I love the little defensive stance there at the end

Casual reminder that this is the firs time Misha Collins’s name appeared in a spn episode (as all the credits passed by, Misha’s name was the only one stuck in that precise moment when Jensen is panting and, taken out of context, has very sexual connotations.)

Coincidence? Maybe. I don’t know, but if not this was the most fucking unintentional foreshadowing ever.

Quoting Dean: “Accidents don’t happen accidentally".

Draw your own conclusion, I did draw mine: Cockles/Destiel were meant to be.  

Independently from everything… LOVE this ^^

If this one is an accident, what are then these two?

That’s why I love this fandom

Fallen Kingdom Press Tour | Day 2

Bryce Dallas Howard and Chris Pratt play True or False (x)

Chris Pratt and Jimmy Fallon play Box of Lies (x)

I'm Not In Love (Star-Lord Smut)

As requested by anon: All I want for Christmas is more StarLord Smut! Maybe you almost get hurt and Peter gets mad then admits he was scared?

Influenced by: “I’m Not In Love” by 10cc

Warning: poorly written smut lies ahead. 

It had been almost a week since Peter had spoken to you. At first you understood. After all, you’d completely gone against his instructions. You wandered away from him on a rather sketchy planet after he’d warned you countless times to stick by his side, resulting in some unidentifiable creature slamming you against a wall and sinking its teeth into your arm as you lost consciousness. Luckily he’d gotten to you before it was too late, leaving you with only a few shallow puncture wounds and the wrath of Star-Lord.

And so because you were not dumb, and because you truly felt bad, you let Peter give you the cold shoulder. It went against everything in your nature, as you tended to be the type of person who went straight to wailing and groveling whenever you fucked up, but it was a small ship and a long journey to your next destination. There would be plenty of time for blubbering apologies. Or at least you thought.

Peter had grown irritated with everyone on the Milano at least once, and while he’d spit out a few snotty remarks, he was never one to truly yell. Instead, he would lock himself in the cockpit and then emerge a few hours later as if nothing ever happened. For those reasons and the fact that it’d been a whole week, you were beginning to rethink your “just leave him alone” approach, and on the eighth night of being ignored you found yourself knocking on the door to the cockpit after everyone was asleep.

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You And Your Sweet Desire (Peter Quill x Reader)

This has been sitting in my drafts since last May. The time has come to unleash it upon the world. 

THIS HAS ABSOLUTELY NO TIES TO INFINITY WAR AND IS SPOILER FREE

“Would you stand still? You’re still covered in alien gunk.”

“It’s almost all off!”

“Almost, being the key word,” you stood on your tip toes as you tried to work your fingers through his hair. He was right. It was nearly gone, but the shampoo was still tinted green, and until the lather was white like it was supposed to be, you wouldn’t be satisfied. “Patience.”

“When have you ever known me to be patient?” He leaned down, half to help you better reach, and half to latch his lips onto your neck. You took a moment to focus your breathing. Peter Quill had a habit of knocking on your door at all hours of the night, often in various states of dishevelment, and you were used to cleaning him up. Sometimes he was cooperative, standing still and asking if maybe he could have a bottle of your body wash; it was hard to find the Cucumber-Melon kind in space. Other times, he was like this. Hungry. Eager. Hard as a rock—a crude way to describe things, maybe, but an accurate one.

You’d met at work. You were the cashier at a used electronics store. He was the very handsome, very confused looking man who hovered around the CD section for twenty minutes before you finally came to help him. Somehow the exchange ended in the storage room out back where he fucked you until you couldn’t walk.

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Wrong Number: Eight

Pairing: Chris Pratt x reader

Summary: You accidentally get a text message from someone that reminds you a lot of that guy from Parks and Rec.

Warnings for the series: Slight angst, language, fluff, embarrassed reader, smut. Warnings might change.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven |

FOR THE SAKE OF THIS FIC, CHRIS PRATT IS SINGLE

It was your fourth day in Hawaii, and the two of you decided to hang out at the beach, soak up some rays, play in the surf, wander around the town, buying trinkets and souvenirs; you know, typical tourist activities. By the time you set foot in the hotel room, you were exhausted.

You fell onto the bed, saying, “I’m just going to rest,” and before you knew it, Chris was rousing you.

“What time is it?” you mumbled, rubbing at your eyes with the heels of your hands.

“Nearly eight,” Chris answered warmly. “I thought you should eat something.”

You hummed in appreciation as he helped you stand. “God, I love you.” The words were out of your mouth before you could even think about engaging the filter onto your brain, the one that kept all the stupid thoughts inside your brain.

Chris’ brow arched as he looked at you. “What, now?”

“I uh,” you swallowed around the knot in your throat as your neck and face flushed. “I meant to, uh… not say that.” Your eyes fell shut, squeezing tight at the realization of just how stupid you sounded. You wanted to disappear from the face of the planet. You fully expected for him to back away, to tell you that you needed to gather your things and leave, to tell you that he never wanted to see you again. But neither of those things happened.

Chris’ hands were on your face and he was kissing you gingerly, his dry lips catching on the swell of your bottom lip, his nose bumping yours. “I love you, too,” he rasped, his crystal eyes darting back and forth between your now wide ones.

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Talk Dirty To Me Part I (Owen Grady x Reader) NSFW

As requested by anon: pretty please write an Owen imagine where the reader is a new trainer and is staying at the bungalow with Owen. (possibly with lots of dirty talk) rest is up to you.

Warning: Dominant Owen smut lies ahead

Part two is here.

You’d fallen asleep to the sound of gentle ocean waves, and you awoke to clanking metal. It startled you, as you hadn’t realized you’d fallen asleep to begin with, but then again, everything startled you these days.

A few weeks ago, you’d been helicoptered onto the Jurassic World island for a job you knew nothing about, save for the fact that they were offering to pay you triple what you were making at the time. You soon found out that your work training dogs at the police academy in your home town had grabbed their attention, and that they wanted you to do “exactly what you’ve been doing, only a little different”, as Claire had put it so eloquently. The whole thing was very vague and borderline sketchy, and it took almost twenty minutes for you to finally figure out what the hell they wanted from you.

Raptors. They wanted you to train raptors.

You almost left right then. You knew damn well what happened two decades ago at the original Jurassic Park, and you sure as hell weren’t going anywhere near those things. Besides, what the fuck did you know about dinosaurs? This wasn’t a job for a dog trainer, this was a job for a…a scientist…or something. But then, right as you were about to say no, he walked in the room.

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need you now

Supernatural X (female)reader

Summary: Alpha needs you *wink wink*

Warnings: SMUT PEEPS some swearing and some more smut hehe, dirty talking, light rough sex

Sam:

Ever since Sam found you, you have always been his no one else he claimed you and he was very protective. He would always have some part of his body touching yours when you were in public glaring at every alpha who breathed in your direction it was cute and funny but in times like this it was embarrassing. You and Sam were sitting at a table with Dean drinking a beer down whole trying to find some beta to fuck Sam keep a firm grip on your thigh he was tenser then usually.

“Are you ok?” You whispered his eyes snapped to yours they were darkened and full of lust you saw him squirming slightly in his chair as he growled quietly.

“Sam you ok buddy?” Dean asked Sam only nodded not answering your smell was to much for him he needed to mate again soon but it was coming on to fast for him. Sam’s hand slid a little higher causing your body to go stiff as his hand rested inches away from your sex. You gulped looking at the alpha who had a hard jaw and stern face. He was going to snap soon if you didn’t get him out of here.

“Were gonna go Dean meet you tomorrow ok?” You asked he nodded as you got up dragging the alpha moose with you. You made it to the car before his hands were all over you.

“Sam wait Sam” You said pushing him off he whined sitting back in the seat as you drove off to another hotel. You ordered a room quickly dragging Sam inside you barley closed the door before he pushed you against the wall lifting you up you yelped in surprise wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Sam” You gasped as he tore your clothes off putting you onto the bed as he shredded his clothes. He climbed on top of you his cock pressing into your stomach. You groaned quietly as he claimed your lips in a hungry kiss. It was happening so fast to fast from what he normally was like he growled leaving marks on your chest and stomach.

“Didn’t like the way that guy was looking at you” He growled you frowned you weren’t even paying attention.

“Your mine” He growled you nodded gasping when a large finger slid inside you, you gripped his shoulders as he pumped his finger in and out making small noises come out of your mouth.

“Sammy” You groaned he shushed you with a kiss sliding in a second finger. He growled taking his fingers out sliding into you slowly. You gasped loudly as Sam covered your mouth.

“Your mine” He growled again.

“Only yours” You gasped out as he began to set a pace. You scratched down his back probably leaving marks as he sucked harshly on your neck. You were panting under him as he rammed into you at inhuman speed.

“Sam” You groaned out feeling your stomach pool with heat.

“You going to cum?” He asked in a husky voice you nodded whimpering.

“Cum for me little one” He whispered in your ear as you came undone your world going fuzzy. He groaned finishing himself off. He collapsed on top of you his body covered in a layer of sweat. You breathed heavily running your hands gently up and down his back. He panted quietly his head in the crook of your neck.

“Mine” He mumbled you smiled nodding giving him a gently kiss.

“Yours” You whispered before drifting off into sleep.

Dean:

You met Dean when you were younger your family were hunters too he would always keep you safe even as little kids keeping you close to him your family and his were close your father Bobby made sure you were always safe and only trusted you with them. Ever since you found out he was your alpha he always had you by his side no matter what he always made sure you were near or in his eye sight. He was very possessive but also laid back with you he was one or the other there was no in between. Sitting in the bunker you sighed sitting on the couch researching about a case. You rubbed your eyes when your heard footsteps.

“What are you doing still awake?” You heard Deans voice you turned over to him as he stretched his shirt lifting up.

“Couldn’t sleep” You said putting the book down. He leant over the back of the couch his mouth close to your ear making you shiver.

“I could help you sleep” He growled nipping your ear gently you let out a small moan but got up shaking your head.

“I’m fine you go back to bed” You said blushing. He gripped your hand pulling you to his chest a stern look on his face.

“Did you just turn your alpha down?” He asked his voice deepening.

“No sir” You whispered he nodded.

“I hope not otherwise I might have to punish you” he whispered into your ear sending a shiver down your spine. He nipped along your neck causing a gasp to escape your mouth. He growled quietly feeling your body shake under your touch.

“I’m going to take you right now” He whispered dirtily in your ear you felt your stomach clench in excitement as he gripped your hip tightly leading you to the bedroom. He pushed you against the wall luckily no one was in or else they would have heard that. You gasped at the sudden lips that were on your neck attacking and claiming. You gripped Deans hair as he devoured your neck stripping you of your clothes. You growled back getting rid of his clothing as well making him smirk at your eagerness. He didn’t prepare you just slammed right in making you groan loudly as he groaned into your neck your back pressed hardly against the door. He began to move no warning as he slammed into your sweet spot each time you moaned as you felt your stomach pool with heat you weren’t going to last.

“D-dean” You moaned out as he grunted nipping along your neck.

“Go on baby” He growled, and you came undone in his touch groaning his name. He followed soon after groaning out your name onto your neck. You both breathed heavily coming down from your highs.

“Tired now?” He asked you nodded yawning as he lifted you up bringing you into the bed laying you down as he laid by your side as he brought you to his chest and sleep consumed you.

Castiel:

Castiel actually met you at a very bad time he popped up into your room thinking it was one of the boys and blushed madly when he saw you on the bed whimpered in heat. You yelped at first, but his scent was to intoxicating you groaned.

“Get. Out” You said your voice only a whisper he nodded disappearing leaving you alone.

He sat outside your door your scent was to much for him as he heard your pants he felt his vessel react he growled getting away from you.

The next time you met you were back to normal you couldn’t help but blush when you saw him he was way more handsome then you thought. Dean and Sam questioned you being your brothers wondering why you were acting strange. You ran off into your room it was him your true alpha had finally decided to show up and he was an angel at that great. Castiel had trouble understanding humans but he knew one thing you were his and his only he would make you his. You didn’t go into heat for another 4 months you got to know Castiel more he rebelled against god for being here you wondered why he did it honestly but never asked. When your heat hit it was the middle of the night you woke up in sweat and slick you groaned turning over into a ball when you heard the familiar whoosh of wings. You opened your eyes seeing the angels eyes darking his alpha scent filling your nose.

“Cas” You groaned seeing him stalking closer as he crawled up the bed making you turn on your back his eyes staring into yours. You groaned at his body being so close as he dipped his head down to inhale your scent. His lips ghosted over your neck as he finally kissed lightly making a small whine come out of your throat making you blush.

“Do you want your alpha?” He whispered dirtily in your ear. You nodded whining he smirked clicking his fingers and you were both naked you groaned. He kissed along your jaw nearing your lips before capturing your lips in an intense kiss. His hands ran up and down your body as yours gripped onto his back as his hand slid in between his thighs. You gasped as a finger slid inside of you suddenly he shushed you with a sweet kiss. You moaned into his mouth the feeling so new so exciting. You felt his cock press against your thigh as you rubbed your thigh against it making him growl pressing your hands to the bed holding your wrists together with one hand. He slid a second finger in making you squirm wanting to touch him.

“Patients” He whispered as you whined.

He removed his fingers lining himself up sliding in you gasped groaning his name. He groaned lowly in your ear nipping your lobe. You whined wiggling your hands wanting to touch.

“No” He growled you whimpered as he slid out slowly then back in making you moan. He set a pace as you moaned his name over and over soon you were panting no words coming out of your mouth as he groaned into your ear. You felt your stomach clench as he growled.

“Cas” You groaned he growled going faster hitting your sweet spot as you came undone with a loud cry of his name. He growled biting down on your neck claiming you. He followed you through your orgasm moaning your name as you both came down from your high. He rested on top of you your body’s covered in a layer of sweat. You panted heavily as his hands let go of yours you finally moved your hands back onto his back making random patterns on his back.

“My omega” He whispered making you shiver.

“My alpha” You said before darkness claimed you.  

Bored and Bothered

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Prompt/request:

A/N: PASS ME THE HOLY WATER PLEASE. ALSO DIDN’T EDIT BECAUSE LAPPY BEING A BITCH.

Warning(s): SMUT, DADDY KINK, BLOW JOB, DIRTY TALK, SWEARING, FLUFFY SMUT

Word count: 1596

PLEASE LEAVE FEEDBACK!!

‘so you kids do the research, I’ll go question the hot widow.’ dean slung the duffle bag over his shoulder as he looked at you and sam.

'First of all, ew.’ you uncrossed your arms from over your chest. 'second of all, why do we have to do the boring work?’

'yeah.’ sam protested. He couldn’t do anymore research, though he was considered the calm one, every hunter had his needs. Also, he wouldn’t like to be alone with you out of all people, he’d been harbouring a crush on you for quite a while now. A big one that too. Okay, it was a totally high school girl type one but it was not the topic.

’ 'cause I’m older.’ he said to sam. 'and you’re here to help, research means help.’ he looked at you two. 'that it. Meet me at the dinner.’ he turned away and strided away before you could say anything else.

Both of you stared at the closed motel door and blinked.

'guess it’s me and you then, huh?’ you looked at sam. he gave you a small smile and nodded,he knew it was going to be awkward. 'alright sugar, get workin’.’ you winked at him and he felt his stomach flood with butterflies.

'yeah-yeah, sure, um I’ll get the books you get the laptop.’ he turned to his bed. He sat cross-legged and pulled a big book in his lap. You on the other hand were hanging upside down from your bed while scrolling through your phone. 'dean will get angry, (y/n).’ he said in a monotonous tone.

'I’m doing research, alright.’ you furrowed your brows.

'really?’ he perked up. You suppressed a smile. The proximity of your beds nit being much, he snatched it from your hands.

'hey!’ you sat up.

'i don’t know about you, (y/n),’ his brows raised. 'but i don’t think Chris Hemsworth will help us in the hunt.’ he grinned. You took your phone back and rested your back against the headboard.

'he may not help us on the hunt, but hell,’ you laid down with a purr. 'he can help me anytime.’ you winked at him. He chuckled looked away quickly.

You wondered why he didn’t talk much with you. Maybe… Well, you had nothing. You sighed at the ceiling and sunk in your pillow with a moan.

Sam gulped, this was too much. He cleared his throat and tried very hard to concentrate on his work. He reached for the drawer as he found something interesting.

What rolled out was also rather interesting. A bunch of condoms and little liqour bottles. Sam was rolling his eyes when he got an idea.

'liqour helps.’ he mumbled to himself. He checked on you, you were listening to music and scrolling through your phone.

'now or never,’ he thought before kissing the mouth of the bottle. The liquid rolled down smoothly. It burned but it felt good. A bit later and he had the buzz and the nerve.

'let me put on a show for you, daddy… 'you were singing along. 'let me-’ sam suddenly jumped on your bed.

'ooh, I’d love that.’ he grinned boyishly. You smiled and furrowed your brows.

'what did i do to earn the honour?’ yoh asked getting the earbuds out of your ears. He shrugged. He was smiling a lot and looked carefree.

'well,’ he sat up and you smelled the liquour. 'i wanted to say that i am just no less than Chris Hemsworth shirtless.’ he pointed. You chuckled and rolled your eyes before grabbing him by the arm.

'alright, lemme guess.’ you moved close to his face and took a whiff. 'mm, Johnny walker, uh, Jack Daniels….rum… God it’s a lot! You had party all by yourself!’ you slapped his shoulder.

'can you do that again?’ he asked dreamily. You said a 'what?’. 'be that close to me again. I like how you smell, it’s incredible. Like vanilla or something.. I don’t know I’m-’

'you’re drunk.’ you kept a hand on his chest and pushed him away. 'i know where this goes, sam.’ you shook your head at him.

'no, no, no, no, no.’ he chanted. 'not going how i planned in my head.’ he kept both his fingers on his head. He looked so adorable you couldn’t help but smile. 'see, i,’ he pointed at himselef, like he couldn’t put enough emphasis on what he was saying. 'like you since like forever.’ he waved his hand in the air. 'i really like your hair and how soft it is and how it changes colour under the sun. And your eyes and how you love to sing all the time. When-when, when you put your hair through my hair i just melt and im sor-’

You kissed him to shut him up. Hard and deep. The drunk idiot deserved it. He earned the dumb kiss.

'kiss me you big, dumb, moose!’ you exclaimed when he didn’t kiss you back. He was way too surprised to.

'i really liked that.’ he mumbled before kissing you. Things got heated up pretty fast and you two were making out like drawing breath from each other.

'hey, it’s boring here what if-’ you panted and he pulled away and quickly took of his shirt. He stood their out of breath and you laid on the bed, ruffled and in awe. 'you weren’t wrong.’ was all you could get out.

'told ya.’ he shrugged before crawling on top of you. You giggled as he placed pepper kisses on you and left.

'well, im not perfect, but,’ you popped a bit too many buttons. His eyes widen with lust. He tore the flannel open.

'you’re fucking gorgeous,’ he ran a tongue from your breast to your neck and kissed you. You giggled as he grinned.

You bit your lips and put your arms around his neck. 'undress me, daddy.’ you whispered.

He smirked at his new name and obeyed your request. You groaned at first thrust, he was a big boy.

The room soon filled with moans and dirty talk.

'you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.’ he moved his hips quicker. Your legs were around his waist as he kept moving. You pleaded for him to move faster. 'mhm, say my name.’

You did, you chanted his name like a prayer. He kissed and sucked at your collar, you knew the hickeys they’d become but you didn’t care at the moment.

You grabbed on the pillow as you felt your orgasm slipping.

'you close, baby?’ he whispered in your ear and you nodded between the little moans and gasps. He was loving the pretty sounds you made for him.

With a quick motion you were on top of him. He grabbed your waist with his large hands and made you ride him faster. You moved his hands to your breasts.

You moaned his name out loud when you were satisfied. His hand landed on your ass with a slap, his little chuckle only a contribution.

The phone that had been ringing for a while rang again.

'ugh, dean,’ before sam could grab the phone, You slid down to near his feet. You leaned in sitting on your knees.

'don’t you want a return gift first?’ you asked placing your hands on his thighs. He slowly retrieved his hand. Whatever dean had to say could wait. You ran your hand on his length, then traced your tongue on it.

He threw his head back as you started to blow him.

——–x———

Dean grumbled as he ate while cas watched people outside the diner.

'an hour and a half!’ he said with a mouthful. 'i waited that freakin’ long!’ he pointed and cas nodded like an understanding grandma.

'they must’ve had their phones or silent or something.’ cas suggested.

'or maybe that dumbass is drooling after (y/n) again.’ dean snapped. Cas was about to say something before he saw you two hurry in.

'there they are!’ cas waved at you two. Dean wiped his mouth and swallowed hard. He was ready to give sam an earful.

'I’m sorry I’m late!’ you slid in the booth before sam. Sam couldn’t hide the “i just conquered the world” smile. A sly smirk was plastered on his face. 'i was doing stuff.’

Before dean could say anything cas shook his head in a 'no.’ at him. Starving, dean too thought it was better to concentrate on the burger.

'I’m stuff.’ sam mumbled before drinking water. Everyone on the table had varying expressions.

Dean choked on his burger, you rubbed the back of your neck and looked away, cas squinted his eyes in confusion.

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Quickies with Hippies

Summary: What better way to celebrate the end of the world than to bang an angel every now and then?

Square Filled: Fallen Cas

Pairing: Endverse!Cas x Reader

Warnings: really brief mention of drug and alcohol abuse, massages, barebacking, a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it quickie, unsuspecting voyeur!dean

Word Count: 1626

A/N: im combining my kink bingo square with y - yearning from the abc’s of sex (even though theres a criminal lack of yearning). if you haven’t read any of them basically they’re a bunch of completely unrelated oneshots and stuff so you don’t need to read any of them to read this. also, if you couldnt already tell, i had no idea what to name this so enjoy the working title i used when i was talking about this with my friend.

Created for @spnkinkbingo

Kink Bingo Masterlist ↔︎ Normal Masterlist ↔︎ ABC’s of Sex Masterlist

There was no sneaking around anymore. 

Before everything had gone to shit, you and Castiel had had something going on. There was an undeniable spark between you both, even if neither of you were brave enough to pursue it. It had seemed completely irrational at the time, how would an emotionally constipated hunter and a renegade angel ever work out?

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That one is too small.

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Shh (NSFW) (Drabble)

Summary: Castiel drops in your room by surprise.  Pairing: Castiel x Winchester!Reader Word Counting: 600 and something words Warnings: Fingering, oral sex, smut, cussing, Drabble

This is part of the “Do it like Team Free Will” Challenge

Gif prompt is under the line.

“Cas.” You whispered.

The angel looked down at you, his eyes drinking from your figure with a dark tone you’ve never seen before.

It was all an accident. Ever after years, Castiel was still one to pop in and out of places without warning and you knew it would start an embarrassing situation soon. Of course, it had to be with you out of all Winchesters.

You were lied on your bed, panties and t-shirt being the only pieces of fabric covering your body, and ready to take matters in hands. You were on the edge of arousal for hours, daydreaming about Castiel in the library of the bunker while researching for a case with your brothers and the said angel.

What you never imagined was that he would undress his coat and lay by your side the moment he saw you.

“Cas?”

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Jensen Ackles is an A$$

Now hold on a sec - before you go throwing hate at me, just let me explain my reasoning here.

I wake up this morning and like the devoted fan that I am, I open Twitter to find out what went down at SNS in Nashville last night.   And because we have an amazing fandom we already have beautiful pictures and videos uploaded! (Most within moments of it happening!) 

So….I’m scrolling through my Twitter feed and within seconds I’m made aware of the fact that Jensen sang “Wrecking Ball” by Eric Church last night.  WRECKING BALL!!!   A song that is basically about having hot sex so loud and rough and raw that the house feels it?!

So that is why I came to the conclusion that Jensen. Ackles. Is. An. A$$!

Case in point - let’s look at how this smug bastard showed up to the concert last night.

Credit:  FangasmSPN

That shirt, the chain, and the hat.  Now, let’s talk about the hat for a second.  @babypieandwhiskey and I had a discussion this morning about said hat.  I’m not totally in love with the choice, but I get it.  Jensen knew - he fucking knew - if he’d worn a Stetson to the show, it would have caused some fatalities in the audience.  Not a doubt in my mind we would have lost some family members.  So he went with this hat instead.  And because he’s, well him, he still looking fine as hell. 

Credit: FangasmSPN

And then the way he sang the song? He had a look on his face whenever he was saying certain lyrics, that screamed to me he knew EXACTLY what he was doing to his fans.  

“Been too many nights since its felt us make love.”  

“Love you baby, like a wrecking ball.”

“Damn you really turn me on, painting your toenails pink.”

“I’m gonna rock you baby, like a wrecking ball.” 

“Crash right through the front door, back you up against the wall.”

“Love you baby take it right there baby rock you baby, like a wrecking ball. “

Credit: FangasmSPN

Credit: FangasmSPN

He knew exactly what he was doing singing those words!  And you know what else? I’m now convinced more than ever that Jensen is VERY AWARE of the fan fics out there!  This song to me is 100% Dean Winchester.    And I know that I’ve read fics that were inspired by this exact damn song!!

So there it is darlings - this is why I’m screaming that Jensen Ackles is an A$$!

This beautiful, sexy mother fucker made the conscious decision to sing this particular song, in Nashville, dressed the way he was, with every intention of killing us slowly.   

OH!  And if you haven’t seen the video, let me give you the link courtesy of  Crowlys Hellhound on YouTube.   

Now to try and function for the rest of the day.   XOXOXOX

I think a little coercion may be necessary. | for @preciousmish