#GYAAAAAAAAAAH.

[uncuteartist]

PLANNER. IS. GETTING. DONE. TODAY. GODDAMNIT.

And I'm starting the July/August one next week at latest. Not doing this bullshit again. If I want to change the format, I can do it for the September/October one.

Okay, Just typing that out is distressing. THE YEAR IS GOING TOO FAST.

[chosonie]

Im trying so hard to WRITE 😤

[plaindangan]

Darumi from hundred line get her wet dream come true! And she get to meet junko!… and junko ?… and junko ?! And another junko?!!!??! (Normal junko, junkmukuro, cosplayed tsumugoo, shinigami)

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A shrill, overjoyed, frantic scream pierced through the room and ears of the 4 Queens of Despair...much to their chagrin of their poor ears. Darumi couldn't help it!! Her senpai - her 4 senpai's - were in her room and right in her face!!! And not only that? They were all futas!!! Were they going to fuck her? She was gonna be fucked?!!! By not one, but FOUR Junko's?!!!

She just had to scream louder in joy~

""Gyaaaaaaaaaah!!! Sh-she certainly has a set of pipes on her!!" Junko Enogane said, the cosplayer wincing as Darumi's screams slammed into her ear drums.

"Ughhhhhhhhh, perhaps we shoulda boom-killed this one?" Groaned Shinigami, hands over her ears and heavily contemplating reaping Darumi early.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh~ Such early deafness...such despair!!!" Junko ordered, looking rather unfazed the more the screaming went on.

...

"Okay, I'm bored as Hell. Mukuro you start us off~"

"O-oh!!! Yes, sis!! Leave it to me!!" Junkuro Enoshima said, pulling down her skirt and black panties - meaning, Darumi was flashed with a musky, pulsing, cock that was prepared for this. Walking up to Darumi, she gently threw her over her shoulders and made her way to her bed. Sitting down, she placed Darumi in-between her legs and managed to silence her with a whiff of her strong mushroom. At least, just to make her silent for a bit~

Before Darumi could get her bearings, Mukuro's cock slid into her mouth...and that the was end of Darumi's sanity! Hungrily, she began to bob her head on Mukuro's shaft, getting the first fake Junko to moan to high heavens. "S-she's s-s-so damn, eaaaager~" Mukuro cooed.

And as Darumi continued to devour such a cock, she had begun to sense quite a bit of sexual intent from the other three. She they were waiting with quite the anticipation, huh? Well, she hoped not to disappoint~ As if to prove herself, she began to use more of her tongue in swirling around Mukuro's cock and began to suck her off insanely hard and frantically.

So when the soldier finally dumped down her load, she could turn back to the other three and flash a 'V' sign.

Eager for more!

-

"Puhuhuhuuuuuuuuuuuuu~ Th-that'ssss riiiiiiiiiiiiiightttttttt~ Keep on jerking at my big, despairingly, magnificent, coooooooocccccckkkkkkkk!!!!" cried out the 53rd Junko Enoshima!!

"Y-y-yesssssss!!! Yesss, your highnessssssssssss!!! Anything for youuuuuu!!!!!" An enamored Darumi vowed, lips stained pure white from gurgling down Mukuro's salty spunk minutes ago. But, she wasn't done yet. Still need to work her way up to the main event!!!

The death game connoisseur was as manic in her moves as ever. Using both of her hands, alongside her insane speed and endurance, her cock milking of Tsumugi had the cosplayer sweating profusely and her own cosplay starting to rattle. She was good at acting for it, but her own dick was very sensitive, and it just so happened Darumi coated her hands with enough penis slime earlier to really go faster than normal...

Of course, if just hands to Tsumugi's shaft wasn't doing much...maybe going from 'down there' would?~ A theory she just had to test out as she stuck her wriggling finger into Tsumugi's g-spot...and the results? Why, in a few minutes, she had the Junko Enogane spewing more muck than anticipated~

-

"Whose gonna boom-kill ya?!!"

"YOU AREEEEEEEE!!"

"Whose gonna make ya repent for being so into death games?!~"

"YYYYYYOUUU ARRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!"

"Whose the sexiest, drop-dead, gorgeous, incredibly beautiful, goth-looking Junk-esque person whose gonna fill you up like a goddamned water balloon with her cream?!!!!!!!

"YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Exactly~"

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

On the bed, Darumi was on all fours, tongue out and mind going very much blank from her current position. Namely, the fact that Shinigami was currently riding her like fucking horse. Using the gremlin's twintails as reigns, she tugged on them in conjunction with her hips thrusting her supernatural 'scythe' into Darumi's plumped up ass~

Was Shinigami even a Junko? No, but she looked so much like Junko that the Mastermind of this arrangement just had to invite her along as a sort of 'in spirit' sort of thing. Besides, who was Shini to turn down a good opportunity to fuck some crazy-tail?~ Yes, as her ears were filled with Darumi's moans, and as she felt the fangirl's juicy, wobbly, buns clenched around her dick, she can say she's enjoyed her time out today, incredibly~

...Or better yet? Show it!!! With one last thrust, Shinigami 'reaped' Darumi by pouring down so much spiritual gunk down Darumi's pucker, the fangirl was left chuckling maniacally in happiness (even as her sheets were ruined~)

With a soul claimed by Shinigami, now all that was left was for the main event~

-

"Puhuhuhu, you're such a greedy little despair slut, aren't you? You went through three of my very best soldiers and fuckers. Bending over, choking down, jerking off so many of my girls' cocks- you're pretty much the 'bitch' in 'bitch in heat'!!! You must really, really, really wanted this~ To have your damn heroes validate you, huh?~"

Plap, plap, plap, plap, plap, plap!!

"OoooooOOOOOOooOOOH!!!"

"What's the matter, can't even even respond to your Mistress properly? Heh, and I here I thought you put Tsumugi to shame as the Ultimate Fangirl~ Guess there's only one, true, ruler to being a dummy thicc Dangan obsessed geek, and it ain't you~ Puhuhuhu!! C'mon, my little slutty despair freak: what shall you do now? You're! Getting! Absolutely! Pounded!!! Right from me, your hero! Your idol! Your Goddesss!!! What do you want from her now that you have her attention!! Darumi Amemiya - what do you fucking want?!!!!"

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"J-j-junkooooooooo~"

"...Yes?" "....Fffffaaaasteeeeeeeeeeer~ HAAARDDDDDDDDEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrr~

"..." A rare genuine smiles appears on Junko's face. "Hah!! Girl, I think I might actually like ya! You're definitely a twisted one! Oh well - I'm not one to disappoint! LET'S GIVE IT EVERYTHING WE'VE GOT! IIIIIIIIT'SSSS PUNISHMENT TIMEEEEEEEEE!!!"

Darumi Amemiya Executed: Fuckfest of Despair!

PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP!!! Plap! PLAP! PLAP!! Plap, plap, plap! PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP! Plap, plap, plap, plap! PLAP! PLAP

Completely without rhyme or reason. That's how Junko fucks those she actually loves. Keeps them on their toes on when a forceful fuck or speedy stream of thrusts was to pierce their body. They'll never know what to expect as she pierces them with her spear of Gungnir!!!!

Naturally, Darumi loved it! She loved each unpredictable thrust that entered her pussy as she was mating pressed by the ultimate Mastermind! She loved how THE Junko Enoshima was leaving an impact on her bod!

And now? She loved how, when she couldn't take it anymore and Junko could sense it, both girls came in near-conjunction! Something that had Junko dumping all of her virile spunk into Darumi's greedy snatch~

By the time Junko got up, Darumi has passed out from exhaustion and too much pleasure overloading her.

D'aww, isn't she so cute? Junko thought so as she bent over to kiss Darumi on the forehead~

"Sweet nightmare, you damned fangirl~"

[aeoki]

Fist of the Shangri-la Idol - Action Star: Chapter 11

Location: Chinese Restaurant Characters: Touri, Hokuto, Makoto & Yuzuru Season: Summer

Hokuto: …I’m sorry things were a bit weird between us this time, Yuuki.

I acted all arrogant and gave you advice for your acting, but I was jealous and frustrated that you were chosen to be the “protagonist” instead of me.

Makoto: I know. “Those sorts of feelings” are rare for you, so it must have been difficult for you to process them, right?

I’m always full of “those feelings” when it comes to you guys ♪

Touri: Heey… Stop with the weird conversation while I’m being sandwiched between you guys~ Don't stare into each other’s eyes like you understand each other~...

Hokuto: O–Oh, sorry.

Makoto: Hehe. It’s okay, doesn’t it feel safer when you’re touching someone like this?

I’m sure it must have been shocking and scary to find out one of your belongings was stolen.

You can stay with your upperclassmen until that fear goes away, okay? ♪

Touri: Uuu~ Don’t act so cocky just because you were born a year earlier than me.

(But Yuuki-senpai… he’s pretty reliable… He looked so pathetic when he was panicking the moment the pervert jumped out.)

(He could tell I was scared and held me closer to him, covering me.)

(Then he calmly faced the pervert and said, “Who are you? I’ll call security.” He said it so clearly.)

(If he can manage to act like that during the filming, then he would make a great “protagonist”.)

(He’ll be someone cool who protects the cute “heroine”...)

Yuzuru: …There is nowhere else to run, you insolent scoundrel.

Touri: GYAAAAAAAAAAH!?

H–Hey, Yuzuru! Don’t startle me like that! Why’d you come back!?

Yuzuru: Hehe. Why, that’s because the pervert has run back inside…

And I have come to end his pathetic struggle with my own two hands. Is there anything wrong with that?

Touri: Don’t give me that! You’re scaring me! Why do you suddenly act like a killing machine sometimes?! Go back to being the kind “Yuzuru Onii-chan” from before~!

Yuzuru: That would be difficult to do. After all, this is a part of me now.

Besides, the kind Yuzuru Onii-chan cannot protect the adorable Touri with kindness alone.

Touri: …………

Yuzuru: Hehe. If you don’t like seeing this me, then you must grow up big and strong enough to the point that you do not require my protection ♪

Touri: I know… I’ll get stronger, even if it’s at a slow pace.

Yuzuru: Indeed, you will. However, Young Master, you’re still weak to the point where seeing something unpleasant is enough for tears to come streaming down your face.

Moreover, in reality, I cannot allow the master I love and respect to bathe in such dirty blood.

Right now, I, Yuzuru Fushimi… shall clean up those that dare taint your radiant life.

Touri: N–No violence! We’re idols, you know!?

Yuzuru: Right. …Right, we are.

No… Oh, I see that’s how it is.

Touri: ? What?

Yuzuru: I have been outsmarted. I have now come to understand that.

Oh dear, it appears I have lost my composure after seeing the Young Master’s tears.

No, perhaps “that” was exactly what they were after.

Touri: ? ? ?

Yuzuru: Nevertheless, we cannot rest easy until the truth has been confirmed, so please step back, everyone.

I shall capture and interrogate that “pervert”. They were supposed to be a mere robber, but they actually had unnaturally quick movements and ran around in a splendid manner.

By doing that, we’ll be able to find out who’s behind this racket… Well, I surmise there wouldn’t be any need to confirm at this point, however.

But, even so, a butler’s way of doing things is to do them with perfection ♪

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[msm-tsotmw]

8/30/20XX

Well, I’m up and out of the infirmary. Thank Galvana for that. Right now, I’m helping Cameo and Pringle set up the portal. Tundra’s supposed to be here too, but I haven’t seen them at ALL today… I wonder if something’s wrong.

WELL, IT ISN’T REALLY THAT SURPRISING, CONSIDERING HOW LONG THEY WERE ABSENT AT ALL THE DREAM COUNCIL MEETINGS THIS WEEK. WONDER WHAT’S UP WITH THAT.

yeah, that’s REALLY unlike them…

yesterday i tried talking to them about what was going wrong, but they just.. went silent and left.

Huh.

the last time i’ve seen them was when they were sitting somewhere at the edge of the island. they looked like they were thinking REALLY hard about something…

THEY’RE PROBABLY JUST GOING TO MISS SPRIGG, NOTHING MUCH.

yeah, but-

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND THAT’S THE LAST PIECE FOR THE PORTAL!

(Cameo sighs and looks off to the side.)

oh, hey tundra! everything okay?

…

Cameo and Pringle told me you haven’t talked to anyone in a while. I usually don’t ask people this, but…

Are you okay?

…

(Tundra plops Sprigg’s copy of Truly Immortal on the ground, along with another book under it.)

…Take these. The other book is… interesting.

…Okay??

babe, you STILL didn’t answer sprigg’s question—

(Tundra proceeds to walk away.)

…aaand they’re gone. i’ll just, uh, go catch up to them, heheh!

(Cameo flies after his partner while Pringle starts up the portal.)

Damn. Are they okay?

PRETTY SURE THEY’LL BE FINE.

Tundra seems pretty upset, though—

I TOLD YOU THEY’RE FINE.

…Okay. Sheesh.

(Pringle strums the strings strung upon the portal, starting it up. Sprigg can vaguely see the crevice they were in before they ended up on Mythical Island.)

A-NY-WAYS, THE PORTAL’S UP AND RUNNING! GO HOME.

(Sprigg hesitates, then makes an expression as if they just came up with the weirdest thought. Like a reverse ‘Eureka!’ or something like that.)

…WHY AREN’T YOU MOVING?

Wait, why can’t the Dream Ambassadors go back to their homes? You know, they pretty much had LIVES before they—

AH, WHAT KINDA QUESTION IS THAT?

I was just figuring, since I’m going home but then since Tundra’s a Dream Ambassador—

DON’T MIND THAT.

(Pringle throws the two books at Sprigg, who catches them in their mouth.)

Wair, bur—

JUST TAKE YOUR FUCKINF BOOKS AND LEAVE!

(Pringle shoves Sprigg through the portal.)

GYAAAAAAAAAAH!

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damn pringle

-Mod Jimmy 🗣️

[candyrain-collective]

bababooey

GYAAAAAAAAAAH

-bibi

[chuunibyou-showdown]

GYAAAAAAAAAAH!

@sapphicmilfcontest the most sapphic of milfs go against each other to see who is the best!

@chuunibyou-showdown the coolest (or at least in their own standards) characters fight against each other!

[nostalgia4light]

I’m reading a fanfic about aph Netherlands and it seems like he’s madly in love and I’m dYinG, someone HELP

[milkbreadtoast]

i still can’t believe jeff’s full actual canon name is Jeffavorite Flavors

[koorinohebi]

Time

Life had but one master to serve, and it was most certainly a slave to Time.

Time was either against you, or with you depending on the circumstances. However, as people begin to learn, it was a double-crossing fiend. No matter how kindly you make use of it, Time was hardly a friend to anyone. It was the kind of thing that catches up to you, and then...leaves you in its dust. Rather than a companion, it was something that waits for the right moment before taking everything away. _ _ _

Otogakure was more than just a village, if it can even be considered one. It was a number of strategic locations, intertwined together to create the Sound nin’s base of operations. There was no exact location for it, and if anyone was to mistakenly end up in the bowels of Otogakure, it was sure to ensnare them no matter how skilled they might have been. Behind winding roads and closed doors, was a room for a specific function, and the person who manned everything was a doctor of excellent caliber. He was quite the sadist, it was ture, and being used as an experiment was probably one of the luckier outcomes of being involved with him. Most of the time he appeared like a normal doctor, friendly and dependable...as for the other half, it was better to merely be spoken about then to be witnessed. If one was to behold it, then chances were, that escape was out of the question. Screams did not fall on deaf ears for the walls listened; and from time to time, it was in the most literal of senses, unfortunately. 

In this place, anything horrendously imaginable was possible. It was all a matter of time.

And speaking of time...

A loud cry could be heard from deep within one of the rooms.

Yakushi Kabuto, Otogakure's medic, was up to his cruel devices once again especially now that Orochimaru was gone.

"AAAAAAAAHHHH! GYAAAAAAAAAAH!" 

The cries continued as vile liquid was pumped within a young girl’s veins. The tool of choice was a 5cc syringe with a 22m gauge needle. And the liquid that now flowed within her body was a very potent venom that came from an amalgam of different creatures, all quite deadly in their own right. The girl that was strapped onto the table thrashed around, her body burning from the administered toxin. It was a daily routine to keep her immunity in check. Usually she would have been used to this, but today’s dose was significantly higher. After all, that was what punishments were. They were never meant to be comfortable. All she had to thank for this was her own insubordinate behavior.

"Kiomi, what did I tell you about being inconsiderately stubborn?" He asked, pulling down his hood to reveal a face that was half taken over by their lord's genes. The good doctor placed his syringe down on the table and sat across from the youth. She was still crying out, trying her best not to make a sound, but failing miserably. Sweat covered her whole body, shivering and shaking helplessly as she fought against her restraints. Kabuto watched there, much like he had years ago when he performed the same procedure.

"I'm sorry—GAAAAAAAAAH-I'm sorry!" It was terrible. The poison felt like it was melting her insides. Her muscles trembled and convulsed, as if threatening to burst. She could feel herself getting tired, her body going numb from the pain. Soon, she couldn’t even struggle anymore. Her breathing was labored as she gasped for air. She couldn’t breather properly, as if water had filled her lungs. Kabuto’s eyes were on her all this time, watching. While the dose that he gave her was relatively stronger than usual, he hoped that she wouldn’t die simply because of it. However, if she did, then replacements could always be arranged. He had her DNA, he only needed to unlock the secrets that lie dormant beneath it. She was a pawn that lived long enough up till today, and as expendable as she was, Kiomi had her uses. The medic found some value in her resilience, so as long as she didn’t become too much of a burden on his plans, there was merit to keeping her around.

“I won’t...do it again...”

And those were the last of her words as her struggling came to an end. By no means was she dead, however. Exhausted from the constant struggle, she had surrendered herself to the whims of her collapsing organs. Kabuto’s sigh of amusement passed soon enough. He would stand then, and saunter over to the girl. Something told him that this was enough punishment for today. Kiomi did apologize, promised never to do it again. While he may have been ruthless in his craft and this being lighter than most, he was still capable of some kindness. He would just have to let her suffer through other means, on another day.

His steps were quite as his serpentine appendage moved about. Much like the medic had done prior, the snake’s eyes watched the feverish child. From under one of the tables, he would procure a vial which contained an antidote. He would bring it to her, if only because she was helpless and seemingly near death at the moment. Still, he had to commend her for holding out so long. Had her immunity to poison been anything weaker, then surely, there would be no need for this thing right here.  

All those years of doing this to her paid off quite handsomely. He imagined that her blood would be poisonous enough by now to kill anyone had she truly wished to use it like so. Still, the girl’s ability to incorporate the said toxins with her jutsu was still quite remarkable. He marveled at it every once in a while, and believed that it wasn’t all just a coincidence, nor was it a mere product of mental fortitude in order to survive. He leaned on the idea of a bloodline trait, but without much information about her lineage, it was all as good as a wild guess.

What concerned him mildly was a conversation that they had prior to this experiment. She said control over it was becoming harder to grasp, and perhaps that was why she was struggling to keep alive. Either way, to watch the rebellious one succumb was worthwhile. A punishment well deserved.

Once Kabuto was close enough, he lifted her head gently. He was still a doctor, after all. One had to treat patients with care. The vial’s cork would be popped open, and the liquid inside administered to her orally. “Slowly, slowly.” He whispered, letting the girl take her time drinking the contents. She would cough viciously, as her throat seemed to lock, but did well in keeping the medicine down. It would, however, provide her no comfort. When she was done, the medic laid her head back down on the cold operating table before proceeding to check her vitals.

“You’ll be fine in a few hours. I need you well rested for our agenda later on.”

The effects of the cure would not be immediate, so it was only natural that she still felt like she was at Death’s door. Those eyes with a likeness to platinum only moved about once to look at her tormentor and savior. Ah... How he resembled Orochimaru in a way that made her flinch. The gaze she gave was returned by his, and in silence, and understanding came to pass between the two.

[askdrv3chars-blog]

Dear Anonymous,

Happy Halloween! I’m sure this is going to be a great day̬̙̩͍͔͋ͯ̏̽̾̈ͅͅ

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G-GYAAAAAAAAAAH!

..... Kaito! You ruined the special! How COULD you?!

Wh-What are you talking about? I wasn’t scared! I was - 

All right, sorry, guys. No Halloween special because Kaito’s a big baby.

- Kokichi Oma and Kaito Momota

[plaindangan]

With Sora now at risk and the apartment they entered having very few supplies Yoruko was forced to break into the other rooms on their floor. Luckily the ghouls had dispersed from their floor, and with Sora keeping watch on the stairwell Yoruko was free to try and break into the (hopefully) empty apartments.

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

"Gyaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

"Y-yoruko?!!!" Sora turned around...and blushed at what she was witnessing. Latched onto Yoruko was a ghoul that was motorboating Yoruko's gigantic tits. Her gigantic, sensitive, tits that had the pinkette moaning sultrily. While Sora would love to see more of how this would play out, she couldn't afford to lose Yoruko now. As such, with a few tugs, Sora yanked the ghoul off and tossed her back into her room.

Of course, in doing so, the ghoul managed to rip off most of Yoruko's top. Exposing her lacey, pink, bra and a good deal of soft belly. Least she still had something covering her though~

Status:

Sora: 2/4

Yoruko: 3/4

[aeoki]

Grand Slam - The Blood-Vomiting Beast: Chapter 1

Location: Inside Helicopter Characters: Tomoya, Yuuta, Sora & Aira

< Almost an hour later. During Day 1 of the “Old-Fashioned Sports Festival's” first event: “Meteor Impact”. >

Tomoya: GYAAAAAAAAAAH!?

Aira: GYAAAAAAAAAAH!?

I don’t get it, I really don’t get it! W-Why was Mashiro-senpai shoved off just now!? You murdereeeeeer!

Sora: HaHa~♪ The wind’s too loud so Sora can’t really hear, but that’s what this event is about, right~?

Looks like someone was giving that sort of explanation on the ground?

Aira: What kind of event is this? Is the “Old-Fashioned Sports Festival” a death game where you’ll immediately die if you let your guard down!?

Yuuta: Calm down a bit, Shiratori-kun~ If you flail your arms and legs around like that, you’ll end up hitting me… Then, you might accidentally push me off too.

Aira: But! I’m scared! This isn’t something idols should be doing! ES was like this too but is Yumenosaki even worse than them!?

Ah! I get it now! The reason why Yumenosaki’s Sports Festival wasn’t known to the public was because the events were way too crazy, right…!?

Yuuta: No no. It’s our first time experiencing something like this too. I’m also surprised.

We were taken up to the skies in a helicopter, had a weird pair of mechanical wings strapped on our backs and then pushed off. –What? This isn’t even a sports festival anymore.

Sora: Right~? ♪ It’s so much fun like a game! I hope it’s Sora’s turn soon ☆

Aira: T-This person looks like I can still hold a normal conversation with them… Umm, err, Hinata-senpai?

Yuuta: I’m Yuuta.

Aira: Huh?

What? B-But the ones participating in this event are supposed to be the leaders of each team, right? It’s kinda like an introduction for the leaders, isn’t it?

And, for some reason, the leaders are all students in the lower grades…

There are heaps of amazing people in “Team StarPro” but the leader is me, Aira Shiratori.

Mashiro-senpai’s the leader of “Team RhyLin”, for “Team NewDi”, it’s Harukawa-senpai and the leader of “Team CosPro” is Hinata Aoi-senpai, right?

Yuuta: Yeah. For some odd reason, it just happens to be the same members as the “Broadcasting Accidents” group. Well, that’s probably not related to this at all, though.

Aira: Huh? Anyway, umm, isn’t the leader, Hinata Aoi-senpai, supposed to be here…?

Yuuta: Yeah. Hinata-kun’s been overworking a lot recently, so we decided I’d be the one working hard for the “Old-Fashioned Sports Festival”.

That’s why I secretly took his place so I’m Hinata Aoi right now.

It only looks that way on the outside right now, though. I’d be happy if everyone could play along behind the scenes too.

Aira: T-Took his place? That sounds like something twins would do! But why…?

Yuuta: Aniki doesn’t look like he’s motivated this time around… But, for me, I don’t want to be treated like an underdog.

That’s why I’ll lead “Team CosPro” instead of Aniki and show the other teams a thing or two.

Aira: B-But is that a good idea? Won’t you get in trouble if they find out…?

Yuuta: They won’t find out. No one’s paying us any attention, anyway.

Aira: (H-Huh? Yuuta-senpai… Was he always like this? He’s kinda dark and twisted!)

Yuuta: What? Can you not stare at me like that?

Aira: Ah, sorry…

But, umm, you’re amazing, Senpai.

Yuuta: How so?

Aira: You got to be the leader because you wanted to be one… W-When it was announced I was going to be the leader, my mind just went blank.

I felt like crying and throwing up.

I don’t understand… Why me? “ALKALOID’s” leader is Hiro-kun – not me!

Besides, there are way better people in “Team StarPro” like ES’ big 3 – “fine” and “Trickstar” who won “SS”!

But did they choose someone useless and hopeless like me because they needed to balance things out? Is that why?

Yuuta: Who knows? I bet there’s something behind the scenes since it’s always like that for Yumenosaki and ES.

Fufu. Even though it’s been more or less decided that our team could never win from the very beginning, if the other teams are going to be weakened because they’re led by useless leaders, then things are looking good for us…♪

Aira: Uh, what? I couldn’t hear you over the wind!

Yuuta: Nothing~♪

Oh, it looks like Tomoya-kun has landed. Aha, he’s outdone himself even though he was complaining just a while ago!

That’s what “Ra*bits” is all about! How frustrating, I’ve got to do my best too ♪

Woohoooo~☆

Sora: Ahh. That’s not fair, Yuu-chan! Sora wanted to jump off next! He was waiting for his turn the whole time, so that’s not nice of you to cut in line~ 

Yuuta: Ahaha, it’s always first come first served~!

Aira: (Uwaaa, they jumped off like it was nothing! How can they be so brave? And how can they just accept this weird situation like it’s normal?)

(Is that normal for an idol? It’s like they turned the absurdity of the situation into common sense!)

(If that’s the case, then why did I look up to these useless things!?)

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[astralheart]

❝ . . . ❞ Kaito's not scared, huh? That's fine. In the corner of the room behind a plant, Kokichi waited for his target to enter the dimly lit room. He made sure to break a few of the lights to ensure that it was poorly lit. He also stole the other's jacket and threw it into the center of the room. Creeping up behind the other, he latched onto his shoulders and hung onto him tightly. ❝BOO! ❞

Kaito was confident that no pranks would be played. No, not on such an obvious day. With that foolish confidence, he self-assuredly walked into the dimly lit room… okay, just turn the lights on. What do you do when you enter a room that’s dark? You turn on the lights, there’s no problems… nothing scary at all. Don’t worry. 

Turning on the lights didn’t help much, as it was (for some reason) still pretty dark. Okay, no matter, he had to go grab his jacket… which was in the center of the room. Kind of weird, but nonetheless, he had to retrieve it. As he was about to grab it, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling grasp—oh god, was a monster here to reach behind and drag him down into the pits of hell? 

“GYAAAAAAAAAAH!?” Screaming, he fell forward, Ouma still latched onto him tightly. “WH-WH… What the FUCK?!”

It turned out he was wrong with that thought process.

[colleydogstar]

So when you get pregos, are you gonna have 1 baby or like a litter?

“From what I understand, 1 like any other human, but GYAAAAAAAAAAH. I DO NOT WANT TO THINK ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW.”

[scout-fang]

GYAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! THEY'RE SO CUTE I WANT TO HUG SO MUCH 😍

‪NEW FRIENDS! NEW FRIENDS!‬