misha collins is actually a cat

May I present to you: Jensen “I Hate Cats” Ackles and Misha “My True Form Is an *Actual* Cat” Collins

So I’m reposting this image on my art blog because it’s buried on a blog I no longer use, and this image deserves to see the light of the sun again.

This was from Chicon 2015.  There’s a pretty funny story that goes with it.

My friend and I came up with the idea to ask them to wear cat ears.

(Here I am, trying to push the blame off on her… let’s be real: this was MY idea.)

Anyway, we giggled at the thought of asking them to wear the cat ears and play with a ball of yarn because, I guess, we’re bad people? It was funny talking about it. It was funny planning it. 

But then, when you’re standing in line holding two headbands with cat ears clipped to them and clutching a tangled ball of yarn and slowly approaching two of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen, it maybe doesn’t sound as funny anymore.  Because you’re going to have to look these men, who you are suddenly TERRIFIED of, right in their BEAUTIFUL GODDAMN EYES and ask them to do something VERY silly.

My friend and I planned our strategy while waiting in line. Everyone says that the photo ops go SO FUCKING FAST. Well, they’re not lying. We knew we wouldn’t have a ton of time to explain what we wanted them to do. My friend asked me if we were actually going to do this. It wasn’t too late for us to take our own ears off and stash the pairs we brought for Jensen and Misha and just ask for  hug instead. But no, I had bought those damn rainbow cat ears, and I had this image in my head, and I was all in at that point. We agreed that she would hold Jensen’s pair and go straight to him and explain, and I would hold Misha’s pair and the yarn, and do the same for him.

It was finally our turn. I made a beeline for Misha, holding out the ears in offering. His eyes zeroed in on the headband and he gave a bemused smile.

“CanyoupleaseputtheseonMishapleasethankyou!” I managed to squeak out. Misha smiled and took the headband and put it on, and the moment those ears touched his head he got this haughty little look on his face. His back arched just a little bit.  I swear, in that moment, that man became a fucking cat. He somehow just casually embodied the collective universal feline energy, and it was instantaneous.

I glanced over at my friend, and she’d clearly asked Jensen the same thing, because he took the headband, and with the BIGGEST, MOST EXAGGERATED long-suffering sigh and a massive eye roll, he put the ears on his head. He looked fucking adorable. And grumpy. He literally WAS a grumpy cat.

We moved in to pose, and I remembered the yarn. I held it out at them, babbling something like, “Canyouguys, justlike,  playwiththeyarntogetherTHANKYOUSO MUCHOHGODOHGODOHGOD”. Misha grabbed the yarn and held it out to Jensen, who gave another eye roll.  I stepped back, unable to do anything other than SQEE internally. And then…click. It was done.

They took their headbands off and handed them back to us. Misha fussed with his hair.  Jensen was actually smiling, but in a very sassy, y’all are weird and I don’t understand you and I think there is actually something wrong with you kind of way. My friend and I thanked them profusely, and we started walking away, dazed and euphoric.

We must have gotten about five feet away when we both heard Jensen call out, “I FUCKING HATE CATS!” We looked over our shoulders, and Jensen and Misha cracking up was the last thing we saw as we were ushered out of the room.


So yeah. That’s the story of how Misha is apparently an avatar of sacred feline grace, and Jensen just really fucking hates cats.

And now this image exists.

You’re welcome, internet.


Also, I’ve recently started using this as a meme background for my “Quotes Without Context” on my meme page.

The quote that inspired me to use this image?

“I’d rather be watching the news with my cat.”

If anyone is interested in were I got the ears, they were purchased from PricelessCompanions on Etsy. They are awesome.

  • Remember that fun day when you and your boyfriend went to a lake at sunset and took romantic, silhouetted pictures with your arms around one another, just before getting all goofy and dancing around the beach.
  • And then later, you went back and began reenacting silly cat videos that you found on YouTube?
  • ... oh wait, that was Jensen and Misha.

May I present to you : Jensen “I hate cats” Ackles and Misha “My true form is an *actual* cat” Collins. You’re welcome, Internet.

For interested parties: The ears came from this lovely vendor right here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/PricelessCompanions . She’s awesome. 

Castiel is an actual puppy.

The puppy eyes

His puppy lips

Curious puppy head tilt

The ‘forgive me’ face puppys make after they did something wrong
I can almost hear the puppy whimpers

The ‘I found food’ thing puppies do( but its really not food and must take away)

The face they make when they get real food, excitement 

Puppies scared or timid

Confused puppy

All an all, Castiel is a freaking puppy. (not my gifs, found off google)

i hate text posts like this but...

i recently remade, and need new blogs to follow!

hella into these things and people:

• doctor who
• sherlock
• supernatural
• harry potter
• snl
• danisnotonfire
• amazingphil
• phan
• destiel
• johnlock
• benedict cucumberpatch
• phil lester
• david teninch
• misha collins
• the guy with the hair on YouTube
• cats
• pugs
• phillip michael lester
• food
• feminism
• text posts
• did i mention actual ray of sunshine phil lester?

so if you post any of those things, like or reblog this and I’ll check you out! also pls check out my new tumblr bc i need new friends thnx

anonymous asked:

I had this really weird dream tonight where my mom was literally the biggest misha collins fan in the entire universe and she put up posters of him everywhere in her room and I didn't know so I walked into her room like "hey mom whats for di-... dude is that misha collins all over your walls?" and then she turned around to find out that my mom actually had turned into misha collins and i was like "dude what the fuck are you doing in my house" and i never found out because my cat woke me up.



because misha deserves a kitten #weloveyoumisha

tagging my fellow misha lovers: whataboutthefishnobutokaylikewhatifmonkeyscomewithmeviva-la-cocklessupeerlockkvagabond-boyprayerkinkcashufflepuff-of-loriensecretlyfemshep mudzette winjennster emygirl

and all my followers because if you follow me you must love misha too :D

I’m always looking for new blogs to follow, so like/reblog if you post ANY of the following:


Doctor Who



Rose&the Doctor




All the Marvel [Especially the Avengers & Captain America]



Jensen Ackles/Dean Winchester

Misha Collins/Castiel

Felicia Day/Charlie Bradbury (aka my role model)

Any of the rest of the SPN cast/characters tbh.

Benedict Cumberbatch

Martin Freeman

Tom Hiddleston

Billie Piper

David Tennant

LOTR/The Hobbit

Harry Potter (books&movies)

Fan art of literally any of the above PLEASE

The Breakfast Club bc it’s my favorite movie

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Actually, any of the cast from any of the above is cool, too.

Politics/feminism/social justice issues

Cats. Anything with cute cats.


Anything Hayao Miyazaki/Studio Ghibli

Avatar: The Last Airbender

and I will check out your blog! Thanks, guys!

anonymous asked:

i'm really ugly. is there still a chance that someone will find my face beautiful????? i'm so sad, i can't breathe.

Oh sweetheart, shh, it’s going to be okay. I get what you’re feeling, I honestly do, because I’ve been there. I know how awful it is. 

And you know what, I know how being told that line of “EVERYONE is beautiful!! Of course you’re beautiful!!” doesn’t do anything when you’re feeling like this. So I’m gonna tell you some real stuff that I think will help.

First of all, everyone is a terrible judge of their own face. You don’t see it like everyone else does, and when you see pictures of yourself you always think your face looks weird because you’re used to seeing it reversed in the mirror. You don’t see your own face like everyone else does.

Second, yes, of course someone is going to think you’re beautiful, sweetie. This may seem a strange thing to say, but you know what, there are things that other people like that I think are ugly. Pugs and bulldogs and those cats with squished flat faces? Really ugly. I hate monkeys. Even pandas have never really done anything for me. And all the time I see people raving over celebrities and all I can think is really??? I don’t think Harry Styles is attractive at all. I actually don’t think Zayn Malik is that good-looking either. But there are people who think they’re the most attractive people on earth, and there are people who think that Misha Collins is ugly, so “beauty is in the eye of the beholder” couldn’t be more true. 

And then there’s the fact that people become more beautiful as you grow to love them. When you care about someone, when you fall for them, everything about them becomes more lovely, more special, more perfect. I fell for this guy when I was a teenager, and in retrospect he wasn’t all that handsome, but at the time? I thought he was the most beautiful person in the world.

But then there’s the fact that you’re probably judging yourself against celebrities you see on the internet an on TV, and you have no idea how ridiculous a comparison that is.

You’re probably still pretty young, right? You have NO IDEA how your face is going to continue changing as you grow and mature. I’d show you a photo of what I looked like as a teenager, but I don’t want to lose all my followers. I still don’t think I’m beautiful, but I look at old photos and say “wow, I’m so much prettier now”.

If you don’t believe me, look at what Kesha looked like in school.

And how about Taylor Swift

Then there’s the fact that you have NO CLUE what people actually look like without their makeup, which is usually applied by experts who know exactly what they’re doing to make that person look as good as possible. I mean this in the kindest way possible, but seriously, EVERYONE looks ugly sometimes.

These women are beautiful, but without their distinctive makeup you probably wouldn’t even recognize them on the street. They just look like normal people, right? That’s because they ARE. They’re normal, tired, stressed people with zits and bags and dark circles under their eyes, because those things are normal. You could take practically anyone and give them the superstar makeover treatment and make them look like this with the right products and the right lights. (Go look at this huge collection of celebrities without makeup.)

And as if that wasn’t enough, THEN they bring in the Photoshop to ‘smooth everything out’ and remove the rest of their imperfections.

In the end, what you see looks nothing like what that actual person actually sees when they look in their own mirror. It is an entirely fabricated and falsified idea of perfection that literally doesn’t exist without teams of hair and makeup artists and Photoshop whizzes. Nobody looks like that in real life, they literally just don’t. 

You are a real, normal person, and it is perfectly okay for you to look exactly the way you do. Cause you know what? When you start realizing that beauty is nothing but perception and, a lot of the time, nothing that even actually EXISTS, it becomes so much less important. What your face looks like is such a tiny fraction of who you are and what you have to offer. I mean, sure, I like a pretty face, everyone does, but a pretty face means nothing if there’s nothing in the brain or heart behind that face. I think that anybody who isn’t a shallow idiot would take a kind heart with an ugly face over a pretty asshole any day.

And I know that doesn’t help when all you want is to feel beautiful, when the whole world is screaming at you that your appearance is the only thing that has value… but you know what? Fuck them. Fuck the dicks who are trying to sell you self-hatred. Fuck the old white men making billions off our insecurity. Fuck the society that says that our worth is based on something determined by genetic lottery, something we have no control over at all. None of that matters. It’s all fucking bullshit. 

You are so much more important than your face, okay? YOU are what makes you beautiful, not the shape of the skin and bones on the front part of your head. We all want to feel beautiful, but there is so much more to life than we way we look. 

I want you to be able to feel beautiful, but I also want you to stop spending so much time staring at yourself in the mirror, and spend more time enjoying your life. Do things that make you happy. Read, watch a new show, try new hobbies, learn new things, talk to new people. Don’t spend so much time thinking about the way you look, because nobody else cares the way you think they do. They have their own insecurities.

I know you’re sad, and that’s okay. But you are normal, and normal is being both ugly AND beautiful, alright? That’s what we all are.