More Chicon posts, I know, I'm sorry. XD
I AM IN LOVE WITH MY SHOW AND ITS CAST.♥
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Can Dean dress like Jensen for one episode? Please? *____* LEATHER JACKEEEEEEEEEET 8D
All of the stories people are telling on tumblr are freaking ADORABLE:
x "Jared fucking Padalecki called me ‘his Texas girl’ when I got my photo with him. Clearly, I’m dead."
x 'I was excited to see him and Sara went first. I wanted to tell him that I’m so happy and proud of him and that he’s amazing and I’m so glad for him and Gen.
What did I say?
“Gosh, you’re tall!”
His response was just, “Didn’t y’all know that already?” and he laughed and smiled and I was just like “well, yeah-” and Sara was like “what is wrong with you?” and I just stammered, “It’s great to meet you, thanks!!”
GOSH YOU’RE TALL!
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x "Just finished our J2 photos. Sarah and I just freaking out!! Got to congratulate Jared and Gen for beimg parents and Jensen for being an uncle. Also told him to say hi to Danneel and tell her we love. He was very happy I said that. There was more but I’m flailing too hard to think anymore. "
x "I apologized for being small so Jared apologized for being large."
x "Favorite moments of chicon so far: Misha talking about sleeping in a microwave, all of Richard and Matt’s panel, and when I went up to get my pellegrino autograph, he was texting but he had that Swipe thing and it was pretty damn obvious he didn’t know how to use it and he was just poking the letters on his phone like a grandpa omg"
x 'At this point I still didn’t know how I was going to ask [Misha] to play Words With Friends with me, and I was exhausted from the long day, which I have come to realize means my filter and competency goes completely out the window.
He asks how I am and starts signing, and I can see that he doesn’t have anything else to really say to me, so I blurt out, “So…Words With Friends. I bet I can beat you.” And OF COURSE he responds, “Oh, really? How much?”
At this point I hesitate, because he’s obviously calling me on my bluff (I only lose 1 out of every 4 games I play, but that doesn’t mean I’m stupid enough to think I can outmatch HIM.), and I can see that he sees it, too. He says, “Oh, I guess you can’t put your money where your mouth is!” And I, without thinking, respond “100”.
“$100?”
“Yeah, why not?”
He looked at me for a second (probably to judge my seriousness) - and holy fuck, guys, his eyes are fucking BLUE - and finally said, “Okay.” He held out his hand and we shook on it, and he lightly replies as I hand him my username, “Let’s hope for my sake I don’t lose this game.” And he smiled while I smiled back and thanked him before going on my merry way…and by “merry” I mean I was walking out with the inner monologue of, “Did I seriously just bet Misha Collins $100 I could beat him? I must all kinds of stupid.”'
x 'OMG OMG OMG I JUST GOT MY J2 PHOTO OP!!!! ONE WORD: SWEATERS
THEY ARE WEARING SWEATERS
THEY LOOK AMAZING
THE MOOSE STEPPED ON MY FOOT AND THEN SAID “Oh my God, I’m so sorry!”
AND THEN…
“Cute boots!”
*camera click* *me dead*'
x 'Our turn was soon enough and [Jensen] said hi and I said hi. Then we took the picture, (his sweater was extremely fuzzy and he was taller than I thought he’d be.) After the picture, he gave one of those friendly slight back rub things and I looked up to him and thanked him.
That’s when our eyes locked, he smiled and said “Thanks ladies.” and my ovaries exploded and I died and came back.
HIS FUCKING EYE CRINKLES AND SMILE AND EYES AND GAHHHHHHH.'
So, basically... I can't make up my mind if I'd actually want to go to a convention or if the bad side of things would embarrass me too much.
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Can Dean dress like Jensen for one episode? Please? *____* LEATHER JACKEEEEEEEEEET 8D
All of the stories people are telling on tumblr are freaking ADORABLE:
x "Jared fucking Padalecki called me ‘his Texas girl’ when I got my photo with him. Clearly, I’m dead."
x 'I was excited to see him and Sara went first. I wanted to tell him that I’m so happy and proud of him and that he’s amazing and I’m so glad for him and Gen.
What did I say?
“Gosh, you’re tall!”
His response was just, “Didn’t y’all know that already?” and he laughed and smiled and I was just like “well, yeah-” and Sara was like “what is wrong with you?” and I just stammered, “It’s great to meet you, thanks!!”
GOSH YOU’RE TALL!
[gif of fail]'
x "Just finished our J2 photos. Sarah and I just freaking out!! Got to congratulate Jared and Gen for beimg parents and Jensen for being an uncle. Also told him to say hi to Danneel and tell her we love. He was very happy I said that. There was more but I’m flailing too hard to think anymore. "
x "I apologized for being small so Jared apologized for being large."
x "Favorite moments of chicon so far: Misha talking about sleeping in a microwave, all of Richard and Matt’s panel, and when I went up to get my pellegrino autograph, he was texting but he had that Swipe thing and it was pretty damn obvious he didn’t know how to use it and he was just poking the letters on his phone like a grandpa omg"
x 'At this point I still didn’t know how I was going to ask [Misha] to play Words With Friends with me, and I was exhausted from the long day, which I have come to realize means my filter and competency goes completely out the window.
He asks how I am and starts signing, and I can see that he doesn’t have anything else to really say to me, so I blurt out, “So…Words With Friends. I bet I can beat you.” And OF COURSE he responds, “Oh, really? How much?”
At this point I hesitate, because he’s obviously calling me on my bluff (I only lose 1 out of every 4 games I play, but that doesn’t mean I’m stupid enough to think I can outmatch HIM.), and I can see that he sees it, too. He says, “Oh, I guess you can’t put your money where your mouth is!” And I, without thinking, respond “100”.
“$100?”
“Yeah, why not?”
He looked at me for a second (probably to judge my seriousness) - and holy fuck, guys, his eyes are fucking BLUE - and finally said, “Okay.” He held out his hand and we shook on it, and he lightly replies as I hand him my username, “Let’s hope for my sake I don’t lose this game.” And he smiled while I smiled back and thanked him before going on my merry way…and by “merry” I mean I was walking out with the inner monologue of, “Did I seriously just bet Misha Collins $100 I could beat him? I must all kinds of stupid.”'
x 'OMG OMG OMG I JUST GOT MY J2 PHOTO OP!!!! ONE WORD: SWEATERS
THEY ARE WEARING SWEATERS
THEY LOOK AMAZING
THE MOOSE STEPPED ON MY FOOT AND THEN SAID “Oh my God, I’m so sorry!”
AND THEN…
“Cute boots!”
*camera click* *me dead*'
x 'Our turn was soon enough and [Jensen] said hi and I said hi. Then we took the picture, (his sweater was extremely fuzzy and he was taller than I thought he’d be.) After the picture, he gave one of those friendly slight back rub things and I looked up to him and thanked him.
That’s when our eyes locked, he smiled and said “Thanks ladies.” and my ovaries exploded and I died and came back.
HIS FUCKING EYE CRINKLES AND SMILE AND EYES AND GAHHHHHHH.'
So, basically... I can't make up my mind if I'd actually want to go to a convention or if the bad side of things would embarrass me too much.