unamaga: (so not a morning person)
unamaga ([personal profile] unamaga) wrote2007-08-13 06:40 pm
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i'm just so white and nerdy, look at me, i'm white and nerdy

Once again, my computer is having a snit - the screen's gone black. SO, I might be sort of behind on everything, since the downstairs computer is sometimes so slow it goes backwards.

In other news, remember those lovely spider bites? Cid convinced me to try this foul-smelling black drawing salve on them to help stop the itching. It's thick and goopish and very, very likely to stain my pretty shirt in a way that looks, well...suspicious. Thus, bandaids.


OH yeah. That's sexy. \o/

[identity profile] polyspaston.livejournal.com 2007-08-13 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Awww, honey, you look like you're trying really hard to give up smoking...

Nasty spiders!!! What are spiders doing having teeth, anyway? Not one of God's most clever ideas, I think...

[identity profile] unamaga.livejournal.com 2007-08-14 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Hahahaha! It's a hard habit to kick, man.

[identity profile] misskatieleigh.livejournal.com 2007-08-13 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
eek! You know, I have this irrational fear of spiders... maybe it's not so irrational after all!

[identity profile] unamaga.livejournal.com 2007-08-14 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
I squeal like a stuck pig every time I see one - they're just so fja;ogjamwfoajgawf AHGHAWFJG! *cower*

[identity profile] crazyace86.livejournal.com 2007-08-14 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Just tell folks that you ran into a crazed blood doctor (I forget the technical term, lol. I should remember, considering how many times I've had my blood taken.)

We have spiders, too, although I don't know how they survive with all our "hitmen" in the house. I just ignore them, though. A 'I don't bother you, you don't bother me' kind of deal.

My laptop screen will sometimes do that, too. I just restart it or put it into hibernate and that tends to fix it. I'm not sure why it does it, unless it gets overheated or something. *shrugs*

[identity profile] unamaga.livejournal.com 2007-08-18 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I think this spider fell out of the curtain when my father was ruffling it. Probably, the poor thing was scared out of its wits and I was just the nearest target, but STILL. There was one that popped up after this post that was ON THE SIDE OF MY PINKIE FINGER. What the hell.

Yeah, the screen thing's happened to me before. My lappy has a bit of a vendetta against me - has since the beginning, for absolutely no discernable reason. I blame carrots. Because I can.

[identity profile] immoralilly.livejournal.com 2007-08-14 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
*snickers*

Honey, that was one amorous spider.

[identity profile] unamaga.livejournal.com 2007-08-18 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
It tried to eat me alivvvvessss.

[identity profile] talilov.livejournal.com 2007-08-14 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
This calls for fic about RodneyDean and spiders *nods*

[identity profile] unamaga.livejournal.com 2007-08-18 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
LOOK BELOW. Schnee totally wrote spiders and rodney BUT NOT IN A SEXUAL WAY. \o/
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[identity profile] schneestern.livejournal.com 2007-08-14 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
One day while they were in the middle of having pretty awesome sex Rodney looked over John's shoulder and saw a giant spider on the mirror on the opposite wall. Although he likes to pretend he got up and politely inquired if John could possibly remove the big, fat spider from his quarters immediately, the reality might have been a bit different.

"God, you screech like a little girl," John had sighed, but gotten up anyway to take a look at the supposedly monstrous spider. "I'm only doing this because I can blackmail you into sucking my dick for all eternity because of this. You know that, right?" Rodney, who'd managed to squish himself into a corner that should've been impossible to squish into, nodded shakily.

And really, John Sheppard didn't have a whole lot of kinks, but Rodney McKay naked, frightened, arms crossed over his naked chest, half hard cock curving feebly up against his belly...well, it was kinda hot as weird kinks go.

So John walked over to the mirror, took one look at the tiny spider and wondered whether he should make a big dramatic deal out of this just to tease Rodney or if he should just squish the damn thing and be done with it. (What was a spider doing on Atlantis anyway?) But then he met Rodney's eyes in the mirror, who was anxiously looking over and also maybe checking out John's naked ass a little, so John grabbed one of Rodney's discarded socks and squished the black spider. Just like that. Poor thing never knew what hit it.

For a moment there was silence and as John put the sock back on the table he silently counted to three, and sure enough, "You used my sock? You used my perfectly fine, although I admit maybe a bit dirty, sock to--to kill this low life of a thing?" It was amazing how quick Rodney's mouth rebounded from shock even when his whole body was still frozen in horror.

John sighed and turned around, ran one hand through his hair and cocked his hip slightly to lean against the table and waited for Rodney to take a breath in the middle of his little rant. It took a while, but John knew Rodney well enough that even he ran out of steam sometimes.

"So," John said, "Can we skip the part where you're all indignant about a sock, which totally had a big hole in it by the way, and get to the grateful virgin giving the hero a blowjob part?" John raised an eyebrow in question and watched with amusement as Rodney snapped his mouth shut, huffed angrily and then walked over to flop down on his knees in front of John.

"Don't think I didn't realize what you were doing with the hair just then, Sheppard," he grumbled, but the gentle way in which he took John's cock in his hand, curved his fingers around it and then sucked the tip into his mouth betrayed what he really meant. He said Thanks for saving me, with a lick to the underside of John's cock, I'm sorry I was such a pussy about this, by swallowing John's cock all the way down and We're good, right? with the slow sweep of his thumbs over John's hipbones. And John grabbed his hair and brushed a thumb over the corner of Rodney's mouth, stretched wide around his cock and it meant No problem, and It's okay, and Yes.

Then John came, quiet sounds falling from his lips. He accidentally shoved the sock off the table and when he finally came back down, Rodney lazily lapping at his dick, he decided he'd get Rodney a new pair of socks later. After he'd fucked him stupid, bent over the table. It sounded like a pretty good plan.

[identity profile] unamaga.livejournal.com 2007-08-18 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
I. AM SO VERY MUCH IN LOVE WITH YOU. *adores from afar*
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[identity profile] schneestern.livejournal.com 2007-08-19 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
I'm happy you liked it, darling! Maybe I should repost it to my own journal. I kind of still like it. Hee. Weird.