*pathetic whimper*

[trinityofone]

I hate today today. I am not going to go into the reasons I hate today today—let me just say that they are copious. Legion, even. They involve such fun things as random, completely out-of-the-blue stomach flu/food poisoning/who knows the fuck what, and going to Boots to get something to help ease said who knows the fuck what, and forgetting your wallet, and having to go all the way back home and do it again. TODAY IS NOT MY FRIEND.

So please: if you have something nice to tell me? Something fun to show me? Something shiny to distract me with? Today would be an excellent day to whip it out. I really, really, really need distraction; if I could, I would curl up in a ball and do nothing, but my brain gets bored even when my body is wasted. Please occupy it. Or else I think I'm going to start having to poke through siriaeve's SG-1 DVDs again.

Please to bring the amusement and the porn. Thank you.

ETA: Aww, fuck it. I want to be writing. Gimme drabble prompts--SGA only, please.

Comments

[anna_luna]

hmmm... I've got nothing distracting... but I can offer you my (limited) art-skills... (although that will not make today better, since it'll take me a while to finish, but maybe next week?)

Would you like some fanart?

*Something for 'Four Quarters'?
*Professor!John and undergrad!Rodney?
*Something for 'Human Vacillation'?
*Anything you'd like?

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

*leaps up and down like a psycho and possibly strains something*

Um, yes? Yes yes yes! Any and all, whatever suits your fancy, although professor!John and undergrad!Rodney would particularly rock my socks. Thank you so much, that is an awesome offer. *glee*

[anna_luna]

Ok, so I came up with something for 'Four Quarters', because I couldn't keep my hands away from Band!John and Band!Rodney. I hope you like it.



I also started a drawing of professor!John and undergrad!Rodney that should be finished in the near future. Bowtie!John is the cutest thing ever.

I hope today was better.

[anna_luna]

OK, it is finished... Professor!John and Undergraduate!Rodney fanart. Now, will you write the fanfic? Please? This is me bribing begging.

[sg1atlantis.livejournal.com]

Wow, a SGA-drabble prompt request. My lucky day. o.o

Hmmm...

How bout kid!fic? *hides as she says this, for fear of having something thrown at her*

I know authors don't like writing it, but I'm talking more teenagers, not little kids. *doesn't really like little ones for real; they tend to stare, and that makes her uncomfortable*
Um, teenagers....and yea, that's all I got. *has actually run out of plot bunnies cuz she saw Ba'al on tv and he was wearing a turtleneck and she got all happy...*

[cynicatlantis.livejournal.com]

A little late (work + timezones = d'oh!), but hopefully this'll help a bit ;)

Yonder BeanieCrack (http://cynicatlantis.livejournal.com/11073.html)

*hugs!*

[spring-1970.livejournal.com]

I don't know you (have you friended, is what I mean) but I do read your LJ and love your fic.

Here's a little drabble. Put in who you like in the names.

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Cock in his mouth. It fits his mouth like breasts, fingers, nothing else ever has. Perhaps, if he believed in such things - which he doesn't - it would mean that his mouth was made for cock.

That's a line he's only heard said in porn. Bad porn. His life is not and never will be bad porn.

Or maybe it's just this cock. This cock sliding past his lips, making his mouth water as he sucks and licks and runs his tongue over all if it that he can. This cock that he never thought of touching, sucking. He'd seen it, soft and unassuming, in the communal showers - and everyone looked, never let it be said they didn't; he'd always thought of it as a natural curiousity - and never, ever did this scenario come into his head. Him, laid out between two BDU covered thighs, sucking and making these obscene wet noises, noises that he'd never made when performing cunnilingus. They hadn't even completely undressed. He still had one arm in his vest, his boots on, his shirt pushed up. His partner was panting at the ceiling, grunting, one boot curled around the top part of his thigh - he could feel the hard sole digging into his thigh muscle - vest open but not off, pants barely past thighs.

He felt the cock jerk before semen flooded his mouth. He coughed and sputtered and swallowed, forehead resting against a BDU covered thigh, working to get his breathing under control.

"That was..."

"Unexpected."

"Yeah."

Throat clearing noise. "Um, want to be unexpected again, later, tonight, maybe?" A hand carded through his hair, petted his shoulder.

He lifted his head, small smile. "That can be arranged."

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow. That's amazingly hot. (And I totally read it as Rodney and John--surprised? *g*) Thank you so much.

Do you want a drabble? I offered, and am (very slowly) filling requests.

[spring-1970.livejournal.com]

I will read all your drabbles because they are always wonderful. :)

And yes, that's who I saw too. ;) Which was doing and which was receiving in yours?