Alright guys I have decided to make a new Tumblr account. This will be specifically for story pics, photo edits, cover contest, and just posting really cool edits and photos for my lovely rainicorns. Check it out on tumblr, I'll put a notify on my profile for when I create it. It will be called TheOtpZiam just like my wattpad, but I might not be able to post a whole bunch of pics 24/7 so don't be too upset. Anyways enjoy!
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Dean:
"Okay, so let's get this straight. You can post pictures of whatever you want and just leave 'em up there?"
You growled in frustration. This was like the one hundred and 40th time you had to explain social media to him. It was like teaching your parents how to use a smartphone. Slow going, annoying, and painstakingly frustrating.
"I'm going to say it one last time." You said taking the phone from him to show him how it works "You take the picture from your gallery, click the check mark, add what ever tags or comments you want, then you post it. Finite!"
"And it just........stays there?"
"Oh. My. Chuck! Yes, yes it stays there."
"And how does that work?"
"I don't know! I'm not Bill Gates or something."
"Okay, okay. I think I've got it." He took the phone back and started tapping around on the screen
With his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth, he focused solely on the task of finding something to post on Instagram. If you weren't so annoyed by how long it took to explain - and how equal long it will take for him to find a picture - you would think it was the most adorable thing on earth. But no, he ruined the moment with his lack of technological knowledge. Oh well, what's done is done. Now, we wait.
~~~~~~~~30 Minutes Later~~~~~~~~
Half an hour. HALF AN HOUR! He spent half an hour looking for a picture to post. Out of the millions of pictures in this world it took him ages to find ONE. And it wasn't even worth the long wait. Especially since the photos sitting right in his gallery, just waiting for him to press it and click the check mark.
Yes, Dean Winchester spent half an hour looking for his first perfect IG photo. And you know what it was?
A photo of you
Asleep in the Impala
Drooling with your hair all blown every where because the window was down -_-
"Dean!"
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Sam:
He pretty much knows everything about social media. He spends nearly half the time on the internet looking up stuff so it only makes sense that he has like a million accounts. Tumblr, Instagram, Facebook, you name it; he's got it.
"How many accounts could you possibly have?" You said looking through the apps on his phone
He gave a simple shrug from his position infant of the laptop at the table "Dunno, never really kept up with it."
"Well I'm gonna check."
"Knock yourself out."
8 total accounts. Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram, Google+, Youtube, Tumblr, Flickr and Facebook. All with unspecified meaning. All you knew was that each had a bunch of photos of you and him and dean, and other things. Sceneries and such.
"There just pictures and stuff."
"I know that. What I don't know is why there are so many."
"Because there are really beautiful and awesome things in the world you only see once and I want the world to see them." He stated simply.
"You are such a dork." You said kissing on the cheek and ruffling his hair
"But you love me."
"Yeah, I do."
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Cas:
"This is actually pretty easy."
As actually had a pretty good understanding of social media for some strange reason. He knew all about the posting, and deleting, and commenting. The like. He even knew how to follow people! If only he could apply that to like everything else he didn't know.
"I can't believe this is the one thing you know how to do."
"Me neither. It's kinda fun."
He had already posted 100 photos and had 300 followers and was following like 20.
"You're pretty popular. huh?"
"Yeah I guess so. What's your username?'
"Uh CasOtp I think. Your's?"
"AssButt." He chuckled
"You seem really proud of the name."
"Yeah, Dean helped me out with it.'
"Should've known."
