#and the music they were putting out back then slapped SOOOOOOO hard!!!!!!!

[dickggansey]

i was soooooooo insane about day6 when i was 19 those were some good times......

[hopefullystillatheatrestudent]

i'm so excited about you taking asks again ahhhh okay so. if you'd absolutely had to choose. what would be your top 5 cockles moments, and why? thank you ily <3

here’s the thing: there are so many routes i could go down with this, because cockles moments come in all shapes and sizes and formats. these include moments from their panels, their bloopers, the footage we get when they don’t even know they’re being recorded, stories being passed down from photo ops & autographs(one of my personal favorite ways to get cockles, tbh, because they’re all insane), and social media(tweets to each other, instagram posts & comments, etc.). 

SO! since many a list like this has already been made, and i want to stand out from the crowd, what i’m gonna do is definitively give the number one spot to each of these five categories.(i might even throw in honourable mentions because they’re so despicably in love that they warrant that. i really put my whole pussy into this, guys, i hope you’re happy.) 

disclaimer: these are my own personal opinions. but that also means i’m right. so. enjoy. 

number one: top cockles panel moment

so we’re starting off with a bang, because how do you even BEGIN to rank what atrocities jensen and misha commit at jibcon. every single one they’ve had is damning in it’s own right, for different reasons.

however, considering just how much unabashed fuckery they’ve given us to sift through, it’s a good thing i do have a personal favorite despite it all. it’s heartwarming, the sweetest thing i’ve ever seen, AND it’s jarringly cinematic - mainly because it has a whole ass arc to it that was years in the making. it might even be surprising to some people, but my favorite cockles panel moment, and what i consider the one that encompasses their entire gut-wrenching journey from 2008-2013 in the most sweepingly romantic gesture possible, is this one.

i want this burned into my retinas. i am not even joking. when i'm through with my explanation, let me convince you why this is thee most romantic cockles moment of all time.

first, some history: people call this the resume off, but many seem to forget the botched attempt at a resume off a year prior. and yes, you guessed it: it's during their break up. it's a juicy time period for a reason, guys. it came across as exceedingly one-sided and VERY awkward. let me refresh your memory as to just how bad it was, and just how hard jensen was trying and ultimately failing at winning misha over: the funniest part of the whole resume off in 2013??? every joke/bit had literally already been made/done. they were just going through the motions again, but the difference THIS time...is that misha reciprocated jensen's energy. it. is. fascinating. i want to get into it more detail in another post, and i'll link it here when i'm done, but the main takeaway, i think, and the main difference that showcases how much they've grown in a year, is that in jib 3, misha flat out refused to do an accent, and this time around, he indulges jensen for literal minutes. when i tell you they're crazy, they're crazy. i can't wait to actually dive into it later.

ANYWAY, the resume off culminates in this moment here. and, like, a million things happen in this gifset. actually, more like a million and one. the music starts playingneediremindyouthatthesongissingingintherain(h e l p), misha starts dancing, jensen 'perpetually fake grumpy' ackles lets misha think he's not going to join, misha sits down defeated, but no!!! that was jensen's plan all along(look at his stupid fucking smirk) and he offers his arm to his dance partner who immediately grins like a fool, jensen then leads misha into their kick step, they perfectly synchronise and let loose, and are then very clearly having the time of their lives, hanging off of each other with joy and ease. from their expressions alone i can tell that this moment is so. so. so. so! much more than what initially meets the eye. i mean-misha is fighting back the biggest smile i've ever seen. to me, it reads like jensen is offering something to misha, something that misha kind of gave up on expecting, and him offering his arm like that is like, a surprise to him in the best possible way(and it's so not platonic, let me just say that.) as soon as jensen did that, it ushered in a new era of cockles. this panel is jensen and misha's favourite for a reason, and i think this moment is the biggest clue as to why.

whew!!! ok. that took a lot out of me and that was only point one. moving on,

number two: top cockles blooper moment

cockles bloopers hold an extremely special place in my heart, because it shows just how fucking disastrous jensen and misha are. they are so goddamn infatuated with each other that they HOLD UP PRODUCTION ALL THE TIME TO FLIRT WITH EACH OTHER(???). let me repeat. let it sink in. jensen ackles; arguably one of the most professional actors on that show who puts everything he has into each scene, with mountains and mountains of notes to prove it: would rather hold up production to flirt with misha collins. this sounds fake. it's not. he does it. all. the. time. and here's the thing guys!!! i'm gonna let you in on a secret!!! misha loves it. he loveesssss it. on top of that-misha collins: overlooked because he's pranked and people assume he's unprofessional as well, but his only pranks are in retaliation/off-set, and he rarely if EVER causes problems if he can help it....lets himself get carried away when it comes to jensen making kissy faces at him!!! are you actually kidding me!!! i mean. misha. it's just a face. you've seen it a million times. i don't buy that it triggers something in you that strongly....you like it, and you like jensen's reaction. you can't fool me!!! lisa berry's face in that one gifset shows just how fed up the crew is with their gross, coupley boyfriend antics.

i could pull up so many examples. sooooooo many. but my favourite was sealed since the moment i saw it.

i actually already wrote an analysis on it but i can't find it :(((( which SUCKS because i really unpacked the whole thing. i'll try to summarise.

basically, a backstory is part of this too!!! jensen and misha both had a really really hard time with this scene(because it's explicitly romantic there i said it), they sat down for hours and poured over their scripts together, they were super super nervous going into filming, both of them, jensen especially, were super hard on themselves for their performances not being true to their characters but they both complimented the other's work(boyfriend moments fr). so, yeah. they weren't confident going into shooting. and how do they get themselves to feel better???? by cuddling each other, apparently.

a lot. a LOT. happens in this specific blooper. to the point that i saw it years before i knew about cockles and it raised all sorts of flags for me.

1) stop pulling my face towards your crotch(as a thinly veiled request that misha would, in fact, move jensen's face towards his crotch, considering it was jensen moving himself there in the first place. also, why so comfy down there guys???) 2) you're my baby daddy i know(in the most intimate voice i've ever heard please) 3) i know, i know, i love you too i didn't say i love you i know but you wanted to say it etc. misha's right, of course. that's what jensen meant.

it just reeks of comfort, familiarity and intimacy between the two, and it's a moment that is extremely sweet and silly at the same time. they're so <3

number three: top cockles found footage moment

WONDERFUL category. truly the culmination of the cockles experience. many people have said that shipping cockles doesn't work because 'they're just onstage you dummies!! they're playing it up for the audience!!!' here's the thing, love. i could not disagree with you more. once you climb your way up the cockles ladder, you soon learn that they are, in fact, playing their dynamic DOWN, not up. they really are just Like That™, and they could not care less about the paying audience, if we're being honest, considering how much time they take to giggle with each other and refuse to let the audience in on the joke. and i love them for it <3

anyway, my point is that this category is for all you naysayers out there, all you 'jensen and misha's relationship is just for show and is real life queerbaiting'(?????lordhelp???) oh yeah? ok, explain this.

he. he. he calls jensen sweetheart. literally enough said. there's nothing to really add here, except, misha and jared then immediately engage in damage control. jared's method is distraction and misha's is retconning('get out of the car, dude') this was what got me to buy into the cockles dumpster for GOOD good. you don't call your buddy sweetheart accidentally and sound so completely earnest while doing it! especially not when that buddy is jensen ackles!!! you think he would let any of his friends call him that? do you?

one more thing; if it was a slip of the tongue, little mouth thing or whatever, you think jared wouldn't have jumped on it immediately??? i can hear it now. 'did you just call him SWEETHEART???' yeah. that's what i thought. you know why he didn't? because it was too revealing.

number four: top cockles autograph moment

i mean, i think we all know what it's gonna be, and if you don't, well, do i have the piece de cockles resistance that is gonna send you over the edge.

if you haven't heard of this story by now, as a cockles, truther, i'm gonna go ahead and get you to read it, because there is no possible heterosexual explanation for any of it, and you're fooling yourself if you think otherwise.

spoiler alert: it's the story where phones weren't allowed in an auto session, jensen nuzzles himself in misha's hair, leans his full body weight onto him, holds his hand, etc. etc. i'm imploding just repeating this back, actually. also, just, the sheer amount of stories from photo ops where they tackle hug each other or slap each other's asses or sing romantic songs to each other or almost kiss is, frankly, a lot. if i could wish for anything, it would be to witness them in person.

and finally,

number five: top cockles social media moment

this one is super difficult, because there's obviously a lot to choose from. but you know what? full send, i'm going with this one:

i just. what to say about this. how often do misha and jensen watch sunsets together for it to qualify as ‘always’ ??? why are sunsets synonymous with their relationship??? that’s like??? a very romantic thing????? ‘this guy’??? the fact that it’s a CANDID??? i don’t know guys.

that could have been better but i am TIRED so. there you go rose ily

[non-un-topo]

(coffeebeannate) 2, 8, 13, 20, 33, 39, 41,

Ohhh thank you so much!! 🥺 <333

(For the fanfiction writer asks)

2) What fandoms do you write for and do you have a particular favourite if you write for more than one?

I've written for umbrella academy and the old guard but my favourite right now has to be the old guard. There's just sooooooo much you can do with the characters given how long they've lived and the work that they do, I looove it. I have way too many ideas that I need to finish.

8) Where do you take your inspiration from?

This is tricky because it kind of just comes out of nowhere sometimes but I think I take a lot from music! Like, I'll be listening to something and coming up with super elaborate daydreams that turn into fics lmao. Sometimes I get inspired by scenes in movies or by other writers, though!

13) Who is your least favourite character to write for? Why?

This is so hard, ahh! When I was writing umbrella academy stuff I tended to avoid Vanya because I find her narrative voice rather depressing and hard to write dfgfds. For the old guard, I honestly love exploring all of their brains but I find Booker the most difficult, I think (I have a wip lying around from his pov and this has reminded me to get back on that).

20) Are there any stories that you wished you’d ended differently?

Weirdly not really! Though sometimes I feel like the ending of Keraunòs was a little rushed. I kind of wish I'd made them all get naked in the rain (out of context this sounds so weird I'm sorry dfgfds don't worry about it).

33) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?

Well I'm currently freaking out over the comments on my new baby Dying of the Light, in particular the praise for the cosmic and psychological horror elements ;_; that stuff is haaard to write so I feel SO happy hearing I did a good job!! <3 I always gush when people tell me I've written the characters accurately, though. That one is a huge compliment! (Though just recently I got one person saying they were re-reading my stuff and I was like !!!!!!! re-reading?? oh my goodness my heart just burst...)

39) Do you prefer first, second or third person?

I definitely prefer third person but sometimes a story calls for first person and sometimes it works so well (see, Centuries and Centuries. That fic slaps). I'm very interested in trying out first person.

41) What’s you favourite minor character you’ve written?

For umbrella academy, I really liked writing Dave! His character is so minor that (at the time of s1) we basically knew nothing about him, so I could just make stuff up and experiment. For the old guard, I'd have to say Quynh. I've never written from her perspective before but I have an idea floating around in my head that's putting me dangerously close to another all-nighter.

[savetheblackpaladin]

OMG I love your newest scenario!!! Can you do the same one but with Keith? (btw, I really love your blog~ you're an inspiration tbh)

(omg ur too sweet?????)

The original prompt was thus:

“Sooooooo I was thinking what would Shiro do if his s/o showed up to party in a sexy black dress just to get him back for spending so much time with Voltron.”

Implied nsfw and some sweet, sweet angst. Just in time for season 3 (¬‿¬)

“Allura…I’m not so sure about this.” You tugged at the front of your black dress, trying futilely to force it to cover more of your exposed chest. “He’s already so wound up from Black choosing him to lead and Lotor nearly kidnapping Lance a-and he hasn’t even recovered from losing Shiro…I-I’m worried this is too much. What if he gets mad at us? Me? What if he thinks I’m not taking his feelings seriously and breaks up with me?” You whipped around and grabbed Allura by the shoulders, shoving your nose against hers, “What do I do? He’s gonna break up with me!”

“Breathe, darling, that’s it,” Allura rubbed her hands soothingly up your arms, “Everything is going to be fine. It’s just a party!” You stepped back and she let her arms fall to her side, “It’s ok to be worried Y/N, but you know Keith best. Do you really think he’d break up with you for a little petty revenge?”

She moved to pick out some jewelry to match your outfit while you deflated and sat on her bed, letting out a petulant ‘no’. She smiled kindly and continued, “Of course not, because he loves you. Silver or gold?”

You pointed at the silver necklace and she continued, “Now I know he’s a little stressed. But he’s taking it out on everyone and frankly, I grow tired of it.” You rolled your eyes, talk about an understatement. Loosing Shiro hit all of you hard, but none as hard as Keith. He lashed out at everyone, believing you’d all given up on finding him, but after the first fight with Lotor he finally came around to the idea that someone needed to pilot Black. Everyone knew he wanted it to be Allura, it made sense right? But when Black responded to him, his already surly demeanor took a turn for the worse as he began to push everyone away. Even you and Lance couldn’t get him to do anything other than train and eat.

“He’s been an–oh, what’s the wording Pidge used the other day? Oh! He’s been a ‘fucking asshole and needs to get that gargantuan stick out of his ass’.” She looked so proud at her use of Earth curse words you couldn’t help but laugh until tears ran from your eyes. 

You struggled to catch your breath and did your best to fan your eyes, trying to stop your makeup from smearing, “Oh my god, Allura! Why is Pidge teaching you curse words? It’s so wrong to hear you say them!”

She shrugged, “Does it matter? I agree.” She moved your hair to put the long silver necklace around your neck and to clip on matching earrings. “You’re his partner and he’s been a jerk. The very least we can do is throw back just what he is jeopardizing into his face.” 

You fiddled with the unaccustomed weight on your ears as Allura dug through jewelry for herself. She’s always so right. After Black chose him, you did your best to try and comfort Keith with soft words and gentle touches and when that failed, you did your best to entice him to your bed. But it all failed and when he began flinching away from your touch, you forced yourself to back off. If he wanted to work this out on his own, then fine. Three weeks later and Keith was slowly coming back to you but his rejection, or whatever it was, still stung. There was a small part of you that wanted to slap that pretty face of his each time he shyly kissed your cheek. 

But he was healing, in his own way. He wasn’t ready to talk or apologize quite yet and you weren’t sure if you were ready to accept it either. “He doesn’t know how to talk about his feelings Allura. He’s been alone so long…”, you sighed, unsure of where you were going with this. 

“That doesn’t excuse his actions, Y/N. Lashing out is easy, and it’s lazy. Now what we are doing is just simple fun.” She sashayed over and pulled your hands in hers, playfully causing you to dance with her, “We’re going to remind Keith just exactly what his actions could have cost him.” Truly, she was a devil.

Keith fidgeted with the collar of his Altean formal wear under the gaze of his fellow paladins. He could do this. He could totally do this. Just say the words Keith. Seriously. It’s not that hard. They’re just words. Oh my god, he forgot how to speak. 

Lance arched an eyebrow as Keith grew steadily redder and looked to Pidge who gave him a smug look, content to continue to let Keith suffer. He looked to Hunk who shrugged, also happy to watch Keith struggle. He called it character building. Lance sighed and wrapped a long arm around the struggling black paladin’s neck, “I’m dying of old age here buddy. You gonna speak or what?”

Keith nodded quickly, grounded by his friend’s touch, “Y-yeah, I’m sorry. I’m just…” He took a shuddering breath and started again, “I was a jerk. (”Yeah you were.”, Pidge quiped.) I was mourning, I’m still mourning. But that was no excuse to treat you guys like shit. You’re my family and you didn’t deserve that. So…I’m sorry. A-and I hope you guys will forgive me.” He quickly looked at his feet to avoid their gazes, hoping that was enough.

Lance hugged Keith close and thumped him hard on the back, “All is forgiven my dude.” Keith smiled as Hunk wrapped him up in another tight hug, crying something about not really being mad at him. Pidge didn’t move from her spot, instead choosing to hold her arms out while making a pained expression, “Well get over here you idiot. I’m still mad though.” She squeaked as Keith spun her around but was happy nonetheless. 

With his apologies to his friends over with, Keith felt some of the past month’s weight lift from his shoulder. But it wasn’t over yet. He already apologized to Coran but you and Allura were the last on his list. And arguably the hardest. Allura he could handle, he was fully prepared to suffer as her sparring partner for a month in repatriation, but you? You were a different beast altogether. He was scared. So scared. How could he possibly apologize enough for pushing you away? What little courage he had was spent every time he kissed you on the cheek. How was he going to spend an entire night with you if you didn’t take his apology? What if this was the end? What if he fucked up his relationship beyond repair?

The castle hall sliding open broke him free from his thoughts. He could do this. You mattered so much to him, the very least he could do was apologize. He. Could. Do this! 

But holy shit, you looked radiant. Keith gulped and felt his jitters return as he watched you adjust the dark shawl around your shoulders. He couldn’t see the dress you were wearing but he didn’t need to to know you looked so fucking beautiful. But when you carefully avoided looking at him and stayed attached to Allura’s side he felt dread settle in his stomach. Oh no…

You managed to keep calm after watching Keith’s face fall as you ignored him. It hurt but eh, payback is one hell of a bitch isn’t it? Allura patted your arm and gave a small smirk as she successfully stirred you two towards the transport pod. Phase one: complete.

Phase two was the fun part. The party was on a recently liberated planet, Lotte, to celebrate Voltron’s success against one of Lotor’s generals. And it was swanky as hell, taking place in what was essentially was an underground nightclub: loud music, flashing lights, and a ridiculous amount of food and drinks. You couldn’t have asked for a better place to get revenge.

You shrugged out of your shawl and snuck a quick glance at Keith over your shoulder. His gaze was instantly glued to your exposed back. Perfect. Your dress was hella short, tight, backless, low cut and it hit all of Keith’s kinks. You saw Lance quickly cover Pidge’s eyes as he took notice before throwing your shawl in Keith’s face, using the momentary distraction to disappear into the crowd.

You felt Allura’s hand close around your wrist as she pulled you through the crowd of moving limbs. She bent over to speak into your ear, struggling to be heard over the music, “Ready?” Hell yes. Time to party!

Keith was going to kill them. All of them. Every single idiot who had the audacity to put their filthy, unworthy hands on you. He ground his teeth harder as another new partner started grinding behind you, his furred hands playing dangerously with the short hem of your skirt. 

That was it. That was fucking it. He growled as he shoved party goers out of his way to reach you. But the eye contact and sinister smirk you gave him stopped him in his tracks. You knew he was watching? His anger deflated, replaced by confusion as he watched you dance a little more suggestively with your partner than was strictly necessary while maintaining eye contact. 

Oh. OH. You dirty little minx. Is that the game you were playing? Keith was a jerk so lets make him jealous by dancing in a sexy black dress with literally everyone in a club except for him. He licked his lips, caught between letting you play your game or shoving that dickhead off you and showing him what a good time really looks like.

Oh fuck it. It’s been three weeks since he’d even kissed your lips properly, let alone seen you in something this sexy. And he wasn’t a man known for his patience.

You smiled as you felt your current dance partner being shoved off, his large hands being replaced with someone intimately familiar. Keith’s familiar cologne, and strong touch nearly overloaded your already overstimulated senses as he pulled you close, his breathing ragged in your ear. Oh how you missed his hands on your hips. The way he somehow held you in a vice-like grip while still treating you like broken glass, the way he projected ‘this woman is mine’ with just his body alone, daring anyone stupid enough to try and take you. Your overprotective Keith was back. 

You felt an involuntary grin break out on your face as you rocked against your lover, not quite grinding against him but just giving him enough ghostly pressure to remind him what it felt like to move against you. “I missed you,” his voice was like honey in your ear and you felt yourself melting against him, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. You didn’t deserve that. I was awful to you and I-I’m so sorry.” You felt Keith drop his forehead to your shoulder but he never stopped rocking his hips to the beat. 

Now, how to accept his apology? You could turn around and kiss him senseless, shoving your tongue in his mouth like you were trying to taste his apology. You could ignore him and continue dancing, letting him simmer for a while longer. Or, you could find the nearest bathroom and let him fuck you senseless. 

Now that was an idea.

You reached up to grab a fistful of hair, tugging his mouth to yours to swallow his low moan as you ground your ass as hard as you could against his crotch, reveling in how quickly he rose to half-mast. He’s always so sensitive, your feisty paladin. 

You smirked against against his lips as he pulled your hips against him, forgetting the music and just grinding his erection against you, gently tugging your skirt higher so he could touch the soft skin of your thighs as he let a hand wander.

“I forgive you, Keith.” You weren’t sure if he could hear you but he must have gotten the gist because his voice was rough with lust against your ear as he nearly growled for you to ‘get to the bathroom this instant so I can fuck you.’ And thank you club music for being unnecessarily loud.