#emptyspaces — Public Fediverse posts

It’s oh, 200 hours. We’re at a house party, hosted by a college friend. There’s this dude who got a bit too drunk a bit too quickly. This is his first time. And he started teasing us about being sisters in love. And the lighting—it’s that old incandescent bulb that everyone says they'll change, eventually, but never do. And it was fine for a while, it was actually nice. And as everything got colder, we, you know, the warmth, the heat from it—’cause they always throw off a bit of heat—it was nice. The light was nice, kept the kept the party bright. But eventually, eventually we got overheated. You had gotten a bit high and offered me some, so we got you got a bit high and we started to There was a There was a There was a There was a couch, um, in the in the living room that was right underneath the light fixture. And we’d curled up on it, and we’re just holding hands, cuddling. And I’m wearing that, the, uh, circuitboard dress and some leggings. My boots are tangled, folded, sitting on themselves, sitting next to the couch. And you’re in that hoodie you never take off, that big dark purple one with a missing drawcord. That dude, I can never remember I can never remember his name now. I think it might have been Caleb? Caleb. He comes over with this plastic cup of something in his hand and he’s loud and shouting, and excited to be here. He doesn’t get to go out and get drunk very often, so when he does, he does it all the way. And he notices us holding hands, starts teasing us, ’cause he doesn’t know we’re sisters. For some reason, despite us being twins, he’s a little drunk and doesn’t quite understand. He starts teasing us for being in love. You know, didn’t know there were going to be any any any any lesbos at this party or whatever, which is funny considering this is, you know. It’s, well, it’s not rural Ohio, it’s urban Ohio, it’s Akron. And there’s a fair number of queers in the Midwest and in this area. And there’s rain outside, a little bit. It’s sort of a humid, rainy night. It’s not quite wintery enough to start snowing and being really cold yet. And where I’m I’m curling into myself because this this this dude is being exceedingly loud. And then the the weed starts to hit. And I’ve always gotten very overheated very quickly by weed. And you noticed and you asked me if I was okay, and I I said yes, of course, but you always were able to see through me. And we ended up We were both a little drunk at the time, me more than you. Um, and we ended up heading out to your car. You’ve got this Honda Fit that you got from from Mom, and it almost never works properly. You always keep saying you’re going to take it into the store and to the mechanics and get it fixed, but you never had the money for it. You blew the money you were working on a budget for it on, um you bought a copy of, uh, Tears of the Kingdom for Switch. You had it. I got you the the ROM file, but you wanted the cartridge. You wanted the physical thing. And I couldn’t really say no. I couldn’t talk you out of it, so you went and got it from a GameStop, an actual physical store. Anyway, that car, at least three people have keyed it since you had it. One person when you were at a polling stop in, uh, 2024, you were voting, and someone keyed your car while you were away, while you were you were that was parked there. Then you were at a protest, you know, one of the No Kings protests, and someone keyed your car again. And then, I think you were picking up, uh, the youngest sister, Mila, from college, or from, uh, from high school. And some asshole keyed your car then, as well, and you kind of collected these marks on your cars, a point of pride. Anyway, we end up driving out, listening to I think Chapel Roan. I think you had a Chapel Roan album on on those blown-out speakers. You had gotten into it. You you you had gotten in with some friends last year, and you they’d put on something—it’s a big, bass-heavy, trance album—and set it up to 100% volume. One of them decided that 100% volume wasn’t loud enough, and removed the volume knob and sent more voltage to the speakers than they could handle. Blew them out, in a way that you say is artistic. It adds flair to the song. I just say it’s silly, and you should probably replace the speakers. You can get cheap ones on eBay. But we end up curling up on the car, on the park bench. Your friend Olivia removed the anti-homeless bars on the park bench, so there’s now just holes where the bolts used to go. And means we can curl up on the bench and just relax, finally. You’re explaining something about moths to me, about how their minds work. And I’m listening, with one head with half an ear, but honestly the rest of my mind is focused on you. Looking up at you, looking at your eyes, seeing the streetlights change the color of your hair, feeling your hair—slightly damp from the rain now—interacting with mine. Your hair’s always been longer than mine, a lot longer. Reaching up and playing with it. And just for that one moment, knowing that I really am safe here, with you, with Octavia, my sister.

#incest #yuricest #emptyspaces #siscon #i-still-have-no-idea-how-tags-work-on-here

It’s oh, 200 hours. We’re at a house party, hosted by a college friend. There’s this dude who got a bit too drunk a bit too quickly. This is his first time. And he started teasing us about being sisters in love. And the lighting—it’s that old incandescent bulb that everyone says they'll change, eventually, but never do. And it was fine for a while, it was actually nice. And as everything got colder, we, you know, the warmth, the heat from it—’cause they always throw off a bit of heat—it was nice. The light was nice, kept the kept the party bright. But eventually, eventually we got overheated. You had gotten a bit high and offered me some, so we got you got a bit high and we started to There was a There was a There was a There was a couch, um, in the in the living room that was right underneath the light fixture. And we’d curled up on it, and we’re just holding hands, cuddling. And I’m wearing that, the, uh, circuitboard dress and some leggings. My boots are tangled, folded, sitting on themselves, sitting next to the couch. And you’re in that hoodie you never take off, that big dark purple one with a missing drawcord. That dude, I can never remember I can never remember his name now. I think it might have been Caleb? Caleb. He comes over with this plastic cup of something in his hand and he’s loud and shouting, and excited to be here. He doesn’t get to go out and get drunk very often, so when he does, he does it all the way. And he notices us holding hands, starts teasing us, ’cause he doesn’t know we’re sisters. For some reason, despite us being twins, he’s a little drunk and doesn’t quite understand. He starts teasing us for being in love. You know, didn’t know there were going to be any any any any lesbos at this party or whatever, which is funny considering this is, you know. It’s, well, it’s not rural Ohio, it’s urban Ohio, it’s Akron. And there’s a fair number of queers in the Midwest and in this area. And there’s rain outside, a little bit. It’s sort of a humid, rainy night. It’s not quite wintery enough to start snowing and being really cold yet. And where I’m I’m curling into myself because this this this dude is being exceedingly loud. And then the the weed starts to hit. And I’ve always gotten very overheated very quickly by weed. And you noticed and you asked me if I was okay, and I I said yes, of course, but you always were able to see through me. And we ended up We were both a little drunk at the time, me more than you. Um, and we ended up heading out to your car. You’ve got this Honda Fit that you got from from Mom, and it almost never works properly. You always keep saying you’re going to take it into the store and to the mechanics and get it fixed, but you never had the money for it. You blew the money you were working on a budget for it on, um you bought a copy of, uh, Tears of the Kingdom for Switch. You had it. I got you the the ROM file, but you wanted the cartridge. You wanted the physical thing. And I couldn’t really say no. I couldn’t talk you out of it, so you went and got it from a GameStop, an actual physical store. Anyway, that car, at least three people have keyed it since you had it. One person when you were at a polling stop in, uh, 2024, you were voting, and someone keyed your car while you were away, while you were you were that was parked there. Then you were at a protest, you know, one of the No Kings protests, and someone keyed your car again. And then, I think you were picking up, uh, the youngest sister, Mila, from college, or from, uh, from high school. And some asshole keyed your car then, as well, and you kind of collected these marks on your cars, a point of pride. Anyway, we end up driving out, listening to I think Chapel Roan. I think you had a Chapel Roan album on on those blown-out speakers. You had gotten into it. You you you had gotten in with some friends last year, and you they’d put on something—it’s a big, bass-heavy, trance album—and set it up to 100% volume. One of them decided that 100% volume wasn’t loud enough, and removed the volume knob and sent more voltage to the speakers than they could handle. Blew them out, in a way that you say is artistic. It adds flair to the song. I just say it’s silly, and you should probably replace the speakers. You can get cheap ones on eBay. But we end up curling up on the car, on the park bench. Your friend Olivia removed the anti-homeless bars on the park bench, so there’s now just holes where the bolts used to go. And means we can curl up on the bench and just relax, finally. You’re explaining something about moths to me, about how their minds work. And I’m listening, with one head with half an ear, but honestly the rest of my mind is focused on you. Looking up at you, looking at your eyes, seeing the streetlights change the color of your hair, feeling your hair—slightly damp from the rain now—interacting with mine. Your hair’s always been longer than mine, a lot longer. Reaching up and playing with it. And just for that one moment, knowing that I really am safe here, with you, with Octavia, my sister.

#incest #yuricest #emptyspaces #siscon #i-still-have-no-idea-how-tags-work-on-here