/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>Shota kidnapped by Noel gets passed around to the other /ss/ lovers

>>2564397
>Notable shotocon holos lurk around school zones PARTY VAN-ing unsuspecting shotas
>They disappear for hours only to be dumped on the streets Shibuya, clothes in tatters, prostates completely milked

Pls

>>2564039
I want Noel to beat my legs in with her mace and comfort me while I understandably wail in agony!

>>2564958
Misery but with Noel would be a fun read.

I just want more Aqua fluff. Or abuse.

Start of a Gurafic I'm making. No lewd, only comfy.

https://pastebin.com/jnJALd3z

>>2564039
>>Isn't this just you fuckers writing fanfiction, eh?
>eh
so we are just keeping this in the OP from now on for our canadian "friends", eh?

Need botan fluff

Botan boomer gf, I require

To the anon that said he would do a continuatión of that fanfic where Korone grooms to be the perfect mate for all the hags, and then they Started to fuck You.
Are You still Alive?

>>2564039
We need a new yandere Noel fic. We haven’t had one in a good while.

>>2565279
>gura before she got corrupted by the internet
Or remind me, does atlantis have internet connection

>>2566609
This, she’s been lacking lately.

(You) are pekoras defense lawyer and it quickly becomes apparent that you have lost all hope in winning the case and she will most likely be locked up for years. Can either take in the direction of the two of you running off or accepting her fate.

>>2565279
nice work dude! excited to see were you go with this.

>>2567647
You could make a timeskip of when Pekora gets released and she's a broken person with her empty yandere eyes

>>2564899
Have you read gunned down? It’s on the google doc provided with this thread

>>2566124
>>2565120
Yes I'm alive, I've been on a hiatus for the few dew days due to school, writing fatigue and also addicted to the hololive stock market game. But now I think I'm back into a writing mood and will go back to writing. I'll also be going back to finish up the Aqua/Manager-san fluff arc

>>2568022
Bless you anon, you're too good to us.

>>2568022
>Aqua Anon and Hag Rape continuation Anon are the same person
Based and unexpected

>>2566609
May fuck around with the Noel /ss/ idea later.

>>2565120
I'd like abuse but the "tough love"-like kind. Where (You) punish aqua sexually.

I'd be up for a fic where a holo had a bad day/week/month, snaps and takes it out on you, irreversibly harming you and deeply regretting it later as you lie on a bed, forgiving them but the damage is already done.

>>2570564
This exists already but I forget who did it. I think it was a Korone fic? Maybe Marine?

>>2570564
>>2571744
There was a marine greentext sounding like that (Its in the greentext link on the google doc.), also a Korone one (Hard-Knock Love https://pastebin.com/xsbmj46D)), and a Rushia one as well (Butterfly of Death and Rebirth https://pastebin.com/9NGuH9KQ))

>>2571923
Man i really like the Rushia bringing you back from the dead prompts. I wanna request one from Rushia's pov where she brings you back from the dead but you are no longer "you". Kinda like that scene from FMA where the protagonists try to bring their mom back.

>>2569271
>yandere Noel /ss/

>>2567844
Yeah it's pretty cool and enjoyable but I need more mind numbing sex

>>2570564
Theres also that fubuki ones where you leave her https://docs.google.com/document/d/10YjZY2WrzUfaS-9K5GtHrPaBgWjSAFyJlFCGfmA6mVE/edit?usp=drivesdk you can find the first one in archive

>>2569157
I've written a lot of stories for the general writing/abuse threads, including the Amelia torture one and the yandere Roboco ones, main reason why I took a small break was because I was writing so much[/spoiler[

>>2564039
>>2565120
>Continuation of the Aqua/Manger-san Shorts
You sat in silence as the waves slowly moved back in forth all around you. The night air was cold but not uncomfortable as you felt the breeze against your exposed skin. You were sitting on a rock outcropping near the edge of the beach. Today you and the gang had filmed the beach episode of the Hologram anime, featuring Mio, Fubuki, Matsuri, Shion and the certain purple and blue haired girl that you were the manager of. In all honesty it was quite awkward at first. You were actually one of the only men on the filming site, so being around the sheer amount of beautiful girls dressed in revealing swimsuits made your head spin. Even your fellow manager A-chan had a cute two-piece swimsuit, though you could tell that she was quite embarrassed wearing it. As time went on, however, the awkwardness faded off and you joined in on the fun. But even then, there was still someone who you couldn’t get off your mind…

Minato Aqua.

That stupid onion that had abruptly entered your life. You had briefly remembered seeing her in the swimsuit during the shopping spree incident. But seeing her in that outfit, on an actual beach on a bright summer day… the sight almost took your breath away. You couldn’t even look her straight in the eyes without forming a massive blush across your face. But the way you saw her glancing at you and blushing as well, you could see the feeling was… mutual? But why? Sure, you were wearing a swimsuit as well, but you were her manager! You weren’t even that built, the lack of muscles or mass pointing to that fact. So it begged the question… was she… was she interested… in you?

There was no doubt in your mind that you liked the girl. Her ‘Baqua’ moments, all the time you’ve spent together, the amount of times you helped each other out… there was no way someone could go through that and not form a strong bond. But something like love? Being boyfriend and girlfriend… it was too out of the question. You were just some low level tech support guy who got lucky, dating someone as prestigious as an idol sounded so preposterous it almost made you laugh. But maybe there was a chance? Even as dense as you were, even you couldn’t miss the signs. The amusement park. When she was sick. Her over-the-top reactions whenever you provoke her. Her openness with you about almost everything going on in her life…

You heard footsteps behind you that broke your chain of thoughts. You quickly turned to see that certain onion you were just thinking of was sheepishly walking towards you. You felt your heart stop. Aqua was still dressed in her bathing suit, but had a loose sweatshirt covering her body. Her hair was ever-so slightly swaying with the wind as she approached you. Her cheeks were tinged red as she kept her face to the ground and twiddled with her thumbs. As she stopped beside you, an uncomfortable silence filled the air as the two of you kept your eyes looking out towards the ocean. You mentally sighed. She must’ve had the same questions on her mind as well, but didn’t have the courage to ask them. You commented about her wonderful performance during the days filming to break the silence. Looking around to her you could see a large pout on her face before she shyly looked away.

>>2576681
“Mouu, Manager-san… please don’t embarrass me... even more than I already am…” Aqua quietly said while she squirmed a bit under your gaze. You stupidly asked her what brought her out here late at night, already having a feeling you knew the answer in your heart. But you already had a wonderful relationship with the girl that you didn’t want to ruin by doing something stupid, so you wanted to make sure before doing anything rash. Her blush intensified as she took a seat right next you, your shoulders rubbing together as she pressed up against you. Your breathing hitched as she turned to face you dead in the eye. There was a sense of determination you could feel from her purple eyes as they gazed into your own.

“There’s something… I’ve been wanting to tell you… I’ve been too afraid to tell you because… b-because…” Aqua said but seemingly couldn’t finish it. You told her that it was fine and that you wouldn’t judge her, so she should be completely honest with you. Before she did anything she took a deep breath in and closed her eyes for a brief moment. But after they opened, she did something that you never thought she would do. Aqua leaned forward and pressed her lips against your own. Your mind blanked. The shy girl who could barely talk to strangers… took the initiative… and kissed you. Square on the lips. And she continued to do so for a few moments. You wrapped your arms around her small body and pulled her close as you leaned into the kiss. For what seemed like forever the two of you stayed that way until the need for air forced you to pull apart. Both of you panted as you just stared at each other. It seems she was just as surprised as you were. Was she afraid that you would reject her advances? You shook your head. That didn’t matter now.

“I’ve… I’ve been waiting… for so long… to do that with you…” Aqua said in a voice just barely above a whisper. She leaned against your chest and wrapped her arms around you while she looked up. Her eyes were teary but there was a bright smile plastered across her face. Brighter than any other smile she had ever shown you. Even more so than that first precious moment you had when you went to fix her streaming equipment.

“I-I… I love you… Manager-san….”

You felt the world pause around you. She.. loved.. you? The words made your head spin. Even more so than the fact she had just kissed you. Even though it should’ve been apparent by this point, it still didn’t lessen the shock. The world famous dorky idol… the ‘Baqua’ you had come to know so far… loved you. You could only smile and nod, affirming your own love for her. The two of you stayed close for a few more hours, enjoying each others company as you gazed throughout the night sky together. It was in those moments, those precious moments, that you learned another thing about Minato Aqua…

...That you loved her very much.

>>2576728
Lifeguard Aqua OVA:

You were taking a bath while enjoying some music after a long day of working at the Hololive office. Currently you were at Aqua house after you had discussed some of the details for the Hololive anime’s beach episode filming tomorrow. You had asked if you could borrow her tub for the evening as yours was getting fixed, and she surprisingly agreed. Before you even had the chance to ask her, however, she had bolted from the living room and ran into her bedroom without saying a word. Aqua was surely a strange girl.

At that moment, you heard the door open and that stupid onion walk into the room. She was wearing a life-guard swimsuit and a board. Her entire face was flushed red as she stood by the door, trying to look cute as she did a pose.

“L-Looks like you need a l-lifeguard!” she blabbed out as she walked towards you. But as she moved she didn’t notice the puddle of water on the floor and slipped. The poor onion fell hard on her butt and dropped the lifeguard board. You could only sigh and shake your head at the girls antics. As you had thought before...

...Minato Aqua was a very strange girl.

They finally did it! Good to be back writing! Hope you enjoyed https://pastebin.com/0p4WW7G5

>>2576766
Ah glad to have you back anon! Good job as always!

>>2576766
Good job anon, great stuff as always!

>>2567702
after getting out she attacks you and makes you her bitch

Hear, hear! I have come to bring you yet more Aqua! Hope you enjoy part 4 of the Kombini-story, it should be picking up the pace a little now.

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[...The large bags you sport under your eyes when you arrive at work the next day are a clear indicator of just how well into the night the conversation had stretched…]

From this point on, you continue to text with Aqua on the daily. At first, you both pretend as if this is just a friendly thing, mainly about her work. She had complained that constructive criticism is hard for her to come by - people are either praising her for things as easy as breathing, or hate on her for no tangible reason at all. Therefore, you agree to give her your two cents on her projects, should she ask for them – all under the premise that, if she does, you would be completely honest with her. Admittedly, you are only looking for a pretense to tease her and get away with it. She probably can tell, but agrees nonetheless.

As the days pass, your conversations turn more and more casual. You start to talk about whatever you feel like. Aqua stops reminding you of her streams, but you visit whenever you can, anyways. She knows it, too. The pink haired girl tells you about her day-to-day life and you do the same. It is quite interesting to see how creative she gets when it comes to tweaking her real stories to make them ‘audience-friendly’ and you have to admit that she has quite the creative streak, despite her air-headedness.

You are also elated to see that Aqua was not a complete mental wreck, despite her issues with social interaction. A normal girl with normal problems - add a crippling anxiety to look people in the eye into the mix, and you had Aqua. At the end of it all, there was no denying that you had grown quite fond of her… and you suspect that she might even feel the same way. There is just the issue that neither of you is willing to take the next step.

A month passes and the goodnight messages Aqua sends you get cutesy to the point of being downright flirtatious. She sometimes sends you pictures during the day, too – nothing too spicy or racy, but nothing you would send your mother either.

Two months and you start to share a lot of small secrets and fears with each other – most of them are silly shower thoughts, which you would have never thought of sharing with someone before coming to know the dorky streamer. At first, you wonder if you tell those things out of some sense of obligation. You had come to know somewhat guarded information about Aqua after all, so maybe you feel like you have to return the favor? After some reflection, it turns out that reality is much simpler: there is just this oddly comfortable atmosphere you feel when chatting with the girl and that was all there was to it.

By the third month, the sexual tension between you is so taunt that you could play the banjo on it. You finally decide to take action. As you write with her during your lunch break, you casually mention that you have no food left at home and will be stopping by the convenience store after work again. You make sure to be very happy about the prospect of getting off work on time today, hoping to plant an idea in the head of your pink-haired interest.

>>2584928

Fast-forward a few hours, and you are overcome by a strange feeling of déjà-vu when rain greets you just as you leave the subway station. It is only a short walk down the street before you spot the neon sign of the fated Kombini ahead of you. A somewhat uneasy feeling settles in the pit of your stomach as you enter the store and fold your umbrella. Had Aqua gotten your roundabout message? Was she even interested in receiving it?

You begin to walk down the corridors and cannot help yourself from feeling a pang of disappointment whenever you look down an aisle and spot… nothing. Then, as you turn into the ‘grains and rice’ section, you mind comes grinding to a halt. Aqua is standing there, an intense expression on her face as she tries to reach something on the top shelf on the tip of her toes. You almost do not recognize her in the sleeveless white blouse and navy-blue skirt. Even from a distance, you can tell that she had put effort into her appearance today. For you?

“Excuse meee” you say in an acted –up tone, as you stroll up to the pink haired streamer and grab the package of rice she desperately tries to reach. It takes a second of you pretending to read the etiquette, before you feel a light smack on the arm.

You look down to Aqua, and your smile grows broader when you catch her pouting expression looking back at you. She gives your arm two more thumps for good measure and calls you an idiot, then snatches the package from your hands, cradling it in front of her and averting her gaze.

“Aqua!” Your surprise is obviously fake. ”What a coincidence meeting you here!”

“A-as if this isn’t what you planned on from the beginning”, the girl mumbles, fiddling with the carton of rice “a-and don’t you even try to deny it!” You chuckle a bit.

“Hmm… glad that you picked up on it so fast”, your admission is swift and shameless. It has Aqua snap her head towards you so violently, it might very well give her a minor case of whiplash. She clearly did not expect your honesty as she stares at you in disbelief, mouth slightly agape, a blush spreading across her cheeks. As she looks away again, you can clearly see the corners of her mouth turn upwards in a giddy expression.

“So…” you both had been staring at the varieties of rice in front of you for over a minute “did you actually think of an excuse to come here, or were you just going to lurk about until I show up?” Aqua’s fiddling abruptly stops.

“I was thinking… that…” she hesitates “I felt like… I wanted… to maybe pick up some stuff to cook a bit of curry tonight?” Her statement sounds like a question. “Oh?” you offer non-committally, biting down the tempting jab at her cooking skills, or lack thereof. She goes on to mumble something you think you understand, but you go on to inquire anyways. “Sorry, I didn’t quite get the last part.”

“I said, I wanted to ask you if you’d… maybe like to join”, she repeats only the tiniest bit louder, peeking at you from the corner of her eye. A warm feeling fills your stomach. You had not felt this way since high school prom, and you catch yourself agreeing maybe a bit more enthusiastically than a calm and collected young man should. This, in turn, puts Aqua somewhat at ease. On her shy offer, you both set out to collect the ingredients for tonight’s curry.

You cannot help but think how couple-ish the whole experience feels. The both of you pondering together whether you should add meat to the dish or not… Your scolding look, as you put back two of the three packs of Korean dried seaweed Aqua had tried to sneak into the shopping basket… You arguing over whether to make the curry sweet or spicy – a dispute you lose, forcing you to switch out the extra-spicy curry paste with a milder one…

Though the opportunity for revenge comes sooner than you expect, when the cashier asks, if you were willing to participate in a short survey of your shopping experience. In a flash of genius, you smile politely and pull your best accent-laced “sorry, nihon-go wakarimasen”, as you point the cashier to a stuttering and sputtering Aqua right next to you. She is so busy shooting you angry glances that she does not even realize how she answers the three unexciting questions on the by.

As you are about to set out to Aqua’s place, it turns out that the pink haired woman had forgotten to bring her own umbrella once more. You voice the suspicion that she may have deliberately refrained from taking one to have an excuse to share yours, which she animatedly denies. She claims to have simply been too excited to think about the weather forecast. You decide that both alternatives were pretty damn cute. Despite your umbrella being the same size as last time, you get the curious feeling that Aqua is walking a lot closer to you this time around…

>>2584988

After the vaguely familiar journey to Aqua’s flat is completed, you are quite surprised by the clean and subdued furnishing inside her home. Somehow, you had expected a lot more, hmm… pink? – “Oh, wow. Quite the place you got there. Hope you didn’t have too much trouble cleaning up for me!” Your comment might have been half-joking, but Aqua’s reaction to it tells the whole story. Some things are still as they seem.

The kitchen on the other hand… you sigh as Aqua starts to show you through the cabinets. It was not dirty by any stretch of the word – in fact, it seemed barely used at all. ‘Ill-equipped’ did not even begin to describe it, though. Still, the two of you start to prepare the curry. Without a colander, without a cutting board and with only a single half-decent knife.

By the way, when you say ‘the two of you’, you actually mean yourself alone, since Aqua already has her hands full with the Korean dried seaweed. Ah well, the kitchen counter is too small for two people to effectively work on anyways, so you do not mind Aqua “ooh-ing” and “aah-ing” at the simple explanations you give to your cooking steps, all while nibbling on her unique appetizer. You fall into casual conversation, just like the texts you had been sending each other for the last couple of months.

“… I’m just saying - Hololive has what, like fifty members by now? And we are led to believe that you all are the bestest of friends? Heck, my department is about that size and I can barely stand half of the fuckers!” Aqua giggles a little.

“Ehehe if only you’d know about some of the bitching that goes on in the background. N-not that I would do that! Its, hmm… as you said… some of them, I just don’t care that much about. It’s also getting hard to keep track of each and every new member, especially in the other branches”, she hisses a little “I may… have referred to one of the new EN members as ‘goat-chan’ for a week or two, before someone pointed out that she‘s supposed to be an ibex, or something. And I still can’t remember her actual name. But some are really good friends, especially-” her explanation is interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell.

“You’re not going to tell me I wasn’t the only one invited to the party, are you?” you joke, but Aqua only chuckles nervously, a lot more alerted by the new guest than you think she should be. Did she have stalker problems or something? You look after her with concern, as she sneaks out into the hallway. She is out of your view now, but you hear how she answers the intercom. “H-hello?” she asks into the microphone.

>>2576681
>>2576728
>>2576766
noice

>>2585018

“Aquaaaaa. Are you alright? You didn’t accidentally lock yourself in the bathroom again, did you?” the tinny voice of a woman sounds back from the speaker, barely audible to you one room over.

“What?! Of course not! What makes you even say that!” Aqua hisses back, embarrassed.

“Eeeeh? You didn’t answer your Discord in ages though! Common, let me in, already!” – “Uhh… I-I’m fine, Shion. Totally a-okay! No need to worry, a-and I’m sure you have a lot of stuff to do, so thanks for checking in on me, b-but bye!” There is actual banging against the door now.

“Oi! That’s no way to treat a friend! At least offer me a drink or something! Wait – you’re not being held hostage right now, are you? Cough twice if you’re held hostage!” There’s the sound of a door being opened before you hear Aqua snarl again, this time probably directly into the unwanted guests’ face, “Of course I’m not being held hostage, you idiot! Would you stop making a scene?!”

“I’M making a scene? You’re the one locking me out like a crazy pers- whoa, hold on, hold on. Why are you dressed up like that on your day off?” there is a short pause before you hear Aqua answer, a lot more bashful than before, “I don’t know what you’re talking about ah-haha…”

“Are those… men’s shoes on the rack?” Silence. Two seconds, three seconds… then, a scuffle breaks out. Your gut tells you that the visitor, Shion, might currently try to force her way into the apartment, while Aqua tries to keep her from doing her so.

“Grrrr… Aquaaaa! If you have skeletons in your closet, I want to see them right now! And what’s that smell? No way in hell that’s your cooking!” You decide now was as good a time as any to make your debut. The chance to either disarm the situation or pour more fuel to the fire was about fifty-fifty. You walk over to the doorframe and look out into the hallway, exposing about half your body. The view to the main entrance now unobstructed, your eyes meet with those of a silver-haired girl. She is even shorter than Aqua, dressed in comfortable baggy clothing and currently stuck between the door of the main entrance and its frame. The apartment falls dead silent again.

“Nice to meet you, Shion. I have heard a lot of things about you”, you offer with a slight tint of amusement. Ever since the first work-related Christmas Party you had attended, you were way past feeling embarrassed about situations like this. Aqua, on the other hand… she has her face buried in her hands, looking like she was ready to sink into the ground any second now. “Do you want me to get out a third plate?” you ask the pink-haired girl, fully aware that you were not helping the situation at all.

“Shion… was just about to leave… right, Shion?” Aqua pleads, her voice cracking. Shion’s golden eyes wander from you, to Aqua, and then back to you. Her expression changes between shock, wonder, then into a downright shit-eating grin.

“Ne, Aqua… is that… *the* mysterious-foreigner-san?” she nudges the pink haired girl with her elbow. Aqua only lets out an embarrassed whine. Contrary to her friend, Shion has no problem with eye contact, it appears. She eyes every exposed part of your body with an intensity that outright sends a shiver down your spine. After her visual examination is done, the silver-haired witch clicks her tongue, her grin turning that much wider.

“Oh, don’t let me keep you two. Pardon my intrusion”, Shion winks “talk to you later! Isn’t that right, Aqua?” Poor Aqua only whimpers. After the door closes, the pink haired woman slides down on its inside, coming to sit on her rear with her face still buried in her hands.

“Diner is ready” you cannot help but chuckle.

“Can I… just drop dead right now instead…?”

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/end of fourth part

Hope you liked it, there's one more in the pipe. I'll try to bring it to you somewhen during the weekend.

>>2584928
>>2584988
>>2585018
>>2585085
Ah yes inject more aqua fluff into my veins

>>2576681
>>2576728
>>2576766
Absolutely precious, thank you so much! Keep up the good work Anon-sama.

Which holos are the abuser and who the abused?
For me its:
abuser:
>Fubuki
>Noel
>Korone
>Mio
>Flare
>Rushia
>Suisei
>Towa
>Mori
>Amelia
>Coco
>Choco
>Haachama
abused:
>Marine
>Aqua
>Nene
>Matsuri
>Pekora
>Miku
>Watame
>Okayu
>Kanata
>Luna
>Lamy
>Subaru
>Kiara
>Ina
>Gura
>Shion
>Ayame

>>2588571
There's been an abuse story for every character on that list (besides Miko to my knowledge), you can make any character abusive, you just have put a twist on to it that fits with their character (i.e Abusive Kiara one where she kills herslef over and over again to torture your mind or drunk Marine raping you cause she's lonely and horny)

This is a challenge. A testament of your strength and love. Another kick connects with your stomach, knocking the wind out you out yet again. Don’t falter. If you were to give up now, all your previous efforts would be for naught; you would be deemed a weakling and a failure. Through sheer perseverance and iron will, you will make it to the light at the end of the tunnel. If you hold out for long enough, she will realize the errors of her ways and everything will go back to normal. All you gotta do is persist. Don’t succumb to defeat. DON’T.

Another blow to stomach, you hack and vomit up saliva and water. It seems like this is the last of the violent barrage for now as your challenge bearer pulls back. You uncradle your hands from your head and painfully raise your it to meet her gaze. Your wife, Shirakami Fubuki, still as beautiful as ever stands before your battered and bruised body. She says something but the numerous kicks to your head has severely befuddled all your senses, it’s a struggle to see straight or hear right. All you can make out is a face of annoyance before she spits on you and turns heel, leaving you alone in the bedroom. Now free from danger, you roll on to your back and spread your beaten arms and legs. Breathing is ragged and your chest feels like it’s going collapse in on its self. It hurts, it really hurts. But this is nothing. You’ve gone through this song and dance countless times. You’ll recover in no time. And once you’ve recovered, you can try your luck again; you can try to get your wife back again. You will save her from this madness she has been inflicted with.

It hasn’t always been like this. Of course It hasn’t. You would never marry a known abuser. No before she was someone completely different. A nice woman, incredibly caring, kind, understanding, funny… Basically the woman of your dreams and it sure did feel like a dream when she awkwardly reciprocated your feelings. It was the second greatest moment in your life. First being when you got on one knee before her and proposed to her. You will never forget the absolute look of joy on her face, the tears of happiness she shed and the warm and tight embrace she enveloped you in after you slipped the ring on. It was pure bliss and you never wanted it to end.

And it seemed like it would never end at the time. The start of married life was heavenly. You moved into her apartment, albeit a little small for two people but it was cozy and homely nonetheless. She suggested you quit your job and let her take care of the making money as she made almost quadruple your salary. At first you were reluctant, even if she did make more money than you could imagine, you felt you would be nothing but a leech and a bum if you didn’t work but she helped realize that you can be just you can be even more help if you took care of all the apartment’s needs and her needs. It was then when you decided to become a house husband.

Being a house husband was greater than you imagined. All the chores you used dread doing as teenager was lost on you. You did everything you could to make sure the apartment was in tip top shape and you did it with all the love and care you could muster. And the best part was when Fubuki came home after work. You would always greet her with a big hug, a delicious meal and a refreshing bath. That smile that spread across her face when she stepped through the door and saw your face was to die for. It seemed as if those days would continue forever, you wished they did.

>>2589479
But as time went on, Fubuki returned from work later and later, growing increasingly tired and seemingly stressed with each day. She no longer wore that signature smile that melted your heart or reciprocated any affection but that didn’t stop you servicing her and loving her all you could.

Until one day when she came back from work, somehow looking even more tired and stressed then she had before. You dared to ask what’s wrong and she responded by throwing a fist straight into your face and began to rant about something but you don’t remember as you were too shocked too even listen, sure it hurt to be punched but the surge of emotions was felt so much more. Feeling anger and wanting to retaliate, confusion as being punched by your wife was the last thing you expected but mostly sorrow. How could she do that, how can she hurt someone she loves so easily? At that moment you were ready to leave her, not willing to tolerate such behavior but the realization dawned on you as if it were a message from the gods. Fubuki didn’t do anything bad, she’s just going through a bad time and didn’t have an outlet for it. As her husband it’s one of your duties to stick with her through those bad times and guide her to recovery. If you were to abandon her just over this, you would be a terrible husband, no a terrible person. It’s then when steeled your resolve to stay with Fubuki to show her that no matter what happens you will always be there for her and that you are not such a weak person to falter before abuse. You continued to love her.

It’s been a year since the first mishap. The beatings and berating just got worse and worse but through it you got stronger and stronger, able to love and care for her despite your battered body and damaged psyche. These physical and mental scars she has given you are just proof of your strength and love.

This is but a challenge. A challenge to remain standing despite whatever she throws at you. Tomorrow you will send her off and greet her as usually you do; with love, care and respect. Your diligence will pay off and eventually she come back to being the once lovely woman she was. Just don’t falter.

>>2589508
I like the detailed violence. Brings out my inner sadist/machoistic self. Well done anon

>>2589508
This is good, waiting for further developments and the punch that sends (You) straight to the hospital.

>>2585085
Bless you for this onion meal spiced with some garlic.
>>2589508
Good stuff.

>>2589508
>Tfw all the Fubuki fics are abuse

>>2590638
Not true.
https://pastebin.com/KgGkdpQ2
Though I really, really like the abuse fics. Omelas really inspired some good shit.

Does anyone want to take a crack at non-holo chuuba story like Pochi?
Something like >>2555128 /ss/ idea or an abusive artist pushing around an assistant?

>>2590712
I was honestly hoping for more fluff fics involving Fubuki as she really is one of the most wholesome chuubas so i made the fic in hopes that more will like it will come

>>2564397
>>2564636
go outside

>>2591971
noel /ss/ is happening and nothing you do will stop it

>>2590638
>>2590638
the worst thing isnt even sexy or breautiful abuse, its just pure hate against you

>>2590638
I'm writing a fic about feeding her burgers while having sex with her
will that do?

>>2590638
No wife
No friend
Only enemy

>>2593955
Sounds like a good title for another fbk abuse story

>>2593548
But why would she hate (You)

>>2594222
>Be Fubuki's friend (somehow), make the be my wife joke, she gets mad and goes "No wife, no more friend, only enemy" and makes your life hell on earth.
FBK is made for abuse stories.

>>2595506
>A holo sees how FBK has been treating you and takes you under her protection.
>FBK gets jealous and tries to be your friend again
>You fall in love with the holo and be their boyfriend. FBK gets depressed and lonely.
FBK is made to be cucked by her friends

>>2595861
A story from FBK's perspective as she watches you happy with someone else and has a breakdown over it would be pretty rad.

>>2595861
>>2595918
what about one where she achieves her goals and lives a happy and fulfilling life

>>2596416
No happy.
Only pain.

>>2588571
Abuser:
>Everyone
Abused:
>Me

>>2594882
Because (You) exist

Can anyone please post that one story where Kiara is abused by drunk Mori and then runs away to Ina for comfort?
and if I remember correctly, Gura and Ame were depicted as drug addicts

>>2596447
Pain for you and her. Mostly her. Mental pain through karma makes the best stories

>>2596843
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Glud9rXjrjBuJS0CW8Hni4mV2keUJkSWVb7zwRNyTDo/edit

>>2596893
Holy shit, that was quick! Thanks a lot, anon

>>2588571
i kinda wanna see a hardened pekora after her prison sentence

>>2599687
Whenever I see Prison Pekora my first thought is prison gangrape. That face just screams to be abused.

>>2596893
Anyone think there's gonna be a part two?

>>2601024
The guy was in the last thread or the thread before last where he said he was going on hiatus or something along those lines because he needed to rethink what he wanted to do with the story. He was starting to lean too hard into shounen stuff and wasn't happy with it as a result, iirc.

>>2596466
Based

>>2589508
Nice can't wait to see fubuki suffer when (you) leave her, if that's what you plan tho
>>2595918
Seconding this lol

>>2590712
Omelas is really really good. It's what actually inspired to write the story above

>>2601811
The way the story is going, it'll be more likely that she'll beat him into a vegetative state

>>2601811
I'm debating whether I should do that or she ends up killing up or at least permanently injuring (You) in someway

>>2603187
>At the hospital she cries at (You)r side and asks for forgiveness, she squeezes your hand and you squeeze hers. Just as the plug is pulled

>>2603295
permanent injury but murder would be interesting to see. Maybe contacting her holo friends to try and reverse it but you'll never have any memory of your time together.

>>2603187
>>2603295
either way i wanna see a proer mauling from this wild fox

Why do the people in these stories put up with this shit? The moment my oshi raises a fist against me is the moment I go "smell ya later alligator".

>>2605141
Mind's funny that way. Disbelief mixed with a lot of other things can really fuck someone up. You always THINK "wow, if I was with someone abusive, I would simply leave". Every single person who's been in an abusive relationship - and stayed in it for any variety of reasons - has thought that exact same thing, once.

>>2605141
Remember that the average holo has the strength of a gorilla. Noel could just make your head explode with one glancing blow.

>>2605230
hot

>>2605432
So yeah if your oshi is noel or someone powerful idk why would you still be alive if they in so much graze you.

>>2585085
Is the Onion going to get peeled in the next part?

>>2605141
You know people stay in abusive relationships in real life all the time, right?

>>2603295
Nice I'm down to anything as long as the chuubas suffer

>post one short story about how a computer fox is not nice to you
>spins off into an entire Fubukiverse

I don't know how to feel

>>2606708
You should feel proud Anon

>>2606708
Joy? You inspired a lot of anons, myself included.

>>2605141
>he doesn't know
Abusive relationships fuck with your head a lot more than you think. Doesn't matter if it's physical or mental/emotional.

I have personal experience with it.

>>2605141
It's a lot easier to say that when you're not the one experiencing it. There are a plethora of reasons why people can't leave abusive relationships. It isn't as simple as just getting up and leaving.

>>2605141
Stockholm syndrome is a real condition anon.

rescue bump

>>2605141
They are masochists.

Anyone got any Mio fluff?

>>2613368
No

>>2613368
Don't listen to the faggot above, here you go.
https://pastebin.com/ZteKs4H1

>>2615575
Thanks

Hey y'all, first-time writefriend here. I wrote a fluffy little thing about Ayame because she's very cute.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vR--mnNIEAWjImZk_onFgi3_qDwmFNESb5i4sdyrI0EuVdipekkOB1zjCV6PiKNVbKnp5Q1PC_kZIzN/pub

>>2618818
Adorable, good job!

>Koopa wants to fight people taller than her to prove she can
I want to be bullied by this womanlet

>>2619701
How would Koopa feel about fanfics of her, anyway?

>>2621480
I think she would like them, she's usually on this board so she'd probably see them

>>2624650
That's scary for that exact reason. I already commissioned art of her and Fortuna both sucking on a dinky together (they're separate for porn reasons, don't think about it). Could always write a short story to accompany it or some shit.

>>2618818
Thank you for your work anon!

>>2618818
That was great, ojou is underrepresented in these threads. Thanks anon

>>2618818
I like the formatting on this, Anon. The color coding is a great idea.

I need more yandere Lamy stories in my life.

>>2618818
Thanks for your contribution to writing fluffy ojou. We need more of those

>>2605141
I havent felt the affectionate touch of another human in years. I dont think I am worth it anymore to be loved, so I wouldnt care if I was abused. I need more meds.

>>2632046
Don't take your meds anon, embrace the gosling

>>2632046
It's not as fun as it sounds. Thinking about it is only enjoyable because you can choose to stop anytime you want. It's a lot different when you're completely powerless to stop it.

Here is "An Imperfectly Perfect Meeting With Ina"
"Oh, what's this? You shouldn't be out this late. That's when people like me come out to play."

These are the words uttered that break the silence as you walk home late at night. They are called out from behind you with playful confidence as a girl strides out from the shadows into the dim streetlight. Her outfit is incredibly elaborate, but at the same time there isn't very much of it. It strikes you as something an especially daring female cosplayer would wear, but normally cosplayers don't approach random strangers at night. You raise your eyes in confusion as she steps closer, her face coming into view. Aside from her knee length hair flowing hypnotically behind her as she moves, she has two prominent…lobes(?) at either side of her head that seem to come from her hair.

"I am Ninomae Ina'nis, Priestess of the Ancient Ones. And you are…"

She steps forward and whispers your full name into your ear. Your eyes go wide, and she lets out a satisfied giggle.

"No earthly truth is outside of my reach thanks to their whispers. Now, we should get out of here. I was joking about there being other people like me here, but there are monsters about. I closed the rip they were coming through, but there are likely some stragglers. Come with me."

You walk along with her, and despite the danger she described, she smiles contentedly and stares out into the night, occasionally glancing to you. She explains that she has a warded location nearby where you will be safe. Out of the blue, she suddenly releases a cute (and quite loud) sneeze before covering her face.

"It's cold, okay? And priestess clothes are good at protecting against magic, but they've got no cold resistance…" She mumbles, barely at an audible volume. The ears (flaps?) at the top of her head seem to wiggle as if to express her displeasure. You smile slightly at the sight, which slips under her notice as she seems to be too embarrassed to look in your direction.

>>2634677
Were it not for her declaring as such, you would have no idea that you had reached your destination. What stands before you is a perfectly normal suburban house, completely unremarkable except for being of above average size. She motions you up the driveway and walks on ahead up the steps as you follow. Looking down at her feet as she approaches the entrance, she wipes her shoes on a welcome mat outside. She is about to open the door when she seems to notice a light on somewhere inside. She hisses something to herself about "they were supposed to be asleep" before turning to face you.

"We'll need to go in through the second floor window. The…warding is weak at this entrance, it could break if we cross it. Allow me."

Without warning, she reaches to her back and suddenly several long, elaborately patterned tentacles stretch out from behind her. One wraps around your torso and she uses the rest to scale the house, eventually finding a window. She opens it by hand, has the tentacle usher you inside, and then slips in herself. By the time you turn around to face her, the tentacles have already disappeared, perhaps returning from whence they came.

Looking around, you seem to be in some kind of eccentric studio. Beautiful paintings line the wall, in varying stages of completion. Most of them feature beautiful girls, but others seem exotic and strange, depicting alien landscapes or multi-limbed monstrosities. She smiles smugly in your direction as you glance between them. A few seem to glow with a distinctive orange light that matches the shade at the tips of her tentacled bangs, and she gestures to them as you turn to her.

"Do you like the lights? My hair might be a little strange, but it produces some wonderful paints, don't you 'ink?"

She then attempts to supress a laugh at her own joke and fails spectacularly, covering her mouth with both hands.

"Here, before I head out to deal with those monsters, I'll do a little art. Let me take a quick look at you, 'kay?"

She steps forward, and without hesitation gets incredibly close to your face. As she does the purplish blue of her eyes seems to swirl with specks of light, as if it was a pool reflecting the night's sky. Satisfied, she blushes slightly as her proximity to you lingers a bit longer than seems necessary for whatever she was doing.

"Wow, you…I um, I know I did that mostly without asking, but I just wanted to thank you. I can't ever release these pieces publicly, but one of the things I love drawing the most is human souls. When I take a look at them I see them as colors and shapes. I don't get to know too many people well enough for them to let me see into them like that, but whenever I do it's incredible. They're the most beautiful things in the world to me, so much so that I can sometimes spend days without sleep trying to finish a drawing of one. We don't have that much time, so I'll just get the linework down and do the coloring later."

She grabs a canvas and sits down on the floor with it in her lap, sketching away with a pencil drawing incredibly complex geometrical shapes. The steady sounds of the pencil scratching against the texture of the canvas is punctuated occasionally by slight gasps or a "humu". Occasionally she'll look over to you quizzically, as if intrigued that whatever she's sketching out came from within you. After a while she starts humming to herself and just as you feel like you're about to fall asleep from her sweet melody she finishes her sketch and stands up.

"The monsters should be where I want them by now. I'll take care of them, you wait here. Do NOT leave this room, okay? I'll bonk you if you do." Without waiting for a reply, she hops through the window and disappears.

>>2634711
Standing around, you look for somewhere to sit but you see only a desk chair and a bed, both of which seem too personal to sit on without permission. Not a moment later, the door opens and a young woman steps in, clad in pajamas and snacking on a bag of potato chups. Her face is shockingly similar to that of Ina'nis but it is on an entirely normal human body, which seems both taller and softer than the lithe form of the Priestess.

"Oh ho ho, so this is the guy, huh? Pleasure to meet you. I'm Ina's big sister. If she used that chuuni name of her's to introduce herself, that means you should call me Ane'nis. Anyway, it's quite bold of you to sneak into a girl's room when her parents are asleep next door."

Completely dumbfounded by this turn of events, you stand motionless hoping Ane'nis will continue speaking.

"Wait, sorry. You think some super serious supernatural stuff is happening, right? Well, let me fill you in. Yeah, lil' sis does deal with some weird alien stuff from time to time, but that's not why you're here. That's actually because of this guy here."

She points to a tome sitting on a desk, which floats towards her.

"This is AO-chan, he's the one who turned Ina into a magical girl."

"Priestess", a deep yet feminine voice says within your mind.

"Right, priestess. Anyway, this book knows a lot of stuff. The long and the short of it is that Ina got lonely and asked AO-chan here to tell her who her soulmate is, and that happens to be you. Despite you two literally being destined to be together, she still wanted to act all cool and mysterious on your first meeting, so she hid in a bush until you crossed her path and then gave that speech about monsters and whatnot. If you're wondering why I know this it's because Ina has a bad habit of talking to herself."

You ask if you were actually in any danger of being attacked by monsters.

"Not at all. Ina does round up the little guys that fall out of those portals sometimes, but they're as harmless as can be. Here, there should be one around here somewhere…"

Ane'nis ruffles the sheets of the bed in the room and a purple blob floats out from beneath the covers. It lazily floats in midair until she waves a potato chip from her bag in the air, at which point it drifts steadily towards the chip. Taking a bite with its tiny mouth, it makes a small noise of contentment and the small halo atop its head glows slightly.

"No clue what these things are, but they're not dangerous unless you're made out of snack food. Ina rounds them up so they don't end up in some government lab or something."

Ane'nis takes a seat on the bed, and gestures towards the sketch Ina finished.

"That soul painting is part of her plan too. She can learn a lot about someone using one of these, and she wanted to finish it so she could find out more about you so the first date she asks you out on could go smoother. Things like your favorite foods and hobbies, and even your fetishes. Take this shape for instance. That means you're into girls with flat chests."

A look of horror crosses your faces as Ane'nis literally lays your soul bare, but after a moment she laughs to herself.

"I can't make heads nor tails of these things, don't worry. I'm just messing with you. Besides, it doesn't get that specific. It'll just give her an impression of what kind of person you are."

She eats a few chips before pausing as if pondering something.

"Well, Ina's plan is almost complete, but if I know my sister as well as I think I do, she likely botched her plan. After 'dealing with the monsters' Ina was going to come up with some tea and snacks before escorting you home, after which she'd seal the deal and ask for your number so she could meet up with you again to finish her painting. But she hasn't come up yet, and that can only mean one thing. C'mere, we're going downstairs."

>>2634750
You follow Ane'nis downstairs, noting the family photos of Ina with the rest of her family. As you near what seems to be the kitchen, Ane'nis puts a finger to her mouth and then points to the ground of the room ahead. Lying sprawled out on the floor is Ina herself, snoring softly, her chest rising and falling in a lazy rhythm. A snack platter sits half prepared on a cutting board nearby.

"Yeah, she's been working herself to the bone recently, I knew she'd pass out before she made it to the goal.", Ane'nis whispers.
"Anyway, mind carrying her to bed? I've gotta take this little guy to where he belongs."

She gestures to the small purple creature before waving and walking off somewhere else in the house.

Sighing at the strangeness of the situation, you reach down and scoop the girl up off the ground into your arms. She's incredibly light, and her long hair brushes against your arm as you bring her into a bridal carry. Realizing that apparently you are destined to give this girl a true bridal carry one day, your face flushes slightly as her forehead brushes up against your chest as you carry her upstairs. You work your way to her room, past her walls of paintings and set her down into bed. Only after setting her down do you notice her cheeks have reddened to a scarlet that stands out against the porcelain paleness of her skin.

"D-don't look. I h-had the perfect plan, and yet it ended up like this…Uuuu…."

You have no idea how to stop her from writhing in shame, so you wait until she calms herself down with some breathing exercises.

"Wait. I still have one last thing I can do. I can still get the upper hand back. Lean in, okay? I have something to tell you."

Doing as she says, you lower yourself to her level. Sitting up, she wraps her arms around you and places a kiss on your cheek, lingering long enough that you feel the heat of her breath for a moment. The sudden intimacy causes you to freeze for a moment, and you expect your face is much the same color as her's.

"I win!", she declares, her smile beaming.

She slips her head under the covers, and you take this as your signal that your job for today is done. Making your way to the front door, Ane'nis appears to give you a pat on the back and a slip of paper with Ina's phone number.

"You earned this one, tiger! Glad to see my sister is finally paying attention to something other than drawing. She could use a guy like you in her life."

Thanking her for her kindness, you step outside into the evening air. Smiling to yourself, you think you could use a girl like Ina in your life, too.

>>2634567
This. It's fun in fantasy, not in reality.

>>2634778
this is GOOD shit thank you anon

>>2634677
>>2634711
>>2634750
>>2634778
Cute, thank you for posting, i needed a nice reading before sleep.

>>2634677
>>2634711
>>2634750
>>2634778
Really cute! Nice work!

>>2634778
Very cute anon. Good job!

>>2634778
88888 good job anon, I could actually picture that story like a movie in my mind like I would a book. It was really good

>>2634778
Superb, Anon. Superb. Glad to have this.

>Kiara read the abuse fics, but she's into it
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlBaQCh3ZV4

>>2636685
>kiara
>reading
pick one

>>2636685
Pretty sure Kiara said in a recent Q&A that she doesn't like fanfiction

>>2564039
>fanfiction

>>2637644
Yes, and?

>>2637644
Yes.

>>2634677
>>2634711
>>2634750
>>2634778

Great stuff. You should do a sequel, I always love the fluffy stories.

Post prompts you'd like to see for other anons to pick up.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28630710
Here's a wholesome Mori story I wrote a while back. First and final time I'll probably ever write fanfiction.

>>2634677
>>2634711
>>2634750
>>2634778
I LOVE THIS DORKY PRIESTESS!

Wonderful writing anon! Ina's cuteness grows exponentially throughout the story as expected.

>>2638209
>that last line
D'aww. Shame it's your last, you have a knack for it.

>>2634778
>>2638209
Waking up to two new HoloEN fanfics? Hell yeah, good job to both of you.

>>2642963
Oh, I'll keep writing. But it'll be more original stuff. Thanks though.

>>2637644

>>2564039
Make a story out of this image

>>2636892
Yeah, and she also doesn’t come here.

>>2595918
Why? Why won’t you ever fight back? These thoughts plague my mind everytime i drive my fist into your skull or injure your face with my claws. It pains me as much as it does you but i had no choice. I’m such a horrible person aren’t I? Your own wife, taking out her frustrations and stress on her poor defenseless husband in order to keep up her own image of positivity and kindness towards her audience. If only you’d notice too, how my ears lower in sadness each time I add a new bruise to your already broken body. Or how close I am to breaking down in bed as I lay next to you and you embrace me despite the atrocities I have commited on you just a few hours prior.

I never meant to take it this far. Never in my life would I ever want to hurt you so badly as to send you to the hospital. It was a particularly stressful day. Dance lessons were especially hard as I kept thinking of how you were doing and it kept fucking with me each time I think of you tending to your wounds at home. Streaming was worse as those obnoxious viewers of mine kept on claiming me as their wife. No! I’m yours! Only yours! Declared my mind as I responded with the obligatory “ No wife, Friend!” to my annoying but important viewers. I never liked using alcohol as an escape but just once couldn’t hurt right?

It was half past midnight by the time I reached home. What greeted me was not empty silence but it was you. You actually stayed up this late just to greet me? I could not believe it. After all this time I have been nothing but cruel to you and yet you still show me this kindness? My drunken mind could not believe it. No, it refused to believe it. All I felt at the same time was pure anger, in fact, I believed this was all just to mock me. You stayed up this late just to show off how free you are right??? How you won’t ever have to work to earn money with me as your wife. My fists clench as I stared at you, my blank teal eyes stare straight into yours as I drive my fist into the side of your face. Your body flew across the hall and crashed against the countertop, your head being the first to make contact with the edge of it.

>>2653740
she has said multiple times that she hates reading
rrat: shes dyslexic

>>2653881
Eh? You weren’t getting up? You always got up and pretend that everything is fine. So why? Why aren’t you getting up and brushing it off yet? It was then that I noticed it, you were bleeding profusely from the back of your head with your blood staining the shiny marble floors. Quickly snapping out of my blind rage and sobering up, I just realized what I had done. No no no no. It wasn’t supposed to be like this! After calling the ambulance and damn near breaking down doing it, I sank onto the floor and hugged myself. No more. No more blind abuse. I will be a changed fox after you come back to me. So please, come back to me..

After you were admitted to the hospital, I contacted one of my closest friends and co-worker Natsuiro Matsuri to take care of you since she was quite close to you before we got married. I did not have the courage to face you just yet so I had Matsuri look after you. At least for a little while. The days without you were literal hell on earth. I was not able to concentrate at all during dance and singing lessons and kept on messing up. Streaming did not feel fun or fulfilling anymore and so I decided to take a short hiatus. It just wasn’t the same with you waiting at home for me. After a month after you were admitted, I had finally steeled my own courage and decide to visit you. Buying your favourite snack from our favourite bakery store, I nervously made my way to the hospital.

Introducing myself as your wife to the doctor, the doctor looked confused but nonetheless lead me to your ward. He mentioned something about amnesia but that’s not true right? Matsuri never mentioned anything about amnesia. Just a concussion. Why do I feel this unease in my chest? Was Matsuri lying about his condition? Why would she do that? My fists grip the bag of treats tightly as I approached the door of your ward. Thanking the doctor and sending him off, I hesitated slightly before silently sliding the door open. Peeking into the room, what I saw made my heart sank. There you were, lying on the bed with Matsuri straddling your chest with your lips connected with hers. What? Why were you kissing Matsuri? Didn’t you love me? None of them have even noticed me yet as I approached the bed. Matsuri finally noticed me out of the corner of her eye and she pulled off of you.

>>2653916
“Look darling, someone came to visit you!” Matsuri cheerfully exclaimed as she rubbed your chest. You made no attempt to push her off even though your wife was right in front of you.

“I’m sorry but who are you? I don’t think we’ve met yet.” Huh? We’ve never met? It was then that I realized it, Matsuri deliberately hid the fact that you had amnesia.. She wanted you all to herself. This was all my fault. If only I had the courage to visit you more often. If only I wasn’t such an abusive bitch! If only I didn’t take your kindness for granted.. Silently leaving your treats on the table, I excused myself and left the ward. I don’t deserve to be with you anymore.. I could feel your confused gaze and Matsuri’s smug expression behind my back as left.

It doesn’t matter anymore. Nothing matters without you. Without you I am nothing but a useless fox who has nothing to look forward to anymore. Climbing up the stairs to our apartment, I climbed up past our floor and went straight to the rooftop. I could hear them now. But what about your fans? They never cared about me. I’m just some piece of meat that they’d want to fuck. Only you really understood me. And now you were gone. Off with someone who deserved you more than me. As I took the first step off, I saw your face. Tears finally flowed freely from my eyes as I leapt off the roof and into hell. I’m sorry for being such a shitty wife dear. “ I’m sorry” were my last words as I felt the cold hard ground connect with my body and send me into oblivion.

This felt both weird and kinda sad for me to write especially since I wrote the Fbk fluff story but seeing an abuser's perspective is something i wanna try my hand in.

>>2654005
Couldn't make a pastebin for some reason so here's a docs link https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vQWxDngc09oROifa9u211sSo_PHi79kS6aAxJHKYJFRONh6RLkWOE33VCkkCANQNHjETuFm20t1-Rmq/pub..

>>2654005
oooh that was a nice read anon. good shit.

>>2654005
Thank you anon.
FBK is made for abuse stories, no doubt about that...

>>2585085

Despite the dramatic act in the hallway, Aqua is quick to bury the incident by the time you serve her the curry. She takes her first bite and you are confident you see stars sparkle in her eyes for a second. Coughing a little, she tries to make her excitement not too obvious. “Quite alright, for something prepared by a bachelor” she judges, and it might very well be a slap in the face, considering Aqua’s dining standards. You look at her with raised eyebrows. Was this her idea of getting back at you for exposing her in front of Shion? Since Aqua is unable to withstand your gaze for very long and begins to squirm in her seat like a child caught stealing candy, your theory is very likely to be true.

“M-maybe I’m just a little spoiled by my mom’s curry ah-haha…” she tries to backpedal on her critique – “I see…” you eat a spoonful of the curry yourself. A bit sweet for your liking, but definitely not deserving of the harsh-ish words. “Let’s go visit your mother then. She should teach me her recipe – wouldn’t want you to have to suffer through my sub-par mush, right?”

Aqua almost drops her cutlery. “Wha… what?! Isn’t that a b-bit too s-soon?!” she quickly shovels in two more mouthfuls, now forcing an exaggerated hum of appreciation “M-mhhh! I-it definitely gets better with each bite, now that I think about it!” You cannot help but laugh at her antics and wave her off.

The atmosphere relaxes from there and you continue you usual small talk over the meal. Aqua tells you a bit more about Shion. She seems to be an interesting character, to say the least, and the fire-and-ice dynamic between Aqua and her apparently stretches beyond the relationship on-screen, far into their private life. Aqua claims that the silver-haired witch had been clinging to her since the day they met, so you are naturally inclined to belief it is the exact other way around.

You offer to do the dishes after you are done with eating and Aqua vehemently declines. The compromise has you doing the washing and Aqua handling the drying. When Aqua takes three times longer to dry off the last plate than was necessary, you get the feeling that you are not the only one dreading that the evening might end soon. You shoot her a knowing smile.

“Y-you know… I was thinking of doing a member-only horror movie watch along next week…” she very not-subtly switches topics as the last piece of kitchenware gets put away. “Really? Hmm, shame I’ll be locked out of that… “ you answer while wiping down the sink.

“Y-yeah… that’s why I wanted to-… wait. What do you mean ‘locked out’? You aren’t a member?!” the pink-haired girl yells in disbelief. “Its five hundred Yen, Aqua. Five. Hundred. A month!” You explain matter-of-factly “I can get the full Aqua experience for free, just by searching the sidewalk in front of my local convenience store.” A used kitchen towel comes flying into you face, hiding the smug smirk that had settled there.

“I-idiot!” you manage to free yourself from the rag just in time to see Aqua coming at you with a second towel. After chasing you twice around the dining table, she stumbles, of course, and you have to go catch her, lest she crashes trough the paper door leading to her living room. As you share… hmm well, you guess this is your first hug, technically? You reveal that you lied about not being a member. You also accept the un-posed invitation to watch a horror movie together. “Just as training for the stream…” she mumbles into your shirt, not even trying to break the hold you still have of her.

You are equally amused, impressed and endeared by how much preparation Aqua has put into setting up this evening… all in her own dorky way. Of course, that also means that her act is up, pretty much from the start. Not that you would tell her – your teasing only went so far.

It all starts with the movie she picks. Hours of training in an overrated FPS game might have enabled her to maneuver through the menu at speeds fast enough to make your head spin and veil what was actually going on to your casual-gamer eyes. Too bad the movie she settles on still is the exact same one that had showed in the ‘recently watched’ section, back when the screen was stuck on loading during the boot-up of the streaming service.

>>2655910

A little bit after the movie starts, come the intervals in which she scoots closer towards you. You are positive that she times them. A hundred seconds, if you counted correctly. It does not help that she is so focused on counting that she misses some of the jump scares completely, somewhat ruining the classic ‘scared-girl-trope’ she is going for.

It is then that you are forced to mentally slap yourself. What kind of guy even are you, sitting here, grinning about Aqua’s shy advances when you are just as much of a sweaty mess as she is. At least she is showing some guts, whereas you had not done jack-shit ever since planting your ass on the couch. Not even a hand’s breadth of space is left between you two when you finally manage to jump over your shadow and let your arm slide down from the backrest onto Aqua’s shoulders.

Aqua stiffens, you stiffen… but you gently pull her closer, anyways. She nestles her head against your chest. Warmth immediately seeps into you and that along with the scent of her hair triggers something… a feeling that makes you worry for an instant that you may actually have a heart attack right now. After a while, the violent storm of emotions dies down into a powerful enough buzz – one that you wish you could indulge in forever. Still intrigued by her pink and blue hair, you curl your hand inwards and begin to stroke her head. You must be doing something right, as she nuzzles into you ever so slightly in appreciation.

Neither of you is watching the movie at this point – the screams and chainsaw-rattling are just white noise in the background. Meanwhile, every small touch and shy caress between you two feels like it has the potential to make a building collapse. The final drop in the bucket is when Aqua’s arm begins to wander. In an agonizingly slow pace, she reaches across your midsection and hugs herself even closer to your body. You swallow heavily when she turns towards you and looks up from her spot on your chest. As her eyes meet yours for the first time since the movie started, you are positive it is the most captivating thing you have ever seen.

“You are doing all kinds of things to me right now, Aqua…” your voice is low and husky, so much so that you barely recognize it yourself. You had also not meant to say those words in the first place, but thinking is hard right now. Aqua grows the tiniest grin, a blush dusting her cheeks. Oh-so-slowly, she starts to crawl up in your lap until she is on eye-level with you, her hands settling on your shoulders. She licks her lips in hesitation. It looks like the nerves are finally catching up with the pink haired girl. Her formerly hazy, calm eyes start to dart around a little, though she does not look away.

“Y-you may think I’m a little dumb-” she begins and her voice cracks immediately. You get the feeling Aqua has this little confession planned out, too, but as her mouth opens and closes… words just do not come out. Your mind is racing as you see the panic seep into the purple orbs of hers, and you try to think of a way – any way – to help her out. The woman’s breathing picks up. You are too slow.

Aqua initiates the emergency protocol. Clenching her eyes shut, she dives forward… and smashes her lips into yours.

The kiss is sudden, sloppy and has almost enough force to make both your teeth knock together. While you are still trying to put one and one together, Aqua panics further. Not knowing how to handle your lack of reaction, she does what she deems the only way to make you participate… and tries to shove her tongue into your mouth – an action instinctively blocked by you. Aqua’s eyes shoot wide open in pure angst.

Okay, think! You are a bit late to the party, but there must be a way to salvage this situation. First things first, you wrap one arm around Aqua’s waist, holding her close and blocking her exit. Certainly, the next step in her panic plan would be to actually jump up and run. You then reach up with the other hand and gently grab the nape of her neck, taking off some of the pressure she is exerting. Mustering every ounce of confidence in your body, you begin to take the lead, guiding you two from awkwardly knocking teeth, into your first proper make-out session. Aqua lets out a relieved breath and surrenders to your lead. You admit you are not the most well versed in this either, but together, you manage to find out the basics of what works and what does not in a matter of minutes.

>>2655948

It feels… exhilarating – like riding thunder. You grow bolder and prod Aqua’s lips with your tongue. She hesitates a little, the trauma from her initiative still lingering, before granting you entrance. As your tongues gently touch together for the first time, Aqua’s sweet taste hits you. It had only teased you so far, but now you are fully engulfed by it. You do not quite know how to describe it. There is a faint hint of the curry from before, but her unique flavor dominates. It is not a bad flavor, either. The decision is made that you prefer sweet over spicy, starting right now.

Aqua follows the example you set and begins to explore your body a little. Every move, from the caress of your cheek to the touch of your chest is shy and hesitant. It inevitably deletes all thoughts in your head, except the simple urge to just hold this precious girl close and not let her go… not ever let her go. Then, just as you had found your own pace between soft kisses, whispers, and caresses… you hear it. You hear it and you immediately know that you will never be able to un-hear it again.

A tiny, needy whimper escaping Aqua’s throat.

She realizes it too and immediately pulls back in embarrassment. One hand, previously tangled in your hair, comes flying to her mouth. You cannot help but chuckle a little. “Hey…” you soothe, as you pry the hand from her mouth, kissing its palm before settling it against you cheek “…you realize the more embarrassed you are about these sounds, the harder I will work to get them out of you?” Aqua lets out a frustrated whine and hides her face in the nape of your neck. You chuckle as you kiss the top of her head. It would take a moment to coax her back out of her hiding spot.

“You know…” you murmur, and she raises her head, curious. You give her a quick peck and then rest your forehead against hers “I… can’t help but think that I… really, really like you…” A small gasp tells you that Aqua’s undivided attention has switched from your lips to the words coming out of them “…and I was thinking… let’s make this something permanent, yeah? Not just…” you trail off, throat suddenly feeling very dry, but the point was made.

You feel Aqua nod, your foreheads still connected. A smile creeps back onto your face, but you are not satisfied yet. “I didn’t quite catch that”, you whisper as your hands come up to cradle her face. When she only lets out a series of cute but incomprehensible sounds, you nudge her nose with yours, inciting her to go on. “L-let’s…” Aqua finally breaths, voice trembling. You kiss the corner of her mouth. “Let’s what?” Aqua whines again and tries to chase after your lips to put an end to this discussion, but you skillfully avoid her. You click your tongue, playfully chiding her antics, and stroke a stray strand of pink hair back behind her ear. She finally relents “Let’s…m-make this… something… permanent…”

Damn this woman for making your heart skip around like that. When you reconnect your lips once more, the point of no return is crossed. Kisses turn deeper, breathing grows heavier, and each touch gets bolder. Your personal collection of Aqua-sounds is ever-growing, too. When Aqua fumbles with the buckle of your belt for a solid minute, you start a trail of kisses - from her lips down to her throat, then along her jaw up to her ear. “Aqua…” you gently nip her lobe, eliciting a small moan from your lover. Ah, one more for the treasure chest. “I don’t thinks that’s how a belt works…”

Aqua’s fumbling stops for a second, then returns that much more frantic. “I-I know how a damn belt works!” she insists “t-this is all part of the… the f-foreplay. Yeah!” You cannot help yourself from laughing a little. “Right”, you grin and grasp her trembling hands with your own, gently guiding them up to the collar of your shirt. She gets the message and tries her luck with the buttons, doing a much better job there. “I’m n-not that inexperienced…” she pouts, as she slowly moves to undo your clothing “I know how this all works…”

You are fairly certain that Aqua is an absolute turbo-virgin at this point, and you would bet money that tonight will turn out to be very definition of vanilla. But that is perfectly fine. You just love this girl too much to want it any other way. And… after all… could you claim that you were much better?
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/fin

That’s it. Thanks for joining me on this ride with the autistic onion, I hope you enjoyed it. My hope is that I at least saved one of you abuse-ridden souls with my fluff. I will now go back to lurking, until maybe a prompt caches my eye. Keep up the good work, fellow writefags – the overall quality of the stories around here is a lot better than I’m used to!

>>2656004
Thank you so much for your work, Anon. For as much as I love abuse stuff, the fluff hits just as hard. Did you have a name for this, perchance?

>>2656227
Wait, I forgot I asked this, shit. Still, thank you!!

>>2654005
Hey, thanks for taking my prompt. Somehow believable that it'd be Matsuri.

>>2655910
>>2655948
>>2656004

>>2656004
I need this shit pumped directly into my veins

Funfact: The Archive has surpassed 100 stories by Anons like (You). Good work.

>>2654005
All that's left is Anon's pov

You’re tossed into a cold stone room. Your ass making hard contact with the stone causing you to yelp out in pain. But now is not the time to worry about your ass. You rise back to your feet and rush to iron barred door that was just slammed in front your face. “HEY YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME. I’M INNOCENT I TELL YA! ” You yell at the guard who threw you in but the bastard is purposefully ignoring you. You keep yelling until the guard is out of sight. You heave a sigh. There is no one else around you can yell at so you drop to the ground. You really screwed big time. Sure you were caught red-handed stealing laptops and tablets from Cover Corp but you needed to sell them so you could pay off your gambling debt. It’s the casino’s fault not yours. Another sigh leaves your lips. Well it’s not like anyone of importance is going to listen to you. Just wasting your precious breath.

You take a look around your new surroundings; might as well get acquainted with your new home as your gonna be here a long time. Although it’s incredibly strange as the cell looks as if it’s out of the medieval ages. Seriously there’s a fucking skeleton chained up to the wall with some bones stuck to its head and another skull on the wooden bench. Hold on is that meant to be a bed? There is no way in hell you can sleep on that. You’d die of back pain before anything if you were to sleep on it. Not to mention all the moss growing on the wall. What the fuck kind of cell is this? Did the prison run out of money or is this some elaborate Halloween set up too early? This is so beyond belief. Well at least there is a nice view outside, probably gonna be where you spend most of your days. Oh also there’s a short girl huddled up in the corner of the room.

You head to the window guarded by iron bars and gaze into the moonlit sky, this is your life now, well at least for two years then you should be out of this hell hole. Wait wait wait it feels like you just glazed over a very important detail. There’s another fucking person here! You scream in realization that you’re not alone. How the hell did not notice a whole other person here, especially with her eccentric get up? A petite girl huddled up in the corner, light blue hair with white highlights and embarrassingly short shirt colored with typical old timey prisoner stripes. Also is she wearing her pants on her head?

Too many thoughts rack your mind. Who is this girl and why is she in your cell? Why isn’t she wearing her pants normally? Although you’ve made a lot of noise and it doesn’t seem like even reacted to any of it. Is she alright? As you begin carefully approach her, about to reach a hand out; but a rough and tough voice calls out to you interrupting your action. “Hey buddy I wouldn’t mess with her if I were you.” You can’t see the source of the voice so you assume it’s probably from the next cell over. You ask the presumably fellow prisoner why?

“All I can say is that I do not envy you one bit. That cellmate of yours is one hell of a hardened war criminal.” War criminal? This tiny runt? Hah no way in hell, you could easily take this girl in a fight and win without breaking a sweat. He’s gotta be lying, this has to be some sort new prisoner hazing or whatever.

“I don’t even have to see or hear you to know you don’t believe me but hey it’s your funeral at the end of the day.” You still refuse to believe it but that doesn’t mean you don’t have questions. You yell at questions about his statement but he doesn’t respond anymore, just like the guard, he’s probably ignoring you. God why is everyone such an asshole in prison?

And war criminal? That is the funniest thing you’ve heard so far in here. Oh well let’s see what this so called war criminal is all about.
“Hey bigshot! Heard you’re a big deal around here, so what is that deal then?” She doesn’t respond, she still holds that same soulless depressed look; her eyes especially devoid of life but who the fuck does she think she is? You’ve already had enough of people ignoring you already, it’s time to show her what happens if she does that as well.

>>2659767
You storm over to and grab her by the collar and force her to meet your gaze. “OI I’m talking to you. Didn’t your mother teach no manners? It’s rude to ignore people. Maybe I should be the one the to teach ya?” No response, only now she’s looking straight down so you can’t even see her face anymore. It’s a right piss take. You clench your fist; you’ve never hit a girl before but she needs to be taught a lesson. “…diot” you can hear a tiny voice, seems like It’s escaping her lips but it’s too small to hear “Huh you say something?”

This time it’s a booming voice that erupts from her “HANDS OFF IDIOT!” As she pushes you back with a surprising amount of force, causing you lose grip of her collar and stumble a few steps back. Once you regain composure you retort. “What so you can talk after all?”

“Of course Pekora can peko! Pekora just didn’t feel like responding to a loser like you peko!” This Pekora takes a hand to her tiny chest and puffs it out with a underserved smug smile resting on her face. Just a second ago she seemed like a husk of a person but now she’s acts like an arrogant piece of shit.

“Well now that you’re talking Pekora, what are you in for?”

“For being too cute of course peko!”

“No! That’s not a reason- “You cut yourself off. It’s only been a few seconds but you feel like she’s already driving you insane and she drives the insanity further “Don’t you agree that Pekora is super super cute peko? I’m like the cutest in all of Pekoland!” What the fuck is she talking about? Why does keep referring herself in third person, why does she keep saying peko after every sentence, where the fuck is Pekoland and why are her pants still on her head?! There is no way in hell you can stomach living with this schizo freak for two years. You make a sharp 180 and dash towards to iron barred door.

“He- HEY GUARDS! You gotta help me! I’m locked up with some sick freak! You can’t leave me with her!”

“WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SICK FREAK?” Pekora screeches as she latches on to your back, her hands around your neck. “Because you insulted Pekora, you’re gonna suffer her wrath!” The hands around your neck get tighter and tighter, she’s choking the life out of you! Vision is getting hazy, is this really going to be your life for the next two years? You swear to be a good clean man after this. No more stealing, no more harassing, no more crimes. You’re gonna on your best behaviour if means you can get of here quicker.

This is gonna be hell.

You swear you can hear that same rough voice chuckle as consciousness begins to fade, it then goes to black.

>>2659835
Foolishness to underestimate someone based on appearance alone.

>>2656004
Got a pastebin link for this last part?

>>2659835
Hot, steamy, romantic prison sex with Pekora ending when, anon?

>>2662302
Not him but I compiled the entire thing into a G.Doc because Pastebin did not like the last part.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vRQRhFRd8cpd1YtTMAHyphO4pzJITO-Pxi-nYN5AgAhgiI695hFfheeO2VOMpPfFFsxUoHancAd0Fs8/pub

>>2656600
It's only fitting that the biggest menhera in hololive would cuck her best friend.

>>2657150
I feel proud to have contributed to this.

If Fbk is made for abuse fics, then make an abuse fic out of this image

>>2667276
I don't like this image.

>>2667276
I Hate that image.

>>2667276
delet this

>>2667276
EOP here. Please explain.

>>2656004
Thanks for writting this series, it hurted so much but i liked it

just read the arsonist pekora one, if no one writes any sequel i'll do it myself

>>2667276
kill yourself. the least thing you can do is abusing her all by yourself. Are you so weak that you need help?

>>2672304
If you continue it, remember how fast bunny have sex and how many times per day. Pekora would rape (You) dozens of times per day without letting you rest

>>2672426
Hot. I can't wait to read that story.

>>2596466
Based

>>2638130
Being released into the jungles of an island to be hunted down by Holos who want (You) at any cost.

If you were in any of the pacifier or related gross threads, maybe someone will remember me mentioning working on this: https://controlc.com/987c2267
If you're not interested in the dirty kind of stuff related to pacifiers, then maybe you shouldn't read this, or maybe you should if you want to gain a new fetish or two, who knows.

>>2667276
yeah no one's gonna do ntr retardchama

>>2638130
Shota assistant being /ss/ by Reine and/or Pochi

Anons, i think this thread has made me obsessed with Fubuki and i cant seem to stop having the urge of writing her. What do?

>>2674150
Just write to your heart's content anon

>>2674150
write rape, please fbk raping (You)

>>2673931
I imaginw Pochi wanting to see her shota fantasy lived out through Reine, but can't help but take part.

>>2672449
>>2672426
don't expect any quality sex, i've never written anything like that, and i need to get a better grasp of pekora's character

>>2674566
>Never wrote the Omelas fanfic continuation where you reject FBK's apology and she snaps and tries to rape you into loving her again
fuck

>>2674566
I can't write any sex scenes, the closest i can get is heavy petting.

>>2674999
Checked. Also
>heavy petting

>>2674879
Do it Anon.

>>2674999
>heavy petting
based

>>2674999
This is also acceptable.

Fluffy. Those were my only thoughts as I kept on caressing Fubuki’s ever soft and fluffy ears while she was recording. I bet her thousands of viewers would never imagine their idol to have her ears sensually caressed by a very lucky man behind their monitors. Fubuki kept on nudging me to stop with the shenanigans but I kept on going, wanting to see how far I can go. Can you blame me? Her ears way too soft!

It was hard to caress her ears without making a sound, but it’s even harder to giggle and risk exposing myself to her thousands of potentially bloodthirsty viewers. Fubuki herself was trying not to moan out, covering her mouth with one hand and using her other to continue playing her game. Luckily it was just an ‘Uma Musume’ stream and she doesn’t really need both hands for that game.

“S-stop it…!” She whispered as she looked back at me, one of her ears still in my grasp as she stared at me with a flushed expression. Of course her viewers were none the wiser as her live2d self displayed a completely normal and non-flustered Fubuki. Feeling bolder, I went up and hugged her from behind, nuzzling against the side of her face while gently nibbling her left ear.

“Eep!” Glancing down, I saw her fingers quickly reach for the mute button. The next thing I saw was the sight of Fubuki’s fist heading straight to my fa-

Bonk!

Owwww... My head hurts and everything’s so dark.. Looking around me, I saw Fubuki snuggling against me with a peaceful expression on her face. Rolling on my sides to face her, I wrapped my arms around her, waking her up in the process.

“You idiot…” Fubuki pouts before leaning into my embrace. Now it was my turn to become flustered as she leaned up and kissed the cheek which suffered her wrath this afternoon. My hands intertwine with hers as we lay in bed in blissful silence, just enjoying each other’s company. I looked down at our hands and just stared at the rings on our fingers. Smiling contently, I drift into a deep sleep with my wife in my grasp, our warmth keeping each other comfortable for the rest of the night. I’m definitely gonna pet her again tomorrow and show her just how much I love my fluffy fox.

Short fbk fluff based on heavy petting.https://pastebin.com/a6N8c3Yf I can't write smut so please enjoy this fluff instead. Maybe when I get better and not cringe myself to death i'll write smut one day

>>2654278
Nice, can feel the pain. Did the gdocs died?

what's with all the masochists in these threads?

>>2684352
God that was so fluffy.

>>2684352
good job anon

>>2684709
this used to be just an abusive chuuba thread before it became /wg/

Bump

This is my first time writing stuff so go easy. Just some Subaru fluff I had floating around in my mind. Also sorry for the slow start but I really wanted to get the protag's feelings down. Enjoy!

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As the bell chime finishes, you trod over to your shoe locker and open it, only to find a white envelope stamped with a love heart fluttering down from your locker. After standing there letting your brain load for a moment, you sigh and pick it up. The surrounding students who noticed all stare at you intently as you peel open the envelope, extra slowly to spite them but also because… you wanted to put off the inevitable for as long as possible.

“Aomi-san, huh? She was from 2-B if I recall correctly.” You mutter to yourself. “And she’s really sweet as well dammit.”

You sigh even harder and start heading towards the location mentioned in the letter while trying to ignore all the eyes glued onto you.

“I really hope this love letter trope dies out.”

***

Aomi-san was super sweet. She was also relatively cute and what little conversations you had with her had always flowed really well. So why did you find yourself rejecting this girl who had tears in her eyes? What was wrong with you? Why couldn’t you bring yourself to like her? Aomi-san bows to you and apologizes for calling you out of the blue then proceeds to dash off into the distance, clutching the envelope in her hands. A wave of sadness washed over you and you closed your eyes. It never felt good, rejecting somebody. Many people may think it feels good to be confessed to, and that rejecting someone can really stroke your ego. But it’s nothing like that. It hurts like a bitch to turn someone’s heartfelt feelings down.

While getting confessed to wasn’t exactly common for you, it wasn’t uncommon either. Once in middle school, twi- three times now in high school. And you had rejected every single one of those poor girls. Why? Because you could never bring yourself to like anyone. On school trips and sleepovers with friends everyone would always talk about the girls they liked in their class, or the date that they recently went on. When the questions came to you however you could never bring anything interesting to the table. Not once. You didn’t understand, and still don’t, why you couldn’t just be normal and find a girl you like. You knew for a fact that you were straight but every girl that you had met just… didn’t feel right to be your girlfriend.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a large impact on your back, causing you to grunt in response.

“IIII seee a gloomy looking person!” Subaru exclaims, twirling around and jumping in front of you, giggling in her high pitched, excited voice.

You force a smile back. “And I see someone who’s always too hyperactive.”

Subaru laughs. “Huh? This isn’t even hyperactive at all!” She cries.

“Yeah, at least not by your standards.”

Subaru pouts ever so slightly, something you don’t normally see from her. “I… saw the envelope from your locker by the way.” She says, slowing down to match your pace.

“Oh, that? Yeah…” You trail off.

The two of you walk in silence for a few seconds.

“Huh!? Isn’t this the part where you tell me how it went!?” She says breaking the silence, turning her head to you.

“Why do you think it’ll be any different from the other times?” You sigh. “I rejected her. I’ve already told you that there’s never been any girl on my mind.”

“Are you suuuuure? That may have been your last chance!” She says, almost bouncing around.

You just roll your eyes and continue walking, and can’t help but notice a small smile on her face, a face that almost looked relieved.

Before you can study her any further, she perks up. “Wanna go to the baseball pitch today?” She asks excitedly.

“No, not really.” You say flatly.

“Ehhhhhhh? Come on!” She says, tugging your arm as the two of you continue to bicker on and on.

>>2690345
Oozora Subaru was a bright and outgoing personality, and was often compared to the sun (and a duck, but that’s another story). Extremely extraverted, Subaru loved interacting with many people and also loved sports, despite having a rough childhood of being brought up in a hospital. You on the other hand, while not gloomy and introverted, was definitely more reserved and chilled out, making you wonder how you and Subaru had stayed such good friends since elementary school despite being polar opposites.

“Hey, hey! Come on!” She shouts in broken english, bat over her shoulder.

Winding yourself up, you throw a cutter, catching her off guard as she twists her body to hit the oncoming ball and sending it rolling across the worn out pitch.

“Surely that would count as a single!” She says, watching the ball as it rolls to a stop.

“Buuuuuu! Out!” You reply, causing her to laugh and send you her famous ‘oooooi!’ in response.

Chuckling, you look out at the golden sun that is starting to sink behind the great skyscrapers of Tokyo. The feelings of guilt and sadness that you felt from the events of today begin to melt away, and you find yourself wishing for this kind of life to go on forever. Just you and Subaru, childhood friends hanging out and having fun.

As the sun continues to set, you walk Subaru back home and continue to make small talk, while also doing your usual bickering and banter. As you approach her house the feeling you felt earlier while looking at the sunset hits you again, and you turn to look at Subaru as she cheerfully talks about her strange experiences with a moving company. As you study her intently you accept that this life certainly wasn’t going to last forever, and that you had possibly been taking Subaru for granted. She had always been there for you, and her cheerfulness would always at least bring a smile to your face even in the roughest of times. You begin to imagine a life without her and instantly dismiss the thought, noting that that would be the last thing you ever want. But said life could be fast approaching, with only a year and a half left of high school to spend time with her.

“W-what is it?” Subaru asks, her face slightly red.

Your eyes widen as you realise you had been staring at her this entire time. “N-nothing. I was just spacing out, sorry.” You say as you look away.

Subaru lets out a small giggle, only to be followed by an awkward silence that floats around until you reach her house.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow! Make sure to get some sleep, we have P.E tomorrow!” She says, opening the gate to her house.

“Uh, wait.” You say.

>>2690381

Subaru turns back to you, her head slightly cocked. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck why did you say that? What do you plan on saying to her?

Looking down at your feet for a moment, you scratch your head before looking up at her. “Listen, I just… wanted to say that I appreciate you, Subaru.”

“E-eh?”

“Ah, dammit. I don’t really know what I’m saying but I felt like I need to tell you how much you mean to me. You always cheer me up and have always been there for me so… yeah. I just. Y’know… Thanks. Thanks for putting up with me for this long. I hope we can… I dunno, continue to be friends?”

You’re staring at your shoes again, too embarrassed to look up. This is REALLY not your style, and you begin to regret making the air so heavy.

You hear a shuffle from her direction. “O-oi! It’s fine! You’re my friend as well, and, I guess I appreciate you too!” She says in her usual cheerful voice.

You look back up at her and realise you must have been making quite the face, because her eyes widen, and then her expression softens from a grin into a small, melancholic smile. She slowly shuffles up to you, and keeps getting closer until her face is nearly touching your chest. This may be the closest she’s ever been to you.

“You know, this isn’t like you at all”

Your breath catches in your throat and you open your mouth in surprise. The voice that just came from Subaru’s lips was nothing like any sound she had ever made before. You didn’t dislike her usual high pitched duck voice, it was kind of cute but this… this was something else. It was as soft as silk and more beautiful than any voice you had ever heard before. The small sample that you had just heard hit you hard, and the world around you seemed to disappear. The only things in existence right now were you and Subaru.

“But thanks for saying that.” She continues in her new calm voice. “I really appreciate you too. I doubt anyone else could put up with me for this long. So.. thanks to you too.”

By now you’re sweating bullets. THE Subaru you had known for such a long time had suddenly showed a completely new side of herself and you had no idea how to react to it. Before you can, however, she pulls away from you and skips back towards her house.

“Alright, see you later for real this time!” She says, her normal voice returning, as well as your senses. Her door shuts and you stand there stunned for what felt like hours, trying to take in what had just happened. Finally, you kick yourself into action and begin walking to your house. Then jogging. Then running. Then full on sprinting. You had realised. Realised why you could never fall in love with anyone. Why no girl could make your heart flutter. It was because Subaru had always been there with you. She had always been the one. And for the first time ever, on this fated day, you had seen her as a woman. You had fallen in love with Oozora Subaru.

>>2690419
Part 2 coming later

>>2690419
>>2690449
>My tomboy duck BFF is a woman?!
>I'm in love with my tomboy duck BFF?!
Cliché tropes but not any less effective. Godspeed on part 2 anon.

>>2690141
>no writethread where you abuse the chuuba
pain

>>2690449
Very cute, looking forward to it

>>2691611
Check the Archive for Suisei x Aqua if that is your thing

>>2691611
some anon made one before but no one cared

>>2684352
How many flavours of fbk have we had so far? I only know we have abuse, fluff amd angst. Did anyone write yandere yet?

>>2697225
I am writing FeedBurgerKink
I should probably post it to architects too

>>2697225
I'll try my hand at yandere then, anyone wanna request any prompts?

>>2697225
Depends on how Yandere you want it. There's Relapse and the story that inspired it, which are based off Omelas and follow FBK going completely fucking nuts without you and tracking you down, capturing you in the process. Both are in the pastebin and link to eachother.

>>2697784
Turntable like you want to be friends but she wants be wife/husband?

>>2697784
For a more comedic tone, you could reverse the "Friend - Wife" thing she has, like:
>"No friend! Wife! Wife!" Fubuki said as she clung to your arm while glaring at every woman around
If you prefer a dark tone instead, you could go with her fox instincts going haywire and being skittish and worried that she could lose you at any time, going paranoid and all that.

>>2691611
There's a few, very very few.

>>2691611
I don’t think the other anons on this board have realized that the thread topic changed from being abused by chuubas to general fanfiction. I’m pretty sure there are some undocumented fics written by anons in other threads too.

>>2684352
Cute and to the point. Good job!

>>2690419
You got me hooked, I'm a sucker for the tomboy childhood friend trope. Good luck with the rest of the series!

>>2691611
https://pastebin.com/sB1hKpvY This is a Kiara abuse fic from the archive if your interested

>>2690419
That was really nice. really brought the feels out of me. Good job, anon

I liked that one idea about Kiara going after a shota, just to use him to lure in Mori.

>>2674879
Do it onegai

>>2707239
May fuck around with it later. Trapped in writer's block hell with Noel /ss/ so I haven't touched it in a few days.

>>2704999
just because she likes manlets doesnt mean she is a shotacon too

>>2675300
Working on it now. I essentially kept the Relapse B-Side but changed the ending to be a sex scene which implies further rape until you like it with FBK. Should I retool the entire thing or just slap the C-Side label on it and call it there?

>>2714744
You should go all the way and just call it an alternate route with differences other than just rape

>>2714744
If it's not too much work, I would appreciate a retool.

write a short story about this image

>>2715195
"MANLETS could be here" she thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be MANLETS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against her big chest. "I LOVE MANLETS" she thought. Sweet Dreams are Made of These reverberated her entire car, making it pulsate even as the $9 wine circulated through her powerful thick veins and washed away her (unmerited) sexual euphoria of short men after dark. "With a car, you can take as many manlets you want" she said to herself, out loud.

>>2714838
>>2714827
Understood. Thank you for your patronage. Will try to have it done later today/tomorrow.

>>2715438
Good luck.

Anons i think i just reached writer's block after writing too much Fbk fics, might have to delay that yandere fbk for a bit.

>>2715588
Its fine anon, take your time.

>>2715280
based

I wanna see Towa get bullied and pushed to her limit, but then revealing that she can transform into a much more powerful and ruthless demon

>>2690419
I just realised how cliché my story was after some of you pointed it out, but fuck it I'm gonna go through with it. Here's part two of Shuba fluff, enjoy.

“I’m in love with my tomboy duck childhood friend.”

You let the thought roll around in your head as you close your eyes on a lazy Saturday afternoon. Last night was a restless one, with your heart feeling like it could jump out of your chest at any second. This was the first time you had ever experienced any emotion that was so intense and exciting, despite also being scared about what was to come. To begin with, you didn’t even know what love was. Was it supposed to feel this crazy? What are you supposed to do from here?

You open your eyes and look at Subaru, bounding around in her P.E uniform while laughing and having the time of her life playing soccer. Every movement she made, every time she smiled you felt a strange fuzzy feeling in your chest. You found yourself picking up so many more details about her, once you actually paid attention. You certainly hadn’t experienced love before, so you had no idea what it was meant to feel like. But as of this moment, looking at her in all her cuteness, you knew that this feeling was love. No doubt about it. You kick yourself for having overlooked such a great girl that was there all along.

“I’m in love with my tomboy duck childhood friend.” You repeat out loud, forming a small smile on your lips. “I should probably do something about that.”

The walk home was a little bit different from usual. By now Subaru would usually be rambling about what she had for lunch today, or what kind of dream she had last night. Something unimportant. But in the strange silence that surrounded the two of you as you walked, you realised that those “unimportant” things that Subaru always talked about were extremely important. This didn’t feel right. Did she notice you were being self-conscious? Or was it... because of what happened yesterday afternoon? You take a quick glance at Subaru and steel your gut. Nothing would happen between you two if you kept making her do all the work.

“H-hey”
“So, uh”

You and Subaru look at each other for a moment, before laughing. It was good to hear her laugh.

“You first.” You say.

“Nooope. You go.” She insists.

After a short moment of bickering you give in. “I was just wondering if you wanted to come over to mine, you know..., it’s been a bit of time since we hung out at mine or your’s.”

You and Subaru had always hung out at each other’s places casually. It was nothing special, but after your realisation yesterday it suddenly felt much more nerve-wracking.

“Oh! Yeah, that sounds great!” She flashes you a smile.

“And you?” You tilt your head. “What were you going to say?”

“Nothing. Just something unimportant.”

She skips a few paces ahead and you internally scream a victory cry, swearing not to mess this up.


As the two of you start playing games and chatting, you feel the tension slowly soften and find yourself having fun with your friend Subaru. The friend you had known for years. You once again felt all your worries wash away, further reaffirming your love for her. You knew that the times spent with Subaru were the best moments of your life. As you share your usual laughs and banter the sun retires for the day, leaving a beautiful sky full of stars… as well as two very tired friends, exhausted from the exciting day. Coming upstairs from the fridge you press a can of watermelon juice to her cheek. She turns her head and looks up at you.

“Wanna go look at the stars?” You ask softly

She closes her eyes and lets you hold the can to her cheek for a bit longer before taking it, your hands brushing slightly.

“Sure.” She says in her soft voice, causing your heart to skip a few beats.

You climb out onto the roof with her, as you sit down and admire the sky together. Usual conversation resumes, if slightly calmer until Subaru perks up.

>>2721089
“Right, I’ve been meaning to tell you!” She says, looking excited.

“About?”


“I’ve been thinking of going to a voice doctor thingy about my voice.”

“Your voice?” You ask. “What do you mean?”

“Well, you know, some people say my voice is really nasally and kinda sounds like goku.” She continues. “So I thought I’d get it checked up.”

You turn your head to her, stunned. You actually really like her voice, both her normal voice and soft voice. Her normal voice was still super cute, and the reason why her soft voice made your heart skip was only because of you being so used to her normal voice, and not being used to the sudden change.

“Why would you want to change it?” You blurt out with a concerned face. “I like you the way you are, you’re already perfect!” You say, surprised at how high pitched and alarmed your voice sounds.

Subaru looks back at you with wide eyes and completely freezes. As you lock eyes with her, the longest three seconds of your life pass, before a bright red shade spreads across her face that could be seen even in the pale moonlight. At the same time, you come to the realisation of the words that had just exited your mouth and also blush. Subaru turns her whole body away from you and you look away, internally bashing yourself. That was way too much wasn’t it? You realise that you had pretty much confessed to her.

You open your mouth to speak before Subaru mumbles something. “Did… did you mean that? Do you... “ Subaru curls up into a tight ball as she struggles to get the last part out. “Do you like me?”

You make an audible gulp as your breathing quickens. Your stomach drops and your chest feels strangely fuzzy. It was now or never.

“Rather than like… I love you Subaru.”

You hear her draw a sharp breath.

“I don’t know why it took me so long to realise it but that’s how I feel.”

Your whole body is tense and your heart is racing faster than that time you ran a marathon.

“I…” You hear her say. “I... lo-love… you too.” She manages to get out, before curling up into an even tighter ball.

You let those words register in your mind. She loves you back. The girl you love feels the same way. It was unbelievable. You let your shoulders relax and suddenly feel so happy, as you also find yourself unable to stop grinning. You crawl up to the Subaru ball and look at her small back, which you feel an instant desire to hold and protect. Gently, you wrap your arms around her waist. She flinches at your first touch, but relaxes into you straight after. You pull her into you, pushing your chest against her back and letting your chin rest on her shoulder.

“This is.. So much to take in at once.” She whispers in her soft voice, leaning her head against yours. “It’s all happening so fast. Like, what is going on?”

“I’m just as surprised, you know.” You reply, also whispering. “I didn’t expect this to happen tonight.”

You could tell she had lots she wanted to say. As did you. But you decided to leave it, for despite the hard roof tiles you were sitting on, this was by far the most comfortable you had ever been. You and Subaru remain in that position for ages, watching the stars together and listening to each other’s breathing.

Eventually, you break the silence. “You should probably head home soon, I guess. It’s pretty late.”

“Mmm.” Subaru replies, snuggling even further into you. “It’s too late though. My parents wouldn’t want me coming home this late.”

“So you’re saying that you should… stay over for the night?” You ask, your voice deeper than you expected it to be.

“Well, yeah. Your parents aren’t home are they?”

Your heart begins to beat slightly faster. “...Guess there’s no choice.” You say, turning your head to look at her.

She turns her head too, and without thinking you lean in and kiss her. She returns the kiss, turning her shoulders to put her arms around your neck. You were in for a long night.

>>2721133
Extra little epilogue I wrote for fun:

“Come on, come on!” Subaru cries, gently tapping the bat against her shoulder.

You smile and throw her a fastball, feeling generous. Swinging her bat, she launches the ball into the sky and out past the baseball grounds.

“Yeeeeaaaah! That counts as a homerun for sure!” She yells as she starts to slowly jog for the first base.

You quickly turn to her, eyes gleaming. “Not if I can stop you!” You shout, charging at her.

Subaru looks surprised and panicked as you get closer and closer. “Oi! You idiot! Stop, you can’t do that!” She yells to no avail.

You tackle her by the waist, making sure to twist your body so that you take the impact of the fall. Subaru falls on top of you as you lie with your back on the ground. The two of you laugh hysterically.

“Oooooooi! You absolute idiot! Don’t do that!” Subaru says between laughs, still laying on top of you.

As the laughing subsides, you bring your hands up and put them on her cheeks. She does the same, and you pull her in. Lying there on the baseball field, you and Subaru share a kiss in the golden rays of a setting sun.

Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/z5CQpj8p

>>2721165
That was so pure... so precious...

>>2721165
Anon, Cliché doesnt mean bad, this was high tier fluff, Cute Tomboy/10.

Also Pic related.

>>2721165
Thanks for the bittersweet experience anon, i liked it

>keep having writing ideas
>open word doc
>stare at blank page not knowing how to start
>close word doc
pain peko

>>2564039
One time when Gura was streaming Minecraft, Watson entered the room and kissed her right on the mouth. The little shark was so startled and joyful that she went into cardiac arrest live on stream and all evidence of the incident was pulled by the platform.

>>2722222
Write the idea down and work from there. If it's a sentence, include it in the story and make things develop from it and/or towards it.
Also holy mother of get.

>>2721165
What did you do to me, anon? I'm feeling emotions again after feeling nothing for so long

>>2722222
checked

>>2721165
why can't this happen to me

Cute and sweet!

>>2722222
Write down your idea and formulate how you want it to play out in your head if not on paper. Rough drafts help you visualize and conceptualize what you want to do.

>>2722222
What I find helpful is to write down all the ideas I have as rough notes, then compile the ideas I want in as a rough storyboard and then fill in the details from there. Another thing to remember is that you don't need write everything in one go, just add how much you feel you can and when you want. Slowly but surely you will start to build a story that you can be satisfied with.

>>2721165
excellent work, anon

You wake up in an unfamiliar and empty room, or rather, not quite empty, there are a some boxes with a few things that clearly belong to you.
Retracing your steps, you remember now your situation, Usada Pekora burned your house down in what seemed to be a prank gone wrong, just thinking about it pisses you off

She offered to house you as an apology while you sort things out, currently staying in the her brothers' room, who had moved out a few years ago and so it was free, used as a storage room.

Her mother was rather accepting of the arrangement, you thought that maybe she was used to pekora burning houses down, althought if you destroyed someones entire livelihood, you'd also feel inclined to
try and soften the blow, the things that did survive out of the unfortunate incident was pretty much nothing, including your laptop that held a considerable amount of the programs you use in your freetime.

In what now seems like an genius amount of hindsight, you had saved your work data in the office computer in case pekora tried messing with your work devices, which she did, in a way.
Thinking about your disgraces reminds you of that rabbits' smug face and her laugh, which might undo years of anger therapy, on the other hand, the fact that she hid herself and cried was kind of cute, how she just couldn't handle the consequences of her own actions, how her typically smug face had been replaced with regret and sorrow, endearing really, at the moment, it made you lose all your rage, and thinking back to the moment still does.

You really hope you didn't develop any weird kinks.

Now that you have time to think, just how did she find out where you live, how creepy, must've been quite determined to get a reaction out of you, what was her plan in the first place? she probably found out
by looking at the employee files in the office, or maybe she did so when she messed with your background that time, you somehow really doubt she would have followed you home like a stalker, but you can't really discount the option either.

You should probably be getting up and ready for work, 5 am is quite early, and you'd like to leave when it still is, mostly so you don't have to face the pekora family, not due to any ill will, it's just a little embarrasing to face them, you've never been good at talking and it's awkward for everyone involved. as you walk towards the shower you find pekora in the hallway walking towards her room with tired eyes and cup noodles in hand, spicy chicken in bold red writing, that can't be healthy.

"Good morning", you say as she looks at you.
"morning?" she asks, had she not slept or what?, in fact, it's probably better to ask her directly "ah, p-peko" she adds, like if she had was unsure whether to keep up character or not
"you look tired, did you rest accordingly?" you questioned her in formal speech
"i was just too worried about the uh, incident that i couldn't sleep, so i tried relaxing by playing some games" being too tired to say peko.

"right, i'll uh, take a shower then" you're not too sure if to believe her, but those that are sleep deprived aren't the best liars either
"ah" it seemed like she wanted to say something, but she got embarrased and rushed to her room. it is a bit embarrasing to shower in a a place that you don't know, and so you bought your own shampoo and soap
that you could use during your stay.

A quick shower and after getting dressed, you're off to work, but before leaving, Pekora tells you to wait for a bit "how can you work on an empty stomach!" she says while giving you a meal, it's somewhat shabby looking and you can't help but be on the lookout, maybe she added wasabi to it, or chili powder, as the possibilities flash from your imagination, she gives you a worried look. Maybe you should try it out just to satisfy her a bit.


It tastes quite good, maybe it's store bought. It even makes you feel a bit sorry for thinking such things of her, she had not added anything that could be considered hazardous or harmful
"this is pretty good, where did you buy it?" you ask her, she blushes "i-uh, p-pekora made it herself"
what's that you feel, did your heart just bump?, "pekora could maybe make you dinner, if you want" she mentions in a quiet voice as your face reddens "i'd really like that" you decide to drop all formal speech, as you run out the door,
.

When you arrived at pekoras' house last night, you could not imagine there would be such a cute side to the one that harrased you with countless pranks.


author's note, this is a fan follow up to the arsonist pekora story, it's my first time writing something like this, and i think i fucked up thw punctuation quite a bit. I really hope you like it

>>2732128
me likey
I didn't notice any punctuation, but i'm shit at it too so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

>>2715280
kek

>>2732128
i copied it into a pastebin btw
https://pastebin.com/TaQetSKk

>>2732128
Oh wow, I wasn't expecting someone to be so into that arson story I wrote, considering I rushed it in 4 hours. It's a nice and pleasant surprise. Thanks for the follow-up.

>>2739130
i really enjoyed the story you wrote, you made it seem like when in elementary school a girl would throw paperballs at a boy to show affection but then got too out of control

>page 10

>>2747186
I'm sure its only because all the writeanons are hard at work on their projects. Right?

>>2748357
Dead hours on top of it. We hit page 10 once a day. Story dumps shoot us up, or even basic conversations like this, but it doesn't last. Writing takes time sadly. I can't figure out if I'm satisfied with this or not so I'm agonizing over it. Will probably post it later and bite the bullet.

requesting pekora giving a female anon a pity sex during meet and greet event

Never posted in this thread before, but thought I'd drop something I wrote a week or so ago, a cute story about dating Lamy. Kind of want to expand on it and write a longer one with some smut in it, but I'll see about that. Usually write only stuff like this and shitty xReaders for myself.

https://pastebin.com/9kXhvGib

>>2751316
Quite fluffy, I like it. First person caught me a bit off guard; most - if not all - of the stories with a reader insert are written in second person perspective.

>>2749324
im interested in this, what a good concept

>>2751316
Pretty cute. Botan is still my favorite girl, but I've been slowly learning to appreciate the rest of Holo gen 5 and this really sold me on Lamy.

>>2751316
this one is really nice, hope you keep making contributions

can someone post the kanata greentext please I can't find it anywhere

>>2759855

>HoloEN abuse story FINALLY updates
>Four sentences
WRITE MORE YOU FUCKING FAGGOT

>>2761386
>Author specifically said he was struggling to figure out how he wanted to continue it in a way he felt comfortable with without losing track of what he originally wanted it to be
Let a man work, Anon.

>>2761463
No, this asshole needs to just write the fucking thing and finish it, doesn't matter what It turns into, even if it's not what he intended. Did Percy Spencer intend to get his chocolate bar melted by a radar? No, but he went on to invent the microwave oven. He needs to just finish the fucking thing and be done with it.

>>2748357
On my side, I attempted 3 stories and got writer's block on all 3 of them. Taking time for me to figure out what to do

>>2761566

>>2761386
>>2761566
kys

>Coco is canonically 5’11
I want Coco to abuse me

>>2761566
>>2761386
That's now how writing works retard, any self respecting writer doesn't shit out garbage just to please an audience. We want to be content and proud of work, otherwise there's no heart or soul into it. Its almost always worse quality overall than just letting the author take their time and think their thoughts out.

>>2761832
I'm starting to think he doesn't have any fucking thoughts.

>>2748357
Still having writer's block on yandere fbk but i'm pretty sure i can get it out in like 2 days if i don't procrastinate

>>2761900
>NOOOOOOOOOO DON'T TRY TO HAVE A SENSE OF INTEGRITY AND DESIRE TO MAKE SOMETHING YOU'RE WORKING ON CONSISTENT AND SOMETHING YOU CAN BE HAPPY WITH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I NEED IT RIGHT NOW BRO I WANT IT SO MUCH I'M GOING TO SHIT ON YOU SO YOU WORK ON IT FASTER EVEN THOUGH IT'S A PASSION PROJECT YOU'RE UNDER NO OBLIGATION TO FINISH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

>>2761975
I highly doubt that he's constantly working on in. In fact the faggot probably just put it on the back burner. And
>Under no obligation to finish
If you start something you finish it.

>>2762063
Most of the write-anons here are either working or are students, neither of which probably apply to you. We post on here to share our creative works about the oshi's we love, this isn't a job catering to frothing spergs like you

>>2761386
You know, you could always write a fan ending yourself

>>2761785
She's small fuck
>>2761974
You're the one that is doing the fbk rapes (You) story? Make sure she make us cum inside so we can't escape

>>2762228
I'm not doing the fbk rapes you stories but i did make the fluffy fbk fics and i can't really write smut yet.

Oh fuck I almost never venture in these threads so I had no idea this existed.
Coincidentally, like the anon from earlier I also have a short story about Lamy I wrote a while back.
I wrote it over the course of a couple hours out of boredom and as a writing exercise and to execute an idea I had in my head for a long time. It is very far from me using my full potential as it was majority improvised and my serious work usually has way better pacing but I had at least some fun during the making of it.
Maybe one day I'll write a more detailed version but I have a personal novel I need to focus on first and foremost when it comes to any writing sessions I want to do.
Anyways nothing too lewd outside of one little part that's used as a setpiece for a moment later on
Spoiler behind the scenes details for after you're done reading: Yes it was very heavily inspired by the "psych ward" picture you see get posted because I randomly envisioned something similar to this one day upon seeing it again. I originally was gonna end it after the protag gets locked into the psych ward but something changed my mind and I wanted to give it a happy ending so I just shat out a quick joke about schizo posting and let Lamy take the main character to a true amusement park

https://ghostbin.com/paste/OLb7t

>>2761832
Dont worry about them I love everything here and I don't mind waiting, I love all the writers here and I'm looking forward to reading future works so take your time guys ^^

>>2762636
Glad you stopped by, Anon. Lovely story, and best of luck with your novel!

>check thread
>no stories in greentext style
Does nobody do them anymore?

>>2764727
They are inferior than what we have
I really hopes someone wants to rewrite the one where You're aqua bf and Suisei reclaim You as her Prize infront of Aqua

>>2719899
I was actually trying to come up with a story about training her to be more of a demon. I could rework that into a bully story.

>>2764727
A lot of those were posted early on in /hlgg/ as either shitposts or sad/doomposts. Personally, I prefer reading the traditional writing format.

>>2765032
Bullying her into snapping/going feral?

>>2765030
Greentext stories should just stay as shitposts imo

>>2765778
Idk man, this is too hot to be a shitpost

>>2765446
I could do that, but I also got an idea of you and a group of friends casually bullying her in a school setting until each of your friends are incapacitated, leaving you as the last one remaining.

I could do the bullying until she goes feral, but I don't feel comfortable with directly abusing the oshis.

>>2765446
I could do that, but I can't think of any ending to that other than she breaks your bones. It'd still be interedting to write her snapping like that.

At the moment, my idea is that in a school setting, you and a small group of friends do casual bullying until she incapacitates one of your friends every night until you're the last one remaining, leaving a final moment with you and her.

>>2766951
Over the course of a day, or a week/longer? How do you plan on the final confrontation, something where you beg for mercy or she breaks down at "defending herself" so harshly?

>>2766434
The Suisei Daisenpai should be fully fledged stories.

>>2715471
>>2714838
>>2762228
Here we go. Retooled FBK rape that takes place as an alternate route to what follows her choking you to unconsciousness. Agonized over it for awhile but I think I have it in a serviceable state. It's very long so I'll just leave the G. Docs link. Hopefully you enjoy. Time to stop slacking on the archive in the meantime, the thread's almost over.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vSjsp-hZKWEdCoYw1MYw9VI4Ms6AReLa-UI-tOR5J7yqWvaqlQQ8lDpWYU2wOomEqf_etXUs-GYBIwn/pub

>>2768664
Bless you anon, you beautiful beautiful bastard

>>2768664
I don't know if I should be scared that this arouses me

>>2768664
Jesas anon You're really wrote a masterpiece

>>2768664
Bless you anon for delivering the blessed yandere fbk lewd.

>>2768664
great story anon

>>2732128
Continue

>>2767030
Probably 3 days. For the final confrontation, I kind of still want Towa to be a good person despite snapping, so right now, my idea is that ||You lose all agency being alone. You're too afraid and too ashamed to fight back and just beg her to forgive you. She would let you go, leaving you the only one she spared. The next day, she offers you to hang out with her, saying that you were only under bad influence and that you would be better off with her.||

>>2564039
This really is just /mlp/, isn’t it?

>>2773805
wouldnt know since I dont use that board

>>2768664
Words cannot describe the rush of emotions that filled me with.

Except maybe extreme arousal.

>>2768664
Thank you anon, really appreciate it.

>>2773805
It's not even close.

>>2773805
come back when we have enough complete stories to at least rival /mlp/

>>2773805
Has someone committed mass murder over their oshi, yet?

>>2779016
They have almost a decade of autism. They’ve lodt more stories than we’ve ever written

>>2780091
Just give it some time, it’ll happen soon enough.

>>2773805
We're more like /jp/'s /vp/ if you ask me.

Next thread?

>>2786577
Soon.