Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2020-10-26 12:21 am
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Fanmail the Twenty-Eighth

[ Fanmail will be found in big boxes full of letters in the lobby, to be easily found by anyone who's walking by if the box isn't pulled quick enough. Some letters have QR codes, with instructions to scan them with your cell phone's free QR code scanner function. Beyond the letters that are submitted below, you may assume there are more letters in every box if you'd like.

Although bodies of letters may include idol aliases, assume every envelope and package is addressed to or otherwise uses the official idol name of the character.

Letters found in the "Everyone" header may be assumed to be part of every unit's box, most likely with multiple copies of the submission unless otherwise stated.

Characters on hiatus have their fanmail IC saved and stuffed into their mailbox for when they return! They'll be located in this post for easy findings, but don't worry, the fans' feelings will reach the character somehow ;)

Fanmail given to dropped characters will be sent to everyone in the unit, though still labeled with the dropped character's name. You can find these in the "Every Unit" subheader. ]


LiliS
sensitIV
pep!pep!
Taisho Roman Revolution
BAD END=DEAD END
future is now
WILD CITY
☆ZRAEL
Heart Soldier Senshi
AlcheME!
avante en garde
BARiTONES
Everyone

Re: Sun's out guns out

(Anonymous) 2020-10-31 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[In this doujinshi, Tokyo-F is decked out for a fancy Halloween masque ball, complete with glittering chandeliers, blown glass jack-o-lanterns, and tall candelabras filled with black candles.]

[Sativa is resplendent in puffed sleeves and a damask vest of deep blue, a cat mask perched above his nose. Gladio is in a three piece suit, a dashing pirate hat, and a Phantom of the Opera style half-mask.]

[They retire to a secluded nook, cloistered behind a beaded curtain of glittering black glass. Once there, Gladio puts on a slow, deliberate strip tease, undresses Sativa with the same measured intent, and lays them both down on a plush black divan. Sativa spends three whole pages exploring the glistening planes of Gladio's muscles before finally rubbing himself off between Gladio's thick, well-muscled thighs.]