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“She is truly one of the greatest actresses I’ve ever had the pleasure to work with. She acts like Adele sings. You just sit back and you think, damn, some people… She could just do it. She could just turn it on and it strikes emotion in you, like some people can just open their mouths and sing.” – Chris Pratt 

happy vday i drew this on skype w my gorgeous handsome boyfriend + his laugh and smile made me gay x1000 and hes talented and sweet happy vday


And they lived deliciously ever after!

This concludes Texts Between Gems’ One Year Anniversary “Choose Your Own Adventure” arc! Click here to read it from the beginning.

I’d like to thank the wonderful @jen-iii from the bottom of my heart for creating the art you see above!

While we’re on the topic of thanks, thank you all for reading this blog for the past year and being consistently kind, supportive, and hilarious. I don’t have future vision like Garnet, but I hope that for the entire duration of my online career I never take for granted how lucky I am. Here’s to another great year!

Hello this is Jerry having a great meal and wishing a good day to his favorite sticky friends, he sends many kisses !

Hello Jerry! 😀🦎🐸😀

Jens and Voigt’s say hello! They think your meal looks very tasty and they offer to come and help you taste it! They like your beautiful eyes very much and can see you have excellent sticky feeties!

They send you both a big hug! 🐸🐸

News and stuff and thangs

Hello gorgeous people,

I just wanted to say hello from the abyss. I, like most other Americans (and probably lots of folks around the world), are mired in the daily abyss of fuckshit from our orange cheeto leader who is both incompetent and illiterate.

But I digress.

Life is…hard. And I’m tired all the time, and anxious way more than usual, and honestly just imminently awaiting our destruction.

Fun times!

Anywho, I’ve been working on some things, none of which are fandom related because I’m trying my best to reach my goals and make some personal dreams come true.

“Dreams are lovely. But they are just dreams–fleeting, ephemeral, pretty. But dreams do not come true just because you dream them. It’s hard work that makes things happen. It’s hard work that creates change.” -Shonda Rhimes

So, I’ve come to the decision, the very hard, sort of lonely decision, that I have to take a break from fanfic.

I hate it. I have so many Ginny x Mike things I want to write. I have a Professor/Student AU that’s plotted and planned that I’ve already started writing, but I realized something really crucial–I’m spending the majority of my time writing for fun (which I fucking love) when I need to be creating my own characters in my own worlds to get where I truly want to be. It’s not an easy decision, and frankly, it’s a decision that pulls me away from what I love, but I know, I KNOW if I prioritize what I should be doing, and I make my goals measurable and achievable, I’ll get them.

That means stepping away from creating fanworks. When pilot season is over, when the competitions have closed and I have more time in my writing life to devote to fandom works again, I may return. I love the exercise of writing that fanworks gives me, and I don’t want to lose that connection or wonder.

TMoaL will get finished, don’t worry, but I just wanted to let you all know what was going on.

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart for letting me play in your garden–not a euphemism. Thank you for being kind, thank you for being encouraging, thank you for commenting, liking, and sharing, just thank you, Pitch fandom, for making this fandom experience so rich and powerful and wonderful. You can’t know how much you all mean to me.

In the meantime, all you beautiful fanfic writers out there–keep plugging away. This bleak and weary world needs your light and your words and incredible talent.

Thanks for everything.

xx Jen

Bourbon Street. She hadn’t been here very long but it was quickly becoming her favourite place in all of New Orleans. The shops and venues provided enough foot traffic for her to all but fade into the background, the occasional musician passing through put a smile on her face and there was a plethora of souls to watch, asses and file away for later use. No rest for the wicked. The thought put a smile on her face. 

She reclined in her chair, outside a small café, legs crossed and dressed in a tight pencil skirt and a blouse decorated with ruffles, her hair elegantly falling down to obscure part of her face. She brought her ice tea to her lips and took a small sip. Nothing interesting to pass by as of yet, though there was a rather enjoyable busker a little down the street who’s trumpet playing caught her interest.  

She rhythm, as it so often does, got to her and her leg began to bob of it’s own accord, up and down. Her eyes closed and her head tipped back slightly, then she felt her foot connect with the leg a passing stranger. And while she wanted to kick them again for spoiling it, she lent forward, eyes opening wide and gushed.

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry about that. I just got caught up in the trumpet playing over there. The music,” she shrugged, as though that explained it, “The voices in my head can’t get enough of it.” she added lamely, letting out a small laugh at her own joke.


Jens says thank you very much for your kind words and for your encouragement of his bravery! 😊🐸😊
Jens sends you a brave hug, a brave smile, and a big brave treatie! 🐸


Jens says thank you for keeping track of his personal best! 😀🐸😊
He is very diligent about practising every day! Jens sends you a big hug and a special croak! 🐸

Being BFFs with Jensen...

Originally posted by thedoctorsshockblanket

-CONSTANT flirting

-”Whatever you say, Jen” “My name is not JEN!”

-Cheering on his niece at soccer games

-His niece calling you “Aunt Y/N”

-Him using lame pickup lines on you

-You hitting him in the arm when he does

-”Ow, I was shot in that arm!” “Good, and I’ll shoot you too if you don’t stop”

-Tickle fights…Competitive ones

-”I love you” “You’re lame”

-Him constantly wanting your affection and you giving it to him

-”Why haven’t we had sex yet?” “Because you’re stupid, Jen”

-Tag to the point where he tackles you

-Him being extremely protective over you in public