/s4s/ - anime pillow fight

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>>54490
bunnanyu

>>54492
no sense dey not cool

in turn, she destroyed him

>>54498
wa

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>>54493
bunnaru

>>54512
>>54514
nonsensical schizoid babble

ok good night i guess... ah- yeah.... i guess.

>>54522
Whats the good night for?

>>54522
You guess what monster?

>>54522
who is this?

Class has just let out, and you have places to be. Your mind is full of today’s logistics as you speed walk towards the alley you favor for after school transformations.

Not full enough to miss the blue haired shadow tailing you.

Miki Sayaka is moving towards you with the same single minded determination that has driven her to every death. You imagine if there were a crowd between you two, it would part in her wake like a school of fish around the keel of a ship.

You don’t alter your course; the alleyway is a fine enough place as any to hold whatever confrontation will inevitably transpire.

What you do not expect is for her to have already transformed behind you by the time you reach it, and move quickly enough to pin you against the wall.

Miki’s arm is pressed against your windpipe, free hand holding a cutlass loosely in preparation for a counterattack. She has always been much more dangerous in worlds where Tomoe Mami had the opportunity to train her.

Still, you are not afraid - the Soul Gem on her stomach is not dark enough to impel a murder in near-broad daylight. Instead, you are dully curious what has driven her to such actions, what narrative she has constructed that is causing her breaths to come so heavy.

“I know what you did.” Miki Sayaka hisses, voice dark with accusation. Her face is drawn up like it revolts her to even touch you. Sunlight catches her blade and reflects it into your eyes - unintentional, you think, but annoying.

None of this stops you. You don’t think anything could, short of dying, short of forgetting that Madoka exists.

That is, until the latter nearly comes to pass.

When Madoka ascends, you are aware somewhere in the back of your mind that she must know. Even if she hadn’t told you about remembering everything, omniscience seems fitting for her as she is now - garbed in white, eyes of gold. She holds you in her arms and you feel like you are staining the most sacred thing in the world.

Neither of you breathe a word about it. Then she’s gone.

Red ribbons in your hair, a bow gripped in your hands. The millionth world, the millionth chance - the last you’ll get or need.

You fight wraiths and you love Madoka - love her as she is now, a concept, residing above the carnal plane.

And of course you consider taking someone home, more often than you’d care to admit. Whether by residual anger or loneliness or the simple fact that habits cannot be erased so simply, you think about it more than you ever have.

Maybe you could even do it right this time - take the girl on a real date, try to see her for herself. Inquire about her family, her friends, what she wants to be when she grows up. Then you could ask her honestly, invite her into bed with you. And if she said no, you would respect it.

Eventually, after however many repeat performances, you are - not sated, because what you have become can never be sated, but - ready to direct your attention elsewhere, for now.

You leave the Law with a parting gift, a single vivid bite mark on its shoulder you channel enough magic into to ensure it will never heal. A truly lovely brand; it serves perfectly as a mark of ownership.

You leave it in the same pose - though you know the discomfort of the position is lost on it - and add a couple additional chains for good measure.

It won’t last forever; despite your best efforts, you cannot sever Madoka’s connection from divinity, only suppress it. When she eventually recognizes her cage for what it is, you know she (finally, finally) won’t forgive you. The justice you desire will be made manifest by your death at the hands of your beloved, and you could not be more excited.

You hope she cries for you.

Humming a half remembered tune, you return to the forgotten globe. With just a touch more magic, your wonderful play is ready to begin.

And so it all starts again.

Once upon a time, a girl walked you to the nurse’s office and complimented your name. She kissed you gently in Tomoe Mami’s apartment because you talked with her about anime and because she thought you were cute and a million other reasons you never had the chance to learn. It was the second best moment of your life, and her lips were softer than anything in the world.

too much words, didn't read
i'll maybe fap to the op image later though

>She would surely miss the food laid out for her, head spinning as she tries and fails to conjure up the feelings of safety present in this house only hours ago. Would she drag herself to the shower, try to scrub away the invisible layer of filth she feels coating her? Or would she simply shut herself in her room, and pray sleep takes her before tears do?
>If she was smart, she’d convince herself that none of it was her fault. The truth of the matter is irrelevant; the ability to show up at school tomorrow supersedes all.
>Perhaps this event will drive her to learn to protect herself, grow scorn in her heart for things like mindless infatuation with mysterious peers. She’d distance herself from her friends, sickened by the way they continue to crowd around the desk of the transfer student who has hurt her so.
>Regardless, her turmoil would not relent after only a day’s passing. Her grades would fall behind, questions about her wellbeing piling up into a crushing weight. Bile would fill her throat when she tries to speak the truth, diary pages mockingly blank.

cute

>>54022
wisjes strawberry milk boy body

>>54020 (OP) 
i used to have a friend way back when called delulu on discord/steam, he abandoned his accounts but i remember finding out he became a femboy or something, is that you?

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wishe squishe

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is this the wish thread?

>>54395
No it's https://steamcommunity.com/id/lilinalia

>>54019 (OP) 
good funpost

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hi

>>54377
you have a partner? what are they like?

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the cute fragile ethereal anorexic anxious self-restrictive perfectionist phenotype >>>

>>54379
insanely based actually

bumping the tummy so i can remember what i'm fighting for

Your Fortune: Expect Ill Tidings

>>54380
based on what

>>12151
Don't expect too much from a 27 year old virgin. If you make me pancakes afterwards, I'll marry you.

your youth can't return and you can't spend the rest of your life attempting to regain the energy you lost. solution: kys when you see the first wrinkle form on your face :3 ✩°◈．』∼

>>54444
>kys when you see first wrinkle
Are you insinuating that one should rope as soon as they exit the womb as a baby

Babies have wrinkles too

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>>12130 (OP) 
Become a mature milf with mommy energy

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*squishes you*
stay with me
keep breathing
don't close your eyes
we're going to make it out of this one alive, chat

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lole
failed at life
failed at death

>>54445 (OP) 
>>54447
>>54448
WHo is this?

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Get well soon OP

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Get well soon OP

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i mostly just wait for good things to happen to me, then get upset when bad things happen instead

peak princess character

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>>54438
my prince left me without saying goodbye, or even leaving a note behind.

>>54439
Clearly u were never a real princess
ugly step sister side character ass ho lol

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>>54449
>t. peasant