derryderrydown: Oh, John hopped up on morphine.
derryderrydown: That works too.
derryderrydown: And he's all giggly and gropey.
derryderrydown: Like an octopus.
derryderrydown: A bearded octopus.
derryderrydown: And they're in the hospital and Dad's all over him and "Wanna fuck you..."
angstslashhope: A BEARDED OCTUPUS?
derryderrydown: IT'S A SIMILE.
derryderrydown: NOT A LITERAL BEARDED OCTOPUS.
angstslashhope: unless, there is that one curse...
angstslashhope: THAT LITERALISES SIMILES!~
angstslashhope: that could be so fun.
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: OH, YOUR BRAIN.
derryderrydown: I prefer my drugged, gropey John, thanks.
angstslashhope: oh, come on.
angstslashhope: their tongues could BATTLE with each other!
derryderrydown: And Dean's desperately trying to think whether he actually said John was his father at any point.
angstslashhope: dean's dick could IMPLODE!
derryderrydown: I AM TRYING TO KEEP IN MY HAPPY PORN PLACE.
angstslashhope: this is a happy porn place!
derryderrydown: And the nurses are looking at him and saying, "So... he's your father?"
angstslashhope: john could fuck dean through the mattress.
angstslashhope: LITERALLY!
derryderrydown: And Dean's like, "Um, he's my sugar daddy. I call him Daddy?"
angstslashhope: AND THEN JOHN TURNS INTO SUGAR!
derryderrydown: I AM IGNORING YOU.



eta: AHAHAHA SNAP

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
( if the above offended you, the following will moreso )