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

[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.

[justbreathe80.livejournal.com]

I know! But I had reasons!

Okay, so, I think Fraser is AWESOME in bed, and while RayK is easy? I want someone to TAKE CHARGE, if you know what I mean. And Fraser's a little toppy like that. *g* And RayV would be an awesome husband! He's neat! He cooks! He's, uh, been married a couple of times before!

SIGH.

[china_shop]

He cooks!

I always find this particular bit of fanon vastly amusing. He's an Italian guy -- he probably expects to get waited on hand and foot. *g*

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

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

[justbreathe80.livejournal.com]

I know, I know...but how can I make that decision? How could I push FRASER off the cliff? Because obviously RayV is the best marriage material, and Fraser? AWESOME in bed, and then the only other choice is the cliff and I'm SORRY!

*hides*

[phineasjones.livejournal.com]

what is this anti-rayk as marriage material thing, here? i'd rather marry the guy who puts candy in his coffee than the one who dresses better than i do.

[justbreathe80.livejournal.com]

I just think I'd HATE being married to him. I hate clutter, you know? *g*

[china_shop]

WORD!

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

I WOULD SO PUSH FRASER OVER THE CLIFF. he'd TALK all through sex. He'd tell you how erections work. I just -

(and also, we did this AGES ago, and I am pretty sure it was Dira who observed that Fraser is teh best one to cliff, b/c he has the best chance of climbing back up.)

(look at my icon. even FRASER HIMSELF is judging you.)

[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.

[justbreathe80.livejournal.com]

See? You gave me an impossible situation and I did the best I could. I mean, YES, I'd love to say I'd marry Fraser but, GOD, he would drive me crazy, and Kowalski is WAY too needy in bed for me.

So I did what I could. Hmph.

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

GOD, he would drive me crazy, and Kowalski is WAY too needy in bed for me.

HA! omg! he would be SO CONCERNED ABOUT YOUR ORGASM that you'd want to fake it just to give the guy a BREAK.

[phineasjones.livejournal.com]

RayV is the ONLY one of the three who is marriage material

what???

no way. i mean, rayv would be perfectly pleasant marriage material, but with rayk, it would be fun.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Ahahahaaha. Dude, I would KILL either RayK or myself within two weeks, no joke.

[china_shop]

I would totally marry either RayK or Fraser before I'd marry Vecchio. God!

(Preferably RayK, though, because I do not want to live in the snow, no.)

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

I disagree! Both Rays have failed at marriage before. Fraser is brand new and we can figure it out together.

[spainja.livejournal.com]

Oh, totally. RayV seems like he'd be the most laid-back as a husband. Kowalski is hot like burning, but he's kinda...clingy, you know? It would be suffocating. And he seem like a sulker. And Fraser--he just requires so much work to get close to. I'd feel like I never really knew him. And he's a brooder. Vecchio can be whiny, but whiny I can deal with. At least you're talking, you know? Besides, Vecchio seems like the type that you can tell to shut the hell up and get over himself, and he'll take it in stride. The other two would be like kicked puppies.

Plus I can totally dig the big loud Catholic family thing.

[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?"

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

*HEARTS*!

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

\O/ Nekkid morning after Harry YAYS.

[justbreathe80.livejournal.com]

Clara smiled lazily into the mirror, as Ralph's hand came out to rest on her shoulder, his fingers carding through her long, dark hair. "Yes, I was quite exhausted," Clara answered. Harry felt his face get hot, and Ralph smiled at him knowlingly.

He reached over to pour some steaming hot tea, and tried not to notice too much how Clara leaned back into her brother, how Ralph's eyes bore into her in the reflection of the mirror.

Harry also tried not to notice that they were very, very beautiful together. Better than anything he'd ever drawn or painted.

"Darling," Ralph said, low into Clara's ear. "I thought perhaps we could take Mae out somewhere today. She's so rarely home."

Clara put the heavy, silver brush down on the vanity, with a clink. "Yes. I suppose that would be nice, no? Harry? What do you think?"

"I - I would very much like to get to know your daughter," Harry said. Ralph smiled over Clara's head, right at Harry, and Harry suddenly did not have a clue what he was doing there.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

He pondered a moment how to remove himself from the bed gracefully; finding no solution, he gave up and simply crawled out, still naked. His underthings were still scattered across the floor. He slipped on an undershirt and drawers, his back to Ralph and Clara.

When he turned around neither of them was looking at him, and it surprised him, though he didn't like to admit it. Ralph was whispering something in Clara's ear.

Clara smiled and said, "Harry, come here."

He walked across the room warily, until he was standing beside him.

"Ralph and I need you to settle a bet."

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

My heart overflows with, well, heart. :D

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*beams* Yay!