in french today we were talking about celebrities that we admire and i said misha collins and nobody knew who i was talking about so my teacher googled him and put this photo up
and the whole class went quiet and from the back of the room we just heard this tiny ‘oh my god’
I’m glad your teacher managed to find the only normal picture of him
so here’s the story
I had my phone on the table, which has this cover on it. rob sits down, says hello, and when he sees my phone he pulls it over to read it. he then goes “what? no room for chuck?” we laugh and I say “there’s plenty of room!”. the girl next to me pulls out a marker pen and I give it to rob. he says “no I couldn’t!” but I basically tell him that he has to. so he starts to write, marker clutched tight in his hand, laughing and telling us how he doesn’t know how to draw “that and symbol”. he gives it a valiant try, however, and… doesn’t quite get it right.
but I have a unique phone cover and the exact moment in time I fell in love with rob benedict. :’)
i fucking love fanfiction like it literally caters for every need, whether you’re wanting 2k of cute couples snuggling on the sofa, a thing of epic length with an awesome plot or a piece of writing that is literally just pages of your favourite characters banging each other whoever invented fanfiction is my fave
So here you see two photos of Emma and Rupert displaying elegance and serenity—and then there’s Dan.
“I HAVE A FUCKING BRANCH ON FIRE! I’m not Daniel! I AM HARRY POTTER!”
i don’t know what makes me laugh more the comment or the photo.
On the bright side, Dan is not on fire.