fandomsecrets | [ SECRET POST #2162 ]

⌈ Secret Post #2162 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

01.

__________________________________________________

02.

__________________________________________________

03.

__________________________________________________

04.

__________________________________________________

05.

__________________________________________________

06.

__________________________________________________

07.

__________________________________________________

08.

__________________________________________________

09.

__________________________________________________

10.

__________________________________________________

11.

__________________________________________________

12.

__________________________________________________

13.

__________________________________________________

14.

__________________________________________________

15.

__________________________________________________

16.

__________________________________________________

Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 04 pages, 081 secrets from Secret Submission Post #309.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 1 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

source

Wow! They're so pretty, both the spiders and the flowers.

So I once had this seriously disturbing encounter with a tiny white spider while on a slide. I'm perfectly certain I didn't dream it. For some reason the spider creeped me out because the fucker was translucent, almost invisible on the white metal handles on the side of the slide. I hated spiders as a kid. I didn't fear them (very few can really harm you and I knew that), but I hated them since they moved too fast to fully follow their movements, a behaviour which younger me found incredibly awful.

Now, the mere idea of an invisible spider was fucking terrifying. If I didn't encounter them (and boy did I check the corners so that not effing spider would be in the same room as me) I could pretend they didn't exist, if I did I wanted to be able to see them to make sure they didn't get near me. If you can't see them... well, disturbing. Of course I convinced myself there were no invisble spiders because COME ON, that's ridiculous, you're a full-grown 10 year-old. Obviously white spiders didn't exist either, because that was the only time in my life I had seen one.

This is all entirely irrational, of course. I've grown out of that. I even find some spiders utterly adorable (especially when donning fabulous waterdrop hats over their pretty eyelashes). But now, with all this internet on my shoulders, as I saw these white spiders after a long time of not even thinking about them, I became aware that my mind linked something a while ago. Remember that very famous pic with the kids on the slide in the park and a silhouette behind them? Well, apparently my mind thinks that white, near-invisible spiders until they get too close = THE MUTHERFUCKIN SLENDERMAN, the only internet creepypasta that seems legit disturbing to me. Because of a stupid spider on a slide all those years ago.

Sorry for ruining the cutesy-only thread with past spider-hate, but this sort of trauma epiphany had to be shared.

I think this is the longest reply ever made to one of cuteanimalpic's spider posts.

Thank you, cuteanimalpics and Jolty, for regularly posting spider pics. There's a small jumping spider crawling around on the ceiling of my bedroom and for once I'm not freaking out about when it will drop and will it land on my bed.

(of course those white crab spiders are like All The Arachnophobia. Those legs... *shudder*

Invisible!spider anon above, I feel you. I'm the same way. Only my surprise!spider was a HUGE FAT ONE on a pair of panties I was trying to put on.)

I didn't mean to go anon, I'm nationalsecreto (OpenID disappeared for some effing reason). And OH SHIT that's fucking horrible. No wonder you distrust them, the damned things can get anywhere.

I guess I felt suspicious about them because when I was even younger, perhaps 6 or 7, I was playing hide and seek, and ended up really well hidden, I turned around and... my hand was a hair's width away from a big hairy dead spider in the corner. As in, almost as big as my hand. I proved that day that my lungs can hold quite a lot of air, which can be violently expelled at pitches unheard of before.

Fastforward to this random evening when I was rewatching Anastasia (for some reason I vividly remember this, wth brain it was not relevant) and doing something on a table. The point being that I couldn't see my legs. I felt the sort of ickish tickle that your legs do when numb, and shrugged it off. The problem was, the tickle thing moved. I looked down, and on my lap a lovely spider, all wiry legs, looked back. FUUUU-

oh dear

spiders never bothered me, mainly because they weren't big enough, but I've had similar experiences with large flying cockroaches

I sympathize

*hug*

[ SECRET POST #2162 ]

White crab spiders

Re: White crab spiders

Let Aunt Secreto tell you a story of her childhood...

Re: Let Aunt Secreto tell you a story of her childhood...

Re: White crab spiders

Re: White crab spiders

Re: White crab spiders