As some you know, I’ve been struggling to find an imperfection with Richard Speight Jr. None of you could give me one, and I can’t find any, so I asked my classmate for help, and it went something like this:
Me: Can you find something not perfect with this man? Her: Uhhh… yes… one, he’s old. Me: 46 isn’t old… Her: *eye roll* he’s short. Me: It’s adorable! And he’s taller than me. Her: He’s kinda chubby Me: –PORTLY IS THE NEW RIPPED– but that’s perfect! He’s got the body of a real man, and his stomach is just wonderful, and his arrrmmmms and leegs *starts zoning out* Her: Thin lips Me: Pretty lips Her: Small eyes Me: Golden eyes! Her: Uh… you can’t see his teeth. Me: I KNOW IT’S ADORABLE RIGHT? Her: …….no. What about that chin? Do you seriously think that’s attractive? Me: …..yes. I want to kiss it. Her: His face is kinda… crooked Me: His face is magnificent and pretty and hot and all things good. Her: I give up. Me: SEE I TOLD YOU HE HAS NO IMPERFECTIONS!
Conclusion: She’s delusional and Richard has no flaws. He’s perfect.
The thing with Richard is, is that he’s not the conventional handsome. But it’s the combination between his radiant appearance, his great personality and his (in my opinion) unconventional handsome looks that make him pretty damn irresistible to me.
A person said these things about our precious archangel and they still walk the earth!?
I’ve said it before, Richard is a sunshine puppy that graces us with his beauty, amazing personality and wit. There is nothing not perfect about him already.
Beauty is on the eye of the beholder. I know plenty of people who don’t find either Jensen or Jared attractive nor handsome.
And that’s okay, just don’t be mean and try to diminish those who you don’t find attractive 😊👌
Me to my band director: You need to catch up on Supernatural
Someone else: What’s this about Gabriel coming back?
A/N: Search Mocking Dick in my blog to find the other parts! Tumblr is dumb so I can’t make a masterlist until every part is out
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“C’mon, Y/n,” Rich purred into the microphone. The audience roared with applause; you wouldn’t be able to live this down.
You sucked in a breath of air before pulling yourself up from your chair and walking out onto stage. With a few waves to the fans, you sauntered over to Rich.
It was almost like no one else was on the stage besides you two.
“You called, Speight?”
Your on-stage personality was very snarky and sarcastic, especially with Rich. The crowd found it hilarious.
“Sure did. I saw you backstage and figured I’d get you out here. Since it’s your first time, we chose a song for you!”
He was way too excited for whatever song was about to make you look foolish.
“Here you go, sweetheart,” the actor grinned mischievously, placing a microphone in your hands, “Have some fun with this one.”
Your throat tightened momentarily before you took a solid breath of air and nodded for the music to began.
You knew the song as soon as the beat started playing. In your head, you were silently cursing Rich to no end.
With one swift movement, the microphone is brought to your mouth and you recite the words by heart. Your hips and body sway sensually with the lyrics.
I’m bringin’ sexy back (yeah)
Them other boys don’t know how to act (yeah)
I think it’s special, what’s behind your back (yeah)
So turn around and I’ll pick up the slack (yeah)
The words came out almost like a promise. It was hard not to lock eyes with Rich the entire song, but you were able to catch glances of him looking at you. That just egged you on further.
Dirty babe
You see these shackles, baby
I’m your slave
I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave
It’s just that no one makes me feel this way
Your tongue darted out to wet the outside of your lips. The eyes boring holes into the back of your head made you smirk.
Come here, girl (go ‘head, be gone with it)
Come to the back (go ‘head, be gone with it)
VIP (go ‘head, be gone with it)
Drinks on me (go ‘head, be gone with it)
You see what you’re twerking with (go ‘head, be gone with it)
Look at those hips (go ‘head be gone with it)
All you could think of was having Rich’s hands on your hips, moving with you.
You make me smile (go ‘head, be gone with it)
Go ‘head, child (go ‘head, be gone with it)
And get your sexy on (go ‘head, be gone with it)
You exhaled, laughing a bit at the end. The fans cheered like crazy for your performance. And judging by the way Rich was looking at you, they weren’t the only ones who enjoyed it.
A/N: Search Mocking Dick in my blog to find the other parts! Tumblr is dumb so I can’t make a masterlist until every part is out
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“C’mon, Y/n,” Rich purred into the microphone. The audience roared with applause; you wouldn’t be able to live this down.
You sucked in a breath of air before pulling yourself up from your chair and walking out onto stage. With a few waves to the fans, you sauntered over to Rich.
It was almost like no one else was on the stage besides you two.
“You called, Speight?”
Your on-stage personality was very snarky and sarcastic, especially with Rich. The crowd found it hilarious.
“Sure did. I saw you backstage and figured I’d get you out here. Since it’s your first time, we chose a song for you!”
He was way too excited for whatever song was about to make you look foolish.
“Here you go, sweetheart,” the actor grinned mischievously, placing a microphone in your hands, “Have some fun with this one.”
Your throat tightened momentarily before you took a solid breath of air and nodded for the music to began.
You knew the song as soon as the beat started playing. In your head, you were silently cursing Rich to no end.
With one swift movement, the microphone is brought to your mouth and you recite the words by heart. Your hips and body sway sensually with the lyrics.
I’m bringin’ sexy back (yeah)
Them other boys don’t know how to act (yeah)
I think it’s special, what’s behind your back (yeah)
So turn around and I’ll pick up the slack (yeah)
The words came out almost like a promise. It was hard not to lock eyes with Rich the entire song, but you were able to catch glances of him looking at you. That just egged you on further.
Dirty babe
You see these shackles, baby
I’m your slave
I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave
It’s just that no one makes me feel this way
Your tongue darted out to wet the outside of your lips. The eyes boring holes into the back of your head made you smirk.
Come here, girl (go ‘head, be gone with it)
Come to the back (go ‘head, be gone with it)
VIP (go ‘head, be gone with it)
Drinks on me (go ‘head, be gone with it)
You see what you’re twerking with (go ‘head, be gone with it)
Look at those hips (go ‘head be gone with it)
All you could think of was having Rich’s hands on your hips, moving with you.
You make me smile (go ‘head, be gone with it)
Go ‘head, child (go ‘head, be gone with it)
And get your sexy on (go ‘head, be gone with it)
You exhaled, laughing a bit at the end. The fans cheered like crazy for your performance. And judging by the way Rich was looking at you, they weren’t the only ones who enjoyed it.
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