i mean i get that the entire theme of the franchise is “this is a terrible idea” but
if there were a real jurassic park/world
i’d totally go
i’d die
but i’d totally go
i mean i get that the entire theme of the franchise is “this is a terrible idea” but
if there were a real jurassic park/world
i’d totally go
i’d die
but i’d totally go
why do i get these anons lmao jensen ackles could call me up and say “hey dean is straight” and i’d be like “that’s cool but dean is bisexual, btw big fan of your acting, have a great day pal”
i get more excited about jensen and misha being affectionate toward each other than any fictional ship i’ve ever had like my cheeks hurt from smiling and i hold my breath when i’m reading posts about them and I’m pretty sure my eyes get all sparkly and what the fuck i’m so mad about how much i love seeing them together
I was looking forward to Dean in space.
It’s funny because yeah, Jensen as a lot to do, when he’s away he misses his wife and daughter, and a lot happens at conventions.
Yet, something always happens. As soon as panel with Misha starts, it just goes away. It looks like something just flows over him and makes his mind come in peace.
This year, Jared went home before the con even started, he needed his family at home . And Jensen was worried, he missed Jared, and he showed it.
And then Misha came on stage with him.
And he laughed, he danced, he showed affection to Misha, literally everything he did said I’m comfortable with you, and I think that’s a great thing. It’s one of the reasons I enjoy watching cockles panels so much.
(FYI I ship the hell out of Cockles, but this can be seen the friendly way too, I mean, look at their panels together)
So, my whole life I thought my favorite color was purple. “What’s your favorite color?” “Purple.” Always. That was my answer. And it wasn’t a lie. I truly believed my favorite color was purple.
And then my sophomore year of high school, someone I had just met in art class asked me if my favorite color was green. I have her a weird look and responded, “no, purple.” She shook her head “nope, you literally wear something green every day. Your favorite color is definitely green.” And I laughed it off. We’ve been friends ever since, and she hasn’t let it go. “Where’s the green?” “There’s the green!” And I never thought twice about it.
But lately I’ve started noticing that my closet is full of green clothes. And while I do find the color purple very beautiful, I actually prefer green. And I find the color green just, very attractive. And I realized that green is my fucking favorite color.
This makes it sound like green being my favorite color was forced upon me, but honestly it was nothing like that. Green has always been my favorite color, I was just not able to see it and accept it.
And I’ve also recently realized that when I write this short story, you could replace a few choice words and this would be the explanation of how I realized I was gay.
Please read this entire thing
if i get rich my mom gettin paid first thing
Half of me: Awww no Dean don’t do that you might lose control
Stronger half of me: KILL EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING THEY FUCKING STAND FOR