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/r9k/ elsa archive 2

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No.57310950
>making ramen
>using chopsticks for authenticity. no weeaboo
>wanna watch something in the den
>find sis and boyfriend snuggling on the couch
>my perfect, cute, petite, perfect, adorable, perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, tiny, perfect sister
>she fits perfectly on top of him
>hear something snap in my hands
>Huh. I guess that trope about breaking chopsticks when you're mad is true.
>too bad they don't tell you about the blood...
Three stitches and a 2 inch sliver that they had to cut my palm open for.
At least driving me to the clinic stopped them from snuggling.
No.57311923
>Sister A and Cousin R come home back from the cabin at the lake
>Theyre talking in the kitchen while K and E are out in the front yard talking about swords or something
>Listen without looking like I'm paying attention while I make myself a hot cocoa
>R asks A if she got lucky last night
>Heart starts pounding and almost drop my mug
>A says she doesn't want to rush into anything with K
>Sigh out loud in relief
>Cousin R overhears me
>Starts teasing me about having a crush on K myself and being jealous A gets to spend so much time with him
>Eyes go as wide as the fjords with anger and an avalanche of snowghetti comes rolling down the north mountain
>S-S-SHUT THE FUCK UP Y-Y-YOU TITTY MONSTER I yell at cousin R
>Run back to my room and cry into my pillow
No.57312443
fuckfuckfuck robots, it finally fucking happened
>parents taking weekend trip to cottage up north
>sister A has boyfriend K and cousin R and her boyfriend E over
>be hiding in room trying not to think about how K is probably going to give sister A her the D tonight
>hear pounding on door
>ignore
>R screams "OPEN FOR THE FUN BRIGADE, ANONETTE" through the door
>open door
>E has a can of shit beer in either hand, shoves one at me
>E: "NOBODY EXPECTS THE FUN BRIGADE"
>K carrying a case in either hand
>A and R clearly already had a few, flushed
>A grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me back down to edge of bed
>can't breathe
>A: "We're going to play truth or dare!"
>fuck it, take a drink
>four beers later, shit is getting weird
>K likes his dog a lot
>A asks for dare
>E: "Make out with Anonnette."
>R splutters something and looks horrified
>oh shit
>A asks K if he cares
>K definitely doesn't care
>oh shit
>stammer, try to say something
>A looks at me
>oh shit
>she straddles me and pushes me down on the bed
>places her hand against my neck
>stops right before the kiss, smiles, giggles
>she kisses me
>she fucking kisses me and sucks on my bottom lip
>not sure if I contained the moan
>then it's over
>she giggles and flounces over to K, pecks him on the cheek
fucking
hell
>>EAT MAH MOOF stories at http://pastebin.com/VqPXpf4M
No.57317868
>Been WoW'ing all night
>watch hour, it's 6.30 in the morning
>Go to the kitchen to get some snakc
>About to enter the kitchen when suddenly sister A shows up like this.
>"Morning E"
>Avalanch on Mount Snowghetti
>Run back to my room
>[Incest thoughts intensifies]
No.57337080
>be recovering robot
>finally enjoying life
>finally getting laid
>hanging out with nice, popular normalfag cousin
>suddenly, nam flashbacks
>greentext floating everywhere
>cousin looks like a fucking slut, acts like a dumb whore
>see my reflection in the mirror
>tryhard cyborg cumdumpster
>start crying and spilling spaghetti, robot mode engaged
>boyfriend comes in and saves me
>tfw relapsing
I blame it on a my other cousin. She's deep in the robot hole, and she's leading me back in.
Backslide feels, /r9k/?
----------------------------
R, this is E. You sound like a pussy.
------------------
Oh fuck, it's you two again? You've been shitting up /r9k/ for the last TWO months with your blogshit garbage.
SAGE GOES IN EVERY FIELD. GO HOME NORMALFAGS, SHUT UP ROBOT
No.57338408
>christmas is coming up
>A is a huge christmas freak and loves to do all the classic holiday crap
>invites me to go out caroling with R and K christmas eve
>torn between wanting to spend time with A and loathing the thought of making strangers listen to my horrific singing voice
>she manages to drag me out at last
>its snowing lightly and we've gone to the town square and sang under the big tree for a while
>my throat hurts
>weve already sang this one already
>my ears are cold
>i wish i was at home eating fish
>finally we head home and say goodbye to R and K
>as we walk up to the front steps of our house A leans in close to me
>"E"
>"um, yeah A?"
>oh jeez
>i can feel her breath on me
>have her eyes always been this bright
>she puts her hand on my shoulder
>hhnnnnggg that smile i cant take it
>"I just wanted to say you sang beautifully tonight"
>MAXIMUM AUTISM MODE ENGAGED
>i slip and fall right there on the slippery walk
>accidentally pull A down with me and we collapse right on the pavement
>i hit my head and im bleeding all over the fresh fallen snow
>"shit! E, are you alright?"
>my head is throbbing and dizzy as shit
>i look up to see A who's still on top of me with a look of shock and concern on her perfect face
>"y-you too"
No.57350417
>Lounging around house in shorts and hoodie
>Cause I’m the only one in the house
>Hooray loneliness
>Decide to catch up on some comics that aren’t digital
>Let’s see, nope I read all my batgirl stuff…
>Meh guess I can reread some Doctor Doom
>Where the hell is my favorite Doom story
>Hmm A probably grabbed it to read the last time she was visiting
>Should I really go looking through my sister’s room
>Eh why not
>She’s always telling me her door is open for me
>Slink out of room making my way to sister’s room
>When did the house get so big
>Finally enter sister’s room and be greeted by much color, so bright
>Suddenly feel like I don’t belong
>tfw pushing that thought way back so I can cry about it later
>Where would she keep my comics she’s currently reading
>Hmm
>The books on her desk indicate it might be there
>Check the spines and sure enough there’s the comic I was looking for
>Grab it and about to get out of there when I realize all the books on top of it are on the floor now
>Oh God, sister will know I’ve been here if I leave it
>Hastily get them back in order when I realize a picture fell out of one
>Do I dare look?
>Give into curiosity and turn the picture around
>Oh fuck
>It’s a picture of a blonde girl
>In just a thong and a small tank top
>Do nothing but stare at it for several minutes
>Why would she have this
>Mind immediately goes to the gutter
>Sweatingman.jpg
>I’m a horrible person
>Just randomly place it in one of the books I knocked over
>Set everything back to the way it was
>tfw promptly noping the fuck back to my room after making sure it looks like I didn’t enter
…A-at least I got my comic.
No.57350910
>tfw forced to pick up your sister after her lacrosse practice
>Decide to get out of the car and wait by the bleachers for some messed up reason
>The shorts are too short
>It’s too hot out
>See that practice is done and sister must be in the locker room showering
>tfw daydream about sweaty sister showering
>End up hearing some giggling coming from where the locker rooms must be located
>Damn it
>Curiosity gets the best of me and I look up
>tfw locking eyes with two delicious brown fit goddesses
>Ohnoaboner.jpg
>tfw fighting blush as I look away
>Another around of giggles
>“Aaww. He must be shy, Kida.”
>Oh fuck they saw me staring
>“Why don’t we go say hello, Poca…”
>I don’t catch the rest cause I’m trying to quickly seal all muh spaghetti before it spills out
>Quickly glance back up in their direction
>tfw holy fuck, they’re coming closer and I can see those wonderful girl abs
>Yougonetoofarthistimeboner.jpg
>“Hey Handsome, you wanna go get some coffee with us?”
>Fail miserably at fighting of the blush they gave me
>tfw they giggle cause of my blush
>I can do this, spaghetti’s sealed away
>Mutter a reply about picking up my sister
>It wasn’t enough
>They mention that my sister could tag along
>tfw body is trying to imitate a stoplight by way of blushing from imagining all three
>Fucking girls biting their lips as they wait for a reply
>Can’t think
>Autism Status: Override in progress
>Come up with an excuse about seeing sister going to the parking lot
>One of them licks their lip, while the other looks away like they’re debating something
>“Aw, well if you want to go out later call me.”
>tfw one of the girls grabs my hand and proceeds to write her number on my palm
>Why is her hand so soft
>Feel my hands start to shake
>tfw I run away before she finishes writing her number
>I just wanted to pick up my sister from practice
FML
I ended up sending my sister a text saying I was in a parking lot and hid in the car until she got in it.
No.57353461
Who’s ready for possible feels?
>tfw your sister tries to invite you to one of her stupid highschool parties
>End up turning it down since parents aren’t forcing me to look after her
>Hear sister reluctantly leave my room and go to the party
>tfw resisting guilt and firmly tell myself I’m not going
>Nope, definitely not going
>…
>Fuck it
>I’m going
>tfw you don’t want her to know you’re worried
>So I throw on a disguise
>I end up kinda looking like Haruka Ten’ou
>Don’t give a fuck
>Sister’s more important
>Finally get to the stupid party
>There’s too many people here
>The music’s too loud
>Girls wont’ stop giggling
>tfw trying to find sister and keep getting catcalls thrown my way
>Eugh
>Fucking whores
>Can’t take it anymore
>Go outside to clear my head before restarting the search for sister
>“Hey cutie, what are you doing out here all alone?”
>Resist urge to face palm and be snarky
>Gonna promptly tell that girl to fuck off, I have no time for bitches
>Turn around
>Oh lawd it’s my sister
>Oooooh that outfit
>Looks downright criminal
>tfw she looks so adorable with that blush on her face
>She’s probably buzzed
>Realize she’s waiting for me to reply
>“I-I’m looking for someone. She said she’d be here.”
>tfw sister comes across as ultra-sexy when she bites her lip
>“Maybe, I can help you find her.”
>I have to resist sudden urge to say something incredibly corny
>In a messed up display of folly I start talking to her without revealing who I am
>Why is she licking her lips?
>I resist urge to have all the spaghetti spill out
>Eventually we move beyond small talk
>tfw I suddenly realize she’s been flirting with me
>She hasn’t stopped flirting
>I end up tripping over myself and end up flirting as well
No.57353476
>>57353461
>Sometime later, the conversation moves onto if we have siblings
>Stutter out I have a younger sister
>“Really? That’s cool, ‘anon’. You know you remind me of my older sister…”
>Oh no
>“Not many people realize it but she’s pretty great. They say she’s kinda cold and distant, but I can see pass that. She usually helps me when it matters most, and doesn’t hold my hand when it comes to certain issues. Unlike my parents…though I kinda think she doesn’t know how much she means to me.”
>My heart
>Squeak out a reassuring reply while trying to avoid her gaze
>tfw resisting the urge to cry so damn hard
>Guilt for being such a bitch isn’t helping either
>Look away to help strengthen myself so I can speak without activating bitch tears
>Just now realize how late it’s gotten
>Party winding down
>Fuck gotta get out of here so she doesn’t find out
>Make an excuse to leave
>“O-ok, ‘anon’. Maybe we can see each other in school and…maybe study together.”
>“Y-yeah sure, s-see you tomorrow.”
>Suddenly she hugs me
>Knees weak, arms heavy
>“See you tomorrow then, ‘anon’.”
>Here comes spaghetti
> “Y-you too”
>tfw I get out of there like Gojira’s attacking as the world’s brightest blush adorns my face
The worst part is, that she came home and told me about this really handsome guy she met at the party.
She wouldn’t stop talking about how they totally connected and she felt sparks when she hugged him.
Fuck, why is it raining so hard?
I want to die.
No.57354222
>Walking around fucking gamestop
>Why is it so empty
>Just trying to find something to play in between raids and ladder matches
>Looking for anything really, maybe something that’s not an rts
>Wait
>Why am I trying to find something to play again?
>Oh yeah, finally got that 9fag child to fuck off
>Hello Darkness, my old friend
>See a redhead manning the cashier
>Eugh
>Look again
>Holy shit it’s actually that qt 3cool5me girl from College that I’m kinda friends with
>Look for something reflective so I can at least look semi-decent
>Eh I look good enough
>Swing by the Wiiu section and just grab something at random
>Monster Hunter
>Don’t give no fucks cause I’ll probably return it
>Take the longest walk up to the counter
>tfw trying to building up nerve
>Holy shit, why is it so empty
>Torn between wanting her to recognize me and not as I reach the counter
>Nuohmygod she does
>tfw prepared to fight off horrible blush
>“Anonette?! Oh wow…I almost didn’t recognize you!”
>Huh
>Oh right I’m in comfortable clothes
>Ergo I look androgynous
>Try to smile normally but fuck it up into a goofy half smile as I reply
>She starts making small talk
>Slip into unused social mode cause I feel mildly comfortable
>Everything’s going better than expected
>Still can’t figure out why she occasionally bites her lip
>Everything’s going a little too well if I’m side tracked enough to reserve a game
>Continue talking for a bit since no one else is really there
>“Sooo anonette, my shift ends in a few minutes…wanna go grab something to eat?”
>tfw resisting the urge to blush but I’m sure a little bit makes its way onto my cheeks
>“S-sure, An.”
>She flashes me a beatific smile and tells me to wait five minutes while she finishes up her shift
>tfw I can’t stop this blush from covering my face
The fuck am I supposed to do robots?
Fuck it! I’ll just go to dinner with her.
No.57358211
>tfw its night and you’re trying to fall asleep
>I'm trying to relax by reading a batman book where the villain’s Mister Freeze
>Cause some of his stories give me chills
>tfw enjoying the story and getting sleepy
>Suddenly there’s a soft knock on my door
>The fuck?
>Who could that be?
>tfw you find out it’s your baby sister
>Looking so damn cute in her pajamas
>“Hey Anonette…is it alright if I sleep in your bed tonight, like when we were little?”
>That small voice
>Dose pleading eyes
>Oh fuck my heart
>Reluctantly agree and she gives me a cute little yawn as thanks
>tfw we both crawl into bed and resist the urge to cuddle with her.
>Decision is taken out of my hands when she pulls me into a hug and cuddles
>tfw fighting the blush and the warm feelings such cuddling gives you
>Meh I’ll finish my story and try to get to sleep
>Sister ends up asking what I’m reading as she’s trying to stay awake
>Resist immediate urge to get her a full summary of everything that’s happened so far in the story
> “A…batman comic involving Mister Freeze.”
>She just sends me an adorably cute smile as she lays her head on my shoulder
>Fuck I’m going to get a heart attack if she’s any cuter
>“He sounds pretty cool.”
>I will not laugh at that pun
>Nope won’t do it.
>…
>“Ahahehehaheh”
>Fuck I laughed
>”You have a pretty laugh, Anonette. You should laugh som…zzzzz”
>tfw face lights up to red factor five cause sister’s sleepy compliment is too adorably heart wrenching
>Look down to see if she realizes what she does me to
>tfw she’s sleeping soundly on my chest
>No sleep for me then
>Cause gotta resist the possibility of her waking up to find my hands all over her
>tfw you end up passing out at the crack of dawn and you wake up to find her missing
Still worth it, cause I probably held her in my arms while I slept.
No.57368773
>be in college
>ace advanced calculus course
>get asked to be TA for old prof, offers some credit hours for it
>prof promises I won't have to lecture, just grade tests and answer some emails
>don't really want to, will cut into raid time
>decide to do it, what's the worst that could happen?
>month into semester, first test coming up
>FUCKING DROWNING IN EMAILS ASKING FOR HELP
>try to answer most
>class begs for study session still
>prof pawns it off on me
>fuckfuckfuck
>sopissed, betrayal
>missing raid, goddamn it
>show up to study session
>tfw people from other math classes showed up
>tfw classroom packed
>"anonette, could you go over the review questions on the board?"
>imminent autism mode
>remember cousin R's advice: "Pretend you're the raid leader!"
>go up to board
>back scorching from all the fucking eyes on me
>do math, explain steps
>glance over shoulder, people nodding and taking notes
>okay, not bad so far...
>session went okay
>some people stay behind to ask more questions
>tfw some girls start flirting with me
>"hey, anonette, I heard you're really smart, do you do private tutoring? you explain the concepts so well!"
>tired from nerves, no snowghetti left to exude
>never doing this again
>say no
>people finally leave
>hear someone from my class tell girl who asked for tutoring that I'm a girl
>wat.jpg
>not again
>why does everybody think I'm a guy
and that's not it, folks.
>go home
>raid's over, about to go level an alt
>sister A knocks on door, asks how study session went
>shyly asks for help on her math homework
>still tired
>can't resist that face
>spend rest of night helping A
>mfw got nothing done online that night
have never hated math more, anons.
No.57368841
>Be siscon
>Sister borrows batgirl book
>Make WOW alt character named after Sister A
>Fucking around with Transmog
>Find amazing leather bikini set
>Hungry, go make some Ramen
>Leave game open
>Come back, book sitting right in front of my monitor, door open
How fucked am I robots?
No.57369377
>Rush to Sisters room
>Stare at door for a full minute
>"What are you staring at Anonette?"
>She's right fucking behind me
>Spagetti explodes out of pockets
>"N-n-n-nuh-!"
>Can't fucking speak
>Sister spends a full minute laughing her ass off
>Goes back to her room
>Playing skyrim
>Has self insert character in full Forsworn
>Leave
>Face looks like a shiny red balloon.
No.57369716
>be walking in park
>parents said it'd be 'good' for me
>wearing Hawaiian shirt i bought at walmart
>hear someone yelling at me
>"Same shirt!!!"
>realize some guy is waving
>he's...beckoning me
>'same shirt!!!'
>trudge over, defeated
>he offers his hand in high five
>spak
>"walmart!!! yeah!!!'
No.57369732
>tfw gotta pick up sister from school cause she stayed after to talk to a teacher
>Meh I’ll wait in front of the school so she can see me
>It’s too nippy
>Fuck shoulda worn more than a zipped up hoodie
>About ready to pull out my phone so I don’t get bored.
>“Hey Handsome, gotta pick up your sister again?”
>I end up locking eyes with one of the delicious brown fit girls I saw the last time I picked up A
>Now is not the time for this boner
>Meet her eyes again and I realize she’s coming closer
>Oh no
>tfw you try to tell DBFG that you’re a girl but she silences you with a finger
>Stop it body, now is not the time for blushing
>“Oh I know you’re a girl, however it won’t stop me from doing this.”
>The hell is she tal-
>Fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuck
>She’s kissing me
>Mind’s foggy
>tfw when you get the feeling you’re in danger but don’t know it
> “…What the fuck are you two doing!?”
>Wat.jpg
>Oh fuck it’s A
>DBFG says something smug to A
>Can’t really tell
>Too busy trying to come back from that kiss
>tfw getting dragged back to the cause I haven’t rebooted
>I come to while A’s driving us home
>“Um…k-kinda curious A, but why are you so mad?”
>tfw yonger sister screams at you in fury while telling you to shut up and mind your own business
>Can’t do anything but try and figure out why she’s so angry
>Seriously, kinda disconcerting
…I still don’t know what she was so angry about.
No.57369882
>been making gunplas for a while now
>I don't even watch this show
>just like how it calms me down
>sis notices
>says she has a surprise for me
>nice box
>open it up
>it's a Ford model-T kit
>she's so happy...
>T... thanks, sis!
>Model-T now sits on my main shelf next to Tallgeese and 00.
It's the thought that counts, /r9k/.
No.57372216
Why am I such a screw up?
>A is smart, funny, cute
>I am not
>A is popular and outgoing
>I am not
>A is young and energetic
>I am not (and never was)
>A knows exactly what she wants to be
>I do not
.
.
.
>A has a boyfriend
>I do not
It hurts. It hurts a lot.
No.57372632
>tfw watching other couples being happy
>tfw you wish you could experience that
>Instead of feeling hollow
>tfw undeserving of your young sister’s love
>tfw you know she deserves better than a disgusting failure as an older sibling
>tfw you’re a worthless older sibling that can’t protect or even comfort your sibling
>tfw you’re the black sheep of the family
>tfw you know you’re insignificant
>tfw realizing you don’t deserve to considered human
>tfw you decide to stop being a stain on your sister’s life
…at least I’ll sleep forever
>tfw I sometimes just want to kill myself.
No.57373633
>tfw sister is out of state for a match
>tfw cousin isn't around to give me any close calls
>tfw no WoW raids
>tfw parents aren't breathing down my neck
>tfw no... no bad feels.
I took a walk outside today. The snow is starting to melt where I live, and the sun is peeking through the clouds.
>tfw it's nice to be alive
Good feels, thread, /r9k/. We can have them every once in a while too.
No.57373700
>Got into a fight with my parents about finishing school before dinner
>Sister walks into the middle of it and asks why I didn't finish so I could move out and have my own life and family
>end up tossing over the party snacks she was working on for when her friends come over later
>run away to my ice cold room and slam the door
>feel the dirt creeping over me
>leave to go take a shower
>come back
>sister waiting inside my door ambushes me with a hug and kisses me all over my face and neck
>says she believes in her big sister
>says she's always there for me even if I get mad about her trying to help
>still cry myself to sleep, but for the first time in forever it's not because I'm sad
No.57373884
>Family plane trip
>Take aisle seat because Sister A wants window
>Annoyed at all the plebs passing by me in the aisle
>A's excited to take off as this is our first plane trip
>She's bouncing up and down in her seat
>Too qt, struggle to hold it together
>onlyacouplehoursicandothis
>Flight takes off
>Trying my best to keep it cool as A stares out the window and 'ooh's and 'ah's at the sights
>A realizes what she's doing and turns back shyly, apologizing for blocking my view and trying to give me one
>Holy fuck staring at you is all I need, fuck the clouds and landscape
>A is looking at me, almost too much
>"W-what?"
>A comments that the reflection of the sky on my eyes combined with the dark plane interior accentuates their color beautifully
>She's staring intently
>I freeze, my back starts to sweat
>Staring contest
>Fuck fuck fuck I never knew you could sweat spaghetti
>Oh god A's eyes are gorgeous
>Sweaghetti
>Finally she turns away back to the window while humming
>I bolt for the back of the plane
>Past the line for the restrooms
>Snatch one of those small water bottles
>Chug it, I'm sure I got some looks from people in line
>Manage to make my way back to my seat
>A looks over as I sit back down
>Remarks again on my eyes, starts to stare again
>Oh god no
>I pull my cap over my eyes and sink into my seat, saying I'm going to sleep
>Can't sleep
But wait there's more...
No.57374438
>>57373884
Later
>Feel a tug on my sleeve
>Peek out from under my cap
>A is asking if she could get through for the restroom
>Blank for a moment
>"O-oh! Yeah, whatever, just let me..."
>Try to wriggle deeper into my seat to let her pass
>She gets up to shuffle past
>Puts one of her legs in between mine
>Suddenly this was a horrible idea
>I should've just gotten out of my seat
>By now A's derriere is in my face and she's so, so close to rubbing against me
>Mr. Freeze
>The small of her back right there in front of my face
>Oh god I want to bury my face in it
>Hug it
>Lick it
>What if she slips and falls into my la-
>Fucker in front of me with headphones on suddenly reclines
>She does
>Adrenaline
>FULL FFFFFFapaghetti
>A tries to recover on my lap, taps the douche on her shoulder
>I can't think
>A is apologizing, asking the hambeast if it could raise its seat back up
>It takes everything I can muster to keep my simultaneously limp and twitchy arms still
>Can't stop the trembles
>I'm so glad I can't have boners
>Now A is apologizing to me
>I think I growled something at her in response
>None of this was her fault you fuck
>Fuck fuck fuck me
>A looks embarrassed
>She finally makes it through and walks away down the aisle
>Still trying to suppress the adrenaline trembles
>Thank god the plane is dark
Just wait until she gets back...
No.57375625
>>57374438
A finally gets back
>I startle before fumbling with my safety belt
>It's no use, my fingers are overdone spaghetti
>She has an open bottle of water from the back
>Finally I hear a click from the release and jump up from my seat
>Head bumps the bottle in her hand
>Water in my hair
>A gasps and whispers an apology
>'Nice going, faggot,' I snarl to myself
>A immediately reaches up for the overhead to get a towel from our packs, placing the bottle on the compartment edge
>I stutter and try to tell her it's all right, shaking the droplets from my hair before looking up
>Frozen by the view
>A's torso, slightly arched towards me, her body stretched up and out like a cat
>The front of her shirt lifted just a tad, her wonderful midriff exposed
>Just to me
>She can't see me staring
>She can't STOP me staring
>The light from the window falls softly on her skin, clearly defining her rectus abdominis
>Like sunlight rolling off of peach hills
>Gulp
>I wish my eyes had a screenshot function
>Or that I was a good enough drawfag to sketch this impossibly perfect model
>Thunk
>The bottle bounces off my head
>A accidentally knocked it off with her elbow while rummaging
>Now my hair is undeniably wet
>She lets out a small squeal of horror
>Lucky it missed my clothes
>A is next to me with her favorite blue towel
>I try to take it from her as graciously as possible
>Conceal the spaghetti
>Retain your dignity
>Instead she proceeds to towel my hair herself, all the while whispering sorry over and over
>I stare blankly before instinctively grabbing her wrist
>"I can dry myself," that came out too harsh
>I can't see her sorry expression from under the towel
>Seconds pass
>Giggle
>Huh?
>I look up
>A's looking at me
>"E, did I ever tell you why that's my favorite towel?"
>My brows scrunch a little as I hesitantly shake my head
>"It's the perfect shade of blue. I-it reminds me of you..." she trails off
>Toweling stops
No.57376528
>>57375625
>"It does! A-And the purple trim complements you perfectly!"
>I thrust the towel back into her hands, my hair dry enough
>"Be more careful next time, and-"
>A looks crestfallen
>Crack in my chest. Why am I such an asshole?
>She proceeds to return the towel to her pack
>Doubt she heard my mumble of thanks
>Why am I such a piece of shit
>A is still rummaging
>What is she looking for
>Looks like she's having trouble finding it
>Instead of taking her bag out of the compartment, she puts one foot on the side edge of my seat and steps up
>Who does that
>A is reaching in, scouring the depths of the compartment for her prize
>Meanwhile, front row seat up her shirt
>That warm midriff, those toned abs
>Perfection.
>Oh, oh god. I-is she wearing a bra?
>She's bent over, can't see
>Sweat beads
>A lets out a satisfied sigh and lowers herself, airline blankets in one hand
>So that's what she wanted...
>She closes the compartment and holds the blankets a little shyly
>I'm looking up at her, almost too keenly
>Catch myself
>Dart up from my seat to let her through
>Face to face with A
>Literally an inch away
>A looks a little taken aback
>Pasta machine of sweat activated once again by proximity
>Strands of spaghetti making their way down my back
>Breathing almost too heavily
>Shit I think I'm starting to hyperventilate
>"L-let me get out firs..."
>Awkward crab shuffle to the side out of her way
>She giggles and obliges
>I swear I think she pressed herself against me when going by
>Another giggle
>A plops down contentedly in her seat, arms death-gripping the blankets
Oh god why is economy class so fucking cramped!? The parents got to fly first class!
No.57378043
>>57376528
>A is looking up at me
>I'm still standing there like an idiot trying to calm my breath
>"E?"
>She's unfolding the blankets eagerly in her lap
>I fall into my seat
>Connect my safety belt, tighten it all the way
>It's uncomfortable but I don't care
>Cross my arms on the armrests
>"You found your blankets, A. Now go to sleep."
>Sulk into the corner on my side, chastised by my own thoughts as I try to go to sleep facing away from A
>'Could you be anymore hostile? Why are you so hostile?'
>Pull my cap over my eyes again in a desperate attempt to hide what I think are my welling bitchtears of self-hate and frustration
>Light fades as I hear A slowly closing the window cover
>I feel my arm being pushed off of the armrest between us
>Whatever, she can have it if she wants
>I'll give her anything if it makes her happy
>'Then why is it so hard to smile?'
>'To say a nice word?'
>'To laugh off her completely accidental offense?'
>'That was also mainly caused by your own anxiety.'
>Fuck off fuck off fuck off
>Leave me alone
>The armrest was being raised
>Eh?
>Poof
>A's head drops unceremoniously against my shoulder, launching my heart off of a seesaw
>I twitch involuntarily, but A has her arm around me
>Pulling a blanket over us
>"Obviously one's for you too, E! I don't need two!" she giggle-whispers into my ear emphatically
>Whiteness in my head
>No voices to accurately convey this feeling
>I come to when A snuggles against my side
>She rubs her face back and forth against the fabric of my shoulder sleeve
>"I always liked the material of this shirt. One reason I got it for you. It's comfy."
>I liked it too. It really is comfy
>The softness of her fair cheek from under the fabric
>The strands of her luxuriant hair stroking and teasing my hand peeking out from under my crossed arms
>The rise and fall of her breathing
>I try to stop the heave and ho of mine from drowning out hers
No.57380689
>>57378043
>Bass percussion in my chest drumming up a furious beat
>Furious. Fucking furious.
>Pulverizing my crossed arms into noodles
>Hulk couldn't smash harder even if he was mad
>Shouldn't have tightened that seat belt so much
>'It's uncomfortable, isn't it?'
>Shut up, my mind
> "...E? You don't mind this, do you?"
>Mind shuts up. An arm slowly wraps around me.
>A's voice sounded timid, as if worried I would spurn her
>As if my throbbing heart would let me
>Holding me hostage, it'd sooner burst than allow that
> "Y-you know... Like when we would keep each other company on sick days as kids... So the other wouldn't feel left out..."
>Ice in my chest. Down my spine. Through my fucking everything. Buried in a fucking glacier for a thousand years like a goddamn mammoth.
>What use is its fur or a blanket against this chill? This cold sweaghetti.
> "Remember how Mama and Papa would always try to keep us away from each other to keep us both from getting sick? Telling us over and over for our own sakes..."
>Spaghettears... I could start my own pasta company with all the new methods I was discovering
> "But then we always found a way back together under the sheets with each other..."
>A began to shake against my side
>Fuck, I made her cry
> "...hee, and then it would always end up with BOTH of us sick, heehee."
>She was laughing?
> "And then we'd both be in bed together for twice the time it would've taken you or me to get well, hee-"
>Laughter like spring
>Cut through the heart, cold and clear
> "-hee, and then whoever got better first would be all stubborn and stay in the bed until the other got better too, heeheehee."
>That giggle. My heart.
>Split the ice apart
> "Come to think of it, it really WOULD have been smarter to stay away. That way we could have recovered faster and had more time to play together."
>I would gladly spend three weeks sick in bed with you than a day without
I wasn't prepared for what came next. Never in a thousand years.
No.57399148
>>57398971
>I would gladly spend three weeks sick in bed with A than a day without
>I want to voice this
>I wish I knew how to voice this
>I wish I had the guts to voice this
>No Guts, No Glory, E
>gutsandglory gutsandglory gutsandglo-
> "...but I think having to be away from you for a week was worse than any flu or cold or anything else we could've had."
>A's arm around me tightens
>And breaks the frozen heart
>Shattering in frozen fractals all around
>Fucking fuck fuck fuckity-fuck FUCK
> "Hee, and now that I think about it, I think those were some of my favorite memories of us as kids. Just you and me, sharing our warmth and misery with each other until we got through it together."
>I tensed. They were some of my favorite too.
>Huddling in each others' arms until we couldn't bear the heat anymore
>Parents trying to separate us so our temperatures would subside faster
>Talking about every little thing when we were both awake enough
>About what we wanted to do when we were big, about all the chocolate and ice cream we would eat when we were well again, about the games we'd play the moment we could both run again, about the awesome things we'd do together when-
>Sniff.
>I can't tell if the sniffle's from me or from A.
>"S-sorry if I'm bothering you... I-it's just... looking down at the towns and trees from the clouds... Remember how we used to go stargazing in the mountains?"
>Where was A going with this?
>"Like looking up at the stars in the cold air. But instead of seeing how big everything was out there, I saw how small the world could be... And it makes you think about how small and pointless some things can be... and maybe even realize what's really important."
>Apprehension. Or was it anticipation?
She does have a point about the world... Guys I have no fucking clue where this is going. Fuck.
No.57400573
>>57399148
>It's really hot under this blanket
>The tight seat belt doesn't help either
>The hambeast in front of us is snoring
> "I-I miss those times, you know? D-do you mind if we can be like that again? Just for the rest of this plane ride."
>I-
>I have-
>I mean-
>This godd-
>How could I-
>Ever have-
>Let this-
>Go?
>Wh-
>'What else?'
>Welcome back, Voice.
>Pause
>I can hear my heavy breathing
>I can feel my heaving chest
>I can sense my flushed face
>"e-E? You're not angry, are you?"
>She's misinterpreting everything
>My fingers stumble under the sheets
>Let it go
>Is it the spaghetti or just the fact these seat belts suck?
>Let it go
>Loosen my seat belt
>Can't hold it back anymore
>Take my arms out from under the sheets
>A looks up apprehensively
>I can breath again
>I reach out my arm for A
>Try to wrap it around her shoulder
>Hand pauses inches away, like a goddamn mime
>W-why can't I-
>P-pat her on the shoulder twice before settling into my corner of my seat
>"I-if it floats your boat, A."
>Extemporaneous speech is not my forte
>'THE FUCK WAS THAT?'
>Shut up, you didn't help
>'THAT'S 'LETTING IT GO'!?'
>Fuck o-
>POOF
>A's head once again falls emphatically against my shoulder
>Her arm wraps around me
> "Heehee, not even a GLACIER could sink THIS ship!"
The End[spoiler]???[/spoiler]
No.57401939
>>57400573
>A adjusts her pose. Curling up, trying to get cozier.
>Find myself smiling
>How big do you think our seats are, girl?
>A rubs against my side
>Contented sigh
>Or was it a moan?
>From who?
>Look over at A
>Head on my shoulder, eyes closed
>Smile on her face
>Kick myself
>A smile I'd long forgotten
>Not the toothy laugh that had always been her trademark
>A tightly closed thing of satisfaction and contentment stretching from cheek to speckled cheek
>From when I used to hold her hand when we were sick in bed together
>From when she would look up and beam at me from our secret Halloween stash, chocolate smeared over her freckles
>The feels
>The fucking feels
>What had I let go?
>How could I let it go?
>WHEN had I let it go?
>Something in my eye
>Wipe it
>Slowly inch hand towards A's cheek and her locks
>So close I can feel it
>So clo-
> "I'm glad you let me, E"
>Snatch hand back
>I thought she was asleep!
> "L-let you what?"
>Her head brushes against my arm again
> "Let me in, silly."
>Think of a good response, anyth-
> "Oh, a-any-"
> "I-I mean it's obvious there's been something troubling you..."
>Huh?
> "A-and since it was gonna be just the two of us spending so much time together on the plane, I-I thought it'd be a good time to talk,"
>O-oh no...
>Winter frost encroaching in my chest
> "Not just about back then but what's bothering you now."
>Crystallizing
>Body screams for out
>Why
>I don't know why
> "Mama and Papa say to leave you alone, that you'll get over it. But I can't when I see you like that... I don't know how."
>What am I supposed to-
>A raises her voice in a joking tone
> "And, after all, misery loves company, right?"
>What I said the first time I crawled into sick A's bed
>Before I know it seat belt's unbuckled
>I'm standing up in my seat
>Ice fortress risen once more
>The hambeast lets out a roar of a snore
> "E...!"
>Turn and ditch for the rear of the plane
>A's hurt expression of torment and turmoil burned into my mind
Help...
No.57409828
>>57401939
>The lavatory door slams open
>Rush in, trying to close it behind me
>Fucking sliding mechanism gets caught
>Fucking fiddling with it until it releases
>Finally does
>Slam door shut
>Go to sink
>Want to wash my face
>Water flow is pathetic
>Let it collect in my cupped hands
>Stare at it eventually overflow
>Take my hands apart
>Let it go
>Slam a palm against the mirror
>I can't even look up at my face
>So look down at the water trickling away in the sink
>Why-
>Droplets drip
>Why can't I-
>Drop
>Why couldn't we just have enjoyed what we-
>Plop
>Why can't she leave things-
>Drip
>Those drops aren't from the faucet
>A-am I crying?
>Bring a hand up to my face
>Wet fingers can't tell the difference
>But the dripping's only increased
>Collect water in my hands again
>Splash my face
>Wash away my bitchtears
>Or I try to
>Floor shakes
>Plane bucks
>"The fu-!"
>Stumble
>Catch myself on the wall
>"The fuck was that?"
>Fiddle with the door again
>Intercom on
>Pilot's mumbling about turbulence and a storm ahead
>"I'll show you fucking turbulence..."
>Turn back to the sink
>Water flows again
>Can't even sort out the voices in my head
>Cup the water in my hands
>Splash my face
>Again
>Wash away my self-hate
>Failing
>'Why can't you simply enjoy the moment, live for the now?'
>Oh hi, Voice. Have you sorted things out?
>'Have you?'
>I'm talking to myself in my head. What do you think?
>'Why worry about the consequences later when the plane could fall out of the sky now?'
>Hilarious. That's not how turbulence works.
>Silence
>Splash
>I need to fix this
>'Fix what? Your crippling anxiety? Your "depraved" and "unholy" feelings for A? Your inability to face your prob-'
>You know what I mean
>'Okay. How?'
>Hell if I kn-
>Rumble
>I stagger
>More turbulence
>Fuck it
>Force the door open
Give me strength
No.57420018
>go to kitchen to make late night snack run
>fridge is so barren i found mankrik's wife
>about to give up when i spy a tuperware full of gingerbread men that A must have baked that evening
>score
>begin filling up my plate
>see one gingerbread thats kinda wonky around the waist
>wonky enough that it almost looks like a gingerbread lady
>get terrible stupid horny idea
>i pick up the gingerbread lady by her little cookie arms and begin whispering terrible naughty things to her
>before i know it im licking the thing all over and taking tiny little nips out of the arms and legs
>tongue-ing the fuck outta that gingerbread crotch when in sense someone behind me
>ohshitohshitohshit please dont be A dont let her see how much of a flaming autist i am
>its dad
>he just stares at me holding the mangled little cookie person in my hands
>finally he says "you think she put too much salt in those things too, huh?"
>i meekly nod
>run back upstairs
>too much shame to go back to rep grinding
No.57420667
>be me
>go to LCBS to get a birthday gift for a mate
>see green lantern kotobukiya statue
>perfect gift; must buy
>holy fuck cashier is hot
>hallelujahchorus.wav
>she starts telling me how she can't decide on which of the statues to get first
>asks me for my opinion
>can't form words around spaghetti in my mouth
>stutter something out about how i love WW
>cutest smile from cashier
>[spaghetti intensifies]
>want to ask for her number
>blurt out something about azzarello vs simone instead
>she hands me bag
>mount spaghetti
>"merry new year"
>fuck
>she giggles
>"you too"
i think it went okay.
No.57421261
>>57411048 (Dead)
>Standing there with my damp hair framing my face
>Water mixing with the remnants of my tears, tributaries flowing into the river Spaghetti
>A's eyes stay locked, trying to pierce the curtain of damp hair in front of my face and discern what's behind
>She has the courage to look me in the eye even when I push her away
>I can barely look at her face for fear of drowning in a storm of guilt
>Sit back down in my seat
> "E, what happened?"
>A is staring at my wet hair, still dripping water into my lap
>Sniffle, I think the moisture is starting to get chilly
> "H-heh, it's nothing... just some water I spilled during the turbulence, sniff"
>Her eyes widen even more
> "What were you doing?"
> "I-it really was nothing, A... jus... just clumsy, heh, not like you."
>I wrap my arms around my shoulders, rubbing them up and down my sleeves
>Can't tell if the shivering is from the cold or the adrenaline
>Try my best to give her a grin of A-Okay
>Pretty sure I failed
>Hold it together, E
>A instinctively moves closer to hug me
>Stand up before she does
>Reach for the overhead
>Can't see A's expression
>Hurry up hurry up
> "E?"
>I can't blame her for sounding anxious
>A's pack
>The spaghetti
>It gets in the way
>Where is it? Where?
>The zipper
>Rummage
>There!
> "What are you looking for?"
>I close the compartment flap and show her
>Her favorite blue towel with the purple trim
>Start toweling my hair
>Lower myself back into the seat
>I've been drying the same spot for a whole minute
>Don't even register the slight turbulence
>Force my hands to move
>Dry enough
>Look at the towel in my hands
>Rub the fabric between my fingers
>Fabric that's been all over A's-
>Up and down-
>In the most intimate-
>shitEholdittogether
>JUST A CLEAN TOWEL
> "y-y-you...you're right, A..."
>That look on her face when she's puzzled
>Hnggh-
>Hold. It. Together.
> "I like this towel... it's a nice towel."
No.57421685
>>57421261
>A blinks
>Hrng-
>Anymore and I'm going to have to clean up all the spaghetti with this towel
>FolditupbestIcanandreturnittotheoverhead
>Still a slight shiver
>Sniffle
> "Eheh, sniff... keep this up, sniff, and I'm gonna catch a cold before the plane lands..."
> "That's horrible, E! Go change into something dry!"
>Still thinking of others before yourself, A
> "But A... I like this shirt you gave me. The fabric, the color... Be-besides, it's not that wet,"
>Spaghetti gauge rising
> "No E! If you get sick you won't be able to join us! I'll have to stay in an-and,"
>A falters
> "Just like old days?"
>I can barely hear my whisper
> "Ye-no-... Y-yes!"
>Her cheeks are flushed
> "Is... is that so bad?"
>A looks flustered, before slowly shaking her head
>None can do these feels justice
>None
>I cross my arms and rub them again, trying to massage some warmth back in
>Trying to contain everything about to burst from my chest
>Trying to hold it together
> "I-I should be fine as long as I had something to keep me warm for the rest of the trip."
>I will my leaden arm up in a shitty excuse for an inviting gesture
>The shittiest
>Complete with a shitty excuse of a smile
>A doesn't seem to care
>I think the reddish-pink fringe of her eyes got redder
>I'll never know
>Her face is buried in my chest
>Both arms around me in a hug that would end any ice age
>Spaghetti Maximum
> "Don't worry, E. I'll keep you warm."
>Her muffled voice reverberates throughout my ribcage
>Shivers everywhere, amplifying
>Thank god she interpreted them as cold shivers
> "And- and if you do still catch a cold, I'll take care of you until you get better,"
>The shivers melt away
> "And we can go back out into the sun together,"
>I can feel it rising in my chest
> "Because you're worth it."
>No, no I'm not
>But I'll take it
>Because A deserves it
Everything went better than expected.
No.57422455
>>57421685
Post-credits. One last bit of spaghetti.
>Snuggled with A
>Turbulence has increased
>Her grip on me tightens with every rock and tumble
>Stifle a giggle
>"A, don't worry. Turbulence is normal. What you REALLY need to worry about is-"
>She snaps her face up, eyes almost watering as she pleads
>Oh god I can't
>"I know you're smart, E. But some things I don't need to know!"
>Repent.jpg
>"By the way, A, uh... where- where's my blanket?"
>She pauses, before looking around
>"I think you're sitting on it, E."
>ohthat'sright
>"I'll get it."
>A reaches down
>To somewhere her hands should never ever be
>Never
>Ever
>Ever
>And brushes against something soft... and slightly squishy
>Spaghetti XLR
>Bet You Can't Guess What This Button Does
>Almost explode-eject out of my seat
>Seat belt only thing holding me in
>Hyperventilation
>Cooling fans on overload
>Overheat
>Emergency shutdown imminent
>"Heehee, E, I don't remember you being so ticklish!"
>An impish grin on A's face
>Help.pdf
>"No, A, n- nononononono-"
>A throws the blankets over us
>And dives in
At- At least the rest of the ride was peaceful. [spoiler]Or not.[/spoiler]

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No.57310950
>making ramen
>using chopsticks for authenticity. no weeaboo
>wanna watch something in the den
>find sis and boyfriend snuggling on the couch
>my perfect, cute, petite, perfect, adorable, perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, tiny, perfect sister
>she fits perfectly on top of him
>hear something snap in my hands
>Huh. I guess that trope about breaking chopsticks when you're mad is true.
>too bad they don't tell you about the blood...
 
Three stitches and a 2 inch sliver that they had to cut my palm open for.
 
At least driving me to the clinic stopped them from snuggling.
 
 
No.57311923
>Sister A and Cousin R come home back from the cabin at the lake
>Theyre talking in the kitchen while K and E are out in the front yard talking about swords or something
>Listen without looking like I'm paying attention while I make myself a hot cocoa
>R asks A if she got lucky last night
>Heart starts pounding and almost drop my mug
>A says she doesn't want to rush into anything with K
>Sigh out loud in relief
>Cousin R overhears me
>Starts teasing me about having a crush on K myself and being jealous A gets to spend so much time with him
>Eyes go as wide as the fjords with anger and an avalanche of snowghetti comes rolling down the north mountain
>S-S-SHUT THE FUCK UP Y-Y-YOU TITTY MONSTER I yell at cousin R
>Run back to my room and cry into my pillow
 
 
No.57312443
fuckfuckfuck robots, it finally fucking happened
 
>parents taking weekend trip to cottage up north
>sister A has boyfriend K and cousin R and her boyfriend E over
>be hiding in room trying not to think about how K is probably going to give sister A her the D tonight
>hear pounding on door
>ignore
>R screams "OPEN FOR THE FUN BRIGADE, ANONETTE" through the door
>open door
>E has a can of shit beer in either hand, shoves one at me
>E: "NOBODY EXPECTS THE FUN BRIGADE"
>K carrying a case in either hand
>A and R clearly already had a few, flushed
>A grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me back down to edge of bed
>can't breathe
>A: "We're going to play truth or dare!"
>fuck it, take a drink
>four beers later, shit is getting weird
>K likes his dog a lot
>A asks for dare
>E: "Make out with Anonnette."
>R splutters something and looks horrified
>oh shit
>A asks K if he cares
>K definitely doesn't care
>oh shit
>stammer, try to say something
>A looks at me
>oh shit
>she straddles me and pushes me down on the bed
>places her hand against my neck
>stops right before the kiss, smiles, giggles
>she kisses me
>she fucking kisses me and sucks on my bottom lip
>not sure if I contained the moan
>then it's over
>she giggles and flounces over to K, pecks him on the cheek
 
fucking
hell
 
 
>>EAT MAH MOOF stories at http://pastebin.com/VqPXpf4M
 
 
No.57317868
>Been WoW'ing all night
>watch hour, it's 6.30 in the morning
>Go to the kitchen to get some snakc
>About to enter the kitchen when suddenly sister A shows up like this.
>"Morning E"
>Avalanch on Mount Snowghetti
>Run back to my room
>[Incest thoughts intensifies]
 
 
No.57337080
>be recovering robot
>finally enjoying life
>finally getting laid
>hanging out with nice, popular normalfag cousin
>suddenly, nam flashbacks
>greentext floating everywhere
>cousin looks like a fucking slut, acts like a dumb whore
>see my reflection in the mirror
>tryhard cyborg cumdumpster
>start crying and spilling spaghetti, robot mode engaged
>boyfriend comes in and saves me
>tfw relapsing
 
I blame it on a my other cousin. She's deep in the robot hole, and she's leading me back in.
 
Backslide feels, /r9k/?
 
----------------------------
R, this is E. You sound like a pussy.
------------------
Oh fuck, it's you two again? You've been shitting up /r9k/ for the last TWO months with your blogshit garbage.
 
SAGE GOES IN EVERY FIELD. GO HOME NORMALFAGS, SHUT UP ROBOT
 
 
No.57338408
>christmas is coming up
>A is a huge christmas freak and loves to do all the classic holiday crap
>invites me to go out caroling with R and K christmas eve
>torn between wanting to spend time with A and loathing the thought of making strangers listen to my horrific singing voice
>she manages to drag me out at last
>its snowing lightly and we've gone to the town square and sang under the big tree for a while
>my throat hurts
>weve already sang this one already
>my ears are cold
>i wish i was at home eating fish
>finally we head home and say goodbye to R and K
>as we walk up to the front steps of our house A leans in close to me
>"E"
>"um, yeah A?"
>oh jeez
>i can feel her breath on me
>have her eyes always been this bright
>she puts her hand on my shoulder
>hhnnnnggg that smile i cant take it
>"I just wanted to say you sang beautifully tonight"
>MAXIMUM AUTISM MODE ENGAGED
>i slip and fall right there on the slippery walk
>accidentally pull A down with me and we collapse right on the pavement
>i hit my head and im bleeding all over the fresh fallen snow
>"shit! E, are you alright?"
>my head is throbbing and dizzy as shit
>i look up to see A who's still on top of me with a look of shock and concern on her perfect face
>"y-you too"
 
 
No.57350417
>Lounging around house in shorts and hoodie
>Cause I’m the only one in the house
>Hooray loneliness
>Decide to catch up on some comics that aren’t digital
>Let’s see, nope I read all my batgirl stuff…
>Meh guess I can reread some Doctor Doom
>Where the hell is my favorite Doom story
>Hmm A probably grabbed it to read the last time she was visiting
>Should I really go looking through my sister’s room
>Eh why not
>She’s always telling me her door is open for me
>Slink out of room making my way to sister’s room
>When did the house get so big
>Finally enter sister’s room and be greeted by much color, so bright
>Suddenly feel like I don’t belong
>tfw pushing that thought way back so I can cry about it later
>Where would she keep my comics she’s currently reading
>Hmm
>The books on her desk indicate it might be there
>Check the spines and sure enough there’s the comic I was looking for
>Grab it and about to get out of there when I realize all the books on top of it are on the floor now
>Oh God, sister will know I’ve been here if I leave it
>Hastily get them back in order when I realize a picture fell out of one
>Do I dare look?
>Give into curiosity and turn the picture around
>Oh fuck
>It’s a picture of a blonde girl
>In just a thong and a small tank top
>Do nothing but stare at it for several minutes
>Why would she have this
>Mind immediately goes to the gutter
>Sweatingman.jpg
>I’m a horrible person
>Just randomly place it in one of the books I knocked over
>Set everything back to the way it was
>tfw promptly noping the fuck back to my room after making sure it looks like I didn’t enter
 
…A-at least I got my comic.
 
 
No.57350910
>tfw forced to pick up your sister after her lacrosse practice
>Decide to get out of the car and wait by the bleachers for some messed up reason
>The shorts are too short
>It’s too hot out
>See that practice is done and sister must be in the locker room showering
>tfw daydream about sweaty sister showering
>End up hearing some giggling coming from where the locker rooms must be located
>Damn it
>Curiosity gets the best of me and I look up
>tfw locking eyes with two delicious brown fit goddesses
>Ohnoaboner.jpg
>tfw fighting blush as I look away
>Another around of giggles
>“Aaww. He must be shy, Kida.”
>Oh fuck they saw me staring
>“Why don’t we go say hello, Poca…”
>I don’t catch the rest cause I’m trying to quickly seal all muh spaghetti before it spills out
>Quickly glance back up in their direction
>tfw holy fuck, they’re coming closer and I can see those wonderful girl abs
>Yougonetoofarthistimeboner.jpg
>“Hey Handsome, you wanna go get some coffee with us?”
>Fail miserably at fighting of the blush they gave me
>tfw they giggle cause of my blush
>I can do this, spaghetti’s sealed away
>Mutter a reply about picking up my sister
>It wasn’t enough
>They mention that my sister could tag along
>tfw body is trying to imitate a stoplight by way of blushing from imagining all three
>Fucking girls biting their lips as they wait for a reply
>Can’t think
>Autism Status: Override in progress
>Come up with an excuse about seeing sister going to the parking lot
>One of them licks their lip, while the other looks away like they’re debating something
>“Aw, well if you want to go out later call me.”
>tfw one of the girls grabs my hand and proceeds to write her number on my palm
>Why is her hand so soft
>Feel my hands start to shake
>tfw I run away before she finishes writing her number
>I just wanted to pick up my sister from practice
 
FML
I ended up sending my sister a text saying I was in a parking lot and hid in the car until she got in it.
 
 
No.57353461
Who’s ready for possible feels?
 
>tfw your sister tries to invite you to one of her stupid highschool parties
>End up turning it down since parents aren’t forcing me to look after her
>Hear sister reluctantly leave my room and go to the party
>tfw resisting guilt and firmly tell myself I’m not going
>Nope, definitely not going
>…
>Fuck it
>I’m going
>tfw you don’t want her to know you’re worried
>So I throw on a disguise
>I end up kinda looking like Haruka Ten’ou
>Don’t give a fuck
>Sister’s more important
>Finally get to the stupid party
>There’s too many people here
>The music’s too loud
>Girls wont’ stop giggling
>tfw trying to find sister and keep getting catcalls thrown my way
>Eugh
>Fucking whores
>Can’t take it anymore
>Go outside to clear my head before restarting the search for sister
>“Hey cutie, what are you doing out here all alone?”
>Resist urge to face palm and be snarky
>Gonna promptly tell that girl to fuck off, I have no time for bitches
>Turn around
>Oh lawd it’s my sister
>Oooooh that outfit
>Looks downright criminal
>tfw she looks so adorable with that blush on her face
>She’s probably buzzed
>Realize she’s waiting for me to reply
>“I-I’m looking for someone. She said she’d be here.”
>tfw sister comes across as ultra-sexy when she bites her lip
>“Maybe, I can help you find her.”
>I have to resist sudden urge to say something incredibly corny
>In a messed up display of folly I start talking to her without revealing who I am
>Why is she licking her lips?
>I resist urge to have all the spaghetti spill out
>Eventually we move beyond small talk
>tfw I suddenly realize she’s been flirting with me
>She hasn’t stopped flirting
>I end up tripping over myself and end up flirting as well
 
 
No.57353476
>>57353461
>Sometime later, the conversation moves onto if we have siblings
>Stutter out I have a younger sister
>“Really? That’s cool, ‘anon’. You know you remind me of my older sister…”
>Oh no
>“Not many people realize it but she’s pretty great. They say she’s kinda cold and distant, but I can see pass that. She usually helps me when it matters most, and doesn’t hold my hand when it comes to certain issues. Unlike my parents…though I kinda think she doesn’t know how much she means to me.”
>My heart
>Squeak out a reassuring reply while trying to avoid her gaze
>tfw resisting the urge to cry so damn hard
>Guilt for being such a bitch isn’t helping either
>Look away to help strengthen myself so I can speak without activating bitch tears
>Just now realize how late it’s gotten
>Party winding down
>Fuck gotta get out of here so she doesn’t find out
>Make an excuse to leave
>“O-ok, ‘anon’. Maybe we can see each other in school and…maybe study together.”
>“Y-yeah sure, s-see you tomorrow.”
>Suddenly she hugs me
>Knees weak, arms heavy
>“See you tomorrow then, ‘anon’.”
>Here comes spaghetti
> “Y-you too”
>tfw I get out of there like Gojira’s attacking as the world’s brightest blush adorns my face
 
The worst part is, that she came home and told me about this really handsome guy she met at the party.
She wouldn’t stop talking about how they totally connected and she felt sparks when she hugged him.
Fuck, why is it raining so hard?
I want to die.
 
 
No.57354222
>Walking around fucking gamestop
>Why is it so empty
>Just trying to find something to play in between raids and ladder matches
>Looking for anything really, maybe something that’s not an rts
>Wait
>Why am I trying to find something to play again?
>Oh yeah, finally got that 9fag child to fuck off
>Hello Darkness, my old friend
>See a redhead manning the cashier
>Eugh
>Look again
>Holy shit it’s actually that qt 3cool5me girl from College that I’m kinda friends with
>Look for something reflective so I can at least look semi-decent
>Eh I look good enough
>Swing by the Wiiu section and just grab something at random
>Monster Hunter
>Don’t give no fucks cause I’ll probably return it
>Take the longest walk up to the counter
>tfw trying to building up nerve
>Holy shit, why is it so empty
>Torn between wanting her to recognize me and not as I reach the counter
>Nuohmygod she does
>tfw prepared to fight off horrible blush
>“Anonette?! Oh wow…I almost didn’t recognize you!”
>Huh
>Oh right I’m in comfortable clothes
>Ergo I look androgynous
>Try to smile normally but fuck it up into a goofy half smile as I reply
>She starts making small talk
>Slip into unused social mode cause I feel mildly comfortable
>Everything’s going better than expected
>Still can’t figure out why she occasionally bites her lip
>Everything’s going a little too well if I’m side tracked enough to reserve a game
>Continue talking for a bit since no one else is really there
>“Sooo anonette, my shift ends in a few minutes…wanna go grab something to eat?”
>tfw resisting the urge to blush but I’m sure a little bit makes its way onto my cheeks
>“S-sure, An.”
>She flashes me a beatific smile and tells me to wait five minutes while she finishes up her shift
>tfw I can’t stop this blush from covering my face
 
The fuck am I supposed to do robots?
Fuck it! I’ll just go to dinner with her.
 
 
No.57358211
>tfw its night and you’re trying to fall asleep
>I'm trying to relax by reading a batman book where the villain’s Mister Freeze
>Cause some of his stories give me chills
>tfw enjoying the story and getting sleepy
>Suddenly there’s a soft knock on my door
>The fuck?
>Who could that be?
>tfw you find out it’s your baby sister
>Looking so damn cute in her pajamas
>“Hey Anonette…is it alright if I sleep in your bed tonight, like when we were little?”
>That small voice
>Dose pleading eyes
>Oh fuck my heart
>Reluctantly agree and she gives me a cute little yawn as thanks
>tfw we both crawl into bed and resist the urge to cuddle with her.
>Decision is taken out of my hands when she pulls me into a hug and cuddles
>tfw fighting the blush and the warm feelings such cuddling gives you
>Meh I’ll finish my story and try to get to sleep
>Sister ends up asking what I’m reading as she’s trying to stay awake
>Resist immediate urge to get her a full summary of everything that’s happened so far in the story
> “A…batman comic involving Mister Freeze.”
>She just sends me an adorably cute smile as she lays her head on my shoulder
>Fuck I’m going to get a heart attack if she’s any cuter
>“He sounds pretty cool.”
>I will not laugh at that pun
>Nope won’t do it.
>…
>“Ahahehehaheh”
>Fuck I laughed
>”You have a pretty laugh, Anonette. You should laugh som…zzzzz”
>tfw face lights up to red factor five cause sister’s sleepy compliment is too adorably heart wrenching
>Look down to see if she realizes what she does me to
>tfw she’s sleeping soundly on my chest
>No sleep for me then
>Cause gotta resist the possibility of her waking up to find my hands all over her
>tfw you end up passing out at the crack of dawn and you wake up to find her missing
 
Still worth it, cause I probably held her in my arms while I slept.
 
 
No.57368773
>be in college
>ace advanced calculus course
>get asked to be TA for old prof, offers some credit hours for it
>prof promises I won't have to lecture, just grade tests and answer some emails
>don't really want to, will cut into raid time
>decide to do it, what's the worst that could happen?
>month into semester, first test coming up
>FUCKING DROWNING IN EMAILS ASKING FOR HELP
>try to answer most
>class begs for study session still
>prof pawns it off on me
>fuckfuckfuck
>sopissed, betrayal
>missing raid, goddamn it
>show up to study session
>tfw people from other math classes showed up
>tfw classroom packed
>"anonette, could you go over the review questions on the board?"
>imminent autism mode
>remember cousin R's advice: "Pretend you're the raid leader!"
>go up to board
>back scorching from all the fucking eyes on me
>do math, explain steps
>glance over shoulder, people nodding and taking notes
>okay, not bad so far...
>session went okay
>some people stay behind to ask more questions
>tfw some girls start flirting with me
>"hey, anonette, I heard you're really smart, do you do private tutoring? you explain the concepts so well!"
>tired from nerves, no snowghetti left to exude
>never doing this again
>say no
>people finally leave
>hear someone from my class tell girl who asked for tutoring that I'm a girl
>wat.jpg
>not again
>why does everybody think I'm a guy
 
and that's not it, folks.
 
>go home
>raid's over, about to go level an alt
>sister A knocks on door, asks how study session went
>shyly asks for help on her math homework
>still tired
>can't resist that face
>spend rest of night helping A
>mfw got nothing done online that night
 
have never hated math more, anons.
 
 
No.57368841
>Be siscon
>Sister borrows batgirl book
>Make WOW alt character named after Sister A
>Fucking around with Transmog
>Find amazing leather bikini set
>Hungry, go make some Ramen
>Leave game open
>Come back, book sitting right in front of my monitor, door open
 
How fucked am I robots?
 
 
No.57369377
>Rush to Sisters room
>Stare at door for a full minute
>"What are you staring at Anonette?"
>She's right fucking behind me
>Spagetti explodes out of pockets
>"N-n-n-nuh-!"
>Can't fucking speak
>Sister spends a full minute laughing her ass off
>Goes back to her room
>Playing skyrim
>Has self insert character in full Forsworn
>Leave
>Face looks like a shiny red balloon.
 
 
No.57369716
>be walking in park
>parents said it'd be 'good' for me
>wearing Hawaiian shirt i bought at walmart
>hear someone yelling at me
>"Same shirt!!!"
>realize some guy is waving
>he's...beckoning me
>'same shirt!!!'
>trudge over, defeated
>he offers his hand in high five
>spak
>"walmart!!! yeah!!!'
 
 
No.57369732
>tfw gotta pick up sister from school cause she stayed after to talk to a teacher
>Meh I’ll wait in front of the school so she can see me
>It’s too nippy
>Fuck shoulda worn more than a zipped up hoodie
>About ready to pull out my phone so I don’t get bored.
>“Hey Handsome, gotta pick up your sister again?”
>I end up locking eyes with one of the delicious brown fit girls I saw the last time I picked up A
>Now is not the time for this boner
>Meet her eyes again and I realize she’s coming closer
>Oh no
>tfw you try to tell DBFG that you’re a girl but she silences you with a finger
>Stop it body, now is not the time for blushing
>“Oh I know you’re a girl, however it won’t stop me from doing this.”
>The hell is she tal-
>Fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuck
>She’s kissing me
>Mind’s foggy
>tfw when you get the feeling you’re in danger but don’t know it
> “…What the fuck are you two doing!?”
>Wat.jpg
>Oh fuck it’s A
>DBFG says something smug to A
>Can’t really tell
>Too busy trying to come back from that kiss
>tfw getting dragged back to the cause I haven’t rebooted
>I come to while A’s driving us home
>“Um…k-kinda curious A, but why are you so mad?”
>tfw yonger sister screams at you in fury while telling you to shut up and mind your own business
>Can’t do anything but try and figure out why she’s so angry
>Seriously, kinda disconcerting
 
…I still don’t know what she was so angry about.
 
 
No.57369882
>been making gunplas for a while now
>I don't even watch this show
>just like how it calms me down
>sis notices
>says she has a surprise for me
>nice box
>open it up
>it's a Ford model-T kit
>she's so happy...
>T... thanks, sis!
>Model-T now sits on my main shelf next to Tallgeese and 00.
 
It's the thought that counts, /r9k/.
 
 
No.57372216
Why am I such a screw up?
 
>A is smart, funny, cute
>I am not
>A is popular and outgoing
>I am not
>A is young and energetic
>I am not (and never was)
>A knows exactly what she wants to be
>I do not
.
.
.
>A has a boyfriend
>I do not
 
It hurts. It hurts a lot.
 
 
No.57372632
>tfw watching other couples being happy
>tfw you wish you could experience that
>Instead of feeling hollow
>tfw undeserving of your young sister’s love
>tfw you know she deserves better than a disgusting failure as an older sibling
>tfw you’re a worthless older sibling that can’t protect or even comfort your sibling
>tfw you’re the black sheep of the family
>tfw you know you’re insignificant
>tfw realizing you don’t deserve to considered human
>tfw you decide to stop being a stain on your sister’s life
…at least I’ll sleep forever
>tfw I sometimes just want to kill myself.
 
 
No.57373633
>tfw sister is out of state for a match
>tfw cousin isn't around to give me any close calls
>tfw no WoW raids
>tfw parents aren't breathing down my neck
>tfw no... no bad feels.
 
I took a walk outside today. The snow is starting to melt where I live, and the sun is peeking through the clouds.
 
>tfw it's nice to be alive
 
Good feels, thread, /r9k/. We can have them every once in a while too.
 
 
 No.57373700
>Got into a fight with my parents about finishing school before dinner
>Sister walks into the middle of it and asks why I didn't finish so I could move out and have my own life and family
>end up tossing over the party snacks she was working on for when her friends come over later
>run away to my ice cold room and slam the door
>feel the dirt creeping over me
>leave to go take a shower
>come back
>sister waiting inside my door ambushes me with a hug and kisses me all over my face and neck
>says she believes in her big sister
>says she's always there for me even if I get mad about her trying to help
>still cry myself to sleep, but for the first time in forever it's not because I'm sad
 
 
No.57373884
>Family plane trip
>Take aisle seat because Sister A wants window
>Annoyed at all the plebs passing by me in the aisle
>A's excited to take off as this is our first plane trip
>She's bouncing up and down in her seat
>Too qt, struggle to hold it together
>onlyacouplehoursicandothis
>Flight takes off
>Trying my best to keep it cool as A stares out the window and 'ooh's and 'ah's at the sights
>A realizes what she's doing and turns back shyly, apologizing for blocking my view and trying to give me one
>Holy fuck staring at you is all I need, fuck the clouds and landscape
>A is looking at me, almost too much
>"W-what?"
>A comments that the reflection of the sky on my eyes combined with the dark plane interior accentuates their color beautifully
>She's staring intently
>I freeze, my back starts to sweat
>Staring contest
>Fuck fuck fuck I never knew you could sweat spaghetti
>Oh god A's eyes are gorgeous
>Sweaghetti
>Finally she turns away back to the window while humming
>I bolt for the back of the plane
>Past the line for the restrooms
>Snatch one of those small water bottles
>Chug it, I'm sure I got some looks from people in line
>Manage to make my way back to my seat
>A looks over as I sit back down
>Remarks again on my eyes, starts to stare again
>Oh god no
>I pull my cap over my eyes and sink into my seat, saying I'm going to sleep
>Can't sleep
 
But wait there's more...
 
No.57374438
>>57373884
Later
>Feel a tug on my sleeve
>Peek out from under my cap
>A is asking if she could get through for the restroom
>Blank for a moment
>"O-oh! Yeah, whatever, just let me..."
>Try to wriggle deeper into my seat to let her pass
>She gets up to shuffle past
>Puts one of her legs in between mine
>Suddenly this was a horrible idea
>I should've just gotten out of my seat
>By now A's derriere is in my face and she's so, so close to rubbing against me
>Mr. Freeze
>The small of her back right there in front of my face
>Oh god I want to bury my face in it
>Hug it
>Lick it
>What if she slips and falls into my la-
>Fucker in front of me with headphones on suddenly reclines
>She does
>Adrenaline
>FULL FFFFFFapaghetti
>A tries to recover on my lap, taps the douche on her shoulder
>I can't think
>A is apologizing, asking the hambeast if it could raise its seat back up
>It takes everything I can muster to keep my simultaneously limp and twitchy arms still
>Can't stop the trembles
>I'm so glad I can't have boners
>Now A is apologizing to me
>I think I growled something at her in response
>None of this was her fault you fuck
>Fuck fuck fuck me
>A looks embarrassed
>She finally makes it through and walks away down the aisle
>Still trying to suppress the adrenaline trembles
>Thank god the plane is dark
 
Just wait until she gets back...
 
No.57375625
>>57374438
A finally gets back
>I startle before fumbling with my safety belt
>It's no use, my fingers are overdone spaghetti
>She has an open bottle of water from the back
>Finally I hear a click from the release and jump up from my seat
>Head bumps the bottle in her hand
>Water in my hair
>A gasps and whispers an apology
>'Nice going, faggot,' I snarl to myself
>A immediately reaches up for the overhead to get a towel from our packs, placing the bottle on the compartment edge
>I stutter and try to tell her it's all right, shaking the droplets from my hair before looking up
>Frozen by the view
>A's torso, slightly arched towards me, her body stretched up and out like a cat
>The front of her shirt lifted just a tad, her wonderful midriff exposed
>Just to me
>She can't see me staring
>She can't STOP me staring
>The light from the window falls softly on her skin, clearly defining her rectus abdominis
>Like sunlight rolling off of peach hills
>Gulp
>I wish my eyes had a screenshot function
>Or that I was a good enough drawfag to sketch this impossibly perfect model
>Thunk
>The bottle bounces off my head
>A accidentally knocked it off with her elbow while rummaging
>Now my hair is undeniably wet
>She lets out a small squeal of horror
>Lucky it missed my clothes
>A is next to me with her favorite blue towel
>I try to take it from her as graciously as possible
>Conceal the spaghetti
>Retain your dignity
>Instead she proceeds to towel my hair herself, all the while whispering sorry over and over
>I stare blankly before instinctively grabbing her wrist
>"I can dry myself," that came out too harsh
>I can't see her sorry expression from under the towel
>Seconds pass
>Giggle
>Huh?
>I look up
>A's looking at me
>"E, did I ever tell you why that's my favorite towel?"
>My brows scrunch a little as I hesitantly shake my head
>"It's the perfect shade of blue. I-it reminds me of you..." she trails off
>Toweling stops
 
No.57376528
>>57375625
>"It does! A-And the purple trim complements you perfectly!"
>I thrust the towel back into her hands, my hair dry enough
>"Be more careful next time, and-"
>A looks crestfallen
>Crack in my chest. Why am I such an asshole?
>She proceeds to return the towel to her pack
>Doubt she heard my mumble of thanks
>Why am I such a piece of shit
>A is still rummaging
>What is she looking for
>Looks like she's having trouble finding it
>Instead of taking her bag out of the compartment, she puts one foot on the side edge of my seat and steps up
>Who does that
>A is reaching in, scouring the depths of the compartment for her prize
>Meanwhile, front row seat up her shirt
>That warm midriff, those toned abs
>Perfection.
>Oh, oh god. I-is she wearing a bra?
>She's bent over, can't see
>Sweat beads
>A lets out a satisfied sigh and lowers herself, airline blankets in one hand
>So that's what she wanted...
>She closes the compartment and holds the blankets a little shyly
>I'm looking up at her, almost too keenly
>Catch myself
>Dart up from my seat to let her through
>Face to face with A
>Literally an inch away
>A looks a little taken aback
>Pasta machine of sweat activated once again by proximity
>Strands of spaghetti making their way down my back
>Breathing almost too heavily
>Shit I think I'm starting to hyperventilate
>"L-let me get out firs..."
>Awkward crab shuffle to the side out of her way
>She giggles and obliges
>I swear I think she pressed herself against me when going by
>Another giggle
>A plops down contentedly in her seat, arms death-gripping the blankets
Oh god why is economy class so fucking cramped!? The parents got to fly first class!
 
No.57378043
>>57376528
>A is looking up at me
>I'm still standing there like an idiot trying to calm my breath
>"E?"
>She's unfolding the blankets eagerly in her lap
>I fall into my seat
>Connect my safety belt, tighten it all the way
>It's uncomfortable but I don't care
>Cross my arms on the armrests
>"You found your blankets, A. Now go to sleep."
>Sulk into the corner on my side, chastised by my own thoughts as I try to go to sleep facing away from A
>'Could you be anymore hostile? Why are you so hostile?'
>Pull my cap over my eyes again in a desperate attempt to hide what I think are my welling bitchtears of self-hate and frustration
>Light fades as I hear A slowly closing the window cover
>I feel my arm being pushed off of the armrest between us
>Whatever, she can have it if she wants
>I'll give her anything if it makes her happy
>'Then why is it so hard to smile?'
>'To say a nice word?'
>'To laugh off her completely accidental offense?'
>'That was also mainly caused by your own anxiety.'
>Fuck off fuck off fuck off
>Leave me alone
>The armrest was being raised
>Eh?
>Poof
>A's head drops unceremoniously against my shoulder, launching my heart off of a seesaw
>I twitch involuntarily, but A has her arm around me
>Pulling a blanket over us
>"Obviously one's for you too, E! I don't need two!" she giggle-whispers into my ear emphatically
>Whiteness in my head
>No voices to accurately convey this feeling
>I come to when A snuggles against my side
>She rubs her face back and forth against the fabric of my shoulder sleeve
>"I always liked the material of this shirt. One reason I got it for you. It's comfy."
>I liked it too. It really is comfy
>The softness of her fair cheek from under the fabric
>The strands of her luxuriant hair stroking and teasing my hand peeking out from under my crossed arms
>The rise and fall of her breathing
>I try to stop the heave and ho of mine from drowning out hers
 
No.57380689
>>57378043
>Bass percussion in my chest drumming up a furious beat
>Furious. Fucking furious.
>Pulverizing my crossed arms into noodles
>Hulk couldn't smash harder even if he was mad
>Shouldn't have tightened that seat belt so much
>'It's uncomfortable, isn't it?'
>Shut up, my mind
> "...E? You don't mind this, do you?"
>Mind shuts up. An arm slowly wraps around me.
>A's voice sounded timid, as if worried I would spurn her
>As if my throbbing heart would let me
>Holding me hostage, it'd sooner burst than allow that
> "Y-you know... Like when we would keep each other company on sick days as kids... So the other wouldn't feel left out..."
>Ice in my chest. Down my spine. Through my fucking everything. Buried in a fucking glacier for a thousand years like a goddamn mammoth.
>What use is its fur or a blanket against this chill? This cold sweaghetti.
> "Remember how Mama and Papa would always try to keep us away from each other to keep us both from getting sick? Telling us over and over for our own sakes..."
>Spaghettears... I could start my own pasta company with all the new methods I was discovering
> "But then we always found a way back together under the sheets with each other..."
>A began to shake against my side
>Fuck, I made her cry
> "...hee, and then it would always end up with BOTH of us sick, heehee."
>She was laughing?
> "And then we'd both be in bed together for twice the time it would've taken you or me to get well, hee-"
>Laughter like spring
>Cut through the heart, cold and clear
> "-hee, and then whoever got better first would be all stubborn and stay in the bed until the other got better too, heeheehee."
>That giggle. My heart.
>Split the ice apart
> "Come to think of it, it really WOULD have been smarter to stay away. That way we could have recovered faster and had more time to play together."
>I would gladly spend three weeks sick in bed with you than a day without
I wasn't prepared for what came next. Never in a thousand years.
 
No.57399148
>>57398971
>I would gladly spend three weeks sick in bed with A than a day without
>I want to voice this
>I wish I knew how to voice this
>I wish I had the guts to voice this
>No Guts, No Glory, E
>gutsandglory gutsandglory gutsandglo-
> "...but I think having to be away from you for a week was worse than any flu or cold or anything else we could've had."
>A's arm around me tightens
>And breaks the frozen heart
>Shattering in frozen fractals all around
>Fucking fuck fuck fuckity-fuck FUCK
> "Hee, and now that I think about it, I think those were some of my favorite memories of us as kids. Just you and me, sharing our warmth and misery with each other until we got through it together."
>I tensed. They were some of my favorite too.
>Huddling in each others' arms until we couldn't bear the heat anymore
>Parents trying to separate us so our temperatures would subside faster
>Talking about every little thing when we were both awake enough
>About what we wanted to do when we were big, about all the chocolate and ice cream we would eat when we were well again, about the games we'd play the moment we could both run again, about the awesome things we'd do together when-
>Sniff.
>I can't tell if the sniffle's from me or from A.
>"S-sorry if I'm bothering you... I-it's just... looking down at the towns and trees from the clouds... Remember how we used to go stargazing in the mountains?"
>Where was A going with this?
>"Like looking up at the stars in the cold air. But instead of seeing how big everything was out there, I saw how small the world could be... And it makes you think about how small and pointless some things can be... and maybe even realize what's really important."
>Apprehension. Or was it anticipation?
She does have a point about the world... Guys I have no fucking clue where this is going. Fuck.
 
No.57400573
>>57399148
>It's really hot under this blanket
>The tight seat belt doesn't help either
>The hambeast in front of us is snoring
> "I-I miss those times, you know? D-do you mind if we can be like that again? Just for the rest of this plane ride."
>I-
>I have-
>I mean-
>This godd-
>How could I-
>Ever have-
>Let this-
>Go?
>Wh-
>'What else?'
>Welcome back, Voice.
>Pause
>I can hear my heavy breathing
>I can feel my heaving chest
>I can sense my flushed face
>"e-E? You're not angry, are you?"
>She's misinterpreting everything
>My fingers stumble under the sheets
>Let it go
>Is it the spaghetti or just the fact these seat belts suck?
>Let it go
>Loosen my seat belt
>Can't hold it back anymore
>Take my arms out from under the sheets
>A looks up apprehensively
>I can breath again
>I reach out my arm for A
>Try to wrap it around her shoulder
>Hand pauses inches away, like a goddamn mime
>W-why can't I-
>P-pat her on the shoulder twice before settling into my corner of my seat
>"I-if it floats your boat, A."
>Extemporaneous speech is not my forte
>'THE FUCK WAS THAT?'
>Shut up, you didn't help
>'THAT'S 'LETTING IT GO'!?'
>Fuck o-
>POOF
>A's head once again falls emphatically against my shoulder
>Her arm wraps around me
> "Heehee, not even a GLACIER could sink THIS ship!"
The End[spoiler]???[/spoiler]
 
No.57401939
>>57400573
>A adjusts her pose. Curling up, trying to get cozier.
>Find myself smiling
>How big do you think our seats are, girl?
>A rubs against my side
>Contented sigh
>Or was it a moan?
>From who?
>Look over at A
>Head on my shoulder, eyes closed
>Smile on her face
>Kick myself
>A smile I'd long forgotten
>Not the toothy laugh that had always been her trademark
>A tightly closed thing of satisfaction and contentment stretching from cheek to speckled cheek
>From when I used to hold her hand when we were sick in bed together
>From when she would look up and beam at me from our secret Halloween stash, chocolate smeared over her freckles
>The feels
>The fucking feels
>What had I let go?
>How could I let it go?
>WHEN had I let it go?
>Something in my eye
>Wipe it
>Slowly inch hand towards A's cheek and her locks
>So close I can feel it
>So clo-
> "I'm glad you let me, E"
>Snatch hand back
>I thought she was asleep!
> "L-let you what?"
>Her head brushes against my arm again
> "Let me in, silly."
>Think of a good response, anyth-
> "Oh, a-any-"
> "I-I mean it's obvious there's been something troubling you..."
>Huh?
> "A-and since it was gonna be just the two of us spending so much time together on the plane, I-I thought it'd be a good time to talk,"
>O-oh no...
>Winter frost encroaching in my chest
> "Not just about back then but what's bothering you now."
>Crystallizing
>Body screams for out
>Why
>I don't know why
> "Mama and Papa say to leave you alone, that you'll get over it. But I can't when I see you like that... I don't know how."
>What am I supposed to-
>A raises her voice in a joking tone
> "And, after all, misery loves company, right?"
>What I said the first time I crawled into sick A's bed
>Before I know it seat belt's unbuckled
>I'm standing up in my seat
>Ice fortress risen once more
>The hambeast lets out a roar of a snore
> "E...!"
>Turn and ditch for the rear of the plane
>A's hurt expression of torment and turmoil burned into my mind
Help...
 
No.57409828
>>57401939
>The lavatory door slams open
>Rush in, trying to close it behind me
>Fucking sliding mechanism gets caught
>Fucking fiddling with it until it releases
>Finally does
>Slam door shut
>Go to sink
>Want to wash my face
>Water flow is pathetic
>Let it collect in my cupped hands
>Stare at it eventually overflow
>Take my hands apart
>Let it go
>Slam a palm against the mirror
>I can't even look up at my face
>So look down at the water trickling away in the sink
>Why-
>Droplets drip
>Why can't I-
>Drop
>Why couldn't we just have enjoyed what we-
>Plop
>Why can't she leave things-
>Drip
>Those drops aren't from the faucet
>A-am I crying?
>Bring a hand up to my face
>Wet fingers can't tell the difference
>But the dripping's only increased
>Collect water in my hands again
>Splash my face
>Wash away my bitchtears
>Or I try to
>Floor shakes
>Plane bucks
>"The fu-!"
>Stumble
>Catch myself on the wall
>"The fuck was that?"
>Fiddle with the door again
>Intercom on
>Pilot's mumbling about turbulence and a storm ahead
>"I'll show you fucking turbulence..."
>Turn back to the sink
>Water flows again
>Can't even sort out the voices in my head
>Cup the water in my hands
>Splash my face
>Again
>Wash away my self-hate
>Failing
>'Why can't you simply enjoy the moment, live for the now?'
>Oh hi, Voice. Have you sorted things out?
>'Have you?'
>I'm talking to myself in my head. What do you think?
>'Why worry about the consequences later when the plane could fall out of the sky now?'
>Hilarious. That's not how turbulence works.
>Silence
>Splash
>I need to fix this
>'Fix what? Your crippling anxiety? Your "depraved" and "unholy" feelings for A? Your inability to face your prob-'
>You know what I mean
>'Okay. How?'
>Hell if I kn-
>Rumble
>I stagger
>More turbulence
>Fuck it
>Force the door open
Give me strength
 
 
No.57420018
>go to kitchen to make late night snack run
>fridge is so barren i found mankrik's wife
>about to give up when i spy a tuperware full of gingerbread men that A must have baked that evening
>score
>begin filling up my plate
>see one gingerbread thats kinda wonky around the waist
>wonky enough that it almost looks like a gingerbread lady
>get terrible stupid horny idea
>i pick up the gingerbread lady by her little cookie arms and begin whispering terrible naughty things to her
>before i know it im licking the thing all over and taking tiny little nips out of the arms and legs
>tongue-ing the fuck outta that gingerbread crotch when in sense someone behind me
>ohshitohshitohshit please dont be A dont let her see how much of a flaming autist i am
>its dad
>he just stares at me holding the mangled little cookie person in my hands
>finally he says "you think she put too much salt in those things too, huh?"
>i meekly nod
>run back upstairs
>too much shame to go back to rep grinding
 
 
No.57420667
>be me
>go to LCBS to get a birthday gift for a mate
>see green lantern kotobukiya statue
>perfect gift; must buy
>holy fuck cashier is hot
>hallelujahchorus.wav
>she starts telling me how she can't decide on which of the statues to get first
>asks me for my opinion
>can't form words around spaghetti in my mouth
>stutter something out about how i love WW
>cutest smile from cashier
>[spaghetti intensifies]
>want to ask for her number
>blurt out something about azzarello vs simone instead
>she hands me bag
>mount spaghetti
>"merry new year"
>fuck
>she giggles
>"you too"
 
i think it went okay.
 
 
No.57421261
>>57411048 (Dead)
>Standing there with my damp hair framing my face
>Water mixing with the remnants of my tears, tributaries flowing into the river Spaghetti
>A's eyes stay locked, trying to pierce the curtain of damp hair in front of my face and discern what's behind
>She has the courage to look me in the eye even when I push her away
>I can barely look at her face for fear of drowning in a storm of guilt
>Sit back down in my seat
> "E, what happened?"
>A is staring at my wet hair, still dripping water into my lap
>Sniffle, I think the moisture is starting to get chilly
> "H-heh, it's nothing... just some water I spilled during the turbulence, sniff"
>Her eyes widen even more
> "What were you doing?"
> "I-it really was nothing, A... jus... just clumsy, heh, not like you."
>I wrap my arms around my shoulders, rubbing them up and down my sleeves
>Can't tell if the shivering is from the cold or the adrenaline
>Try my best to give her a grin of A-Okay
>Pretty sure I failed
>Hold it together, E
>A instinctively moves closer to hug me
>Stand up before she does
>Reach for the overhead
>Can't see A's expression
>Hurry up hurry up
> "E?"
>I can't blame her for sounding anxious
>A's pack
>The spaghetti
>It gets in the way
>Where is it? Where?
>The zipper
>Rummage
>There!
> "What are you looking for?"
>I close the compartment flap and show her
>Her favorite blue towel with the purple trim
>Start toweling my hair
>Lower myself back into the seat
>I've been drying the same spot for a whole minute
>Don't even register the slight turbulence
>Force my hands to move
>Dry enough
>Look at the towel in my hands
>Rub the fabric between my fingers
>Fabric that's been all over A's-
>Up and down-
>In the most intimate-
>shitEholdittogether
>JUST A CLEAN TOWEL
> "y-y-you...you're right, A..."
>That look on her face when she's puzzled
>Hnggh-
>Hold. It. Together.
> "I like this towel... it's a nice towel."
 
 
No.57421685
>>57421261
>A blinks
>Hrng-
>Anymore and I'm going to have to clean up all the spaghetti with this towel
>FolditupbestIcanandreturnittotheoverhead
>Still a slight shiver
>Sniffle
> "Eheh, sniff... keep this up, sniff, and I'm gonna catch a cold before the plane lands..."
> "That's horrible, E! Go change into something dry!"
>Still thinking of others before yourself, A
> "But A... I like this shirt you gave me. The fabric, the color... Be-besides, it's not that wet,"
>Spaghetti gauge rising
> "No E! If you get sick you won't be able to join us! I'll have to stay in an-and,"
>A falters
> "Just like old days?"
>I can barely hear my whisper
> "Ye-no-... Y-yes!"
>Her cheeks are flushed
> "Is... is that so bad?"
>A looks flustered, before slowly shaking her head
>None can do these feels justice
>None
>I cross my arms and rub them again, trying to massage some warmth back in
>Trying to contain everything about to burst from my chest
>Trying to hold it together
> "I-I should be fine as long as I had something to keep me warm for the rest of the trip."
>I will my leaden arm up in a shitty excuse for an inviting gesture
>The shittiest
>Complete with a shitty excuse of a smile
>A doesn't seem to care
>I think the reddish-pink fringe of her eyes got redder
>I'll never know
>Her face is buried in my chest
>Both arms around me in a hug that would end any ice age
>Spaghetti Maximum
> "Don't worry, E. I'll keep you warm."
>Her muffled voice reverberates throughout my ribcage
>Shivers everywhere, amplifying
>Thank god she interpreted them as cold shivers
> "And- and if you do still catch a cold, I'll take care of you until you get better,"
>The shivers melt away
> "And we can go back out into the sun together,"
>I can feel it rising in my chest
> "Because you're worth it."
>No, no I'm not
>But I'll take it
>Because A deserves it
 
Everything went better than expected.
 
No.57422455
>>57421685
Post-credits. One last bit of spaghetti.
>Snuggled with A
>Turbulence has increased
>Her grip on me tightens with every rock and tumble
>Stifle a giggle
>"A, don't worry. Turbulence is normal. What you REALLY need to worry about is-"
>She snaps her face up, eyes almost watering as she pleads
>Oh god I can't
>"I know you're smart, E. But some things I don't need to know!"
>Repent.jpg
>"By the way, A, uh... where- where's my blanket?"
>She pauses, before looking around
>"I think you're sitting on it, E."
>ohthat'sright
>"I'll get it."
>A reaches down
>To somewhere her hands should never ever be
>Never
>Ever
>Ever
>And brushes against something soft... and slightly squishy
>Spaghetti XLR
>Bet You Can't Guess What This Button Does
>Almost explode-eject out of my seat
>Seat belt only thing holding me in
>Hyperventilation
>Cooling fans on overload
>Overheat
>Emergency shutdown imminent
>"Heehee, E, I don't remember you being so ticklish!"
>An impish grin on A's face
>Help.pdf
>"No, A, n- nononononono-"
>A throws the blankets over us
>And dives in
 
At- At least the rest of the ride was peaceful. [spoiler]Or not.[/spoiler]

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