/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>1699099
Beloved! Your eyes, filled with light. Your skin, warm and smooth. Your voice, ambrosia for my ears. Every inch of your body, in front of my eyes when I close them, I sleep with my eyes open because I'm not worthy. You were fine with this. You were. Fine. With this. Years of this. You did not even raise your voice at me. On your deathbed you were fine with this, sorrow gnawing at your bones. You wanted to see me. You asked every day if I've come to visit. That was all you wanted. I denied it to you. Horrible little conjuring. You did not even need an explanation, you would have happily volunteered, but you're not supposed to be a volunteer, you're supposed to be a sacrifice. Knowing why I do this would have given you relief, the backlash...

Fubuki rubbed the marks on her wrists and went back to chopping turnips. She tried to follow Beloved fairly soon but couldn't. Stopped herself, actually. It would be unfair to end so easily. It would be fair for her, of course, to never find him again, but that was not about her, she owed an explanation and an apology. Factually speaking, what she did was a net gain, but atonement is not a rational impulse. She went completely off the grid, in more ways than one, got a large enough sum of cash out of her possessions to last her a lifetime with rational consumption, and moved here. No human contact. Very minimal amenities. It would be a lie to say she didn't break her austerity more than once, but eventually she settled. All she had for human contact was the shopkeeper down the hill she bought tea and vegetables from, who was too thoroughly unpleasant to bother asking what his name was. It was incredibly hard. Horrifyingly enough, though it always seemed, out of the corner of her eye, that Beloved is at the table across from her, or sitting in the chair, or just behind that tree or another, it did not affect her behavior one bit, as she trained herself, forced herself, not to react to the presence of the anchor, and old habits die hard.

The old fox took a fork and started digging into her meager meal, only to drop it on the ground, suddenly interrupted. She doubled over, gasping for air. The influx of stomach pain lasted approximately about an aeon this time, but disappeared as suddenly as it started, leaving behind dull throbbing. She picked her fork back up and went back to her meal, her eyes full with tears — mostly pain, but not entirely.

Soon.

Soon, Beloved.

I will see you again soon.

>>1095447
Hey, if it's a life with Friend I'll have as many ugly children as she wants.

She's my oshi! Aside from all the stuff she does for Hololive, Fubuki has a great sense of humor (she is known as the queen of memes), incredibly enthusiastic over her interests (her last stream over Twisted Wonderland is super cute!), and is a great conversationalist. Aside from being able to carry the Marine/Shion stream, her zatsudans are easily some of my favorite content.
FBK's ASMR streams are also pretty hot, gives me something to look forward to at the end of the month.