Jensen’s little smirks are the best
Misha on slash
I can’t help but laugh when I read someone complaining that talking about Dean/Castiel is going to make Misha “uncomfortable.” Misha Collins has been training his whole life for this, from studying meditation with Tibetan monks in Nepal, to doing an internship at the Clinton White House (Bill still asks him to wear a blue dress when he visits). Misha Collins is married to a feminist historian who writes about sex. Of course he’s okay with it! In fact, he’s really into making you feel uncomfortable about it.
[when asked about slash] “I think it is a great cultural asset that unites the world and makes it better.” Misha from Asylum Europe 2010
"Big thumbs up all round! Super awesome! Don’t worry about me judging. I don’t judge. I’ve done all sorts of pervy stuff too- not that I’m saying what you do is! I know it’s mostly totally platonic anyway, they’re just playing with Legos and stuff. Almost all of it is G-rated and totally for kids. And that’s awesome! Please don’t think I judge you." Misha during Asylum 3, 2009
"It’s kind of a little bit of a weird line to cross, and I’ve mentioned it during the Q&As at the fan conventions. And you can sense the whole audience tensing up, like they don’t want you to talk about this slash fiction weird pervy stuff that they get into. So I do like to bring it up for that reason." Misha in 2009
"Just to take a statistical sampling, if this were the general viewing public, pretty much all TV shows would have like really strong homoerotic overtures. Right? You would see guys making out, for sure. Which is great! I’m all for it." - Misha from LA Con 2011.
"I’ve still only read part of one slash fic … Don’t talk about it? Right! Because there’s a line! There’s a line! And you’re crossing it! Right now! Don’t? Because it’s going to upset some people in this room if you talk about it! Don’t upset these poor people! The only thing I was gonna say about it is that it does exist - let’s face reality here - and apparently there’s a subsection of Dean/Cas/Pie. Haven’t read it. Probably not going to. But it haunts the back of my mind that it exists." - Misha at VanCon 2009.
Q: Destiel or Wincest?
A: It’s nice to have someone cross that line so early in the morning! For those of you not up to speed, she’s asking me if I prefer the homoerotic writings involving this angel/human thing or the disgusting twin - no - what is it called? Brothers - incest! I have to say I still haven’t boned up on my slash fic so … I don’t know. What’s your preference? You obviously like both.
Q: I am a Destiel fan. [Cheers!]
A: This is the most “out” crowd I’ve ever … so there’s this phenomenon, I don’t know if you know about it or not, but some of you or probably most of you do it. But it’s like fans who write stories about the characters on the show. And not just this show, I think it started with Spock and Captain Kirk or something, a long time ago. Is that not true? I don’t care. And they write stories like “And then Spock spotted Captain Kirk’s glistening lips and leaned in for a kiss,” and I just spouted something that made me a bit uncomfortable. I mean, am I wrong?! No, I am not wrong? Lots of negatives in there, but I am right! So this carries on to this day with Sam and Dean doing things to one another, and - whatever. And when I first started coming to conventions, somebody told me about it and I was like “Really? What is this?” And someone got up - someone with perverse tendencies just like yourself - and asked a question, and the crowd went noooooooo. Boooo! Lynch her! Terrible! And now everyone is like “Yay! We do to!” So it’s like everybody’s coming out. It’s nice! Fucked up, but it’s nice. - Misha during Asylum 7
"Recently for the publicist for the CW said they were talking to somebody and they said ‘We want to interview Misha about fanfic,’ and she said, ‘He doesn’t know anything about that," and they said, "No, that’s not right. He does. He studies it.’ As if I’ve got piles of books, and I draw the blinds close and I read all of these books! … I’ve got this curiosity about it. I think it’s interesting. But I haven’t gotten to the intensive Googling phase yet. I’ll know when the warning signs hit. Or maybe I already have and I’m lying. Maybe I’ve read all of your stories. And post comments. Some of them are badly written. You know who you are." Misha at Salute to Supernatural Chicago 2009
[On what Supernatural would be if it was a movie] “Gay porn incest story with two brothers fucking the shit out of each other … directed by Kermit the Frog. ‘Why are there so many songs about rainbows?’” - Misha on this strange podcast
Interviewer: My wife is over there.
Misha: That doesn’t make you straight. - from the same as above
Interviewer: Your character, Castiel, is accused by Anna [Julie McNiven] of not being able to feel real emotion, but he seems to have a real affection for Dean [Jensen Ackles]. How do you work with that sort of dichotomy?
Collins: Yes, how do you explain the homoerotic tension [laughs]? - le interview
I’m thrilled to know that I do have a following in the gay community. [laughs] I’m constantly trying to actually figure it out, without actually doing any research, but another thing that has kind of amazed me is how many die-hard Supernatural fans are lesbians too. [… ] It’s a really, it’s a very cool fandom. It seems like the fandom of Supernatural is very inclusive group, and I think that’s awesome. - from Misha’s interview with After Elton
- jk rowling’s reasoning as to why fenrir greyback turned remus into a werewolf: remus’s father insulted him so he did it as an act of revenge
- the actual reason greyback bit remus: the temptation to succumb to the fact that biting remus whose name literally means ‘werewolf’ would be the greatest feat in lycanthropic irony the world had ever seen
Sam Winchester’s Journal – Entry #5
Cas is MIA again.
We brought him home in a piss poor state a couple of days ago, a gaping hole in the middle of his belly. I don’t even know how he found us. I’m guessing that Dean has prayed to him more than he wants to admit, and that he told him about our whereabouts.
Castiel tried to make amends this morning, but Dean wouldn’t hear him out, of course. It doesn’t matter anyway. Dean will forgive him eventually. He always does, whatever he might say.
Sam Winchester’s Journal – Entry #6
Tonight, a little girl named Bess should have been in the arms of her mother, playing with her hair and listening to her sing her favorite lullaby while slowly falling asleep. The only thing she will hear instead, will be the sound of her father’s tears and his voice telling her that her mom is never coming back. She’s too young to understand, though. The pain will come later.
Sam Winchester’s Journal – Entry #12
The handcuffs are done. There’s nothing else we can do now, just take a break before hitting the road again in a few hours. Dean has been too nervous to sleep; he pretended to go to bed earlier but he snuck outside to knock back a beer and think.
I’m trying to close my eyes and rest, shutting out everything the best I can, but all I see is a never ending swirl of colors, emotions, and memories that keep coming and going in circles. Everything ricochets around me, bumping loudly against the walls of my room. None of this mess is making any sense now except…except this noise, clear and familiar, echoing above the rest.
Sam Winchester’s Journal Entry #26
As the sky is getting brighter and angels are crashing down like bombs in the woods all around us, Dean and I can’t help but think about Castiel. God only knows where he is now. It’s impossible to say if he’s amongst the falling angels or if he caused this mess when shutting down the Gates of Heaven. I’m not gonna sound very optimistic but I guess that we can forget about the second option and bet that Metatron has something to do with these improvised fireworks.
Sam Winchester’s Journal – Entry #35bis
“The cries of the dead are terrible indeed; you should try not to hear them.”
― Philip K. Dick
Sam Winchester’s Journal – Entry #37
All the strength my body has managed to regain in the past month seems to have disappeared as fast as it showed up. It feels like I can’t charge the batteries anymore even after fifteen hours of sleep. It’s not just about being tired and stiff, there’s something else, something I can’t put my finger on, the same eerie feeling that has been bugging me since I woke up in the car after we left the church.
Dean tried to convince me for the 100th time that what I’m going through at the moment is perfectly normal, just a random side effect of the Trials but I know that’s a load of crap. My brother has started to sound like broken record, same song, different verse, and I’m not buying his bullshit anymore.
Sam Winchester’s Journal – Entry #38
Tic, Toc, Tic, Toc
Chunks of time are missing. Seconds, minutes, and now hours. I have the feeling my life is passing in fast-forward without having any control over the events. I wish I could say I’m the spectator, but there’s no movie playing in front of my eyes. Nothing, just gaping holes in the film that seem to grow larger and larger by the second.
Earlier this morning, I was in the car with Dean on our way to a crime scene involving a possible angel slaughter. I looked out the window only for a second, a real second, but when I turned my head again, fifty miles had passed and Dean was giving me a rundown on the case as if I had been there to answer him the whole time.