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Ah but that’s just it…if it’s UST then he is preserving his virtue. For now.
We need to wait for the con where they’re totally normal around each other—then we know the tension is gone.
Because it was…resolved.
Heh heh heh.
lol Anon. True, true. Uninhibited “sleep with babes” demon!Dean would totally bone Cas, let’s be honest. The writers will keep them separated, no doubt about that.
And that’s why we never see Jensen and Misha together in public much. They can’t control themselves. Jensen’s desperately trying to preserve his virtue. Ha ha.
Well, he’s a brosonly fan.
He’s probably one of the principle reasons why Misha was fired and Castiel killed off in S7.
He pestered Misha when his wife was in labor for two days and asked him if he could just have the kid surgically removed.
He is married to Eugenie Ross-Leming, who with her writing partner Brad Buckner, writes the worst episodes in the show’s history. And they are clearly only there because Singer is showing her favoritism. They wrote one episode in S1—and then never again during the Kripke years which actually lasted through S6. In fact, Kripke called the episode they wrote “bad writing” on the show (Chuck says the line). Then in S7 when Kripke is gone and Singer I think has bullied Gamble into writing a crappy S7 and consequently getting her fired (or she left in frustration), all of a sudden the Disaster Duo are back. And by S8 they are writing 4 episodes a season, jumping ahead of all the writers that have seniority over them. Why? Because Singer is an executive producer.
I also think he’s responsible for the backpedaling on the Dean/Cas story line in S9 and Ben Edlund’s departure from the show.
He’s also just a narcissistic jerk.
He’s also tacky and classless. He did a “charity” auction at a con once, and while most people do charities that are like help kids and save dogs, he auctioned off two extremely rare items for a lot of money to support what is technically a lobby group—not a charity. It was for a group that is against capital punishment. Now regardless of your feelings on the matter—it is super tacky to bring politics into that kind of situation.
He also Cockles-blocked at SDCC 13.
There are sources for all of these (except the Edlund and Gamble things, those are my own personal conspiracy theories), but I don’t feel like looking them up. Sorry.
Okay, I don’t want to defend Singer exactly because he’s not my fave either, but nuances? Maybe he’s not singlehandedly responsible for all of that?
Is there anything to support that Singer was behind the firing of Misha? I’ve seen it told where that was Gamble, and Singer was actually instrumental in the rehiring, because he could see that Misha was the key to getting the ratings back up.
Production was in touch with Misha when Vicki was in labor, but where did you hear that it was Singer specifically? Also, that story has possibly taken on a life of its own. Of course it sounds bad, but I wouldn’t rule out that the advice to get a cesarean also came out of worry for Vicki. If a child birth is drawn out over two days you have to start considering options.
His nepotism is bad, but I really don’t think too much thought goes into who sits where at SDCC panels.
Well, I would counter that with where did you hear that he was instrumental in getting him rehired? Because I don’t think it was him. I have a hard time believing that Singer would advocate adding another cast member no matter how secondary—he’s too much of a brofan. Also the writers don’t make the decision of which cast members stay and go—they are told who has contracts and that who they have to write. The executives are the ones who have that power—so Singer (along with others) is the one who would have made the decision regarding Misha’s contract.
I don’t think Singer is single-handedly responsible for the demise of the show and Misha’s poor treatment, but there’s no way he’s not involved.
As far as the labor story, it was related in a coffee MG at one of the Asylums. He didn’t name Singer specifically.
However, a very credible source, and one that has provided bona fides of her position and knowledge, said that it was in fact specifically Singer who was hounding Misha. Accept that as a source or not.
Also, when you read the above description of what happened from Misha’s POV, I don’t think the production team was at all concerned with the well being of mother and child so much as it was that they were losing a lot of money over halted production.
As for the SDCC thing—I have never seen a panel where the executive producer/writer of a show plopped his or her ass down in the middle of a panel. Not once. They always bookend the actors—who are the important ones that people want to see. Singer’s placement on that panel was not accidental or circumstantial.
Yeah, ouch. Re-reading the M&G story brings it back how extremely stressful that must have been for Misha.
Okay, but Gamble was showrunner when Misha was fired. And it seems clear to me that he was brought back precisely when Carver/Singer had decided to take over as showrunners with this whole 3 season plan to bring the show back from the brink, a plan that involved Cas being very much woven into the fabric of the show. Regardless of their personal feelings about Misha or Cas, it doesn’t make logical sense to me to put a whole lot of blame on Singer there. We don’t know exactly what happened, or at least I don’t.
(Yeah no, I don’t have a source for the version of events I’d heard.)
I think the reason I go all conspiracy theory on Singer is because we had a new showrunner for season 6, which wasn’t perfect, but heavily featured Cas and showed a strong relationship between Dean and Cas and set up the whole Godstiel story line (which could and should have lasted more than one episode—or if it did become Leviathans—why didn’t one if the Leviathans keep Cas’ body as a meatsuit?)—but then bam S7 he’s gone…and then in S8 we had a new showrunner and a very romantic (or at least a friendship that couldn’t be kicked out on it’s ass) narrative being told between Dean and Cas—but then bam S9 they backpedal so hard with the NO HOMO that the first thing Cas does as a human is stare at a pair of slow-mo bouncing titties.
The only common denominator in all that is Singer—who sees the responses to the Cas positive seasons and is like—nope! We can’t have that.
I will admit all of that is conspiracy theory stuff. But the things he’s said to Misha, the things he’s said about brosonly, the “charity” auction, the nepotism—all of that is more than enough for me to feel justified in my very strong dislike of the man. Because it’s not about the show—it’s about who he is as a person. I don’t like it.
“Admit it,” Destiel sneers. “You’re just mad because I’m so popular. You were the big man on campus for four years, but now that there’s some competition you can’t handle the heat.”
“Competition?” Wincest laughs derisively. “Don’t flatter yourself, hotshot. Your entire ship is based on a handful of scenes and a couple catchphrases. The entire show is built on my ship, not to mention twenty-two years of pre-series canon.”
“They’re brothers, you sick fuck!” Destiel shouts. “Would you fuck your own brother?”
“I do fuck my own brother!” Wincest snaps, his anger flaring up dangerously.
They’re face to face, mere inches apart. Wincest doesn’t know when he pinned Destiel to the wall, but his hands are gripping the other’s wrists tightly. The bones feel surprisingly delicate in Wincest’s rough hands, and he feels the smaller ship’s pulse flutter against his fingertips.
“Let go of me,” Destiel hisses.
Wincest just pushes in closer, until their hips are pressed together. His lips curve in a predatory smile at the feel of Destiel’s arousal hardening against his thigh.
“You like this, kiddo?” Wincest demands. “Being held down by a sick fuck?”
“Get off me!” Destiel yells, struggling to loose Wincest’s hold. But he only succeeds in getting his knee between Wincest’s legs, his frantic movements causing their limbs to tangle together even further.
Wincest’s grin widens, and he rolls his hips deliberately. It draws an involuntary whimper out of Destiel, who flushes red and freezes at once.
“Yeah,” Wincest purrs. “You like this.”
“Don’t,” Destiel says feebly, but he’s tilting his face up unconsciously, inviting.
Wincest lets out a low growl and ducks down to nip at the curve of Destiel’s neck, scraping his teeth against the sensitive skin and marking him up. Destiel shivers beneath him, momentarily acquiescing.
“Why don’t I teach you a thing or two about profound bonds?” Wincest murmurs.
(…I DON’T EVEN KNOW YOU GUYS. BLAME THIS POST FOR PUTTING THE IDEA IN MY HEAD. LOLOL I’M GOING TO REGRET THIS IN THE MORNING.)
Remember that time someone wrote Wincest/Destiel and it was brilliant?
Three years later:
“My how the tables have turned,” Destiel murmured smugly as he walked around the bed, trailing a finger over Wincest’s trembling body.
Wincest was tied spread-eagled to the bed—open and vulnerable, just how he liked it.
“Looks like the upstart ship that could has dominated the polls, the headlines, and even has one of its actors on board with it—something you never got.”
“Oh please,” Wincest snarled, ignoring how his pulse quickened when Destiel sat beside him on the bed. The riding crop that had come out of nowhere made a sharp crack as Destiel slapped his palm with it, causing Wincest to jump. “My actors know that there is no other as important to each other as the members of my ship.”
“Speaking of members,” Destiel said with a repressed giggle and trailed the riding crop over the obvious bulge in Wincest’s panties.
“You are so immature,” Wincest sighed with a roll of his eyes.
“Like ‘em young though, don’t you, you old pervert? I mean come on—they’re practically parent/child.”
“You’re talking to me about age difference?” Wincest asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Touché,” Destiel smirked. He leaned close and grabbed Wincest’s lower lip with his teeth, pulling back and letting the plump lip slide slowly—and with just the right amount of pain—through his sharp incisors.
Wincest moaned softly, never one to give in without a fight.
“You’ve seen it,” Destiel whispered in his ear. “The longing gazes, the soft smiles—and it doesn’t take life or death situations for them to be nice to each other.”
Wincest pulled at his bonds. “And have you noticed how your ship doesn’t even film scenes together anymore?”
“Only because they know if they’re in the same room together—nothing will stop the gay—“ Destiel forcefully shoved a hand between Wincest’s legs, making him cry out and yank again at his bonds. “—from exploding all over the place.”
Wincest squirmed and tried not to thrust his hips up into that wonderful pressure. Destiel bit his lip as he watched Wincest rut against his hand. He really was beautiful—in his own way. Wincest scowled at Destiel’s smile.
“You’ll never be canon,” he hissed.
Destiel leaned down and gave Wincest a surprisingly sweet kiss on the lips. “Neither will you.”
au where everything is the same except for jimmy novak let castiel in he was still wearing this