This is not the RPS you're looking for...
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errant_janeSo, it went down something like this:
Kassie: You should write Misha fic.
Me: Meh, I dunno. I feel a little uncomfortable about writing RPS. Especially since Misha knows how to work the internets, apparently.
Kassie: Oh, WOT? Here's his twitter.
*time passes*
Me: So, I was mentally composing Misha fic to amuse myself today.
Kassie: Do tell.
Me: *writes fic in chat*
Kassie: Excellent
Me: Except that I'm not going to write it.
Kassie: Except for the part where you totally just did?
Me:...
In conclusion, these are my Jared, Jensen and Misha-shaped OC's, right? None of this is true stories I'm telling. All for funsies. /disclaimer
Jensen says "Do Unto Others, even though you know they won't believe a word you say." But still, he carries more credibility than Rosenbaum, right?
***
When Jensen tells Rosenbaum about the premise of his new show and who his new costar is, Mike laughs and says, "There'll be gay porn about you on the internet within hours of the pilot."
When Jensen says, "We're brothers!" Mike just laughs harder.
So he feels it his duty when Misha joins the cast to warn him.
Misha says, "I'm playing an angel."
Jared and Jensen both laugh and say "Wincest" at the same time. He'll learn. How he handles it will determine his mettle. Trial by fire. It's the Supernatural way.
Jensen claps him on the shoulder and says, "Welcome to the Dollhouse."
***
Misha is good at getting what he wants. Just as soon as he figures out what that is.
***
Misha likes working in Vancouver. He likes the area, but he also likes just about everything about Supernatural. He likes the cast, the crew, the story. Everyone clearly loves being a part of it and Misha is no exception. He is not immune to that level of joy and goodwill.
So, in short, he decides he wants to be a regular.
Generally speaking, most people would consider this as something that is up to the people in charge. But Misha is pretty good about getting what he wants. He just figures out what he needs to do to get it, and then does that. This modus operandi has served him well so far and he sees no reason why it shouldn't work now.
As a matter of habit, he mentally runs through the "How will you get what you want" conversation. The voice asking the questions is inevitably his mother's. It goes something like this:
What is your goal?
To become a cast regular.
What does it take to achieve this goal?
Since he knows that Supernatural pays an unprecedented amount of attention to the fans' feedback, his answer to that is: I need the fans to like me.
What steps do you need to take to make that happen?
...He's not actually sure about that one. Besides being his normally awesome self, anyway.
Who would know?
Jared and Jensen, most likely.
Well, what are you waiting for?
Misha sighs. It is far too early in the morning and he still has to get dressed and get to the set. Not for the first time, he thinks it's unfortunate that the prerequisite to most of his world domination plans is putting on pants.
***
Misha needs a plan. Jared is eager to help. This is worrisome to everyone, as well it should be.
***
It had taken Misha about three hours on set that first day to decide that in order to ingratiate himself with the show's leads, he needed to act like a total dick. He starts by ordering them around, telling them to get him coffee and such. He answers their smartass responses by calling them Philistines. They think he's hilarious, and just like that, he's in.
Maybe not in in. Jared and Jensen have been doing this awhile, and the primary club membership is set at two. They have layers and layers of inside jokes that Misha can't even hope to excavate. He's pretty sure most of the time that he doesn't want to.
Case and point:
"Play him gay," Jared says. "Like rainbows in a techno dance club gay. Like sparkly pink unicorns gay. Like, um. What else is really gay?"
"Your face?" Jensen asks blandly.
"Your face," Jared says and continues without missing a beat. "Gay like Jensen's masturbatory fantasies. So, y'know. Really really gay."
Misha narrows his eyes. "Is there something I should know about, or is this some sort of fixation with you guys?"
"If you gay it, they will come. So to speak," Jared says somewhat cryptically.
Jensen sighs and tells Jared, "Send him some links."
The amount of enthusiasm Jared shows at the prospect of this is both unholy and more than a little frightening. Misha may be new, but he's been around long enough now to know this about Jared. Which is to say, it's apparent almost immediately.
Genevieve picks right then to show up and say, "What are we talking about?"
Jared waggles his eyebrows. "Misha wants the fans to love him."
"Good luck. They already hate me," she says.
"You're a girl," Jared points out, slinging his arm around her shoulder. "And you're fucking Sam. They will never ever ever like you. Effigies burning as we speak."
"Thanks." Genevieve rolls her eyes, but smiles. "I know who to come to if I need to be knocked down a peg."
"Any time, babe," Jared smarms.
In the end, Misha makes the mistake of giving Jared his email address and Jared spams Misha's inbox with a bunch of links that... Well, to say they alter Misha's worldview is a bit much, perhaps. But, really, how did he never know this existed?
He throws himself into researching this whole "slash" phenomenon with the OCD enthusiasm that he always shows research. This is one of the secrets to Misha's success: When he geeks out, he geeks out hard.
In the end, he concludes that he hasn't ever heard of fandom and slash because he has never really gotten into genre shows. Sure, he might go see the new Star Trek movie, but all in all, it's never really been his thing. He's more the guy who will lose days at a time to the History Channel. Maybe some Adult Swim.
"O brave new world that has such people in it," he mutters to himself.
***
Misha makes a plan. A really, really gay plan, but a plan nonetheless.
***
The next day on the set, Misha tells Jared and Jensen, "I've decided that Castiel is going to fall in love with Dean."
He tells Jensen because, well, he's good enough to pull it off on his own, but Jensen's cooperation would be helpful. He tells Jared mostly because Jared's standing there, and honestly? He gets kind of a kick out of how amused Jared is by it all.
"So you're intentionally going to play your character gay," Jensen asks. His amusement is a more muted version of Jared's.
Misha wants to explain that it's not so much gay, since he's an angel and all. But he feels vaguely douchey talking about deep character motivations and such when it's not PR related, so he just says, "Yeah. Pretty much. You in?"
"Like Flynn." Jensen rubs his hands together and smiles and Misha thinks that the people who consider Jared the more devious of the two are dead wrong. Jensen's just way more subtle.
It goes something like this:
Jared is kind of like a gigantic clumsy puppy that will completely destroy your shit, and you want to get mad, but he's just sitting there all floppy and ridiculously pleased with the left shoe from one of your favorite pairs in his mouth, all but completely destroyed and you think, "Well, okay."
Jensen is the like the cat that owns that puppy (even though he's half the puppy's size), and pretty much everything else he sees in that way where he's aware of his power, and thus doesn't feel the need to exert it over you most of the time. So, you find yourself pleased to be owned by a cat, until you find the dead bunny that he left on the rug. And you're vaguely disturbed even though you remember reading somewhere that it's actually a sign of affection, and when he rubs against your leg you forget that about the whole thing, and the cat ends up sleeping on the bed between your legs while the puppy is locked in the garage.
Misha blinks and thinks that his analogy has gotten away from him somehow.
That happens sometimes.
***
Jared is totally that guy. This comes as a surprise to no one.
***
Misha starts turning up the intensity in his scenes with Jensen, and if he thought the show was fun before, he's having a fucking blast now. Jensen's response is more than Misha could have hoped for, and he's pretty certain they have Kripke's tacit approval in the direction Misha's taking them. The scripts start to reflect it, at any rate.
It is absurdly pleasing when the Castiel communities start popping up, though he tries to avoid reading stories about Castiel. He doesn't want them to affect his performance. Jared, on the other hand, starts reading them with what Misha has mentally dubbed as "frightening Jared glee".
Thus, Misha and Jensen have developed a warning system, in which Jensen warns him, "Jared has been on livejournal" and Misha avoids him for about an hour or so.
He starts deleting Jared's emails right off the bat. They see each other every day, what the fuck does Jared need to email him about?
Misha takes far too long to realize that what he needs to do is fight fire with fire, so he emails Jared a bunch of links about Sam being a whiny little demon-blood-sucking bitchface.
Jared pouts a little, but, oddly enough, despite what seems like an overwhelming amount of Sam hate, the fans love for Jared is unquantifiable, so he doesn't take it personally. The emails stop, which is the main thing.
Until Jared decides to start sending Misha "Jsquared" RPS. He apparently doesn't find anything wrong with sending people porn about himself, which surprises Misha less than it should.
Jared is totally that guy.
As far as Misha can tell, Jared only sends him the links to the stories where Jared tops. He claims that is the only kind available because, "Jensen is such an obvious bottom". It occurs to Misha to wonder why he continues to read the shit Jared sends him. He never finds a suitable answer, nor does he stop reading.
Sometimes, Misha wishes that he could powwow with Jeffrey Dean Morgan, who was there in the beginning. Ask how he handled Jared and Jensen. Well, Jared, mostly. Misha has some ideas on how to handle Jensen. Rather, Jensen doesn't really need handling. Misha sighs at his unruly thoughts. He really does need to stop reading porn about his coworkers.
It is unfortunate for Misha that Jeff has fucked off to be a big movie star. He probably wouldn't be that helpful anyway. Jeff is, after all, more of a grown up than Misha will ever be.
***
Misha decides that Castiel is not the only deity-like figure around, and Genevieve does some pwnage of her own.
***
After awhile, Misha decides that maybe genre television is the way to go. Sure, the fans seem to reach new levels of crazy on a daily basis, but they are also enthusiastic and loyal as hell.
He feels sort of like a god, which appeals to his inner megalomaniac.
"Inner?" Jared asks when he tells his costars this.
Misha pats him on the chest and says, "First against the wall when the revolution comes, my friend."
Jared slaps his hand away. "Depends on whose revolution comes first."
"Well, if we're speaking in terms of coming first, my money's on Jared," Jensen says with a straight face.
"Says the only man who would know both Jared and Misha's habits."
They turn in unison to look at Genevieve, who appears very pleased with herself indeed.
"I believe this round goes to the lady," Misha finally says with an elaborate bow.
Jared snorts. "Lady, my ass."
Genevieve smiles easily. "Someday, Padalecki, I'm really going to beat the shit out of you."
"Darlin', you can--" Jared stops and frowns.
Misha turns a questioning look to Jensen, who smiles and crosses his arms over his chest. He tilts his head and says, "He's trying to figure out a way to make that dirty."
"Fascinating." Misha turns back to watch Jared, mimicking Jensen's pose.
"Whatever." Jared grins and shrugs. He points at Jensen and Misha and says, "Your face. Your face." Then he turns to Genevieve and says, "See you later for our regularly scheduled dry-humping?" He leaves without waiting for an answer.
"We're filming a scene," Genevieve says by way of an explanation.
Jensen shrugs. "Whatever you need to tell yourself. I always just say he's drunk."
"Wait, he's drunk when he dry-humps you?" Misha asks. "Does it make me special that I get my dry-humping as soon as we get here in the morning?"
"Only if he brushes his teeth," Jensen says.
Genevieve looks at them and says, "I really can't decide which one of you guys is more fucked in the head."
"It's Misha."
"That's true," Misha cheerfully agrees.
As Genevieve walks away, Misha turns to Jensen and says, "I think that maybe I’m going to refer to myself in the third person for awhile."
Jensen nods. "Fair enough."
***
Misha makes good on his third person promise. Also, Chuck Norris has nothing on Misha Collins. Neither does Dean Winchester, no matter what he tells you.
***
At some point, Jensen sent Misha "Dean Winchester Facts", which saddened Misha a little because, with Castiel being deity-like already, the Facts aren't quite adaptable to his character.
He feels a little silly for not coming up with "Misha Collins Facts" sooner. The next day, in between takes, he tells Jensen, "Misha Collins didn't intern for the White House, the White House interned for Misha Collins."
Later, at lunch, he tells Jared, "Misha Collins spent three months in a Buddhist Monastery in Tibet. He left upon attaining enlightenment."
While he and Genevieve watch Jared and Jensen's scene, he casually mentions, "Misha Collins can do the "Walkaround" sitting down."
Jared comes up to him while he is in make-up and says, "Are you going to start referring to yourself in the third person all the time now?"
"Perhaps," Misha replies. "Misha Collins is enjoying himself."
Jared doesn't realize he's just thrown down the gauntlet. In front of witnesses, even. Misha cannot let that go unanswered, so for the next month he walks around on the set talking about himself in third person. He also stops answering to anything but "Castiel" or "Misha Collins"
Jared tries to out-stubborn Misha on this. He dogs Misha's steps, all, "Hey, Misha! Misha Misha Misha! Hey, Misha! Can you hear me? I'm standing right next to you! Misha Misha Misha PANTS!"
Misha responds by stealing all of Jared's hair products, which is really quite the undertaking, considering the normal state of Jared's hair.
Misha Collins' will is not to be ignored.
Jensen gets away with calling him "Cas". No one else is allowed such liberties. Misha isn't even sure why he allows Jensen them, except that every once in awhile, Jensen will give him this smile that says, "I'm so in on this, and totally on your side."
Misha thinks that he would have many problems if people knew what a pushover he actually is. But perhaps this soft spot is more Jensen-centric. He's not sure which possibility is more worrisome.
TBC. I guess it's more of a universe thing. Snippets and pieces to follow at my whims. Or Kassie's, as the case may be.
Kassie: You should write Misha fic.
Me: Meh, I dunno. I feel a little uncomfortable about writing RPS. Especially since Misha knows how to work the internets, apparently.
Kassie: Oh, WOT? Here's his twitter.
*time passes*
Me: So, I was mentally composing Misha fic to amuse myself today.
Kassie: Do tell.
Me: *writes fic in chat*
Kassie: Excellent
Me: Except that I'm not going to write it.
Kassie: Except for the part where you totally just did?
Me:...
In conclusion, these are my Jared, Jensen and Misha-shaped OC's, right? None of this is true stories I'm telling. All for funsies. /disclaimer
Jensen says "Do Unto Others, even though you know they won't believe a word you say." But still, he carries more credibility than Rosenbaum, right?
***
When Jensen tells Rosenbaum about the premise of his new show and who his new costar is, Mike laughs and says, "There'll be gay porn about you on the internet within hours of the pilot."
When Jensen says, "We're brothers!" Mike just laughs harder.
So he feels it his duty when Misha joins the cast to warn him.
Misha says, "I'm playing an angel."
Jared and Jensen both laugh and say "Wincest" at the same time. He'll learn. How he handles it will determine his mettle. Trial by fire. It's the Supernatural way.
Jensen claps him on the shoulder and says, "Welcome to the Dollhouse."
***
Misha is good at getting what he wants. Just as soon as he figures out what that is.
***
Misha likes working in Vancouver. He likes the area, but he also likes just about everything about Supernatural. He likes the cast, the crew, the story. Everyone clearly loves being a part of it and Misha is no exception. He is not immune to that level of joy and goodwill.
So, in short, he decides he wants to be a regular.
Generally speaking, most people would consider this as something that is up to the people in charge. But Misha is pretty good about getting what he wants. He just figures out what he needs to do to get it, and then does that. This modus operandi has served him well so far and he sees no reason why it shouldn't work now.
As a matter of habit, he mentally runs through the "How will you get what you want" conversation. The voice asking the questions is inevitably his mother's. It goes something like this:
What is your goal?
To become a cast regular.
What does it take to achieve this goal?
Since he knows that Supernatural pays an unprecedented amount of attention to the fans' feedback, his answer to that is: I need the fans to like me.
What steps do you need to take to make that happen?
...He's not actually sure about that one. Besides being his normally awesome self, anyway.
Who would know?
Jared and Jensen, most likely.
Well, what are you waiting for?
Misha sighs. It is far too early in the morning and he still has to get dressed and get to the set. Not for the first time, he thinks it's unfortunate that the prerequisite to most of his world domination plans is putting on pants.
***
Misha needs a plan. Jared is eager to help. This is worrisome to everyone, as well it should be.
***
It had taken Misha about three hours on set that first day to decide that in order to ingratiate himself with the show's leads, he needed to act like a total dick. He starts by ordering them around, telling them to get him coffee and such. He answers their smartass responses by calling them Philistines. They think he's hilarious, and just like that, he's in.
Maybe not in in. Jared and Jensen have been doing this awhile, and the primary club membership is set at two. They have layers and layers of inside jokes that Misha can't even hope to excavate. He's pretty sure most of the time that he doesn't want to.
Case and point:
"Play him gay," Jared says. "Like rainbows in a techno dance club gay. Like sparkly pink unicorns gay. Like, um. What else is really gay?"
"Your face?" Jensen asks blandly.
"Your face," Jared says and continues without missing a beat. "Gay like Jensen's masturbatory fantasies. So, y'know. Really really gay."
Misha narrows his eyes. "Is there something I should know about, or is this some sort of fixation with you guys?"
"If you gay it, they will come. So to speak," Jared says somewhat cryptically.
Jensen sighs and tells Jared, "Send him some links."
The amount of enthusiasm Jared shows at the prospect of this is both unholy and more than a little frightening. Misha may be new, but he's been around long enough now to know this about Jared. Which is to say, it's apparent almost immediately.
Genevieve picks right then to show up and say, "What are we talking about?"
Jared waggles his eyebrows. "Misha wants the fans to love him."
"Good luck. They already hate me," she says.
"You're a girl," Jared points out, slinging his arm around her shoulder. "And you're fucking Sam. They will never ever ever like you. Effigies burning as we speak."
"Thanks." Genevieve rolls her eyes, but smiles. "I know who to come to if I need to be knocked down a peg."
"Any time, babe," Jared smarms.
In the end, Misha makes the mistake of giving Jared his email address and Jared spams Misha's inbox with a bunch of links that... Well, to say they alter Misha's worldview is a bit much, perhaps. But, really, how did he never know this existed?
He throws himself into researching this whole "slash" phenomenon with the OCD enthusiasm that he always shows research. This is one of the secrets to Misha's success: When he geeks out, he geeks out hard.
In the end, he concludes that he hasn't ever heard of fandom and slash because he has never really gotten into genre shows. Sure, he might go see the new Star Trek movie, but all in all, it's never really been his thing. He's more the guy who will lose days at a time to the History Channel. Maybe some Adult Swim.
"O brave new world that has such people in it," he mutters to himself.
***
Misha makes a plan. A really, really gay plan, but a plan nonetheless.
***
The next day on the set, Misha tells Jared and Jensen, "I've decided that Castiel is going to fall in love with Dean."
He tells Jensen because, well, he's good enough to pull it off on his own, but Jensen's cooperation would be helpful. He tells Jared mostly because Jared's standing there, and honestly? He gets kind of a kick out of how amused Jared is by it all.
"So you're intentionally going to play your character gay," Jensen asks. His amusement is a more muted version of Jared's.
Misha wants to explain that it's not so much gay, since he's an angel and all. But he feels vaguely douchey talking about deep character motivations and such when it's not PR related, so he just says, "Yeah. Pretty much. You in?"
"Like Flynn." Jensen rubs his hands together and smiles and Misha thinks that the people who consider Jared the more devious of the two are dead wrong. Jensen's just way more subtle.
It goes something like this:
Jared is kind of like a gigantic clumsy puppy that will completely destroy your shit, and you want to get mad, but he's just sitting there all floppy and ridiculously pleased with the left shoe from one of your favorite pairs in his mouth, all but completely destroyed and you think, "Well, okay."
Jensen is the like the cat that owns that puppy (even though he's half the puppy's size), and pretty much everything else he sees in that way where he's aware of his power, and thus doesn't feel the need to exert it over you most of the time. So, you find yourself pleased to be owned by a cat, until you find the dead bunny that he left on the rug. And you're vaguely disturbed even though you remember reading somewhere that it's actually a sign of affection, and when he rubs against your leg you forget that about the whole thing, and the cat ends up sleeping on the bed between your legs while the puppy is locked in the garage.
Misha blinks and thinks that his analogy has gotten away from him somehow.
That happens sometimes.
***
Jared is totally that guy. This comes as a surprise to no one.
***
Misha starts turning up the intensity in his scenes with Jensen, and if he thought the show was fun before, he's having a fucking blast now. Jensen's response is more than Misha could have hoped for, and he's pretty certain they have Kripke's tacit approval in the direction Misha's taking them. The scripts start to reflect it, at any rate.
It is absurdly pleasing when the Castiel communities start popping up, though he tries to avoid reading stories about Castiel. He doesn't want them to affect his performance. Jared, on the other hand, starts reading them with what Misha has mentally dubbed as "frightening Jared glee".
Thus, Misha and Jensen have developed a warning system, in which Jensen warns him, "Jared has been on livejournal" and Misha avoids him for about an hour or so.
He starts deleting Jared's emails right off the bat. They see each other every day, what the fuck does Jared need to email him about?
Misha takes far too long to realize that what he needs to do is fight fire with fire, so he emails Jared a bunch of links about Sam being a whiny little demon-blood-sucking bitchface.
Jared pouts a little, but, oddly enough, despite what seems like an overwhelming amount of Sam hate, the fans love for Jared is unquantifiable, so he doesn't take it personally. The emails stop, which is the main thing.
Until Jared decides to start sending Misha "Jsquared" RPS. He apparently doesn't find anything wrong with sending people porn about himself, which surprises Misha less than it should.
Jared is totally that guy.
As far as Misha can tell, Jared only sends him the links to the stories where Jared tops. He claims that is the only kind available because, "Jensen is such an obvious bottom". It occurs to Misha to wonder why he continues to read the shit Jared sends him. He never finds a suitable answer, nor does he stop reading.
Sometimes, Misha wishes that he could powwow with Jeffrey Dean Morgan, who was there in the beginning. Ask how he handled Jared and Jensen. Well, Jared, mostly. Misha has some ideas on how to handle Jensen. Rather, Jensen doesn't really need handling. Misha sighs at his unruly thoughts. He really does need to stop reading porn about his coworkers.
It is unfortunate for Misha that Jeff has fucked off to be a big movie star. He probably wouldn't be that helpful anyway. Jeff is, after all, more of a grown up than Misha will ever be.
***
Misha decides that Castiel is not the only deity-like figure around, and Genevieve does some pwnage of her own.
***
After awhile, Misha decides that maybe genre television is the way to go. Sure, the fans seem to reach new levels of crazy on a daily basis, but they are also enthusiastic and loyal as hell.
He feels sort of like a god, which appeals to his inner megalomaniac.
"Inner?" Jared asks when he tells his costars this.
Misha pats him on the chest and says, "First against the wall when the revolution comes, my friend."
Jared slaps his hand away. "Depends on whose revolution comes first."
"Well, if we're speaking in terms of coming first, my money's on Jared," Jensen says with a straight face.
"Says the only man who would know both Jared and Misha's habits."
They turn in unison to look at Genevieve, who appears very pleased with herself indeed.
"I believe this round goes to the lady," Misha finally says with an elaborate bow.
Jared snorts. "Lady, my ass."
Genevieve smiles easily. "Someday, Padalecki, I'm really going to beat the shit out of you."
"Darlin', you can--" Jared stops and frowns.
Misha turns a questioning look to Jensen, who smiles and crosses his arms over his chest. He tilts his head and says, "He's trying to figure out a way to make that dirty."
"Fascinating." Misha turns back to watch Jared, mimicking Jensen's pose.
"Whatever." Jared grins and shrugs. He points at Jensen and Misha and says, "Your face. Your face." Then he turns to Genevieve and says, "See you later for our regularly scheduled dry-humping?" He leaves without waiting for an answer.
"We're filming a scene," Genevieve says by way of an explanation.
Jensen shrugs. "Whatever you need to tell yourself. I always just say he's drunk."
"Wait, he's drunk when he dry-humps you?" Misha asks. "Does it make me special that I get my dry-humping as soon as we get here in the morning?"
"Only if he brushes his teeth," Jensen says.
Genevieve looks at them and says, "I really can't decide which one of you guys is more fucked in the head."
"It's Misha."
"That's true," Misha cheerfully agrees.
As Genevieve walks away, Misha turns to Jensen and says, "I think that maybe I’m going to refer to myself in the third person for awhile."
Jensen nods. "Fair enough."
***
Misha makes good on his third person promise. Also, Chuck Norris has nothing on Misha Collins. Neither does Dean Winchester, no matter what he tells you.
***
At some point, Jensen sent Misha "Dean Winchester Facts", which saddened Misha a little because, with Castiel being deity-like already, the Facts aren't quite adaptable to his character.
He feels a little silly for not coming up with "Misha Collins Facts" sooner. The next day, in between takes, he tells Jensen, "Misha Collins didn't intern for the White House, the White House interned for Misha Collins."
Later, at lunch, he tells Jared, "Misha Collins spent three months in a Buddhist Monastery in Tibet. He left upon attaining enlightenment."
While he and Genevieve watch Jared and Jensen's scene, he casually mentions, "Misha Collins can do the "Walkaround" sitting down."
Jared comes up to him while he is in make-up and says, "Are you going to start referring to yourself in the third person all the time now?"
"Perhaps," Misha replies. "Misha Collins is enjoying himself."
Jared doesn't realize he's just thrown down the gauntlet. In front of witnesses, even. Misha cannot let that go unanswered, so for the next month he walks around on the set talking about himself in third person. He also stops answering to anything but "Castiel" or "Misha Collins"
Jared tries to out-stubborn Misha on this. He dogs Misha's steps, all, "Hey, Misha! Misha Misha Misha! Hey, Misha! Can you hear me? I'm standing right next to you! Misha Misha Misha PANTS!"
Misha responds by stealing all of Jared's hair products, which is really quite the undertaking, considering the normal state of Jared's hair.
Misha Collins' will is not to be ignored.
Jensen gets away with calling him "Cas". No one else is allowed such liberties. Misha isn't even sure why he allows Jensen them, except that every once in awhile, Jensen will give him this smile that says, "I'm so in on this, and totally on your side."
Misha thinks that he would have many problems if people knew what a pushover he actually is. But perhaps this soft spot is more Jensen-centric. He's not sure which possibility is more worrisome.
TBC. I guess it's more of a universe thing. Snippets and pieces to follow at my whims. Or Kassie's, as the case may be.
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Date: 2009-05-27 03:30 am (UTC)Misha turns a questioning look to Jensen, who smiles and crosses his arms over his chest. He tilts his head and says, "He's trying to figure out a way to make that dirty."
ahahahahahahahahaha seriously between you and Kassie tonight I am going to hurt myself by reading fic! <3
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Date: 2009-05-27 03:42 am (UTC)