/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>32378585
>>32378587

>There are people actually missing this angel sing.

>open thread
>shiflinging everywhere
>post Gura pic
>close thread

>>31885061
I want to enter her arms

>>31313059
sure, bud

>>30978394
k

>be anon
>somewhere east of the ginger trees at the park
>your legs are on fire trying to keep up for the next stretch
>your job keeps you pretty sedentary and the scale's started ticking up as of late
>one day, when coming home, you decided to nip it in the bud for Gura and join her on one of her weekend runs
>Gura's ahead of you, in her usual hoodie
>"Come on slowpoke! I sit around all day watching streams too!"
>How the hell can she still shout? She's been doing the same reps as you and you're winded
>the crisp autumn air rushes past
>the air beneath your jacket has turned into a blast furnace
>you can't pay attention to either feeling because your legs are about to give out
>one final effort.ogg
>the last jogging stretch ends, and you gratefully slow down into a walk
>your feet keep scraping the ground, you can barely muster the willpower walk properly
>Beside you, Gura's panting softly. Despite her earlier shouting, you can tell her slightly hunched posture and trailing limbs that she's also beat
>you both, by unspoken consent, decide to collapse on a grassy, well-lit clearing, away from the trees but still littered with fallen leaves
>above you is a clear sky and a welcome sun
>around you is a tired shark and a beautiful park
>"Hey, you know, what would nice?", Gura wheezes out inbetween breaths
>"mmm?"
>it's the best you can do right now
>"We should get, some pillows from, the car or something," she continues
>You reply, slurring a little, "The car'ss...over there."
>"Ah, true."
>after some time laying on the ground in silence, she flashes you a grin
>that same grin she always does when she gets some silly idea
>with some effort, she crawls over plops her head on your belly
>"There we go, softest pillow around," she says, sighing contentedly
>wait what
>"Although, I wouldn't mind a firmer pillow"
>you huff in protest, and she lets out one of her little giggles
>with every breath, you can feel the weight of head pressing down on your stomach
>she rolls over so that her tail is towards your head, and taps it gently against the side of your head
>you raise your head slightly, allowing her to tuck her tail under your neck
>after making sure your hoodie hood is between her tail and you, you relax, settling in
>as your body begins to realize how tired it is, even the crisp autumn wind flowing overhead helps to lull you to sleep
>you can't see Gura's face, but she's motionless
>any thoughts you have are swept away by fatigue, and you fall asleep together with Gura on a soft bed of leaves

>be anon
>somewhere east of the ginger trees at the park
>your legs are on fire trying to keep up for the next stretch
>your job keeps you pretty sedentary and the scale's started ticking up as of late
>one day, when coming home, you decided to nip it in the bud for Gura and join her on one of her weekend runs
>Gura's ahead of you, in her usual hoodie
>"Come on slowpoke! I sit around all day watching streams too!"
>How the hell can she still shout? She's been doing the same reps as you and you're winded
>the crisp autumn air rushes past
>the air beneath your jacket has turned into a blast furnace
>you can't pay attention to either feeling because your legs are about to give out
>one final effort.ogg
>the last jogging stretch ends, and you gratefully slow down into a walk
>your feet keep scraping the ground, you can barely muster the willpower walk properly
>Beside you, Gura's panting softly. Despite her earlier shouting, you can tell her slightly hunched posture and trailing limbs that she's also beat
>you both, by unspoken consent, decide to collapse on a grassy, well-lit clearing, away from the trees but still littered with fallen leaves
>above you is a clear sky and a welcome sun
>around you is a tired shark and a beautiful park
>"Hey, you know, what would nice?", Gura wheezes out inbetween breaths
>"mmm?"
>it's the best you can do right now
>"We should get, some pillows from, the car or something," she continues
>You reply, slurring a little, "The car'ss...over there."
>"Ah, true."
>after some time laying on the ground in silence, she flashes you a grin
>that same grin she always does when she gets some silly idea
>with some effort, she crawls over plops her head on your belly
>"There we go, softest pillow around," she says, sighing contentedly
>wait what
>"Although, I wouldn't mind a firmer pillow"
>you huff in protest, and she lets out one of her little giggles
>with every breath, you can feel the weight of head pressing down on your stomach
>she rolls over so that her tail is towards your head, and taps it gently against the side of your head
>you raise your head slightly, allowing her to tuck her tail under your neck
>after making sure your hoodie hood is between her tail and you, you relax, settling in
>as your body begins to realize how tired it is, even the crisp autumn wind flowing overhead helps to lull you to sleep
>you can't see Gura's face, but she's motionless
>any thoughts you have are swept away by fatigue, and you fall asleep together with Gura on a soft bed of leaves

>>30280155
Listen to the advice of these anons. Take a break from /hlgg/. If the threads are starting to affect how you feel about these girls, you need to get away from this place and come back. You'll eventually stop caring about what these retards craft up.

>>30233344
Luna

I love this shark!

>>29986462
I want to express my love to Gura!

>>29889776
I like this rrat a lot

>>29825862

>>29781932
Have a gura, anon. Wish you the best

I want a tradshark daughterwife guise

>>29688259
>be anon
>you're sprawled out on the couch, watching some anime
>work was tough today, don't want to do anything
>from the kitchen, the bells and dings of pots and plates come out as they're washed
>a small piece, straight from the hands of Gura as she does the dishes
>the sounds of dishwashing and anime blur together as you slowly doze off, and your couch seems to envelop you
>something's touching your nose
>it's fine, really fine, the kind of fine that teases your senses about whether or not it's really there
>you open your eyes to a messy mass of grey
>wearing a long t-shirt, Gura's pressed up next to you on the couch
>you wrap your arm around her and bring her closer
>as you pull, you can feel every inch of her back press against you
>with a little effort, you intertwine your legs with hers
>Gura moans a little in protest at being moved, but she doesn't wake up
>as you awake to a reality full of Gura, her warmth makes it harder and harder to fall asleep again
>while you lay and think, you become aware that in the distance, another heartbeat has joined the server
>you relax to the soft beat of that sweet metronome, and hold her just a little tighter

>>29683803
>Gura
>I love most of my fellow Chumbuds. They're great.
>>29683862
Ina cut it off. No this is not a joke.

>>29635593
I still won't stop posting about it solely due to how mad it makes them

>>29619665
Set her free