dear diary
I have finally broken down and mostly figured out which guy is which when it comes to reading SPN RPS (basically by chanting, "Dean is not Dean!" to myself), because I am a whore and I just can't allow there to be that much fanfic out there that I can't read.
But, see...
Every time I run into Jensen/Jared tinhats online (aka the 10% of the fandom that is Crazy Times), it convinces me for, like, 20 minutes that I would totally read a grand 1,000 page J2 gen epic about their deep deep abiding platonic love for each other, because it just hits me like a punch in the face how in non-gay bromancey love with each other these dudes must BE to still be able to stand hanging out and living together and whatever, when people are so fucking creepy & insane & intrusive & stalkery about their friendship. THERE IS NO HUMAN I LIKE THAT MUCH. No one likes anyone that much, except maybe Sam, re: Dean.
Neither of those guys can be that fucking entertaining and awesome to be around. It's gotta be Stockholm Syndrome at this point. Or maybe by now they secretly despise each other but are too proud and stubborn to back down. Like, "I will fucking ENJOY your boring ass if it KILLS ME, motherfucker - THE INTERNETS WILL NOT WIN."
However, despite my appreciation of their enormous steel ball sacks --
Jared Padalawakiwhatsit however you spell your damn name, I PUT YOU ON NOTICE.
I have heard tell in random LJ comments that you are possibly
(a) occasionally standing beside,
(a) dating,
(b) near engaged to,
(c) having mad buttsex with,
(d) all of the above,
the chick who plays Ruby, and this is all fine & good, and yes, she is crazy crazy hot so this is completely understandable. (though v. jealous making) and yet! THE NOTICE.
If those bastards don't kill her off already in the next couple episodes anyway, I do not want to hear about you breaking her heart and causing Ruby to be written off my damn show. yes? we understand each other? Because your buddy Chad fucked up my couple on One Tree Hill with his high school love child, and that is not on.
DO NOT THINK I HAVE FORGOTTEN GILMORE GIRLS. I IRRATIONALLY BLAME THAT BREAK UP ON YOUR PENIS.
But, see...
Every time I run into Jensen/Jared tinhats online (aka the 10% of the fandom that is Crazy Times), it convinces me for, like, 20 minutes that I would totally read a grand 1,000 page J2 gen epic about their deep deep abiding platonic love for each other, because it just hits me like a punch in the face how in non-gay bromancey love with each other these dudes must BE to still be able to stand hanging out and living together and whatever, when people are so fucking creepy & insane & intrusive & stalkery about their friendship. THERE IS NO HUMAN I LIKE THAT MUCH. No one likes anyone that much, except maybe Sam, re: Dean.
Neither of those guys can be that fucking entertaining and awesome to be around. It's gotta be Stockholm Syndrome at this point. Or maybe by now they secretly despise each other but are too proud and stubborn to back down. Like, "I will fucking ENJOY your boring ass if it KILLS ME, motherfucker - THE INTERNETS WILL NOT WIN."
However, despite my appreciation of their enormous steel ball sacks --
Jared Padalawakiwhatsit however you spell your damn name, I PUT YOU ON NOTICE.
I have heard tell in random LJ comments that you are possibly
(a) occasionally standing beside,
(a) dating,
(b) near engaged to,
(c) having mad buttsex with,
(d) all of the above,
the chick who plays Ruby, and this is all fine & good, and yes, she is crazy crazy hot so this is completely understandable. (though v. jealous making) and yet! THE NOTICE.
If those bastards don't kill her off already in the next couple episodes anyway, I do not want to hear about you breaking her heart and causing Ruby to be written off my damn show. yes? we understand each other? Because your buddy Chad fucked up my couple on One Tree Hill with his high school love child, and that is not on.
DO NOT THINK I HAVE FORGOTTEN GILMORE GIRLS. I IRRATIONALLY BLAME THAT BREAK UP ON YOUR PENIS.