/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>45525647 (45/?)

Yuuka is slightly intoxicated. While that may seem like a normal occurrence for most people, Yuuka is far beyond most people. Why the last time she was properly drunk was the great party on Youkai Mountain with the big four. When was that? She distinctly remembers the Hakurei God declaring war upon the Oni only to later declare peace and a pact of friendship between humanity and the Oni (which was broken on the same night), so it was quite some time.

A-Anyway, she’s showing off more than may be wise as a result. For a moment she considers stepping back and letting things wind down as she finishes her last song, but… no. No, there’s one more thing to do.

As the others take a moment to drink and collect themselves, Yuuka takes to the air and wills a field of flowers to form beneath her. Normally, she’d shy away from such a thing as it takes away the beauty of growth, but today is a special occasion. “Listen for I have a story to tell! A story that in many ways reminds me of a certain young lady that we have gathered here to celebrate.”

Hana blushes at words as the older, more established members of the crowd giggle at Yuuka’s declaration, but Yuuka pays them no mind. “Our tale begins in the West, in China. Many years ago, there was an empress by the name of Wu Zetain. She was beautiful, she was bright, but most of all she was cunning. Beginning as one of many concubines in the imperial harem, she schemed and plotted against her peers. In time her treachery would see the Empress Wang and Consort Xiao bent and broken. Her schemes and spies spared not even her own children, many of whom she murdered to further her aims.”

As she spoke, the flowers beneath her shifted and grew so that they interlocked to form a white canvas. With a bit more magic, the colors shift to make a silhouette of Wu Zetain (casting a figure not too dissimilar to a certain gap hag) before continuing to provide visuals to her words. “One day in the middle of winter, the Empress willed that all flowers in her garden bloom. Eager to please their vengeful lord, her soldiers marched into the garden and one by one forced the flowers open with their swords. No matter how willful were they, each and every flower eventually bent to the Empress and bloomed. Each and every flower with the exception of one, that is. One flower would not bloom no matter the soldiers’ promises, threats, violence, or lies. When the Empress saw this, she sent the flower into exile for daring to defy her.”

The flowers shift to give the impression of a vast mountain range. “The flower whose only crime was that she would not bend to the will of another, found herself in the desolate western reaches of the empire. Perhaps the Empress believed that the barren soil and isolation would break the flower, but come spring the flower bloomed of its own accord and was far more beautiful than it ever would have been had it bloomed in the Empress’ garden. Unwilling to a see beautiful thing that would not submit itself to her, the Empress personally saw the flower burned. Elated by her crime, she returned to her Empire, but after a year she wanted desperately to bask in the deed once more. Returning to the mountains, she threw a fit when she found that there was now a field of blooming flowers! Ah… the flower was a perennial you see.”

>>45010882
>for Yuuka
you mean "from Yuuka"... even her tongue has youkai strength, anon
just a simple kiss on her cheek would be leaving yourself vulnerable.
all it would take is her wrapping her arms around you and what you thought was a simple display of your affection turns into yuuka violating every corner of your mouth with her tongue as you struggle to even budge yourself the tiniest bit out of her grip.
and let's not kid ourselves and pretend that yuuka would stop there, once she's started having her fun she's going to take you to the ground