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anonymous asked:

I "think" I sent you a question but I'm getting where I 'have' a question and "think" I sent it when I didn't so sorry if this is a repeat. If you were in charge of the scratch-n-sniff Sam scent for tumblr how would describe it for the makers of the smell? I'm asking you since you got to meet him. :-) Also, did you get to smell his hair. I know...I'm a weirdo. So sue me. :)

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I want him to meet his maker, I used to be a lover, now I’m a hater.
My passion to succeed is watching him bleed.
Oh Lord, what have become of me?
The evil within has never been greater.
My soul has been seized and he’s the dictator.
I’ve been dragged through the mud, I can still taste the blood.
Oh Lord, what have become of me?

So I got to meet Tyler again tonight after the show. He was such a sweetheart for coming out and taking pictures with everyone! When I went up to him I told him that I printed out all of the FPE papers and passed them out to everyone and he said that he really appreciated it and loved seeing them held up during Goner. So I asked him if he could hold the last sign up in the picture and he said that we should hold it together. The show tonight was INCREDIBLE and I’m so happy right now, I can’t even describe how much I love this band. Happy birthday Tyler |-/ @twentyonepilots @fpeproject

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Happy 10th Anniversary to Katamari Damacy!

Katamari has always been really dear and close to my heart, and it’s an amazing franchise that is totally worth checking out. If you haven’t played Katamari, please consider doing so!!

Congratulations, Takahashi-san! Everyone is very proud of you.

anonymous asked:

So I'm new to Supernatural and the Winchesters, I'm on season 4 and we've just met Castiel. does he get nicer, or do we just always love him because he's a bit mean to the brothers?

Hi there! first of all, let me just tell you, enjoy the show while it’s still good.

As for Cas, I may be a little (extremely) biased, but there are so many different reasons to love him. He may appear “mean” to you if you’re still at the beginning of s4 but trust me, from my point of view, mean wouldn’t even be close to the list of adjectives I’d use to describe Castiel. So yeah, you could say he does get nicer. I’ll take the liberty to briefly sum it up without spoiling stuff for you:

we love Cas because he’s badass

because he’s dorky

because he’s grumpy

because he’s squinty

(and sometimes he does this cute little head tilt)

because he’s awkward

because he’s caring

because he’s sassy

because he’s earnest

because he’s always willing to help

because he’s got cool powers

because he’s so damn adorable

(but also hot)

because he’s got the bluest eyes

and those amazing wings

because he makes us smile

because he breaks our hearts

because this show wouldn’t be what it is without him

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Jacksepticeye and Community. :)

Okay but the reason I made this post is because I want to make something perfectly clear about Jack. He 100% means truly what he says about us or the community. I’ve never really doubted this about him though and not to make this post about me but when I met Jack at Pax East that kind of cemented that for me. While I was waiting to meet him in the line for the signing for 4 and ½ hours he was only person I could see meeting people because I was right next to the barrier and the closer I got to the front of the line the more I could see him meeting people and I got to see a side of him that you could only see in person. Every single person that I saw that went up to him you could tell just from his body language alone that he genuinely cared and appreciated every single individual person I watched him meet. Seeing that it showed me how much all of this and all of us mean truly mean to him. I don’t have any doubts anymore about how much honest appreciation and love that Jack has for us and this community. :) 

I just wanted to share that with you all because this part of this video made me think about that.

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girl meets world au - vloggers (part 4/?)

riley, lucas, maya, & farkle are lgbt vloggers in a squad called “the core four” (the snapchat one)

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24/10/15 I met my inspiration in life. Since pretty much the start of his YouTube career, I have watched and supported his stupidly hilarious videos. People may not understand how much he means to me but he has helped me through so much shit in the past 4 years. To people who don’t watch him or haven’t seen his videos, they may think he is just some person online who plays games everyday. To all of his bros, he is more than that. He is the main reason I’m so happy all the time, and yesterday I got the chance to meet him. Thank you so fucking much Felix, you mean so much to me and all the bros💙

So I only swiped this guy because he had a really dank photo of him photoshopped with Emma Stone, but we noticed that we weren’t that far away from each other and got to talking.
I wouldn’t meet him cause like that’s how you get shanked man but we talked for almost a couple months when one day my mom crashed her car in a ditch down the street from my house. The next day, the guy sent me a picture of her car saying “look what’s crashed right in front of my house???”
He lived just a short walk from me. We ended up going on a walk, dating for five months.
Now we’re bros who get late night waffles 

Healing My Cancer Like Castiel: how Misha Collins touched my forehead and my heart

I had a heartwarming experience with Misha at a con recently, so I thought while my memory was fresh I would jot it all down. I rarely ever post on Tumblr, but I thought you might enjoy a firsthand account of what an angel Misha really is.

Dallas 2015 was my first con, and my daughter and I were attending to celebrate: it was her 13th birthday, and I’m in the process of kicking cancer’s ass. I’m still in treatment, but I think every day that I wake up and function constitutes kicking its ass, right? So I decided to treat myself to a Misha Meet & Greet.

I got to “meet” Misha before I met him: we had several solo photo ops before the M&G. He laughed when my daughter handed him a little toy to wear as a “wormstache”; he didn’t even flinch when I gave him a poster with my gishwhes team’s logo and asked him if he’d lick it; and when I posed alone with him, I immediately apologized for “asking you to lick my stuff.” Our photo is consequently him biting back a laugh and me cracking up. It was a blast.

Before the M&G began I approached the Creation staff member who was taking our tickets. I let her know that I have cancer, and that because of recent surgery I can’t walk terribly far. I know Misha likes to take his guests out and about, and I was concerned about holding up the group. I really didn’t want Misha to know that I’m sick.

Apparently the employee told him, so when he came into the room (there was a collective gasp – the man really is beautiful) he said he was hoping to take us outside to a nearby field so we could go cow-tipping. (He was kidding, of course.) He turned to me and asked me how far I thought I could walk, or if I wanted to try. I think he must have sensed my embarrassment, because he immediately said, “Actually, let me rephrase: how do you feel about piggy-back rides?” =D I laughed, buried my face in my hands and shook my head. He noted that Creation really should make golf carts available to us for just such occasions, and he was quite serious about that. He said, “I’ll go wherever you want to go.” I couldn’t speak, so the other ladies in the group were kind enough to bail me out and say that it was hot outside so we may as well stay where we were and enjoy the air conditioning. Misha pulled up the blinds on the floor-to-ceiling windows to see what the weather looked like, and there happened to be two fans sitting at a picnic table right next to the window. Their faces were comically surprised – their mouths were literally giant Os when they saw him – and we howled laughing. Misha grinned and gave a hugely exaggerated roll of his eyes. 

We laughed a lot during the next hour or so. He joked about how he kind of forgot what was going on with Cas at the end of Season 10, so he was really hoping that he pulled off his performance in the first few episodes of 11. We talked a bit about guest directors and why he wasn’t inclined to direct this season (he is trying to take things off his plate). Somehow we talked about how people often refer to him as “the short one,” and he insisted that Jensen is barely an inch or two taller than he is. He pointed out that wardrobe always puts Jensen in boots that are basically “high heels,” and Cas gets stuck wearing “pretty much slippers” so their height difference is exaggerated on the show. That struck us all as hilarious. Also, he’s never been cow-tipping, in case you were wondering, but he did throw rocks at wild chickens in Hawaii once until he realized he might really hurt a chicken if he hit one, and he didn’t want to do that. XD We spent a lot of time talking about gishwhes, and how somehow it only recently just occurred to him that HE would like to participate, too, but he still hasn’t thought of a way to do that. We suggested he create a team with 14 pseudonyms so he could gish by himself, win, and then go on the trip alone. Hahaha! 

I told Misha my team got the CNN story about gishwhes on the air, and he was thrilled. We talked about how many meteorologists didn’t want to dress up for that challenge, and I laughed at his surprise – really, Misha, you can’t imagine why professional television personalities don’t want to be superheroes in drag? LOL But I told him I did that challenge myself (I’m the faculty advisor for a collegiate broadcast newscast), and I dressed up as “BatBoobs.” He wanted to see pictures of that, so I vowed to bring one to the autograph session.

At the end of the M&G each of us got to pose next to Misha for a group photo taken with our own phone. While the Creation employee struggled to unlock my phone, I leaned in to Misha and whispered an apology for keeping the group indoors. He squeezed my shoulders a bit and whispered back that he was proud of me. I’m not sure what he was proud of, but the moment touched my heart anyway. I left the room crying happy tears.

When my daughter and I went for autographs Misha recognized us immediately. I brought a collage of pictures from my team’s gish entries for him to sign. I pointed out “BatBoobs,” and he laughed so hard he put his head down on the table. He studied the rest of the pictures for a while, so I took the opportunity to thank him again for his kindness earlier. He knew exactly what I meant; he reached out and held my hand and asked me how I was feeling. He wanted to know where I was in my treatment, when I was diagnosed, and what my prognosis was. My daughter piped up and said “we’re all scared of chemotherapy.” Misha took her hand in his other hand, then squeezed our four hands together. I was worried that I was holding up the line, but he didn’t seem to care a bit. He has this remarkably intense gaze that is almost disconcerting; it’s easy to forget you’re not the only person in the room when he’s talking to you. 

Anyway, Misha stood up and with a little smile said, “I wish I really had angel healing powers. Come here.” I leaned forward, and while we all laughed he made his best intense-glowy-eyed-Castiel face and touched two fingers to my forehead. He promised to keep trying, and my daughter was still howling laughter. She said “yeah, good luck with that!” He high-fived her, and we walked away… that was probably the first time my daughter and I have ever been able to talk about my cancer and laugh. I’m grateful to Misha for that moment.

I had a Jensen/Misha duo op on Sunday. We posed – yes, I was grinning like a baboon – and as I walked away Misha caught my arm. He made me promise to let him know when I was in remission, because he expected to see me again at another con soon. I was so startled that I’m not even sure I responded to him, but I think I nodded. I know I cried.

Our last op was Sunday evening with Misha and Kathryn. We were at the tail end of the line so we weren’t being rushed. My daughter chatted with Kathryn for a moment – they compared their Grumpy Cat stuffed animals, and my daughter told her she named hers “Grumpy Cas.” After the photo we started to walk away, but my daughter turned back to hug Misha quickly. As she pulled away, he caught her head between his hands and made her promise to take care of her mom. I think she was caught by surprise because she couldn’t speak; her eyes welled up with tears. He stroked her hair and her cheek, and as she walked away he said  “I’m counting on you!” She still can’t talk about it without getting weepy. Frankly, neither can I.

I’ve always heard what a sweetheart Misha is. Everyone says he’s genuinely kind and that meeting him is a pleasure, but I wasn’t prepared for his warmth. I don’t have adequate adjectives and adverbs to describe the authenticity of his compassion, the sincerity of his concern or absence of pretense. To me, Misha will always be a big of an enigma. How can a person so beautiful on the outside also be *that* beautiful on the inside?

TL;DR – Misha is awesome.