Local couple keeps waking to neck + back pains bc they keep cuddling on the couch & falling asleep

Who is Misha Collins? Is she important?

I absolute LOVE fics where Dean is talking to someone about Cas and he’s like, “well I mean obviously Cas is attractive. he’s objectively smoking hot, I mean it’s no wonder women throw themselves at him, am I right? Just look at him! I have working eyes after all and it’s not gay to just look and notice that he’s like really really gorgeous. like his eyes? wow, and his shoulders?? Unreal. Tell me I’m wrong.”

And the other people is just like “…Dean he just looks like a middle aged dad to everyone else.”

Every now and then I think about how when Misha Collins was cast to play a completely new species of creature on SPN, he decided to make some bold character choices (the voice, the staring and personal space thing, etc) because he wanted to make sure the angels were different from humans (and he was originally only going to be there for like four episodes and wasn’t thinking long term commitments to character choices)

And then no one else who played an angel did the same thing

I mean, it gave us the amazing autistic gay angel with an iconic voice that we all love, but like. Did he run his plans by any of the writers or even other angel actors? I know Ackles was surprised but did Collins have a conversation with Wisdom and McNiven only for them to go “no”? Was there ever a formal conversation where anyone went “yeah this is just gonna be a your guy thing”

Can you imagine coming in to do some temp work, suddenly have the temp work become a (horrifyingly insecure) long term job, and the wild choices you made when you thought you were only gonna be there for a week were suddenly permanent, and everyone else in the same position as you goes “we aren’t gonna do that” even though your wild choices specifically were to fit the position, and it’s too late for you to make different choices or to change?

yep, still thinking about this: https://www.tumblr.com/sunglassesmish/739800162662318080/pretty-good-if-i-do-say-so-myself

(he’s just so!!!)

same. i think we should all watch it again…. and again and again

If a UT/DR musical will ever be created the characters should have back up dancers/chorus that look like themselves and rapperesent a part of themselves.

So far all the scenes where Misha appears are the ones already shared on Previews and Promos.

Tell me I'm being Mishabaited, without telling me I'm being Mishabaited. 🤔

I won’t even pretend I know anything of the Batman universe other than a few names, random faces and the odd trivia I picked up over the years without my consent.

What I do know though is that I like those characters introduced in Gotham Knights up until now. Especially the Joker’s daughter is a perfect cast, because she looks exactly like I would imagine her if someone forced me to. Also we have a bisexual girl, a trans boy, a poc girl Robin, a blonde badass hacker, lots of shady police, a questionable whatever Cressida is and the big bad secret organisation everybody is afraid of, because they obviously go around a behead everyone who fails them in executing their evil plan...

And most importantly, we got one damn fine looking Misha Collins in a fitted suit.

I guess they can count me in.

not me nearly screaming because Heat of The Moment played on the show I’m watching and I had Supernatural flashbacks

Misha is so full of heart-eyes lately

The dialogue in the megstiel is. So cringy. Misha and Rachel Miner are doing absolutely everything they can to make this work and they are making a VALIENT effort but. I don't think there's anyone who could.

Based on this ask! The first thing that popped into my head was 'mom heart' tattoo when I saw Shae's answer akjshdakj

(Mine's pronouns are they/she btw)

tableau vivant

3/???

A (5 star) review of Bury Your Gays, by @drchucktingle!

I read this book in one sitting. I did not plan to read this book in one sitting, but I could not put it down, accepting that my lunch break was now an extended reading break. Bury Your Gays was just that good.

It starts simple. Screenwriter Misha has been told by his exec that the season finale of his show must out, then kill the two leads. He needs to bury his gays because the board has determined it's where the money is. Misha says no. Then starts getting stalked by his (definitely fictional, right?) characters from other shows. Either Misha developed some incredible supernatural powers in that meeting, or something more sinister is at work…

Bury Your Gays illustrates why queer people should be allowed to tell the stories they want to tell, instead of being made to use queerbating, tragic tropes, or fake relentless optimism in the name of corporate Pride. It's a story about the queer struggle to find oneself in a world that makes it so, so hard. There's a lot of love for the queer community poured into this book, and oh does it shines. I especially adored the ace rep - and the concept of ace rep as a plot point. I shall not explain further. However, I am more scared than ever of the corporatization of Pride.

Bury Your Gays also criticizes capitalism's monetization of tragedy and exploitation of workers. It explores what happens when ethics are ignored in the name of an ever-growing profit margin, to the point where the bottom line becomes a near-sentient thing. It leans into the horrors of AI and data-mining by combining the two and going all the way with it. Chuck Tingle has acknowledged all my fears of black box algorithms and also made them ten times worse. Truly a feat! I will be sleeping with my router off!

It's a masterpiece of horror, both visceral and psychological. Since the main character is a horror writer, the story is very genre aware. There's a lot of fun to be had in the tale of "writer being followed by the monsters he wrote," and certainly no small amount of terror. It gets gory here and there, with plenty of suspense in between. Hints are laid out for the reader, enough where I was occasionally able to predict what was coming just a page or two before it landed. My jaw dropped multiple times! The writing is descriptive enough to pull you right in (and gross you out!), and it's paced near-perfectly. There's all these little moments sprinkled in that elevate the whole story, from fun references of other work to subtle clues you'll only catch on a reread.

This book will be living in my head rent-free from now on. It's about so many things and yet has interwoven them all perfectly. Fans of classic horror movies will love this story. Those of us fed up with AI generated trash will love it. Anyone who joined a WGA picket line will love it. Asexuals fed up with lack of representation will love it. People who watched multiple seasons of Supernatural will love it. Is that you? Go pick up Bury Your Gays. Be scared, be sad, be angry. But also validated, loved, and joyful.

TLDR: Read this book when it comes out on July 9!

જ⁀ 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 , hsr men !

side comments: i love old jazzy tunes or old songs in general. i usually don't do this kind of fic but i wanted to try something new.

extra: gn reader, fluff, all hsr men except yanqing & misha word count: 434

Other arms reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you. 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐀 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 / Ray Charles

Despite age the two of you bustle about; committing your duties be it work or another passion. Perhaps either of you transverse the cosmos. However, when Twilight's wings gingerly take you under its folds, the two of you melt into one like candle wax dripping down its holder. No matter what path each of you treads- you are bound no matter the state. Thus, under the duvet covers and the unspoken lullabies of the night, he presses kisses on your wrinkled eyes like gemstones while slowly caressing your furrowed hand with a gentleness only matched by the lightness of a feather and the warmth of a beating heart. It is instinctive like blinking, like drawing air into the lungs. Rest now in silence for neither of you needed to say a word, another day will come and nights of blossoming devotion will echo into eternity.

𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐑 . Dan Heng . 𝐃𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎 . 𝐋𝐔𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐀 . Gepard . 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍 . 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈 . Blade . 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐓 . Sam . + any of your favourites

Just one look at you My heart grew tipsy in me You and you alone Bring out the Gypsy in me I love all the many charms about you Above all, I want my arms about you 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 / Judy Garland

Your limbs might not take you far now, but he'll twirl you in the air like a star and tease you until your cheeks ache from laughter. The glimmer and shine of that first date still trails behind the two of you: stardust in the wind, wings that seldom break. You two still share that hidden kiss in public and search for treasures amongst a sea of rust. Giddy and unfettered, the two of you are like birds spinning in the air; chasing each other in fits of uncontrolled laughter. Blush still brushing against your sagging cheeks and the tipsyness of a night still young, his own heart enthralled as the first time he met you. The throng can stare if they want; asking why not sit down? Would you like some help? That's fine, he'll still banter and pursue adoration as if it's not already tucked in his arms. Because despite his gradually wilting eyes and worn-out knees, he'll still bow down and press his head against your stomach, whispering, "mine."

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 . Argenti . 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍 . 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐎 . 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐀 . Gallager . 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 . + any of your favourites

At last My love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song 𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 / Etta James

The two of you have mellowed over the years, lost some hair and found comfort in blue skies, the pit pat of rain and sand between your toes. Perhaps the two of you find a house in the countryside or build a home on a distant planet found in cup boards and the warmth of an oven. Perhaps you settle under the blanket of the universe; allowing your eyes to trace the sun inching down the walls of your shared home. The two of you spend your days lying languidly on the couch, days drifting into melodies spent well and arms entangled as one. He never would've thought that his heart could slow and his soul mellow like a distant breeze. His eyes drifted towards your figure, a pleasant smile reaching his lips.

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 . Welt . Gepard . 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 . Dr. Ratio . 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 . 𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆 . Jing Yuan . Luocha . + any of your favourites

masterlist.