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You were in Marketing, so tell me, do you think Jensen agreed to Atomic Heart without realizing that there would be a bit of a shit storm, or do you think he and his promo team were good with the shit storm, because bottom line, it's a worldwide game and it gave him huge publicity? I mean, even the haters blaming him for the entire war really doesn't matter, as 99% of people know that is just stupid. Also, controversy about what nationality a dev is, is not going to stop gamers from buying a game. I just can't figure if Jensen stepped into this unaware, or brilliantly chose this to widen his name appeal?
I think Jensen has far better sense of bearing on media than all the people pretending to be upset off of a well known exaggerated review that intentionally warped it.
I think Jensen is fully aware that media everywhere boils down to about one of three money sources, behind just as many proxy screens. I think Jensen is aware you guys read things funded by Russia and PIF every day, or watch shows with them, or networks funded by them every day.
It's that this is all hilarious noise of people with miscellaneous agendas, and other people reacting to them inflating their importance.
Jensen is fully aware, just like every other actor in the history of ever, he's going to work down the money pipe of one of several major influencing political forces, if not multiple or all of them at the same time, and that's just how it fucking works, and this fandom really needs to wrap their head around it.
It's xenophobia, fam. Someone saw "Russian" and went digging immediately for "dirty money." And if you dig in media enough you will always find it. This is actually more "media welfare" dogwhistling, in Russian font. breaking news, game developer uses locally available funding systems to create game, more at 11.
Jensen knew that people would react to agendas and dogwhistles and that it wouldn't matter a goddamn thing or negatively impact his career, just that narcissists would waste energy yelling about it feeling like they're doing something.
Listen, I support Ukraine, but you're a fucking goof if you think this is about Ukraine. Even if you're Ukrainian, I'm sorry. Half your fucking TV still is probably Russian funded. Stop picking and choosing things to pretend to be mad about when there's a shiny actor's face attached to fight about. If you're gonna be pissed about this shit, fix it at the root, don't attack the small developers that have the sin of Existing In A Country.
I think Jensen was happy to be a shooter bicon rebelling in silent LGBTQ undertones to lead more Russians to his content, and that everyone fucked up the developer happy to do that, and made them give away all their profits.
The game dev giving all their profits to Ukraine should have ended this. You guys aren't here for truth or social justice or even Ukraine, you guys are here to argue about shit until the horse has been beaten into glue. People WANT this studio to die for NO good reason beyond the fact that some idiot convinced them it needs to, and they will not stop beating this fucking horse until they get what they convinced themselves is right.
If you are still talking about this thinking it has any meaningful bearing, I regret to inform you, you as a person are extremely succeptible to propaganda.
Thank you! What a nice coincidence though :D
And I guess I was lucky today. Not only I stumbled over this post. I also found this youtube video:
https://youtu.be/R7dHN3aMN1E
And the first 5 minutes of it explains A LOT. Never was in all that celebrity stuff, even my homelands ones. So. No idea how it may work on the inside. What is seen as normal and most widespread.
But this? I never expected something like this. Why would they encourage this spoiled child behavior in their leads? It already more often than not comes to lead actors/actresses naturally.
That is so disappointing and frustrating to suddenly find out that things we all are used to work wrong at their core.
It breaks my heart every single time to find this things normalized and integrated. And the scariest thing is - no one cares to try and change it. It always takes so much courage to stand up against old and harmful systems even when they are obviously flawed.
This ladies and gentlemen, and everyone else, are the people who wrote off Dean and Castiel in the most disrepectful way. You wonder why? Roll the video. You see nothing wrong with these clips? Ohā¦ i feel sorry for you. If you honestly think these people love and respect both Jensen but especially MishaĀ you are in the wrong. I am sorry but ājokesā and āfunnyā has its barriers. And the way Misha was treated all these years, the example above being only one from many, is just utterly disrespectful. For someone who works as hard as Jensen and Jared you are telling me this is the attitude he deserves? Saying he is ānot as high qualityā as the āduoā of the show? Iām sorry but i cannot and will not have any respect for these kind of people.
Jensen Ackles and Misha Collins didnāt deserve this kind of attitude.
Exactly. The funny thing is if Misha is indeed constantly the butt of the joke he may he seen as an easy pray for others.
I'm not a fan, I rarely even watch panels or anything, but I'm a psychology student.
And it always bothered me how Misha is subdued by almost anyone else he is doing panel with despite being emotional and open person. From what I saw he is most comfortable with Alex out of all of them.
And all those stories about pranks and jokes, and how at the beginning Jensen and Jared were cold towards him despite pranking him even then. It may have lead to genuine friendships between the three of them, yeah, but it may have some side effects. Like Midha being seen as less by some people.
And the way he is being treated in this video? It is PSYCHOLOGICAL ABUSE, you hear me?! That is exactly what abuse looks like! Oh, it is really casual for everyone there, yeah, but it is exactly the point! What makes it worse is that the abuser(s?) are in position of literal power. That is how gaslighting works, for god's sake.
This ladies and gentlemen, and everyone else, are the people who wrote off Dean and Castiel in the most disrepectful way. You wonder why? Roll the video. You see nothing wrong with these clips? Ohā¦ i feel sorry for you. If you honestly think these people love and respect both Jensen but especially MishaĀ you are in the wrong. I am sorry but ājokesā and āfunnyā has its barriers. And the way Misha was treated all these years, the example above being only one from many, is just utterly disrespectful. For someone who works as hard as Jensen and Jared you are telling me this is the attitude he deserves? Saying he is ānot as high qualityā as the āduoā of the show? Iām sorry but i cannot and will not have any respect for these kind of people.
Jensen Ackles and Misha Collins didnāt deserve this kind of attitude.
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Glen Powell is so Jensen-coded
Jensen Ross Ackles, you know what to do. You already did it with The Winchesters.
don't give me hope.......
I donāt mean to be that person, but people are thirsty af on Tumblr and Iām not sure how ro feel about it. I mean like, they just be letting their sexual desires and the āhoeā in them come out over celebrity and fictional men. I feel like Iāve entered fandom hell and heaven at the same time.
Rant time of the day.
So , I was running late to pick up this Lady that I babysit kidās and I had to pick up one of her kids at the field house because she has practice for a sport there. I told her that I would be running twenty minutes late at first and sheās like and i quote āthatās not good.ā I was hoping sheād atleast understand because you know, life. Because of that, I was like, okay Iāll be there in ten minutes then and hope I donāt run over anyone tonight because Iāll be flying. I typed in where I thought I was going to go and I was like okay, I should be there in about four minutes. I told her that and sheās like okay. So I go to where Google Maps tells me to go and then I was like, Iām in the dark and Iām by a bunch of apartments, this doesnāt look right. She calls with her daughter on the line and I was like i think iām here, but Iām having trouble finding where itās and sheās like, just look up the fieldhouse, they should have it on Google. I was like, okay. I unknowingly was like okay and then looked it up, turns out I went the wrong place and it was going to take me atleast six more minutes than Iād promised her. So I was like, okay; Iāll just need to drive really fast. Mind you, this was like at 7 at night and where I live is very dark at night-youāll need to know that for later reference. So I go over to the actual destination. To make a long rant short, she kept calling me and asking if I was there yet, while I was driving. I mean, this lady had no chill. I was like chill out and calm down, Iāll pick up your kid when I pick up your kid. Im not going to abandon her like some idiot. I keep following where Maps was taking me and she like literally calls five minutes later and is like where the heck are you? Youāre now going to be late to pick up so and soā¦ and you need to plan ahead when youāre picking up children. I was like I know Iām sorry and life just gout in the way and I really canāt control that. I didnāt say that to her, it I was like Iām sorry. And so I keep driving around this dark area and hope I donāt hit anyone, all the while while Iām talking to her and sheās like gettin impatient with me, like really impatient with me. I even told her I was following Google maps and telling her it was telling me I was three minutes away and I even told her what freaking street I was on. Then sheās like and very rudely, I might add just go to the high school, can you do that? Drive to the High School. I was like, okay I can do that. So I drive to the high school because I at least know where that is in the dark corner of the town. I drive over there, but I donāt know how to get to the field house because I saw it(finally). Also, this lady is horrible at describing things and telling people where things are, so that was partly the reason why it was hard to figure out where the field house was. She never said anything about the field house being on school property and was all like itās across from the high school. So I literally thought it was across from the high school. Also, again, Google maps was leading me somewhere entirely different. At this moment, I was like maybe ten minutes late picking up her daughter and she was being no freaking help and getting frustrated with me. Anyways, I go into school parking lot and I wait at the front. She freaking calls again and is like are you there yet? I was like, Iām in the parking lot, but like I canāt see her. Then she had the audacity to be like in a rude way go inside and go get her. Sheās not going to know that youāre outside. That caught me off guard and then she started saying all these other things to me and at that moment, I was just ready to give up and tell this sassy and stuck up lady that I was done and she can pick up her own freaking child. Like atleast she should be grateful that Iām taking time out of my day to pick up your child who is probably spoiled because of you. I park and go inside and knock on the gym door because atleast they could help me a little better. A guy comes out and I was like, do you know how I get to the field house?
He didnāt really know, but if he could remember from previous times, there was a road that led to it and then he told me it was really new. That caught me off guard because she didnāt tell me and I had this thought that the reason why maps was leading me a different way because maybe they hadnāt updated the address to the NEW field house yet. That kind of made me frustrated and I was already frustrated because she was yelling at me and calling me every five minutes to see if I picked up her kid yet and the things she yelled at me were not very nice.
I literally broke down in front of this guy and told him about how I was going to be late to pick up someone. Atleast he had the compassion to tell me that he hopes my night gets better and I was like thanks. Anyways; after a few minutes of driving around trying to find a road in this dark area, I finally find a road and just go with it. She calls me a few more times and I just ignore it because Iām done dealing with her right now and sheās not helping me feel better about anything at all at this point.
I pick up the daughter and we finally pick up the son. While like back at the situation, all Iām thinking now is why couldnāt she just send her daughterās number over SO HER DAUGHTER could give me instructions on where itās actually at. That night too, to ease the pain on the children( I bought them McDonaldās with a card I had no money on. All the while, I kept thinking about the situation and it was just bad. I have never had anyone, except my mom get mad at me the way she did. Like she was treating me very disrespectfully and saying all these terrible things to me and making me feel stupid, when alone the place was dark and maps and wasnāt leading me the same way. It was a really bad night for me. I quit that job today and told her that my work basically needed me to start working on Fridays which is the day she usually has me watch her kids and that I couldnāt watch her kids anymore.
I literally donāt need that negative energy ever time she gets āa littleā stressed(her words, not mine. Her: I was just a little stressed. Me: a little???? Girlā¦.) in my life at the moment. Like Iām already stressed enough trying to get my Bachelors in Elementary Education, working one job and trying to find another job and working for Uber and Lyft just trying to make ends meet as it is and I have to pay freaking bills. I donāt need some stuck, blonde(forgive me. Iām not saying all blond haired people are mean. She particularly was.) haired crazy person to make me feel more stressed either. I also get it, when it comes to your kids, you want the best, but getting frustrated and getting mad at someone because youāre late picking up their kids and they arenāt doing it the way you want it is pretty ungrateful. Atleast I wasnāt going to abandon them and itās not like I was just going to leave them there. They can wait for a little while while I try to find the place they are at so I can actually pick them up. When I was young, I had to wait like forty minutes or longer for my mom to pick me up because she was a registered nurse and let me tell you something, I lived and I turned out just fine and grateful even that my mom even picked me up. My mom is strict and sometimes when we missed the bus, she wouldnāt even pick us up and because she worked so much,sometimes she would forget and we had to find our own rides. Atleast your daughter didnāt have to find her own ride and knew exactly that I was picking her up.
She just made me mad and frustrated. Also, she has kids in their senior year of high school and you would think that she wouldnāt need a babysitter anymore for her younger ones because her older kids can watch them, but no. She lets her older kids do whatever the heck they want and theyāre all out until atleast 11 to 13 almost every night doing heaven knows what, while I stay home and watch her younger kids and the house is always a mess when I come to watch her kids and she not only expects me to watch her kids, but freaking clean up after them too. These kids are old enough to clean up after themselves and Iām expected to clean up after them. They are between the ages of seven and fourteen. When I was six, my mom made me clean up after myself and if I didnāt, sheād spank me and show me some good, hard lovinā. Did. I mention most of her kids talk back to her too and she lets them? If I talked back to my mom, I would get slapped. Thatās what I meant by her kid being spoiled. It makes me wonder if her parents spoiled her when she was a kid to act out and lash at me the way she did. Anyways, sorry for the rant.
Also, nothing against white people, but since this sour moment with her in my life, she gave me the impression that a bunch of white people are superficial, but like they get mad easily and donāt have patience at all. Tell me Iām wrong. I hate having that biased notion. (If you didnāt guess, sheās white.) Because of this, the years that I spent and built up my trust in white people had crumbled and itās kind of hard for me to trust white people again and look at them as an equal, like I used to. I really hope people are understanding and donāt take that last sentence the wrong way.(For anyone asking, Im apart of The Indigenous American tribe, called The Navajo Tribe/DinĆ© Tribe)
Also, Iām back! And Iām writing again!!!!
I NEED THIS TO HAPPEN NOW!!!!
just a handsome green eyed glen powell in greenā¦ and seriously i need him and jensen ackles to play brothers in a movie or something. xD scruffy texan brothers with green/hazel eyes.
Spiraling(Prologue)(A D.W Romance Fanfic)
Summary: Natalia Rosegringer is a struggling college student who works in hometown bookstore. She is a good Christian girl that focuses on her studies and never misses church. She has a secret though. Her family are witches who come from an ancient bloodline of Royal Witches. Because of this bloodline, she is given special abilities that were long ago helpful to the world before people became scared of witches and the witch trials. Natalia's particular special ability is that she has dreams that foretell the future and she can heal anyone with a touch of her hand or a feel of her singing voice. She doesn't know about all this though and wonders why she is having dreams about a handsome man with pitch black eyes, in an old house every night...
Featuring: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Bobby Singer, Jo Harvelle, Baby The Impala, Ellen Harvelle, Rowena Macleod, Castiel, Jack Kline and TBC...
Prologue:
Sometimes, sitting on your computer and writing out your problems is all you can do. Sometimes, it's just better to ruin things and get your anger out and done with too... - Natalia Rosegringer
It's almost 12 am and I'm still working on applying for scholarships to apply for school. I literally had no money and no way to pay for the college that I wanted to go to. Also, not to mention that I did not have great grades either and failed a few of my previous classes either. Life was hard sometimes and sometimes I didn't want to live it, but then sometimes life could be really sweet and make me feel like I was winning. It was a love-hate relationship and I just didn't know when to end it... or maybe I just didn't want to.
I looked up from my computer screen and looked at the sign that my aunt gave me for my birthday about two years ago(I think...). The words were written in different fonts. It basically said "When Life gets too hard to stand, kneel." Well I'll be honest with you. Sometimes it felt like God was not hearing my prayers or either he did, but maybe I had to learn something.
I looked back at my computer screen and sighed epically. I was done and I was ready to go to sleep. I turned my computer off and closed the lid. Then I got up and and walked to where my phone was. There were two messages. One from Grant and the other was from my friend, Sam. I pressed on the one from Sam.
Sam: Are you still up? Wanna go out and do something crazy?"
I smiled at the messaged. Sam was always asking if I wanted to do something crazy, like my life wasn't crazy enough. I guess there was just not enough craziness in his life, so he had to jump into mine. I looked at the little, brown analog clock that sat on my little cabinet. The little hand pointed between the intricately scribbled twelve and one, while the large hand pointed just a few centimeters away from the five, indicating that it was now 12:10 am. I didn't have anything to do tomorrow besides church, but I'd hate to sleep in and miss though. It was Easter Sunday tomorrow and that would mean that there would be great messages in store.
After a moment or two of thinking, I typed out my reply.
Natalia: Sorry, can't do something crazy tonight. I have church tomorrow.
Sam immediately replied back.
Sam: Sad... :(
I decided to leave him on read and put my phone on the charger and set it on my little cabinet by the little, brown analog clock. I really needed to get some rest for tomorrow.
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There were trees everywhere. Each was very creepy looking and looked like old, boney hands that were going to reach out and grab me. There was a mud covered path that I noticed I was walking on, leading to somewhere I did not know. I looked around and saw a blood filled sky with stars that shone as bright as noon day. The moon was red and it honestly looked like a goth scene in a movie. I kept walking until I found an old yellow house.
The paint was stripping off the old house, which made it look even scarier. Red and yellow eyes were peering out of the windows, watching me like hawks hunting their prey. There was one window that stood out in particular though. This room was lit up and inside it peered a man in red flannel. His eyes were not normal. What should have been a human color for eyes was replaced with pitch black darkness.
The man looked at me and smiled a beautiful smile. I didn't know what to do, but just stand in my place. Even though this man was very creepy, he was very captivating too. There was just something about him. A type of beauty you couldn't find anywhere else.
He was handsome, I'll admit, but why would he even look at someone like me?
The man looked away from me and turned around. As soon as he did so, the light burst from somewhere. I assumed he walked out, now leaving an empty room that was just as black as his eyes now. I didn't know where he went or what he was going to do. For some odd reason, I was still thinking about his beauty and the way he smiled at me. It wasn't a smile that had any intentions that he was going to murder. No, instead there was warmth and love behind that smile. Like somehow he was going to save me, but how could a man with black eyes save me?
I heard footsteps signaling that someone was walking towards me. Hard footsteps could be heard through the air. I knocked myself out of my trance and looked to where the sound was coming from. My eyes came to a stop at the old house. The man in the window was now walking towards me, but as he did so his features began to change and so did everything around him. The sky was no longer red, the moon no longer black, the house began to clean itself up, the trees began to straighten up and grow leaves and the creatures' eyes began to vanish.
The scene began to come together and become a beautiful dream. In the place of the moon was a golden sun and big, fluffy clouds replaced the stars. The leaves on the trees were now a beautiful, dark green with pink and red flowers adorning them, crowning them with all their glory. The house was now a beautiful, yellow house that was adorned with beautiful finishing pieces. The man... The man was still handsome, but now he had forest green eyes that sparkled in the sun. I could see him clearer now. he had freckles scattered across his lovely face and red danced across his cheeks. He also had pink, plump lips that looked as soft as pillows. I personally wanted to reach out and touch them, but my body wouldn't move to do so. His hair was a beautiful burgandy brown that shone in the sunlight to signal that it was healthy. I sighed and continued to look at him. He was a lovely dream now.
He stopped in front of me and smiled. Then he reached up and touched my cheek, carressing it ever so slowly and gently. A slow burn I would definitely say. He then smiled and showed those beautiful, pearly white teeth.
There was a pause
Then he did the unthinkable.
His lips pressed to mine.
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End of the Prologue! Hope you all enjoyed!
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Ask me something!!! Iām bored....