#hitomado

[a-colourful-dream]

Oh yeah. And friendly reminder. Even your portrayal of the canon pairings is soulless garbage. Because you don't see the characters as people in love, you just see them as tools to amuse yourself with. You really are the lowest caliber of person. And the sad part is you honestly think you are better than the scum that draws the girls from Madoka getting raped by faceless men.

I wish I'd get a love letter.

Hitomi couldn't get her friend's words out of her mind. Sitting in class, her thoughts were a million miles away from Saotome-sensei's usual rants. Had Madoka meant anything by that? No, surely she merely wished to be popular with boys. But even if that was all, maybe Hitomi could help her friend. She carefully tore a piece of paper from her notebook and, calling upon skills honed in calligraphy club, began to write.

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After lunch when Madoka came back to her desk, something was waiting for her. She picked up the folded piece of paper and opened it. Hitomi watched out of the corner of her eye as Madoka blushed. Sayaka soon figured out what Madoka was holding, but Hitomi didn't join in with the teasing. She let her friends' antics play out as usual.

When school was finally over for the day, Hitomi took her leave of the other two. Sayaka was going to visit Kamijou as usual, and Madoka would surely tag along with her. But no. Instead Hitomi found herself walking home alongside Madoka.

"Y'know, Hitomi-chan, you have really pretty handwriting," said Madoka, looking straight ahead.

Hitomi felt herself go pale. "I-is that so, Madoka-san?"

"I remember when you wrote the invitations for your birthday part." Madoka smiled. "Every word was so perfect."

"Thank you." The safe response.

"But I remembered how you wrote my name the most." Now Madoka's gaze darted over to Hitomi for a split second. "And I'd recognize it anywhere."

Hitomi's heart was beating fast. Her hastily-conceived plan was seeming like less of a good idea now.

"So... Thank you, Hitomi-chan." Madoka's cheeks were pink, and she smiled as she looked on ahead. "I'm sure you were just doing it to make me feel better, but thank you."

"I- O-of course, Madoka-san." Hitomi kept her voice steady. "I'm always glad to help a friend."

[theunholyhomucifer]

Ready or not - a hitomado fic

"Madoka?" Hitomi cried out, skipping across her house’s open backyard full of large foliage and several accounts of differing trees. "Come on out!" The pink-haired teen was having much too good of a time playing hide-and-seek with Hitomi to willingly give up. Madoka controlled her laughter as Hitomi walked by the shrub that she hid in, watching the green-haired girl wander aimlessly in the vast garden they were specifically playing in. “At least give me a hint!” Hitomi cried out, hoping not to lose her girlfriend in the vast shrubbery. Madoka realized she compromised her spot when she started to laugh at Hitomi’s irritation, at which point the green-haired one bent over to the shrub and found Madoka in it, giving her a hand out. “Fine, you got me!” Madoka cried out, excited about the fun she just had. “We can play again after a snack. I got us some tea and chocolate cake for the garden.” Hitomi smiled, knowing that’s what made Madoka happy. “Okay! Next time, you’re hiding!” Madoka exclaimed, skipping over to the table which the cakes rested, Hitomi’s hand in hers.

[theunholyhomucifer]

Madoka awkwardly followed the directions that were listed on her phone, as she got a text message from Hitomi asking her to meet her in the park for a picnic. Madoka loved picnics, but was a little unsure about Hitomi- they weren’t all that close before. Madoka’s mindless strolling around was interrupted by a tap on her shoulder, a smiling Hitomi standing behind her.
 “Come on,” she said with a large smile. “I already have it set up this way.” “Okay.” Madoka followed Hitomi to her picnic site, a large square blanket with a standard red-and-white plaid pattern. There was a cooler there as Hitomi reached inside. “Was I supposed to make something myself…?” Madoka questioned, only to be interrupted by Hitomi who placed an impressive looking sandwich in Madoka’s hands. “No, I have this for you.” Hitomi answered, reaching in the cooler again for an orange soda to do with the sandwich. Madoka took one bite of the sandwich and was in love with it, the tastes flowing together perfectly. Madoka thought that Hitomi maybe had a professional make this picnic, but later admitted she had done it all herself, which shocked Madoka just a little bit. “I wanted to make it special.” She said with a light blush. Hitomi’s courteous nature towards Madoka pleased her very well, something she could only find in a person like Mami before. When the food was all gone, Hitomi looked around Madoka but not directly at her, twisting a lock of hair around her finger. “Madoka,” she silently started. “Hm?” “Remember that statement I had said in the past? That girls can’t love girls?” She started to stutter. “Hitomi?” Madoka was confused. “I’d like to change my opinions with you. Girls can love other girls.” She let out quickly, then spinning around to not face the pink-haired girl. Madoka smiled and leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Hitomi and dragging her near. “Okay.” Madoka said with a smile herself. I’ll be yours.”

[randommadokaau]

"Oh Madoka, you have to keep in step!" Madoka had no idea how to dance, but Hitomi was guiding her every move to try and help her out. Hitomi was under the effect of a witch's kiss that brought forth hidden desires, and because her secret was to have a romantic time with Madoka the pink-haired girl had been left to distract her while the others fought the Witch of Secrets. 

As the music got slower Madoka began to get the steps better, closing her eyes and just trying to get a feel for the music. "So how long have you felt this way, Hitomi?" She would ask, deciding that while Hitomi was under a spell of telling the truth about this she might as well learn a thing or two. 

Hitomi wouldn't answer for a little bit, enjoying herself too much, but eventually words would break the silence. "I'm not sure, really. You're just so kind and cute, it's been building up over time. You have no idea how hard it's been to hide it." 

The witch's kiss was on Hitomi's neck, and now that she was closer Madoka could see it up closer. At first she would just look at it to see it's shape, she'd seen other victims but enjoying the intricate witch kisses was a guilty pleasure of hers. 

This witch kiss lacked intricacy though, she'd seen those with the same witch kiss from earlier attempts to subdue the witch. This 'witch kiss' had been drawn on with marker, it seemed Hitomi had been watching them at work and had a good enough memory to almost draw it. 

"Uhm... Hitomi, this-" Madoka would think of what to say carefully, Hitomi had lied to her but she'd probably used this situation since she was too vulnerable to just ask Madoka out. Hitomi was tense because she was worried her plan had been figured out, but Madoka would just smile cheerfully. 

"It's a nice tattoo, Hitomi."

[randommadokaau]

Hitomi wasn't sure how to respond at first when faced with a camera lens, but she couldn't help but smile when she saw Madoka behind it trying to stand closer and further away until she got Hitomi in focus properly. "Click." She'd say it out loud herself since her modern camera didn't make a sound when she pressed the button. 

"So you're a photographer now?" Hitomi would ask, and Madoka would nod eagerly. Hitomi was happy to see her picking up a hobby, she knew how Madoka felt like she never did anything so this was a step in the right direction. She would pose for the next few shots, smiling and making a peace sign with her fingers for one and striking a dramatic and somber looking pose for another. 

Madoka would show Hitomi the shots soon afterward, but Hitomi couldn't help but notice the camera had plenty of photos in it's memory. She thought Madoka had taken an interest in her, but she could easily get lost and forgotten when put in with so many other photos like this. 

Jealousy would well up inside of her, and she would turn away from Madoka with a stern expression. "You need my consent to keep those photos, delete them." Madoka's spirits would sink like a stone but she would comply, each deleted picture causing the camera to make a depressing beeping noise.

Hitomi regretted her behavior right away, and she would quickly catch up with Madoka as she started to walk away. "I-it's not you, I promise. It's just I wanted photos that were less silly. I want you to pull out all the stops and get really nice ones, okay?" 

Madoka would perk right back up, excited at the chance to test her skills. She would drag Hitomi by the hand and look around for a clearer place on school grounds. "Now I need you to look at me. Good. Now what would I have to do to get you to give me a really happy smile?"

Hitomi would think about it for a bit. "Take me to dinner?" She only meant it because she was hungry, but Madoka would take it to mean she wanted a date and would blush a little and suddenly hide behind her camera. "W-we'll see." She would stutter, and this cute reaction of hers would make Hitomi smile in a way that was perfect for the photo. 

"C-click." 

[kyoko---daily]

Is it weird that I actually found Hitomado fanart?