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PHENOMENAL Jensen photo op story! A *must read* by anyone with self-image issues

As related to me via email by Jennifer, @Jennife14402688 on twitter

So, I guess I should start at the beginning…

I was super nervous and scared to go to the con in Houston. I’m 31 years old and I got married at 18 to a guy I started dating at 14 and started having kids at 20, so I’ve never actually gone out of town alone in my entire life before. I was a nervous wreck! So the first night in Houston, I took a pic with Kim Rhodes. I was freaking terrified. It took 3 shots to get it right—finally, she was like “don’t be nervous, I don’t bite that hard. you’re not breathing, just breathe”. So I did, and survived. Barely. lol. Needless to say, I was even more nervous for pics the rest of the weekend!! So Saturday I did a Misha/Mark combo which was nerve-wracking because I literally could not remember the events of the photo op after it was done because I was so overwhelmed. Six billion times hotter in person, I was a mess. The pic came out “eh”, not really awful but not good.

So Sunday morning was my Jensen photo op. I had finally made a couple of friends at the con on Saturday so I was loosening up a little bit, but when I got my first glimpse of Jensen I started shaking. Like, complete body trembling like a teenage girl as soon as the line progressed to the point where we could enter the photo op room. When I got halfway from the door to the photo area, my eyes were teary and it was talking all of my concentration and focus not to be the girl crying for her picture.

I’m overweight. I’ve had five kids in under 10 years and it shows. I don’t have a pretty smile and I don’t have pretty feminine features. I hate taking pictures in general and no picture I have ever taken has come out well. I have a very low self-esteem and have a history of depression, so I’m even harder on myself than most people. But even with that in mind, I know that I’m the ugliest girl in the room and I don’t want him to have this ‘why do I have to take a picture with this cow’ face on (not that I thought he would, but that’s just the expression I read on *everyone’s* face when I take a picture with someone) So when I get to Jensen, I lose all common sense and I blurt out the first thing that comes to my mind: “Please, just smile like I’m not fat and ugly.”

He says, “Don’t say that about yourself.” in this really firm and nice voice that made me get teary again. I kind of shrugged and said “Well, it’s the truth.” Because it is, and I know it. So he gives me a big hug for the pic, and I swear I could no longer feel the floor beneath me because I had lost all sense of the world during that moment.

So they snap the picture, and before I could walk away, he says, “hey”. I look at him and he put a hand on each side of my face and sort of cupped it, and said “You’re beautiful, don’t ever let anyone tell you any differently.” in this serious and incredibly kind and compassionate voice. I had no idea how to respond to that and I was about to cry and I was shaking again and all I could say was “Okay” and then walk away. Once I was out of the room, I cried. It was the single-handedly nicest thing anyone has ever said to me in my entire life. He didn’t have to say that, and he may have just been saying it to be nice because I know I’m not beautiful!, but it really touched my heart. I’m never going to forget that moment for the rest of my life. So, my lengthy Jensen story….he’s the most amazing and down-to-earth human being alive.

I need a whole episode like this now.

Cas tells Dean, with no hesitation, that even after Sam and everyone else Dean loves is gone he will still be there and look at that second pic - he actually has tears in his eyes.

You know what I find so interesting about Cas’ words to Dean?

Cas has thought about this… a lot. He has made a decision that he is never, I repeat, never going to leave Dean’s side. He has contemplated it, planned it, and firmly resolved that this man standing in front of him, covered in blood and reeking of Lucifer’s curse, is his future by his own choosing. It has been years since heaven gave him any orders regarding the Winchesters, but Castiel, on his own, decided that come what may, he will stay with Dean. And that might mean centuries of trying to stop him from killing his way through Cain’s bloodline, but Castiel is absolutely willing to do this. 

He could go live out his days in heaven, enjoying the eternal Tuesday afternoon of the kite flying man and leave Dean to this mess because the Mark of Cain has nothing to do with Cas. This is not his mess to clean up. But instead, Cas declares to Dean that he has thought about and made the decision that Dean is his mission for… well pretty much forever since at this point they are both immortal.

Jesus, how can anyone, at this point, deny that Cas is head over heels…crazy, madly, deeply… please let me stay with you forever… in love with Dean Winchester?

euclase:

There’s an abandoned field round these parts.  Maybe you’ve heard of it?  This drunk used to run a salvage yard outta there, some guy named Singer.  Never met the man myself, but my father says he went crazy after he killed his wife, rambling about ghosts and demons.  I don’t think anyone even cared when he died.  When I was fourteen, me and my friends decided to check the place out.  Folks around here say it’s haunted, but we didn’t buy into all that.  My dad had already been, says there was nothing to see, but we had to check it out.  We didn’t find any ghosts or monsters, or anything else really out of the ordinary.  Mostly, there were just scraps of metal, cars that never got repaired.  We were on our way out when we saw it.  This old, black car was parked in the middle of a field with Kansas plates, and a tree had shot up through the hood.  Now, my dad never said nothing about a tree growin up through no car, and a tree that size don’t just shoot up overnight.  We ran, told everyone, but no one believed us.  Said, that tree had probably been like that for years.  Finally, we talked to some old woman, claimed she used to be the sheriff around these parts.  She told me the day the car came to park there was the day three boys died and saved the world.  She said one of em was an angel and the other two were brothers and they stopped something called a Leviathan from ‘eating the world.’ Her words, not mine.  We thought she was insane, and we didn’t think much on it until a couple a years ago.  Now, my kids had been up there, my grandkids when they got old enough, and it was fine, none of em thinking anything was wrong with the place.  I was walking with my daughter’s baby girl, she couldn’ta been more than five at the time, and we passed the tree.  She tugged at my hand, said, “Gran,” and she’s smiling the biggest smile I ever saw.  I said, “What, baby girl?”  And she asks if I see them.  I shake my head.  She says, “Sam, Dean, and Cas.  They’re sleeping now, Gran.  They were so tired.”  Needless to say, I got us out of there pretty quick, but I’ll never forget what she said.  She draws them sometimes.  One’s really freakin’ tall with too long hair.  The other kinda reminds me of James Dean, and the last one.  She says he’s an angel, and I just wanna know what kinda angel parades around in a dirty trench coat.  She says they were heroes, and I think maybe that old sheriff I met when I was kid wasn’t so crazy after all.

I AM LITERALLY SOBBING

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Also can we please talk about the way Dean looks at Cas after Cas calls him on his “I’m fine” bullshit because I think before Dean revealed in 10x07 that he knows Cas is one of the people who loves him I might have looked at this differently, but now it’s like… he just knows. He knows he’s sitting across from someone who loves him and who knows him better than just about anyone. Someone who has seen him at his lowest lows and still tells him he’s a role model. Someone who is made of stars but speaks to him like he’s something precious. Something to be protected. He knows he can’t lie to Cas, because Cas can see right down to the very center of him. He knows that Cas has seen his soul and what truly lies beneath the surface, and while he may not think he is worthy of such adoration… he knows.

End? No, the journey doesn’t end here.

before, when i would read in fics about cas giving a nice, big smile, the image in my head always felt a little bit off; i was picturing misha smile, not cas. and while that is a beautiful picture in and of itself, it wasn’t cas. 

but now we’ve seen cas’ real smile, and it’s more beautiful than i could’ve imagined ;;;;;u;;;;;;;

so sincere, so heartfelt, so genuine and open and loving

even when he’s feeling so awful himself, he smiles at this little girl like he loves her with his whole heart—and he does.

even when he’s tired and sick, he’s found himself in how much he cares about everyone, how much he wants to do the right thing, how beautiful he still believes humanity to be. and the smile comes easily, naturally to him, in a way that speaks to just how far castiel has come as a character ;u;

pls excuse me while i cry over castiel ;;;A;;;

2/∞ sad moments of spn ↠ dean realizes he wants to live

AU: When Harry arrived at Neville’s Christmas party he did not expect to run into old Professor McGonagall.