I have been summoned.
Hey, Uh, That’s Some Uh, Ooh That’s Some Bad, Bad Turbulence.
schmerzerling:
okay this is probably my favorite hate i ever got, it’s so good it’s like a PARODY of real hate but here it is in my inbox, as real as the nose on my face
1) i really really really love that THIS is the reason Dean won’t fuck Jeff Goldblum, of all the reasons
2) if dean ever had the opportunity to fuck jeff goldblum, straight or not, you genuinely think he WOULDN’T? no fuckin way. if jeff goldblum wants to bone down, you say thank you and you bone down, that’s just the way this world we live in functions
you idiot……you fool, you maroon, you’ve only made my desire for jean winblum…..deff goldchester….grow
Rating: Mature
Relationship: Dean Winchester/Jeff Goldblum
Warnings: Everything you never asked for but wanted, Jeff Goldblum’s amazing reading voice
a/n: thank you anon, schmerzerling, and the trashbrigade for making this possible
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The rumble started in his feet and moved through his body like an earthquake. Instantly, Dean broke out into a sweat and grabbed the arm of the guy sitting next to him on the plane. Normally, that person would be Sam – today, it was not.
“Oh, shit. Sorry,” Dean said to the unsuspecting person on the other end of his death grip.
“It’s fine, really, I get it. Bad flyer? Bad fliers having to fly is just….” he spaced off for a minute. “Unfortunate.”
Dean’s mouth went slack. “Uh…no fucking way. You’re the…the dinosaur chaos guy!”
“Mmm. Among other things. I guess I am. Jeff Goldblum,” he said, giving Dean his hand to shake. “Nice to meet you…?”
“Dean Winchester.” He realized he still had his fingers wrapped around Jeff’s thick arm. “Oh, sorry.”
“Happens all the time,” Jeff said with a big smile. He rubbed his arm where Dean had gripped him. “Wow. You sure do know how to grab a guy.”
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