotic and on the run… there would be no way that she had any money to go shopping, right? She was also dressed normally, not sporting the hospital gown an average asylum escapee wore in the movies. You decide to not involve emergency services for now and put on the best smile you can muster instead.

“Good thing I’ve been talking in Japanese to you from the start then.”

That makes the girls’ gaze snap back towards you, an admittedly cute expression gracing her features as she slowly, very slowly begins to connect the dots in her head.

“Eh?”

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/end of first part

[Anonymous No.]

>>2299784
>>2318704
I think that was about Kiara giving kisses to a superchatter that didn't ask for it, so chat said she was sexually abusing them

[Anonymous No.]

>>2318171
If she said my series on her molesting (You) was cringe then that's fine. That's the best case scenario IMO.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2318946
>>2318989
I had like no idea who aqua was before /vt/,
now aqua fluff is like crack for me now

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317759
then there is Reine who writes her own fanfics

[Anonymous No.]

>>2322943
Now make her your oshi. I promise she is at least as autistic in her personality like in these fics

[Anonymous No.]

>>2318171
To be fair I would also be weirded out if the first thing I saw upon opening a pastebin was stories about abusive relationships even if they're hot

[Anonymous No.]

>>2325983
I think every single thing about Kiara in the archives is abusive. I may be wrong in seeing that but literally everything featuring Kiara is abusive in some way shape or form.

[Anonymous No.]

>Marine has been feeling down lately because she's approaching the hag threshold and she's been getting a little more thicc than she intended to
>(You) have to remind her how wonderful she is and how she shouldn't keep putting herself down like that, show her that you love her no matter what happens
>may or may not involve lewds

Who wants to give it a shot?

[Anonymous No.]

>>2313327
Why is there another abusive thread when we have this one
AND WHY THE FUCK IS FULL OF NIGGERS

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317412
liar! Kiara is just too low IQ to read

[Anonymous No.]

>>2317759
She didnt say fanfiction are cringe. She say she doesnt read at all. The most she read is some fan arts of her on Twitter. And she said that manga and fanfiction can be cringe but not necesarily are. It just Kiara doesnt like to read.
Women pls andarstand

[Anonymous No.]

>>2318989
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MARRY THIS GIRL

[Anonymous No.]

>>2319847
Kiara give kisses to people who send red superchats, but sometimes they are some guys who send 3 pinks SC instead of one red, and in times she give kisses anyway

[Anonymous No.]

>>2329810
>Groping Senchou's chub while telling her she's beautiful and pumping into her from behind

[Anonymous No.]

>>2332272
Pumping a baby into her...

[Anonymous No.]

>>2332272
>>2332393

[Anonymous No.]

>>2331824
Didn't know that, but it is what I remembered
https://youtu.be/aXs8L1wQpX4?t=9615
here's the full context

[Anonymous No.]

Can i request some Ojou fluff? Or some yandere Ojou, that's pretty hot too

[Anonymous No.]

>>2336262
Seconding this, especially the fluff

[Anonymous No.]

My heart yearns for stories of soul crushing abuse directed towards vtubers, preferably one of the more insecure ones like Aqua, Pekora, Polka etc.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2337112
Like putting this prison bunny in her place and breaking her will and spirit

[Anonymous No.]

>>2331518
the other thread is for sickos who want to absue chuubas
this thread was made by patricians who want to be abused by the chuubas

[Anonymous No.]

Did we ever get that conclusion for the Yandere Noel story?

[Anonymous No.]

>>2337627
Still waiting on that and the manager/aqua fics.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2337627
>>2338375
I'm the anon writing Yandere Noel fic but the last part is really screwing with me. I've rewritten it twice yet I'm not satisfied with it at all. I don't know how long it would take but I'm still working on it

[Anonymous No.]

>>2338826
take your time king, we can wait

[Anonymous No.]

>>2338826
Familiar feel. Don't worry, Anon. As long as isn't rushed, it'll be fine.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2341345
>>2343179
Thanks. I hope third time's the charm.

[Anonymous No.]

I need a continuation to the korone boxing fic from last thread please
my dick can't take it anymore

[Anonymous No.]

>>2344709
Oh hey I wrote that one. I was thinking of continuing it but won't have much time until the weekend or maybe I can bust it out on Friday night. Keep an eye out for it., I've got plenty of ideas.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2338826
It's okay, Anon. Just happy to know you're going to continue

[Anonymous No.]

>>2338826
>>2343726
Don't feel the need to rush, just take your time. We'll be happy with the result and you'll feel better about how you handled it.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2315510
If you write for the fucking prego thread, I hope your pastes get removed

[Anonymous No.]

>>2349089
Do I even want to ask what that is?

[Anonymous No.]

>>2349122
How new?

[Anonymous No.]

Requesting a story where a needy gura is waiting for your arrival from work. Kinda like a daughter waiting for her father, or "daddy" if you want to go that route.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2349122
A pregnant mare has two horsepower

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>>2349812
I swear I've seen you for a long ass time. I'm tempted to give your prompt a shot. I don't watch much Gura, can you give me a QRD on her? (and maybe like a good clip or two). I haven't written anything, so the result may be meh.

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>>2351117
Cute, smol, sassy, hydrodynamic(flat) and somewhat dum shark girl, great singer and adept at getting herself in trouble.
Here's a clip of her singing ride on time and plastic love
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jOmvTsWqGs
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jQPwxP83Oo

And here's a few clips of gura being gura:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-anpKsESOQA
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XwzEijl1BDA
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeJW1rhoHVA
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghvUY6xGth4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IhYJfYJqWPo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BVNqYCqjhI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_WWTIoPyiE

[Anonymous No.]

>>2314124
Tried my hand at it. Hope you enjoy.

It’s 12:00AM. The monitor shines bright in front of you. Your dreary eyes watching it with no interest as you click away at emails, responding to them with the cookie cutter responses provided by your superiors. This is the 4th day working overtime in a row. When you signed up to Hololive, you didn’t expect to become an underpaid and overworked pencil pusher but at least you get look and talk to really good girls right? You heave a sigh and let your head hang low, breaking eye contact with monitor for the first time in a few hours. “Hey hey what do you want to after you finish work?” You give eyes a good rub. “Oh maybe we should eat something?” Ugh stop slacking. You slap your face in an attempt to wake yourself. The faster you get this done, the faster you can go home. “Oooh lets go get yakiniku, I love yakiniku. Do you?” Once again you raise your head to face the soul sucking screen, having renewed determination to finish your work, however that didn’t last for long as you feel a pair small hands around face, they force you to look right of the screen.

Illuminated by the monitor, Hololive’s first generation idol, Natsuiro Matsuri sits beside you in all her glory. She pouts “Hmph Anon you should listen to me when I’m talking!” You stifle an awkward laugh. You tried ignore her all this time but she’s forced your hand.

“Matsuri can you please be quiet when I’m working. I can’t focus with you talking to me.” “Ehhhh, but all you’re doing is copying and pasting slightly different messages. That doesn’t require that much focus right? You can still talk to Matsuri.” She’s right. A task this mundane and boring shouldn’t require any focus at all normally but you’re completely exhausted so any task is a challenge. “When you’re as tired as me, just staying awake requires a lot of focus, let alone having to read and type as well.” She is still pouting “Huh fine! I’ll leave you alone!” She spins her chair to have her back towards you but her face to side so you can still see the cute pout. She then spins around again to face you, this time with a full bright smile on her face “But it’s okay! I’ll wait for you forever!”

Even in your delirious state, you can still admire how adorable Matsuri really is. You can’t help but crack a smile of your own and before you know it you’re ruffling her hair. It’s soft and silky. “Thanks buddy, that means a lot me” You can see a faint blush on those plush cheeks of hers and she lets out a cute giggle “Ehehehe.” God how can one girl be so goddamn precious.

Reluctantly you take your hand back and place back on the keyboard, you can see she is slightly saddened by the loss of petting. “I’ll try to finish up as soon as possible okay?” “Okay! But first I need go to the restroom!” And so she darts off to relive herself. She’s a handful for sure but a lovable handful. It’s times like these you’re glad you’re working at Hololive.

Matsuri always keeps you company when you have to work late into the night. At first you thought she likes you but that thought faded fast as you probably don’t have any time for romance with all this work to do. Besides she’s an idol and you’re a clerical worker. Why would she have any interest in you? You shake your head. Don’t get distracted now, just focus on the work. Just one last thing is that you really appreciate Matsuri for keeping you company during these nights. It would be terribly lonely if she wasn’t here even if she makes a lot of noise and is terribly distracting.

Slaving away at the desk you realise it’s been 10 minutes since Matsuri went to bathroom. Hopefully she’s alright, it doesn’t take that long for girls to go to the restroom right? “I’m back!” Just as you were thinking of her, she pops up. She rushes over to the seat beside you. Her face is incredibly flushed almost as if she were suffering from a fever, her breath is ragged and she’s also really fidgety. “Matsuri are you alright? Did something happen in the bathroom because you don’t look too well.” You question her worriedly. She evades eye contact and looks towards the ground. Her face gets even redder. You didn’t know someone could blush this hard. “Yeah yeah I’m fine! Thank you for worrying. Anyway I brought you something. You said you were sleepy right? So I got you a special drink!”

[Anonymous No.]

>>2352543
She brings out a plastic bottle she was hiding behind her back; it’s filled to the brim with a golden liquid. It looks like beer. “Matsuri you know I can’t drink on the job, that would be unprofessional.” “Oh no no no it’s not beer, it a… special energy drink! I made it for you. Yeah that’s right an energy drink.” She trails off. This the first time you’ve seen Matsuri like this. Usually she’s a very headstrong and confident person but now she just seems like a sputtering mess. It’s odd but you can’t turn down a good gesture especially from her. “Oh… thanks then.” You take the bottle and unscrew the cap. Matsuri is staring at you wide-eyed in anticipation for some reason. “Down the hatch.” As soon as the liquid makes contact with your tongue you retch. You want to spit it out but that would be rude to Matsuri so you force yourself to swallow it. It tastes absolutely revolting. After forcing it down your throat you question Matsuri.

“I’m sorry Matsuri, is it supposed to taste this bad?” You speak while coughing. You could have sworn you caught a tinge of sadness on her face as you said that before she reassures you. “Oh yeah yeah. It’s a very strong drink that will destroy any sleepiness you have but you have to drink all of it to feel the effect.” You look towards the bottle with a contorted face. “Ugh really?” She nods her head in confirmation. You let out a sigh. “If you say so” And so the bottle meets your lips for a second time. You brace yourself for the taste but it’s overwhelming. You really want to puke it out but you have to drink it. You can’t Matsuri’s good will go to waste. With loud audible gulps you somehow down the whole bottle. Sure you feel more awake but it all just feels so wrong and gross. You fight several urges to throw up.

Matsuri on the other hand has a range of emotions on her face. She looks extremely ecstatic while still holding that same feverish blush. You manage to squeak out a bit of gratitude “T-thanks Matsuri, that sure did wake me up.” You feel an awkward smile form on your face. “I’m glad to be of help!” She exclaims. She responds with her signature smile again; it almost cute enough to make you forget just how gross that drink was. But that smile was the last thing you saw before everything faded to darkness.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2352588
Your surroundings feel very soft, heavenly compared to those cheap company chairs but when did you fall asleep? You don’t remember there being any beds within the company office. May be the lack of sleep in the past few days caught up to you. You read before that little sleep can cause forgetfulness and a loss of memory. But that doesn’t explain why your crotch is so hot and feels so good. Can a dick get a fever specifically? Of course not dumbass; that’s a stupid thought. Your sense of sound starts to come back to you. The bed is creaking a lot and it’s really annoying. You don’t remember having such a creaky bed, the creaks are then interspersed with gentle moans and a light slapping noise. Oh god did you jack off before going to sleep and then just leave the porn on auto play? Even if there is no one but yourself to witness that, it’s super embarrassing.

You want to open your eyes but you still feel so groggy and sleepy. Maybe you should go back to sleep. But it sounds like the creaking and the moans are getting louder. Your dick also feels too good to ignore. The video must be crazy and there is no way you can go back to sleep with all that’s going so with all your might, you try to force your eyes open. You’re only able to open your eyes barely but that’s all you needed.

A familiar face is bouncing up and down in your limited cone of vision. She carries the face of pure ecstasy: Eyes silted, mouth agape producing growing moans and severe deep blush akin to a tomato. Your eyes shoot wide open and look down but just as you do so, you share in that ecstasy as your dick swallowed whole by her pussy clenches and you feel the sweet release of cum into her vagina. It feels so good that you let out a lust filled moan of your own. You just came in Matsuri.

She lets one last howl of pleasure as she wrings the cum out of your dick before falling into your chest. She then looks up to meet your face, clearly very satisfied with what just happened. “Good morning dear. Did you sleep well?” It takes a while before you can respond, your head is chock full of questions on just how this came to be. After brief silence you’re able squeeze out a question. “Ma-Matsuri how did this happen?” You are so confused. “Oh silly you don’t remember, I gave you a drink filled with my urine, ejaculate and some sleeping pills and you drank it all up. Then I brought you to my place and then fucked you like crazy until now. Ahhhh it was soooo good.” What the fuck. You can’t even begin to process what she said. She made drink her piss and cum. WHAT? “How could do that to me? That’s so gross!” You shout at her. “It’s not gross” She lets out a short giggle. “You don’t know how wet I got from watching chug it, I was like a waterfall down there and it was so exhilarating knowing that just might find out.”

It’s a complete and utter shock. This isn’t Matsuri, this is some fucked up psychopath. You’ve known her to be quite lewd but this far beyond that.

You try to get up but she holds you down. The weariness of your body in combination with her surprising strength has you locked down. “Matsuri please let go.” You beg. “No if I do you’re just going run away but then again even if you do run away, you can never escape.” “What do you mean” You fearfully ask. “Hmmm well you did cum in me multiple times and I am ovulating, soo I’m sure you can figure that out on your own.” She flashes her signature smile but this time is fills you with dread. “Also even if you still try run, I’ll just say you raped me.”

You can feel the color drain from your face. What the hell did she get you into. How can she blackmail you like this? The ever a weird but kind Matsuri did this to you? You must be having a nightmare. You try wake yourself up by biting down on your tongue but it only brings about the chilling realization. You’re already awake and left with a stinging tongue. “So I look forward to our future love my dear and I so can’t wait to have your baby.” She squeed. She leaves a peck on your lips and whispers into your ears. “You’re mine forever darling.”

I know the sex scene is really short. I can't write sex to save my life

[Anonymous No.]

>>2352630
MY
FUCKING
DIIIIIICK

[Anonymous No.]

You pick up the pace as you attempt to get to class without breaking the 'no running in the halls' rule while keeping a low profile. You don't want to give your position away. Crossing Principal Yagoo would have disastrous consequences beyond a long detention. It's your second month as a freshman at Cover High, having recently transferred from another country to attend as part of an exchange student program. As such, you're a bit of an odd duck. You can communicate fine, but...well, you're the new kid. It's not surprising that no one really tries to talk to you.

Well, nobody except...

"Hey, slut," A voice coos from behind you. Shit! Before you can turn to face the heckler, something slams into you, pinning you to the lockers! "Where do you think you're going? There's a toll to pass through here, you know that."

Botan grins as you mischievously as her lackies, Polka and Nene, keep you pinned to the wall, giggling and laughing amongst themselves. Nobody except these three. You had heard tales of delinquents and the like, but you never thought you'd ever encounter them. Especially like this. You had barely been here a week before the trio set themselves upon you. Maybe they could smell the blood in the water. With no connections or friends to speak of...you were alone. A straggler. As such, they set upon you. Everything from stealing your money to shoving you in lockers...and that time they dragged you into the girl's bathroom to strip you. You struggle against the grip of the animal girls to the best of your abilities, but Botan grasps you by your neck, lifting your face up to her. Your words catch in your throat as the predator glares at you, a hungry look in her eyes.

"Thought you could sneak by us?" She smirks, running her tongue over her lips.
"Or maybe he thought he was faster than you," Polka giggles. "As if."
"Yeah!" Nene adds in. She almost looks uncomfortable...she's the same age as you. "What should we do with him?"
"I think," Botan trails, a wicked glint in her eye. You shrink, heart rate starting to pick up. "...We'll pet him."

Huh?

As Botan raises her hand and brings it toward you, you flinch instinctively...only to shiver when she instead runs the hand through your hair, her expression softening just a bit. Though seemingly confused at first, Polka merely shrugs and joins in, pinching one of your cheeks softly as Nene blushes, seemingly content to just hold you down instead. The older duo continues to stroke and play with your face and head, but never in a painful way. You start to flush. This was...new. An uncomfortable warmth slowly fills your stomach. Botan leans in just a bit closer, her face coming next to yours as she sticks her tongue out, running it up your cheek while her nails still gently work your scalp.

"Don't forget who owns you. Okay?" She says in a whisper, close to your ear. "You belong to us."

Just as quickly as it begins, Botan shoves you away with a laugh, the animal women at her flank dropping you and letting you slide to the ground. Your cheeks feel hot as they step away from you, Botan checking her nails idly. It's almost as if you don't exist anymore.

"Come on, let's get to Ms. Enma's. I'd rather deal with being bored then hearing her bitch us out later," Botan casually remarks. She looks back to you over her shoulder, giving you a smile. It's anything but friendly. "C'mon, girls. Let's leave the slut to handle the tent he's pitching in peace.

Looking down, your blood runs cold. You cover yourself in shame as Polka and Botan laugh, while Nene gives an embarrassed giggle as she averts her eyes. Content in your embarrassment, the trio leaves you there on the ground. Hastily gathering yourself, you make your way to class. You'll be late, now...

https://pastebin.com/T7y4iU6e
Something short to try and break me out of writer's block. Bully girls are fun. May do more with the concept in the future but my brain's been melting.

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>>2315510
Not gonna lie, the greentexts I write are based from what I learned through the years in that place

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>>2353656
Solo moment with nene where she apologizes and gives you a quickie?

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>>2353656
>Botan bulli

I didn't know I needed this until now.
What if she stalks you on your way home, drags you into an alley, and fucks your brains out while mildly degrading you/subtly enjoying it?

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>>2354655
I want to see nene letting you touch her breasts as an apology for the bulli.

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>>2354655
I think we had that minus the fucking part

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>>2355373
It's in the Pastebin, yeah.
https://pastebin.com/Q1gHGLZa
Funnily enough I wrote that too.

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>>2355373
>>2355417
Even better!

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>>2315510
I guess it makes sense, writefags are rare so some overlap between the fanbases that allow it is expected. Someone is probably a /vp/ crossboarder as well

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>>2353656
Botan need to bite us to mark her property

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>>2352630
This menhera scares me so why is my dick so hard?!

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>>2360036
Fear boner best boner. Matsuri can 'rape' me all she wants.

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>>2360191
I want a story where Suzuhara Lulu exploits your fearboner.

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I hope Polka fluff Anon is okay.

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>>2365913
I hope Manager/Aqua anon is okay.

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>>2353656
please god write more this was great

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I wish someone would write and abusive chuuba x abused chuuba again, or one where (You) are abusive but not live '' fuck this girl'' you hurt her because you love her and its the best for both (Like the mindset of the abusive chuuba of all those abusivechuubax(you) fanfics)

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>>2368630
>Aqua broke a vase, a china porcelain vase your parents gifted you for your birthday. Of course she didn't mean to do that, she thought to put it in a place she believed would be more "Zen", whatever she meant with that. However, she didn't take even two steps before she clumsily tripped, tumbled and accidentally YEETed the vase into the nearest wall, all which happened in the span of a few seconds. She instantly froze the moment she recovered and saw the porcelain pieces on the floor. Having belatedly realized the gravity of the situation, she slowly turned her head to see you. There you were, with a face completely devoid of emotion, and a nick and a cut from one of the vase pieces that bounced from the wall. Aqua flipped and started doing a dogeza, crying and pleading for forgiveness all the while. She knew what this vase meant for you and only meant well, but she had gone full baqua mode and broke it. Not only that, she also hurt you in the process. Honestly, she didn't actually need to go that far, inwardly you had already forgiven her, these things happen with someone like aqua. However, the only thing going through your mind was how cute and adorable she looked when she's groveling.
And that's all i got, if anyones want to take over then you may do so.

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>>2370013
Nice

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>>2318946
>>2318989
Cute! Good work

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>>2353656
bully nene still cute

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>>2382222
Trying to finish up an awkward closet mutual masturbation scene with her. Standby.

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>>2382222
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7l6EbYvORdE

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The bell rings as you blink awake, having dozed off part way through your algebra course. Everyone's already up and gone before you even finish collecting your things, leaving you as the last out and on the move, again. As you meander to your next class, your thoughts drift to the earlier 'exchange' you had with the animal girls. Botan, Polka, Nene...pinning you to the wall, toying with your face and head...it's embarrassing. More embarrassing than that, though, was your reaction. You groan inwardly, cheeks flushing as you shrink just a bit. Did that really turn you on? After everything else, why did something like that arouse you? Botan leaning in, licking your cheek...Polka kissing at your neck while Nene groped and fondled your groin, the three of them doting and playing with you as you--

Stop! Stop, stop! Don't fantasize about shit like that, you masochist! Shaking your head, you clear the thoughts from your mind, scowling at yourself for developing them to begin with. It's not like they'd ever go THAT far. You ignore the tiny nugget inside of you that says you wouldn't mind if they did. As you grumble at inner turmoil, you're suddenly stopped...by walking directly into someone, the person in question letting out an 'oof'. Oh, fuck.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," You begin, looking up to face your roadblock. "I wasn-"
"Oh, so you're coming straight to me now?" Nene grins. You freeze as the bear girl plants a hand on your shoulder. "I-I guess you're just saving yourself the trouble and trying to get your knocks out of the way, right?!"
"W-Wait, Nene, I--"
"Nope! You're coming with me...p-punk, yeah!"

With inhuman strength Nene lifts you effortlessly, smirking to you as she tucks you into a princess carry. The few other stragglers in the hall gawk at you, but look away, leaving you to the girl's devices. You feel your cheeks burning once more as you struggle and squirm in her grip, but it's to no avail as you're carted away to a nearby janitor's closet. As soon as the door is closed, Nene sets you down in the corner...pinning you into it. You're trapped...

"There we go," She begins, a flush starting to form on her face. "Nice and alone..."
"I don't have any money, please-"
"Are you okay?" She asks, cutting you off. You do a double-take. "Those two didn't hurt you earlier, did they?"
"What?" You ask, dumbfounded.
"W-When, y'know...the lockers..."
"I...n-no, I'm not hurt, but..."
"Oh, thank Goodness," Nene sighs out in relief. "Those two can be a bit too much sometimes...it's hard for me to keep up, honestly..."

You sink back into the corner a bit as Nene fidgets, watching her movements carefully. She almost seems...tense. Unsure. She doesn't SEEM aggressive, at least. Awkwardly, the girl lets out a forced laugh.

"I guess I had nothing to worry about this time, they were just...p-petting you..."
"You worry about me?" You continue, straightening up a bit. Nene flinches.
"W-Well yeah! I...y-y'know..." She trails, seeming a bit uncomfortable. With a sigh, she continues. "I think you're cute. The other girls do, too, but...t-they're a bit meaner about it, hehe..."

You twitch at that comment, brain parsing the phrase. Wait, they like you? Slowly, Nene seems to focus on you, trying to take on a tough look. She shakily brings a hand to the top of your head, running it along the top of your head.

"B-Besides, that just means you enjoyed it when they did this, right?" Nene asks, regaining her composure. The girl carefully runs her fingers through your hair, bringing her free arm around your waist as she hugs you. Your heart jumps. "You're blushing, so I guess that means yes?"
"I..." You trail, shivering at the girl's touch. The fantasy of before starts to come back as your pulse pounds. "I-I mean, it feels good, yeah...you're not gonna hurt me?"
"Nope! It's just us, so...no pressure from them," She continues, taking her time to play with you, the hand on your head slowly sliding down to your cheek. Nene smiles as the grip on your hip tightens softly, staring into your eyes. She's...really enticing, like this... "Nene won't hurt you...gosh, your cheeks are so pink..."

You avert your eyes as Nene continues to squeeze you, running her thumb over your cheek lovingly while she cups it, seemingly conflicted on something. After a moment, she opens her mouth, seemingly filled with resolve.

"Hey," She mutters, pressing her body to yours. Soft. "Let's kiss."
"What?!" You blurt. Nene leans in a bit closer.
"I...I wanna kiss you. You want it too, right? You're beet red...you're thinking something dirty, I bet!"

As you fidget uncomfortably, Nene gets closer and closer, pressing her breasts into you. She smells like honey...

"So...l-let's kiss, okay?" She continues. You can feel her breathing on you... "Nene will be gentle..."
"...Okay..." You relent. Your mind swims.

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>>2385138
With a smile, Nene cautiously presses her lips to yours, pulling you to her. It's an awkward, inexperienced embrace...mostly because you've never done it before, but you get the sneaking idea that Nene's new to this as well. Wrapping your arms around the bear in response, she lets out a soft squeak of surprise, leaning into you as she tentatively licks at your lips. Her eyes flutter open just a bit as she looks at you, cheeks burning as your thoughts continue to swirl and rage. You're kissing your bully right now, of all people. It's your first kiss. She's so soft. She's really, really cute...too many things at once. Nene squirms against you, breaking the kiss as she pants.

"T-There's something pressing against me," She murmurs, a bit of sweat rolling off her forehead. That phrase brings you back to reality immediately. "It's hard..."

You wriggle in her grasp, trying to create a bit of space between the two of you as your dick throbs painfully below the fabric of your pants, fully awoken by the situation. As you try to pull back, however, Nene keeps you in place, giving you a dirty smirk as she slowly grinds herself against you, moving back into you, resting her chin on your shoulder.

"I didn't say it was something bad," She whispers next to your ear, trying to stay quiet. Arousal hits you like fucking lightning. "T-That just means you like me, right? That I'm making you feel good..."
"Nene," You trail, pressing yourself against the girl as you cooperate with her, reason starting to melt away. "C-Can we..."
"Not...not here, but, uhm...N-Nene can help you relieve it, if you want..."

You nod vigorously as the girl pulls back just enough to slide her hand down to your trousers, fondling the bulge in them directly. The dragon within roars with impatience. With haste, you fumble at the zipper, eager to get out of the constraining fabric, and your fingers find purchase. Your dick pops free, forcing a gasp from the nervous girl in front of you. You're so horny that you hadn't considered how she would react to this, but...

"Wow, uh," She trails, staring at your twitching manhood with intrigue. "T-This is...er...m-my first time seeing one, so..."
"If it makes you feel better, this is my first time having someone else see it," You cough, trying to break the tension. Nene giggles softly in response, so you think you did that correctly. The voice in your head screams to get on with it, and you're in no condition to resist it. "D-Do you want to..."
"I-I know what to do! The girls in those videos Polka showed me, they..."

Nervously, Nene grasps your cock by the base, giving it a soft squeeze as you fidget in response, pulse picking back up. This is actually happening. Slowly, she strokes you, alternating between looking up at you and down at the thing in her hand, rubbing her legs together awkwardly.

"Am I doing this right?" She asks, picking up the pace. Her thumb presses against your tip softly, grinding against it for a moment. You're starting to leak precum...
"Y-Yeah, Nene, you're doing great," You reply, trying to stay calm. This is your first time doing anything like this. Don't fuck it up. Your inhibitions continue to melt as an idea enters your mind. Of course, your horny-controlled brain immediately gives it the go ahead. Reaching forward, you lift Nene's skirt. Wet pink fabric greets you.
"H-Hey!" Nene nearly yells, squeezing your cock in response. Her face flushes a shade darker. "I didn't say you could--"
"Just...let me return the favor, okay?" You interject. Nene quiets down as she huffs, legs starting to shake as you reach in and under her skirt, rubbing the wet spot in her groin firmly as she continues to stroke you. The bear spasms, knees starting to buckle as you stimulate her in return, sweat starting to bead up on her forehead.
"T-That's...ohhh~," She moans quietly, stroking you faster in response. "That's good, that's...keep doing that..."

Nene leans back into you as you rub against her, taking care to play with you just as much in return. The closet quickly fills with quiet moans and shuddering breaths from the pair of you as time passes slowly, each of you trying different movements to get a reaction out of the other. Nene quickly focuses in on your head as you plunge your hand down her panties, sliding your fingers against her slit as the pair of you begin to pant and shake. Finally, things reach boiling point.

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>>2385164
"Nene, I'm gonna-" You wheeze, knees starting to buckle. "Gonna cum..."
"M-Me too...keep going!" She whimpers, trying to stay quiet.

In a lust-fueled haze, you lean back into Nene, pressing your lips against hers without warning. The girl tenses up and moans into your mouth almost immediately, sinking into your embrace as she convulses and shakes, squirting against your hand as you continue to pleasure her below the fabric covering her. The pressure building in your groin finally reaches a critical point as you give in, shooting your cum against Nene's thighs and covered groin as she works your shaft, coaxing everything she can out of you. With both of you spent, you stay there, supporting one another as you both struggle to recover from your climaxes.

"...Mmf..." Nene mutters, breaking away from your lips as she slowly regains control of her shaking legs, lazily looking down at your wilting cock and the mess on her legs. A dirty smile crosses her face. "I guess I did a good job, then?"
"The best," You nod in approval, basking in the afterglow of your closet romp. You've been masturbating for awhile, but that finish was nothing like you've ever experienced before. "Didn't...expect that today..."
"H-Hehe...I just wanted to dote on you a little bit, but then you got Nene all...excited..."

She chuckles nervously as she pulls her hand away from your groin, and you oblige. Sheepishly, you nod over to the sink in the closet, and the two of you move over to it to wash yourselves up the best she can. Nene definitely has it worse; at least you managed to get your dick out of your underwear. Hers is ruined until it can be washed.

"So, you uh...you think I'm cute?" You tease, looking over to the bear. She mumbles something in the affirmative. "And the others do too? That why I'm being singled out?"
"Mm...Botan wants to be in control, and Polka is following her example...I-I just follow what Polka does, since, y'know, she's my best friend, but uhm...yes..."
"Do uh...they know you're here right now? With me? *Alone?*"

She tenses up, looking away from you as she clears her throat.

"Please don't say anything."

With a sigh, you nod your head, tucking yourself back into your pants once you're convinced you've washed yourself clean. On the bright side, you're comfortable knowing that they don't hate you. The fantasy from before plays itself once more in your mind's eye unbidden, and you recoil. Could be a reality at this point. A quick peck on your cheek takes you out of the thought, however, as Nene sidles up to you.

"Let's, uhm...m-meet up sometime and....do more stuff. To each other. L-Like that. It was fun! Y-You had fun, right? I did." The girl looks incredibly anxious.
"Sure, Nene," You reply, rubbing the back of your neck awkwardly. She wants to do it again?! Hell yes! "I had a lot of fun, don't worry."

With that, Nene sighs in content, and the two of you leave the closet together...the bell ringing punctuating the fact that you both missed your classes. Goddamnit.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vQpRssfi0aJoDjzahYxO1sFhfKfJejY3tqkDR8aAWT9Srta8FBwebMZlYfxHjNDCpTYETRvjSM4nOne/pub

I have other ideas for the other two but this is the first thing that broke me out of writer's block in about a week. Hopefully it's to your liking.

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>>2385138
>>2385164
>>2385224
absolutely amazing

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>>2385138
>>2385164
>>2385224
Fucking Mint

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>>2385138
>>2385164
>>2385224
So how long until the bear swats away the small small fennec and starts kicking the lion while screaming "HE BELONGS TO NENE!" and/or forces them to stop the bullying and replace it with two times the doting?
I knew Nene was innocent, she doesn't have a single evil cell in her body.

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>>2385138
>>2385164
>>2385224
Pure kino. Thanks anon, I can't wait to see what you do with the other girls.
Especially Botan

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>>2385138
>>2385164
>>2385224
nene is the cutest
thank you anon

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>>2386321
I was planning on playing it straight this time. No kidnappings or the like. Maybe an alt. end.
>>2386636
Current plans are Polka rooftop blowjob and Botan full on sex.

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>>2388461
Wouldn't expect anything less from my favorite lion.

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>>2386016

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>>2388845
I see you liked the story 'Prisuner'.

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>>2389837
Please do not compare my story to that scatfest.

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>>2390040
Not a comparison, as much as the fact he literally uses the word 'prisuner' in it. Unless that term existed beforehand. It's possible I'm retarded and didn't know.

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>>2390124
It's the name given to her members.
I actually used it as the title of the story because it already had a double meaning (her name + prisoner because if you're paying her you're esentially smitten with her) so I figured I'd give it a third meaning, in the story's case, you're her prisoner because either you stay with her or she says what you did.

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>>2390227
So I'm retarded! It all works out. I really like that story, Anon. Any chance you plan on making other things? No pressure.

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>>2390227
risu has the deepest lore and the deepest pussy!

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>>2390257
Kanata and (you) both having a mutual crush without noticing the other does too, leading to Coco playing wingwoman for both of you. It has not been easy to write so far.

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>>2390399
Best of luck man. Getting stuck on stuff sucks harder than anything else. Don't murderize yourself over it.

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>>2390399
I eagerly await. More Kanata is always good.

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>>2390399
this is an awesome idea anon, looking forward to it

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>>2390399
What if Coco also joins?

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>>2391937
Who knows, maybe after getting to know the both of you in depth in order to help, she may just decide that she likes what she sees.

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>>2388461
God, you are simply amazing. Keep it up, anon!

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>>2389837
I didn't read that story until now, it's funny how similar some things are compared to mine.

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Good to see there are still writer anons interested in this thread. Was getting worried that the thread was slowly dying from how inactive it's been getting.

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I've been thinking about a story prompt for bit and just wanted to know what you guys would think of it.
You're best friends with Matsuri. As of recent you've developed "narcolepsy". You always wake up hot and bothered. Later find out Matsuri is pregnant but no father is in sight. Help her through pregnant times and so on.

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>>2396394
Writer's block sucks, Anon. More so when you've done a lot in a short span of time. I'm thirty-five chuuba stories deep and felt like I hit a wall. Hope to contribute more to keep the thread going and inspire more Anons to write their own works.

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>>2396616
Hard yes.

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>>2353656
nice

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>page 9
Please.
>>2396394
I think we should sometimes link this thread to /hlgg/ to spark interest, I'm pretty sure there's lots of anons that don't know we are making chuuba stories here and might be interested.

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>>2396763
how tall is nene in comparision?

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>>2403767
huh, it never registered to me that Nene is actually among the taller holos at 159cm

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I hope boxing Korone anon is okay

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>>2402444
>>2402645
some tako wrote a fic in /wah/ if anyone is interested

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>>2401309
If you think it wouldn't derail things into shitposting it could be worth it.
>>2404914
Nice stuff.

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>>2401309
An anon linked this to the /vtag/ thread so maybe there's that for interest

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>>2216627
It’s been a week since the whole kerfuffle with Noel. Your hate towards her has yet to subside. Just the mere thought her existence is enough to annoy you and of course you think about her everyday as your broken nose serves as a reminder. You visited the hospital with Flare last week. The doctor told you your nose should heal within a month but since the impact was so hard that it completely shattered the cartilage and your nose may heal to be a bit crooked. When you heard that you were furious. Noel has left a terrible mark on you and it will never fade. That’s beyond infuriating. She has to pay for what she has done. What was once your best friend being now your worst enemy.

On the other hand, Flare has been extremely helpful and kind to you over the week although she has always been like that so it’s not like it’s nothing new but it always feels nice regardless to have someone there to help you out. Flare has been visiting your apartment every day and helping you with chores or just any problems you may have. Honestly you don’t really the help; you only have a broken nose, everything else works fine although you find yourself getting angry a lot. Just anything that reminds you about Noel is enough to enrage you but Flare is always there to comfort and calm you down. Just the sight of her is calming enough. You honestly can’t thank Flare enough for what she done.

However, Flare did not come today. It’s 9:00PM and she usually drops by at 5:00PM. A little worrying but you have to remember she also has her own life to live, she’s probably busy with something else so you can’t fault her. Besides she’s already done more than enough. Although you would think that she would call or text you if she couldn’t make it. Hmmmm No good. If you keep thinking about it, you’re going make yourself worry too much. You’re sure she’s fine and that she’ll swing by tomorrow.

It’s 1:00AM now. You’re starting to feel sleepy so you preparing yourself for bed: Shower taken, teeth brushed, pyjamas on… You’re ready for bed. But you despite your groggy state, you can’t sleep. Flare is still on your mind. Before you were able to distract yourself with games and videos but in bed you’re left alone with your thoughts. You can’t help but feel a sense of dread. Why didn’t she come today? Did something happen? Is she safe? You shake your head to rid your thoughts. You are way too clingy. You got to stop that otherwise you’ll creep her out but Flare is nice, she wouldn’t think that right? You heave a sigh. You’re just going back and forth with yourself. No more thinking. Shut your eyes and just count sheep. 1 sheep 2 sheep 3 shee-

Your phone buzzes beside you, interrupting your sheep counting. Who the hell wants to talk at this hour. You grab your phone and turn it on. The screen is bright so your eyes shy away from it for a few seconds but once you look you at it, you’re glued to the screen. It’s Flare. You don’t even know what she wrote yet but it’s a huge relief just to receive any form of contact from her. You frantically tap you pass code in order to see the message but what you see only leaves you with confusion and repulsion.

‘Come to Noel’s house.’ It reads. Why the fuck do you have to go to her house? Your anger is welling up, sleep leaving you by the moment. You really don’t want to go but if Flare is asking you can’t say no. You jump out of bed and dart outside. No time to change clothes.

Knowing Flare, she’s probably wants the two of you to make up. Sorry Flare but that isn’t happening. She needs to realise that monster is not be reasoned with and you’re going to be the one who shows her that.

Before you know you’re already in front of the bastard’s house. You forgot how disgustingly close it was to your apartment but it also means you get to Flare quicker as well. You close in on the door. Ready to bang on it with full force but just as you do, the door slams open. It was unlocked. Sure the local neighbourhood is a pretty safe place but that doesn’t warrant leaving the front door unlocked. Something is not right here you feel.

Stepping into the house you see that everything is just shrouded in darkness. It doesn’t look like there is a single soul here. Is Flare really here? You quickly scan all the rooms on the first floor, the kitchen, living room, bathroom… But there really is no one around and it seems it’s been like that for a while with so much dust built up everywhere. You’ve been here before a while back but it looks completely different. You remember it being homely but now it just seems desolate. Has Noel been living like this for a long time? That’s pathetically pitiful.

You return to the front door. The only place left to check is the second floor. There is no point in dawdling so you jog up the stairs. The stairs are still as creaky as ever, the only thing that seems familiar in this stupid house.

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>>2408959
Reaching the landing of the stairs, you finally spot what seems like occupancy. Light floods out from under a one of three doors on this floor. The door also a sign hanging on it reading: Noel’s room. “Ugh.” You instinctively groan. Well it’s time to get over and done with. You take a deep breath and brace yourself. You slam the door open.

The sight before your eyes is too much to take in. In the instant you feel you an excruciating head pounding pain, almost as if someone took a hammer right to your head. The longer you look, the worse it gets. Your legs soon crumble under your weight but you still can’t tear your eyes away her. Just yesterday you saw her loving smile, heard her hearty laugh and felt her warm embrace. But today? She lies motionless on the cold wooden floor. Her head partially caved in exposing the gruesome sight of her shattered skull; blood and brain matter seeping out through the rupture. There she is in a pool of her own gore. Flare is dead.

You’re finally able rip your eyes from that horrific sight but it’s burnt into your brain. You can never unsee it. You then feel start to feel last night’s dinner rise up your esophagus; you make no attempt to suppress it as vomit violently erupts from your mouth while you cough and hack, tears fleeing from your eyes. This must be a nightmare; it has to be. Your brain is just playing a real nasty trick on you. Enough is enough. Time to wake up as you weakly take your hand to pinch yourself as hard you possibly can.

Unfortunately, it is no trick of the brain as you hoped. This is the reality you live in. You begin to wail; you don’t remember crying this hard ever since you were a kid. Your arms and knees are no longer able to support you up as you collapse into own vomit. You don’t care anymore. Life is meaningless. You could die now for all you care.

But then an irritable voice speaks “Ah don’t do that anon, you’re going to make it harder for me to clean up.” You raise you puke and tear sodden face to see the speaker, although you already know who is speaking.

That stupid bitch Noel. You already know Noel did the deed as she makes no attempt to hide the murder weapon. A sanguine mace with tiny bits of flesh and threads of blonde hair with highlights of red cling to it. You’d slaughter her in an instant if you were able to pick yourself up off the ground but unfortunately that’s going have to wait until you can regain your strength.

“Ahh but despite the mess you made I’m glad to see you again. I missed you!” The audacity of this cunt to say that and smile in a time like this. She gets up from her bed, dragging her mace along the floor and leaving red footsteps behind her. “DON’T YOU COME ANY CLOSER YOU PSYCHO BITCH!” You feel absolute fury burning within you but also trembling fear as you don’t know what she has in store for you. “That’s no way to talk to your best friend like.” She pouts. “YOU’RE NO FRIEND. YOU’RE A FUCKING DEMON!” She kneels before, smashing the mace an inch away from your face into the ground causing the wooden floor to splinter. The smell of iron is nauseating. “Ohh if you’re going to keep shouting and being so rude I’m going to have punish you.” That threat shuts you down, you realize in this moment you’re at her mercy.

You can catch Flare’s body in peripheral vision causing tears to well up again. There’s a lot of questions you want to ask but you’re only able to get one word out of your choked throat. “Why?” The sobbing is uncontrollable. “Because she tried to steal my beloved of course.” Beloved? Who’s that? It saddens you further to learn Flare loved another man but there are more pressing matters at hand. “So… So you just killed her over that?” “Of course” She beams. “I could never let anyone take you away from me Anon. And Flare is no exception to that despite how much I loved her. No one gets in the way between me and beloved.” Did you hear that right? She loves you? Nononono your ears must be blocked, there’s no way in hell a bully like Noel confessed to you. This isn’t like a ‘girl bullies’ boy she likes’ scenario. She fucking assaulted you and murdered your best friend in cold blood. She hates you just as you hate her. “BULLSHIT, you hate me. Why else you all those horrible things to me if you loved me.”

“It’s the truth! I did all that so I could get your attention. Although the punch was not planned. I am really really sorry I messed up your cute face!” She clasps her hands together, mace still in hand. You want to get pissed, you want to get mad but you’re also really tired. You don’t want to think or feel anything anymore because it’s not like it matters anyway. You shut your eyes “Whatever I’ve heard enough. Just hurry up and kill me already.” You speak wearily. May be in the afterlife you might be able to reunite with Flare. Sounds romantic.

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>>2409070
“I think you got the wrong idea Anon. I’m not going to kill you. Why would I kill my future husband?” She brings a finger to her chin as if she were pondering. “No. Noel I’m begging you. Please end my life. I have nothing to live for anymore.”

All of a sudden she cups you face with her free hand and forces her lips on to yours. Your eyes shoot wide open again. You try to recoil your tongue into the back of your throat but you’re too slow as she wrestles it down with her own tongue. A pop can be heard as she untwines her tongue from yours can; breaking contact with your lips and a trail of saliva forming between your mouths. Disgusting; you try to cough up a puke so can at least wash out the taste but nothing comes up. “What are you talking about? You have me to live for.” She speaks at she stares deep into your eyes with a blank expression before turning bright red and developing a wide dopey smile on her face. “Kyaaah I can’t we finally had our first kiss! You don’t know how long I want to do this for!”

While Noel celebrates, you wallow in sorrow. Even now she still refuses to listen to you. She won’t give you the sweet release of death. She’s going to force you to live this awful reality.

“Well now that were officially going out. We’ve got a lot of love dovely stuff to do! I can’t wait!” She pumps her hand in the air.

“And just so you know, if you try run away you’ll face punishment!” She winks. You can’t even bother to react to her threat.

This is your life now. Better learn to enjoy it.

Woah this took long to get out. Had to go through several rewrites until I felt satisfied with this. I hope you guys enjoy this.

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>>2409144
Flare...

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>>2409144
Classic yandere ending. Good work!

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>>2409144
What an ending! Good stuff, anon.

[Anonymous No.]

any pekora prison stories?

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>>2409144
Amazing work, anon!

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>>2412021
Sadly, not yet. I'm sure someone will write the Rabbit being choked and fucked soon.

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>>2414828
god i hope

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>>2401309
/hlgg/ has a lot coomers for M stuff, but if they came here in droves the threads may become volatile

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>>2409144

I thought we were going down the secret yandere Flare route. Now I'm just sad...

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>>2418450
[spoiler[That's an alt ending I'm going write some time soon[/spoiler]

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>>2418450
That's an alt ending I'm planning to write some time soon

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>>2318989

A minute later, the woman was back on her feet and you both cross the street, the traffic light now green again. You had been so free as to extend the protection of your umbrella to the pink-haired girl – not that it helps her much by now, seeing how she is already drenched from head to toe.

“Are you living far from here?” you ask her politely and she shakes her head no, not meeting your gaze.

“Do you want me to walk you home?” another shake – no. You start to wonder if her awkward demeanor actually was a character trait, or if (you) were the problem after all. “Thank you, but… I don’t… want to trouble you… any further,” she quietly adds and you are almost elated that the character trait theory seems to hold true for now.

“Trust me, I’d be much more troubled if I let you off like that”, you insist. Your mother had taught you better, after all. As you reach the other side of the road, the girl seems to have accepted you offer, albeit wordlessly. You stand still for a few seconds, looking left then right. When the girl makes no move to pick either direction, you speak again.

“You have to take the lead here, lady.”

“A-aah! Sorry!” The pink haired woman winces and hastily turns left. After you had walked a block worth of distance in awkward silence, you cough lightly.

“You never gave me your name, by the way. I’ve introduced myself a while ago, you know”, you try to keep your tone as lighthearted as possible, remembering that too much sarcasm had led you to some misunderstandings in the past – especially in this country.

“Uhh…” the girl fumbles a little with the hoodie she is still holding “its… Minato. Minato Aqua.”

“Huh…” you let the name sink in for a bit. Rolling it around in your head, something clicks. Aqua Minato… pink hair with blue strands… air-headedness as main character trait… was there not a streamer like that when you were lurking on YouTube during last year’s pandemic? You share your thoughts and the girl stops in her tracks, visibly panicking.

“T-that’s not me!” To your surprise, she is looking you dead in the eyes now. Interesting, so she *could* do that… if she was riled up enough. It seems that your reaction is not what Aqua was hoping for, so she stutters on. “I s-swear! W-what a coincidence! Ehehe… I hear that a-all the time! H-honestly, I don’t even know what a V-Tuber is, ha-ha…!”

Good lord, the acting. You always thought those girls were playing characters, but you now realize that Aqua here could not possibly play anyone but herself and hope to fool a blind, deaf man with it. Still, the girl’s day had been bad enough, so you drop the topic and simply claim that you must have been mistaken. At least your acting is somewhere around “high school drama club” level, so Aqua seems appeased enough and you continue on your way.

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>>2419304

“B-by the way…” Aqua picks up the conversation after a while, even quieter that before. It is getting harder and harder to make out her words in the still ongoing monsoon “uuuh… did you ever watch any streams of m-… this other Aqua girl?”

You suppress a chuckle as you recognize her pitiful attempt of subtlety. If she really cares about her anonymity, she could have just stayed quiet for the rest of the way and be done with it… yet here she is, asking opinions of a random guy off the street. Well, you do not hesitate with your answer – too tempting is the notion to see how far you can lure her out of her shell.

“Nah, not really” you answer in your best non-caring tone. It has the intended effect of making Aqua sputter. Now, to add insult to injury…

“In fact, I liked the dog-girl much more… uhh Korone? I should check on her once in a while, now that you mention it.”

Aqua stops once more and looks at you, now pouting.

Cute.

“You did not tune in for a single stream? Not even clips?”

“Now that you mention it… I think I did see a clip of her getting an actual fever over trying to work out some construction in Minecraft. I think the chat had a nickname for her-“

“S-shut up! The fever was completely unrelated to the project!” Aqua had turned beet red by now, her fists clenching the hem of her hoodie even tighter.

“Whoa, whoa…” you playfully appease. You feel like you have an epiphany, finally understanding the psychology behind boys pulling on girls’ pigtails on the playground. It was just plain fun. “I know she coincidentally shares your name and all-“, you make sure to put this statement in physical air quotes “…but to be honest, I’m just not that into Apex. Sorry, if I insulted you-“, you fake a cough “your waifu, I mean. Or oshi… or whatever the kids call it these days.”

Aqua’s mouth opens and closes a few times when she realizes that her “I’m-not-who-you-know-I-am” sham had not been bought at all. As she finds no words even on the seventh try, the girl quickly turns away and picks up the pace again - so fast that she almost outruns the umbrella.

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>>2418569
Nayrt but hank you anon, i kneel to (You)

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It does not take that much longer before you come to stop in front of an unobtrusive multi-story apartment building. Aqua turns to you and fidgets again.

“Thanks for helping me out today!” She bows a bit more violently than necessary.

“No worries” you laugh it off “I just hope that the sushi you spilled over the pavement wasn’t the only option you have on dinner tonight, haha!”

Aqua visibly cringes before forcing out a “now that would be something else… ahaha-ha…” You catch her eying the items cradled in her hoodie, then the plastic bag hanging from your arm.

“… you’re kidding, right?”

Aqua just continues to blush, avoiding your eyes once more. You sigh and start fishing around in your grocery bag.

“Take this then” you say as you offer her the bento box and your fried chicken “I have something else at home.”

You cut off the usual polite shtick of “I couldn’t possibly” and “I wouldn’t dare to impose” with a glare and she quietly takes the offered items, adding them to her hoodie-pouch. Well then, you guess this is goodbye. You give her a short wave and wish her well, before turning to leave.

“W-wait!” Aqua calls after you. You turn back towards her and see how she starts to rummage in the actual front pocket of the hoodie, hidden somewhere beneath all the items stacked on top of it. The pink-haired girl finally procures a 1000 Yen bill with an almost dorky expression of satisfaction and offers it to you.

“At least take this as compensation for the food!”

You only hesitate for a second before taking the bill. A gentleman you may be, but as they say: Ten bucks is ten bucks.

“Uhh…” it seems Aqua is still not quite done with you “I heard that… the o-other Aqua girl might be streaming tonight…”

“You think I should give her another chance?” you tease. Aqua nods while mumbling something unintelligible.

“Hmmm… will she be playing Apex though?” you ask with faked thoughtfulness, tapping your chin with the 1000 Yen bill. Shit, it smelled like girl. You pull yourself together as to not let your realization show.

“I heard she moved on from that…”

You grin “might give it a shot, then”, and with another wave goodbye you finally turn to head home.

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/end of second part

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>>2419350
good shit anon, thanks

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>>2419350
Good work anon. That was a good read.

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>>2419350
Great stuff, anon. We're swimming in onions in this thread

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First time doing this, I just copy pasted from docs so hopefully that didn't fuck up the formating.

semi inspired by this
https://youtu.be/l7DLouYK_BI

(You)’ve been working at Cover for a while. Getting to know some of the girls has sure been an experience, from Aqua trying (and failing) to maintain a conversation to Marine’s open flirting, they sure have been a handful (not that you mind, complaining about hanging out with vtubers all day would be insane). One you’ve never really spoken too much with was Haachama and in an effort to try and connect, you overheard from some of the girls that she seems to be interested in cooking (although you weren’t sure what all the snickering was about) and so you decided to cook something to bring to the break room for everyone, hoping in the process you might bond over a shared hobby.

Deciding on truly bringing your A game, you decided to make Paella, a dish your not entirely sure how to pronounce, but it sure looked good online, it took a while to get some of the more obscure ingredients, but walking through the building and seeing some of the still busy girl’s eyes widen at the aroma as you walked to the break room made it all worth it (Nene nearly jumping out of her chair before telling her chat she might need to end stream early).

Walking into the break room (you) just happen to see the girl herself, munching on…something. Her head tilts out of curiosity as you begin filing trays of food and utensils onto the large table in the middle. Putting away her meal she starts, “I didn’t know we were ordering catering today” looking at her with a glint in your eye as she begins making a plate you tell her “we aren’t, all this was made by yours truly”. As she looks up at you with a face up surprise, she suddenly purses her lips to the side as she starts intensely inspecting both you and her plate, suddenly the doors to the break room fly off their hinges as some of the more “excitable” girls begin to go for plates of their own, you look back to your side only to see Haachama at the end of the table sitting down and giving you the side eye as she eats your food. *sigh*, maybe next time, you think to yourself as you grab yourself some food and talk amongst the other girls for the rest of break.

A couple hours near the end of your shift as you walk into the bathroom to relieve yourself, you open a stall and see Haachama inside wearing a chef’s hat, apron, and gloves looking at you expectantly “HA, I knew you would eventually have to come here!” you look at her slightly dumbfounded, had she been waiting here the entire day? “Haachama what are you doing in the men’s room?”, “Nevermind that!” she says, pointing her finger in your face “What are YOU doing thinking you can just show up Haachama like that!? everyone here knows that my cooking is far superior, now I’ll just have to prove it”, Before you can even reply she takes off one of her gloves before slapping both sides of your cheeks with it and throwing it on the ground “Tomorrow, my place, at 8, bring whatever you want and be ready to lose in a cookoff between me and you!” opening your mouth to reply she simply turns her nose up at you and walks out the bathroom.

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>>2421360
someone tell me if they seeing any writing fuck ups, I'm shit at punctuation and forgot to run it through grammarly

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>>2421389
At least from what I can see you're good anon. Nice fic.

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>>2419304
>>2419326
>>2419350

>“Hmmm… will she be playing Apex though?”
>“I heard she moved on from that…”
>“might give it a shot, then”

Based?!?!

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>>2409144
poor flare

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>>2421770
Too unrealistic, stopped reading

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>>2419350
I can't believe I'm learning to love Baqua purely through fan-fiction. I love it. Great stuff, anon.

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>>2427486
how do you mean?

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>>2428311
Just a joke about Aqua never moving on from Apex lol, I actually really liked the fic

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Hope the guy who is doing the gura fic is ok

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>>2428625
oh shit I'm retarded, I also wrote >>2421360
and just saw the (you) and assumed it was about the fic and not my other msg

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>>2430080
It's a great story, Anon!
I hope this thread survives the night.

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>>2434748
it will
infact I just bumped it

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Since the newest hologra is up:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IeWMT2PVhE0
I wish to request a yandere tokino sora story where she murders every other female acquaintance you have (that may or may not be other hololive girls) and marking you as hers.

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>>2439687
Why not one where she slowly stabs you as she rides you?

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>>2439687
Sora kills off every hologirl that tries to get close or is close to you and forces management to cover it up as them graduating.

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>>2439894
>Everyone graduates until it's just you and her
>Though probably sora had a deal with kiara to lock calli in the latter's sex dungeon since both can't die.

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>>2439894
let sora be a cunning type yandere
will only reveal her true colors to (you), while also silently taking down other holos through her "connections" just to get (you)

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>>2439687
someone please

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>>2439687
I might try writing about this when I get free time. (No guarantees though) Does anyone want to suggest any finer details they want in?

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>>2443856
Dropping the facade once she has (You) in her hands.

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>>2443856
Happy end for (you) and the yandere
It would be a shame for all that effort to go to waste

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>>2446464
>all of the other holos were planning to claim you and do horrible things to you
>including but not limited to: mutilation, murder, soul binding, etc
>sora took it upon herself to protect you, even if she had to "graduate" her fellow hololive members
>Each "graduation" carried out slowly but surely warped her personality, or rather, ot freed her psychotic side from deep within
>after she "graduated" everyone in hololive, after realizing what she's done she comes to you for comfort and pleads you "help" her lest she falls into a psychotic breakdown, lest she brings you harm too
>happy ending?

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>>2447187
I approve of the this (questionably) happy ending.

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>>2447187
sounds absolutely batshit insane, would definitely read.

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>>2447187
I like the idea of everyone else trying to murder you. Would like to see that.

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>>2447187
Nice yandere battleground

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>>2447187
>yandere battle ground
Excellent
>hurr durr if im yan ill hurt you too :'(
quit that, just because someone is willing to harm others to get her way doesnt mean she HAS to observe generalized aggression, come on now

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>>2449099
how would you do it then

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>>2452724
Not the anon but i would make it like she is defending you from other yanderes and ensure that no harm comes your way while also being insanely obsessive.

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>>2455652
Was thinking getting increasingly unchinged and claiming your dick for it is her right

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>>2455688
Unhinged i mean.

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>>2455688
That works too, not many works depicts the process of someone turning into a yandere.

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>>2455928
>It's just us now Anon... Nobody will hurt you ever again. Now, don't you think your protector deserves a reward? Hmhm~

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>>2456619
>Still being horrified and confused as to what's happening as Sora steps out of her panties

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>Sora starts the hololive rumbling for the one she loves

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https://streamable.com/3n7hhr
The Dinky Deliverer is coming

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>>2462715
Goddamn Nina's voice is so good.

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A Continuation of the boxing Korone fic, Korone in Hara Pandemonium 2

The atmosphere was charged with sexual tension as you and Korone walked from your uber up to her apartment. The whole ride over you two had kept your hands to yourself, being polite to the uber driver, but even still the car had steamed up in no time. The uber driver made a comment about both of you still being fired up from the gym, which was a pretty convenient coverup to the fact you and Korone both knew you were on the way to her place to absolutely destroy each other in bed, probably in several ways.

As you exited the Uber, Korone had grabbed your hand in a very tender way, and with eyes that looked like they were swimming in desire, led you up a flight of stairs to her apartment without a word exchanged between you. You didn’t have a boner right now, but it felt like you were breathing fire with every breath. You could feel the heat exiting your nostrils and the coolness of the air you took in. You had never done something like this with Korone. Before tonight, you two had only been gym partners, but something had happened while you were punching her back in the ring, something you felt right away, and now here you were. You wondered if she was a virgin. You were pretty confident that was the case, but you weren’t sure, and it wasn’t the time to bring that up.

As you arrived at her door she let go of your hand and fumbled in her purse for a second to bring out her keys. She hadn’t looked at you since grabbing your hand and pulling you along, and you could feel the reason why in the air, it was the same reason you were glad she hadn’t. If you so much as looked her in the eyes again you’d pounce on her right then and there, in the lobby, in the stairwell, in the doorway even. She opened the door and stepped inside her apartment, and for a second you thought she might close the door on you, but she turned and opened the door wider, finally looking you in the eyes. Those eyes were speaking volumes to you, begging for you to step inside that door and breed her; she was in heat and your animalistic side was picking up on it. You almost leapt through the threshold, pouncing on her and bringing her in for a deep lustful kiss as you pawed at the door behind you to close it. Your more logical side of the brain tried to tell you the door wasn’t locked but you were in the full throes of primal animalistic passion, and you ignored it.

You didn’t know where Korone’s bedroom was, but you saw a couch out of the corner of your eye and you led her to it, pushing her down onto it as you start to unbuckle your pants and she pulls her leggings down. Your dick was painfully swollen the second you stepped through the door, and now it was out in the open, and ready for action. Korone just spread her legs, signaling there was no need for foreplay, that had been taken care of at the gym. Her pussy was glistening and bright pink, you wished you could dive face first but your need to bury your dick in her was too great.

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Korone let out a shaky whimper as you entered her, but she still wraps her legs around your waist and pulled you in. her whole body tensed up as you went balls deep into her, and she tensed up and held her breath for a second before relaxing again. “Are you alright Korone?” You asked, breaking the silence between you for the first time since the gym. A breathy “keep going” was all she said as she reached her arms up to pull you into another deep kiss. You started pumping in and out as she pulled your shirt up and over your head, breaking the kiss for only a second before continuing, followed by you doing the same to her. You were both completely naked now, and Korone’s moans were starting to climb in intensity.

Korone let out a louder, longer moan as you lowered your head to her breasts and started sucking tenderly and you feel her pussy tighten up around your dick. You realized she was cumming, so you picked up the pace, sending her into an even more intense series of panting moans as she dug her nails into your back. You barely felt the pain, but instead there was a rise in the pleasure you felt from it. God, were you a masochist now? You decide it doesn’t merit a second thought as you start to feel your climax coming on. You thrust harder now, and you think Korone was on the verge of finishing her first orgasm as you send her into another when she feels your dick swelling even more and starting to spurt into her. She pulls you in tighter and her nails start to trail across your back as she shakes violently and her moans die into a voiceless cry of pleasure, all the sound catching in her throat as you finish your last spurts into her.

For a moment the world is nothing but a memory, nothing but each other existing in your mind as you and Korone lay on the couch, enjoying the afterglow of your first times together.

You’re not sure how much time passed, but eventually Korone breaks the silence with a groan “owowowow my uterus…” She pulls her hands down between you to and presses on her womb. “Are you alright?” You ask, not sure what’s going on. “Mmhmm, just… after the punches and cumming twice really hard, my tummy is sore now.” she tells you, eliciting a couple chuckles from you since you know that was all you. You’re proud but also a bit sorry, though you know she enjoyed it, even the painful parts. The joke is on you, though, since your chuckles make you painfully aware of the scratches on your back and you wince “ahh, that stings.” You say and reach back to touch where the pain is coming from. You have blood on your finger, but not much, and it was totally worth it. Korone, however, lets out a small gasp “Oh no I’m sorry Anon, let me see your back!”

You lift yourself off her and sit on the couch, leaning forward to let her take a look. She sits up and leans over “hmm it’s not so bad, stop being such a baby, Anon. Though let me help since you’re whining about it hehe.” She teases you. You weren’t expecting it but you feel her lean closer and lick your back! It feels kind of nice, but is she licking your blood? You get a bit of a half-chub again from it but still ask “uhh Korone, what are you doing?”

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“Dog’s saliva has healing properties. Besides, I dont think I have enough of you inside me, I want some more.” God how does she say all these sexy things so easily? Your half chub grows into a fully-semi-chub and you gulp. “Eh?” Korone suddenly says “Oh no I’m dripping! Ah, Anon let’s go to the bedroom, I need to use the bathroom to clean up.”

You two move over to her bedroom, still naked, Korone walking with her hands between her legs to catch any semen that might be dripping out of her. She tells you to get in bed and she’ll be right back. You sit down, but can’t help but be curious over her computer. “Wow that’s a nice setup. She is a streamer, so I guess that makes sense.” You muse, taking in the fancy PC case and multi-monitor setup. You get a dastardly idea to start a stream of you two going at it but you would never do that to her. It would be hot, though…

Your devilish thoughts are interrupted as Korone reemerges from the bathroom, and you get your first good look at her completely naked. Her toned legs and abs send shivers up your spine as you ogle her body brazenly. “Hmmp, looks like you can’t get enough of me eh?” She says, sauntering over and standing right in front of you as you sit on the bed. Her stomach is at eye level and you wrap your arms around her midsection and tenderly kiss her abdomen. She laughs ticklishly and pushes you backwards down onto the bed. “I guess I did say I wanted more of you inside me… but this time,” she says as she climbs on top of you “maybe I’ll be the one in charge…”

She grinds against your stiff erection, letting her juices cover your dick to get it ready to put inside. Her hand comes down to cradle your face but then pulls back and slaps you hard. You cry out in shock more than pain, but it does smart. “Koron-” you’re cut off “Shut up Anon, didn’t you hear me? I’m in charge,” She slaps you again “and now you’re gonna have to do what I say. She reaches over to grab something off her bed, a pair of panties, you see as she shoves it into your face “Put these in your mouth. I wore them during my 24 hour stream the other day, I’m sure you’ll like them.” She dangles them over your face, and you get the feeling she doesn’t just shove them in your mouth because she’d enjoy seeing you do it yourself, so you do. There’s a certain tang to them, and your mouth and nostrils fill with her scent, a slightly stale version of it at least. She’s still grinding on your dick, but you’re hearing an audible wetness now.

“Good boy. Now, put your hands under your butt, you’re not allowed to use them anymore.” she commands you. You look to her breasts, bouncing in front of you, and you want to so badly reach up and grab them, but you follow her orders and tuck them behind your lower back where they’re pinned under your and hers’ weight. Your reward is a quick slap to the face again followed by Korone moving her hand down to guide your dick inside her “Good boy.” is all she says as she puts a hand on your chest to steady herself. She’s bouncing up and down now, and you thrust up in time with her. “Anon, I want you to cum inside me again. Now.” She tells you, balling up her fist. You try to complain it’s too soon, but your mouth is full and she punches you in the side of the face “Don’t talk back.”

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Your face throbs, but it’s not a full strength punch, you know from experience. Your mouth is starting to fill up with saliva and the panties are soaked with it at this point. You nod to her, trying to convey that you’ll try but after another few seconds of thrusting with no orgasm she punches you again, this time in the liver. “Cum inside me!” She demands more forcefully as she delivers another punch. “Cum inside me!” she keeps repeating as she punches at your sides some more. You try to tell her it’s too soon, but she’s not having it. The pain is starting to build up into a sort of pressure on it’s own, but not in a bad way. You’re getting closer and closer to cumming and her repeating “Cum Inside me” is also adding to it, and soon enough you’re right on the brink. Korone feels it too, and just as you’re about to cum, she drops her weight fully onto your dick and sends a barrage of light punches right above your groin. That definitely does something, but you’re not sure how, since your first spurt feels like one of the strongest spurts in your life! It’s like she was physically pumping your dick by punching you in that spot, and your whole body trembles as you empty yourself into her.

Your arms come loose from under you as your body contracts, somehow lifting your weight off them. Korone runs a hand along your chest. “More” is all she says, and you might have just came the hardest you ever have, but you’re still raring to go, though this time, you don’t think you’ll be the punching bag. You reach your arms up to Korone and grab her by the shoulders, flipping the both of you over onto the other side of the bed. “W-wait Anon! I’m still in charge!” She tries to protest, but you close your hands around her throat, cutting off any further protests. You pump into her as you tighten your grip, and you hear the wet slorping noises coming from where you’re joined, it’s a combination of her wetness and your jizz from your recent ejaculation still inside her. She tries to talk again, and you decide to do something about that.

You take the panties she stuffed into your mouth, the ones now drenched with your saliva, and shove them into her mouth instead. Her mouth is tinier than yours so they barely fit, but it’ll just serve as a better mouthguard for what you're about to do. You wouldn’t want her to chip a tooth or anything, after all. Still holding a hand closed around her throat, you pull back the other one to punch her in the face, and you feel her pussy clench with the impact. “Oh God damn, that felt great Korone.” You tell her as you pull back to punch her again. You can see in her eyes she’s more turned on than ever, and while she’s trying to push you away, she’s doing a very unconvincing job of it. You punch her in the face again, and you might have overdone it this time, you see the beginnings of a bruise gathering in the spot. Korone tightens up with the impact again, and you’re almost brought to a climax again. You pull your hand away from her neck, but are surprised when her hand brings it back to her neck. She looks at you and you can see in her eyes she’s screaming one word, “Harder.”

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You grip her neck tighter, this time actually choking her unlike the faux tightness you were using before. Her hands come to wrap around that arm, you’re not sure if trying to hold it in place or pretend she’s trying to pull it off. You keep thrusting, getting closer and closer to cumming inside her for a 3rd time today while your other hand pulls back for a punch. You strike her rich in the cheek and this time it whips her head to the side and makes her cry out in pain, along with her tightening. You’re so close, but you hold back, you want to take it just a bit further. You manage to wait a few more seconds, Korone is about to pass out from you choking her, and just as she’s slipping into unconsciousness, you let go. She gasps deeply through the panties in her mouth but doesn’t get much air. Instead she receives another punch to the mouth. Her head lolls to the side as you start to cum inside her again. You’re too enthralled by the pleasure to notice immediately that Korone had actually lost consciousness for a second, from a combination of the choking and how hard she came at the moment you punched her the last time. You only noticed as your own orgasm subsided, Korone’s pussy seemed to be trying to milk you still, the involuntary contractions from an orgasm.

You’re both covered in sweat, but you tenderly reach down and pull the panties out of Korone’s mouth before laying yourself down next to her. “Holy shit” you think to yourself “I love this girl.” Korone slowly stirs as you lay there next to her. “Korone, are you alright?”

“I’m great…” She wearily gets out, sounding like she’s still in a dream. “Anon, that was amazing.”

You pull her in closely, cuddling with her and kissing bruises from where you hit her. The two of you stay like that for a while before you drift off to sleep, completely exhausted by the night you shared.

[Anonymous No.]

Hope everyone enjoyed that one, I wasn't planning to continue since I still don't know Korone that much aside from a few clips I've seen, but after a few people requested it I figured I could bang another out. Hope it lived up to the expectations, and I do have some unused ideas from this one that might make it into a part 3 if I ever get around to it.
Feedback is welcome, too. I haven't written much in a long time so I'm a bit rusty, let me know anything you notice that I could improve on!

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>>2465387
Good God thats so hot

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>>2465387
Holy shit this is hot as hell, please continue making more. Not necessarily just about Korone too

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>>2317412
Kiara is the queen of cringe, no offence feel bad for her but i hope she doesnt chimp out like a crazy crack whore

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>>2465387
I like it, Anon. The only things I could recommend were keeping a closer eye on capitalization and punctuation in dialog specifically. Y'did good.

[Anonymous No.]

Tfw Fubuki is one of the most comfiest and wholesome holos and she hasn't had a fluffy fic yet. We need to fix this.

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>>2469396
>Sharing a deep kiss and having passionate wholesome sex with friend!

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>>2465387
Thank you for your service.

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>>2465387
Bless you anon.

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>>2465387
Holy shit, that was something else. I'm not really into punching or serious physical abuse, but that still got me going. Spectacular work, anon.

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>>2468740
Yeah, dialogue punctuation has always been something to work on for sure, thanks for the tips and glad everyone liked it!

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>>2469396
After the Omelas fics it's surprising no one's compensated with it. Comforting Friend after a long day at work as she confides in you how happy she is that she has someone who likes the real her and not just what she puts out online...

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>>2352630
I'm late but did this have a name?

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>>2484695
No name. I'm not really good with names so you can call it whatever you want.

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>>2419350

Back in your apartment, you take a quick shower and then set out to make dinner for yourself. A frown settles on your face, as you find no adequate substitute for the fried chicken you had given away. No way to save this meal, so you might as well settle for quick and dirty. You turn on the electric kettle and take two cups of instant ramen out of your cupboard. At least the Japanese variants were a little more sustaining and flavorful than the ones you know from your home country. You are pretty sure they are only half as cancerous as well. Probably.

After you are done with preparations, you take the cups over to the living room and settle on the couch there. You pick up the remote to your TV and open the YouTube app, curious to see what the pink haired girl has to say for herself in light of puppy-dog-eying you out of your convenience store food.

It takes just a few clicks to find her channel and once you open the livestream advertised on it, you realize that the show had already started a while ago. From what you can tell, it is a “just talking” kind of stream, and sure enough, there was Aqua, animatedly talking to the audience.

She had lost the basecap and had changed into something between a sailor and a maid uniform. Whatever it was, it sure was a lot more flattering to her attributes than the grey hoodie she had worn out on the street – understandable, considering the audience she catered to. Not a bad pick either. Wardrobe aside, you are quite surprised by how open and giddy she seems compared to her borderline autistic episode a few hours ago. She almost seems like a normal, cutesy girl… tough her dorkiness is still as obvious as daylight. It is endearing to watch, and she manages to talk about even the most mundane activities in an entertaining way. You begin to eat you dinner as you listen to her ramblings.

“Actually, there’s another thing I wanted to talk about. Something happened to me today… on the way home from the convenience store…” You catch yourself unintentionally leaning forward – were you about to have a cameo in front of what… more than ten thousand viewers? She would not actually, would she?

…

Three minutes later, you are dumbfounded. Apparently, you had failed to realize that you had been a little girl all your life. No, really. The story had started awfully familiar. The only difference was the bold claim that Aqua had been able to ask for a plastic bag with next to no issues. Next came the small detail of your entire character turning into a little girl. In addition, the roles were reversed. You, or rather… the little girl had been the one to slip and fall. Aqua, kind soul that she is, had picked you up and brought you home. You could not believe it.

Ironically, neither could her audience.

“Eh? What do you mean you don’t think I would be capable of helping a girl in need?” she reacts to messages from the chat “I’m Hololive’s number one idol-gamer-maid! Helping is my profession! Wha- you think I AM the little girl? Oi… OI! The girl was very grateful, you know. She even shared some of her fried chicken with me! In fact…” she hesitates and hisses a little – a quirk that showed quite often as filler in conversations, “I think… I think”, another hiss “ne, don’t you guys think… that little girl might have come to love me… a little too much?”

The sheer audacity! However, you cannot help yourself from smiling. Was this the power of charisma? Or was it just because she was a cute girl? How could you let her get away with it? You shake your head, still grinning. Well, it seems like you have gotten todays efforts paid back in entertainment, at least.

In fact…

Your eyes wander to the slightly crumpled 1000 Yen bill lying on the coffee table.

How about you call her out on her little embellishment of facts. Of course not in a way that would harm her, but surely there was a way… You ponder a little as you click trough the necessary steps in the superchat function. Selecting the 1000 Yen option, you settle on your message:

>Dropped my sushi in the rain today but found this bill instead. Buy some rice and vegetables for your fried chicken<

You hit send, and as soon as the message rushes over the screen in a yellow box, you begin to worry that it might have been a bit too cryptic for the two brain cells operating Aqua’s body to decipher.

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>>2484840

“Eh? Buy rice and vegetables for the chicken?” Aqua hisses a little “… why would you say something like that, listener-san? I understand the rice… but why ruin perfectly fine fried chicken with soggy vegetables? Ne, chat… do me a favor… don’t tell a girl to buy vegetables for herself – it will make her feel fat.”

That was quite snarky coming from the girl who could not meet your eyes for more than five seconds in real life. You are a little impressed. Still, did that mean she had just tossed half of the bento box you had given her? The little…! Well, she had technically paid for it...

The feedback from chat is split; half of them celebrates the roast of your message, while the other just spams “44.5” - her weight, maybe? You continue to listen to the stream for another hour or so before it ends. As the screen turns black, you see the reflection of yourself in the television screen. The realization hits you that you had not stopped smiling ever since tuning in. Huh, how about that. You spend the rest of the evening by browsing through clips, mainly - but not exclusively limited to - the ones involving Aqua.

As you are about to turn in for the night, currently brushing your teeth in the bathroom, you hear the ring assigned to e-mails go off on your cellphone. Dreading that this most likely meant another late night rescheduling of deadlines at work, you leave the bathroom to go and pick up your phone from the nightstand, toothbrush still in your mouth.

Huh. The name of the addressor is familiar… but not work-related.

*Soo… how did you like the stream?*

How on earth did she- … ah. The superchat. Your e-mail account is linked to your YouTube account, from what you remember. Was it that easy to pull this information from a donation? Was it even legal? You shrug after a second. Rather have a cute girl have your contact data than old Susan, right? You answer her honestly and praise her, but cannot help yourself from pointing out her “adventurous interpretation of today’s events”.

A minute later, another *ding* reaches your ears.

*Soooorry. I thought it would be funnier that way. Less… uhh pitiful too. Also the guys in chat don’t really like other guys*, there are dozens of emoticons attached, most of which you had no idea how they were typed without switching through three different keyboards to obtain all characters.

You move into bed and turn off the lights, before picking up the phone again to type out another answer. Before you realize it, an actual conversation develops. It was clunky due to the medium used – a circumstance Aqua understands, too. The fifth message or so entails her contact details on a popular messenger app. You add her without a second thought. The large bags you sport under your eyes when you arrive at work the next day are a clear indicator of just how well into the night the conversation had stretched…

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/end of third part

[Anonymous No.]

>>2484739
Gotcha. I'll come up with something.
>>2484872
Oh, perfect! While you're here, do you have a name in mind for this? Thank you for the the third part.

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>>2484947

uhhh "Play in the Rain and You get Wet" or something like that, maybe?

Glad you fellow anons seem to enjoy the fic, btw. The story should clock in with about two more chapters - hope you'll be looking forward to it!

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>>2484872
Thank you for another fine onion meal, you're the best anon.

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>>2484872
I fucking love these fluffy onion stories

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>>2472493
Based

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Anyone remember the yandere stalker gf Aqua story from a few threads back? I don't think it was added to the archives/ pastebin.

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>>2492773
Oh, shit.
https://pastebin.com/p1jS8Z5P
This one? I completely forgot to add it. I fucking wrote the thing and I forgot. Thanks for the heads up.

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>>2492861
Cute and spooky at the same time, as a proper yandere fic should be. I like it!

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>you're taking a walk to the convenience store to refuel your snack storage
>suddenly, in the corner of your vision you see a familiar blue hoodie and tail
>it's gawr gura herself, on a walk, completely oblivious to your presence
>you've made countless hornyposts online and ejaculated to her voice and fanart too many times to count
>in your mind, you know this is a golden opportunity sent from god himself: this is your chance to actually have sex with gura for real
>you know yourself, you're no charmer, forget a master of seduction
>the only way you're getting into that shark pussy is by raping her
>you casually follow her for a street or so, pretending you're just by happenstance going the same way
>gura doesn't seem to notice you at all
>you know these streets, there's an alley coming up which would make the perfect location for your depraved deed
>you silently sneak up behind her, and when you're close enough you grab her with one hand over her mouth and pull her into the alley
>she's struggling and pummeling you with her tiny fists, but there's no way she can overpower you with her small loli body
>you maneuver her head into the crook of your armpit and unzip your pants with your other hand
>any good sex session starts with foreplay, right?
>your cock erect in anticipation, you shove gura down and push the back of her head until your penis is completely engulfed in her warm, wet little mouth
>all this time gura hasn't stopped her struggling, but when she closes her mouth to suck you think she's finally gave in
>suddenly you feel a searing pain, more intense than you've ever felt, and your vision goes white from the sheer intensity of it
>gura's bit your dick clean off, the bloody hunk of meat still her mouth as blood gushes from the bottom
>you let out a primal howl of pain and collapse on the ground, not even registering the feeling of your knees hitting the concrete
>not that, nor anything could possibly compare the excruciating pain you're feeling right now
>you hardly notice gura spitting out your disembodied penis, leaving streaks and puddles of blood on the ground
>with your hands on hole that used to be your male member, you desperately try to stem the flow of blood
>you don't have time to react -not that you could even if she announced her intentions out loud- before she lands a sharp kick on your nose
>it must have taken all the strength in her little body to put out that much force but it did the trick, and you collapse even further into a fetal position, trying to cradle both the hole where your penis was and your now broken and bloody nose
>by this point you couldn't see anything with how clouded your vision was from tears and couldn't feel anything beyond the thick fog of pain
>feeling, knowing nothing but pain you hardly register your life's forces trickling from your body
>it isn't long until you've bled out into a pathetic mound of meat, blood, and tears

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>>2493741
That's what you get for being a retard. Imagine thinking it's a good idea to stick your dick in an angry shark's mouth.

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>>2493741
The angry frown on my face turned into a sadistic grin halfway through, good job.

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It almost doesn't feel real. As you lazily drift through the halls, the warm afterglow of yesterday's events still lingers, causing you to let out a dreamy sigh. Out of every possible scenario, you hadn't counted fingering Nene in a closet among them. On top of that, you sure never imagined it'd be consensual on your part. But it happened - that or it was an incredibly elaborate dream. Your time with the delinquent girl took many firsts from you, but you don't regret it in the slightest. Swaying just a bit, you break yourself from the daydream, intent on getting something to eat. It's lunch time, after all.

Moving through the hall at a lazy pace, you let out another quiet huff of content. You don't think anything could ruin this groove.

"Oi. Brat," A voice at your right spits. You stiffen up; you weren't paying attention to your surroundings! "You're going to buy me lunch, right?"

Polka casually strolls up to you, a smug look on her face as she closes in on you. You flinch out of habit, but quickly remember what you learned yesterday, trying to stay stoic. She has a crush on you. She's just trying to act tough...following Botan's lead. You gulp, swallowing the lingering anxiety. Somewhere else, dice clatter onto the table and someone rolls Charisma. Success.

"Hey, Polka," You greet her. Her eyes widen by a fraction of a fraction; she wasn't expecting that sort of response. "I, uhm...I don't have a lot of money. I-If you want, we could get something and share it?"

The fennec woman twitches at that, a look of flustered confusion quickly filling her features. Your eyes narrow just a bit as you give her a polite smile, holding back from letting it bloom into a full-on smirk. You've got her right where you want her. Shrugging her shoulders, she avoids looking at you, crossing her arms after the fact.

"Tch. Yeah, whatever. It'd suck if you were too out of it from starvation to react when Botan gets a hold of you later," She flippantly retorts, swaying a bit uncomfortably in place. Botan? "We'll eat on the roof. Sound good?"
"Wait, the roof? Isn't that closed--"
"Don't worry about it, pipsqueak. Come on, I'm hungry."

She gestures for you to follow her, tucking her hands into her far-too-cool-for-school leather jacket, turning her back to you as she begins to walk. You cast her a curious glance as she leads...eyes trailing to her legs. You imagine them at your sides, locking around you and pulling you in as she begs for you to make her mother. Your pulse quickens. Clearing your throat, you mosey up to her side, keeping pace with her as the pair of you have a silent walk to the cafeteria. You end up getting a moderately sized sandwich and two drinks; splitting the sandwich is one thing, but sharing drinks is another. On the way up the stairs, Polka finally breaks the silence.

"Didn't expect this to happen," She mutters, walking ahead of you. As she moves up the stairs, you catch a glint of her panties. They're incredibly thin; you feel like if you focused really hard, you could see everything. Your crotch twitches. "Guess it's not all bad though. Don't get the wrong idea, though."
"Y-Yeah, of course," You absentmindedly reply, cheeks turning a bit pink. Ignore the fantasies forming. Don't focus on breeding the fox. "But...again. Roof's closed. Something about the 'chuuni prevention mandate'...?"
"I said don't worry about it, squirt," Polka sighs. As you approach the large chain and padlock that bars your exit onto the surface, Polka produces a large keyring. No way she got that through legitimate means. "Janitor won't notice these gone as long as they're back by the end of the day. No reason to go up here."

Pressing the door open with a small 'voila', Polka steps out, and you follow. The sun beams down on you as a cool breeze wafts by. The fresh air alone is intoxicating...you feel just a bit lighter. It really is a beautiful day. You're already glad you managed to sweet talk Polka out of robbing you.

"Just like that, we've got a little paradise for the time being," Polka says happily, breaking you out of your trance. You regained lost morale, anyway. "Got some benches over there. Let's eat."

Moving over to a spot, Polka plops next to you, reclining a bit as she lets out a tired sigh. You do the work of divvying up the shares as Polka watches you intently from the corner of her eye, the faintest hint of a blush forming. When she sees you looking at her, she quickly looks away, staring out to the city on the horizon. The two of you eat in silence, the soft sounds of traffic and the wind your only companions. Polka has a crush on you. She mentioned Botan getting with you later. You're curious as to what exactly that'll entail. But if you can handle Polka like this, maybe she won't be so bad...? You ponder this as Polka scooches in a bit closer...going so far as to lay her head on your shoulder. You don't say anything in response, letting the girl get cozy. It's...comforting.

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>>2494445
"Hey, so, uhm..." She begins awkwardly, looking up at you from the corner of her eyes. "Thanks for lunch. I know I was shaking you down, but...I guess I didn't expect you to just offer like that. So...thanks."
"It's no problem," You cheerfully reply. Polka smiles, closing her eyes and enjoying the intimacy. "I don't dislike you or anything...you can just ask to eat together, sometimes."
"Heh. Guess I could, yeah," She mumbles, snuggling a bit closer into you. "Wouldn't mind it. I, uhm...like being here."
"Yeah?" You smirk. Make your move. "On the roof? Or...do you mean with me?"

The fennec flushes, giving you a small smirk as she looks up to you once more, chuckling softly under her breath. She pushes into you just a bit more, almost starting to push you...before she moves past your shoulder entirely, starting to lean over your groin. She squeezes your thigh with one hand as the other idly fondles your groin, watching your face intently. You stiffen, both physically and metaphorically, as she grins up.

"Think I didn't catch on to the smooth guy act?" She asks, fondling your hardening cock through your trousers as you shift, not moving to stop her. "Come on, give me a little more credit...b-but, I guess that means you're into me, at least..."
"Polka..." You mutter in response, reaching a free hand up to rest it on the girl's waist, pulling her closer to you. "W-wait, slow down, this is--"
"My way of saying 'thank you' for lunch," The blushing fennec replies, starting to toy with your zipper. "B-Besides, I wanted to get us somewhere alone for a reason..."

You watch in lusty awe as the girl shakily frees your dick from its confines, letting out a gasp of surprise as it springs up to whap against her cheek softly, forcing both of you to blush severely.

"H-Hehe...damn, I-I guess not everything about you is small," She teases, giving your cock a cautious squeeze. You're taller than her! Why does she keep picking on your height?! "And this is all for me?"
"Am I not supposed to get hard when a pretty girl undoes my zipper...?" You mumble awkwardly, getting a smirk out of Polka. The jester leans in just a bit more, kissing at the side of your length as she watches you, cheeks turning darker.
"Y-You think I'm pretty?" She asks, tail twitching just a bit. When you nervously nod in the affirmative, her tongue slides out, carefully working its way around your length, drawing a small groan of appreciation out of you. "You're...not so hard on the eyes either..."

Your erection throbs against the girl's lips as she sheepishly licks and kisses her way up and down it...making sure she pays the tip extra attention as she presses her lips to it, giving it an even longer, more intense kiss. It takes a huge amount of willpower to stop yourself from thrusting up and in to her mouth. Seeming more confident, she gives a long lick from base to tip, smiling up at you. Holy fuck, you're in love.

"T-This is my first time, so...tell me if I'm doing anything that makes you uncomfortable, okay?" Polka asks, still seeming unsure of herself. Dumbly, you give her a nod, and with that, Polka takes a deep, slow breath...before sliding your cock into her mouth, immediately settling into a fast, frantic rhythm. You twinge and let out a confused moan as the fox sputters around your dick, taking it into her throat! The stimulation courses through your body as you move the hand from Polka's hip to the back of her head, pressing her down in rhythm with her own bobbing as pleasure runs through every nerve ending. Autopilot kicks in.

Gagging and drooling around your cock, Polka doesn't let up, shivering every time you pump your hips up or push her head down, moaning as you violate her mouth. Your balls start to clench as your dick throbs, your bully continuing to feverishly cram your cock into her throat, heavy strands of drool coating your shaft. It's all becoming too much for you to handle. As Polka begins to hold herself down on your cock, lapping away at your shaft and going so far as to stick her tongue out to lick at your balls, you reach a boiling point. Grasping at the girl's head with both hands - going so far as to use her ears as handles - you shove her down harshly, letting out a groan of satisfaction as your cock erupts within her throat, causing her to choke on your dick as you hold her in place. As you dump rope after rope of thick cum into her mouth, she desperately attempts to swallow it, until finally, your orgasm relents, shaking and panting on the bench, legs sprawled open.

Your limbs weakly twitch as the after glow of orgasm sweeps through you, heart rate finally starting to slow as you relax. Polka meekly continues to suck on your wilting cock, patting your thigh, and you quickly pull her up from your groin, a bit embarrassed that you forgot to stop pushing her down.

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>>2494596
"I-I think I came," Polka pants, slowly starting to regain control of her faculties...starting with shutting her mouth rather than leaving her tongue out. "N-No, definitely, definitely...f-fucking squirt, fucking..."
"Did...did you need to go so fast, so early?" You wheeze, cock twitching against the open air as you try to sit back up, letting Polka move away from you. "Fuck..."
"I got excited, I'm...God, that was so hot!" She chirps happily...before coughing. "Augh, throat..."
"Shit, sorry, I uh..."
"No, no, that..." She trails, looking at you with a lusty expression. "Do that to me again. Please."
"...L-Like, now, or-"
"If you did that again now, I wouldn't be able to talk for a week," She giggles...before bringing a hand up to her stomach. "Besides, I don't think you could shoot anything else out..."

Polka moves in a bit closer to you, licking her lips...both for effect and to clean anything she missed off, before wiping her mouth.

"So, uhm..." Polka begins, fidgeting in her seat. You can actually see the wet spot on the bench from where she was sitting originally. Holy shit. "T-That, uhm...that was great, really, uhm...w-wanna...do that again sometime?"
"Uh...maybe after we, like...go on a date or something first?" You nervously reply. You aren't sure how this is supposed to be done... "Or, just, y'know...get to know each other more? Not complaining, that was...a-a first, but, yeah. I'd, uh...like to be closer with you, Polka. Sound good?"

Slowly, the blushing girl next to you nods...giving you a sincere smile as she looks at you with warmth rather than faux disdain. You awkwardly return it, seemingly more embarrassed than when she was trying to suck your cock off your body. You wonder if you're just a romantic at heart. Gently, she rests her head on your shoulder once more...this time snuggling into it more directly. You slip an arm around her waist in response, hugging her to you softly as you start to wind down. The breeze picks up again, and with it, you sigh contentedly, drinking in the sunlight and the warmth of Polka both. Absolute peace. Though, through it all, a nagging thought nibbles at the edges of your forethought.

Some part of you welcomes Botan's meeting, after all this...

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Bit delayed, bit rushed, probably going to be out for a day or so. Will keep the archive updated. Hope you enjoy.

[Anonymous No.]

Here's "A Lazy Day With Polka".

There's a certain comfort to waking up naturally, and that pleasure is much greater when the morning is as comfortable as this one. A pleasant weight sits on your hips and chest, as it seems in the night Polka came to join you in bed. She has a bad habit of playing late into the night when a game pulls her in, and often you have to head to bed before her. But by morning, she's always here, and inevitably she's propped you into some elaborate position so she can snuggle as much of you as possible, like you're her personal hugging pillow. This morning's position is you on your back, her lying atop you with her chest on top of your own, your head propped up by pillows so she can comfortably loop her arms around your neck and rest her head beneath your chin. It seems she's also moved your arm in the night, which has now moved to the small of her back so she can wrap her tail around it. Truly, your fluffy fennec is a master of cuddling.

But, the day must eventually go on, and after laying comfortably for a bit you decide to help Polka start her day off right with some breakfast. That does require getting her off of you, though. You run one hand through the fur of her golden tail and stroke her head with the other. This brushing releases the smell of her shampoo, which is a pleasant mixture of roses, vanilla and lavender. She has to buy quite a bit of it to wash her long hair and her tail (sometimes buying out a whole salon's supply), which occasionally gets her in trouble with a senpai who uses the same brand. But the softness speaks for itself. You have no clue if foxgirl fur is naturally softer than actual fox fur, but both her hair and tail are without exaggeration the most pettable thing you have ever touched in all your years. It makes waking Polka all the more enjoyable.

Eventually with enough pleasant tousling Polka eventually mumbles a raspy (and still somewhat dreamy) "Ohapol~" before fluttering her eyes open just long enough to see your face, after which she moves in closer to peck you on the cheek. Her habit of using her idol greetings even when she's half awake is one of the many cute quirks she has. She really does live and breathe her idol lifestyle. After rolling her sleepy body off of you, you walk to the kitchen to make Polka something for breakfast. Whenever she has these long nights she doesn't have time to make something herself, and she ends up not eating. It's simple to make her something she likes (Polka gets excited for anything that takes more effort than cup ramen) so you can make a meal for you both while she wakes herself up. You check in on her from time to time, and though her responses are a bit delayed, her tail swishes back and forth excitedly once the smell of the meal fills the kitchen.

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>>2495739
Finally noting that she's running late for her dance lessons today, she excitedly downs her meal while telling you about the dream she had. In the dream she was a princess who had her voice stolen by a witch, and only her true love (guess who) could break the curse. Deciding to thank you for what your dream self did, she sits you down in the bathroom while she showers, and gives you an impromptu concert of some of her favorite songs while she gets herself clean. Only after noticing that the shower door is see-through did she notice the situation was a bit suggestive. She whispered a short "Yabai…" before blushing and trying to play it off like she knew what she was doing. After drying off, getting dressed in some casual wear and drawing on her distinctive under eye markings, she bounds out the door, only to return a moment later to give you a kiss before doubling back out the door once again.

Today is a day off for you, so you relax at home while she is out at her lesson. Despite her being gone, you still get a healthy dose of Polka. She takes pictures of anything that strikes her as interesting on her way there, like a new restaurant or the poster for a movie adaptation of some idol anime she wants to go see. You even get a few selfies of her with Nene and Lamy at her lesson. During her return trip she accidentally sends a picture of what appears to be a wedding dress store, spams several embarrassed emoticons and then clams up until she returns home.

After lunch, you play videogames on the couch while she plays that horse gacha game on her phone, with her legs stretched out over your lap. Eventually she gets an idea in her head and asks you to pause so she can try something out she wants to do in an ASMR vid she has planned later in the week. Using you as her test dummy, she places your head on her thighs and hums softly into your ears, occasionally whispering questions about her volume and distance to your ears. She ends up nearly doubled over to bring her ears right next to your ear, trying out singing some English songs you thought would suit her unique English tone of voice. The heat from her breath definitely adds an intimacy to the experience that makes you so dizzy you're glad you're already laying down on such a heavenly pillow.

It eventually comes time for her evening stream, and you relax in the living room watching it. Polka downloaded a special browser addon that highlights your comments in live chat, so despite entertaining her fanbase you know she's able to pick your voice out of the crowd. Occasionally you see her eyes flicker over to the screen after you post something and her bright smile becomes just a bit wider. Once she wraps up, you talk over your favorite bits of today's stream, and she excitedly takes notes on how she can do even better for next time. The chat ends up going right past your dinner hour, so you decide to order some food and enjoy eating it in comfortable silence with Polka occasionally glancing up from her meal to tenderly stare at you.

Even the best days come to an end, and it comes time to hit the hay again. Polka found this morning's sleeping position so comfortable she puts you in the same position the moment you get into bed. You fall asleep comfortably, as Polka intimately whispers a series of "suki"s into your ear, only broken up by the occasional giggle or "aishiteru". The last thought on your mind before drifting off completely is that tomorrow might be just as good as today, because Polka will still be next to you to greet the new day with a smile.

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>>2495776
AAAAAAHHHHHH. Delete this, right now! How dare you write of such a perfect world that I will never truly experience.

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>>2495776
>Polka fluff arrived
Life's a bit brighter. Will archive shortly. Worth the wait. Thank you very much, Anon.

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>>2495776
Thank you anon, Very Cute.

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>>2493741
>sticking your dick in a shark's mouth
they'll never learn. Still waiting for that anon to deliver the "gura waiting for you at home" story, hope he's ok.

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>>2494649
>>2495776
>sexy Polka and cute Polka double-feature
parfect

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ferocious

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>>2484947
I do gotta say anon. Thanks for all you archival work.

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Alright anons, i'm gonna try my hand at my first ever story. Its gonna be a fluffy fubuki. Anyone got any prompts and suggestions? Any advice would be appreciated as well!

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>>2501746
I was thinking a househusband type of thing. Fubuki coming home from a long day of work and you greet her with a meal and a bath (and whatever you want add).
Good luck anon

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>>2495776
Very cute anon!

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>>2493741
>>2494050
>>2494093
>>2498926
Cant the average human mouth do the same thing tho? Whats stopping anyone else from doing the same thing? :^)

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>>2494649
I've been excited to read this, and I'm super pumped to see the next part. Amazing job!

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>>2501746
“Will you be my wife?” And with that you sent a red superchat to your girlfriend Shirakami Fubuki with a smug smile on your face. “Wife? No no! Frie-“ Fubuki took a quick pause as she read out your name during the stream, her face visibly blushing and her ears perking up excitedly. After a short and brief second of that absolutely adorable expression, she fake coughed to cover up the fact that she became extremely flustered in front of her live audience. Satisfied with her reaction, you switched off your pc and left to prepare dinner and a nice warm bath for your girlfriend. Tonight is gonna be a special night after all!

As you prepared dinner you started reminiscing the time where you first met Fubuki. You were just a lowly intern at Cover tasked with creating graphic designs for publicity and since you were actually quite competent and dedicated to the job, you were given the chance to sign onto the company once the internship period was over. By chance you were assigned to be Fubuki’s personal design artist for her thumbnails and her event posters. From there you were able to eventually get to know her personally and you two connected over your common interests over video games and anime. One thing led to another and you are now officially her boyfriend. Though you both have to hide that in public or you will literally get headhunted by her fans.

As you were setting down the dishes on the table, you heard the door slowly creak open and a tired “I’m home..”, you immediately rushed out to greet your tired and cute girlfriend at the front door. Upon spotting your face, she blushed profusely before rushing towards you and burying her head on your chest. You wrapped your arms around her lithe frame and stroked her soft and fluffy ears, her tail wagging rather quickly behind her. “Y-you idiot!!!” She shouted and weakly beat on your chest. You chuckled softly and simply leaned down to place a quick kiss on her lips. Her face lit up even more and she wrapped her arms around your neck, returning the kiss with as much vigor as possible, the stress of today forgotten in this tender moment.

“Would you like dinner or a bath first?” You asked after pulling your lips away from hers, staring deep into her beautiful teal colored eyes. “B-bath please..” She bashfully whispered before squeaking in surprise as you princess carried her to the bathroom. The food might get cold but that can wait! As you reached the bathroom, Fubuki signalled to be let down before running into the room and closing the door on you. You kinda felt disappointed that you can’t join her in the bath but that was quickly disregarded as the door creaked open with a pair of fox ears slowly emerging with Fubuki’s red face peaking out of there. “Aren’t you going to join me?” She said in a soft tone and blushed harder when you immediately discarded your clothes and entered the room while Fubuki grabbed your hand and led both of you into the tub.

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>>2510112
The two of you have long gone past the stage where being naked around each other is no longer embarrassing. During the time you spent with her in the bathroom, you asked her how was work today while helping her to shampoo and clean her hair. “Work was really stressful today! Dance lessons were really tiring and manager san really wanted me to stream from the office right after the lesson to promote our new concert! It didn’t help that a certain someone had to send that stupid superchat to make me flustered all day… Thanks..” She whispered that last part while sinking herself into the water to muffle herself. You chuckled while you start to give her shoulders a good rub. “Sorry for that, I just wanted to tease my girlfriend a bit at work! Besides, I’m sure you’ll forgive me after my surprise for you after dinner.” You exclaimed before turning her around to give her another peck on the lips just to observe her cute reaction. As expected she turned beet red before relenting and relaxing against you.

After the bath finally comes the dinner! Thankfully the dinner hasn’t gone cold and is just good enough to still be considered hot. You two ate in relative silence while you nervously digged into the food, nervous about what is to come later. Fubuki noticed this and was about to ask what’s wrong before widening her eyes. A small box, which suspiciously looked like a ring box, fell out of your pocket from your fidgeting. You gasped in surprise as the precious box fell onto the ground, mentally cursing yourself from ruining the surprise after so much set up.

“Fuck it” You say before grabbing the box and going up to Fubuki and kneeling before her, her expression still one of shock. Staring up into her eyes with a determined expression, you say in faux confidence “ Shirakami Fubuki, Will you be my wife?” You slid the bright azure crystal ring into her finger as you stared at her face, afraid that she will reject you but keeping up the image of confidence on your face. Your eyes widened as saw her ears perk up sharply and her tail started to wag intensely, not unlike this afternoon but this time, she had a genuine smile on her face with tears of joy slowly streaming down her beautiful and gentle face. “Yes! Yes I will be your wife!” She claimed before pouncing on you and kissing you deeply as you both proclaim your love for each other, your own tears dripping down your face as you returned the kiss. Finally, after all those nights of saving money to buy a ring and planning this very night, it all pays off. Your girlfriend Shirakami Fubuki is now your lovely wife.


Welp this is my first ever story I hope this didn't feel dragged out. I'm open to criticisms and i wanna get better at this too

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>>2510170
that was very cute anon, not bad for your first time

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>>2510170
Nice one anon. That was pretty good.

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>>2510170
Cute and simple, well done.

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>>2510170
I'm glad to get Fubuki Fluff. Do you have a name for this by chance?
>>2501596
Thanks. Ease of access helps keep everyone's hard work alive. Stuff being lost to time sucks.

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>>2511170
I'd name it "Not friend, Waifu!!"
Sounds pretty dumb but it kinda fits i guess

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(First time poster in this thread) - I got a question to the authors. How important is it to you to fill details to make stories more "believable"? I'm currently writing two stories one of which is currently 6 pages(Din A4, size 10) and the first entire page is the prologue of how the protagonist got into a certain situation/job/whatever, using plausible background details. I expect the story to be around 10 to 12 pages. That is 10% of the actual story. Should I shorten it somehow or might this be an okay-ish balance?

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>>2513359
Depends. If you want it to be a one-shot then it's better to make it as concise as possible. What you're doing fits a long story better, one that's split into multiple parts with each taking up 3-4 posts.

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Ugh I just want a long hololive fanfic that I can spend 4 hours a day reading. I love almost everything I read from these threads but I'm not much of a writer. I really enjoyed gunned down and all of the baqua ones

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>>2513846
>baqua
i'd like to read a story where she becomes your pet.

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is including youtube links to “mood music” for a story a stupid idea?

this is important

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>>2514680
I mean if you think it'll make the reading experience better, why not?

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>>2514680
what kind of music?
also yeah sure

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>>2513846
I feel addicted to these goddamn stories. I've never written anything worth a shit in my entire life but reading these fics makes me want to write something just to have more content to satiate myself.

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>>2514747
Do it anon.

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>>2513613
Seconding this. Unless you're going into severe over description, don't feel bad about establishing stuff.
>>2514680
Go for it. I've been toying with the idea. Music is just an additional layer of stimulation. Just don't make it the Meet N' Fuck soundtrack and it should be fine.
>>2514747
That's the goal of it. Alongside enjoying other people's content, it should aim to inspire others to try their hands at it.

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>>2513846
It may please you to know that I'm thinking of doing a sequel/epilogue to Gunned Down. Probably won't be done for a while, but the positive reception rekindled my love for writing.

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>>2515114
Not that Anon but I'm glad that we'll be able to see more of your work!

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>>2510170
damn it the sounds that came out of me while reading this should not be made by a man. Good work anon!

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>>2515114
Do you have a place you put all your writings? I wouldn't mind reading more of them

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>>2505719
shark teef sharp preeze undastahn

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>>2517399
That was the only thing I've written for /wg/ - and in general - in a long time. My older works are either unfinished or don't meet my current standards. Maybe I'll tidy them up and finish them someday.

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>>2313327
>Supreme Reader Yoro sentences you to a completely voluntary life in a reeducation camp for unspecified offenses against the state
>It’s just her petting and teasing you
>The guards still load live ammunition, though

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>>2514767
I have a couple ideas I'm bouncing around on paper now. I'm gonna fucking do it.

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>>2520539
That's the spirit! I look forward to when you post your work.

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>>2520539
No fear, Anon. Let the legend come to life.

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Man it feels good to pen down my autism after the Fluffy Fubuki story. Thinking of writing another one which involves ojou. Been playing with the idea of an ojou in ancient(although with a bit of fantasy) japan. Gonna have to research on ancient japan quite a bit though

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Please can someone write more Coco?

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I had an idea for a fic that seems pretty obvious but I also can't write.

Matsuri's Groping Diary

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>>2525580
Define. Matsuri's diary of girls she's groped?

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>>2525740
Basically, I was thinking of entries about what girls she groped in about a week at Cover and how they reacted about it with her just writing her thoughts and insights of it

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>>2493741
Who would you ever try sticking your cock into a den of sharp teeth? Me. That's who.

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>>2525113
Give us an idea.

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>>2527405
Comforting Coco after her stream gets raided by chink

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>>2527405
manlet wants big dragon ass by ANY MEANS NECESSARY

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>>2527405
save princess from dragon but princess is dragon and dragon is coco and coco is princess

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>>2527405
Some of Coco's Yakuza rough you up in a way that goes against her moral code so she kicks their ass and pampers you as an apology.

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This was originally an abuse fic with Shion, but it was too much of a mess to finish. I rewrote the story to be more fluff, but I really couldn't come up with much of an ending. Overall, I'm not really happy with this one, but I wanted to get this finished.

“More lessons? Neeee, that’s boring. Why not do something fun for once like going to town or hiking at the forest? Or, we can relax outside, just the two of us,” Master Shion asked. You can only groan in response.

“Master Shion, you’re supposed to be my teacher. I’m here to learn about magic from you, not play games. The academy exam is in a week, I need you to be teaching me,” you argued. “If not, then I’ll be studying on my own again.” She pouts at you as you leave her to do her own thing again.

You were sick of your master. Despite being declared a prodigy magician by the academy, she acted like a child, doing whatever she found fun. Despite being assigned to her as her only student, she has been long since lost focus or motivation in teaching you, so lately, you’ve had to recluse yourself in her workshop and learn the rest on your own. You head back into her personal workshop filled with books scattered around, a desk holding various reagents and potions, and a cauldron brewing some liquid you can’t recognize. You shift through the books on the floor to find one you don’t recognize, but it’s no good. You’ve read these already. You pour through more books, getting more and more frustrated with each one, you’ve read all of these a long time ago. You throw the useless ones somewhere else on the floor, adding to the already messy piles of scattered books throughout the room. It’s no good. You look through several shelves then to Master Shion’s desk. You search the drawers and notice a notebook. Is this some of her own research? It could have some valuable info, so it wouldn’t hurt to take a peek.

Opening it up, the notes were messy and scribbled down like a child’s handwriting. Anything remotely related to magic was interjected with random details describing how bored she was or how she would rather be doing something else, as expected of your master. You flip through more pages until the more recent pages capture your attention.
“The academy decided that they can’t leave me alone and now they want to send someone to watch over. How annoying, I don’t have time to be taking care of someone else.” The date of this entry was about 3 years ago, when you were assigned to her.

“I told him no, but he came here anyways. I took him outside to see what he did know. It was barely anything! He is worthless, doesn’t even know the basics. Do I seriously have to take care of this child?” Her writing became simpler, more emotionally charged as though she was writing a diary. You flip through several more pages, seeing a change in her attitude overtime.
“Everyday, he comes here looking forward to seeing me. I admit, I didn’t like it at first, but I’m starting to get used to this. He always praises me and talks about how he wants to become just like me. It’s flattering, really” After this point, she stopped writing anything regarding to magic, herbs, or potions. She just rambled on about her life from this point.

“I showed off more of the advanced spells I knew today. I wanted to amaze him even more, see the look on his face when he realizes that I’m even more amazing than he ever thought! I wanted to push myself further because he makes me feel proud to be a magician. Until he came, nobody ever paid attention to me. They sent me so far out into the country because they didn’t want to deal with me anymore. Nobody else ever wanted to pay attention to me. Atleast, nobody but him.”

You flip through more pages until you notice one that was crumped, half-torn off and had noticeable water marks as though she was crying when writing this entry.
“He talked to me about his dreams and aspirations again. He wants to graduate and become a fully-fledged mage just like me. It’s flattering, really, that someone actually looks up to me for once, as though I mean something to him but still. If he graduates, then would he come back and visit? No, of course he wouldn’t. I have nothing to give him anymore. I’m no longer the amazing witch in his eyes. He just wants to leave and find someone else better than me in every way. I don’t want that to happen. I don’t want him to leave me. The academy gave him to me, and now, they are going to take him away from me forever.”

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>>2531791
Journal Entry X: We spent the afternoon working on the garden. I know he was concerned about the exams, so I tried to make it as brief as possible, but he insisted on staying with me. He kept asking me questions many things even if there wasn’t anything new I could teach him. Still, it’s not so bad being together like this.

Journal Entry XI: He asked to practice spells with me, so I took him back to the forest to see how far he has come. Every spell I requested, he executed everything perfectly, didn’t even need my help or advice. While I should’ve been proud, deep down inside, I wish he failed. I wanted to point out anything, any mistake, any hope to know that he still needed me. It hurts, but I don’t want to see him go away. Am I selfish because I want to keep him here?

Journal Entry XII: This day, he asked if we could just go into town for extra supplies like quills, ink, and paper. It has been a while since we’ve been to town together. He was the only company I wanted. I even bought him a necklace as a good luck charm. The look on his face, I could savor his sweet smile even for just a moment, but it felt like an eternity for me. Still, there’s only 2 days left before he goes. Will I ever get to see his smile again?

Journal Entry XIII: It was our last day together. We spent our final time brewing potions under the night sky. Sitting outside, watching the stars with the sweet aroma from the cauldron, it was a magical experience. The calm silence felt as though even mother nature herself created this moment just for the two of us. It was beautiful, but I couldn’t enjoy myself. This was our last time together. I wanted to cry, beg him to stay and live for more of these moments, but he deserves better than me. All I can do now is hope that he atleast comes to visit from time to time.

Journal Entry XIV: He’s gone now, left for the academy. Part of me wanted to come along and wish him good luck, but it would only make the goodbye hurt even worse. It’s best to just say goodbye now and accept that he’s gone forever. The house feels empty now. I have nothing to look forward to anymore. Nobody to make me feel better about myself. It’s just me. Here. Alone. Forever.

Back on the familiar road, I t has been a month, but it felt like years have passed since then. You follow the path past the town and into the rural countryside, holding onto a sack of your belongings and a special letter for Master Shion. It hasn’t been that long, but hopefully, she’s doing alright. Soon, you can make out master’s house out in the distance. Up on the hill, you make your way onto her doorsteps and notice the mess outside. The garden seemed to be littered with weeds and untended herbs. You knock on the door, no response, so you quietly make your way inside. Leftover flasks were gathering either dust or mold. You check her workshop to see the room empty as well, the cauldron you two used was now stained with algae all over the brim. Shelves were unused as every book or tome was now strewn across the floor or even submerged in the cauldron. You make check her bedroom to see her small figure wrapped underneath a few blankets. Her face buried in her pillow. You come over and rock her a bit to wake her up. She stirs and slowly lifts herself up. When she realizes its you, she immediately jumps out. She takes your hand, rubbing it to see if she isn’t dreaming. “You. You’re back! Then, what happened?” She shows a look of guilt and concern which you reassure by proudly presenting her the letter.

“I passed with flying colors, even the elders were impressed. It was all thanks to you, master!” you pump out your chest and give her a pat on the head. “The elders wanted to transfer me to the capital for further training, but I thought it would be better to stay your wing. After all, who can be a better teacher than you, master?” you give her reassuring laugh. She only looks up from the letter and gives you a tight hug which you reciprocate. You look down on her to see her crying. She gives you one more warm welcome.
“Welcome back. It’s good to see you again.”

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>>2531818
I liked it, very cute Anon.
Sequel When?

[Anonymous No.]

A very short fic about Kaichou

You release a grunt of pain as you make contact with the concrete. 1 or 2 guys you could’ve taken but 3 is way too much; not to mention they all have weapons as well. You don’t see this ending well but you still stand back up and regain your fighting stance. Yelling whatever obscenities come to your mind in order to provoke them and blind them with anger; only then would you strike. It’s your only shot of winning.

However, your insults don’t necessary have the effect you want, rather reaction you would have never expected. The 3 men who once shared disgusting smirks on their face now all look absolutely mortified and scared out their wits. They were approaching you before but now they’re slowing back up, one even tripped up on the curb.

You glare at their ugly mugs for a few more seconds before they all make a break for it, screaming in terror and dropping all their weapons. You try to get one last insult in before they’re out of sight “That’s right! Run away ya pussies! Don’t fuck with this!”

All of a sudden, a hardy fist descends upon skull. The pain is agonizing. Another bastard going for a sucker punch? Fucking coward. But wait this fist and this pain seems all too familiar. This ain’t no enemy rather the greatest person ever!

You turn around to look at your assaulter with glee. “KAICHOU!” A wide smile forms on your face. It’s the big boss herself!

In contrast, she has one hand on her forehead and is shaking her head in disappointment “What are you doing you idiot?”

Giddy with glee and excitement. “KAICHOU! Did you see how I dealt with those 3 guys, they were all so scared of me! Aren’t I great?” You strike a triumphant pose but it’s quickly broken as she brings down another fist on top of your head. “You dumbass, they ran because they saw me. You did nothing but get your ass beat.”

Holding your head in pain, you feel tears come out your eyes. It really hurts but you do your best not to care about it. “You know Kaichou it isn’t really reputable to steal someone’s glory like that y’know?” She then threatens yet another rain of hell as she raises her fist in anger. “I’M SORRY, I’M SORRY! My head can’t take anymore!” You whimper as she lowers her fist. The next punch would have probably knocked you out.

Kaichou still holds that look of disappointment. “Anon look, you’re a member of the famed Kiryu clan. You can’t just go getting into fights with random punks and then lose. It makes all of us look bad.”

“But Kaichou! They were badmouthing you; I just couldn’t let that go!” She doesn’t say anything, that look of disappointment burning into you, you can feel the guilt well up. She’s right, you just did nothing but get your ass beat. Even if your intentions were good, you couldn’t fulfil them. it’s time you own up to your fuck up. You do a full 90°bow. “I’m sorry Kaichou! I did wrong! Please punish me as you see fit.” Expecting another a fist upon your head, you’re pleasantly surprised as she raises you from bow and dusts your shoulders off.

“Well it is partially my fault, you’re still new to all this and I did say I would show you the ropes.” She stops talking. After a moment of thinking she starts back up again. “Alright come on let’s go.”

“Huh go where?”

“To train of course idiot, what else would we do? Follow me, I know a place.” Kaichou begins to walk off at fast pace.

“Uh wait for me!” You shout as you chase after her. Man she’s just the absolute co

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A very short fic about Kaichou
You release a grunt of pain as you make contact with the concrete. 1 or 2 guys you could’ve taken but 3 is way too much; not to mention they all have weapons as well. You don’t see this ending well but you still stand back up and regain your fighting stance. Yelling whatever obscenities come to your mind in order to provoke them and blind them with anger; only then would you strike. It’s your only shot of winning.

However, your insults don’t necessary have the effect you want, rather reaction you would have never expected. The 3 men who once shared disgusting smirks on their face now all look absolutely mortified and scared out their wits. They were approaching you before but now they’re slowing back up, one even tripped up on the curb.

You glare at their ugly mugs for a few more seconds before they all make a break for it, screaming in terror and dropping all their weapons. You try to get one last insult in before they’re out of sight “That’s right! Run away ya pussies! Don’t fuck with this!”

All of a sudden, a hardy fist descends upon skull. The pain is agonizing. Another bastard going for a sucker punch? Fucking coward. But wait this fist and this pain seems all too familiar. This ain’t no enemy rather the greatest person ever!

You turn around to look at your assaulter with glee. “KAICHOU!” A wide smile forms on your face. It’s the big boss herself!

In contrast, she has one hand on her forehead and is shaking her head in disappointment “What are you doing you idiot?”

Giddy with glee and excitement. “KAICHOU! Did you see how I dealt with those 3 guys, they were all so scared of me! Aren’t I great?” You strike a triumphant pose but it’s quickly broken as she brings down another fist on top of your head. “You dumbass, they ran because they saw me. You did nothing but get your ass beat.”

Holding your head in pain, you feel tears come out your eyes. It really hurts but you do your best not to care about it. “You know Kaichou it isn’t really reputable to steal someone’s glory like that y’know?” She then threatens yet another rain of hell as she raises her fist in anger. “I’M SORRY, I’M SORRY! My head can’t take anymore!” You whimper as she lowers her fist. The next punch would have probably knocked you out.

Kaichou still holds that look of disappointment. “Anon look, you’re a member of the famed Kiryu clan. You can’t just go getting into fights with random punks and then lose. It makes all of us look bad.”

“But Kaichou! They were badmouthing you; I just couldn’t let that go!” She doesn’t say anything, that look of disappointment burning into you, you can feel the guilt well up. She’s right, you just did nothing but get your ass beat. Even if your intentions were good, you couldn’t fulfil them. it’s time you own up to your fuck up. You do a full 90°bow. “I’m sorry Kaichou! I did wrong! Please punish me as you see fit.” Expecting another a fist upon your head, you’re pleasantly surprised as she raises you from bow and dusts your shoulders off.

“Well it is partially my fault, you’re still new to all this and I did say I would show you the ropes.” She stops talking. After a moment of thinking she starts back up again. “Alright come on let’s go.”

“Huh go where?”

“To train of course idiot, what else would we do? Follow me, I know a place.” Kaichou begins to walk off at fast pace.

“Uh wait for me!” You shout as you chase after her. Man she’s just the absolute coolest!

Forget to add a picture before

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>>2531818
That was really cute. Good job.

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>>2532958
I can probably write a few smaller stories that take place after this. It would probably simpler stuff like love potions or something.

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>>2531818
Awwwwww my heart is melting this one was super cute

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>>2534404
Does the training includes sex?

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>>2537909
I sure hope it does

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>>2536710
Based, keep it coming anon

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>>2523506
Nakiri Ayame is a truly gentle soul. A true rarity among onis and perhaps even among humans. Even when faced with the harshest of conflicts she refused to raise her blade nor give into her base instincts. Hated by both humans and oni, humans for her race and onis for her peaceful nature. She is always on the run from civilization and tries her best to stay away from anyone. For their sakes. However, try as she might, tragedy will always befall her.

It started with a misunderstanding, a very common occurrence between her and the warriors of this land who swore to eliminate her kind. The warrior in question happened to encounter her when she was "feeding" on one of the many corpses which often littered the battlefield in war torn japan. However, she wasn't the killer. She never is. All she ever wanted was to isolate herself from society but often times, her hunger for human flesh would force her to raid these cursed battlefields of oni and humans to scavenge for human meat.

The warrior himself was an odd one. As he slowly drew his blade, Ayame saw that he was not from this land. He was a foreign samurai. Not the strangest thing among a world full of monsters and demons such as herself but it was certainly not common to find a foreigner in ancient isolated Japan. Panicking, she quickly rose up and ran only to trip on a piece of pebble and fall face first onto the wooden floor.

Noting the futility of her situation, Ayame finally resigned to her fate. She chuckled bitterly to herself as the man cautiously approached the fallen oni before raising his sword. However, upon reaching the oni, he paused. The oni, or rather, girl was crying and she was the most beautiful person that he had ever laid eyes on ever since he was shipwrecked on this land. Hesitantly, he lowered his sword, refusing to believe that this person was the sole reason for this village's massacre. Sensing that she wasn't in danger anymore, Ayame slowly opened her eyes, her delicate ruby red eyes meeting his battle hardened but kind eyes.

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>>2544314

"Y-you're not going to kill me?" She questioned softly, unsure if he was just waiting for her to make the first move to strike.

"Did you massacre this village?" The man threw back at her as she shook her head furiously.

"No! I would never! I had no choice but to feed on their corpses.." She noted sadly as she guiltily looked at the ground.

Looking deep into her eyes, the man did not see a hint of dishonesty and he sheathed his sword. Extending a hand towards her, he helped the oni up onto her feet, said oni blushing at the man's strength to pull her up without any effort at all. "Aren't you afraid of me? Afraid that I might turn on you and kill you?"

"I can tell from your eyes that you aren't the sort of person to do that." The man proceeded to pat her head, much to Ayame's surprise. When was the last time she ever had physical contact with anyone? "I'm Anon"

"A-Ayame!"

"Nice to meet you!" The man's smile was so infectious that she couldn't help but to smile back at him.

Ever since that day, they have been travelling companions. The man swore to protect her from the horrors of this world, even if it means throwing his life away to do so. When was the last time he found someone that could understand him as much as he could understand her. Both of them were outcasts in this cruel world and for once, they both found companionship in each other. It didn't take long for Ayame to grow attached to him. His kindness was almost overwhelming sometimes and his positivity was infectious. Yet when the time comes, he would bravely stand at the front to protect her even though he knew she could possibly fight back as well. All in the name of preserving her innocence which was ever so rare in this world.

With how often the two of them are together, it became no surprise that feelings of romance started blooming between them. Soon light pats turned into loving hugs and soon they even had their first kiss under the moonlight, away from the rest of society which would surely not approve of their relationship.

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>>2544341
However, they must soon face the reality of Ayame’s bloodline. She must have at least some form of blood or flesh else she will wither and decay from starvation. This soon became apparent as day by day, Ayame began to look quite sickly and pale. This did not go unnoticed by her lover. Putting two and two together it became very obvious on what he needed to do. She was an oni. And he was a human. The answer seemed simple enough.

“What are you doing!?” Ayame’s hands flew to her mouth as Anon slitted his wrist with his sword, a fresh flow of blood leaking out of the wound rapidly.

“P..please feed from me Ayame-san!” Anon could barely grit his teeth in pain as he cut rather deep into his wrist to ensure as much blood spills from the wound. Ayame could not believe her ears as she would never imagine her lover to be this reckless… or thoughtful. Spilling your own blood is basically asking to be devoured by onis as you essentially turn yourself into a huge beacon for attracting every single bloodthirsty oni in the area to you. Even now as she was directly in front of the source, she was barely restraining herself from devouring her lover.

There was no time. She could already imagine-FEEL the approaching threat looming over their small wooden shack. Wasting no time, she ripped off a part of her kimono and wrapped it around his arm, the man weakly protesting but fell silent quickly as he saw the look of absolute terror upon her frail face. A loud screech pierced through the deafening silence as the sounds of footsteps grew ever closer towards their location.

By the sounds of it, there must have been at least fifty of them approaching, all lured by the fresh scent of blood. Finally understanding his mistake, a grim determination fell upon Anon’s face. Picking up his sword with his injured hand, he walked towards the front door before stopping just short of the doorknob. He felt Ayame’s hands tightly hug him from the back, not budging even slightly as she used her inhuman strength to keep him from going. From charging straight into his death. For the first time since they travelled together, Anon felt true fear. Fear of death and the fear of losing the one person that he truly cared about.

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>>2544370
“Ayame please..let go..”

He felt the back of his kimono get wet as he could feel a flood of uncontrollable tears soak him. Gently, he slowly pried her hands off of him as he looked back at her, his own tears slowly dripping down as he turned around to give her a final hug, pulling away slowly to finally confront his fate.

“I caused this. It’s my fault. You shouldn’t suffer because of me. Please keep on living…for me..” And with that, he opened the door and was gone.

Ayame was speechless. Stunned. Unable to muster any words or even react to her lover’s possible last words towards her. Even now she was still processing that this might be the last time she ever saw him, all those memories of their travels, the nights spent comforting each other. All of that is about to be over. And then she heard it. The first sounds of clashing metal. Metal cutting through flesh. Of flesh ripping through flesh. All of the horrendous sounds of animalistic combat which she had been so blissfully unaware of all these years. And it went silent.

Mustering her courage, she had to confirm it with her own two eyes. Opening the door, her fears were brought to fruition. There in the middle of the field was her lover. Barely clinging to life but with various wounds which will prove to be fatal. A leg torn off and his own sword was lodged into the ground near where Ayame was standing. His wrist was attached to it. And the worst part? There was still a number of oni surrounding them, looking on in mocking gazes, licking their lips in anticipation of their meal.

No.No.No.NO!! Was all Ayame could think off as she was paralyzed on the spot, her knees slowly buckling beneath her as she took in the scene. Ayame was a truly gentle soul. However even the kindest and gentlest of souls had a breaking point. Her eyes had lost their innocent shine and all that remained was rage, sadness and despair. Drawing her blade for the first time in a very long time, she slowly stood up and walked over to Anon’s own sword. The sight of his dismembered hand on it only serving to fuel her rage as she grasped his blade. For the first time in her long life, Nakiri Ayame gave into her base instincts.

Standing amid a field of blood and corpses, Ayame kneeled beside her dying lover. She knew he did not have even a minute left in this world. Grasping his hand onto hers, she brought it up towards her blood covered face.

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>>2544388
“A...yame..”

“I’m here Anon”

“Ah..Your voice really is...beautiful..I..l..love..y..o..u” And with those final words Anon passed away in the arms of his lover. For the first time in her long life Ayame learned the meaning of love and also the meaning of loss. And for the first and last time in her life, Ayame feasted.

Keeping his sword alongside her own, Ayame looked back at the grave she had dug out for Anon. A small gravestone with his name written in his native language. Something she had learned from him during their travels. Looking towards the future, Ayame promised she would keep on living. For the sake of her dearly departed.

Epilogue:

“Ayame-san! Have you met your new manager yet?” Ayame looked up from her PC as one of the staff members brought her out of her daydream. Gazing at the man, she was left speechless as thoughts of disbelief flooded her head.

“Hello Ayame-san! I’m Anon, hope we get along well together!” The sight and voice of the young man was the splitting image of her lover from a time long forgotten. Or so she thought as she lightly brushed against ‘his’ sword. Tears were flowing down her face as a bright smile blossomed across her face.

“Y-yes!”

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>>2544414
Welp here's my second fic, hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did writing it.

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>>2544414
Cute ending! The pacing of the story was a little fast, but I like where it went. Keep up the good work and you'll get better every time.

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>>2544414
Glad to see you writing more!

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Vtubers besides Suisei most likely to 'rent' someone's offspring for /ss/? Thinking of Kiara and Calli.

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>>2554751
Calli and Noel are likely candidates. Not sure about Kiara.

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>>2554816
I mention Kiara because she'd probably be there just to have an excuse to be with Calli. Noel is also a good idea. Gets on the family's good side and offers to watch them only to let loose.

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>>2554751
Pochi-sensei
I want a story about her renting a shota thanks to Reine's connection to be her mangaka assistant and take care of her (cooking and housework stuff).

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Who do you guys think is most underrated for either abuse/abused or fluff?

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>>2554860
Big brain stuff.

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>>2554751
Thinking it about gave me a stupid prompt.

>You have a young son.
>He's being targeted by some Holos
>Cover grown big and influential enough that Holos are allowed to do what they want. >Government and authorities turns a blind eye.
>You alone have to fend off a bunch of Holos trying to fuck your son.

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>>2555325
Sora

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>>2554816
>>2554860
I kinda like the idea of Kiara getting a shota just to lure in Calli
its some layered insanity

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>>2555683
>Swiping with a broom at the hoard of drooling women as your son clutches to your leg, terrified
>>2555874
Yeah, that's the appeal. Getting seduced by big sis Kiara only for her to bring Calli into the mix as well, overwhelming (You) even more so.

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>>2555128
seconding this, pochi is very underrated

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We've reached the bump limit again anons. Time to archive the stories and start a new one.

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>>2557094
Think I got them all. Glad to see Anons, new and familiar alike, flexing their creativity.

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>>2555128
>>2556649
Would it be fluff or abuse?

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>>2555128
I like this idea too

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>>2555325
absolutely pekora theres only been like one story for her

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>>2555325
Pekora or Gura are frequently requested. I feel bad about not fulfilling them but I can't really get a good handle on how to do them because they have specific, strong personalities. I already feel like I bend the rules with some a bit too much.

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>>2555325
Kanata has nothing which is pretty unfortunate. It's kind of hard writing for her since her personality is really hard to capture.

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>>2559471
Fluff, or may more gentle femdom from Pochi's side, I think. I just can't imagine sensei being abusive.

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>>2560246
I really wanna try one on Pekora but i feel like i won't do her justice. Especially with how new i am to this.