These last few days in fandom have made me realize that my experience of having consumed every Misha Collins related piece of content available on the internet is NOT universal. I've always considered myself a non-crazy fan but I've begun to question that, seriously, I have an encyclopedic knowledge of everything the guy has chosen to make public.
Just from the top of my head:
he was a white house intern and stole white house passes to make a mobile,
decided not to go into politics after all and instead get famous in order to enact change (something he says in retrospect was stupid even though it worked out)
he's an NPR geek,
he makes jam and cans a lot of things,
can knit,
once played the role of a well-endowed yoga instructor addicted to self-fellatio,
his dream is to build an art commune out in the country,
he has infiltrated an Indian sex cult to try and expose its anti-native policies,
accidentally dropped acid at Burning Man and hated it so he had his dad sing to him all night,
doesn't smoke weed because he reacts funny to it,
prefers his salads dressingless,
used to pretend to be a russian exchange student to get free pizza,
went to his highschool prom dressed in drag,
was disappointed as a child to find out not every kid grew up to be a woman,
fashioned his wife a bed out of a tree that fell in his mother's yard using the makeshift woodshop in his college dormroom,
has built several large structures because he's a highly skilled carpenter,
holds several guiness world records,
used bolt cutters to sneak around underground alleys at uchicago as shortcuts,
there are several bigfoot-esque pictures circulating of him naked in the distance,
he's polyamorous,
has raised hundreds of thousands of dollars for charity,
his given name is Dmitri Tippens Krushnic,
he rescued a turtle and named it Dryaluxaloud (a name that came to him in a dream) and keeps it in his backyard pond,
he was arrested for bank robbery after climbing on top of a bank building for better reading light,
does massive art installations,
was homeless as a child,
runs marathons,
organizes GISH which is a thing I cannot begin to explain,
starred in a bad scifi move titled "Stonehenge Apocalypse,"
also does blacksmithing and pottery,
wears orange underwear most of the time because he thinks it's lucky,
participated in a retreat at a Tibetan monastery,
renewed his vows with his wife in a supermarket while wearing a lace wedding gown,
lost a $1,800+ bet to Jared Padalecki and payed him back in coins he dumped in his trailer,
is a published poet and wishes to someday publish a book of poetry,
has screenplays he's written and wants to make into films,
had a job delivering newspapers when he was a kid but lost his job in the sping because his manager discovered he'd just been stowing papers in snowdrifts and going home,
built his wife a house,
can draw,
is incredibly accident-prone,
is a certified EMT, lifeguard and motorcyclist,
illegally sunk a tree killed in a forest fire into cement in an expensive highway island in Hollywood and mounted a plaque on it with an obscene inscription,
was the most flexible boy at his highschool in its 100 year history
And I'm forgetting a lot rn but basically he's fucking insane and we love him
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
‘boy i sure wish i was asleep,’ i whisper, clicking Next Chapter fourteen fucking times
The Kiss, today (23/10/2012) in Marseille, France.
Two young women kissed in front of anti same sex marriage/adoption protesters.
They think I have late stage Addison’s disease.
I have more testing I have to do.
I’m without words. This is terrifying.
I can’t even let myself grieve or relax because I don’t even have enough money to be diagnosed properly OR treated.
So please, please. If you have anything to spare.. I need it now more than ever ..
I appreciate any and ALL HELP!!!
If you’d like to immediately help me my PayPal is
https://www.paypal.me/YvesOrage
I don’t want to die because I can’t afford to get treatment. I’ve come this far.. I’m desperate. I need my community now more than ever. Please don’t let me be forgotten
(Obviously it is, and if you think otherwise, you can go and fuck a cactus ♥️)
Is Destiel Canon Yet ?
11/5/2020: Yes.
Me: *logs in on tumblr at 8 a.m to see what happend, and also discovers what happend to Dean*
Me for the rest of the day: *depressed bisexual noises*