It's so easy to write stories about Deibus and forget about where yukkuris came from, but originally Reimus were the hard-working ones where Marisas were the freeloaders (based off Touhou Fandom). Look at some of the older images and you'll see predominantly the shithead Marisa... I think it's only when Z/Gesu-aki came out with his Shithead mother Reimu that the Deibu became popular as the target of abuse.
It's so easy to write stories about Deibus and forget about where yukkuris came from, but originally Reimus were the hard-working ones where Marisas were the freeloaders (based off Touhou Fandom). Look at some of the older images and you'll see predominantly the shithead Marisa... I think it's only when Z/Gesu-aki came out with his Shithead mother Reimu that the Deibu became popular as the target of abuse.
I remember that, now that you mention it. It's been awhile since I've hit the old comics/stories, maybe I'll have to do that again sometime.
I'm still in the Kiriraitaa stereotype that both reimu and marisa type work hard for their children (not necessarily nicehead because not necessarily nice to humans) then get fucked by humans
Working on this one, and is it just me or the tenses in this page are all over the place?
I'm just going to put everything in past tense. Unless the present tenses are intentional? (Doubt it, but not 100% sure)
Thanks for the hard work!
Also, interesting that the attitude change in Reimu came immediately after seeing no kos that looked like her, as opposed to just being tired of being the father and hunter.
I've always thought it was a shared relationship -- one of them stayed at home and watched the children while the other went hunting and gathering.
Whoever did it made no difference to me.
It is, but usually the Marisa is the father and Reimu the mother, both in their own pair and in most others.
Marisa gave a push with all her might. Just a bit more, just a bit more and she could meet her babies!From deep within her mamu-mamu, she could hear voices so cute it could melt her heart. It was the voice of her babies.
It was her very first childbirth, but Marisa's face showed no anxiety. Marisa hurried to her own bed, and prepared herself for the imminent birth. After that, the two did a little sleep-sleep, and then Reimu went to hunt, while Marisa who stayed behind began making a small bed.
Inside the dim cave, the wonderful popping sound of childbirth could be heard astonishingly loudly four times in a row. When Marisa was weaving the bed while humming, she felt her babies moving inside her belly. Breakfast that day was grass dumplings, rolled and shaped inside their mouths.
They were slightly bitter, but the two yukkuris ate these perfectly nutritious meal until they both filled their bellies.
Marisa gently woke up Reimu who was sleeping so soundly right next to her, and then exchanged morning greetings with her. This bed was made for the babies who were going to be born soon. It was a day like any other. "The babies are going to be born!"