#elvencas

[holyhael]

landscape

when i was seven, my family and i moved across the us, from connecticut to washington state, for my dad's job in the navy. we drove our van all the way there. one of my most memorable memories of that trip is being on a prairie at dawn and seeing the prairie dogs pop out of their holes

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J,O,D, and Y ;D

Yeeeeesss my love

J - Are you insecure. What about?Literally everything omg I really need to work on not hating myself lmao

O - Where would I like to travel.Oooh I don’t know. This is completely theoretical given the fact that I’m anxious af, but I’d quite like to go to Canada?

D - If I have a preference for boys or girls.Giiiiiirlsssss. I mean Jared Padalecki boys can be nice to look at but their penises do things way too often for my liking. (Is that an answer?? Girls.)

Y - 3 turns offs. (Non-sexual)

Not liking cats (see why I specified that this was non-sexual?)

Won’t watch Supernatural with me

Doesn't appreciate what a perfect sunflower Jared Padalecki is

... I have come to the realisation that I’m really bad at answering questions.

But send me more letters?

[followdelight]

would you be willing to writer hannahcas, anything fluffy? :D maybe trying to decide which pet bunny to adopt from the animal shelter au <33

PET BUN YES. Ask and ye shall receive. :)

When Hannah had first announced they should get a pet, Cas assumed she meant a cat or a dog–or maybe a guinea pig, he would be on board for a guinea pig–but then she suggested a bunny.  Hmm.  Cas tilted his head thinking about having a rabbit as a pet.  They were reasonably intelligent, could be kept in a cage but also would be okay to let roam around for a bit.  They probably wouldn’t ruin any furniture, and they’d get to skip the potty training phase of a puppy.  Slowly, he smiled and nodded, and Hannah beamed at him.  She had had a feeling he’d enjoy the idea of a bunny.

“Just one, though, right?” Cas enquired.  It was Hannah’s turn to tilt her head.

“Is there a bunny quota?” She asked, her forehead crinkling. Cas knew she was teasing.

“No, I just mean,” Cas cleared his throat. “Like the saying goes, ‘multiplying like rabbits’ so I just-”  Hannah laughed and it sounded so beautiful Cas couldn’t help but huff a laugh in return.

“I think they probably fix them before they send them home as pets, but we’ll just get the one for now,” Hannah said, smile still adorning her face, and she leaned up to kiss the corner of Cas’s mouth.

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This blanket has been on such a journey, let me tell you! (The names in white are from Asylum 13 and the names in cream are from Asylum 14.)

[More Asylum 14]

Some of my favourite anecdotes from Asylum 14 signing are under the cut :)

Misha was the first to sign and his immediate reaction was “I’m just gonna sign the... crotch... area.” It’s also important to note that all the time he was saying this he was stroking the aforementioned area.

Erica was supposed to be signing somewhere on Sam’s legs, but she turned the blanket over and said “I’m gonna sign his nipple!” (She was very excited about it.)

Jim Michaels laughed and said “Has [Jensen] seen this?!” The answer at the time was “Not yet, but he will.”

Travis is a fucking ridiculous flirt, and as I was walking away, he shouted “Enjoy it!” so I said “I will.” and then he honest to god said “I bet you will, you naughty little girl.” So... that happened.

I think I made Mark Sheppard angry, because he just wrote ‘NO’ and then scowled at me until I left... sorry Mark. D:

I almost missed getting Timothy’s autograph (for a second time, as he also signed it at Asylum 13), but I just caught him as he was leaving the autograph room, and Orlando Jones was with him. Me: “Will you draw the Mark of Cain?” Timothy: “I don’t know what it looks like!” Me: “I brought you a picture.” Orlando: “Someone came prepared.” So yeah Orlando Jones also just casually spoke to me CONVENTIONS ARE SO WEIRD.

I almost missed Jared and Jensen’s autographs, because we had to leave, but I did manage to get them both to sign it too. Jared said “Aw, Misha already got where I wanted to go!” Or, in other words, ‘Man I really wanted to sign my own crotch!’

But Jensen’s autograph was my favourite of the lot. It was my last autograph of the con, and I was kinda terrified because Jensen can get embarrassed by stuff like this and I didn’t want him to hate me (like Mark Sheppard whoops). When I got to the table the first thing I said was “I’m sorry.” and Jensen just stared at me and then the blanket for like 5 seconds and said “What is this.” (It was a statement, not a question.) And then after a little while of fumbling with it because the steward was confused where I wanted Jensen to sign, he signed it and the steward said “Oh I only just realised they don’t have any clothes on!”, so obviously Jensen’s reaction was “Show me.” So me and the person behind me in line held up the blanket so he could see it all, and he said “You know that’s not us, right?” and I replied “Yeah, but it’s close enough.” And he laughed SO HARD, like seriously I made Jensen do that laugh where he throws his head back and claps. And he was still laughing and said “It’ll do!” and then he BLEW ME A KISS. Thank you, Jensen Ackles, for being a good sport and making the end of my second con one of the most memorable moments of my life.

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This is my favourite photo of the lot, even though Misha doesn’t understand that if you put something behind something else you can’t see it.

Also I kinda shouted at Jensen cause he was stood in the wrong place looking v confused about everything that was happening... sorry Jensen!

But Jared crouched down next to me and he’s making the best face which makes up for everything that went wrong in this photo and I love it so much.

(Please don’t crop me out of any of my photo ops and then repost the actors, thank you)

[More Asylum 14]

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This photo was not taken far back enough because omg I am not that tall JARED PADALECKI IS CARRYING ME. And his face is perfect and hilarious and thanatosdean LOOK.

Me: “Are you allowed to pick me up?” Jared: “Yeah! Jump on up!”

(Please don’t crop me out of any of my photo ops and then repost the actor, thank you)

[More Asylum 14]

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Oh Timothy, how I adore you ♥

(Please don’t crop me out of any of my photo ops and then repost the actor, thank you)

[More Asylum 14]

[dandelionwhiskey]

maybe sastiel or wincestiel! NO sastiel hs!au sam and cas are dating and trying )terribly) to hide it from dean/michael/whoever but everyone knows theyre dating like literally everyone dean and michael are taking bets on which one of them's going to slip up firyt

“So,” Sam says, shoulder against the closed locker next to where Castiel is standing. He watches Cas unload his geometry book out of his backpack and lowers his voice. “Dean has practice after school.”

Castiel gives Sam a long look. “Okay,” he says slowly, pulling out his AP English textbook. “So?”

“So,” Sam says insistently. “I’ll have the house to myself. You could come by. Study.” He grins a little and Castiel feels his chest tighten. He did enjoy his alone time with Sam, but he can’t risk his brothers finding out. 

But the way Sam is smiling at him leaves him weak. “Okay,” he agrees with a quick nod. “But we have to be careful. If Michael finds out-”

“He won’t,” Sam assures him. “We’re so careful, Cas. You won’t even ride in my car.” He sounds a little bitter and Castiel can’t help but feel a little guilty by pushing Sam to keep this under wraps. 

“I know.” Castiel boldly reaches forward to press his thumb against the pulse point on Sam’s wrist. “But Michael hates your brother, he’d never let me see you if he knew.”

Sam gives him a small and sad smile, and Cas wonders if Sam can hear his heart breaking a little. He quickly threads his fingers through Sam’s, just long enough to squeeze, before starting to pull back. 

“A-ha!” Sounds loudly behind them, and Castiel immediately drops Sam’s hand as his heart jumps to his throat. He whirls around and sees Dean pointing a finger at them, eyes wild with something Castiel can’t read. 

Sam is already talking, holding his hands up defensively. “Dean, please, don’t say anything.” 

“Fuck that,” Dean grins as he claps a hand down on each of their shoulders. “You indiscreet motherfuckers just won me fifty bucks.”

Castiel zones out as Sam demands questions (”you bet on us?” “how long have you known?”), fear rising in his throat. If Dean knows, who else might know? He looks to Sam with wide eyes, and Sam stops midsentence and leans forward to take his hand.

“Cas,” he says, “we’ll be okay. Dean’s a jerk but he’s not cruel.”

“Hey,” Dean pouts.

“Who lost the bet, Dean?” Castiel asks softly, reveling in Sam’s soft eyes locked on his. He feels calmer already just having him nearby. 

“Oh, your dick brother, Michael,” Dean says distractedly. “You know what class he has? Gotta make him pay up.” 

Sam and Castiel stare at each other for a moment as every possible emotion floods through Cas’ mind. Finally he just ends up grinning, dropping his forehead to Sam’s shoulder. “Gym,” he laughs into Sam’s t-shirt. “He has gym.”

“Awesome,” Dean says, moving to take off. He pauses and looks back to them. “Congrats, or whatever. It’s cute.”

Sam shoves him off and fits two fingers under Castiel’s chin, tipping it up. “Still want to come over after school?”

Castiel smiles. “If you’ll give me a ride.”