Imp's Lair

- basically admitted that all of cas's mannerisms already pointed to him being in love with dean: said he didn't change much after finding out the confession was going to happen because the groundwork was already so ingrained in his portrayal of cas's character

- misha, in his cas voice, to a fan: "i'll tie you up"

- queer representation should happen all the time and it sucks that it's still a big deal because it should just be normal

- "i like art that kills"

- how did he change his acting after he found out about the confession to show cas was in love with dean? "i did a lot of lip licking. lecherous lip licking"

- turns a destiel wedding vows question into an unnecessary excuse to talk about cockles: with literally no plausible excuse, says he'd like jensen to take a vow to obey him at their wedding (bonus: "whatever you say, mish" in gruff alarmingly good jensen impression)

- call out how awful jared's 'pranks' were on set

- talks about destiel wedding vows (they'd have traditional ones)

- wanted to do a whole episode exploring cas's loneliness and loss of hope after falling from heaven

- new book potentially on its way

- accidentally refers to jensen as dean

- implies destiel is reciprocated by talking about using lip licking as body language to show cas is into dean (when we all know lip licking has always been a key feature of dean's body language around cas)

- "jared is the worst"

- misha's destiel fanfic prompt would be: dean as custodian at a fast food place and cas as president of the usa

And that’s not so bad, right? Except here’s what he’s actually saying under that ramble: “Love can mean anything and it doesn’t matter what kind, I am mostly trying to emphasize in a way that sounds kind of like I’m not an asshole that there’s NOTHING TO SEE HERE AND NOBODY’S GAY not that there’s anything wrong with that just as long as you’re all SUPER clear on the fact that our show is not gay.”

The pot and the kettle were both so busy laughing their asses off that they could not be reached for comment.

That being said, nothing makes me nope out of a BDSM fic faster than discovering that it is written not only by someone who has clearly never been within ten miles of a scene, but someone who has some wild misconceptions about what the human body is capable of with respect to pain.

Brief summary of every BDSM fanfic by deeply inexperienced author. (Please note that Dean and Cas in this have probably both been active in the BDSM scene for years and are not newbies being introduced to it):

“I’m going to spank you ten times with my hand, Dean. I expect you to call red if you need to,” Cas tells him, a hint of steel in his order.

“Ten whole times?!” Dean whimpers, sure he won’t be able to make it through.

[seventeen seconds later]

Dean sobs wrenchingly at the unbearable pain of this severe spanking.

Actual scene:

“Your warm up is probably gonna be about a hundred but don’t bother counting because I’m just gonna go til I see the color that says your ready, and then the real spanking starts. I haven’t decided which paddle I’m using but the crop is definitely making an appearance and so’s your favorite belt.”

Y’all. Guys. Friendos. Friendolos. Buddies.

I have both given and received many a spanking and let me tell you, I don’t even get out of BED for ten smacks with a hand. The human ass is way more resilient than you think it is, and a dude who has pulled bullets out of his own extremities and gets thrown into walls on the regular by various monsters ain’t gonna be wailing and whimpering from a dozen or so swats.

That being said, nothing makes me nope out of a BDSM fic faster than discovering that it is written not only by someone who has clearly never been within ten miles of a scene, but someone who has some wild misconceptions about what the human body is capable of with respect to pain.

Brief summary of every BDSM fanfic by deeply inexperienced author. (Please note that Dean and Cas in this have probably both been active in the BDSM scene for years and are not newbies being introduced to it):

“I’m going to spank you ten times with my hand, Dean. I expect you to call red if you need to,” Cas tells him, a hint of steel in his order.

“Ten whole times?!” Dean whimpers, sure he won’t be able to make it through.

[seventeen seconds later]

Dean sobs wrenchingly at the unbearable pain of this severe spanking.

Actual scene:

“Your warm up is probably gonna be about a hundred but don’t bother counting because I’m just gonna go til I see the color that says your ready, and then the real spanking starts. I haven’t decided which paddle I’m using but the crop is definitely making an appearance and so’s your favorite belt.”

Y’all. Guys. Friendos. Friendolos. Buddies.

I have both given and received many a spanking and let me tell you, I don’t even get out of BED for ten smacks with a hand. The human ass is way more resilient than you think it is, and a dude who has pulled bullets out of his own extremities and gets thrown into walls on the regular by various monsters ain’t gonna be wailing and whimpering from a dozen or so swats.

But new Destiel? Nothing beats it.