Jensen Ackles - Blog Posts
little ((bad)) something i wrote because insanity y’know. also I miss them.
“Cas, am I old?” Dean asks one day, looking towards the mirror, arms slouched along the sides, strays of grey hair muffled.
Cas - lying on the bed, bare torso, messy hair on top of his head - turns and looks at him questioningly.
Dean glances back at Cas through the mirror.
“What’s the matter?" Cas asks.
Dean’s firm lips hold a breath before answering. He lightly sighs, scratches his nape nervously and snorts “It’s— Nothing, ‘s just..nothing.”
“Dean” Cas says like he always does - fond, serious, apprehensive, loving- when Dean acts like that and Cas gets out of the bed, bedsheets slowly tracing and abandoning his body and hugs him from behind- bare torso, warm against dean - and places a soft kiss on the shoulder.
He glances at the mirror. Sees dean staring at his reflection.
“You are beautiful, Dean” Cas says. Plain and simple just because it’s true, just because he can say those things to Dean, just because Dean deserves to hear them. And Dean full on freezes. And Cas’ heart breaks a little.
When dean speaks again, his voice comes out in a rasp “’M turning 50 this year, Cas”
“That’s how birthdays work, Dean”
Dean elbows him softly but his voice is filled with a hint of laughter “You are spending too much time with Sam. Can’t handle two sarcastic-pain-in-the-ass nerds”
Cas huffs a laughter and kisses dean on the cheek. Dean’s body warm and soft against the cold air that fills the room.
“You turning 50 doesn’t determine your beauty, Dean. Or whatever it is you are concerned about now”
“Not concerned just— yeah, whatever”Dean snorts, still staring at his reflection. His right hand follows the outlines of his appearance, a grimace holding his lips.
“It’s just...My belly. Always had defined abs, you know and now it’s all soft”
Cas looks at him for a while, light sighs filling the room. Dean seems to tighten from his gaze.
“I love your belly, Dean” Cas slowly murmurs, locking eyes with the other man’s reflection. “I like putting my head there at night when we read in silence or when you put a movie on. One of those movies you love so much. I like to plant kisses there, seeing you blush under my displays of affection”
Dean remains silent for a moment, then: “I don’t blush”
Cas rolls his eyes, a gesture he has learned from watching human behavior and that finds pretty useful when dealing with the winchesters. A smile tugs his lips.
He kisses Dean’s collarbone -once, twice- and feels Dean leaning in the embrace.
“My hair.. I-“
Cas doesn’t miss a beat: “Few and little grey hairs at your sides, on the top and back of your head. I have them too and I think they suit you. It seems to mark your stay on earth, Dean. When a new one grows it’s like a confirm you are here and you are okay. That we are okay, are we, Dean?”
Cas knows the answer. Has known for a long time now.
It’s in the way they look at each other at night, intimate and vulnerable, fingers intertwined and legs dangling from the bed.
It’s in the mornings and the silence they mutually share, in the walk towards the kitchen, sometimes alone founding the other already there, cup of coffee in their hands and another ready for them to drink; sometimes together, grumpy and slightly tired and so in love.
It’s in Dean’s ever so green eyes looking at him with ease, in their fights from time to time that leave them angry and sad and confused, hands still holding the other’s, it’s in the nightmares and the caring and the memories and the hope. it’s in everything they are and in nothing less than that.
“Of course we are, dumbass” Dean says, rolling his eyes. Then:”My-“
“Dean” Cas states "Turn around”
And Dean does. And Cas kisses him while he talks-every part he can reach.
“You have little crinkles forming at your eyes when you smile now. I love them, I love seeing them because I love seeing you smile and laugh and grin just like you do. I like your softness, your hair, your belly, the freckles that seem to have increased, your strays of grey hair. I love the scars you have that are healing. I hate that you have them, that you had to go through such sufference, but you have them and it’s okay, Dean. It’s okay to have them and to be reminded of how strong you were. Of how strong you are. I love everything about what makes you feel older in a way because to me, it’s a sign that this, all of this, is real, that this is happening, that you are aging and living your life just like you deserve to, that you are safe and, hopefully, happy and serene. And that you feel loved- There’s nothing I want more than that, I hope you know it. And more, more than anything, Dean, your soul is beautiful. Pure light shining and glowing every time I look at you, and I know you are judging yourself from just your physicality- It’s something humans tend to do, but oh, dean if they.. if you could just see how incredible and pure and clean and wonderful you really are.... if you could just see yourself once, just once from my perspective, see how I see you, how I perceive you. I will spend everyday I get to have on this planet telling you just how beautiful you are, Dean, until you can finally realize the beauty you hold into your heart. You are beautiful, Dean. Still and always. Absolutely ethereal and I am so deeply in love with you”
If Dean sheds some tears, that’s nobody’s business, but Cas holds him tightly then and there and talks to him, softly traces his body murmuring praises and Dean breaks and breaks and breaks. But he is with Cas. He is safe. He can let himself break.
“Dean.. I- Me growing older, it’s okay for you isn’t it?”Cas asks at some point. Silence stretching between them.
“There was never one, there’s no one and there will never be one I’d rather growing older with than you, Cas”
“Plus" Dean adds, grinning “I love your grey hair. Makes you look like a dilf.”
“Dean”
The fact that Jensen refuses to talk about the finale and Dean dying in that horrible barn
But straight up jumps at the chance to talk repeatedly about the barn scene in Lazarus Rising where Dean meets Cas for the first time and he meets Misha
You just know he regrets getting nailed in the wrong barn
Have you heard Jensen sing? If you haven’t, listen to “Drowning” on Spotify
Actually cause I got curious given my last post
THEY COULD DO THAT TO ME ANY DAY AND I WOULD EVEN PAY THEM
i hear Paris is so beautiful this time of year
i'm so in love with jensen ackles like omfg
i'm just putting this out there cause i need this man biblically
someone look at me like that before i go mad
eiffel tower with butcher and soldier boy is my current dream
i want to be left breathless and without the ability to speak, think or walk for approximately a week
i love how both of these is jensen ackles
in one he looks like he is about to call me and my mother a cunt for simply existing and in the other he looks like he is about to turn into a golden retriever puppy and ask for cuddles
i need him to do unspeakable things to me and some more
idk if i need to fuck him or need him to fuck me, yk what i'm saying?
dean winchester might be a sex god, but he is also a little princess that needs to be taken care of
sometimes a babygirl is a 46 y.o man
Need I saw more lol 😂
somebody: what do you like about men twice your age?
me: where do i start?
THEY COULD DO THAT TO ME ANY DAY AND I WOULD EVEN PAY THEM
one gifset per episode: 3.15 time is on my side
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISHA
You don't how happy and honored I am to share my birthday with this beautiful, kind, talented, wonderful... Cute little angel bean ✨
Happy Birthday to the prettiest man on earth.
I would like to remind everyone of this scene...
It’s about the yearning
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It’s about the yearning
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I'm feral I know it
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I think the fact that some people are like: "Herogasm isn't that bad, kinda tame actually." Says more about us then the show itself
So Is anyone else a little worried about this?
Not even a few minutes of screentime and we are already seeing some extremely startling similarities between Homelander and Soldier boy
Lasering the person you loved/though you loved after finding out they had lied to you, Homelander with Madelyn and now SB with countess.
Both of these scenes in the exact same episode.
Either way, I'm very terrified about the implications and possibility that Butcher just released Homelander 1.0.
Analyzing The Abilities of Characters From The Boys Pt. XVII
💣Soldier Boy💣
Acting as a parody of Captain America, Soldier Boy exists as a manifestation of everything America needed post-WWII. Strong, durable, and dutiful, he maintained the persona of the perfect little soldier boy, who could endure both enemy fire and the passage of time without flinching or aging respectively.
However, in true The Boys fashion, he’s a charlatan. While he did serve in WWII, Stan Edgar even claiming he “killed Germans by the dozen”, the majority of his all American backstory detailing him as a war hero, barring in mind his pompous, macho persona, sounds too good to be entirely true.
While this post isn’t supposed to debate his true involvement in WWII, I find his unique reaction to V resulting in immortality to be a cruel twist of karmic irony. He appears to have little value for human life, being quick to resort to murder to settle scores with his old teammates. He’s so ruthless that when Black Noir, a seemingly apathetic and unfeeling indestructible superhuman, gets word that Soldier Boy’s been released from Russian confinement, he practically pleads for Homelander to give him a swift death so as not to die in tortured agony by Soldier Boy’s sadistic hand.
In total, I find it ironic that the soldier forced to kill and slaughter into oblivion with nothing but his PTSD and flashbacks as a testament to his body count, is condemned to an endless immortality. You almost want to mourn the man he could have been had he never been shot up with experimental V. He was a victim of verbal abuse from his father, feeling pressured into potentially dying in WWII just to prove something to him in hopes of finally making him proud. However, he did screw a nazi for years, so, meh.
