#vancon 17

Destiel/Cockle shippers tend to produce conspiracy theories like Catholic rabbits for several reasons.  

First, alot of fans use ships/bands/shows/movies as a crutch when dealing with mental illnesses or emotional needs.  It keeps their mind off of things.

Second, shippers want to exert some control over their favorite characters because their own lives are spining out of their control.  It’s why the most intense shippers are teenage girls or adult women in bad relationships.  It’s Machiavellian by proxy.

Third, shipping is about finding your people so it serves as identity markers.   Fans love to organise themselves into tribes so the ships might let you know that you’re entering a certain kind of fan space.  From within the tribe mythical stories springs up to further bind the triber members together into cohesion.

Okay, so I’m finally getting a moment to answer these and GUYS, I DON’T THINK YOU’RE READY! I’m not ready to relive it, let’s be real, but I’ll try to do my best. 

Alright, alright.... So Sunday comes and I’m excited to see the boys again (last year was my first con, in Vancouver as well) so I wasn’t super nervous or anxious or anything. There really is something very calming about Jensen. But, if I’m being honest, I hated last year’s single photos because I didn’t get my ‘good side.’ I just gave him a hug and left. So this year, I was determined that I would like my photos. 

I get up to the front of the line and as I go to his left, I say something along the lines of “I’ve got to get my good side, you however, don’t have a bad side.” And he fires back “Oh stop, neither do you” and internally I fangirl a little. And then tell him I just want a hug (”just,” like it’s so hard to hug Jensen Ackles.)

He pulls me in for a hug, Chris takes the photo, and I tell him “thank you,” and then I die when he says “Thank you, sweetheart.”