I dragged you out of hell, I can throw you back in
18. Female. Forever Alone. Movies. Video Games. Legend of Zelda. Cats. Supernatural. Doctor Who. The Vampire Diaries. The Avengers. Captain America. Lord of the Rings. Music. Acting. Food. Tattoos. Piercings. Books.
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Photo reblogged from I moustache you to call me god.
Wait a second. I’ve seen this gif plenty of times before, but I just realised that the picture on the back wall is pole dancing loki holy shit.
oh god oh holy god oh my god REMY.
/flails
WOAH.
(Source: hulkling)
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Photo reblogged from Basement Cat is watching you!
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Photoset reblogged from I'd rather have you, cursed or not.
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Photo reblogged from Just for this moment
Misha shoving Richards charity shirt down his pants to raise more money. Oh to hear the conversation when Richard went to go grab Misha to do this.
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Video reblogged from stand-alone sequel
Misha Collins answers a fan’s question on
what it was like working on the set of Nip/Tuckhis natural flexibility. (“All Hell Breaks Loose 3”, Melbourne)(Source: youtu.be)
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Photo reblogged from The Wincest Gospels
Just so you know I didn’t ask for this. I’m going to make this succinct and in conversation form.
*I walk towards Misha*
Misha: “I love when people bring props!”
Me: “I thought we could play Human Twister? *I stick the red dot on his shoulder* I’ll just put this here *I put the yellow dot on my stomach* … so you don’t feel uncomfortable.”
Misha: *looks at yellow dot* “Hmm, do I have any other choice?”
Me: “Wherever you want, really.”
Misha rips the yellow dot from my stomach and slaps it on my chest. He just looked at me approvingly and we took the photo. I thanked him, we shook hands and left.
4 Hours Later.
I picked up the photo (to many a praise I must say). Went to get Misha to sign it. His assistant slid the photo over to him. Before he even saw the photo he looks up at me and grins massively.
Misha: “Oh HEY!” *massive wide eyes*
Me: “Hey thanks for being a good sport about that!”
Misha: “No, thank you for letting me cup you!” *looks down at the photo* “It turned out great didn’t it?”
He signs it.
Me: “Oh thanks for writing that, I won’t be forgetting it.”
Misha: “It was my pleasure.”
Then he winked at me and I went on my way.
And there ended one of the most unforgettable days of my life.
^That is how I daydream my photo op with Misha will go.
This is how it will actually go:
