Oneshots for anon_lovefest always have a ridiculous amount of worldbuilding when I write them. I highly suspect this one of wanting a sequel. The cafeteria scene alluded to is gnawing at the edges of my brain already >.<
Title: Between Twelve and Twenty a Minute
Pairing: pre Brendon/Spencer
Rating: pg
Wordcount: 1507
Summary: The day Brendon
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About the Gabe/Victoria/Nate thing. The first long 'always D/s world' fic I read, it was taboo to touch others without asking permission from the dom. Which is understandable, but at the same time, it's HIGH SCHOOL. There are seven people crammed in the backseat for a ride to a party, there are crowded hallways, and there are evenings slouching on the couch together watching a movie. So I'm trying to walk that line carefully, and have it more an exception to the rule- people know who's not to be touched. Also you don't touch people's collars, I'm thinking it's the equivlent of giving someone else's boyfriend a handjob.
Slant- see, to me it sounds better. Kink implies twistedness, which implies something other than the norm. In this world kink is normal, so it doesn't fit. Slant is a more casual way of saying orientation, which is a lot more value neutral.
Also I imagine a semi-promiscuous youth in this verse, because teens are trying to figure out what they like. I see a lot of stupid quizzilla quizzes about what your favourite colour is meaning what kind of dom you are. So yeah, there is totally past Spencer/Ryan, until they realised their slants weren't compatible. (though I think Spencer would almost do what Pete does for Sisky; just ridicules him often enough that he stays sane until he finally finds Keltie)
(heh, my Gerard/Jepha icon is a lot more inappropriate now)
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