#decided to leave this hear to repost elsewhere when people are awake

[embarressment-erradicated]

oh my fucking god I hate chat gpt sludge appearing on ao3 SO SO FUCKING MUCH, just shut up, don't post this, if you want to explore an idea write it. don't outsource your creativity to the lowest common denominator murder bot,

"oh I just had an rp with character.ai and it was fun so I decided to post it" stop, stop right there, rping with chat bots is akin to rping with a wall. go and find people to roleplay with, they are fucking everywhere, and many people are down to atleast try it out with you "but what if I'm awake and no one else is" write something. and wait. you can do that you know, you don't have to use an ai service which drags you further from reality, and most importantly other godsdamned people

and if you feel which you aren't that creative? your lying to yourself, I swear, and even if that is true, you know what is a great way to be more creative? actually think about shit. write whatever comes to mind, take inspiration from other people, rework it to your liking, and importantly when you do that, say it don't lie and say it was entirely your idea, link to that person.

tracing isn't bad because it's stealing, tracing isn't bad because it's lazy. it's a good tool, whether in pen or or paint, however, it becomes bad when you brush the fact you took inspiration from other people off, like it's nothing, however, when you let people know what you took from, and link to it, or atleast tell people where to find it if that isn't an option for one reason or another.

but ai is lazy, it's stealing from everyone, and it's sources are jumbled up and can't be traced, it's like going on pintrest, finding a random meme, and claiming it as your own, just cause.

not only that, it's built to disenfranchise artists whether or not built specifically to do so, it's doing as such.

memes are actually a great example of a pre ai version of jumbling up sources, where is that favorite meme you like from, who made it, do they even know it's popular, did someone take it? can you know for certain, is this an edit, or the og, is know your meme reliable for this? why is this person claiming to tell you about this meme, and yet says they don't know who made it?

some people wish to remain anonymous, yes, however alot of people who made those meme templates (often small artists who can't catch a fucking break from getting their stuff stolen) would probably like it if people knew that, yes they made the funny image, or scene, or drawing or whatever. but you know what happens?

someone crops out the watermark. simply because they don't want to appear related to the person who made the thing they took from or some reason or another.

and then? a meme "curator" channel takes it and reads it in tts, or it ends up one reddit, and someone reads it in that sexy voice which doesn't even link to the posts shown, and barely shows who made the post.

memes are fun, memes are important, memes are a resource for enjoyment, messages, and ideas. but the second you make one you'll never hear about what happened to it 90% of the time, and someone else, who posts exclusively other people's stuff, is getting attention from just reposts.

and don't even get me started on ai memes, the fuck is that shit? gone are the days when people actually worked hard to make a funny parody poster? and we just accept that. NO, screw that, learn photo editing, go past the hurdle of gimp and other tools as such. have fun, fuck around and find out, make those dumb ideas, but do it with your own style and blood. if you use ai in anyway other than just screwing around with free stuff for 15 minutes and leaving (we've all done that, it's mildly humorous until you realize it's just bland) you are limiting yourself, your ideas, and your effect on the world, no one is going to care about you or your 'work' ever, simply because they can find the same exact thing elsewhere.

post scrip: [15 MT unfathoma bucks]

no economic value, redeemable in your dreams

post script:

I went on for to long, actually no I didn't all can cope, who cares if none shall read this, atleast I wrote it.

I hope you have an amazing day, and a life without the confines of latestage capitalism, even if it may not come in our lifetime, may we hope for reincarnation so we can kill that which kills our souls next time.

I think the worst part is how many book sites (royal road comes to mind) have to face the fact that either they ban ai, and allow it to run rampant, or they regulate it, even if it's not even writing at this point. that blog post I linked I think actually is a really fucking good policy right now, as ai text is nigh undetectable sometimes, and may just appear to be bland, but by giving them a corner to run around in, without poisoning the rest of the sight, you atleast heavily mitigate it, is it perfect? no of course not, will they (they being people using ai) still lie just to get some credibility? of course, but atleast it does something.

I don't want ai anywhere near my plain of existence but if stuff like this helps sort out the sludge from the rest of the internet, then that something. also every company which uses it's data to train ai can burn, die, and most importantly perish.

but hey look at these radishes which were ai generated because someone couldn't take the fucking time to draw this themselves, or even just edit a picture together cause fuck it lets just not put any effort into it at all, and just leave out any room for creative freedom. fuck it we ball I guess???

I just want to leave this planet, become a von neuman probe hivemind or something and make weird abstract art in outer space.

cya.

post script script:

oh right using ai ever for anything immediately voids all credibility your work ever has, I hope I don't need to explain why, but I thought of this while writing the tags

I hate you AI, I hate you sites making deals with souless corporations that think creativity can be replicated by an unthinking machine, I hate you money-hungry investors and ceos, I hate you opt-out models, I hate you tech bros, I hate you having to spend precious free time having to scramble our art in a desperate attempt not to getting stolen from, I hate you minimization of the hard work we put into our craft, I hate ''''machine learning''''' being compared to a very human person putting in the hours to better themselves, I hate you commodification of the very core of human's expression, I hate you scams being helped along by uber plagiarism, I hate you AI, I hate you AI, I hate you AI, I HATE YOU AI

[fuckblizzardbearlover]

Ok so reasons why i Love Warcraft the Beginning, and why its perfect and i hope for more. Might be a little incorherant cus i'm just doing my thoughts as they come. i  dont have the time to spend hours writing articles i'm not being payed for.

Yes Warcraft is a great, i say Perfect movie. "But it has flaws". Everything does. That perfect movie you love so much? someone found it boring, someone found it pretentious , someone found it stupid. Perfect pizza? someone doesnt like your toppings, someone thought there wasnt enough for it. A movie, a show, a book, art in general cannot be judged by an arbitrary list of items it must meet to sufficient quality. "no plotholes, great acting, good effects" are not good qualifiers. Most ppl dont know the meaning of plotholes, different tons of story require different acting (Casablanca is seen as a masterpiece but i dislike movies of that era because the acting is over the top, stiff, and campy. however that does not make them bad, it just means i dont like it). Really the only way a piece of art can be judged is by judging it based on what it TRIED to do. If your character is suppose to show they are angry in this scene and they just seem constipated then you did fail and that was bad acting. But if your character is suppose to be angry and some of the audience thinks they should have acted a different way, then thats just a difference of opinion between author and audience.

So what did Warcraft the Beginning TRY to do? Pay homage to the original franchise, tell a heartfelt complex story, give a larger than life epic, and reinterpret the story into something thats better than it was and can be accepted by a general audience

-So i love how much the art, style and themes embraced the franchise. The intro was PERFECT. The little cameos and everything were well done. For some weird reason a few thought that was cringe but part of good cameos is world building. They arent putting "this way to the stoutelager inn" so fans can go "i get that refrence" they are doing it to create  a scene that involves a sign to an inn and might as well be a real one from the story, right? The franchise STARTED as Err orcs bad humans good but it has since evolved past that, and you saw that with the  theme of the H and A heroes banding together against guldan. The armor and costumes were perfect, using the major flair of warcraft without being overly done. Llane's and Lothar's armor is perfect example.

some people have a problem with what i'd say was the "family friendly epic fantasy adventure" aspect of the movie. yes pacing was quick but when you go into a weird story you just suspend disbelief and take things as you go. They never explain how the Flashy Thingies in men in black work, they just do. you accept it and move. And there was some slightly heavy handed themes and moments. but thats what we call Camp. Its a fantasy adventure, you have snark, a few cheesy lines, hope vs darkness and all that good stuff. I remember when Wonder Woman came out an interviewer asked about the....hammy? ending. i think they used  a different word. but the idea was that it seemed...bad? that the ending revolved around Wonder woman's faith in humanity, faith in goodness and trying to do good, was naieve. And Patty Jenkens said that she thinks the world needs more hope like that, not everything is doom and gloom and the point of a hero is to be hopeful.

A GOOD movie, a PERFECT movie doesnt need to be high art. Ppl talk about inception cus it was so intense but IMO if half the audience doesnt know whats happening then its not so good is it? and like i said So many "great perfect movies' in history are boring, or weird or unlikable to many people. And i think its a great detriment to the world that people got to act like only high art movies that win awards are any good.

And then there is the story and charactes. I loved Lothar and Llane, very relatable and good example of heroic men. The mirror between the father Lothar and Durotan was great. I loved how well they did the orcs, just everything about them. Like their meeting and having it so that you could only understand the side you were listening from, if you listen when its focused on the orcs and Garona is translating you can hear Llane speaking something that is NOT english. But like even with the kinder orcs they kept the furiosity. Durotan makes it clear that their world is dead and they cannot simply go back, and thats very realisitc. even were it not for guldan if he was fighting to save his people he'd willingly fight the humans if they tried to stop them. It was great seeing them touch on the idea of the fel infused orcs with Medivh's ability to create spells that specifically target them. Oh and geeze his whole arch. the actor and directing i think did a great job of showing him struggling to do as much as he could to help the alliance against the orcs. He seemed addled, like he was losing it or on drugs but you find out it is really because the fel is taking hold of him. thats what was great about the last guardian is the whole Inner monster storyline. Betrayal of one's self and all that. And it showed the variety in the orcs, yes you had dark ones who embraced the pillage too, and its a shame that the campfire scene "but you're...Green" scene didnt make it. Kadgar, did a good job with the whole "he's smart enough to notice when his 'betters' are wrong but he's young and inexperienced and doesnt know how to assert himself" was great.  Its funny cus some didnt like he didnt age, but far as i can tell nothing in warcraft even addressed that. Like he mentions once or twice in the book and in click dialogue that it sucks losing his childhood but there is no angst about it. you wouldnt know he's only in his 40s now. Even his little cinematic before legion focused on him taking up the mantle of the guardian.

And then there are the improvements it made. Rise of the Horde was good but they didnt have time to have the 'non fel orcs being around fel turn slightly green', so it was a good choice to have that dynamic visual change. Lothar's son arc i think gave him more of a personal reason to be invested in this other than "defense of our nation". And it kinda sucks in the original narrative that stormwind just kinda got its butt kicked. I'm sure it will still fall but it will be nice to see more effort put into it. And goodness we actually got to see varian's mother? and she was an important part of the story? she was an interesting character and had influence and was crucial to getting garona on their side. Speaking of , Garona by herself is the best change and alone makes this movie better than the original. She is a product of love, the first human/orc couple, presumably when Medivh was first exploring Draenor. And not a tool created by rape? Its so great that this shitty aspect of the story generated from the naive creator's idea of womens place in stories, was rewritten. Oh i'd be the first to say it wasnt malicious. but between Kerrigan and Sylvannas and Garona, heck this attitude exists today. That a man's humanity comes from his family, that he is violent emotionless and a killer but a wife brings out his peace and children his humanity . so the worst thing that can happen to him is his family is killed, thus bringing the beast back. And that for a Woman she is defined by her love of the man, does she reject him or accept him, does she play hard to get or support him? how freely does she give herself to him. And thus the worst thing that can happen to a woman is to have her body violated, and what many guys who grew up in the 70s-90s fantasy era that was the go to story. Woman is violated (in body) and gets her revenge and feels empowered by killing her rapist. while the man is violated by those he LOVES being killed, and empowered by avenging them and finding a new family (or a way to honor the dead ones)

So yea its REALLy awesome that this story rejected that whole farse and said "no, the key behind saving both peoples is a young woman who exists because 2 people from different planets loved each other"

[internationalfandomgirl]

Middle Eastern Comic Con

Characters: Jensen, Jared, Richard, Rob, Misha, Briana, Reader, Jo (OFC)

Word Count: 4,786

Warnings: None

A/N: I am using this as my entry to @dancingalone21 summer escape challenge. I chose Dubai, U.A.E. as my location. I hope you enjoy! This is an AU. No hate to Danneel. I love her and wish her no harm. For the purposes of this fic assume Danneel is perfectly happy with someone else elsewhere. This is unbeta’d all mistakes are my own. I know this is long...it took on a mind of its own. I have also decided that this is going to become the start to a new series called Summer Vacation!

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*This is un-beta’d all mistakes are my own.

**I’ve learned that Tumblr has deleted some of my stories, so I shall start looking to see what else has been deleted so I can repost them as well.

***Gif is not mine

“Whoever thought moving Comic Con to June in Dubai is an idiot,” you muttered to no one as you flopped onto your hotel bed. You flew in this morning to Dubai and were sweating your ass off. You pulled up WTF Weather and laughed at the comment ‘hotter than redneck ass on chili night’ before sighing when you saw that it was 120 degrees at 10 pm. “Seriously, who wants to put hundreds of people together in a convention hall with these temperatures. Last year was beautiful with the temps only being in the 90’s, why on earth did they push the timeline back by two months?” You sip on your drink you mixed from your mini fridge.

You must have fallen asleep watching Friday the 13th as you startled awake. The clock blinked at you 2:07 am in its red letters. “What was that” you ask the room as you hear a scratching at the door. Stretching as you stand you make your way towards the door as you hear scratching and then the door jiggle. “Dude, you can’t even open your hotel room door. I thought you said you weren’t drunk,” you heard a low, but familiar sounding voice. You couldn’t quite place that voice though.

“Can I help you” you exclaimed as you opened the door stopping dead in your tracks.

“What are you doing in my room,” the tall man asked you. He stared at you with piercing green eyes while the man behind him towered over him also peering at you.

“Excuse me, but this is my room. I checked in several hours ago and have been here ever since.” You reached out and took the key from his hand. “You would be in 301, right here,” you say knocking on the door next to you. “My room is 303, you are trying to get in the wrong room.”

“Oh shit. I’m sorry,” the man blushed. “My name is Jensen,” he reaches a hand out to you.

Taking his hand and shaking it, “Jensen Ackles, I know.” Jensen smiles you, “at the moose behind you is Jared Padalecki. I’m Y/N.”

Jensen and Jared both shake your hand. “I hope we didn’t wake you up. This hotel is a little confusing.”

“It’s okay, I didn’t mean to fall asleep that early anyways, I was watching Friday the 13th. I meant to go down to the bar and check out the house band. I loved them when I stayed here last time. Obviously it is too late to do that now,” you shrug starting to close the door.

“Hey,” Jensen puts a hand on your door and smiles at you, “you can come hang with us in my room. The gang is all coming over to have some drinks and relax.”

“The gang,” you question lifting an eyebrow at the guys.

“Yea, all our friends that came for this convention,” Jensen responds. “You in, or what?”

“Sure, I’ll join you, just let me grab my key,” you leave the door for a second reaching back to the table grabbing your keycard. When you return the boys are still standing exactly where they were when you left. “So is the party in your room or are we going to party in the hallway all night?”

“Oh, umm, right,” Jensen blushes a little while putting his key in the door. Pushing the door open he moves aside so Jared could walk in. “After you, Y/N,” he says smiling.

“Thanks, Jensen,” you say as you walk into his room, which looks identical to yours, and you take a seat on one of the beds. Jensen throws the deadlock so the door stays open before sitting next to you on the bed.

“Alcohol is here bitches! Now the party can start,” Briana exclaims walking into the room with Rich and Rob following behind her. “Oh, we have a new friend I see,” she says noticing you sitting on the bed next to Jensen.

“Guys, this is Y/N. Jen just tried to break into her room. We invited her to join us, that’s okay with you guys, right” Jared addressed the group. He was answered with responses of ‘yea, cool’ and ‘hell yea’s.’ “Y/N, this is…”

“Rich, Rob, and Briana, I know,” you respond laughing at the bitch face you receive from Jared. Jensen throws his head back in laughter.

“I like her,” Briana states with a laugh sitting on the other bed next to Jared while Rich and Rob grab chairs to sit in. “Any time I can get more girl power I will take it!” Briana starts pouring shots and passing them around the room. “To friends, both new and old,” she says holding up her shot before you all throw them back.

Rob looks around the room as Briana and Jared go about pouring drinks, “hey, where’s Misha?” You choke when he says it because you automatically start singing the where’s Misha song in your head. Rob gives you a strange look and you respond with an apologetic one as you play it off like you just swallowed wrong.

“I’m right here you jerks. You left me at the bar when I was in the bathroom,” Misha retorts as the cast laughs at him. He stops in his tracks when he notices you. Tilting his head he says, “you look familiar.”

You smile up at Misha, “the only reason I might look familiar that I can think of would be because I did GISHWHES last year. Maybe you saw one of the photos my team submitted.”

“That’s probably it. What team were you on,” Misha inquired.

A slight blush reaches your face as you answer, “the underbears.”

“I remember that team name! I saw the logo and I couldn’t stop laughing at it. I showed it to you, do you remember that Jens,” Misha asks laughing. Jensen nods his head yes smirking at you as you down the drink Jared hands you.

“Well now that you have embarrassed her, Misha this is Y/N,” Jared says taking your empty glass and pouring you another drink.

“So, Y/N, what brings you to Dubai in this blessed heat,” Richard asks leaning towards you while Misha takes a seat at the foot of the bed.

“I came for ComicCon. I don’t know why they decided to push it back until June though. Summer in the Middle East is intense. Last year it was during spring break so it was more bearable.” You give Jared a smile thanking him as he hands you a new drink.

“Better question,” Rob says taking a drink, “why did you travel all the way to the Middle East for ComicCon? I mean I know the Supernatural family travels far and wide for a Supernatural convention, but not usually a ComicCon as much.”

“Actually, I live in Kuwait. Also, I didn’t know you guys were coming to this. A friend of mine convinced me to go last year, and I had fun so when he asked if I was going to go this year I said sure,” you smiled at the group who all seemed surprised.

“Why do you live in Kuwait? Are you deployed,” Jensen asked you.

“No, I’m a teacher. I spent two years in South America, and now I’m in the Middle East for a while,” you smiled at him. “You don’t really get a lot of extra money on a teacher’s salary, and I love to travel so I figured why not kill two birds with one stone. I’ve had a lot of experiences most people would never have in their lifetimes. People say home is where your heart is, and if that is true my home is the world.” You couldn’t help but smile at the faces of the people surrounding you. Some were shocked, some were impressed, and some were trying to figure out what kind of experiences you have had. “I’ve taught in Kuwait for two years, I am moving to a different school, but staying in Kuwait next school year. I don’t know what I am doing after that.”

“Wow, that is really cool, Y/N,” Jensen smiles at you and bumps into your shoulder. At that moment you phone starts dinging with text messages, “someone is popular.”

“That would be my friend Jo. She is wondering if she can FaceTime with me. Do you guys mind? She will freak out to see I’m hanging out with her idols.” They all agree and you text her telling her it is cool. A moment later your phone rings with a FaceTime call. You answer the call. “Hey Jo! Ummm you need to put on your hijab.”

“Why,” she asks giving you a questioning look.

“Just do it, trust me. Let’s just say I’m with some guys that you will want to meet,” you say excitedly.

“Okay, just give me a moment. You are in Dubai for ComicCon, right?”

“Yep, you are right. I’ve met some pretty awesome people that you are going to love meeting. We are just hanging out in one of the hotel room. Are you ready,” you ask with a smile.

“Okay, you are killing me here girl. Why are you so excited and I feel like you are going Charlie on me,” Jo laugs.

“I’m always your Charlie, Jo,” you say laughing. “Fine, are you ready?” Jo nods eagerly as you turn the phone around to the rest of the room. “Jo, meet Jared, Jensen, Misha, Rich, Rob, and Briana.” The crew all waved at your phone.

“Oh my god! Are you serious right now? How did you meet the cast of Supernatural? I need to hear the entire story start to end right this minute,” Jo exclaims towards you.

“Alright Jo, take a breath,” you laugh at her, “I promise I will give you the full story, but wouldn’t you rather talk to these people? We can talk any day.”

“Yes! Totally! I would love to talk to all of them,” she says happily. You pass your phone to Jared. He gives out a chuckle before smiling at your phone.

“Hey there Jo,” he says as you lean back against the headboard.

“So, who is this Jo, other than a fangirling friend, that is,” Jensen asks leaning back next to you.

“I’ve known Jo for a little over a year now. She is the older sister of one of my former students. We bonded over our nerdiness with different TV shows. She is truly my first friend I made in Kuwait that wasn’t a teacher at some international school or in the choir I was a part of. She is pretty cool. I wish she would have been able to come with me this year.”

“That’s pretty cool. She sounds great. I look forward to talking to her,” he smiles at you.

“Just to warn you, she is definitely a Dean girl,” you smiled.

“My kind of girl,” he winked.

“Here you go Y/N,” Briana said handing you your phone.

“Hey Jo, there is one last person for you to meet. Jo, meet Jensen,” you pulled the phone back a little so that Jensen was filled the screen with you.

“Holy crap! Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” she exclaimed. Jensen smiled before taking your phone and saying hey to Jo.

“So, how, or I guess why did you guys get asked to come to the Middle Eastern Comic Con,” you asked looking around the room. “I mean, I know there are some fans of the show sprinkled throughout the Middle East, but Supernatural really doesn’t really fit with the lifestyle that is expected around here.”

“You know what, I asked the same question,” Jared responded leaning forward a little to take your glass and refill it. “I guess last year there was one fan who talked about the show enough they got other people interested.”

“Yea, I also heard that she bought all of the Supernatural merchandise that was on the convention floor,” Rob added in.

“That’s kind of impressive if you think about it guys,” Rich cuts in, “one person had enough of an influence to gain the show a bunch of interest in an area where that is unlikely and she got enough interest that they wanted us here.”

You blushed at their comments throwing your hands over your face, “oh my god.”

Briana took notice of your movement, “what’s wrong girly?”

“Oh ummm, well, I think I might have been that girl. Last year I walked the floor every day to see what merch I could find. There was one booth that had a couple of those funko pops and I bought them. Am I the reason you guys are here,” you ask looking around the room. They all smile at you with responses of maybe and possibly.

“Here Y/N,” Jensen says handing you your phone.

“Hey Jo, we will talk later okay?” Jo smiles and hangs up.

“So, you are the fan that created enough buzz to get us here huh,” Jensen questions wrapping an arm around your shoulder pulling you to him. “That’s pretty impressive. I’m surprised you aren’t fangirling right now like Jo was just now.” He sent you a wink as he said that last part.

“Well, she didn’t just have you trying to break into her hotel room at two in the morning,” you retort causing the rest of the room to burst into laughter.

“She got you there buddy,” Misha laughed. “I think it is time for me to hit the hay though. We have to be up in a few hours.” The others agreed with Misha saying goodbyes as they head for their rooms.

“I suppose we will be seeing you tomorrow then Y/N,” Jared asks as he gives you a hug goodnight.

“Your chances are pretty good there moose,” you respond causing him to laugh as he says goodnight to Jensen and heads for his own room.

“Umm can I walk you back to your room,” Jensen asks sheepishly.

“You mean the whole ten feet from this bed to my door? Sure Jens, why not.” Your response causes him to smile and place his hand on the small of your back guiding you towards the door. 

“Well, I guess this would be goodnight then,” you say as you step outside his door and right in front of yours.

“Yea, I guess,” he says shyly. “Hey, I’m sorry about trying to break into your room. This setup is a little weird and I really thought it was my room.”

“It’s okay,” you say with a smile. “I know what you mean. I had this same exact room last year and it took me awhile to get used to it. Thanks for inviting me to join you guys tonight. I had a lot of fun. You guys are pretty cool.”

“I’m glad you had fun. I hope you will hang out with us tomorrow.” Jensen leans down and kisses your forehead before handing you your cell phone. “You left this sitting on the bed when you got up,” he smiled at you.

“Thank you. Goodnight Jensen,” you say as you step into your room and shut the door.

“Goodnight, Y/N,” he says as he shuts his door too.

******

You woke up to your phone alerting you to a text. Rubbing your eyes you look at the phone.

You were dressed and just starting to put on some makeup when you heard a knock at the door. Walking to the door you open it smiling. “Good morning Jensen. I’m not quite ready to go. I need five more minutes, but come on in.”

Jensen smiles before giving you a quick hug saying good morning before following you into the bathroom taking a seat on the edge of the bathtub. “You look great Y/N, you really don’t need makeup. You are beautiful just the way you are.”

“Well thank you Jens, but it is a confidence booster for me. I don’t have the best confidence in myself, so this helps me just a bit.” You finish up the last of what you are doing before turning around and smiling at Jensen and walking out of the bathroom picking up your bag on the table next to the door. “Are you ready?” Jensen smiles at you as he stands up gesturing for you to lead the way out of your room.

****

Jensen waited with you in line while you got you pass for the convention before bringing you over to the artist entrance with him. “She’s with me and will be all weekend. Is there a way we can get her a pass so she isn’t stopped from coming with me all weekend,” Jensen asked the gate agent. The agent smiled and told Jensen he would see what he could do. Placing his hand on the small of your back he guides you inside towards the green room. “Good morning everyone,” he greets his castmates with responses the same.

“Hey Y/N, I want to go out on the floor and kind of look around. Would you like to go with me,” Jared asked you smiling.

“Yea, sure. By now most of the vendors should be set up and ready to go. That could be fun,” you respond.

The two of you were walking around the floor when you both heard a screech behind you. “Oh my god it is you!” The two of you turned around to see a young women at a merch booth who was most certainly fangirling. Jared lets out a little chuckle before smiling and walking up to the booth.

“Hi, I’m Jared.” He smiled and held out his hand to the girl.

“I know who you are,” she smiles at him and shakes her hand. “I actually was slightly fangirlilng over her,” she says pointing at you.

“What,” you question smiling at her. Jared smirks looking down at you and throws an arm around your shoulders.

“You are the girl that came asking me about Supernatural merch last year. That night I went online and watched four episodes. I was hoping you would come back around near the booth for the last day of the convention, but I never saw you. I then went on to watch the entire series, or at least what I could find of it. I watched seasons 1-11 twice since last year. I have two more episodes left of season 12 to watch still tonight before the panel tomorrow. If it wasn’t for you I would have never found the show. I’m hooked now!” She looked at Jared, “It is really cool to meet you too by the way. I’m fangirling over you as well, but when I saw the two of you together I flipped.”

Jared smiled at her, “this is Y/N. She is pretty cool isn’t she.”

You blushed at his comment, “thanks. I’m glad you enjoy the show. I didn’t know I had that much influence on anyone. That is until these guys told me the story of how they were invited here this year.”

“I know a ton of people who got hooked on the show last year after we met you, so it is really thanks to you that they are here. Y/N, would you mind signing this poster for me? I plan to have the cast sign it tomorrow when they do autographs, but I would like yours as well if that is okay.”

“Ummm sure,” you say hesitantly. Jared chuckles letting you go so you can sign the poster.

“Y/N is famous now huh.” Jensen says walking up to the booth behind you. You turn to give him a smile as you blush.

“Holy cow, you are friends with the entire cast,” the girl asks excitedly.

“Actually we just met yesterday, but yea, I guess you could say that.”

“She is a friend of ours yes,” Jensen says as he pulls you in for a hug.

“That’s so cool! Anyways, I will let you go. Thanks for the autograph Y/N! I look forward to seeing the panel tomorrow guys,” she says waving.

You spend the rest of the day walking around the floor with Jensen and Jared being stopped multiple times by people wanting to talk to you, get your autograph, and gush about Supernatrual.

At the end of the day you were sitting in the green room with the entire cast deciding where to go for the night. “I think Y/N should decide since she knows more about this city than the rest of us,” Jensen says throwing his arm around you. The rest of the cast agreed with his statement.

“Well, the Irish Village is pretty good. Sometimes they have live music too. I’ve only had their appetizers, but all their other food looked and smelled really good.” Everyone agreed and decided to meet in the lobby of the hotel later that evening.

*******

You heard a light knock at your door. Smiling you opened it to find Jensen on the other side. “My don’t you clean up well,” you say to him as you grab your purse and step into the hallway.

“You look mighty fine yourself sweetheart,” he responds and makes your heart flip at him calling you sweetheart. Jensen was sweet, hot as hell, and all around an amazing guy. You found yourself falling for him fast. “Everyone is down in the lobby waiting on us so we should probably get down there before they start making up stories as to why we are the last two down there.

Everyone loved the Irish Village. Drinks were flowing and food was constantly being passed around the table. There was a band playing who recognized the group you were with and asked Rob and Jensen to sing a couple songs with them. You leaned over to Misha, “hey, I’m going to step outside for a minute, I will be right back.” He nodded at you before you walked away.

One outside you walked through the crowd of tables over to the little pond. You smiled as you thought about how crazy this weekend had become. You originally just planned to come to the convention and have a little fun relaxing now that the school year was done. You never expected the cast of Supernatural to be there, let alone try to break into your hotel room and then invite you to hang out with them all weekend. Plus at the convention you had become some sort of celebrity just because you had tried to find Supernatural merch the year prior. You were pulled away from when your thoughts when you heard a low ‘hey’ come up next to you. You turned to see Jensen standing next to you looking at the same pond.

You smiled at him. “Are you okay? Rob and I got back to the table and you were gone. Misha said you stepped outside about ten minutes ago, so I decided to come check on you.”

“Yea, I’m fine. I’m just kind of wrapping my head around everything going on this weekend. It’s been very different than what I was originally expecting is all.”

“Oh, how so,” Jensen asks turning around to sit on the rock you were both standing next to and you follow.

“Well, first of all I had no clue the cast of my favorite show was going to be at this convention. I was not prepared at all for that,” he laughs at that comment. “Then two of my favorite actors try to break into my hotel room,” you throw out three fingers, “then my favorite cast in the entire world invites me to hang out with them the entire weekend so I get to see all the behind the scenes of the convention which is super interesting and finally I’m some sort of celebrity at the convention because I made so many people in a TV show. It’s a little overwhelming compared to what I was expecting, you know?” You turn to face Jensen to see him smirking at you.

“What were you expecting this weekend Y/N,” he asks.

“Well, I was just going to come to town, meet new people at the convention, unwind from a stressful school year, then go back to Kuwait for one more week to prepare my cat for me going back to the States for two months.” You lean into Jensen as he puts his arm around you.

“Well, I for one am glad that I drunkenly tried to get into your hotel room. I like you, Y/N, and I want to keep getting to know you,” he said pulling back a little bit to look at you.

You looked up at him still leaning against him, “I must be dreaming.” At that Jensen leans down and his lips find yours. Your mind explodes. The Jensen Ackles is kissing you. When he pulls away you can’t help but let out a little “wow” which he chuckles at. “Okay, yep, I’m officially dreaming.”

“Well if you are dreaming I am too sweetheart,” he responds. “Seriously though, I would like to keep getting to know you better when you get home, would that be okay?”

“I go back to Kuwait for a week, and then I fly back to the States. I’m staying with my cousin for a week to see her new place but other than that my summer is free.”

“Perfect. We should probably get back inside before everyone starts missing us. Shall we,” he asks holding his hand out to you to help you stand.

*****

The rest of the convention flew by quickly. You spent all of your time with Jensen and the rest of the cast unless they had something for the convention. Even then Jensen would text you whenever he could. It was time for everyone to fly back to their homes and you found yourself at the airport with the rest of the cast. You were behind Jensen in the security line.

“I’m sorry sir, but you can’t have this in your carry-on. There are new TSA rules for direct flights from the Middle East to the USA. This screen is too large,” the security officer said to Jensen holding up his iPad.

“What, when did this become a thing,” Jensen questioned.

“It’s only been in effect for a couple months sir.”

“Well what am I supposed to do? It’s not like I can get it into my checked bag now can I,” Jensen said trying not to sound angry.

“Hey,” you say reaching out to place your hand on his arm smiling. “I can take it. I’m flying to Kuwait. I will be in Texas in a week anyways. Also, I go through Europe on my way home, so that rule doesn’t affect me.”

“You are going to be in Texas in a week,” he questions.

“Yes. I told you I was going to spend my first week back with my cousin. She just moved to some suburb near Dallas. Is that acceptable sir,” you ask the security agent.

“Do you two know each other,” he asks.

“Yes we do,” Jensen says smiling at the man.

“Then that is okay with me. Just make sure you are able to turn the device on when you go through security in the USA ma’am.”

You both smile at the security officer as you grab your carry-on items from the x-ray belt. Jensen pulls you into a hug, “thanks Y/N. I had no clue that was a rule. I guess this means I will get to be seeing you in about a week.”

“Yes, I guess so,” you respond hugging him back.