livebloggingmydescentintomadness:

Somehow I’ve been forgetting to make the post for over a month!! Thanks for reminding me!

So, it was pretty great, though naturally these things can often be a bit of a letdown considering how much you build it up in your head and how quickly it actually goes by as you’re rushed through the line. I only got a couple seconds of hugging him for the pic (and honestly, he was skinnier than I expected, I wanted to squish some beef ;_;), then there was the hour-long panel I could NOT hear at all from the back of the audience where I was sitting (need to have Words with whoever set up that sound system), and then I waited a while in the autograph line, and then that was……. an Experience.

So, I have a tiny heart tattooed on my wrist that Misha Collins drew on me, and I decided, hey, it’d be really cool if I got Seb to draw a little star next to it and I got that tattooed as well. You know, a star, his character’s primary symbol? Drawing a star free hand is difficult unless you do it in a single line (like this), but I figured that a single-line five-point star couldn’t be that hard, right? Not even Sebastian can fuck that up, right?

I underestimated him.

So I get to the front and I’m nervous as shit, obviously, he’s so cute and I love him so much and he’s right there, and he’s signing my photo op when I ask if he could draw a star on me, and the poor guy just hears ‘draw a star’ so he actually tries to draw a star on the photo, which, as he said, came out looking more like a shark. (I think he added the eye for that reason.)

So I’m like, “No, on my wrist, could you draw a star like this (I show him where I’ve drawn an example) on my wrist” and he just says, “I don’t know how to do that” and my brain just like grinds to a halt, because I literally did not factor into consideration the idea that a grown man might not have any idea how to scribble a star – particularly a man whose most famous character’s symbol is a star. The event guy next to him even went, “Like this,” grabbing a Sharpie and drawing one right on the tablecloth. Sebastian was still utterly confused, taking the Sharpie and trying to imitate it, and failing miserably.

Anyway, he tried, and this was the result.

I honestly don’t even know what to say about it… I’d put up a shitty “you tried” star, but it would be too ironic. You can see how he got off to a good start, and then…. ??? The pen seemed to fail as if in shame as he started going in random directions in a frenzied attempt to do as I’d asked. Bless his heart, he tried.

I would have kept trying, but I could tell that they wanted me to move on, so I just laughed and thanked him and left. At that point I was just mentally reeling, and staring at my wrist because I literally had an appointment with a tattoo artist and absolutely no idea what to do with this. I love the boy, but no way in hell was I getting this disaster (or the shark) permanently inked onto my body.

Long story short, I decided to get a proper Bucky star done and I absolutely love it, so all’s well that ends well.

And here’s my photo op, which I have to admit I’m self-conscious of because I don’t like how I look in it, but I guess I’ll share it anyway.

So that’s the story of how I met my adorable disaster man.