Mental for The Mentalist

The night of the finale, I stayed up until two rewatching the kiss and the 'I love you' scenes over and over again.
I spent the next two nights doing the same thing.
And the rest of the week.
I have spent this last week rewatching every episode of The Mentalist from Season 1 to Season 6.
BUILDING UP TO THE KISS SO I CAN APPRECIATE IT FURTHER.
I have also spent every night making several posts on here about Jisbon.
I have neglected all homework and all cleaning in the process. My room? A mess.
I have put off food until my stomach reminds me that it needs to be fed.
The only reason I paused was to rewind a Jisbon moment. And to pee.
I think I'm mental.
Mental for The Mentalist!

My mother made me think of that. She called me mental. And I shouted this.

"I am mental - mental for The Mentalist!"

Do you see what this show has turned me into?!

Oh, and one more thing:

My other two blogs have 23 posts each and I've had them for two years.
I made this one about three weeks ago.
53 POSTS.

TWO, YEARS

TWO YEARS, friends. TWO YEARS. That's almost as bad as Sherlock. 

Wait - it IS as bad as Sherlock!

Their faces = PAIN

Say what again?

Please don't go

Me, after the season Finale

From the Eyes to the Lips

#MostRomantic

Tears

Just laying in a pool of my tears.

I love you...

We've all known you're in love for years.

Pffft! Platonic. 

Season 7...

Sometimes - all the time - my mind wanders toward season 7, five months away.
FIVE MONTHS.
I CAN'T WAIT FIVE MONTHS.












Anyway.
I think about what is going to go down in season 7. Jisbon wise, obviously.
You get my meaning?
Eh? Eh, eh?
You feel me? You feel me.
This was what I said after watching 6x22:
"Now I need lots of kisses and lots of sex."
True statement.

And then I realized what I said.
And laughed, running from the room.

YES IT IS

Sometimes people try to tell me Jisbon isn't real life. This is what I have to say to them.

DON'T TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE.

JISBON IS LIFE. IT'S ALL I CARE ABOUT IN THIS WORLD.

I have the best GIFs.

Dear haters:

Dear haters:
JISBON IS CANON. SUCK IT!
You have no choice but to accept it.
IT HAPPENED.
If you can't appreciate it, please go in the corner with the others haters. Population: you.
This is what I think of you and your non-existent feelings:

Dear Jisbon...

Dear Jisbon,
I have been shipping you since season one - you know, when Jane gave Lisbon a pony for her birthday, or when he was blind for two days (roughly), and he touched her face? "I just want to know what your face feels like when you're smiling."
Every time I see a Jisbon moment, I stop and replay it several times to appreciate it, because I now know what it's leading up to. All those days spent working cases, all those hours spent working together, all the moments they learned to appreciate each other's company, every single stinking second they look at each other or smile at each other, every time they share a laugh - every time they save the other's life. Especially the little moments: the smiles, the mutual agreements, simply the company. Even the arguments forced them to grow closer as they resolved whatever issues they had, because they didn't have a choice. By being forced to work together for so long, they learned to appreciate the other person fully. They came to enjoy the other person. They became friends, family, partners and best friends - not by choice, at first, but it grew to be such a beautiful relationship. In the end, one cannot live without the other.
So yeah - I die a little inside every time there's a Jisbon moment. How can I not when I so fully appreciate the relationship these two beautiful people share?!
Thank you, Jisbon, for continuing to build until you became canon.
Waiting for my OTP fulfilment is one of the harder trials of my fangirl existence.
From season one to season six and beyond, I SHALL ALWAYS SHIP THE JISBON.
Love always,
the fangirl who cried every night waiting

I JUST HAVE A LOT OF FEELZ, OKAY

5x21 - Red and Itchy

Jane: "Six months ago, I hired a petty thief to break into LaRoche's house in search of the list of Red John suspects."

Lisbon: "Yeah, I know, I had to slug the guy in front of his lawyer to keep you out of prison. Cost me six months of anger management."

Jane: "Yes, and I hope you learned something."

Lisbon: *hits him*

Jane: "Clearly not..."

She hits him and then she smiles at him. LOVE.

LOVE

When he steals her sandwich.

When they share ice cream. SO A DATE.

When they run from tigers to see who would be eaten first.

If that's not love, I don't know what is.

Internal Dialogue

Their faces.

Jane: Look at my woman. Look at her. 

Lisbon: *resigned silence*

The beauty...

Sobbing.

The BEAUTY.

All the Hugs

Just a post about ALL the Jisbon hugs. 

In chronological order.

They have the BEST HUGS.

All the hugs!

PLEASE

I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME LIKE JANE LOVES LISBON.

Oh, the joy...

*happily scrolling*
*sees #Jisbon kiss picture*
*stops*
*cries tears of joy*
That is all.

"Say it again."

"Say what again?"

In the words of Olan Rogers: 

"It was perfect. It was perfections."

Jane + Lisbon

Let's set something straight.
Jane is a coward. He has always been a coward. When something explodes, he runs away - when there's danger, he turns the other direction, if possible. Some of the only times he has risked his life are for Lisbon or Red John. He doesn't run for just anything or anyone. He doesn't jump over things for just anything. And he especially doesn't tell just anyone he loves them. He doesn't trust just anyone.
He jumped over the fence for Lisbon.
He sprained his ankle for Lisbon.
He loves Lisbon.
He trusts Lisbon.
THIS IS NOT SOMETHING THAT JUST HAPPENED OVER NIGHT. It happened over years of working together and growing closer. THEIR CHEMISTRY EXPLODES OUT OF THE SCREEN.

HE DOESN'T JUST KISS ANYBODY.

The bravest and most courageous act Patrick Jane has ever accomplished:

Confessing his love to Teresa Lisbon,

and kissing Teresa Lisbon.

KUDOS.