Supernatural matters.
It appears I am not the only person having a few struggles with getting the words out right now. However, you would not know it from what this author posted tonight -- she had me in the palm of her flipping talented hand, amazing story, so go, read, marvel -- and let's all repeat together now: Summer will not last forever. We won't be in Hiatus Hell too long. A'ight? ::trembles a little::
And on the subject of Supernatural: So I'm looking at these really, um, you know, alternately hilarious and mouth-dryingly androgynous-hot photos of younger Jensen Ackles, right? You've seen 'em -- lipgloss, screamingly gay outfits, lots of eyeliner, and that pouty mouth. Here's what I'm talking about. Guh.
Hang on, I need to turn down the AC real quick. 60 ought to do it. There.
Jesus. Those pictures make me squirm and then giggle with some weird embarrassment, then go back and have to wipe the goddamn drool off my shirt, you know? I prefer JA's current look, strongly, but I can't deny that that... pointedly, purposefully androgynous thing kinda gets me. Well, not kinda. REALLY gets me.
And what I keep thinking is, Jesus, DEAN looked like that. I mean, okay, so Dean never wore the outfits. Ever. Or the goofy sandals, or, you know, ever had his hair styled like that. Or the makeup. But. Even WITHOUT all that, JA was so pretty it makes your eyes bleed, and that brings me back to DEAN was that pretty, and holy CRAP. I mean, sure, it was about SELLING the pretty back then, one look at those pics and that much is obvious, and you gotta think, Dean would probably have alternately played up his looks for various reasons and then quite likely regretted the hell out of them in dicey situations, you know? It would be -- difficult to be Dean and THAT PRETTY.
I...don't quite know where I'm going with this. Just, um, mumbling. Because man, there are so many bunnies in that idea right there. Not just hustling bunnies -- of which scores just propagated inside my filthy-dirty-wrong mind, I assure you -- but just the nitty-gritty day-to-day stuff. A fighter, a hunter, a "warrior," with looks like that? Who would NOT want to possess/kidnap/stare at someone who looked like that, even if they were carrying fourteen knives, eight guns, and twin machetes, all aimed at your throat? It'd be like, "Okay, man, you can go ahead and kill me, I can die knowing I've now seen the prettiest fucking person on the goddamn PLANET."
It's sort of hard for me NOT to see hustler scenarios when I ogle leer at see photos like that. Because -- shit, it's not JUST pretty, it's androgynous pretty, it's crossing-gender-lines gorgeous, and NO ONE WOULD BE IMMUNE, I SWEAR TO GOD. Sam has his psychic gifts, and that's awesome, but in his teens and early twenties, dolled up a bit, the Awesome Power of the Pretteh would have been the most ungodly weapon of all, man. I mean, baby-Dean would just walk in a ROOM and the evil would be helplessly snuffed right out. Vanquished by beauty.
Okay, so I'm going a little overboard. I know this. I recognize it. But I am stunned -- FLATTENED -- by how yummy he was. Is. And yet, still, I prefer scruffier Dean. Mmmmmm yes, I does. But. Still. Holy mascara wands, Batman. FORMIDABLE.
And surely -- surely -- John and Sam were not, shall we say, unaware, not cognizant of this phenomenon. I mean, they have EYES. I'm not putting forth the Gospel of the Wincest, necessarily -- only saying that Dean's relatives would have, shall we say, noticed. Perhaps worried, because Christ almighty, that's just WHAMMO right-between-the-eyes pretty.
I'm shutting up now. Except BUNNIES. There must be HORDES of bunnies based on those few facts. Anyone have stories to rec that focus on this particular feature of Dean's? Esp. younger-Dean's? I think I've seen a few, but I'm absolutely abysmal at remembering exactly which (a fact exacerbated by the tremendous tons of delicious fiction I've been gobbling down at an unseemly rate lately, apologies).
And on the subject of Supernatural: So I'm looking at these really, um, you know, alternately hilarious and mouth-dryingly androgynous-hot photos of younger Jensen Ackles, right? You've seen 'em -- lipgloss, screamingly gay outfits, lots of eyeliner, and that pouty mouth. Here's what I'm talking about. Guh.
Hang on, I need to turn down the AC real quick. 60 ought to do it. There.
Jesus. Those pictures make me squirm and then giggle with some weird embarrassment, then go back and have to wipe the goddamn drool off my shirt, you know? I prefer JA's current look, strongly, but I can't deny that that... pointedly, purposefully androgynous thing kinda gets me. Well, not kinda. REALLY gets me.
And what I keep thinking is, Jesus, DEAN looked like that. I mean, okay, so Dean never wore the outfits. Ever. Or the goofy sandals, or, you know, ever had his hair styled like that. Or the makeup. But. Even WITHOUT all that, JA was so pretty it makes your eyes bleed, and that brings me back to DEAN was that pretty, and holy CRAP. I mean, sure, it was about SELLING the pretty back then, one look at those pics and that much is obvious, and you gotta think, Dean would probably have alternately played up his looks for various reasons and then quite likely regretted the hell out of them in dicey situations, you know? It would be -- difficult to be Dean and THAT PRETTY.
I...don't quite know where I'm going with this. Just, um, mumbling. Because man, there are so many bunnies in that idea right there. Not just hustling bunnies -- of which scores just propagated inside my filthy-dirty-wrong mind, I assure you -- but just the nitty-gritty day-to-day stuff. A fighter, a hunter, a "warrior," with looks like that? Who would NOT want to possess/kidnap/stare at someone who looked like that, even if they were carrying fourteen knives, eight guns, and twin machetes, all aimed at your throat? It'd be like, "Okay, man, you can go ahead and kill me, I can die knowing I've now seen the prettiest fucking person on the goddamn PLANET."
It's sort of hard for me NOT to see hustler scenarios when I ogle leer at see photos like that. Because -- shit, it's not JUST pretty, it's androgynous pretty, it's crossing-gender-lines gorgeous, and NO ONE WOULD BE IMMUNE, I SWEAR TO GOD. Sam has his psychic gifts, and that's awesome, but in his teens and early twenties, dolled up a bit, the Awesome Power of the Pretteh would have been the most ungodly weapon of all, man. I mean, baby-Dean would just walk in a ROOM and the evil would be helplessly snuffed right out. Vanquished by beauty.
Okay, so I'm going a little overboard. I know this. I recognize it. But I am stunned -- FLATTENED -- by how yummy he was. Is. And yet, still, I prefer scruffier Dean. Mmmmmm yes, I does. But. Still. Holy mascara wands, Batman. FORMIDABLE.
And surely -- surely -- John and Sam were not, shall we say, unaware, not cognizant of this phenomenon. I mean, they have EYES. I'm not putting forth the Gospel of the Wincest, necessarily -- only saying that Dean's relatives would have, shall we say, noticed. Perhaps worried, because Christ almighty, that's just WHAMMO right-between-the-eyes pretty.
I'm shutting up now. Except BUNNIES. There must be HORDES of bunnies based on those few facts. Anyone have stories to rec that focus on this particular feature of Dean's? Esp. younger-Dean's? I think I've seen a few, but I'm absolutely abysmal at remembering exactly which (a fact exacerbated by the tremendous tons of delicious fiction I've been gobbling down at an unseemly rate lately, apologies).