Wasting time~
Apr. 20th, 2008 10:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sailorstarsunYeah, everyone's doing it. ;P
Let others know a little more about yourself, repost this with your name followed by "ology".
TECHNOLOGY
Q. What is your wallpaper on your computer?
Linku, 'cause I don't feel like making a small version right now. Note: may be considered NSFW, depending on how picky your superiors are. .^^
Q. How many televisions you have in your house?
7.. Yes, we pretty much have one in every room.. .^^;
BIOLOGY
Q. Are you right-handed or left-handed?
Righty.
Q. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
Just some teeth (that I'm still convinced didn't need to be taken out.. .-_- ).
Q. What is the last heavy item you lifted?
A vacuum that someone returned at work.
Q. Have you ever been knocked out?
No. =3
BULLSHITOLOGY
Q. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
Yes, that way I could get my stuff in order beforehand.
Q. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
James.
Q. What color do you think looks best on you?
Black.
Q. Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?
Not that I know of..
DAREOLOGY
Q. Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?
I would for free! =D
Q. Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000?
Fuck, no!
Q. Would you never blog again for $50,000?
Only if by blog they really mean blog. As long as I could still AIM and play on message boards, I think I might go for it.
Q. Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?
Yeeeeees.....? but... Who the fuck would want to look at me?
Q. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?
Would I have to down it all in one gulp, or can I do it in sips? .^^ As long as it doesn't tear my stomach apart, I'd probably do it.
Q. Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?
Yes. Depending on the person, I may even do it for less. Some people, I'd be more than happy to do it for free.
DUMBOLOGY
Q: What is in your left pocket?
I have no pockets right now. .^^
Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?
I haven't seen it. ::chuckle:: And apparently neither has anyone else. XD
Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?
Both. And tile.
Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?
Stand......
Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?
Only one... I think. I may have thrown them away.. .^^; I just.. I hate feet, and have no desire to show mine off.
LASTOLOGY
Q: Last person who texted you?
T-Mobile, to tell me my online password so I could sign up to make internet payments. That's right, the only people who text me are the phone company and spam. .=_=
Q: Last person who called you?
Nee-chan. .^_^ To say she was coming over so we could play with dollies! .^___^
Q: Person you hugged?
Tachi. XD
FAVORITOLOGY
Q: Number?
13, 'cause that's Ukitake's number. .^_^ And 8 in conjunction with 14, 'cause that's my birthday. .^____^
Q: Season?
Autumn, it feels good. It neither burns, nor freezes. And while I guess the same could be said of spring... we don't have much of that here in Michigan.
Q: Color?
Red and grey/silver.
CURRENTOLOGY
Q: Missing someone?
Aniki. .;_; Tabby. .;_; Amber. .;_; Lots of people.
Q: Mood?
Bored/lazy.
Q: Listening to?
Tezuka - Okiayu - 'SINCE LAST GOODBYE'
Q: Watching?
The computer screen.
Q: Worrying about?
Finals.
Q: Wearing?
Grey shorts, black tank-top, and an oooooold beige Animaniacs t-shirt. Oh, and a white wristband.
RANDOMOLOGY
Q: First place you went this morning?
To the coffee maker.
Q: What can you not wait to do?
Get a college degree. =3
Q: Do you smile often?
I try.
Q: Are you a friendly person?
Mmm... yes and no. I am outwardly. I'm friendly to everyone, until they piss me off. Problem is, it can be pretty easy to piss me off sometimes. But even when I'm mentally wishing death on someone, I'm still polite to them.
Let others know a little more about yourself, repost this with your name followed by "ology".
TECHNOLOGY
Q. What is your wallpaper on your computer?
Linku, 'cause I don't feel like making a small version right now. Note: may be considered NSFW, depending on how picky your superiors are. .^^
Q. How many televisions you have in your house?
7.. Yes, we pretty much have one in every room.. .^^;
BIOLOGY
Q. Are you right-handed or left-handed?
Righty.
Q. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
Just some teeth (that I'm still convinced didn't need to be taken out.. .-_- ).
Q. What is the last heavy item you lifted?
A vacuum that someone returned at work.
Q. Have you ever been knocked out?
No. =3
BULLSHITOLOGY
Q. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
Yes, that way I could get my stuff in order beforehand.
Q. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
James.
Q. What color do you think looks best on you?
Black.
Q. Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?
Not that I know of..
DAREOLOGY
Q. Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?
I would for free! =D
Q. Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000?
Fuck, no!
Q. Would you never blog again for $50,000?
Only if by blog they really mean blog. As long as I could still AIM and play on message boards, I think I might go for it.
Q. Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?
Yeeeeees.....? but... Who the fuck would want to look at me?
Q. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?
Would I have to down it all in one gulp, or can I do it in sips? .^^ As long as it doesn't tear my stomach apart, I'd probably do it.
Q. Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?
Yes. Depending on the person, I may even do it for less. Some people, I'd be more than happy to do it for free.
DUMBOLOGY
Q: What is in your left pocket?
I have no pockets right now. .^^
Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?
I haven't seen it. ::chuckle:: And apparently neither has anyone else. XD
Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?
Both. And tile.
Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?
Stand......
Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?
Only one... I think. I may have thrown them away.. .^^; I just.. I hate feet, and have no desire to show mine off.
LASTOLOGY
Q: Last person who texted you?
T-Mobile, to tell me my online password so I could sign up to make internet payments. That's right, the only people who text me are the phone company and spam. .=_=
Q: Last person who called you?
Nee-chan. .^_^ To say she was coming over so we could play with dollies! .^___^
Q: Person you hugged?
Tachi. XD
FAVORITOLOGY
Q: Number?
13, 'cause that's Ukitake's number. .^_^ And 8 in conjunction with 14, 'cause that's my birthday. .^____^
Q: Season?
Autumn, it feels good. It neither burns, nor freezes. And while I guess the same could be said of spring... we don't have much of that here in Michigan.
Q: Color?
Red and grey/silver.
CURRENTOLOGY
Q: Missing someone?
Aniki. .;_; Tabby. .;_; Amber. .;_; Lots of people.
Q: Mood?
Bored/lazy.
Q: Listening to?
Tezuka - Okiayu - 'SINCE LAST GOODBYE'
Q: Watching?
The computer screen.
Q: Worrying about?
Finals.
Q: Wearing?
Grey shorts, black tank-top, and an oooooold beige Animaniacs t-shirt. Oh, and a white wristband.
RANDOMOLOGY
Q: First place you went this morning?
To the coffee maker.
Q: What can you not wait to do?
Get a college degree. =3
Q: Do you smile often?
I try.
Q: Are you a friendly person?
Mmm... yes and no. I am outwardly. I'm friendly to everyone, until they piss me off. Problem is, it can be pretty easy to piss me off sometimes. But even when I'm mentally wishing death on someone, I'm still polite to them.
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I have been inspired by your desktop wallpaper
Date: 2008-04-21 12:46 am (UTC)Tezuka peeled one eye open and saw the serious countenance Atobe was wearing, but was still not awake enough to process the information. At the moment, the best response he could muster was a bleary, “Buzzuh?”
It wasn’t his fault, since Atobe should know Tezuka was not a morning person if he could help it. There was a reason why he made Oishi take care of morning training back in junior high. And Atobe had stayed over enough times to know that without his morning coffee, Tezuka was little more coherent than a piece of toast.
Not that it stopped Atobe from continuing with his blathering.
“Vampire, Tezuka. As in sharp teeth and a taste for blood. I am an undead! How can ore-sama be undead? I’m not wishy-washy enough to sit on the fence like this. Are you listening, Tezuka?” Atobe paused in his babbling to shake Tezuka awake by his pajama collar. “Focus, Tezuka!”
Tezuka tried to blink himself awake as Atobe continued to shake him in a tight grip. The back and forth motion was going to give him sea-sickness and Tezuka didn’t think Atobe would appreciate being vomited on this early in the morning.
A quick glance at the bedside stand showed it was three o’clock in the afternoon.
“Atobe, why are you here?”
Tezuka would like nothing more than to collapse back into bed for another hour of snoozing time before having to prepare for evening lecture, but clearly Atobe was not about to allow him the respite. It really wasn’t fair, since Tezuka had been up until the wee hours of this morning editing Atobe’s paper. Something about the deadline being twelve hours away and only finishing the rough draft at midnight and won’t Tezuka help him because…
Well, Tezuka doesn’t really remember why Atobe felt he needed his paper proof read (“Ore-sama’s papers are always perfect!”) or how Atobe convinced him into being his proof reader (“But Tezuka, you’ve spent a whole month in Germany, surely your German is on par with ore-sama’s.”). Regardless, he’d been up until his eyes were crossing and then had sent off the paper and comments in a quick email then collapsed into bed. Maybe he’d sent the paper to the wrong address and that’s why Atobe was screeching in his ear.
A sudden pain in his neck, however, had Tezuka wide awake and staring.
“Why are you biting my neck?”
Atobe licked at his lips, smearing the droplet of blood across his mouth in a crimson streak, before answering, “Did you not hear a single thing ore-sama has been telling you?”
Tezuka, ignoring Atobe for the greater urgency of his bleeding neck, climbed out of bed and tripped his way across the room to the closet mirror. Turning his head, he could see two puncture wounds to the right of his jugular, still gaping open and leaking. A few moments of staring into the hypnotizing flow of blood out of his body, Tezuka noticed a small detail that had been bothering him since he first awoke.
“Atobe, you don’t have a reflection.”
“Yes, because, and ore-sama has said this many times, I AM A VAMPIRE!”
“So this isn’t about the paper?”
“What paper?! What is more important than ore-sama being undead?”
Tezuka rolled his eyes at the dramatics. Sleep deprivation and, now, blood loss and Atobe expected him to think clearly?
However, before he could make a comment about needing coffee and bandages, possibly gauze and antibiotics (who knew what Atobe has been biting before he came here?), Atobe had him pressed against the mirror with his mouth against his neck.
Re: I have been inspired by your desktop wallpaper
Date: 2008-04-21 12:47 am (UTC)Fangs?
“Atobe, did your teeth just grow?”
Atobe seemed taken aback by the observation as he pulled away from where he’d been latched to Tezuka’s neck like a leech to look appropriately discomforted.
“I think tho.”
The slight lisp caused Tezuka to look down and see Atobe’s the horror struck face at the mangling of his perfect diction and two little canines protruding from Atobe’s mouth.
“Ore-thama’th pefecth dicthon!” Atobe needlessly cried.
Tezuka refrained from telling Atobe that his wailing was probably waking up the neighbors (or at least causing concern and a call to the police) and, instead, focused on getting the distraught vampire in his arms to calm down.
“Your diction is fine,” he told Atobe with a straight face, not a particularly hard task when his mind was more focused on the slight dents the fangs were making against Atobe’s own lips as he tried to resist the urge to…well, something. Tezuka wasn’t sure if Atobe was going to cry or scream or bite him again. “Don’t bite me,” he added as an afterthought.
“Then a thuck?” Clearly, Atobe’s bloodlust still hasn’t abated
Instead of answering one way or another, Tezuka leaned back and guided Atobe’s head to where the wound was still leaking, the warmth of his blood becoming sticky as it trailed down his throat to his pajama collar. Sliding down and letting the closet door take the brunt of his weight, Tezuka sat himself on the floor as Atobe began sucking at his neck.
It was odd, sitting there and letting Atobe suck his blood out of his body. Tezuka could hear the thumping of his own heart in the now quiet bedroom and the slick sounds Atobe was making against his neck that sounded like other noises but was distinctly different with the smell of blood between them. Tezuka tried to tighten his grip, but his hands were starting to go numb with blood loss. Instead, he focused on taking deep breaths and slowly his heart beat, then trying to stay calm as Atobe began probing into his neck with his tongue.
Vaguely, Tezuka had the feeling that this whole process should hurt more. However, as Atobe’s tongue flicked against this neck and the edges of the teeth marks, all Tezuka could feel was a flash of warmth that spread down his spine and to the tips of his previously numbed fingers.
As Tezuka’s breath caught at the unexpected feeling, Atobe looked up from his licking and grinned.
“Like that?”
Tezuka stared back, a little disoriented and torn between the responses “hell yes” and “what the hell are you doing down there?”
Atobe took his silence as a cue to continue and went back to his neck. The fangs were gone now, returned back to their regular teeth size and Tezuka could feel nothing but heat and wet and softness that slithered against his neck, around the open bite that was growing steadily smaller as the spread of sensation began to ebb. A few seconds later, the paranormal flood of pleasure was gone and replaced by the simple comfort of Atobe’s mouth against his jaw, licking at the smooth skin as if this was nothing more than just another day with Atobe in his room.
Before Tezuka could ask just what exactly happened between the feeding and now frottage, Atobe slipped a hand between their bodies to cup at the embarrassingly hard erection that Tezuka was sporting.
“I can’t believe you can still get it up,” Atobe told him as his lowered himself so his lips could join his hands at rubbing against Tezuka’s arousal through the thin lining of his pajama pants. Then, without warning, Atobe began mouthing the bulge through the cloth, wetting everything in his way and Tezuka was just too tired to think anymore.
Re: I have been inspired by your desktop wallpaper
Date: 2008-04-21 12:47 am (UTC)…and after he got his coffee.
Yes, that was horrifically long and pointless.
Re: I have been inspired by your desktop wallpaper
Date: 2008-04-25 08:58 am (UTC)