r9kElsa Archive

Many thanks to the anon who originally made this archive (http://pastebin.com/u/lvl2dragontamer).  Sadly though that kind soul cannot keep the archive up to date so I decided I may as well.  I'm going to try and keep this up to date as much as I can.  Going to put in everything I have and generally try to clean it up as much as I can.  Also in regards to the super long stories (flavor of the day, construction of /u/topia, and that plane one I wasn't going to put them in because I figured everyone already had them saved but flavor of the day was already here so I figured I may as well put them in)

 

Link to the [MOOFING INTENSIFIES] series of stories

http://pastebin.com/VqPXpf4M

 

 

pics [15 so far]: http://imgur.com/a/KqJkf

non-first person (but related) posts: http://pastebin.com/tyvK9ibX [updated 01/01/2014 20:45 EST]

last update: 01/10/2014 00:10 EST

[email protected] for questions/comments/submissions etc

 

 

Fractals' based fic: https://www.fictionpress.com/s/3172150/1/r9kElsa-Is-Suffering

(author's note at http://pastebin.com/8SEXngrF)

 

Cyborg R fic:

    https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9980448/1/r9kElsa-and-cyborgPunzel

 

 

Archives for the past 4k lines of stories, you wonderful bastards:

   [No.56986243-No.57296356] : http://pastebin.com/ZkFiR0Gn (start here if you're new)

   [No.57310950-No.57422455] : http://pastebin.com/2cdTkKct

       

 

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First greentext, for posterity:

 

>tfw massive bitch to little sister

>tfw I just wanna cuddle her

 

H-hold me, robots. I'm such an asshole. ;_;

 

Ugh... feel with me.

 

>retarded cousin R of ours visits

>almost a clone of my sister A

>both of them barge into my room

>just trying to keep it in

>can't let my power levels show, sister and cousin look up to me

>they try to talk their normalfag talk with me, but all I do is nod and smile

>eventually lose interest

>cousin somehow gets on my computer

>Well, whatever, what can possibly...

>"Oh hey, E! I didn't know you browsed /r9k/ too!"

>biggest WTF moment of my life, sister asks cousin what /r9k/ is

>Cousin looks at me.

>sheknows.jpg

>"Uh, nothing. Just a forum about robots and stuff. I used to browse it too sometimes before I started hanging out with Eugene."

>Sweating bullets, cold spaghetti coming out of my underwear

>Cousin looks at me again.

>Such pity. So understand

>I feel sick.

>Sister doesn't seem to care though, and eventually they leave for some normalfag double date or something

>before they leave, cousin looks at me

>"I felt those feels, robot. It can change."

>spaghetti intensifies and I slam the door, commence crying into my pillow

 

R, if you're reading this, you suck and I can normalfag like you did. D:

 

 

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No.57424744

>Finally away from family at uni for the semester

>Anna tries to keep in touch but I keep making excuses

>semester over heading back home for break did decent but didn't make any friends

>In front of house, haven't seen my family since leaving

>at front door, I ring the doorbell

>door opens and I stare at what looks to be a curtain

>Why the fuck did they hang a curtain in the fucking doorway?

>"Elsa!" I hear my sister scream before I'm suddenly grabbed in a crushing grip

>Feel myself lifted up, finally see my sisters wonderful smiling face

>"Its so good to finally see you again!" she exclaims

>My mind is frozen, I can't even comprehend the situation

>I look down and see her bare feet, she's lifted me several inches off the ground even while I'm swearing my ratty sneakers

 

No.57425518

>>57424744

>after a moment stammer out "y-you too...could you put me down now?"

>her pretty face flashed scarlet and immediately set me back down

>after a moment getting my bearings back I look her over

>She was wearing shorts and a white tshirt

>Her chest was much more broad than I remember and at how close I was almost covered my view

>'so thats the curtain I was seeing' I think to myself

>Her legs were tanned and muscular, her arms were toned and long

>She was always like this from her lacrosse but now everything is...bigger

>the biggest thing was I had to now look up to see her face, she stood almost a head taller than me now even while barefoot

>"Yeah I've grown up haven't I elsa?" she says while flashing a dazzling smile

>Realizing that I was checking her out I look down red as a tomato, and whisper out "y-yea you got big"

>How did my sister get so fucking hot while I was gone?

>holy shit my sister became an amazon

 

 

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No.57427997

One last story, then I'm gone.

>Sick in bed

>A is in my room knitting

>She's never knit before

>Says she wants to give it a try

>Working on some half-done caterpillar-looking thing

>Ask her why not go to Mom for tips

>Says she'd rather be in here

>As you wish

>Back to reading comics

>Hour later

>Almost done with comic

>A jumps up, exclaiming she's done

>I almost toss the comic out of my hands from surprise

>A's in front of me showing the scarf she finished

>Says it's for me

>I'm speechless

>Manage to say that I like it

>She squeals and wraps it around my neck with a hug

>So I won't catch a cold next time

>It's a little scratchy

>But I don't care

Well that was fun. I've never done this before, so big thanks to anyone who followed and supported my greentext plane story!

I'm no Fractals, but yeah. It's nice when you get support.

I got carried away with it when all I was going to do was a shitty single paragraph thing and some people liked it so I ran with it... much longer than I thought it would last.

>Family plane trip

>Elsa takes aisle seat because Anna wants window

>Anna gets up to go talk to parents/use restroom

>Anna's derriere rubs Elsa as Anna tries to get past

>Elsa freaks and tries to get up to let her through

 

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No.57452713

>Watching movie with sister

>End up still as stone cause she’s cuddling up against me

>tfw can’t decide whether to enjoy it or not

>Fuck it

>I decide to enjoy it for the first time in forever

>Later sister starts rubbing my tummy

>Says something about liking the feel of the material

>tfw she hasn't stopped

>She ends up stroking higher and higher

>Oh god, this can’t be real

>Glance at her to see if she knows

>tfw she’s giving you bedroom eyes

>Such want, much confused

>Confusion gets blown away when she claims my lips

>Oh fuck she just started to grope me as well

>tfw your moaning allows her tongue access to explore

>Nnggghhh

>My nipples could cut diamonds

>We break apart and stare at each other

>She must see the doubts I have

>“I love you, anonette, so much…d-do you love me as much as I think you do?”

>tfw you’re still panting

>I can do it

>I can tell her

>“I-I…”

>Fucking stutter

>She looks so hopeful

>“I…love y-y…”

>When did it get so dark

>Fuck I’m feeling faint

>“I love you, A!”

>tfw the last thing I see is my sister smiling with relief and happiness at me

 

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No.57467092

>later that night

>Someone has destroyed our camp

>Don't worry... 'sis', if that is your real name

>My name's Elsa...?

>You're a crafty skinwalker. Was that hesitation in your voice?

>We'll have to cuddle for warmth.

>W-w-what?

>snowghetti bursting from my pockets

>That's right... if you're not afraid of human affection YOU SKINWALKER! Aha!

>No, no, it's fine.

>Only a skinwalker would be so awkward.

>ifonlysheknew.jpg

>Cuddle up

>She's breathing heavily on my neck and staring at me

>This nugget will blow you apart. Even in WWII, Germans targeted the ones with the nuggets because they respected and feared the killing power.

>can'ttellifhornyorscaredformylifeboner.jpg

>Why are you so scared? Is it because you're a SKINWALKER?

>N-n-n-no.

>Stuttering? Or failure to imitate human speech patterns?

>She stays awake the whole night

>Sings Red army songs and the USSR national anthem

>Talks about her Serbian eagle wisdom and strong of bear

>the ground is cold

>the ground is hard

>I wish I was at home playing starcraft

>the firm, toned feel of her thighs wrapped around mine as she dangles a knife near my throat

>maybe I don't

>camping trip over

>can't decide if never want to go again or want to go immediately

>she says it was a lot of fun and wants to go again this weekend

Please help me.

 

 

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No.57468066

>You need to get out more. Meet new people.

>Yeah okay whatever

>A and her boyfriend are going on a trip, you should go with them

>Ugh, not that meathead

>A is waving to me from the van

>oh my god she is so adorable

>those little dimples and all those freckles

>Alright dad

>Go to the van

>A is squealing with delight

>Hugs me

>Throws open the van doors

>Take a seat E

>don't mind if I this whole van is full of guns what have I gotten myself into

>She starts driving

>Hey A, where'd you get all of these?

>From the guys at the Snuggly Duckling! They have so many down there, it's the best! Don't you just love cousin R?

>Oh yeah. Sure.

>Try not to accidentally blow my own feet off.

>Fade in trance playing Tetris in my mind

>We're here!

>It's the middle of the woods

>Not even a road anymore

>A and her boyfriend get out of the car

>She hands me a gun

>It's a black metal death kill machine 9000

>what the fuck is this

>Don't be scared, it's fun, trust me.

>Don't put your finger in there. Keep it outside.

>Don't shoot from the hip, let me show you the stance

>Wraps her arms around my body

>She's grabbing me, touching me

>Molding me into the right shape

>Hands are going everywhere

>Is that comfortable? Do you feel like you could get into this position and shoot like this?

>I could stay like this all day

>Alright, let's go. You'll pick up more as we move.

>See this clear water? If pigs had been drinking it recently, they'd disturb the silt and make it muddy

>Okay

>Notice how the dirt is so crisp? It's been left in the sun, hasn't been rooted in today

>Mud's on that tree, they've been scraping themselves off

>Those ruts in the grass are paths

>Look, tracks!

>I don't understand anything

>Both A and her boyfriend are tuned into nature

>I'm stumbling around the woods breaking twigs and making noise

>A's face lights up

>She claps her hands together, then suddenly makes a serious face and motions us to get down

>we're hiding in the bushes

>it's dirty and cramped

 

No.57468161

>>57468066

>A is laying next to me

>I can feel her body heat

>stuck there for an eternity

>A boar comes wandering by

>It's huge

>Bigger than all of us put together

>She nudges me

>She wants me to take the shot

>I ready my rifle

>Take aim down the sights

>Gently pull the trigger

>Recoil is too much and the gun smacks me in the face

>Pass out

>Wake up next to a boar carcass

>It smells like ass

>Bacon time?

>A looks sheepish

>My shot pierced the guts and got shit and bile everywhere

>Meat is ruined

>Don't worry E, next time, ok?

Why can't I do anything right?

 

 

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No.57475206

>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 i 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

>ill just cry myself to sleep that usually works

 

 

 

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No.57475586

>buying new headphones with christmas giftcard

>clerk compliments my braid

>i thank him without even a single stutter

>feeling pretty good overall

>compliment makes me remember when A first tied it for me

>which makes me remember why i first grew my hair long

>which makes me remember it was because of that time i went to the hairdresser after school years ago and she screamed when she found head lice

>head lice

>me

>tfw remembering having to get my beautiful hair cut short and being ostracized in class cause people thought i would infect them

>the itching never bugged me as much as the other kids teasing

>tfw mom horrified and asking me if i had been hanging out with street urchins or "associating" with boys

>fuck mom its lice not mono

>so embarrassed i never go back to the salon ever again and just grow it out

>mom still asks me to let her check for them after all these years

 

 

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No.57540371

>tfw parents forced to chaperon another double date between my cousin and sister

>This time to a fair

>JesusChrist,howhorrifying.jpg

>tfw walking around as the fifth wheel, again.

>It’s too bright out

>There’s too many couples

>Super bored just kind of following them around

>Trying not to get sick on some of the rides we go on

>Fucking tilt-a-whirl, more like hurl-a-whirl

>End up throwing up most of my spaghetti cause of one of the rides

>Thiskillstheanonette.gif

>tfw you suck it up so your sister’s date isn’t ruined

>…yeah

>Cousin and sister end up leading us their “man candy” to the skill game section

>Eugh man candy

>tfw having to resist the urge to laugh at sister’s bf’s failed attempts at winning her a prize

>Something from the top level

>I end up failing to hold it back and laugh

>He shoots me a glare

>I have no fucks to give

>He asks me to try it if I’m so great

>Eh why not

>tfw apathy causes me to do better than him

>tfw I end up winning the thing my sister wanted

>I kind of just give it to her and walk off since I don’t think I could the spaghetti if she thanked me

>Suddenly hugs from behind

>“Thanks for getting me a prize, anonette.”

>tfw I give her a halfhearted hug and tell her it’s time to go

 

It was a pretty decent day.

 

 

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/START FLAVOR OF THE DAY/

 

No.57561303

>It's hot in here

>Irritable

>More so than usual

>Love experts aren't helping

>Something going on in the kitchen

>Fuck it, not like I'm included

>Keep browsing

>A barges in

>Woah what the FU-

>"We made SUNDAES, E!"

>She places a bowl in front of me

>"I made one for you too!"

>It's drenched in chocolate fudge

>Sprinkles all over

>Like her freck-

>She plops down on my bed with her sundae

>O-oh

>WAITAMINUTE she's staying?

>"Do you mind, E? It's cooler in here with the shades down."

>Spaghetti starts to flow

>Somehow it's even hotter in here

>Manage to answer affirmative

>She giggles and gets cozy

>We carry on in silence

>Clack clack of my keybo-

>Actually I can't even type properly with her behind me

>Fuck fuck fuck what do I do

>A seems content enough eating her sundae

>Finally take a spoonful of mine

>It's really sweet

>Almost too sweet for me to finish

>I turn around

>Okay not as sweet as A's smile right now

I just want to join her on my own bed. Why is it so hard?

 

No.57562103

>>57561303

>Still eating my sundae by myself like a little bitch

>Come on E, you can do this

>Guts and Glory

>Get up from my chair

>Accidentally slam the table with my hands

>Way to make it seem like you're angry, douche

>shitshitshit I haven't scared her, have I?

>tfw you're trying to approach a timid animal and not scare it off

>Turn around

>A looks a little uneasy now

>Nice going asshole

>Walk up to my bed

>She looks even more worried

>Goddammit

>Motion for her to scoot over

>She gets off the goddamn bed

>DAMAGE CONTROL

>DAMAGE CONTROL

>DAMAGE CONTROL

>Wave my hands wildly

>"N-nonono A, I meant move over so I could sit!"

>I get on the bed asap and rapid-pat the spot next to me

>don'tfuckthisupEthisshipissoclosetosinking

>A has an expression of "Oh!" on her face

>Which melts into one of relief

>Almost melting my heart in the process

>She hops in and gets cozy next to me

>She snuggles

>I try to hold it together

>We continue to eat in silence

>Can't think of anything to say

>This sundae is still pretty darn sweet

whatdoisay whatdoisay whatdoisay

 

No.57564081

>>57562103

>Still eating in silence

>But a lovely, shared silence

>Not a nerve-wracking awkward one

>It'sWhatITellMyselfToConvinceMyselfIt'sNotJustMoreSpaghetti

>JustKeepSpooningIt'sAValidReasonNotToTalk

>Notice A's almost done with hers

>I'm still only half done

>I think she's slowing her pace down

>To match mine?

>onecanhope.png

>Her remaining sundae is melting

>Can't help but watch her

>Only a puddle of cream and fudge left

>A looks a little disappointed

>Hrngh

>She raises her bowl to her face

>Drinks

>Delicious white cream and fudge making its way over her lips

>Gulp

>It is really really hot in here

>Single drop of cream overflows

>Makes its way over the edge of her chin

>And down her neck

>Stare

>A notices the attention

>She cocks her head, a confused expression

>She doesn't know

>She doesn't know

>SHE DOESN'T KNOW

>O-oh god, what do I-

>Point at it

>"A-A... you- your ne-"

>Fortune favors the bold

>She starts to look down

>Go for it

>My hand moves on pure, uninhibited, primal instinct

>Index finger wiping up the drop of cream

>Like a wolf pouncing on its prey

>Slowly moving up her neck

>Dragging it through the snow

>And past her chin

>For the kill

>WhatAmIDoing

>TheBrakesAreOnButTheyDoNothing

>My finger goes into my mouth

>Pure

>Ecstasy

>Shooting shivers down my spine

>At once interrupted by the voice in my head

>'You know you just fucked up your chance to kiss her on her neck.'

>Freeze

>Staring at the ceiling

>My cheeks are getting red

>Glance at A

IT'S TRUE I FUCKED UP

 

 

 

 

No.57568879

>>57564081

>A's looking back at me

>She reddens slightly

>"Oh! Oh, oh oh oh-okay, that was embarrassing, haha... Look at me, haven't changed at all."

>That's because you're perfect as you are

>"Thanks for cleaning that up for me, E."

>'Any time, baby.'

>Thank god she can't hear the stupid voice in my head

>Put spoon in mouth for another mouthful of sundae

>I can still taste that sweet cream

>A single drop, mingled with her sweat

>The perfect balance of sweet and salty

>Transmuted into nectar of the gods

>ThisIsMyDrug

>My spoon hasn't left my mouth

>My tongue is flush against the inside curvature

>Slowly pull the spoon out

>Licking that cool smoothness

>Tongue tingling

>HolyShitI'mAPervert

>Clink

>The sound of A's spoon falling into her empty bowl

>Realize what I'm doing

>Double dose of spaghetti

>Prescribed with a healthy side serving of Fuck Me

>Clear my throat and try to right myself

>A moves to get up

>'Aw look. You scared her off again, creep.'

>No- nononono-

>STAY

>Please stay

>"Done already?"

>She turns around

>"Oh no, I wanted to get seconds! Can't get enough of those sprinkles."

>Oh, okay. Okay, that's fine.

>'Don't let her go, idiot. She might decide to have the seconds in the kitchen and not come back.'

>Shit, Voice. You're right.

>"No!"

>Think! I'm only scaring her with that outburst!

>Oh, right

>I hold my bowl up

>"Uhh.. want- want to help me finish mine? I- I mean, thanks for the sundae! Really! But you know this is too much for me, heh."

>A looks down at my bowl

>It's still half full

>"It's gonna melt soon if you don't..."

>She looks back up at me

>A smile begins to break on her face

>Hrng-

>And turns into a grin

>Eh?

>"Allll right, E..."

>She climbs back onto the bed

>"But only if you feed me yourself."

Oh fuck me.

 

No.57571734

>>57568879

>'You're blanking out'

>ShutTheFuckUp, Voice

>Struggling to react to this

>The pressure is building

>ffffFFFF-

>A is also blushing a bit

>"I-I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to. I'll still help-"

>I quickly spoon up some ice cream and hold it up to her face

>"No- no biggie. Hurry before it melts!"

>I don't think I'll ever be tired of that look on A's face when she's caught even a little off guard

>But it quickly changes into that of a happy child

>Like when we would go through our Halloween stash together as kids

>Don'tThinkI'llEverTireOfThatLookEither

>She chomps onto my spoon like Jaws on a surfboard

>Woah hold your horses girl

>Try to pull the spoon out of her mouth

>It won't budge

>Eh?

>A's looking up at me with what I can only describe as mischievous eyes

>I can feel slight movement through the spoon handle

>Is- is she

>Why yes, yes she is

>She's playing around with the spoon with her tongue

>Swirling around

>Side to side

>Licking it clean

>All the while my back is slowly becoming Spaghetti Falls

>Finally she lets me go

>Drawing the spoon out slowly

>Pulling against the suction of her mouth

>Back out over those lips

>And out with what I can only say was a smooching sound

>A closes her eyes as she swallows and lets out a satisfied sigh

>Good thing because she can't see my trembling hand holding the utensil

>"God, those sprinkles! SO good!"

>HowCanYouSeemSoHappyFromSomeIceCream

>I'm staring at the spoon

>Her tongue was all over thi-

>She slides up against me

>OkayStopThinkingEJustEatTheSundae

>I shove another spoonful into my mouth

>And let it linger

>Thoughts of what's been done to this spoon in my head

>Wondering what it's like to have the same done to me

>Oh- oh dear

>A's looking at me expectantly, like a chick waiting for its meal

>How can you keep her hanging?

>Spoon out of my mouth

>Scoop up some more sundae

>And back into hers

>Out of her mouth

>Reload

>Back into mine

>Rinse

>Repeat

How can I fuck this up? Please don't fuck this up.

 

 

No.57576210

>>57571734

>Settled into a nice rhythm

>I take a bite

>Offer A a bite

>She jumps for the spoon like an eager chick going for its dinner

>Complete with giggling sound effect

>I hrngh hard

>Back to me

>Try to ignore the fact that this is the most indirect contact I've had with A's lips in a while

>Also try to ignore the adorable sounds she makes when I feed her

>Or her contented humming

>Or the cute way she twiddles her feet while waiting

>I don't know when was the last time she was like this around me

>That I LET her be like this around me

>Just running through the motions on the sundae train

>Haven't shoved her away yet

>Nothing to mess up here

>Look down

>My sundae's almost gone

>B-bu-but I don't want this ride to end

>Slow it down

>Keep it going

>But it's still melting

>I'm all out of ideas here

>A takes the last bite

>She holds onto the spoon in her mouth

>Again

>I think she's doing this on purpose

>My back is drenched

>Slowly she lets go of the spoon

>Out it slides

>That look of pure content on her face when she swallows

>How she licks her syrup-smudged lips

>Google glasses, eye implants, Pokédex, Instagram, fucking anything to preserve this moment for posterity

>Curse the fact I can't draw

>Clink

>I drop the spoon back into my bowl

>It settles in the puddle of melted cream

>We both stare at it

>Surprisingly I'm the one to break the silence

>"Do... do you want more?"

>She looks my way with a raised eyebrow

>"I thought you said this was too much? Hmm?"

>Shit, I did

>"Oh... you're right, I did."

>I just selected the worst response option possible

>"All right, well if we're done here-"

>Wait how did I just make it worse

>I shut up and move my bowl to the bedside table

>"Wait E, you're not going to finish that!?"

>I stop

>"Wh- what, this? I don't like it when it's all melte-"

>A leaps at me

>At the bowl

>"You can't do that! That's the best part! Give it here..."

>She snatches the bowl from my hand

>And drinks it

>All of it

Oh here we go.

 

No.57583970

>>57576210

>A is slurping up the viscous dregs ravenously

>Obviously I can't keep my eyes away

>The cream pools against her lips, threatening to overflow

>And slowly it does

>A single trail breaks over her lip horizon

>And flows down her chin

>Followed by another

>And yet another

>Three comets streaking down, racing for her neckline

>I can't-

>Oh god-

>I can barely hold back the whimper in myself

>A single drop before was enough to-

>And now there are-

>Right there for the pick-

>Why is this the first thing I think of

>What is wrong with me

>A exhales with an intense "Ahh!"

>Breaks me out of my thoughts

>As she dips a finger into the bowl

>And circles it around the interior

>Before inserting it casually into her mouth

>And drawing it out

>A long, agonizing affair

>Finishing with the sweet sound of released suction

>That moist pop

>Gulp

>So delicious

>She giggles emphatically and jiggles her shoulders up and down

>Before turning to smile at me

>Her radiance besmirched by the tacky residue around her lips

>Diluted fudge mingling with the mottling of her freckles

>Giggle

>Huh?

>I try to stifle it but I can't

>Stronger

>Before I know it I'm shaking from the mirth that's possessed me

>The giggling becomes full-blown laughter

>Laughter like I haven't been able to show around A in how many years

>Everything in the moment washed away by the rays of her overwhelming cuteness

>She's staring at me, thunderstruck at my uncontrolled outburst

>Her face frozen in an expression stuck in between delight, bewilderment, and embarrassment

>Doesn't help

>Holding my sides in but it does nothing

>Too busy laughing to even feel awkward or shy or self-conscious

>I don't know how long this continued

>But it finally subsides

>Gradually giving away in waves interspersed with hiccups

>I can barely see through the tears in my eyes

>I wipe them as best I can

>My abs hurt

>"Heehee... hee, heh... Oh A, you haven't changed a bit since we were tots."

I'd forgotten what this felt like. It feels good.

 

No.57586310

>>57583970

>A's face visibly reddens

>"Yes I have!"

>She moves to clean her face

>I get up on my knees in front of her

>And grab her hand

>"No you haven't, girl. I mean, can you see yourself right now?"

>I raise my other hand to point at her cheeks.

>"A, you were always messy around sweets."

>I can't believe I'm doing this

>"Remember Halloweens? You always got chocolate all over your costume."

>That burst of gaiety must have done something to my inhibitions

>"And Mom would have to clean up after you."

>My finger is once again wiping up the cream trails on her neck

>"Like that one year we were Hansel and Gretel."

>Over the contours, lightly brushing her clavicles

>Was that a shiver?

>"You used candy wrappers as your bread crumbs, heh."

>Up the sternomastoid neck muscles

>"And Mom was the witch taking us around to get us fattened up."

>And onto the softness of her cheeks

>"But- but don't get me wrong, A. I wasn't laughing at you."

>Raise my finger to my lips

>"I like it when you're like this. I think it's-"

>I suck on my finger

>A wave of bliss

>"-sweet."

>The bliss still there even after I'm done licking

>"It's a part of you,"

>I push my face closer, aiming for a spot I missed

>So close I can count the freckles

>Let it go

>"And- and-"

>OhGodOhGodI'mDoingIt

>"I love everything about you."

>I lick the spot

>My tongue just about explodes in sensations from the contact

I don't remember her reaction. She did say I made a dashing Hansel.

Didn't think she knew what she was saying at the time...

 

No.57592356

>>57586310

>The quakes in me recede to a thick silence

>I suddenly remember the fact that it's summer

>And then the knowledge of what I've done comes crashing in

>Drowning me in an icy sweat

>As my face flares up like a backdraft

>Move back to my spot next to A

>My breath is getting faster

>Glance over at A

>She's staring forward at my blank screen

>Cheeks still slightly flushed

>She raises her hand

>Along the same path my finger took

>Following the collarbone

>Up the slender neck

>Coming to a halt where I dared to lick her on her cheek

>Resting on the spot

>JesusGirlSaySomethingPlease

>DidMyLapseOfInhibitionFuckThingsUp

>INeedToKnow

>She titters

>Relief? I think that's relief I'm feeling

>"I don't know when was the last time you've been able to speak to me like that, E."

>What? Like a horny jackass?

>"Or that I've heard you laugh so... Actually, I'm not even sure when was the last time I've SEEN you laugh. Like, actually actually laugh."

>That is true. My abs are still a little sore.

>She grabs my clammy arm

>I pull away on instinct

>Her grip won't let me

>"Ohh no. No, E, don't think I'm going to let you go after you've opened up for the first time in forever."

>Should I be flattered or terrified that she won't

>My head is terrified

>But my chest is thumping

>Today has been nothing but conflicting feels and sensations

>A's voice falters

>"Please. I don't want to mess up again and push you over the edge like I always do."

>At the risk of sounding cliché may I just say that that is a problem with me and not your fault whatsoever

>"But you have no idea how happy that made me."

>It did?

>"I mean, god, E, for a moment there you were really talking and laughing! No walls!"

>If you can call it that

>"All I wanted was to share ice cream with you."

>She crosses her arm with mine

>"I didn't think I'd get the old you back."

Guh

 

 

 

 

 

No.57595841

>>57592356

>I don't recall much more of that day

>Half of me remembers that I actually did let go of my feelings for one evening

>Sitting there on my bed with A

>Arms locked

>Enjoying conversation like we haven't been able to in months or maybe even years

>The other half swears that I'm not capable of that

>That the rest of the evening was the two of us sitting there

>Nothing to do

>Sweating the night away

>But together

>So I guess the truth is that it was somewhere halfway in between

>What I do remember is...

>...

>"Heh, yeah, A. That- that was something, wasn't it..."

>My voice trails off

>To no response

>"A...?"

>I look over

>She's fallen asleep

>And for a minute there all was right with the world

>The heat doesn't bother me

>Nothing can ruin this for me

>I wish we could be like this more often

>How I wish it

>Think I'm tearing up

>Sniffle

>Heh, she still has some fudge on her lips

>Sniff

>Fudge on her lips

>Sni-

>Her lips

>Welp there goes all the progress we made today

>Back to square one of Spaghettiville

>And I can't help but chuckle to myself at the absurdity of this ride

>As I lower myself onto my bed

>Reaching for the bedside lamp

>At once spent and yet oddly refreshed

>I think we both needed this

>Still quietly sniffling and laughing to myself

>Trying not to wake A

>When I feel something take my hand

>Glance over

>She's holding my hand

>Her eyes are still closed

>But her smile is even wider

>I smile back and squeeze her hand

>Not letting go

>"Night, A."

>The lights go off

 

[spoiler]What happened in the dark stays in the dark.[/spoiler]

 

 

No.57657760

>>57595841

>Wake up

>Sun is rising

>Cool blue and purple light from under the shades

>Roll over

>Searching for a cooler spot

>Oh hi A-

>OhRightASleptHereLastNight

>A slept here last night

>Gawk

>I don't think there's anymore point in me telling you guys how stunning A is

>Gleam of saliva on the edge of her mouth

>Heh

>Keep staring

>Oh hell she's asleep what's there to be afraid of

>Reach out

>Images of last night flicker past

>Blush at the memory

>Falter

>Stroke her face

>She stirs

>Oh shi-

>Clasps my hand

>Crap

>Pull away

>Nope, iron grip

>Struggle

>Sigh

>Oh what's the point

>"E..."

>Words murmured from her lips

>Mumbling in her sleep

>Pause

>Sigh

>I'm allowed this much, right?

>Close my eyes

>Back to sleep

 

>Wake up again

>Ugh it's hot

>Sun's fully up now

>Shirt damp from perspiration

>Roll over

>A's gone

>I feel the slight dip in the mattress where she was sleeping last night

>It's cool to the touch

>My hand lingers

>Hovering over the spot

>It tenses, as if trying to conjure A

>Instead, nothing

>I know it's stupid and impossible

>I can't do magic

>But it doesn't stop the disappointment from seeping in and taking hold

>I never knew waking up alone could feel so lonely

This kingdom of isolation.

 

 

No.57695610

>>57657760

>Roll back to my spot

>Hands covering my face

>Can't keep a groan from escaping

>"Oh, A..."

>I rub my hands against my face

>And feel something sticky

>The heck?

>Study my hands

>Brown

>The fu-

>Fudge

>It dawns on me

>Scramble out of bed

>The empty ice cream bowls are gone

>She cleaned them up

>Stand in front of my mirror

>I see it

>Faint chocolate residue on my cheek

>Vaguely shaped like a kiss

>It's faint

>But it's enough to alleviate the emptiness in my chest

>I drop onto the edge of my bed

>Caressing my cheek

>Where A's lips were

>Good enough

Not sure how long I sat there, but I'm getting up now. This heat makes me feel disgusting. I need a shower.

 

 

No.57696028

>>57695610

The next week

>Things have cooled down again between us

>Settled, back to the usual routine of me being a cold asshole

>Sitting at my desk

>It's hot in here

>Ugh

>Clack, clack of my keyboard

>Knock knockity knock knock

>Fingers stop

>Only one person in this house knocks like that

>"E...?"

>I don't respond

>"Do you want to build a sundae?"

>Pause

>I get up

>And open the door

>A's standing there with two spoons in one hand

>And one large bowl in the other

>I can't help but smile

>"All right, A... let's go make a sundae."

It was an amazing sundae.

 

 

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No.57568863

I've decided to put down a list of feelings I haven't felt yet, but I would like to.

 

If anyone who has experienced these feelings is on tonight, could you describe in as much detail as possible of what they feel like?

 

>The feeling of walking in public with your gf, holding hands with her, your fingers intertwined

>The feeling of sitting at a desk writing something and your gf comes up from behinds, leans down so she's resting on you, her arms around your shoulders, and she asks "What'cha workin' on?"

>The feeling of lying down in the bed of your truck, looking up at the stars, your gf lying besides you and pointing out her favorite constellation

>The feeling of your gf putting her hands on your chest and then leaning in to give you a kiss

>The feeling of waking up from a nap to find your gf leaning over you, smiling, saying "Good morning sleepyhead..."

>The feeling of driving with your gf, one hand on the steering wheel, your other hand holding one of her's, resting on the middle console

 

 

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No.57611400

>tfw possessed by your muse and she won’t leave you alone

>It’s so insistent I start writing a story in some blank notebooks

>tfw the story turns into thinly veiled self-insert, lesbian swords and sorcery garbage that’s lower than fanfiction

>Finish up most recent part and go to the kitchen to get a snack

>End up running into my mother and have to entertain her inane questions

>UGH

>Run back to my room and holy hell, I left my door open

>Oh fuck, hopefully no one’s seen my shame

>Shit, my sister’s reading through it

>“Oh hey Sis, sorry for intruding…just returning a comic. I didn’t know you’re writing a story. You mind if I read the rest of it?”

>God, I want to die

>Reluctantly give them to her before shooing sister out of my room to avoid some spaghetti

>tfw I’m positive she’ll read between the lines and realize the story is about me and her.

 

…Ah damn it, I should just steal them back and burn them.

 

 

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No.57573889

>tfw dragged along to the mall to by little sister

>Cause I can’t resist her pouty face and she needs an opinion on something

>The hell is up with some of those glares we’re getting

>tfw you find out sister dragged you here to try on lingerie

>Why.jpg

>End up seeing the clerk wink at me as sister picks out what she wants to try on

>Resist urge to walk out of the store

>Cause I don’t wanna be Eddie Spaghetti

>tfw you suck it up cause it’s probably important to your sister

>She ends up grabbing several things and dragging me to the changing rooms

>Waiting is boooring

>Did that saleslady just lick her lips

>Baby sister finally comes out in some lingerie that should be illegal

>Asks me in a sultry voice what I think of it

>Squeak out a reply that I think it’s nice while I fight a blush

>She ends up trying on several more outfits

>Sweatingman.jpg by the time she’s done with everything

>tfw you get hit on by the cashier while you’re sister’s near you

>Ugh, I just wanna go home

>Sister ends up grabbing my arm and tells the cashier I’m taken

>Blushing status reaches DEFCON level Bright

>End up leaving the store to escape from a spaghetti trap and to get something to eat

>Sister and I end up eating pretzels together like when we were little

>“I know this probably isn’t your favorite activity, anonette, but thanks for coming. It means a lot to me.”

>Argh my heart, I gotta reply

>“I-I had a lot of fun today, A. Let’s do it again.”

>tfw we end up leaving the mall holding hands like we used to as kids.

 

…The pretzel could’ve been better. Pretty nice day overall.

 

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No.57595450

>Damn cousin and her bf are hanging with my sister

>tfw you can hear them despite being two floors above them

>Sounds like they’re playing a game but give no fucks cause I have better things to do

>Cousin apparently thinks I have fucks to give

>Ends up dragging me down to them where I can see they’re playing

>Mario Kart 64 on a motherfucking Nintendo sixty four

>I forgot we had one

>Sister gives me such a cute pout while asking if I can play with them

>…Must resist her cute pout…

>okay.jpg

>tfw you know you can never say no to her

>Somehow end up in protector mode and make sure sister achieves first place in every race

>Every single one, cause fuck my cousin and her bf thinking they can win

>tfw your Cousin realizes what you’re doing and proceeds to push your buttons

>tfw your sister, unintentionally, joins in on it as well

>…ffffuck hiding my power level

>I’ll just Letitgo.mp3

>Next cup is starting and I can hear some snickering besides them

>My trophy shall be made from their bones

>Race starts and I promptly take the lead

>I end up ruthlessly crushing anyone that even thinks of passing me

>tfw you end up lapping your sister and she doesn’t realize it

>Win first place with record time

>First place

>First place

>First place

>First placex12

>End up jumping to my feet and shouting in surprise cause I beat my old rainbow road record

>tfw your sister giggles at seeing your actions

>“It’s nice to see you smile, anonette. We should play more games together”

>Heat readings from my face tell me that my blush is outta this world.

>I end up giving a reluctant reply while I looked away.

>tfw her smile lit up the room and I was not prepared.

>Spend the rest of the day playing double dash with them

 

I wish my sister wasn’t so cute.

 

 

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No.57660489

>It’s a beautiful gray day full of rain

>Find out I need pick up younger sister from the mall

>Day ruined since I have to go outside

>I suck it up cause it’s my sister needing help

>The rain’s gotten worse by the time I get to the mall, it’s god damn torrential now

>tfw you’ve gotta help younger sister get her bags in the car and end up soaked to the bone

>I wish I was at home

>Realize that the rain’s so bad we end up sitting in the parking lot

>Fffff, this won’t turn out well

>Thankfully she brought some food with her so I can keep my mouth busy

>Sister eventually breaks the silence and starts making small talk

>I just nod and occasionally reply

>Conversation somehow leads to hot celebrities we have a crush on

>Gods above, I can’t be doing with this

>Tells me her crush is a Hollywood prettyboy

>tfw you just shrug since you don’t really care

>I glance at her and see she’s expecting a reply

>Hell, alright I’ll just say some gu-

>“I’d fucking wreck Natalie Dormer if I could”

>Mirrorcrackingthenshattering.mp3.gif

>Ever so slowly look towards her to see if she heard it

>tfw younger sister just awkwardly nods and all conversation stops

>The rain finally lets up but it’s starts sprinkling spaghetti in the car as I drove back home

 

Fuck, she probably knows I like women now. Year officially ruined.

 

 

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No.57701960

>Playing MK with cousin R cause sister isn’t here

>I wish I wasn’t so bad at fighters

>Well as long as she doesn’t become a tourneyfag it’s okay

>tfw you end up surprising even yourself by winning a few times

>It shouldn’t be surprising, but it is

>I end up talking shit and cousin decides to just humor me

>tfw you win two matches in a row with your main

>The smile would not leave my face

>Cousin R proposes a bet that I foolishly accept

>“Right, if I win the next match; you get to join me and A on our next shopping trip…”

>Oh, oh no

>“If you win, I’ll help you grind for that retard rare piece of equipment you want in WoW”

>I accept, cause Whatcouldgowrong.png

>Pick Sub-Zero cause he never lets me down

>tfw your opponent doesn’t pick their main and starts the match

>Oh fuck, I got this

>Get fucking crushed in the first round, and end up using devil tricks to win the second round

>Sweatingman.jpg

>Third match starts

>IT’SHAPPENING.mp3.gif

>I proceed to get fucking rekt and end up suffering the most painful fatality she can pull off

>Cousin just gives me a smug as fuck grin before leaving

>tfw you could’ve prevented this

 

Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck. God damn Noob Saibot, I hate you with a passion.

 

 

 

No.57734812

>tfw forced into a shopping trip cause of stupid cousin’s bet

>Fuck her and Saibot

>tfw cousin and sister take longer than needed cause they’re putting on make-up

>Fuck that shit, I’m going in what’s comfy, so what if I might pass as a guy

>They’re finally ready though my sister seems to be unable to meet my eye for some reason

>Whatever

>We get to the mall and everything’s going as planned

>It’s too loud

>Why are we getting glares

>tfw entering ANOTHER clothing store and I let out a long suffering sigh

>“Wassa matta Cuz? Never had fun on a shopping trip before?”

>Ihadfunonceitwasawful.jpg

>They just shrug at my answer and we continue shopping

>Somehow cousin and sister attract a couple douchebro lads that won’t stop hitting on them

>I’m already dead, this must be hell

>Gets so bad I end up cursing them out in front of a store

>Fun’s officially over as I lead sister and cousin back to the car

>Almost to the car when those fuking lads end up trying to get my attention in the parking lot

>They end up saying my sister’s a slut as I try to ignore them

>RAGE MODE mk2 ACTIVATE

>tfw end up cussing them out again, I think I might’ve used copypasta again

>Oh god I want to die

>Turn to go back to the car when one of them sucker punches me

>Black out

>Wake up in a hospital bed with sister holding my hand

>Apparently they started a fight that led me to somehow breaking their legs and my dominant hand

>Fuck adrenalin is messed up

>She asks why I got mad again

>“I-I couldn’t just let them get away with calling you a slut, A. You’re not; you’re my sister who’s unbelievably kind and beautiful.”

>tfw sister gives me best hug and whispers that she’s glad I’m her sister

 

She signed my cast, so the day wasn’t totally ruined, also got out of jail time cause of self-defense claim.

 

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No.57725178

>Be browsing 4chan when I decide to peek at /s/

>Fuck yes, fit girl thread

>End up expanding all the thumbnails in preparation

>My next hour shall be of fun

>Dad ends up coming in to ask for my help before I can get started

>Davy Jones take him

>I agree and end up turning off my monitor as I go deal with the problem

>Oh God, it’s easier than I thought

>tfw you spend longer than you wanted fixing something that could’ve been prevented

>Get back and find younger sister turning on the monitor

>tfw everything slows down as you race against time so your porn isn’t discovered

>So close I can feel the validation of stopping my sister

>…or that could be the spaghetti trying to get out

>tfw you end up tripping four feet away and getting her attention

>“Ohmigawd, Anonette? Are you okay?”

>tfw a grunt equals an okay and she ends up turning her gaze back to the now visible /s/ thread

>I get up despite feeling spaghetti starting to leak out of my panties to try and stop her

>It’s too late

>Sister’s just staring blankly at one of the expanded thumbnails before quickly opening another tab

>tfw you’re trying to walk to your bed while spaghetti is running down your legs

>This can’t get any worse

>Maybe I can suffocate myself with my pillow so it doesn’t have a chance

>Two failed suffocation attempts later I feel my sister’s hand squeeze my shoulder reassuringly

>“Anonette, I’m happy that you’re comfortable with yourself…but maybe you should look at those things during the night.”

>tfw you can’t decide whether to be happy or embarrassed at her remark

 

Fuck, I should’ve just hugged her in thanks.

 

 

 

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No.57734693

>just spent all my money on liquid cooling for my gaming rig

>Sister A's birthday in three days

>ohshit.jpg

>She always buys me the best presents

>Last year she bought me all of the Stephanie Brown Batgirl comics

>Said that I preferred Barbara

>She looked so hurt

>I am literally scum

>Stephanie was actually a decent Batgirl

>(Not as good as qt3.14 redhead)

>Have no idea what to buy, end up getting her some black and gold boots

>Her birthday

>She opens gift in the morning with family

>"I love them, they're so cute!"

>Y-you too

>Family looks at me

>Propelled back up to my room by jets of spaghetti

>Spend rest of the day hearing A having fun downstairs

>Try to open the door and go and join her

>Can't do it

>sob

>Go down for food later that night

>making sandwich when I hear a sound behind me

>It's A

>Wearing nothing but a singlet and panties

>And the boots

>unf

>She sees you looking at her boots, smiles sheepishly

>"I liked them so much, I couldn't bring myself to take them off"

>She comes over and hugs me

>"Thanks, E. I love you"

>say "i love you too" awkwardly late

>She lets go, says goodnight and walk out of the kitchen

>I can't help but stare at her ass, the heels on the boots makes it look even better than normal

>Left alone

Why can't I just be normal?

 

 

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No.57752606

>Just had an absolutely massive blowout with my sister.

>Like, nuclear war-level sisters fighting. Yelling, swearing, throwing things. The works.

>It might even have descended into an actually physical confrontation if our father hadn't stepped between us.

>He suggests that I go with him on a drive in that 'I'm-simply-suggesting-the-idea-but-you-have-no-choice' sort of way.

>We get into the car and he starts about how unusual this is for the two of us and how we used to be really close and how we're too old to be fighting so childishly, blah blah blah.

>He sort of figured out that I wasn't interested in the speech, and said his final words about it with a grunt, but let it drop.

>I have to admit it but he's right. Usually I'm just hold up in my room, on my computer quietly ignoring my family, especially my baby sister for...complicated reasons.

>We used to be best friends, but for the same reasons, we've drifted apart steadily throughout the years. We're essentially strangers in the same house now.

>That sort of came to a head tonight when I passed her in the hall on the way back to my bedroom.

>I put on my best pleasant smile, trying to just acknowledge her presence then scurry by but she had other ideas.

>She approaches me with a DVD in hand and says "Hey E I got this superhero movie, do you want to watch it with me?"

>spaghettipockets.gif

>"I, uh, no." it came out much more abruptly and I guess harshly than I'd intended and she looked hurt. Damage control time.

 

No.57753498

>>57752606

>"Well - what I mean is, I-I already saw it...and it was bad. So I don't - I don't care to see it again." just this small bit of blustering has left my chest pounding and my face hot. I attempt to slip by her again, but A - again - had other ideas.

>Very angry ideas.

>A grabs my upper arm, and glares me down.

>My first reaction is to try and jerk away, but holy shit she's gotten like Hulk strong since the last time we had a real fight.

>"What the fuck, E?! I go out, and I buy this - this STUPID caped crusader movie that I don't even like JUST to spend time with you, and I don't even get so much as a 'Thanks A' for the effort?!"

>I've never been very good at controlling my emotions, and my fight-or-flight is starting to kick into overdrive and since she's got her Mr. Universe grip on my arm I get mad in return.

>"Who says I even want to spend time with you?" and I shove her with my free arm.

>Anger and adrenaline can make you say fucked up things you don't mean.

>I've always felt bad about how fucked up things have gotten between A and I, but I've never really known how to approach it, so I've just sort of, let it go, for the time being.

>I will spare you the gory details, but I will say by the end, she was red-faced and crying.

>In the car, Dad's trying his best to avoid the inevitable awkward silence by talking about nothing, with me giving him one word replies or some kind of affirmative grunt.

>feelsrealbadman.png.jpg

 

No.57754378

>>57753498

>The guilt is starting to make my chest knot up, and all this conversation about nothing is just starting to frustrate me.

>All of a sudden I can't stand it anymore, and all the anger, regrets, and frustration just come poring out and I starting bawling like a little bitch.

>I feel like screaming but comes out choked by the sobs and dad pulls over into some empty parking lot.

>He's never been a very expressive or emotional parent, but he's always tried to be a good father.

>He tentatively rubs my shoulder.

>It's not especially comforting, but points for trying I guess.

>"I-I never meant to-to let things get this bad between A a-and I. I want to f-fix things but I don't k-know how! I don't know how and it scares me."

>Another wave of sobbing

>liedowntrynottocrycryalot.jifpg

>"E, have you tried just talking to A?"

>I manage to gulp down the crying just long enough to manage a coherent response "W-we're not little kids a-anymore. I d-don't even know what she's i-into. Every time I try, it feels like th-there's this gap that j-just keeps getting bigger, and I don't know how to g-get across."

>Putting my head into my arms I put my face toward the dash and moan petulantly "This isn't fair. I never asked for this."

>My dad didn't speak for a long moment, I assume trying to process all this raw emotion and construct as sensitive and diplomatic an answer as possible. "E. Is there something you're not telling me?" I can hear his frown. Truth time. No more avoiding it.

 

No.57755598

>>57754378

>Like some kind of parental spidey-sense, he can tell that I'm not I'm lying, or at the very least leaving out everything that matters.

>I have to grip my upper arms hard, and will myself to sit up in the seat. I begin to speak, but the words catch in my throat.

>This is the day I've been dreading since I first realized that I'm gay.

>If this wasn't terrible enough, the person who made me realize my...peculiarity was my sister, A.

>So, not only am I a lesbian, but my lesbian crush is my sister.

>Like I said, complicated reasons.

>I'm not exactly sure what it was that first turned me onto her, but I do remember the moment I realized. It was like this giddy sort of warmth that spread and fulled up my whole chest like nothing else had, or has since.

>It was like soaring on butterflies.

>Then crashing back down onto hard, cold ice as I realized that these feelings were never going to be returned in the way I wanted.

>So I selfishly just started withdrawing from her because I couldn't bear how much it hurt that I enjoyed her company so much and for all the wrong reasons.

>I never stopped to consider what that would have done to her.

>Deciding that the whole, absolute truth would just cause even more problems, I decide to give him only a little bit more.

>"Dad I..." my jaw clenches up around the words and I have to will myself forward, summoning up the courage from the adrenaline still pumping in my veins.

>"Dad I'm gay."

 

No.57756555

>>57755598

>I close my eyes and wait for the shitstorm to descend, but there's only silence.

>Oppressive, stifling silence that rages offensively in every one of my senses. My tongue tastes of bile, my limbs start to feel cold, and my head throbs in the anticipation, and the first thing to pierce ringing in my ears is his sigh.

>It is disappointed, and ever so bitter but it rings of a sort of relief "I have had my... suspicions about this for a long time now. I'm sure your mother does too, although she's never brought it up to me."

>I have successfully thrown the scent off of my incestuous fantasies about my baby sister by breaking my father's heart.

>nice.wmv

>My internal monologue is interrupted by his question "So how long have you...known?"

>It's rather plain on his face that he's struggling with this, but he's trying hard to accept it.

>tryingnottocryagain.

>"Uh..." my head is somewhat blank as relief starts to return the warmth to some of my body "I mean, uh, years. Like, since freshman year of high school." the hurt look on his face sends icy daggers into my stomach, the explanation sounding accusatory as I replay it in my head.

>Fuck why am I so bad at being a well adjusted person? "Sorry - I didn't mean it like that dad."

>My chest begins to knot up again and I can feel the tears burning at the corners of my eyes.

>Any attempts to suppress them fail as they roll unbidden down my cheeks.

>And then he pulls me into a hug that squeezes out all my breath.

 

No.57757324

>>57756555

>For the first time in I can't even remember when, I hug my father with real feeling.

>For what feels like forever, we sit like that, embraced as I cry out of relief into his shoulder.

>He smiles bittersweetly as he pulls away, cupping my my cheek, and I feel like I might just start crying more bitch tears.

>Thankfully it seems like I am physically unable to sustain any more tear production, which I'm silently thankful for.

>I look at my phone and see that we've been gone for for about 45 minutes "We should probably start heading back. Mom and A might be worried." and he nods, throwing the car into drive, we start back.

>He's silent for a long time again, but I'm too busy enjoying the feeling of the weight being lifted off my chest.

>"E, about this homosexuality... business." he's struggling to find a way to be sensitive and diplomatic again, which sets warning bells off in my head, and my chests begins to tighten again.

>"Yeah?" I begin guardedly "I think, for now - it'd be better to keep this from your mother and sister, at least until we come up with a way to break it to them gently."

>I don't know how to react to this. At first I feel incredulous at the notion, but slowly, my indignation bends to the realization that he's right. Mother's always been a religious person, and there's no way to gauge how Anna would react to this.

>Knowing her, she'd probably start crying too and accept it without a second thought, but there's always the chance...

 

No.57758042

>>57757324

>It's agony to wait for the ride to end, but eventually we pull into the driveway, and both exit the car.

>"Perhaps you should apologize to your sister." he suggests in that 'I'm-not-really-suggesting' tone again.

>We enter and mother's sitting at the table drinking coffee, and Anna's nowhere to be seen. She gets up to greet us, giving dad a kiss, and me a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

>She grips my shoulders firmly and begins chiding "You go apologize to your sister. She was just trying to do something nice for you. I don't agree with how she reacted, but I expect better from you E." I nod and mutter somthing about 'going to right now.'

>I slip away from her grip and into the hall. I can hear the faint sounds of sobbing coming from A's bedroom, and my entire body feels like it's being crushed by ice.

>Quickly, I duck into my bedroom and get my laptop, which I stuff under my arm as I approach Anna's door.

>knock knock na-knock knock "A? Can I come in?"

>I can hear her quickly trying to stop herself from crying as she shuffles around to get to the door.

>"What do you want?" she demands bitterly, disarming what I had prepared immediately, leaving me standing somewhat sheepishly in the threshold of the door.

>"I - look, A, I just um -" sucking in a sharp deep breath, I force it all out in one quick swoop "LookI'msorry about how I acted and stuff, I just don't know how to deal with things I do want to hang out. Do you want to watch a movie?"

 

No.57758850

>>57758042

>I can see her face contort as she tries desperately to stay angry at me, but eventually the anger melts away like snow in the red-headed freckle-cheeked sun.

>Elation pounds in my chest as she tosses her arms around me, probably fracturing my spine in her bear-like hug.

>My muscles have become spaghetti and my blood prego pasta sauce as I can do nothing but bask in how absolutely warm her hug is, her smell tantalizing my nose like the most gourmet chocolate.

>"Oh E, I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said I just can't stand this distance anymore. You're my best friend, and that will never change. Of course I want to watch a movie." her words muffled as she cries joyously into my shoulder, while I can do nothing but robotically rub her back.

>A can't even turn off the waterworks while she drags a dumbfounded me into her room, shoving me onto her bed, following me shortly.

>In my mind the next few minutes to an hour wouldn't be allowed on a christian imageboard, but this is real life.

>She cuddles up next to me as I open the laptop and load-up a chickflick I know she wanted to see but never go the chance to before it left theaters.

>I pirated the dvdrip and planned on burning it to a disk, but this works too.

>Her head on my shoulder and arms around my waist, my chest begins to ache with a dull emptiness.

>I will never have exactly what I want, but this will have to do.

>The ride will never end for me.

 

/WATCHIN A MOVIE END/

 

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>graduate college

>get local job offer, can't bear family anymore

>don't give a shit what job is for

>crushing guilt about unholy sister love

>can't look her in the face

>can't look myself in the mirror either

>gtfo, finds some dump to hole up in across town

>sister A tries to visit often even though college and sports

>am asshole when she visits because robot, fucking robot

>hate myself more, tell her to stop visiting

>her face ohgodwhatiswrongwithme

>haunts my dreams

>sucks it up, go to therapy

>say fucking nothing about A, but learn to be less waste of life

>christmas break for A, obligatory family gathering

>still 3/4 robot, wtfever.jpg

>buys present for A, precarious spaghetti, no idea if she'll like it

>nobody expected me to show up

>force myself to be civil to everybody

>A sees me, her face is like the fucking sun

>hugs me and says how much she missed me

>after party, everybody opens gifts

>got nobody shit, nobody surprised

>only A got me something, was a pair of really nice ice skates

>had to have cost so much, willfuckingcherishuntildeath

>ask A outside, shows her the?present

>jaw drops

>spaghetti leaking horribly, jellyknees.png

>got her custom blown glass sculpture of a snowman we made as kids from an old pic

>"it's olaf! he looks just like I remember! omg, I love it anonette!"

>bear hugs me so hard, A is so happy, the joy

>hugs her back, no words, am still robot

>hug lasts really long

>realize A is cuddling against me

>can't do shit but hold on to goddess

>A asks in small voice if I'll let her visit me

>SPAGHETTIOVERLOAD

>can't ruin this moment

>manage fucking autistic nod

>A is so goddamn happy, kisses me on the mouth for halfsecond, whatishappeninggoddamnrobotdreamsagainfuckyou

>A looks embarrassed, runs inside before I can slap myself

>expecting alarm clock any fucking second

>go home

?

wake me up robots. this can't be real.

 

Corrected the green text for the missing present A gave Elsa.

 

 

 

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/THAT PLANE STORY START/

 

Oh god

>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...

 

 

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....

 

 

 

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

 

 

>"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!

 

 

>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

 

>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.

 

>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.

 

>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???

 

 

>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...

 

 

>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

 

>Slam the lavatory door

>Standing in the dark aisle

>Engines droning

>Dim lights of the doors

>Water bottle rack

>Grab one of the small bottles and unscrew it

>Chug

>Finish

>Grab another

>Stare at the label

>Take my cap off of my head

>Unscrew the bottle

>Raise it to my lips

>And over my head

>And pour it all out

>Let it go

>All of it

>Let it go

>Hair soaked, shirt wet

>Can't hold it back anymore

>Shake drops out of my hair

>Let it go

>Stroke my hair back

>Let it go

>Still dripping

>Turn away and slam the door

>Make my way back down the aisle, a trail of water in my wake

>I don't care what they're going to say

>I don't falter when the ship shakes

>Let the storm rage on

>I feel the air on my wet skin

>The cold never bothered me anyway

>Reach my seat

>A's curled up in her corner

>Peeks up from under her blanket, as if hoping

>She jerks back, startled

>Standing there looking down, wet hair hanging down in front of my face, dribbling water on my seat

>How can I look her in the eye?

>Her pale blue eyes wide, edges tinged with pink, staring

>That perky button nose, reddened

>So gorgeous

>Hesitation

>No, not now

>"a-A..."

Fix this

 

 

E, again. Hopefully I can finish my blogpost tonight...

>>57411048

>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."

 

>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.

 

 

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. Or not.

 

 

>Return trip

>Parents ask if we'd like to take their spots in first class

>Rather not, prefer to be in economy with A

>A refuses, tells them to enjoy first class

>Mom is grinning weirdly, giving Dad this knowing look

>No clue why

>Parents board first

>A turns to me

>Says she's excited for the flight

>Because she gets to be alone with me again

>Spaghetti all over again

 

>Back home

>Getting drink from kitchen

>Family's looking through Polaroid album

>They're looking at one Polaroid in particular

>Apparently A loves it

>Mom's giving Dad that knowing look again

>Can't help it

>Go see what it is

>Almost spit out my drink

>Spaghetti threatening to fall out

>Snatch the picture from Mom's hand

>Say it's going in the trash

>Run off before anyone can speak up

>Straight to my room

>Polaroid's taped to my screen now

>Covered by random post-it notes of course

 

 

/END THE PLANE ONE/

 

 

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fuckfuckfuck robots, it finally fucking happened

 

>parents taking weekend trip to cottage up north

>sister A has boyfriend K and cousin E and her boyfriend R 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

 

 

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/PLANS FOR /U/TOPIA START/

(btw I don't quite remember the accepted name of this one I just know it's sort of like this)

 

 

>tfw it’s hot as satan’s vagina

>Trying to ignore it by playing Mario kart with A

>She’s in nothing but some panties and a loose top

>Sweatingman.jpg

>tfw you’ll be fine if you stare intently at the screen

>Successful distraction successful

>End up being too successful since sister starts up some banter and I can’t help but continue it

>It’s almost like she’s flirting with me

>…NAH

>“Hey E~, why don’t we make the next race more interesting?”

>I’m a little confused by the way she just winked at me

>“If I win…let’s go out tonight, just you and me, for some ice cream or something”

>Why does it sound like she’s trying to wrangle a date

>“If you win, well…I’ll do anything you want for an entire day.”

>I’m sure she means something innocent

>I agree cause confidence

>She fucking gets up and walks over to me before sitting in my lap

>Ends up grinding her toned ass against me while trying to get comfortable

>Youvegonetoofarthistimeboner.jpg

>Start the race at sister’s behest and try to do my best

>Fail miserably cause she keeps grinding her ass against me

>tfw you accept your fate with a blush as red as Mario’s cap

>Halfway through the cup I notice that A’s not wearing a bra

>Gotta resist urge to look down A’s shirt

>My will is about as strong as wet spaghetti

>Glance down again to get a better look

>Get Blindedbythelight.wav

>tfw your sister’s boobs are perfect

>Now I certainly don’t care about losing this bet

>Cause I’ve been in eighth place the entire race

>Yep just lost

>Sister’s got this smug smile

>She cups my cheek

>Ohgodwhat

>“Be ready by Eight, E, this night will be great”

>I end up still as stone as A kisses my cheek before leaving the room

>“Please dress upscale casual, the place I have in mind is kind of trendy.”

 

D-does...Am I about to go on a date with my sister?

 

 

 >THE TIME IS NOW

>The ‘date’ begins

>Somehow end up looking like a guy

>Whatever it's not like I tried that hard

>Sis tried real hard since she’s mypantiesareflooded/10

>Pokerface.jpg

>End up realizing that she’s starting

>Compliment her to break the silence

>“Thanks, and wooow~ I didn’t know you could be so handsome, Anonette”

>Not sure if serious

>Car ride there A takes my hand

>She doesn’t let go of my hand until we’re at the place

>Line’s short so it doesn’t take long

>We get seated at a small as fuck table

>Seriously, we could hold hands while sitting

>A makes small talk while we wait for the waiter

>Eh could be worse

>Waiter comes by and we place our orders

>It’s too snooty in here

>Does she ever draw blood from biting her lip

>Food’s here and I forgot I ordered spaghetti

>Fuck

>tfw you try to prepare yourself to not spill it

>Be semi-successful

>Realize A’s eating slower than normal

>Glance up and see she’s staring at me

>End up looking behind me to make sure she’s staring at me

>Yep, she is

>Stupidly ask her what’s so interesting

>She ends up reaching across the table and grabs my hand

>Gotta fight the blush that’s breaking out of its cage

>“I’m still surprised by how beautiful you are. You’ll probably have to beat girls off with a stick if you keep dressing this way.”

>Oh shit it’s worse than it was predicted

>She just giggles before going back to her meal

>tfw you eat at sanic speed to fight off the blush she caused

>Somehow surprised when we finish early

>End up realizing A’s staring at me again

>Nah those can’t be bedroom eyes

>Catch her eye while preparing to leave

>Motion for her to come along

>A grabs my hand when she’s ready

>tfw walking out to the car like that while holding hands

 

Ffff why is it taking so long to get back.

Phone typing sucks     

 

 

>Riding back to the house

>Taking longer than normal

>A’s probably taking me to a shallow grave

>Nearly have a heart attack when she takes a hold of my hand

>Fuck yeah, early death

>End up glancing at her to see if she saw my reaction

>Nope her eyes are on the road

>That doesn’t stop her from caressing my knuckles

>The reaction is not butterflies fluttering about

>More like Mothra flying about in my tummy

>Damn it

>A must have some idea what she’s doing to me

>Ride continues on in silence just like her caresses

>Finally get home

>Resist urge to run up to my room

>Somehow end up idling on the porch while glancing at my sister

>Seems like she’s about to say something

>Suddenly hugs

>Feel her nuzzle my neck while hugging

>“Thanks for following through with my bet. I’d love to go out again if you feel up to it.”

>Her slightly pleading tone somehow became sexy

>My one weakness

>End up agreeing

>A squeals in happiness while tightening the hug

>Why are her hands so low

>Whoa those hands are really low

>OHGODWHAT

>tfw you’re pretty sure you were just groped

>Freeze up while trying to process what happened

>…Y-yeah that just happened

>Not sure what to feel

>Dawning realization that I’m the only one out here

>End up going inside

>Realize I have to pass A’s room to get to mine

>Miserably fail to resist the urge press my ear against her door

>Quiet so far

>Wait

>tfw you hear some faint whimpers and panting coming from your sister’s room

>Stealthily nope the rest of the way to my room

>Just lay down on bed trying to still process what happened

>tfw you have no idea what to feel

 

…S-she was thinking of her ex, yeah that’s it. There’s just no way.

No way, that she would be thinking of me

 

 

>Following day

>Alone in the house looking at some porn

>Trying to find some great redheads or decent incest erotica

>Can’t find either

>About to give up when I find the perfect thing

>Click on it without thinking

>Fake virus thing starts up

>Fuck that

>Shutdowneverything.gif

>Begin a few scans

>Just to be safe

>Few minutes later realize I was expecting an e-mail

>Divines above

>End up deciding to use my sister’s laptop

>Not like she’ll mind since she uses mine so often

>Always at the worst times too

>Bah whatever

>Make my way to her room

>House still seems too big for my tastes

>Slip into her room

>Get the feeling that I don’t belong here

>Again

>Where the fuck is her computer

>See the computer on her desk

>God, could I be dumber

>About to sit down when I see a pair of panties on the chair

>Like freshly used panties

>Shut up it makes sense

>End up grabbing them and throwing them across the room

>Great my hand’s wet now

>The hell was my sister doing before she left

>Wake up laptop

>First thing I see is a picture of a red head feeding a strawberry to a blonde

>Biggest wtf of my life

>Go to another image

>Picture of a nude blonde instead

>OHGOD

>Why would A have these

>End up opening up the browser while trying to scrub those pictures from my mind

>Find out there’s nothing in my inbox

>Hopes:deleted.jpg

>Set everything up the way it was before I came in

>Can’t have A find out I was in here

>Right everything’s back in place

>Run back to my room while trying to figure out why A would have those images

>Also why were those panties on her chair

>It couldn’t possibly indicate something

>…Nah probably not

>End up reading a comic back in my room while I continue waiting

>tfw the knowledge that your sister looks at pictures like that won’t leave your head

 

M-maybe…it was for some drawing she’s working on?

Why does the thought of my sister schlicking to girls arouse me?

 

 

>tfw trying to sleep but plagued by thoughts of the porn on your sister’s computer

>Can’t find an explanation for it

>Start reading The Leviathan

>That’ll definitely put me to sleep

>End up dozing off a fourth of the way through the book

>…Zzzz

>Get startled awake by a knock

>Who the fuck is knocking this late

>Nearly trip onto the floor

>Being half awake is the worst

>Finally open the door

>Sister’s outside looking at me with half-lidded eyes

>Stare at her for a bit

>Realize she’s in what can only be described as lingerie

>Weird

>Not as weird as sleeping in an old dress shirt and some panties

>Asks me if we can sleep together again

>Too tired to argue

>Mumble out an okay as while shuffling to bed

>Gonna get my comfy back on

>Almost comfy when my sister starts moving around

>Damn she must be closer than normal

>Quietly asks me if we can cuddle

>End up grunting as I wrap my arms around her waist

>Sooo tired

>Embracing sleep when Anna moves one last time

>Fuck damn it so close

>Gonna ignore it

>She ends up kissing my cheek while whispering goodnight

>Whoa wait

>Nope too tired to care

>…

>Wake up feeling someone breathing on me

>Crack open an eye to see

>Eyes fly up when I realize I’m face to face with my sleeping sister

>So close

>Almost able to kiss her pink lips

>Realize the distance is closing between us

>Fuck I’m about to kiss her

>Come to a sudden stop when I feel her groping my ass

>While she’s asleep

>By the Nine

>Save me

>tfw you spend the next four hours still as stone while trying to fall asleep

 

Worst four hours of my life.

Ended up ruining my favorite pair of panties too.

 

 

>Few days later

>Alone in the house

>Parents just left for a vacation

>Sister also left for the day

>Didn’t find out where she went

>Bored beyond bored

>Get this great idea to cure my boredom

>Just have to find my 3ds

>Now where the fuck could it be

>Vaguely remember that A took it to try out pokemon Ecks and Why

>Shouldn’t I be more surprised that she wanted to play it

>Meh whatever

>Make my way through a house that’s still too big

>Realize that her door’s closed

>Immediately resist urge to press ear against it

>Notice how dumb that is since she’s not home

>Enter her room

>Why is it so dark

>Isn’t it usually brighter

>tfw you really shouldn’t be in here

>Shake it off as I start looking

>Find it on a desk next to an open book

>Huh I wonder what she was reading

>…Little odd that she’d be read about a girl not being able to find some panties

>Hang about

>The handwriting is familiar

>OHSHIT

>The book’s her diary

>Do I dare read more

>Eh…why not

>Go back a few entries

>This one looks interesting

>Oh god it involves that bet

>What the fuck

>The entire thing was staged

>All I can see now is A going keikakudoori.gif

>After she won and during the would be ‘date’

>Wait where’s that entry

>Holy fuck

>She actually considered it a date

>…

>Glassbreaking.wav.wmv

>Close the diary to see what she has written on it

>Top Secret: Plans for a utopia

>Slowly put everything back in its proper place

>Promptly nope right out of the room

>Run back to my room without muh 3ds

>Doesn’t matter

>Cause my world’s likely ending

>So I gotta wipe my browser history

>Before removing all my porn from my computer

>There’s just no way

>She’d be trying to seduce me

>tfw a little part of you actually hopes and believes she actually might

 

I-I…That had to have been a dream, yeah, definitely a dream.

Is it possible that she knows?

 

 

>Several hours later

>Almost done processing my not so little discovery

>…Definitely close to finishing

>Finally accept that A may want me

>What if she’s not so innocent after all

>Hang about

>Were there other times she was naughty

>Hmm

>There was that one time when we were eating ice cream

>Ended up wiping some off of A’s neck before sucking on the finger

>Right before she promptly lunged at me and crushed our lips in a kiss…

>WAITAMINUTE

>That didn’t happen

>The wetness I’m feeling tells me that definitely didn’t happen

>Wasn’t there another situation

>Something about A telling a cashier that I was taken

>Little odd she’d do that

>Somehow it ended with Anna ravaging me in a bathroom stall

>…wait

>That didn’t fucking happen

>GOD DAMN IT BRAIN

>Another pair of panties ruined

>Damn it

>tfw it dawns on you that you finally have a chance

>Have a chance at getting with my sister

>Only one way to find out

>Brain ends up going into hyper drive thinking up plans

>Where the hell did this productivity come from

>Don’t give a damn

>End up changing into the sexiest clothes available

>tfw you look in the mirror and think you could do better

>Ffff…don’t care still pumped

>Hear sister return home via the slamming of a door

>All right I can do this

>Walk out of room intent on getting her attention

>By any means necessary

>Fuck, ended up swaying my hips a little too much

>Realize that hips don’t lie

>Especially if A can’t take her eyes off me

>Ask her if she wants to play a game later

>She agrees in a dazed fashion

>Almost positive I heard her say something else as I walk back to my room

>Gotta figure out which game we should play

>tfw you’re one step closer to tasting your sister

>’Tis a good feel

 

 

Fffff what if I’m too aggressive?

what if w-we hold hands

 

 

>Time to set up some happenings

>With that one dancing game A always plays

>One that I’m strangely good at…

>Bah more important matters at hand

>End up in the living room to find her waiting

>Apparently she had the same idea as me

>Eh that’s not magic

>Convince her to go first

>Try to think of some lines to say while I’m watching her dance

>Can’t think of anything good

>Distracted by the way my sister’s moving and shaking her ass

>That’s it

>Tell A that her shorts make her butt look cute

>Fff that should’ve been better

>Thankfully she’s caught off guard and stumbles a bit

>Give her a sultry gaze as she glances back at me

>A ends up whipping her head back to the screen

>Hopefully she’s trying to hide a blush

>Wonderful

>Keep complimenting her while giving her Blue Steel when she looks back

>Eventually the time has come for my turn

>Ghost my fingers across her lower back as I tell its time

>Pick a song that’s provocative

>Probably over doing it but whatever

>Rocking my hips side to side as I wait for it to start

>Time to shine

>Doing oddly well despite overdoing some of the movements

>Yeah I can do this

>Not sure how I’m going to make the next part sexy

>Just hope for the best

>Hear A whimper

>Yes

>Keikakudoori.gif

>Gonna have to do something grand for the end

>Spin around and blow a kiss to A for the finish

>Her face lights up like the sun

>Smirk that it all came together

>Wait why is A walking towards me

>O-oh dear

>Pushed up against the wall

>Pushes her lips against mine

>Realize we’re kissing

>SUCCESS

>Kissing for several seconds

>No I will not moan

>Fffffuck

>Ended up moaning

>Break apart so we can breathe

>Damn why did I whimper

>Look at her with bedroom eyes

>She’s biting her lip

>Suddenly she’s running out of the room

>Hear her bedroom door slam shut

>tfw you can’t decide if you just fucked up or not

 

Fuck. God damn. Shit. Fucking hell.

D-did I overdo it? What if she stops talking to me?

 

 

>Day later

>Haven’t seen A since last night

>Haven’t slept since previous day

>Worried about how I seduced A

>Definitely going to check on her

>Maybe after a shower so I don’t smell

>Guilt gnaws at my tummy all through the shower

>Hope she doesn’t hate me when I confess

>Fffff I forgot to bring clothes

>Whatever not like forgot them before

>Make way back to my room

>Realize house is unusually quiet

>Huh, I guess she isn’t up

>Definitely apologizing to her after I’m dressed

>In the process of getting dressed but I can’t find my lucky shirt

>Have to give myself any sort of luck I can

>End up bending over to look through another drawer for it

>Door slams shut behind me

>I scream the most horrific scream in my life

>Think it’s a skeleton so I grab something to defend myself with

>Turn around to greet the abomination with what should be steel

>Oh...it’s A

>Watch her go sit on my bed while clutching the would be weapon

>Notice she has bags under her eyes

>Set the not-weapon down while I wait for something to happen

>…

>A breaks it in a rushed voiced

>Tells me she’s a terrible person for kissing me

>Tells me she’s awful for not being able to stop thinking about me

>Tells me that she should an hero

>A’s making an effort not to cry

>tfw thiskillstheanonette.png

>Storm up to her

>Push her down while leaning over her

>Cup A’s cheek

>Tell her that I could never hate something I love

>Surprised her with a kiss

>Morphing into a make out session

>One that lasts for several minutes

>Break apart to see her smiling at me

>Can see the love in her eyes

>Hnnnnggg

>Can’t help but smile back

>End up cuddling for a little while

>Somehow start kissing again

>So great

>Feel her grope my butt

>Eyes go wide

 

And you know what happened next?

 

 

>Resist urge to hnng at her sheepish expression at being caught

>Give sister smirk in response to her groping

>Towel probably has a big wet spot from all of her groping

>Start kissing down her jaw as she continues

>Plan on giving her more freckles on her neck

>Blushing up a storm as I begin to give her a love bites

>She starts cooing compliments as I continue giving hickey

>Fffffuck must resist urge to swoon

>Feel pleasure shoot up my spine coupled with cool air

>Realize she pushed up the towel to grope me better

>tfw a fire lights up in your tummy

>Make my way back up to her jaw nipping every now and then

>Tell A I love her before kissing her again

>A starts nibbling on my bottom lip

>The hell is that supposed to mean

>Oh right, she wants me to open my mouth

>Grant her tongue access while slipping mine into her

>Start being a bit of a try hard at first

>She’s just patient as I get used to the rhythm

>Eventually get it to a decent pace

>Surprised by how patient she’s being

>Absent mindedly grasp her breast

>Something’s poking my hand

>End up trying to adjust my hand’s position without getting poked

>Nothing seems to work

>A breaks the kiss letting out a loud moan

>Realize what’s poking muh hand

>Feel a bit silly now

>Glance up to see if she’s okay

>A’s giving me max level bedroom eyes

>Tells me to let her up

> Do so and become surprised when my towel falls to the floor

>Resist urge to cover myself

>Especially while she’s taking off her top

>Shirt’s finally off and my eyes devour her body

>Her tits are as perfect as I remember them

>Dem abs shall be my death

>End up pushing her back down while kissing her

>…

>Wake up the following day

>Face buried in my sister’s hair

>So comfy

>Don’t wanna get out of bed

>Princessofsunlight.mp3

>Spend the all of day with her in my arms

 

It feels like I’ve ascended to the heavens.

I don’t ever want to go back.

 

 

>Week after the Divines blessed me

>tfw finally have qt13.4 strawberry blond girlfriend

>tfw it’s your little sister

>tfw the lovemaking is great

>tfw nobody shall stop us

>tfw checking e-mail expecting nothing

>tfw you get a job offer that you weren’t expected

>tfw you know you could actually land it if you applied for it

>tfw girlfriend/sister encourages you to take

>tfw you end up getting the job

>tfw going out to celebrate with gf

>tfw celebration’s real romantic

>tfw later at night the lovemaking is best you ever had

>tfw not caring if some misogynist beta virgins believe you

 

Gonna take a break from this awful site.

Hopefully you faggots will get through your problems okay.

 

 

Damn it guys, not sure why I’m back but I think I messed up. Big time.

 

>Huge winter blowout with gf

>tfw arguing becomes full-blown hostile because neither of us will back down

>tfw she tears up

>Ffff can't stop the guilt

>Despite the matter being kind of life or death

>Seriously

>Telling our mom we've been together since gf became legal

>Only going to end in disaster

>No matter how close we might be

>Argh

>Gf says mom will understand cause she’s more understanding

>Been about a year since our dad died

>Soo there’s that as well…

>Fuck

>Can’t get the image of her crying out of my head

>Feel fucking horrible

>Damn it

>Can still hear her sobbing

>Ffffff

>Don’t wanna lose her

>Gotta think of someway to apologize

>Well there is… ‘that’

>‘That’ would definitely tell her how much I love her

>…All right I’m going use ‘that’

>Just have to build up the courage

>It’s okay, I’ve been preparing for this for a while

>I can do this

>tfw she loves you

>tfw she loves you

>tfw she loves you

>tfw she still loves you

 

I’m going to do it! Wish me luck.

 

 

SHE SAID YES! WE’RE GOING TO GET MARRIED!!

 

 

/PLANS FOR /U/TOPIA END/

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I'm going to need two evokers for this.jpg

One of two parts.

 

>tfw can’t stop feeling guilty over the fact that sister’s Christmas present is a sweater

>She probably spent a rediculous amount of hours picking mine

>A. Rediculous. Amount. Of. Hours.

>tfw such guilt, so self-loathing

>Fuck it! I’ll get her something better

>Something that’ll show her how much I care for her

>tfw going the local jewelers like I’m on a motherfucking mission, cause I am

>Sinking suspicion that I’m drawing attention but I ignore it cause it’s for sister

>Kinda just shuffle around the store, looking at the various pieces of jewelry

>tfw hoping a piece will jump out at me that screams I love you before a saleslady comes over

>Look around and get confused by the fact that there are only salesladies

>tfw returning to the search while resisting urge to just pick something at random

>”Can I help you find anything, Darling?

>tfw askeletonpoppedout.gif

>Whip head around to voice while trying not to get a heart attack

>Some cougar type lady looks at me expectantly; I think her nametag said Mallory or something

>I give her a generic answer in a clipped fashion before a predatory smile falls onto her face

>tfw cougar lady just nods and directs me over to another side of the store

>mfw all the pieces are too girly and I don’t think they’d be right

>Cougar just simply nods before gently taking a hold of my elbow and leading me to another case

>Oh god what is this feeling?.png

>tfw fighting full body blush while being led around

>Hear some customers giggling or mutter some insulters under their breath

>Don’t care, still trying to fight this fucking blush.

>Damn cougar Lady

 

 

>Look to my side as we walk toward another case, when my body suddenly is rooted to the ground

>There it is

>The perfect thing to get my sister

>”Ah. What an excellent eye for beauty you have, darling, shall I give you a better view of it?”

>tfw blink owlishly before blushing up a bigger storm but fight through it to respond

>“Y-yes, I’d like that.”

>Cougar lady just smiles coyly as she makes her around the case to get out the piece

>tfw she pulls out the necklace I am struck by its beauty

>Like Hallejuah chorus.mp3

>Cougar lady just snaps her fingers to get my attention since I’ve been staring

>Look up and blush since I got caught staring…again

>Cougar lady just chuckles seductively?

>I don’t know, but she asks if that is what I wanted.

>tfw just want to get home since that sink suspicion came back in 200%

>tfw I don’t care if it makes me into a financial bum it’s for my sister

>Thank the oddly affectionate Cougar lady as I accept the bag holding necklace

>”Do come again, Beautiful. It’s always nice to meet someone that has an eye for jewelry”

>Nod absently as I make my way to the door

>tfw her words finally register in my mission focused mind and I come to a standstill right front of the door

>[full body blush intensifies]

>Fucking, run out of the store and to the car since I can feel her watching me

>tfw I realize I got my sister a great Christmas gift

>Missionaccomplished.gif

 

At least I got her the gift.

Another shopping feels thread.

 

 

>Laundry day

>Knock on Anna's door

>Swings open

>Bed unmade, bookshelf un-alphabatized, dirty clothes on floor

>Fight back cringe

>Adorable mint green panties on the floor

>Nobodies looking

>I really shouldn't

>Anna's nowhere to be seen

>I really shouldn't

>Pick them up

>I really sho-

>Give them a quick inhale

>"You don't have to check"

>Literally fall forward hitting my head on bedframe

>Redhead standing right where I was

>"If it's on the floor, it's dirty"

>Storm out past her

>"...do you want me to bring down the re-"

>"NO!"

>Didn't speak to her rest of day

 

 

>Eating cereal

>Door shuts behind me, Anna comes skipping by

>No, seriously, skipping

>She plops down right beside me

>"Oh Elsa, tonight has just been the most amazing-blah blah blah"

>Space out until I hear her go silent

>Ask her how her date with Kristoff went

>"Well we were driving by the secluded part of the lake because he said he knew a shortcut, but then he ran out of gas-"

>Start coughing as I accidentally choke on a reese's puff

>She doesn't even notice

>"-So I told him 'What do you mean you have something to give me?' And he put his arm around me"

>Wheezing, slamming a fist to my chest

>"-Of course, I don't understand why we'd be warmer if we cuddled naked, so I asked him"

>WHY IS SHE STILL TALKING?

>"But then he remembered that we were walking distance from town, so we just got out and walked here under the moonlight"

>Spit up the cereal piece

>She finally turns to me

>"Is something wrong?"

>Slug her arm

>"Owww, what?"

 

 

 

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Also recently there have been a few that I'm gonna group together as androanonElsa shorts so here they are.

 

 

>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.

 

 

>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.

 

 

Wish I could get up the guts to an hero, robots.

 

> be disgusting siscon dykefag

> dad and mom drag us all out to dinner to celebrate sister A's lacrosse team winning the championship

> some classy Italian place

> suits, dresses everywhere

> sister A looks fucking gorgeous, as always

> don't stare don't stare

> maybe I shouldn't have worn my Archer beanie and that hoodie I picked up from Salvo

> dat parental look of disappointment

> waiter taking our orders

> turns to me

> "And for you, sir?"

> "She's a girl!" mom hisses

> people turn and stare

> dad is pokerface.jpg

> I am Xir, Destroyer of Worlds

> behold me in my natural environment, surrounded by spaghetti

> waiter apologizes

> my mother looks like she wants to kill the waiter and then me

> complete silence through rest of meal

 

 

>head outside in the morning in an old parka and jeans (perpetual laundry day ftw)

>tell mom its to get some fresh air but really its cause the wifi is out

>set up my laptop at starbucks even though the sight of so many plebs with their macbooks and machi-whatevers makes me wanna choke a baby

>group of girls a few seats away talking way too loudly

>part of me wants to yell at them to shut their traps and another wishes they would come over and makes friends with me

>and oh my god that one to the left is so adorable

>catch myself starring and quickly glance away

>their voices lower a pitch but i can still hear them

>"hey jasmine, was that boy just looking at you?"

>"ohmygod i saw it too, that hot dude was totally scoping you out jas"

>"guys come on you're making me blush!"

>i wish i could make you blush adorable starbucks girl

>"no totally! it was that really pretty blonde guy over there with the powder blue parka and wool cap!"

>haha what are the chances that a guy here is wearing the exact sa-

>oh shit ohshitohshit they're talking about me

>i go deathly still

>"jas go up and introduce yourself!"

>"haha noooooo you guys!"

>oh christ why me

>"come on he's sitting right there!"

>of all the fucking days to dyke it up

>"alright alright ill do it!"

>i bolt out of that starbucks like it were on fire, running until im completely out of breath

>why me? why can't i get pretty girls to like me as a woman?

>tfw i didn't even finish my lemon loaf

 

 

Ha ha, time to hang myself.

 

>Shopping at the mall for sister’s christmas present

>there’s too many people

>it’s too loud

>girls won't stop giggling

>tfw you just want to get in and out

>In line to buy this stupid sweater and some underwear that was on sale

>tfw guilt creeping up cause sister deserves more than a fucking sweater

>Cashier gril flashes me a smile as I walk up to register

>she starts making small talk

>eh whatever

>tfw trying to be social and end up giving her a fucking goofy half smile as I squeak out a reply

>”Will that be all for you today, handsome~”

>WUT.jpg.tiff

>Nod while trying to fight off this stupid blush

>tfw mistaken for a pretty boy cause my hair’s up and I’m wearing a cap

>tfw cashier continues flirting and I can’t tell her I’m not a pretty boy

>Fuk twilight for making them some popular

>tfw cashier girl starts ringing up the underwear while giving me a look

>[blushing instensifies]

>Cashier gril asks if the panties for my gf

>Oh fuck wat do I do?

>"Y-yes they are"

>mfw cashier gril looks so sad, such disappoint

>tfw I just wanna go home

>Cashier gril finally done

>tfw I can’t meet cashier gril’s eye as I grab the bag and leave the store in a rush

 

Fuck shopping

Shopping feels thread

 

 

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Alright, robots... I'm salty. This story might take a few posts to tell

 

>Cousin R is super good at fighting games

>Like, autistically good I swear

>Has like five fighting sticks or something

>She knows my power levels

>Every time she visits, she tries to bond with me over these shitty console games

>Fucking pleb

>Every time she visits, it's goddamned Mortal Kombat

>Every time she visits, it's time for more suffering

>Finally gotten fed up

>No more of this

>Turns out you can get this game on PC

>Steam holiday sales master race

>play the fuck out of it

>Decide to make my main character Sub Zero

>He's pretty cool, I guess

>R is staying at our place now, near end of January

>Barely a month of practice

>a day may come where the courage of Anon falters

>BUT IT IS NOT THIS DAY

 

 

I knew from the get-go that R would still have the edge, so I decided some subterfuge was in order...

 

>The plan is to use the element of surprise

>Must conceal my new power levels from cousin R

>Play it cool when she asks if I want to play games with her

>Act reluctant

>I'm always reluctant

>Not a hard act to put on

>sit down on a couch in front of the TV

>Cousin R takes her normal spot on this stupid stool she sets next to the couch

>stupid fucking arcade stick on her lap

>seriously, why do they use those things again?

>controllers are fine

>Character select time

>Waste some time, acting like the character I'll play as isn't a decision I already made

>R suspects nothing

>Chooses random, just to be fair

>youjustsetoffmytrapcard.png

>move for Sub-Zero, select character, pick stage

>sweaty fucking palms

>why the hell does this matter to me?

>look over at R

>that smug face

>suddenly remember why it matters to me

>IT HAS BEGUN

 

 

>Round one

>the time is almost here

>use silly tricks

>projectile spam

>crouch+uppercut turtling

>jumping kicks

>just scrub shit

>luckily, R got a character she's not good at or something

>lose the first round anyway

>but now it is keikaku time

>(keikaku means plan)

>Start playing pro

>Catch her character in a long range mix-up

>Get in close for the throw

>now the juggling begins

>carnival workers across the world would weep at the majesty

>that's how hard I'm juggling this bitch

>the combos don't stop coming

>go ahead and land an x-ray to boot

>flawless victory

>MFW I just handed perfect little R her ass on a platter

>her face, on the other hand is like a poker face

>She asks for a quick break to get a drink or something

>Is she mad?

>She heads out of the room quickly and with purpose

>She mad

 

 

Now... this is unfair. The way this all eneded? This is fucking uncalled for.

 

>Five minutes later

>Starting to wonder if R just pulled a rage quit

>Suddenly, who bursts into the room and plops down on the couch beside me?

>That fucking whore

>That little conniving, cheating bitch

>son of a fuck

>FUCK

>THAT'S TOO FAR

>So yeah, sister A's sitting here beside me now

>R comes back in

>”Ready for round three?”

>A's trying to be really encouraging I guess

>It's really nice

>It'd be nicer if she had hugged me so tightly

>and then laid her head in my lap

>my lap

>laid her head

>in my LAP

>Proceed to get fucking wrecked

>Too busy to even care about the fucking match anymore

>the hunter has become the hunted

>Never should have let cousin R in on my secret

>This is why batman wears a mask and has a million contingency plans

>goddamned betrayals like this

>We still kept playing the rest of the night

>Didn't beat R once

>A fell asleep in my lap

 

Maybe it's my own fucking fault for trying to school her, but I'm still mad.

 

Still worth it for getting that much contact with A, I guess

 

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>usual friday night

>well not that usual, normally A. would be out with friends by the time

>she is not

>whatevs

>gaming night

>suddenly knock on door

>A. is coming in in her pj

>asks me for a favour

>want to say no cause im playing

>I look at her

>fucking puppy eyes

>"Alright. What do you need?"

>shit

>tells me to stand up and put my blanket over my shoulders

>wtf why the hell should I do this??

>bye computer ill miss you

>does what she wants me to do.

>Tells me to close my eyes

>"O-okay"

>closes eyes

>tfw hoping for her to surprise kiss me

>Sudden heart rise

>i feel she's putting something on my head

>wtf

>"You can open your eyes again"

>opening my eyes

>seeing her satisfied and happy face

>what a qt

>"Now you look like a real queen!"

>looks into the mirror and sees a plastic crown on my head

>a little dissapointed it wasnt a kiss

>"I found it while shopping yesterday and thought it'll fit you. You know you like you have that queen-ish aura around you."

>wtf is she blushing???

>what do you say in those kind of moments????

>If I am a queen than you must be a goddess

>the queen commands you to lay in her bed and undress

>thanks????

>"Erm...was that all?"

>ohhhh Ffff what did I just say??

>Her face is looking so sad!? I fucking broke her heart??

>why is it so important for her?

>"Well..um yes..Sorry I disturbed you. I'll go"

>she is gone

>putting blanket and crown away

>back at playing

>feeling bad for the rest of the night

>why am I so stupid

 

 

2/3

>3am woke up and I am hungry

>going down to get a snack

>going through the living room

>realising there'S an open photo album on the table

>parents weren't home the whole time must have been A.

>she probably forgot to put it back again

>glancing into it

>seeing pictures of me and A. when we were really small

>we were best friends

>getting sad cause I cant even talk to her normally now

>seeing a picture of me and A. wearing little pink plastic crowns

>...

>fffff remembering that when we were little we always played Queen and princess all the time

>this is why that crown A. bought me was so important to her

>was it an attempt on getting closer again??

>i really messed up shit

>hate myself for ever

 

 

3/3

>next day

>asks internet where I can get a similar crown in my area

>some ideas but noone really seems to know

>peparing myself for an itensified shopping day

>...

>come back home after hours

>never again

>only found a not so awesome plastic crown

>where the hell did she find such a good crown anyway?

>A. is watching TV in the living room in pjs

>didn't she go out again?

>i must have really killed her mood

>okay you can do it E. You can do it. Show guts for only once pls

>"Hey A. I-I..can you close your eyes?"

>she seems confused but she does as I say

>putting the not so awesome crown on her

>tfw it's actually really cute on her

>putting my own crown on myself

>feeling so fucking stupid tgh

>"Okay you can open your eyes."

>She does

>she sees I'm wearing her crown

>never forget that face of her in that moment, E.

>touches her head to realise she's wearing one too

>she's ultra happy almost exploding

>gosh she's so lovely

>Okay E. now to the final shot. You can do it. No you cant. Sure you can. Now fucking do it.

>take her hand and awkwardly kiss it

>"Queen Elsa at your disposal"

>smooch as fuck

>look up to catch her eyes

>she's firstly shocked but that she crushes me an hugs me to death

>i can die happily now

>"playing" Queen and princess for some time

>even though I'm silent most of the time or really awkward

>missing my room

>begs me to watch a movie with her

>computer has to wait a little longer cause look at that face

>while watching she cuddles into me

>I'm stiff as fuck

>not sure where to put hands

>suddenly she takes my hand and guides it over her shoulder

>heart is now pounding at the speed of lighting

>"I love you, E."

>she falls asleep in my arms

>fucking exhausted by all of that

>but worth it

>definitely worth it

>never again though

 

going to bed now

 

 

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>Finishing up a raid

>tfw bored but don’t wanna leave room cause family’s visiting

>Debating about what to play since I’m kinda burnt out

>Eh I could always break a Civilization game again

>Why not

>Start up an all-female game where I’m playing as Russia

>Halfway through the game trying to decide whether to help Boudicca or not

>tfw jumping five feet into the air cause sister and my cousin decide to barge into my room

>Betches should’ve knocked

>Sister’s asking me to help mod something of hers that she’s playing

>…Why is she acting nervous

>Ask what game she could possibly need help with when cousin R could probably do

>tfw cousin R just shoots me a look as sister A kinda shrinks in on herself

>Finally tells me in a whisper like it’s some big secret

>It’s the lastest sim 3 expansion and it’s apparently messing with some of her older mods

>Hahaohwow.jpg

>Fine

>Sister assaults me with a hug as I get up before leading me to her room

>tfw fighting the blush on my face but pretty sure cousin can see it

>Immediately get urge to ask cousin R why sister is playing romance simulator three

>Can’t ask it though cause sister’s within earshot

>Little while later, I’m in front of sister’s laptop ready to help her

>Points me to the files and explains the problem

>The fucking thing she wants help with is a pregnancy mod

>Resist urge to u wot, m8.jpg so hard cousin R would see

>Apparently, sister’s words, it expands upon the existing pregnancy mechanic

>Yeah, okay

>Can’t help but think of some little boy playing lesbian romance simulator three with such a thing

>Eh whatever, not like she has a screenshot folder with stills of her sims getting it on

>Help sister with her issue and as I’m leaving she proceeds to hug me

>While kissing me on the cheek as a show of thanks

>tfw face lights up like London during it’s great fire before I run back to my room

 

…Fuck why am I curious to see if she has a screenshot folder?

 

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>Elsa is sad

>There is a traffic jam on the bridge and Anna cannot watch her at the math championship

>she is failing her team, they are losing by a few points all because of her fault

>suddenly she hears a cheer in the back of the auditorium

>"GOOOOO ELSAAA! KICK THEIR NERD ASSES!"

>It's Anna, covered in sweat and mud and rain, next to a bicycle that is probably too small by far for her

>Anna biked through the woods in the rain on a kid's bike just to make the meet.

>Anna gets kicked out of auditorium for cursing and yelling. It is still an academic function after all

>That's all that Elsa needs, though.

>Beats the shit out of the opponents. Nobody can hear anything but Elsa's buzzer

>Wins the championship by over 50 points or some crazy amount

>Next day Anna writes about it in the paper

>Elsa gets even more alienated, but it's okay.

 

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 >tfw staying up for four days straight cause you’re sure an alp will sit on you and kill you

>Wait…fuck, they aren’t real must be insomnia

>So tired, can’t even respond to sister’s conversation properly when she comes into my room

>Barely aware of what she’s saying, something about a movie she got

>I guess she wants to watch it with me

>okay.jpg

>tfw dragged to her room by excited younger sister

>Fuck I forgot that it’s much color

>We end up watching the movie on her bed and somehow she starts cuddling

>Too tired to care

>tfw your debating about whether you should place your shoes against sister’s bed with toes pointed at the door

>Don’t do it cause sister just laid her head on my shoulder, plus Fair Folk and monsters aren’t real

>I realize a little too late, that the movie we’re watching is The Trollhunter

>Fuck I’ll never be able to sleep now

>I start getting up with the excuse of getting a snack while I not so subtly place my shoes against her bed

>Got the snack in the kitchen and decide to be nice to our house by setting a glass of milk near the stove

>Hopefully no one will drink it

>tfw your sister immediately wants to cuddle while laying down as soon as you get back

>Too tired to resist so I end up cuddling again

>Little while later I realize we’re basically spooning and I’m the big spoon

>tfw resisting a blush the shade of a redcap’s red cap

>Start rubbing sister’s tummy as we continue watching the movie for no reason

>I can’t stop rubbing, cause too comfy

>So comfy that movie is over faster than I expect, and I convince myself Fair Folk aren’t real

>Glance at sister to see if she wants to watch another movie

>tfw you find out your baby sister asleep in your arms

 

I just didn’t have the heart to wake her, so I ended up sleeping with her in my arms.

Totally worth that bout of insomnia

Hopefully this isn’t too terrible, though I have a feeling it is.    

 

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>be browsing for redhead incest porn

>fake, fake. Those two aren't even related. Faaaake. Why is this so fucking hard?

>give up and read fanfiction incest instead

>spend 35 minutes trying to find a good story based one

>give up and read one of the old ones i've already read

>get into schlicking

>usually face the laptop screen to the door and cover myself with a blanket

>mom barges in instinctively close tabs and open empty one

>tells me to take out the trash and leaving it for dad to do in the hall is shitty

>bitch die in a shipwreck

>close compu to take out the trash

>get back

>sis in room

>sis on my computer

>sis on my fucking computer with that fucking incest fanfiction still on firefox

>she's a chromefag "oh hey sis just need showtimes to the hunger games 2. "

>spaghetti slowly leaking down my legs

>she leaves

>she didn't invite me this time

 

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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

 

>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.

 

 

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>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.

 

 

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>Watching movie with sister

>End up still as stone cause she’s cuddling up against me

>tfw can’t decide whether to enjoy it or not

>Fuck it

>I decide to enjoy it for the first time in forever

>Later sister starts rubbing my tummy

>Says something about liking the feel of the material

>tfw she hasn't stopped

>She ends up stroking higher and higher

>Oh god, this can’t be real

>Glance at her to see if she knows

>tfw she’s giving you bedroom eyes

>Such want, much confused

>Confusion gets blown away when she claims my lips

>Oh fuck she just started to grope me as well

>tfw your moaning allows her tongue access to explore

>Nnggghhh

>My nipples could cut diamonds

>We break apart and stare at each other

>She must see the doubts I have

>“I love you, anonette, so much…d-do you love me as much as I think you do?”

>tfw you’re still panting

>I can do it

>I can tell her

>“I-I…”

>Fucking stutter

>She looks so hopeful

>“I…love y-y…”

>When did it get so dark

>Fuck I’m feeling faint

>“I love you, A!”

>tfw the last thing I see is my sister smiling with relief and happiness at me

 

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>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.

 

 

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Comfy feel thread? Comfy feel thread

 

>tfw you wake up and you’re super comfy

>So comfy you don’t want to leave the bed

>Especially with the loveably cuddly girl in my arms

>Wait…girl?

>Oh that’s right she slept over last night

>Time to enjoy morning after cuddles

>Wrap arms around her and feel something rough

>What in the fuck

>Oh right, she slept in one of my old flannel shirts

>Hopefully she’s not wearing panties

>Cuddle status: Commencing

>Begin to rub her tummy while trying to fall back asleep

>Rub a little lower than normal

>Realize that she does, in fact, not have panties on

>Bury my face in her hair while trying to fight a blush

>tfw you can’t believe you had sex with her again

>tfw best surprise

>Hear her yawn cutely and realize I woke her up with tummy rubs

>Damn it, I wanted to sleep in

>She gives me a sleepy kiss as a good morning

>Too cute for me to be groosed out by possible morning breath

>Asks me if I can go get her some hot cocoa

>tfw you know cocoa means cuddling

>Softly smile before getting out of bed

>Realize how fucking cold it is

>Discover that I’m only in a pair of boxers

>That definitely explains some things

>Throw on a robe while quietly moving to the kitchen

>Accidentally glance out the window while making cocoa

>There must be half a foot of snow on the ground

>Oh boy, the comfiest season of all came early

>Hurry back to the bedroom with two mugs

>See that she’s up and glancing over that Mister Freeze comic we were reading last night

>“Hey Anonette, why don’t we stay in bed and continue reading comics today.”

>AWYEAH.jpg

>End up crawling into bed after putting the cocoa on the bedside table

>Best comfy is reading comics in bed with your sister while it snows outside the morning after

 

 

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    >Date night

    >Who goes to a theater to see movie

    >Apparently gf does

    >She probably just wants to get out of the house

    >Can’t exactly disagree with her

    >Despite how much I’d rather stay in

    >Anyway she wants to see animated princess movie number 13

    >Joy of joys

    >Don’t put up a fight, cause we’ll probably cuddle in the theater

    >Got muh Sno-Caps while gf has her fuck huge bag of skittles

    >I think she might have an addiction for the rainbow

    >Just about to enter the theater area when…

    >“A?! what are you doing here?”

    >Uh oh

    >Freeze up while slowly looking behind me

    >Oh it’s just one of my gf’s classmates

    >…She’s not cute

    >N-not in that cute explorer kind of way

    >Is that… an English accent

    >Jesus fucking Christ

    >There’s no reason to be worried

    >No reason at all

    >…

    >Fucking cunt doesn’t she have anything better to do

    >Pls to be getting away

    >About to interject when someone calls gf’s friend away

    >Look in the direction

    >Holy hell that lady is tall

    >“Ah sorry I’m rambling, thankfully my girlfriend can tell me when I go too far. I’ll see you in class, A."

    >Wait that cougar’s the classmate’s girlfriend

    >Goddamn

    >Straighten face out so gf won’t know about possible the murder I thought up

    >Gf gives me a small smile

    >I guess for being so patient

    >Finally get into the theater

    >Pull gf into a surprise hug while we’re covered by darkness

    >Quietly ask her if she’ll ever leave me for another girl

    >Silence accompanied by her slightly freezing up

    >Fuck I messed up

    >Definitely should’ve been more confident

    >“Do you really think I could ever love anyone like I love you, anonette?"

    >Shakily exhale in relief

    >“…We know better.”

    >Give her a soft kiss as thanks

    >End up sitting in the middle of the theater as the movie starts

    >tfw animated princess movie number 13 is actually decent while cuddling

 

    Movie’s okay/10.

    I’m glad my sister dragged me to see it

    Swing and a miss for me.

 

 

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Robots, it's that siscon... can I just fucking vent for a second?

 

>MFW it's Valentine's Day

>Sitting here in front of my monitor

>The house is quiet

>locked myself in my room

>Parents are out on a romantic dinner date or some shit

>Sister A? Out as well

>she tried to say goodbye to me through the door

>didn't let her in

>didn't ask her where she was going

>didn't need to...

>she's out there

>and it's not with me

>it'll never be with me

>she'll never love me...

>wallow in self-pity time

>suddenly, there's knocking on my second story window

>pebbles are being tossed at my window

>how old is this fucking cliche?

>open window

>my heart. stops.

>A's standing there, looking up expectantly

>she canceled her date

>"I'm not leaving you all alone in the house on Valentine's Day, Anon!"

>Wasn't even sure how to process anything

>All I know is that A is the best sister in the world

>I love her so fucking much

 

We ended up watching some movies in the living room and eating Ice Cream. I got to spend Valentine's Day with the girl of my dreams, robots... even if she didn't know it

 

I guess that's all I could ask for. It's more than I deserve, anyway

 

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>Go into kitchen to get a drink, Sister A is hanging out with Cousin R in the living room.

>R brought over her copy of Skyrim, trying to teach A how to play it.

>A says "Hey anonette, this game is really cool. You would probably like it"

>I go full autisitc for a second and blurt out something about "Morrowind Mustardrace"

>"Oh...okay."A looks disappointed and mutters. She couldn't care less about the game, she was just trying to include me.

>Duck back upstairs to escape spaghetti.

>A couple of hours later, A knocks on my door.

>"Hey anonette, I downloaded Morrowind off of Steam, but I'm having a little trouble with it. Help me out?"

>A leads me to her computer and shows me the character she created.

>whatamilookingat.jpeg

>A's character is a Breton Knight, dressed in Netch leather armor, born under the sign of the shadow.

>I'm speechless as she exits the inventory screen and resumes furiosuly clicking the mouse, fruitlessly swinging an iron warhammer at one of the mudcrabs outside of Seyda Neen,

before being killed.

>By said mudcrab.

>Right outside of the starting town.

>A is literally growling out of frustration. "What the Hell! I keep hitting him with my hammer, but he just keeps killing me!"

>Keeps killing me.

>How many times has A died fighting this same mudcrab?

>Awkwardly try to explain the game mechanics to A. Can tell it's all going in one ear and out the other.

>Finally just ask her what type of character she wants to play.

>Based on her specs, make her a cute little red-headed viking berserker murdermachine character and turn her loose on Vvardenfell.

>Check back on her a few hours later, still happily tearing the shit out of everything she comes across.

>"Thanks anonette. I still think I might like Skyrim better, but this game is really cool too."

>There is hope for you yet, A.

 

 

 

>About a week ago I got sister A to start playing Morrowind.

>Cousin R is over, hanging out with A in her room.

>A starts pounding at my door.

>"Anonette, could you help me out with Morrowind again? It's acting really wierd."

>A leads me into her room. "R was helping me install a bunch of mods and plug-ins."

>"Everything was going fine for a while, but then the game started acting really weird"

>A sits down at the computer and exits out of the inventory screen and...

>Holy shit

>A's character is on the streets of Balmora

>Fighting a literal hurricane made out of Cliff racers

>NPC's lying dead in the street

>The few guards left standing are shouting and dropping dead all around.

>A is running around frantically swiping at the beasts with her axe.

>Then it all make sense.

>A kills one of them, only for two more to instantly spawn in its place.

>Her character then finally, mercifully succumbs to screeching clusterfuck.

>Turns to me with an expression of utter "What the shit" on her face.

>In turn, I look over at R, who's sitting on the bed with the shit-eatingest grin I've ever seen

>"Racer Recursion?"

>"Racer Recursion."

 

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