/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>919
Nobody asked you, asshat.

'Nother Touhou thread couldn't hurt.
OH GOD MOKOU IS HOT

"Rumia, I'm sorry..." I say. I actually do feel a bit bad.

"No!" she wheezes, "I don't care!" This surprises me. "I... I want you to... keep going! Keep going until... until you're done!"

"Okay."

I do keep going. I feel her orgasm again, and the muscles of her passage clench around me. I'm getting close. I pull out and ejaculate. Semen hits her stomach, chest, and even her face. She cries out. I know /a/ would criticize me for not going all the way and knocking her up, but I've got enough problems just being here. She whispers my name, but makes no attempt to say anything else. I hold her to me as we lie in the grass and just breathe. The sun warms us. Rumia seems not to mind; her dark aura swirls around us lazily. A different shadow falls over us.

"This is ridiculous." Rumia and I look up. I see dark figure in front of the sun. It's obscured, but I can make out a big jaunty hat and a broomstick. Fuck.

>Chapter 6 coming soon to a /jp/ near you!

Fuck, this board is too fast.

>>1631
That board is shitty and full of faggots. Suit yourself.

Nobody else in this thread. I'm so ronery.

derp

Can I post Alice eating poop?

Okay, fine, forget it. It's over, done. Anonymous dies, Marisa lols.

"You have got to be kidding me," Marisa says, regaining her composure.

"Marisa..." I say, but can't think of anything.

"You know my name?"

"I've heard about Gensokyo."

"It's supposed to be more secret than that. You seem like a nobody," Marisa scoffs, but I brush it off.

"It's not really that secret, but nobody really cares that much."

"Then how did you get here?"

"There was a portal in my home, I just walked through it and here I am. I didn't know I'd be going here, to Gensokyo!"

"A portal..." Marisa mutters.

"I met Rumia in the forest," I say with a motion behind myself, indicating the trees.

"And how did you come to... ah... be intimate with little Rumia here? Aren't you a bit old?"

"I didn't force her, it just came about like this." And come it had. Rumia suddenly steps forward. Her darkness is much thicker, gathering. Her face is turned down in anger--no, hatred.

"You're a big meanie, Marisa! You're nothing but a bully!"

"Is that so," Marisa says mockingly. Rumia pulls a spell card out of nowhere.

"You and the red-white... you can't leave any of us alone! Let's fight, now!" Rumia yells, "I'll get you this time! I'll eat you!" Marisa's face turns serious at the last part. She hops onto the broomstick with one smooth, silent motion. That would explain how she surprised us. She floats up and sits with her arms crossed. I can tell just by her stance that Rumia has no shot at defeating her. The situation looks grim. I have to get to safety. I scramble to a nearly rock behind which I can hide.

"Yeah, you'd better get out of here," Marisa calls.

The shit hits the fan. Rumia and Marisa go back and forth, parrying with focused attacks. Flashes of light play across the sky in intricate patterns. I'm worried for Rumia, because Marisa is hardly trying, while the little youkai of darkness is going all out. Rumia executes her most complex attack, Demarcation, but Marisa mostly dodges. It's then that I see Marisa take something out from a pocket in her dress. It can only be one thing. Rumia falters for a moment; she knows, too. Marisa keeps her poker face up as she begins to speak to the hakkero. Something stirs in my chest. I can't let this happen. I get up. Marisa's hands thrust out. I run. An enormous circle forms around the hands, which begin to glow. I place myself between the two fighters. Marisa just now realizes that I'm in front of her intended target, but it is too late.

"I regret nothing!" I bellow as the full fury of a Master Spark bears down on me. And then, darkness.

>End of Chapter 5.

I am suddenly less excited for this board

there a place where I can get the rest of this?

>>1173
Might as well post it all here.

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Chapter 1: The Beginning

I wake up. This amounts to opening my eyes. I look at the ceiling. It's somewhat dark. Across the room is the comforting glow of my computer. I hope something interesting is happening on /a/. I sit up and try to find something to fix my mind on. I wouldn't happen to know what time it is; I keep the blinds and curtains closed. As for the day, I'd need to check the computer. I couldn't be bothered to look for my calendar underneath the posters on the walls. I think I bought that calendar when Clinton was president. I stand shakily and shuffle to the bright screen. Move the cursor a little to wake 'er up... it's Saturday, 11 PM. That's good, not a work day. I work at the bookstore, it pays the rent.

I shuffle to the bathroom. I wash up a little. I wish coffee would come out of the tap instead of water. I pull the last sticky paper towel off its cardboard roll and dry my face with it. I guess I need to go to the store today. I figure I should do that before I sit down to the computer for the day. But first, something to eat. I shuffle to the kitchen. I put the coffee on. Hmm, looks like I'm getting low on that, too. I plan on getting a bowl of cereal in until I open the fridge for the milk. There's an ice cream bar in there, and it looks a lot better than the Cocoa Puffs. Less effort, too. All that pouring, I don't feel up to it. It's an orange creamsicle. Now that I think of it, oranges are lots more healthy than chocolate. I take it out and put it on a plate on the counter. Coffee's done! I pour myself some and take a sip. Tastes like heaven... with a twist. I hope to hell there's not another cockroach in the coffee. I sit down to breakfast. The ice cream bar is good, I can almost feel the vitamin C enriching my intestines or whatever. I dip the bar in my coffee. Tastes better.

"Whatcha doin'?" comes a voice from the ground.

"Eating," I reply and sock the branch again.

"Is that so... do you eat trees?"

"I'm trying to eat an orange."

"Hehe, you're funny."

"My cock is funnier." Finally one of the little bastards fall off the branch. I watch it hit the ground gently and roll to a pair of shoes. I crane my head back a little further. I see shoes, socks, legs, a torso, arms, and a head. Oh, it's a little girl. Uh oh, it's a little girl. It's a girl, a little girl. I climb down the tree and retrieve my orange.

"Cock?" she asks quizzically. Her innocence is adorable. She's wearing a black dress with a red bow beneath the neck. Blonde hair, red eyes, and a little red bow in her hair. Cute. I look up. The moonlight seems... somewhat diminished. Clouds? I swear to God, if it rains...

Chapter 2: It's a Trap

I knew this was a fucking trap, I just knew it. I should have stayed at my computer and made some Gurren Lagann troll threads. Instead I'm stuck in some stupid forest. I sit down at the side of the path. What am I supposed to do now? I think for a bit but in the end I can't be buggered to walk any more, so I lie down and take a nap. It's warm enough where I don't need anything to cover up with. When I wake up the sun has already set, much better. I put my sunglasses in my knapsack and start walking. I'd sleep some more, but I'm really hungry. This damned path goes on and on, and the forest is too deep on either side for me to want to explore it. Before I know it, the moon is up. Wow, it's almost as bright as my computer screen.

At some point I stop and look around for some kind of edible plant. I hate vegetables but I'm willing to make an exception. A light breeze attempts to rustle my oily hair. That gives me an idea; I look up into the nearest tree. There's gotta be some fruit-bearing tree of some kind around here. At last I come across an orange tree. I start to climb up toward a branch. The nearest branch is too thin to climb out onto (not that I'm any kind of fatass or anything), but I really want one of those damn oranges. I punch the branch repeatedly. One of those oranges will fall eventually.

When I open the door to my apartment, I notice there's a dimensional portal on the far wall. Through it, I can see a sunny forest path. That sun is really bright. I put the coffee and paper towels away and head to the computer. Let's see what's on /a/: Touhou, Makoto, Macross, more Touhou, some H-game I'll never play, an "ITT" thread, some thread that got hijacked by Sakura Matou, another "ITT" thread, promotions, and a failed Tsukasa combo. I take another look at that portal, then another look at the promotions thread. This is a tough decision. I refresh the promotions thread. Well what do you know, some faggot started posting 3D porn. I am so out of there. Guess it's the portal. I go get my coat and shoes again. What should I take with me? I get my convention backpack and empty it onto the floor. Into it I put a few doujins, a towel, and my coffee mug. Whatever heathen alien world I'm going to had better have some coffee. I put a pair of sunglasses on because that sunlight is really fucking bright and then I step through the portal.

The sunlight is warm against my pale legs. The little dirt path meanders on before me. I hear a bird twittering somewhere off in the distance. I turn to take a last look at my apartment, but the portal appears to be gone. Fuck.

I put the plate in the sink. I'll clean it, uh, later. It's time for that shopping, though. I shuffle to the computer and grab some money. I keep my savings in the CD drive that I hollowed out. I shuffle to the coat rack and put my coat and shoes on. I leave. Down the hallway, down the steps, out the front door. The store's a block down and across the street. It's nice and quiet, and for once it isn't raining. I hate rain. I get to the little convenience store. I know all the aisles like the back of my hand. Grab a roll of paper towels and a can of coffee, head to the front. Mike rings me up. He says something about basketball, but I'm not paying attention. Basketball's boring anyways. I put the money on the counter and leave with my stuff. The walk home is just like the walk to the store, except it's the other way around. My legs are getting tired.

Chapter 3: Not as Planned

Okay, okay. I can't panic. I'm at the mercy of a human-eating youkai, trapped in the middle of a forest somewhere in Gensokyo. I can get myself out of this, probably, maybe. I've been in tighter spots... somewhere. I know what to do, though. I do what any sane person would do. I crawl over to her and grovel.

"Please don't eat me! Please! I'll taste bad! I don't take in enough nutrients! Have you ever eaten elderly chicken? I'm like that!" I'm lightly tugging at the hem of Rumia's dress, even managing some not-entirely-false tears. She laughs.

"Is that so!"

"Yes, yes, Lady Rumia!" This is even funnier to her. Suddenly, I stop and look into her ruby eyes. She looks back. Somehow I've managed to create an awkward moment as I look at her with feigned fear and uncertainty, and a touch of wonder.

"What's your name?" I tell her.

"Is that so... I've never heard a name like that before."

"Neither have I," I say, "now who are you?"

"Oh, I'm Rumia."

"Do you have a last name?"

"A what?"

I shake my head. "Never mind," I say. Boy, this conversation is going nowhere fast. And then hits me. I feel a chill creeping up my spine. I look at her again. "Wait, what."

"I said my name was Rumia." Fuck.

"Did I say 'cock'? I meant... socks. Socks. My socks are funny." Don't need girls going around saying 'cock' all the time. Enough real girls are sluts as it is.

"Is that so... they look normal to me," she remarks, not impressed.

"Yeah, well I--"

"Are you a human?" she asks out of the blue. I look at her again. She looks rather familiar.

"A very awesome human," I say as I sit down to eat my orange. She's just standing there in front of me. Her calves are smooth. Calves. Legs. Um. Don't get a boner, don't get a boner, don't-- aw, crap.

"Is that so... I haven't seen you around before," she says.

"I'm not from here," I say as I finish my orange. I toss the peel into the woods behind me.

"Is that so..." Great, I'm dealing with an Einstein here.

"So, what do you want?" I ask. I'm feeling up for another nap right about now. I sit back against the orange tree with my arms behind my head.

"I'll do anything for you, if you'll just spare me," I say. It comes out barely above a whisper. Rumia brings her head back a bit, trying to figure me out. Have I gotten through to her? Might as well pour it on. "I don't know how to get back to my home and I'm all alone. I'm scared, little Rumia, I'm really scared. You were so nice, and I didn't even know who you were. I don't want to die..."

"What..." she begins, very much flummoxed. Apparently she's never had such an interesting meal. I begin to put my hand forward. She watches it but does nothing, obviously unafraid. I rest my hand on her head. She inclines her eyes toward it, and then looks at my face. I slowly, gently stroke her hair, as you would a cat. She shivers. She says my name in confusion, unsure of how to continue. I get to my knees and I slowly embrace her. I can almost feel her darkness aura around me. Her warm form within the confines of my arms is something I don't think I've ever felt before.

Here comes that boner again; I hope she doesn't notice.

"Why are you doing this?" she asks absentmindedly.

"I don't know..." Nice answer.

"No-nobody's ever..." she begins to choke up. "Ever b-been this nice to m-me!" And the tears flow freely. I'm at a loss for words myself. I can't really be this smooth, can I?

"Rumia..." I say delicately. She buries her face in my shirt and makes a muffled sound. "Are you ronery?"

"Huh?" she says as she looks up at me, confused.

"I mean, are you lonely?"

Her eyes quiver. "I... I never knew it... not until now!" she says before crying into my chest again. I pat her a few times on the back of the head for good measure. After a little while, the crying lets up. I let her leave my arms for a moment to regain her composure. She wipes her eyes with the sleeve of her blouse. When she looks back at me, I can see that she is still emotionally confused.

"I'm tired," she remarks; she seems surprised at this.

"I was going to take a nap," I said, indicating the base of the orange tree. I slowly move back and make myself comfortable, in a sort of fetal position. I look back at Rumia as she approaches. She sits in front of me, her darkness covering the ground beneath her so her clothes don't get dirty. As I drift off, I can feel her little hand gingerly pat my own head. I hear her lie down. When I awake, the sun is out and Rumia is gone. Fuck.

Chapter 4: I Finally Bag a Touhoe

I appear to be alone again. I baw a little. Donning my sunglasses, I set off down the path, I have to get out of this stupid forest. I wish I would have taken an MP3 player or something; I'm getting really sick of nature sounds. After some time, I can see the trees thinning out up ahead. I jog, huffing and puffing. The path leads to a plain grassy field. It's not very exciting, but at least I'm out in the open and I can get the lay of the land. The field slopes gently downward to a river of sorts. My eyes follow it the left, where I can see a village. Maybe the human village? To my right, the river branches. One branch leads to a lake, the other continues to a wilder-looking forest. I'm guessing that's the lake of the Scarlet Devil Mansion and the Forest of Magic, respectively. Across from the river is a chain of sizable hills. I look behind myself and see more hills rising from the forest.

Squinting, I notice a small, dark smudge by the river. I figure it's Rumia, so I call her name. She turns around. I can't quite tell what she's up to. I make my way down to the riverbank. I'm just about out of breath at this point.

I bend a bit (she's about a head shorter than me) and stifle her protest with a kiss. She makes a muffled sound of surprise. I embrace her, and keep the kiss up. Now she puts her hands on my sides, and leans in to me. My right hand wanders southward, toward her butt. It doesn't matter that Rumia's dark aura obscures it. I begin to work the petite curves, gradually getting closer to the juncture of her legs. Rumia breaks the kiss, panting and moaning. I move my mouth to her neck, mostly using my tongue. Rumia herself does very little, obviously not knowledgeable about this stuff. She lets me direct our play. My index finger begins to move up her clothed labia and I feel the area moistening. She cries out with a newfound emotion, lust.

"Ah, ah! I've never... never felt anything... like this!" she says, shivering. I lead her in a controlled fall to the ground. I'm in prime position above her. Her darkness fluctuates wildly, sometimes enveloping us both, sometimes ebbing.

"It's okay," I say.

"This touching..." she mumbles, "it's so good, don't stop!"

"I won't." I begin work her top off. She catches on and strips down to her panties and socks. She's beautiful.

"Delicious flat chest," I say to myself, and then I stroke her stiff little nipples with my tongue. It elicits another cry and I feel her hands on my head, holding it to her chest. It rises and falls with the youkai's labored breathing. I can feel a frenzied heartbeat.

"More!" she pleads. I'm happy to oblige. My finger takes a detour around the material of her damp panties and prods her warm depths. She bucks against it until she orgasms with a drawn-out "ah". My hand is covered with her secretions. Her arms drop to the ground and she pants. Her red eyes look drowsily into mine. "What... what is happening?"

"We're having fun," I say pretty bluntly. Even for a younger being, she should understand.

"Is... is that so?" she says with a giggle.

"It's not over, though."

"Eh?!"

"I have more than just fingers," I say with a smile that only ZUN could draw. I wiggle out of my boxer shorts. Her eyes grow wide as she notices the bulge in my boxers. She moans again. I move her panties down her left leg and place my erection through the fly of the boxers. She moves her legs apart in anticipation. I enter her, and begin to thrust. She seems almost paralyzed, her eyes having almost rolled up into her head. I go back to her neck and nibble on it as I slowly go in and out of her. I feel her hymen break, and a different wetness around my cock. I feel embarrassed, but not completely turned off. What was I expecting? I look into her face; she's grimacing, her face twisted in pain.

This is the thread that ends /jp/

"Rumia," I say as I approach her. "When did you leave?" I can see she's quite embarrassed... or something.

"A little while ago... I just came to get some water. I like it better in the forest anyway, more shade."

"Me, too..." For a long time, there is silence. "Little Rumia, do you like me?" I ask. Rumia looks back at the flowing water.

"You're a human," she said resignedly.

"I don't know any male youkai," I say.

"There aren't many," she replies, "it's said they live in the Outside World, mostly. It's easier to get weak humans there."

"Have you ever been past the Hakurei Border?"

"No... I don't really want to. I don't care." She walks past me, back toward the forest. I have to say something. I can't just part ways with her like this.

"Thanks, Rumia." She stops. "Thanks for not eating me." I approach her.

"I don't care about things that humans say." I snicker. She spins to face me. "It's not--!"

I officially don't like /jp/

I'll stick to the off 4chan Touhou board kthx

When does Anon get to meet Flandre?

>>1812
/jp/ is safe for work sadly otherwise we get semen covered figures

>>2199
I can maybe work that in, although it may result in Anon's cock getting crushed.

what about youmu?

>>2295
I'm seeing an Anon-Youmu-Yuyuko threesome, can you dig it?

>>2317
only if I can fap

>>2317
kaguya,eirin,anon threesome

OH GOD RUMIA IS HOT
Make one with Suika next.
DO IT FAGGOT

>>2394
I can do that. And then Suika can get Reimu drunk so she'll join in.