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Fanmail the Twelfth
[ 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 cute papers tied to a few bamboo trees like Tanabata wishes, and by "a few bamboo trees" I mean it's a fucking forest over here. 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'sbox tree, 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
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
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. ]
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
☆ZRAEL
Man Eater
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“Bitch! I’m just as pretty as her, aren’t I?” you ask yourself, sobbing. For a while you just watch yourself cry in the mirror, reveling in your misery. Then you sniff and wipe away the dirty tears with the back of your hand.
You clean your face with a warm, wet washcloth and scrutinize yourself again.
“She is prettier!” you howl, and start sobbing anew. You manage to brush your teeth while continuing to cry. You're good at multitasking.
You spit the toothpaste into the sink. “That fucking Requiem. What’s she got that I don’t? What’s wrong with meeeee?”
Deep down, you know why your boyfriend Man Eater dumped you for Requiem. It was an upgrade, in pretty much every department. There’s nothing especially wrong with you, she’s just better. And that last blowjob you gave him was pretty awful, to be honest.
“Everyone loves her,” you moan bitterly. “And all the guys want to fuck her! Who’s gonna think about me when she’s around?”
You rinse your toothbrush and stare at the swirling whirlpool of water escaping down the plug hole.
“Please God, let them want to fuck me, not her! I wish that I was the one that everybody wanted to fuck!”
There’s a sudden buzz in the air, like from an electrical transformer, and a brief gust of wind tousles your hair. It’s odd, because there’s nowhere a draft could come from. You feel a prickling on the back of your neck, like there’s someone behind you. You look back nervously, but there’s nobody there.
You suddenly feel very silly. Saying those words out loud made you sound incredibly slutty and jealous. Luckily nobody heard you! You give your reflection a rueful smile. “He doesn’t deserve you, Mars,” you tell yourself.
Your heart still feels broken, but not so bad that you cry yourself to sleep. Tomorrow will be a better day.
Aradia
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“Hi Aradia,” says Lucifel. “What are you doing?”
“I’m 69,” you reply. “But it’s making my butt sweaty.”
“What are you wearing?” asks Lucifel.
“My panties,” you reply. “Why do you want to know?”
“I want to rip off your panties, Aradia!” says Lucifel lustfully. “I want to rip off your panties and grab your sweaty butt!”
“But Lucifel, I’m in the middle of 69,” you protest.
“I don’t care if you’re fucking 69!” cries Lucifel. “I’m horny as hell and I can’t stop thinking about your sweaty butt! Get your butt over here!”
This is an offer too good to refuse. “Sounds good, Lucifel” you reply. “Where are you?”
“I’m in coffin, Aradia. Do you want to know what I’m doing in coffin?”
“Okay…”
“I’ve got a dildo and I’m sticking it in my mouth. I’m shoving it as far as it will go.”
“You’re doing that in coffin?” you reply incredulously, imagining Lucifel’s mouth stuffed with a dildo. “I’ll be right there…” you cry in excitement.
“Wait Aradia,” shouts Lucifel, sounding panicked. “I can’t get it out. Every time I try to pull the dildo out of my mouth, it gets sucked back in again!”
“Have you tried twisting it?” you suggest.
“Unngh,” grunts Lucifel. “It’s no good, I can’t get it out!”
“I’m on my way,” you shout. “Is there anyone there who can help you?”
“Wow Aradia, you’re not going to believe this, but Tanya Harding just walked in! Hey Tanya Harding, can you give me a hand with this dildo?”
There’s a lot of grunting and groaning on the other end of the phone as Tanya Harding tries to extract the dildo from Lucifel’s mouth.
“What’s going on?” you ask anxiously.
“TH is fucking my mouth with the dildo, Aradia. It’s going in and out, faster and faster. Oh my God, I think I’m going to cum! Oh God, Aradia, I’m cumming!”
You close your eyes, imagining TH pounding Lucifel’s mouth with the dildo in coffin. You can’t hold back and your orgasm explodes, saturating your panties.
“Wow Lucifel, that was awesome,” you finally pant into the phone. “I’ll be there soon. Stay right there.”
“No need, Aradia,” replies Lucifel. “TH managed to get the dildo out of my mouth. We’re leaving to find a bigger one. Talk later. Bye.”
“Oh Oh shit!!” you exclaim, standing there sadly in your wet panties. It’s back to 69 for you.
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It’s rarely that you find yourself alone with Ashley. On this occasion, no-one else is expected for at least half an hour. You make her a cup of coffee and take advantage of the opportunity to get to know her better.
You’ve lusted after Ashley for a while now, but you’ve never made a move on her. You can’t imagine that anything good would happen if you were ever to proposition her. Instead you make small talk and wonder if she suspects the depth of your feelings.
Ashley eventually gets up from the table to put her empty cup in the sink. She’s talking animatedly about something that happened last Tuesday, but your attention is elsewhere. As she walks away from you, your eyes drop to her ass. Today she’s wearing a tight miniskirt that hugs every curve of her glorious derriere. She has a truly magnificent bottom and you’ve fantasized about it often. You wonder how she’d react if she knew how many times you’ve shot your load while thinking about it…
“Hey, are you having a good look?” says Ashley, snapping her fingers and bringing you out of your reverie with a jolt.
“What? Sorry, what were you saying?” you stammer.
“My butt. Were you having a good look at my butt?” she asks evenly. “I can always tell when you’re sneaking a peek.”
You have no choice but to come clean. “Ashley, I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was so obvious.”
“Every time we see each other you can’t keep your eyes off my bottom. How do you think that makes me feel?” she asks quietly.
“I can’t imagine,” you admit. You feel ashamed that you’ve obviously made her feel like a piece of meat, fit only to be ogled. You have to try and fix the situation.
“I’m sorry, I’ll try to…” you begin.
“I’ll tell you how it makes me feel,” interrupts Ashley, leaning forward. “Do you want to know?”
“Um… yes?” you reply uncertainly. Whatever she’s about to say, you deserve it.
She looks into your eyes for several long seconds while you wither before her.
“I like it,” she finally says, smiling wickedly. “Every time I catch you staring at my butt it makes me feel sexy. I love knowing that my body turns you on!”
Your heart leaps into your throat and your cock stirs in your pants as if on cue. “You do have a fantastic ass, Ashley. I’m sure I’m not the only one who thinks so.”
She walks around to where you are sitting, then lifts herself up on to the edge of table and looks down at you warmly. “Is it just my ass you like?”
You are quick to avoid falling into that particular trap. “Oh no, you’re the complete package, Ashley. I’ve wanted you for ages!” It feels so cathartic to finally tell her how you feel.
“Oh really?” she smiles. Then she leans forward and whispers into your ear.
“Do you want to touch it?”
This is an unexpected but very welcome invitation. You don’t have to think twice.
“Of course I do!”
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But this time a wank isn’t going to be enough. You pick up your smartphone and Google for an escort. Why the hell not — you’re a long way from home and no-one will ever know.
The Internet is a wonderful thing. Just over an hour later there’s a knock at the door. Amazingly you’ve managed to keep your hand off it while you were waiting.
Okay, this next part is going to seem highly improbable…
You open the door and are shocked and amazed to find Aradia herself standing in the hallway. She’s wearing a short, figure-hugging red dress that barely contains her tits. The dress is so short it reveals most of her stocking-tops. Not her usual style at all.
“Aradia? What are you doing here?”
“Lucifel? Holy fuck. Er…”
“I’m sorry, you can’t stay, I’m expecting someone!” you exclaim.
Aradia starts to say something, then stops, instead stammering “Oh, okay, that’s fine. Some other time, okay?”
You watch her hurry away down the hall. Wow, that was close. If she’d seen you with the escort…
It takes a few seconds for the penny to drop.
“Hey Aradia,” you call out.
She freezes but doesn’t turn around.
“Get back here!”
Aradia turns and walks back to you sheepishly.
“Quick, get inside before someone sees you.” You usher Aradia through the door and check the corridor both ways before closing it behind her.
She moves to the center of the room and eyes you warily, holding her bag protectively in front of her. There’s an awkward pause.
“So,” you eventually say.
“So,” she replies with an awkward smile.
“I didn’t know you were a…” You search for the right word. “…working girl.”
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Probably not as good as the real thing, but it'll have to do.
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[REDACTED]
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You have a slightly difficult relationship with your friend Whisky. This is due to the fact that you desperately want to fuck him, and he knows it. He discovered your feelings a while ago when he caught you wanking into a pair of his panties. For some reason, this did not endear you to him. These days his attitude toward you is a mixture of pity and contempt, but that doesn’t stop him prick-teasing you mercilessly when no-one else is around.
You’ve tried to suppress your feelings but you find yourself thinking about Whisky all the time. In fact, you’ve become obsessed with seeing him naked. He’s got a spectacular pair of long legs that you’d love to run your hands up and down.
One day Whisky catches you trying to sneak a peek up his skirt. He rolls his eyes.
“Did you get a good look, Doodle?” he teases. He quickly checks that no one else can see, then spreads his legs wide, giving you an unimpeded view. Then she slams her knees shut.
“That’s the most you’ll ever see, Doodle. It’s pathetic how you’re always perving on me. Why can’t we just stay friends?”
Later you go to the bathroom and jerk off, the vision of Whisky’s long legs still fresh in your brain. You need him sooooo bad!
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V4MP☆0V3RL0RD
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You stare at your sorry reflection in the bathroom mirror. Your eyes are red and your cheeks are streaked with a mix of tears and mascara.
“Bitch! I’m just as pretty as her, aren’t I?” you ask yourself, sobbing. For a while you just watch yourself cry in the mirror, reveling in your misery. Then you sniff and wipe away the dirty tears with the back of your hand.
You clean your face with a warm, wet washcloth and scrutinize yourself again.
“She is prettier!” you howl, and start sobbing anew. You manage to brush your teeth while continuing to cry. You're good at multitasking.
You spit the toothpaste into the sink. “That fucking Requiem. What’s she got that I don’t? What’s wrong with meeeee?”
Deep down, you know why your boyfriend Man Eater dumped you for Requiem. It was an upgrade, in pretty much every department. There’s nothing especially wrong with you, she’s just better. And that last blowjob you gave him was pretty awful, to be honest.
“Everyone loves her,” you moan bitterly. “And all the guys want to fuck her! Who’s gonna think about me when she’s around?”
You rinse your toothbrush and stare at the swirling whirlpool of water escaping down the plug hole.
“Please God, let them want to fuck me, not her! I wish that I was the one that everybody wanted to fuck!”
There’s a sudden buzz in the air, like from an electrical transformer, and a brief gust of wind tousles your hair. It’s odd, because there’s nowhere a draft could come from. You feel a prickling on the back of your neck, like there’s someone behind you. You look back nervously, but there’s nobody there.
You suddenly feel very silly. Saying those words out loud made you sound incredibly slutty and jealous. Luckily nobody heard you! You give your reflection a rueful smile. “He doesn’t deserve you, Mars,” you tell yourself.
Your heart still feels broken, but not so bad that you cry yourself to sleep. Tomorrow will be a better day.
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like thats some prime real estate for sneaking shit past the popes
who the hells gonna ask to look in your eye!!
maybe i should try it.........lolol
☆Phara☼h☆
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It is a relief to see that you have not allowed the idol culture to dim your grandiosity.
- A Robust Fan
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you don't know me but oh my god do I know YOU
me and my friend are the biggest fans of yours you have NO IDEA
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE if you ever get grabbed for another show can you go on the one where they oil the guys up and have them answer dumb quiz questions in speedos?! or even better, can you just oil yourself up and do a live in a speedo?!?
i love you, you're the greatest!!!!!!!
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Erlk☆nig
Harumaki
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nsfw
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Entire Unit
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