bleh.

[schmerica]

Man, I am all out of the soda and salty junk food I bought myself to get through my period. Sad! And now I'm at the point where I'm not in much pain, except for how my head feels tight and I want to cry for no reason.

So, uh. You know. Anyone want to play comment tag with sentences or paragraphs of fic? Or do something else dorky and entertaining? I'm always up for Cliff/Shag/Marry. Or screencaps! Whatever.

*cuddles kitten sullenly*

Comments

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

my uterus is falling out RIGHT NOW. *curls up into a sad ball*

cliff/shag/marry: Louis Gardino, Darren Nichols, Ken Wahl.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Uh. Um, cliff Ken Wahl; marry Gardino; shag Darren Nichols. (It wouldn't be so bad if you gagged him! Um.)

You: Peter Outerbridge, Don McKellar, Jim Allodi.

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

oh! cliff don mckellar (I like him! but.), marry peter outerbridge, shag jim allodi.

(god, sex with darren nichols. at least if you were a guy, you could stick a cock in his mouth to shut him up.)

Look! Paul Gross looking creepily like his mom:

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Jim Allodi goes back and forth with me from finding him really yummy to totally unattractive. I don't get it at all.

(god, sex with darren nichols. at least if you were a guy, you could stick a cock in his mouth to shut him up.)

Ahahahahaha. Actually, I think Darren Nichols only has sex with really super pretentious twinky blond boys. And occasionally European chicks who dress all in black and smoke all the time and maybe have a scary dominatrix vibe.

Here is Paul Gross MAKING MY OVARIES EXPLODE:

(http://photobucket.com/)

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

cliff/shag/marry: Duck [he's bisexual, okay?], Fraser, Patrick from Last Night.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, I would marry Duck even if he was 100% gay. HEART. Shag Fraser, mmmm, and cliff Patrick (I'm sorry! I like you, but that's the way it is!)

Um, for you. Ray Kowalski, Duck, CKR.

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

I will fight you to marry Duck, happily shag Ray, and sorry, CKR, but if you were still a climber rather than a golfer, you'd be able to climb back up the cliff.

[china_shop]

Who should Fraser cliff, shag and marry: Curtis, Newbie, Hope.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Ahahahah! Man, okay, I actually have very strong feelings about this! Curtis would have to go over the cliff (oh noes! I'm sure Fraser would give him a grappling hook first), and Newbie would totally be the shag (he's oddly charming!), and Hope is a genuinely nice person, so she is the marry.

Now you -- who would RayK cliff/shag/marry: Joe Dick, Geoffrey Tennant, David Sandstrom.

[china_shop]

Oh jeez! But Joe Dick is dead! Um, okay, so if he faked his own suicide? And Geoffrey and David are straight! *bangs into canon with a clang*

Ignoring all that... marry Geoffrey, shag David (which god, I would love to read that fic), toss Joe (sorry, Joe).

For Frannie: Spike, Xander, Giles.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Frannie would shag Spike, because she has a tiny thing for bad boys, and she'd cliff Xander, both because he's too young and also kind of mean to her, and finally marry Giles, who'd make her feel safe.

[justbreathe80.livejournal.com]

cliff/shag/marry - Hugh, Molly, Paul Gross

(like I DON'T know what you're going to say. HI!)

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*giggles* Well, it is made more complicated by how I don't really have sex with girls, though! I guess Molly Parker can be my exploratory phrase shag, and Hugh, yes, over the cliff, and marrying PG. At least he'll be pretty to look at. Mmm.

You: RayV, RayK, Fraser.

[justbreathe80.livejournal.com]

OMG. That's just...SO FUCKING MEAN. Okay. Don't hate me, but.

RayK (!) over the cliff, shag Fraser (because I like SERVICE, thanks), and marry RayV.

Oh god, that was HARD.

Now, write imaginary fandom comment fic with me! You start!

[phineasjones.livejournal.com]

OMG i can't believe you cliffed rayk! dude.

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

omg. you pushed rayk over a cliff. I am judging you RIGHT NOW.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

It is SO hard! But the thing is, RayV is the ONLY one of the three who is marriage material, you know? I might have to make the same decision you did.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

The first night Harry spelt with Clara, he spent the evening in her bed, a mammoth confection of a thing, all pillows and satin and lace, slippery and bright. Clara was awake before him, sitting at her vanity, wrapped in a short robe; he sat up in bed, leaned against the headboard and watched her brush her hair.

He jumped when the door opened -- he still hadn't gotten used to the servants -- but it wasn't any of them at all; it was Ralph, carrying a tray.

Ralph closed the door behind him and said airily, "I stole this from one of the girls in the hall. There's enough for three, Harry." He set the tray down at the table, and walked across the room to Clara. He squatted down beside her, looking into the mirror at their reflection. "Sleep well, my darling?"

screen cap lurve

[phineasjones.livejournal.com]

how adorakable are they?

also...

Re: screen cap lurve

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

HEART. OH BOYS!!!

for you: DUCK.

(http://photobucket.com/)

[celli]

Ray hung up the phone and narrowly resisted the urge to throw it across the room. "Fraser, is it me, or did Rick O'Fallon get an extra slice of the stupid pie?"

[etben.livejournal.com]

ooooh! I know! you could tell me about your imaginary fandom some more! ...and I could help? but you'd have to do all of the historical accuracy bits, because my brain keeps trying to go to a back-alley-of-a-seedy-club place, in what I suspect are some rather anachronistic ways.

still - alleysex! or other alley-centered inappropriateness. and it wouldn't be Harry and Ralph, see - that's too easy, too clean, too much of an admission of anything for Ralph's taste. It'd be - hmmm. Well, maybe Harry and somebody else, some pretty girl with a vaguely wholesome look about her, who backs him into the alley and proceeds to do indecent things to him? with Ralph watching, smirking, hypnotic, probably having set the whole thing up in the first place. And probably Harry looks up at a critical moment, and then afterward can't honestly say which was more, stronger, sharper: the girl, warm and soft and gorgeous, or Ralph, half in shadow and entirely terrifying.

but at the same time, I can make the same sort of case for Ralph taking scandalous advantage of some pretty young thing, while Harry watches in helpless, horrified fascination. Ralph would pretend not to know Harry was there, of course, and Harry would pretend he wasn't watching, and the pretty young thing would be purely incidental, just a part of the scenery, a backdrop to the game that was actually playing out in the alley.

...am I at all on the right track, here? I mean, this is your sandbox - you have to tell me if I'm making huge inconsistencies with the wonders in your head.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Mrrrrrrrrrrrrowr. It started out as my sandbox, but there's room for everybody. And yis. YUM. I am kind of lazy on historical accuracy, too, but there are always speakeasys, yeah?

*is in love with your brain*

[etben.livejournal.com]

I like your sandbox! it is a good place for my brain to be, right now.

the other one - which is kind of in the same vein, really - is at some party, pretty soon after Harry comes to stay with them, some extravaganza. according to clara, "all of the interesting people" are there. practically speaking, this means that everybody Harry meets is either fantastically wealthy, tremendously talented, or stunningly beautiful. some of them are all three, even.

and Harry's being cooed over by every single woman in the room, it feels like - everywhere he turns, there's a crowd of them, wanting to see him, hear him, take his hand, press against his arm. it's almost uncomfortable, as amazing as it is; it's too much, too soon, and he's drowning in all the attention. Ralph isn't helping at all, of course - when he's not ferrying armfuls of girls over to Harrys' corner of the room, he's leaning against the back of the couch, staring down at Harry's face, dropping all of these comments that just inflame the mob, make them want to know more and more and more.

Harry has to tilt his head back in order to glare at Ralph, but it feels uncomfortably like baring his throat, so he only does it once.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, YES. Ralph would totally be doing the total bastard thing. And once in a while Clara would swoop by and Harry would think she might be going to save him, but she'll just laugh and kiss him and say something about what an impression he's making and be gone again.

Later on, after everyone's gone, Harry says something to complain, and Ralph smiles and says, "It was ridiculous, wasn't it? All of those people thinking they could have a piece of you?" and puts his hand on the back of Harry's neck.