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Nice Guys Should Finish First! - Reasons to Vote for Jensen Ackles #3

Jensen has displayed his many skills on screen, we’ve all seen how good of an actor he is, but what makes Jensen my favorite is the way he is when he’s also not on screen - his professionalism behind the scenes, his willing to help the other actor, giving 110%, because he respects them, even the ones who only appear in one scene - that says a lot about the type of actor and person Jensen is.

“During rehearsals, Jensen came up to me, called me by my first name (and he didn’t have a script in his hand to refer to), and gave me some great pointers. He did the same for the other actor. After we shot the scene, on our way back to our trailers, the other actor quietly remarked to me how amazed he was that Jensen had known both our names. We talked to some crew members about it and they all went on about how down to earth, humble, and grateful Jensen was to have a series. When I told my girlfriend about it, she fell in love with him a little bit, so now a part of me hates him, too. (Kidding!)”

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Then there’s his relationship with the crew, who he has embraced as his extended family. They make birthday cakes for him because he’s more than just the star of the show, he’s their friend. They even invite him home for dinner sometimes.

From all the stories we’ve heard it’s clear Jensen is not the type of actor to swan around the set believing he’s above everyone else, instead he’s just one of the guys on set - no ego, no diva tantrums - just wanting to have fun and get the job done.

In fact I believe that one of the main reasons why Jensen continues to work on Supernatural after all these years is because he loves working with the cast and crew, who he considers family. Jensen is nothing if not loyal.

Gosh this post is long - it would be as long as your arm if I included every example of how decent Jensen has been over the years. To sum up, have a look at these amazing videos of how the cast and crew feel about working with Jensen, and then….

VOTE JENSEN ACKLES

Deadline is next week - the 15th of December!

writing-prompt-s

You’re in charge of assigning every child on Earth the monster under their bed. One child in particular has caused every monster assigned to him/her to quit. You decide to assign yourself.

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Case: #273402 Status: Disastrous.

I stare at the file and realize I have no options, over the last 2 years every monster assigned to Charlotte Dower has quit, every last one. Her first monster; a giant goldfish-faced humanoid named Bubba, had been with her for four years, and then she wasn’t scared of him anymore. After that it was a string of different common, uncommon, and rare monsters… I even assigned a sentient sock monster to her. He came back crying! I look on my tablet, only one assignable monster left; myself. Field work has never been my cup of tea, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So at 8:03 pm, after Mrs. Gideon tucks in Charlotte and her little brother Daniel; I slither into the space beneath Charlotte’s bed. Across the room underneath Daniel’s crib is a rookie, Chico, a standard Creep kind of monster. I turn my attention to the bed above me, Charlotte is still awake but barely, I reach up over the bed and run an ice cold finger over her cheek, silence, so I do it again. “I’m not afraid of you monster!” She whispers, but her voice is shaking. I can see a small clock on the wall 8:14, a door somewhere in the house slams and there is an audible hitch of breath from above me. A few minutes go by I can hear Francis Gideon yelling at his wife. There are heavy footsteps on the stairs, and loud panting breaths, Charlotte scrambles off the bed and… She. CRAWLS. Under. The. Bed. With. Me. “Move. Over!” Charlotte hisses at me. I do. The door to the bedroom slams open and I smell the stench of human intoxicants before the man even steps inside. I know why Charlotte isn’t afraid of any of my monsters; she’s afraid of her own. Francis reaches a hand under the bed and I thrust my wrist into it, he starts to pull, I slither out. “What the…” I cut Francis’s next words off by unfolding to my full 12 foot height. Looming over the drunken man I caress my cold fingers down his face. “If you ever touch, scare, or harm my child again, I will find you, and I will do the same to you, for all eternity.” I promise to him. As Francis runs from the room he soils himself. I pull Charlotte from under the bed, tuck her back under her covers and kiss her forehead goodnight. “I’ll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling.” Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed.