/jp/ - Otaku Culture

"That is...Exceptionally easy to understand, as if just looking at you wasn't enough. Yes, you love your wife dearly. I can see that much." Doremy nodded slowly. "Hmm...It's probably a little rich of me to say this, but you're definitely a dreamer. One of those romantics, even if you don't realise it." I definitely realised it. "Shall I let you in on a secret? Reimu's much the same. Her dreams are usually her taking it easy, but sometimes - Just sometimes, they're about her being swept off her feet by someone she loves." I thought that she was a bit of a romantic, but I'd never really thought that she had dreams about it. At least, not dreams in that sense. "She's probably dying for it to happen to her for real." Well, I might have had that sort of opportunity at one point, but she was my sister. I'd chosen Yamame and I'd never regretted it. "No, no, I'm not suggesting you would have. I'm just stating my opinion."

I went back to staring at the painting for a moment. It was the eyes that were the most enchanting - And yet, they still paled in comparison to the real thing. "Now - I told you I wanted to give you a wedding present." Blinking, I looked back at Doremy with some interest. "As you might suspect, I can't give you much in the way of physical possessions. Not when I live in the Dream World." That was fine, I replied. I didn't need something physical. "What I can do instead, then, is give you something that might be even more valuable."

She lifted her hand, her dream journal dropping into it. "Let's see... 'Y' for Yukari, Yatsuhashi...Yamame." The ruler of dreams wandered closer to the painting. "Listen to me, Reiki." She said sharply. "Yamame Kurodani-Hakurei dreams. She dreams every night. Her dreams, once upon a time, were simple things. Wondering when she would see her sisters again, but thinking of a way out of it. Doing better and better with her work. Drawing and sewing, to her spider heart's content." She was...Telling me. Yamame's dreams. "Yamame's dreams have taken on a new quality lately." She said with a light smile. "Yamame dreams of clothes. She dreams of taking them apart, putting them back together, and all the things she could do with them."

I forced myself to take in a breath when I realised that I hadn't done so. "Yamame dreams. She dreams of her family. Of the sisters that she had forgotten she loved so much. She dreams of creating a new pair of gloves for Reiko Kurodani. Of making Kisami act her age - Of making Yura a shirt that fits properly and Ruka a new ribbon to tie her hair back before it winds up like Kisami's. She dreams of Nai Kurodani presenting her with a new sculpture. She even dreams of Akiru Kurodani. She dreams of visiting her from time to time and being able to speak to her without feeling like she was being spoken down to." Sniffling slightly, I realised that there were some tears making their way out. "Yamame dreams of the surface world." Doremy took a step closer to me. "She dreams of seeing the sights that she's shunned for so long. She dreams of seeing hundreds of sunrises and sunsets. She dreams of watching from the steps of the Hakurei Shrine as the light spreads out across Gensokyo. She dreams of the tallest mountain and the deepest ditch, and her desire to see both - And everything in-between."

Doremy Sweet stopped in front of me. Blurry as anything, so I reached up and wiped the tears from my eyes. "Yamame," She whispered, her eyes locked on mine. There was no trace of smugness anymore. Something gentler had replaced it. "Dreams of her human. She dreams of seeing so many places with him - And making him try on every outfit she can think to make. She dreams of eating delicious food with him - Of sharing the tastiest sake with him. She dreams of him taking her to exotic places. Of places with endless blue seas and where the night sky glitters with sparkling pinpricks of light. Places that she could never have been to by herself." I took in another shuddering breath, trying to keep myself under control. It was difficult. Doremy didn't stop. "Yamame dreams of the light she seems in Reiki's eyes when she looks at him. She dreams of seeing it every day for the rest of her life."

Doremy leaned in her, her voice dropping even lower than before. "She dreams of her future. She dreams of a house with new rooms. Bedrooms, playrooms, anything and everything..." One last smile. One more secret. "Yamame dreams of the children that she and Reiki will fill their house with." And I couldn't hold in the tears after that. "I do hope I've illuminated your night, Reiki. Now...I'll give you what you want. Go and find your wife, hmm?" She tossed the book into the air behind her, and finally - Just as always - She swung her hand toward me at speed. The smack hit, and I felt the sharp pain for-

How dare these evil monsters force poor humans into loving monogamous relationships filled with many children. How do we stop these wicked creatures?

>>40901435
Her clothes are already suited for that. Her success in hunting wriggles for food can vary and lead to weight fluctuations, and her clothes need to accomodate this.

This is how peace between humans and youkai will be obtained

>>39271768
Fuck yes

>>39202579
Filename related

Asutora draws really nice pregnant 2hus, does anyone know of more artists like him?

>>37173299
Yamame is the type of girl who would tie up a man in her web and force him to do stereotypical couple things with her.

>>35734037
>she’s so round
Yes, that is because we are starting a family together.

>>35209007
She's a spider, not a praying mantis!

me (in her womb)

>>21622453
You sure are!

>>21220410

>>17976393
How are you going to do that?

>>17389303
And it turns out she was right! Who would have thought!

>>17294300
Oops

You've dog gone now gone and done did it now, son! You impregnated the spider! How on Earth do you deal with this situation?