"Whatcha looking at, Jen?" ".....nothing." "Why did you close your laptop so quickly, as soon as I came in." "Didn't." "Did so." "..."
"Oh my god, you were looking at porn. Jensen was looking at porn in his trailer." "Shut UP" "There's nothing to be ashamed of, Jensen. You're just a healthy red-blooded Texan male. Looking at porn in the privacy of his own trailer. I'm proud of you, man. Seriously. PROUD. " "..."
(pause)
"Let me see?" "No." "So it IS porn." "No. Just.... no." "Oh c'mon, man... pleeeaseeeeee?" "Jesus, Jared. No. No means no."
"Oh C'MON. It's not like I'm pestering you for sexual favours, I just want to check out the hot T&A on your laptop."
(coughing) (sound of Jensen getting hammered on the back) (sound of this degenerating into wrestling)
"Jared. Jared, let me go. You giant freak. Let me up. Don't touch that laptop. Seriously ... don't you dare..."
(Long uncomfortable pause).
"Oh." "I said no. This is totally your own fault." "No, really. It's cool. You've got my ass as your desktop wallpaper. That's..."
"Yeah, well. I'm just thankful it's not smell-o-vision."
(pause) "Look, man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Jared, I'm..."
"You're hot for my ass." "Hot for... no way, dude, I was just dicking around." "You were dicking around with my ass." "NO. That's not what I meant. I was... playing around." "With my ass." "With my desktop settings. With PICTURES." "With pictures of my ass."
Silence.
"Jen? You could if you wanted." "Could WHAT?" "Dick around. With my ass." "What the....oh." "Yeah, oh." (sound of smooching) (more smooching) (sound of happily ever after)
Hmm, I'm thinking this would make a very nice wallpaper for my computer. I'm thinking about sending this picture to my mom, because I know that she'd want to grab that. It also reminds me of all the baseball games I got dragged to so we could sit in the bleachers because she thought the left fielder had a nice ass. :)
So, I was just wondering... Your new icon led me to checking out your userpics and I saw the other one, the one of Jared's shoulders and back. omg. If you get in touch with babybluesteel and they give you the okay to use the pics, do you think maybe I could use that icon? Because I'm completely in love with it. (If not, that's definitely okay, too.)
Did you try the "send message" option on their journal?
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Date: 2008-01-22 08:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:07 pm (UTC)I so want that icon!
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Date: 2008-01-22 08:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:17 pm (UTC)At least I like to think it's not just wishful thinking.
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Date: 2008-01-22 08:18 pm (UTC)God, that picture will fuel my J2 fantasies for at least a month.
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Date: 2008-01-22 08:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:35 pm (UTC)Huh, I just got a random idea for a Chris/Steve fic, and I've no idea how to write that pairing. *facepalm*
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Date: 2008-01-22 08:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 08:58 pm (UTC)What the?
When he got up?
WHY DID HE STICK HIS ASS OUT OMG HE'S TOO HILARIOUS.
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Date: 2008-01-22 08:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 09:18 pm (UTC)in the spirit of conversations that never happened
Date: 2008-01-22 09:44 pm (UTC)"Whatcha looking at, Jen?"
".....nothing."
"Why did you close your laptop so quickly, as soon as I came in."
"Didn't."
"Did so."
"..."
"Oh my god, you were looking at porn. Jensen was looking at porn in his trailer."
"Shut UP"
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, Jensen. You're just a healthy red-blooded Texan male. Looking at porn in the privacy of his own trailer. I'm proud of you, man. Seriously. PROUD. "
"..."
(pause)
"Let me see?"
"No."
"So it IS porn."
"No. Just.... no."
"Oh c'mon, man... pleeeaseeeeee?"
"Jesus, Jared. No. No means no."
"Oh C'MON. It's not like I'm pestering you for sexual favours, I just want to check out the hot T&A on your laptop."
(coughing)
(sound of Jensen getting hammered on the back)
(sound of this degenerating into wrestling)
"Jared. Jared, let me go. You giant freak. Let me up. Don't touch that laptop. Seriously ... don't you dare..."
(Long uncomfortable pause).
"Oh."
"I said no. This is totally your own fault."
"No, really. It's cool. You've got my ass as your desktop wallpaper. That's..."
"Yeah, well. I'm just thankful it's not smell-o-vision."
(pause)
"Look, man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Jared, I'm..."
"You're hot for my ass."
"Hot for... no way, dude, I was just dicking around."
"You were dicking around with my ass."
"NO. That's not what I meant. I was... playing around."
"With my ass."
"With my desktop settings. With PICTURES."
"With pictures of my ass."
Silence.
"Jen? You could if you wanted."
"Could WHAT?"
"Dick around. With my ass."
"What the....oh."
"Yeah, oh."
(sound of smooching)
(more smooching)
(sound of happily ever after)
END.
Re: in the spirit of conversations that never happened
Date: 2008-01-22 09:46 pm (UTC)That is a TRU STORY!
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Date: 2008-01-22 10:17 pm (UTC)Ohhhhh man. *pouts* I just wanna give it a little goose.
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Date: 2008-01-22 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 10:51 pm (UTC)Oh why didn't his pants rip that day too?no subject
Date: 2008-01-22 11:42 pm (UTC)*whimpers*
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Date: 2008-01-23 12:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-23 03:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-23 05:33 am (UTC)So, I was just wondering... Your new icon led me to checking out your userpics and I saw the other one, the one of Jared's shoulders and back. omg. If you get in touch with
Did you try the "send message" option on their journal?