"Dean tweaked the opacity on his jeans until Dad pinged him."

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Um, derryderrydown and I had a conversation.


angstslashhope: "love bar" is such a precarious phrase.
angstslashhope: as in, dean has a particular fondness for john's love bar.
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: o.O
angstslashhope: THIS IS WHAT I THINK WHEN I SEE A POST LIKE THAT
derryderrydown: Oh, god.
derryderrydown: I automatically thought you were using love bar as a dodgy euphemism.
derryderrydown: I'd forgotten the existence of those colour bar things.
angstslashhope: i was!
angstslashhope: ahahahah
angstslashhope: AHAHAHAH
derryderrydown: "Oh, Daddy," Dean groaned. "Fill me with your mighty love bar!"
angstslashhope: i would love to write a story full of misused fandom euphemisms. like love bar.
angstslashhope: and GIPples
derryderrydown: GIPples?
angstslashhope: like nipples, only animated.
derryderrydown: AHAHAHAHAHA.
angstslashhope: and instead of multiple orgasms, the characters would have ETAs
derryderrydown: Would there be red-hot manspears in your story?
angstslashhope: only if that were some form of tropical fruit
derryderrydown: *cackles insanely*
angstslashhope: the characters would leave feedback instead of money shot
derryderrydown: LJ porn!
angstslashhope: "john's feedback painted dean's thighs decadently, like a photoshop brush credited to lj user..."
derryderrydown: Oh, your brain. It's such a special place.
angstslashhope: john's paid account drabbled at the thought of dean's lj portal. "click me, dad!" dean commented. "click my cut tag!"
derryderrydown: "I'll use my ljtoys on you," John growled.
angstslashhope: this would be a night john would tag to easily access later.
angstslashhope: dean was already adding it to his memories, too.
derryderrydown: "This- oh!" Dean writhed. "This is going in my Memories, Daddy!"
derryderrydown: Ahaha.
angstslashhope: meanwhile, sam was being cryptic in his locked post. "why was i banned from the community?" he anonymoused.
derryderrydown: "It's going in my del.icio.us," John told him, thrusting his ljtoys into Dean's filtered flist.
angstslashhope: i thought they might get to the flisting later, after they'd made some drunken posts.
derryderrydown: Oh, okay. Into Dean's userinfo, then.
angstslashhope: and john has had a chance to keymash his fingers through dean's hair while dean's in away mode.
derryderrydown: Oh, YOU.
angstslashhope: U!
angstslashhope: cmon, even before they had phone posting they totally checked joule EVERY DAY.
angstslashhope: would it be in bad taste to make a comment about throbbing man meta at this point?
derryderrydown: Oh, god, constantly checking joule to see if they've been flisted by someone who MIGHT be Daddy.
derryderrydown: analysing every anonymous post...
angstslashhope: this one time they get kinky and dean picspams the entire encounter without telling john.
angstslashhope: and lurks in the tray, sniffing john's guns.
angstslashhope: ...
derryderrydown: ...
angstslashhope: um.
derryderrydown: Of course, John wouldn't actually be *capable* of any of this. *
angstslashhope: this is actually sam's fantasy as he's jerking off in his dorm room.

(LJ-ify your IMs before pasting!)

* I might just have a 'thing' about John being canonically technologically incompetent. ("the man can barely work a toaster...") That simple thought can keep me entertained for many an hour.

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slowly sliding across the face of my livejournal.

It's all making so much sense, now.