/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>new family moves in across the street
>oh, they bought every house
>and they bulldozed them
>and a mansion popped up overnight
>Vampire maybe?
>nope, a guy and his Wight harem
>Bicorn wife goes to welcome them to the neighborhood
>comes back later that night with a weird look but with how her ears are wiggling she's excited about something
>uh oh, that can't be good
>she's going to try to make me build a harem again isn't she
>meet the guy the next day
>he's a pretty cool dude, we both like model airplanes
>checking out his collection when one of his wives comes in carrying his daughter
>wait, why is his wife calling him Father Dearest
>find out that his first wife gave birth to his daughter who married him and then the two of them each had a daughter with him
>puts his arms around me before saying that those girls are his
>quietly nod and excuse myself
>get home, find Bicorn wife and grab her by both hands
>Darling, go ahead and call that Danuki lawyer you wanted me to meet
>uh...and the Inari chef you met at cooking school and maybe we can go say hi to that nice Zombie girl who works as an overnight stocker at Kroger
>and...AND the Succubus and Manticore waitresses who always flirt with me when we go to The Cheesecake Factory!
>she's excited but incredibly confused until I say that under no circumstances will I be marrying any daughters
>she's caught off guard before giving a smug smile and heads off to start making calls, giggling as she heads into the living room
>watch her load an entire wheelbarrow with all of her best cooking to cart over to the neighbors the next day
>she practically prances all the way to their front door

I will not dick the daughteru.

>>45160787
They are different from dryads in as much as a dryad is not the tree, whereas the alraune is the plant.
They can move if they've got enough mana or something like that.
Much cuter to imagine an anon 'repotting' an alraune though. Which just means he picks her up and moves her about (with a wheelbarrow if she's big).

>>44959796
She got wheelbarrow'd so it might be that?

Why is Raden being wheelbarrow'd, yesterday some wheelbarrows were on as well on other streams

>>44925658
The wheelbarrow started again

>>44912833
He will start to wheelbarrow the thread again

>>44912564
Can't wheelbarrow the thread anymore?

>>44912221
It is literally a chinese wheelbarrow kusa

I'm going to let the ENchinks have a taste of their own medicine.
*oils the wheelbarrow*

>>44615745
Keep getting uppity and I'll pull out the wheelbarrow for your shitty, backstabbing, lying, cumguzzling retard.

>>44578695
The human villagers are kind of ignorant, and the human forms that the 2hus take really scramble their brains. So them interacting with youkai on a daily basis is not being afraid of them.
Orin is picking up corpses and putting them in a wheelbarrow, has cat tail and ears, and has a fashion sense that is completely foreign.
None of them thought she was a youkai for the longest time.

I will wheelbarrow her reincarnation.

Going to wheelbarrow her stream in 5 minutes, now give me very good keywords to make her seethe hard

Before long, I started to see the light at the end of the tunnel, and in moments we were out in open air. I thought I saw a flash of red hair and remembered that Orin was supposedly waiting for us at the entrance. Unfortunately, I remembered this right as Miss Tenshi and I collided with her, sending all three of us tumbling down the slope from the tunnel. I hadn't the slightest idea what was happening, but the shouts I was now hearing from the other two girls informed me that neither were particularly pleased. I rolled to a stop, staring at the sky and wondering how long it would take to stop spinning, then felt a foot nudge my side. "Is he dead?" I heard Orin ask. "I hope he's dead, sis." She said, presumably to Miss Tenshi. "I've got a wheelbarrow with his name on it." I groaned, and Orin echoed it. "Damn it." She muttered under her breath. "Miss celestial, please pick...him...up." I felt Miss Tenshi grab he and hoist me to my feet. I blinked several times, hoping the ground would stop shifting.
"Are you okay? Do you have brain damage?" I heard Miss Tenshi asking me. I squinted, trying to make her face come into focus, and after a few moments, I succeeded. For the first time since I'd met her, she was dirty. Her clothes were singed and smelt like smoke, and there were ashes smudged on the tip of her nose. "Coming across me right then? You really do have divine luck, don't you?" I mumbled that I wasn't sure about that. "So...why were you there? Actually, why are you here, kasha?"
"Orin. O~rin." Orin repeated. "I'm here because I can't disobey one of Lady Satori's commands." She looked at me, her nose wrinkling slightly. "No matter how distasteful." I guess she still hated me, then. "Why's an ex-celestial in the underground, sis?" No questions for me. I felt an odd sense of Déjà vu, and noted Miss Tenshi's click of the tongue in annoyance at the labelling of 'ex-celestial'.
"Meeting an old friend, kasha. Then meeting a newer one in the tunnel." I finally managed to get my head back together, and asked Orin if she was taking me to see Satori Komeiji. "That mind-reader? Ugh, and I was so thankful that she wasn't there, too."
"Lady Satori wishes to speak to him, sis." Orin said to Miss Tenshi. "I won't let insults against her slide, though. Watch your tongue." The last words were much sharper. "Come, come." She said to somewhere over my left shoulder.
I looked at Miss Tenshi, who shrugged. "I'll come, if you want. Might be fun." I felt some relief and gratefully accepted. I didn't want to face a mind-reader alone.
Orin didn't look inclined to take my inability to fly into consideration, so I was forced to let Miss Tenshi carry me. It wasn't the worst, I supposed, even if it was a bit uncomfortable. Perhaps I'd have to ask Marisa if she had a way to let me fly. We flew over the trees, in the direction of the Shrine. I wondered how Reimu was doing, but knew that I'd have to deal with Satori Komeiji first. As we approached the Shrine, I heard Miss Tenshi grumble something about the destruction of her flawless work, but I couldn't really hold a conversation while dangling in the air, so I decided to let it slide. We touched down, and I managed to stay on my feet. I looked around, happily seeing no evidence of another party held at the Shrine, which was good for Reimu's recovery. Orin hadn't waited for me, unsurprisingly. She stood at the veranda, by the door leading to one of the Shrine's other rooms. I knew there was another table in there, but since Reimu always used the table in her room, it was mostly left empty. "You may enter, Miss ex-celestial." She didn't say anything to me, but I pulled the door open regardless.
"Ah, if it isn't my favourite bundle of trauma." Satori Komeiji said, spreading her arms wide from across the table. "I do hope my dear pet didn't give you too much trouble. Take a seat, please." I slowly sat opposite her, trying to ignore the way her third eye narrowed. Miss Tenshi remained standing, leaning against the wall. "Not quite my usual haunts, but it will do." She said, gesturing around the room. "Now then, shall we get started?"

>>44396633
download wheelbarrow

Mating press
Missionary
Dogstyle
Prone bone
Wheelbarrow
Cowgirl
Reverse Cowgirl
Scissors
Gemini

What would be the best position to fuck and impregnate Bijou and why?

>>44291271
Gentlemen. It has been said before that I like Beelzebub. Gentlemen I like Beelzebub. Gentlemen, I love Beelzebub. I love Beelzebub in the bed, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, in the attic, in the movie theater, in the public park, in the public swimming bath. I love missionary, cowgirl, sitting lotus, 69, doggy style, wheelbarrow, standing sex, rimjob, cunnilingus with Beelzebub. I adore every which way you can fuck one of those sopping wet fly mamano. When I catch my Beelzebub wife smelling the crotch stink on my unwashed boxers my heart sings with delight. When my Beelzebub forced me to masturbate in front of her using her cum drenched panties my heart skips a beat. I simply cannot over state my joy when my wife asks me to spray dollops of whipped cream on her perky nipples and fat vulva and to chow down on a spousal feast.

So yes, Gentlemen. I love Beelzebub. Let us partake of this glorious sabbath to Gluttony. Join me and we shall all become the Lords of the Flies.

>>44284599
should bring a wheelbarrow next time

"Oof..." I was happy to see that the hole was empty, which I mumbled to myself. "It's not empty! You're sitting on top of me!" I tried to scoot backwards, but I suppose there might have been some uneven ground in here, because I didn't feel like I was quite evenly seated, as if I was sitting atop a small rock. "Sister told me to go for a walk, not go and found a human to use me as a seat! Would you just - ouch, that's my arm!" I backed up further, scrambling to my feet and stepping as far back into the corner as I could, while trying to keep my footing on the uneven ground In front of me, I could just about hear Yamame talking to what must have been that giant oni. "Urgh...Now I'm gonna be all dirty. Hey! Wash my clothes for me! It's the least you can do. Where'd you come from - wait, no, don't stand there..." Absentmindedly, I whispered to myself that I lived in the village by the canal, two doors down from the café. "I guesh yur wif Yamahmeh. Oncesh yur gohn, Ah'm cahmin' up dere ahnd shtealin' yur clothesh!" Finally, Yamame poked her head into the empty crevice and pulled me out with a relieved look on her face.
I stumbled forward a little after I stepped free, like I'd just been kicked from behind. "That was her." Yamame said, taking my hand once more. "The strongest of the strong. Yuugi Hoshiguma." I asked why I had needed to hide in that empty spot instead of doing what we did with the other oni. "She's also probably one of the smartest. Trust me, she wouldn't have ignored you. A few years ago, when the Shrine Maiden came through here, they had a fight that still gets talked about in the pubs today." That made sense. Miss Hakurei was still rather scary, after all. Finally, though, we were through the Old City and on the approach to the Palace of the Earth Spirits. "They talk about decorating the entrance with corpses all the time." Yamame told me. "Personally, I don't think it'll be all that aesthetically pleasing." I agreed. Surely not even a bunch of youkai would want to see some rotting corpses at their front gates? I asked her what I was in for. "I can't say...I haven't visited here for a long time. If I remember right, she has a lot of pets. A couple of them are full youkai and help her work. I've seen the hell raven; she passes through my caves from time to time. There's a kasha, too. She's always accompanied by a wheelbarrow." That actually rung a bell, and I remembered seeing her being sent out of the Myouren Temple once for trying to steal corpses from the graveyard. "Yeah, that sounds like her." Yamame agreed. "She's a strange one." I decided to restrain myself from remarking on how I'd never met a youkai who wasn't strange.
At the end of the approach, which was a cobblestone path lit by large torches, stood a tall, wrought-iron gate. Atop either side of it sat a pair of statues, which may have been made out of marble but had, with time, become blackened by all manner of dirt. In front of the gate, then, stood a girl. She had long and deep raid hair the colour of rubies, which stretched into two long braids which hung over her ears. Her ears - of which there were four, two human, two feline - flicked as she saw Yamame and I approach, and I noticed that her tail had done the same. One hand rested on her ever present wheelbarrow, and the other, she held under her stomach as she gave us a deep bow. "Salutations, dear guests." She called to us. "Our lady Kurodani, it has been too long since you have last graced our halls. And, you..." She stared at me, then sniffed. "Hm." And with that, she began ignoring me entirely. She turned back to Yamame. "To what do we owe this pleasure?"
Yamame gave me a sideways glance. "This one," She said, raising our joined hands, "Seeks audience with your master. Would you mind guiding us?" After a moment, she added "Why are you talking like that?" To what must have been the kasha. To me, she whispered. "Rin Kaenbyou. That was her name."
Rin's ear flicked at this. "Orin, if you please." She said. "It-" Yamame gave her a stare. "Oh, fine. I was only trying to be polite." She turned, pushing the gates open with one hand. "Come, come. Rather lucky of you to catch Lady Satori before she departed." She stepped forth and we hurried behind her. "Yes, yes, lucky indeed. Lady Satori must depart for the surface soon." I asked why, but Orin ignored me. I then nudged Yamame, who repeated my question. "Ah. I fear that I may not disclose such details. A widespread case calls the detective forth." I wondered what that was about. I hadn't heard much about anything that could require a mind reader's attention. Perhaps I'd need to get a proper subscription to the Bunbunmaru Newspaper.

>>44271716
>my satori sister has a human boyfriend. It's over, Chireiden has fallen. Billions must burn in the fires of hell.
>break out the wagons orin, your wheelbarrow won't do anymore

>>44266157
That's a wheelbarrow Anon.

I miss to wheelbarrow streams

>>44223880
I won't accept this. I will now wheelbarrow her streams.

I sure hope that these are bot posts. The quality is lower than the chinese wheelbarrow.