My Jared photo op from Jaxcon. I was originally going to do an Impala-themed picture for this one, too, but I never got the prop I needed in time. I then realized I’d never gotten a picture with Jared hugging me where it was just me and Jared, so I decided to go with that.
I’ve gotta tell this story just because it basically changed my life. So, one of my favorite things about Jared ops (and one of the reasons I never walk out of an op with Jared not crying) is that he always does something just before you leave, some little sensory detail to help you remember the moment. It’ll be, like, a squeeze on the shoulder or a centering touch, just something that creates a physical memory so that as you’re walking away you can be like, “I remember this, I felt this happen, this was real.” For this op, I asked Jared to give me a smush hug, so he swooped down to hug me really very tight (no complaints, not complaining).
Anyway, since his hand was already on my lower back when we finished taking the picture and because I was wearing a corset, the little casual touch he threw in as I was about to walk away was to tug. my. corset. laces. DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND HOW DEAD A PERSON IS WHEN THEY HAVE HARDCORE CORSET KINK AND THEN JARED FUCKING PADALECKI CASUALLY TUGS ON THEIR CORSET LACES. I couldn’t shut up about it all day, how my friends put up with me after that is a mystery.
Anyway, later during autographs, he complimented my shirt & I was like, “Thanks!” thinking that would be that. I grabbed my DVDs, which he had just signed, and was about to run off when he was like, “Where did you get it?” So I got to tell him about how I found the t-shirt online and then had it custom-made into a corset and he was like, “That’s so cool.” And anyway, any of you who know me know that my best fic is Oh, My Queen! in which Jared is gender fluid and wears a lot of corsets. So of course my lizard brain bits (and my bad influence friends) were like HE WANTS TO KNOW WHERE TO GET A CORSET JUST LIKE THIS SO HE CAN BE ALL PRETTY. And basically I floated off to happy porn thoughts land never to be seen again. RIP me I died of Anita feels it was bound to happen sooner or later do not mourn me.
