feather(s) in castiel's wings
multifandom & multishipper bitch
i live a j.r.r.tolkien, supernatural,
the walking dead and tim burton
appreciation life. take me or leave me
music & fiction addict
misha collins is my overlord
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Misha Collins on going out with Jared and Jensen
Misha Collins: We went out one night in the fall, last year in Vancouver. Boy, it was a rough night. We went to the fanciest restaurant in Vancouver, which was having a wine tasting/dinner. And it was like all the social elite of Vancouver were there, very high-brow. And because we were TV stars, we got to sit with [the winemaker], at her table. And we got to drinking. … And we were getting a little loud, and the maître d’ kept on coming over and going, “There are other tables here.” Which I think we were unaware of. And eventually we got smashed. And Janet was starting to talk about her wine, and she said it was a delicate science and sometimes we have to. Delicate science, sometimes the acidity is too high, or too low, so sometimes you have to make it more acidic. And Jared said, “How do you do that. What kind of batteries do you put in there.” And uh, Janet’s like, “No, we don’t put any batteries.” And he said, “No, like car batteries or double A?” It went on… FOREVER. And Janet was just a little too drunk to know that he was fucking with her. And then it started being like, “No, in our wine there are no batteries! Perhaps some other wineries do use car batteries!” And then the maître d’ came over and said, “If you go to the bar, and leave this little banquet room, we can get you some drinks there.” We’re like, “No, man, we’re cool.” Then he came over and suggested again, and then finally he came over and started pulling my chair back and said, “We would like you to go to the bar now.” We did, we drank some more, the next day Jared had to shoot. There’s parts of the story I’m not telling you, but it’s for the best. But the point is, yes we do, and we have to be careful. … It was the only time in my life that I’ve ever thrown up and not even thought about going to the bathroom to do it.
how Dean got his cubone UMU
FAMILY DOESNT END WITH BLOOD, SAMMEH
OMG
*chokes*
I have never met a Destiel shipper who hates Sam. I have no idea where that argument came from.
We can’t hate Sam, he’s the captain of our ship.
Sam ships it. he reads destiel fanfiction when he thinks everyones asleep.
Cloudy Jenn: Trying this here because I hate xltweet forever now
“Well, Cas is a trending topic on twitter now,” Sam said, his brow furrowed with apparent consternation.
Dean looked up from his comic book. “He’s a what on what?”
“He’s a trending topic on twitter,” Sam explained. “That means a lot of people around the world are talking about him on a social media website. See?” He turned the laptop and pointed to the screen. Sure enough, among a list of other weird bullshit, Dean read the words #welovecastiel.
“I don’t get it. Why are they doing that?”
Dean knew the Supernatural novels were being published again. They’d threatened to break Chuck’s spine, but the little weasel had claimed the stories crowding his tiny brain hurt more than anything, so either he wrote or they should kill him anyway. Most of the time, Dean ignored they existed, so he didn’t realize they’d gotten so popular.
“Well…” Sam’s hesitation made Dean suspicious.
“What?”
“Don’t get mad.”
Dean gritted his teeth and counted to four before speaking again.
“I can’t get mad if you don’t tell me what’s going on.”
Despite his obvious reluctance, Sam began to explain. “It’s retaliation against people who apparently hate Cas because…I don’t know why really. Because he exists, I guess. Or because you pay him attention instead of me sometimes. I could have told them I was frankly relieved about that, but I doubt they’d care. They’re…” He bit his bottom lip, but then plunged ahead, saying the rest all in one rushed breath. “They’re pissed you forgave him for everything.”
There was one split second of silence before Dean shot to his feet and began shouting.
“How is that their fucking business! Cas is my goddamned angel, not theirs! What the hell, dude.” Dean stormed across the room and jerked the laptop to face him. “Show me how to make an account.”
“I don’t think that’s-“
“Show me.”
Fifteen minutes later, @dean_w_screwyou made his first and only tweet.
@dean_w_screwyou u cas haters can suck my dick. Also, im not fucking my bro you pervs. #welovecastiel
“Feel better?” Sam asked.
“Fuck yes.”
Matt Cohen, joining in on the whole We Love Misha Collins fiasco.
