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[graculus]

More delightful storyfinders stuff:

...one of them has a migraine and is sitting in their dark quarters. I think it's John but ima not too sure. The other one comes in and proceeds to give a blowjob and maybe fucks him cant quite rmemeber.

Clearly this story, whatever it is, must have been written by someone who has never had a migraine ever. The true scenario is more likely to be character X has a migraine, character Y suggests the possibility of sex, X blows Y's head off with his USAF issue sidearm...

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[gategrrl.livejournal.com]

Here's a guess: that story was written by

A) someone who'd never had sex before

B) someone who'd never had a genuine headcracking headache

[temaris.livejournal.com]

I saw one the other day where the 'migraine' sufferer was happy to sit with friends while they chatted, his boyfriend petted his head, and he dozed.

I couldn't even *begin* to describe the ways in which this made me want to hurl the computer across the room.

[graculus.livejournal.com]

Many many ways that this is so so wrong. *shakes her head*

[manna]

X blows Y's head off with his USAF issue sidearm...

Ow, no. Much too loud.

[sidewinder.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I think he'd go for something quiet and equally quick.

Sharp blade to the throat might do, except the smell of blood would probably made him vomit, so...

(Oh dear I've clearly had too many migraines myself...)

[graculus.livejournal.com]

That's a good point!

[lovellama.livejournal.com]

Is your icon Colin Firth from that soccer movie that was remade into a baseball movie with drew barrymore?

[graculus.livejournal.com]

No, it's Paul Gross being all crazy from Slings and Arrows.

[khek.livejournal.com]

Ouch!

:)

[xochiquetzl]

John winced and clutched his head, but was careful not to drop his sidearm, as that would cause more noise. He glared down at Rodney through pain-slitted eyes, and hissed, "Still feel like sex?"

Rodney's headless corpse didn't answer.

[graculus.livejournal.com]

And then John is filled with omgremorse!1!111!!! that he has been so mean to poor Rodney that he cries emo tears before writing a long suicide note detailing how bad he is and how wonderful Rodney was before his life (oh so filled with promise!) was tragically cut short. And then he kills himself, tragically. ;)

[innocent-lex.livejournal.com]

Rodney walked into their quarters to find John curled on the bed, facing away from the door. Rodney closed the door quickly, aware how the light might affect John. He crossed the room and knelt beside the bed.

"John, do you want sex?" he whispered.

John struggled to turn over, a wretched look on his face. He opened his mouth as if to speak, and vomited all over Rodney's shirt.

"I guess that's a no," Rodney said.

[graculus.livejournal.com]

Somehow I doubt that our more realistic versions would be ones that other people are asking for links to... ;)

[innocent-lex.livejournal.com]

But why not? How can vomiting over your beloved be less wonderful and worthy than dying down a well with them?

*pouts*

[graculus.livejournal.com]

I know, it's a travesty of justice. But when you're stuck down a well with someone there's the tantalising hope of rescue and the optional snuggling, rather than the smell of puke. Hard to see the difference, really! ;)

[zellieh]

Oh god yes! I remember that story; one of the ones where I set a new personal speed record for Hitting The Back Button.

(And I also *love* the story request itself, btw.)

[graculus.livejournal.com]

Hey, it could have been worse. Rodney and John could have fallen tragically down a well together. ;)

[tryfanstone.livejournal.com]

Y suggests the possibility of sex, X blows Y's head off with his USAF issue sidearm...

You know ... I find the concept disturbingly appealing.

Happy Hogmanay to you!

[graculus.livejournal.com]

Should I be shocked? ;)

And Happy Hogmanay to you as well, weather permitting!