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Latest video I made for Supernatural it’s goes through all the seasons.

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Ps. posting this again for those who haven’t seen it.

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Here is a List of my most liked/reblogged imagines Give These some likes/reblogs if you enjoyed reading them!

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1. The Unexpected Perks of Being a Nanny (Jared x Reader, 5.8k words/168 notes)

2. You Really Can Get Everything at Costco (Jared x Reader, 1.9k words/79 notes)

3. Set up (Sam x Reader, 1.4k words/78 notes)

4. It’s School Time in The Padalecki Household Part One (Jared x Reader, 1k words/50 notes)

5. Perfect- Ed Sheeran (Sam x Reader, 971 words/35 notes)

6. It’s School Time in The Padalecki Household Part Three (Jared x Reader, 1.7k words/34 notes)

7. Feed, Burp, Change. Repeat if Necessary (Cas x Reader, 1.1k words/43 notes)

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Holy Confetti, Y/N’s Twenty!

Pairing: BSM, Sam x Reader x Dean

Word Count: 1.3k

"Smile at the camera, Y/N!" Dean called out to get his little sister's attention.

You looked at Dean and smiled when you realized he was holding the camera pretty close to your face. Set in front of you, on the table, was a cake that read "Happy 5TH Birthday, Y/N." in pink lettering with a pink iced flower in each corner, courtesy of your brothers. Sammy was fifteen when you were born and Dean was nineteen. Now at the ages of nineteen and twenty-three, your brothers were still the biggest influence on your life.

"Today's a big day, Y/N. What do you want to get for your birthday?"

"Um... Well," you paused to think. "I really, really, really, REALLY want a pony, Dean. And some magical shoes n' dresses n'  tiaras to make me like a pretty, pretty princess. Also, I want a play kitchen."

"You're a goose, Y/N." Dean laughed. "And where do you propose we're gonna keep this pony of yours?"

"We can tie him onto the car, Deano, duh!"  You playfully huffed as if Dean should've known the answer.

"Oh, of course! I forgot about tying it onto the car."

"It's a him, Dean. Not a it."

Dean started saying something as the door opened up. He moved the camera towards to door to reveal, John, your father.

"Daddy!" You gasped. "You got my present!"

John had a box in his hand. It was a plain brown cardboard box that had a pink bow slapped on top of it. Your father clearly hadn't put much effort into your present, but five-year-old you didn't care much for that. All you cared about was that be bought you something and he was there for your birthday.

"Come out and we'll open it in the car." John nodded his head towards the door.

You hopped down off your seat and made your way to the car. You were wearing a floral pink dress and a tiara that you thought made you look like a princess. Due to it being November, cold and snowy, Sam helped you pull on your winter boots and winter jacket. Dean set the camera down as he pulled on his own boots and jacket, which also revealed Sam dressing himself up. You had already made your way out to the car, leaving the motel room door wide open. Dean grabbed the camera, then closed and locked the motel room door. He let you sit up front with your dad, even though he knew better than to let a five-year-old sit in the front of a vehicle that had no seat belts.

Dean scooted out to the edge of his seat allowing him to film you opening your gift from John. You pulled the bow off and opened up the box. Inside was some white tissue paper. You pulled the white tissue paper out to reveal a regular sized silver gun. You looked over to John confused.

"What's this, Daddy?" You asked innocently.

John never replied until the four of you pulled up to an empty field. John put the car in park and turned the key back towards him, allowing the soft rumble of the engine to cease. The four of you got out of the car. The snow crunched in under your feet as you followed your dad out to the middle of the field. He showed you how to load the gun and aim it. Then, all of a sudden, John aimed at a target he had set up downfield and pulled the trigger. The sound your birthday present made was enough to deafen you. Your hands immediately flew up to protect your little ears as you looked back to Dean, tears welling up in your eyes. Your feet moved faster than your body could handle as you nearly tripped and fell while running over to your big brother for protection. Dean dropped the camera and pulled you into his arms. The lens aimed up towards you two, catching the entire embrace on camera.

"What the hell was that, dad! You frightened her!" Dean growled.

"I got her something that is practical. Something she can use and protect herself with." John reasoned.

"She's five!" Dean carried you to the car and buckled you up in your car seat.

That's where the video ended. You sighed, closed up the camera and unplugged it. You returned the rather large, retro camera to its case and shoved it back into your closet, where it probably wouldn't come out of for another year. It's funny how the little things made you miss your father- and how somethings made you glad he was dead.

"Happy Birthday, kiddo." Dean knocked on your door but opened it at the same time, which defeated the purpose of knocking in the first place.

"Thanks, Dean." You frowned.

"Did you watch the video again?" Dean sighed.

"I can just never understand why somebody would give a five-year-old a gun for their birthday." You took a deep breath.

"It was dad. He thought he was doing the right thing." Dean shrugged. "I told you to stop watching that video years ago. It always puts you in a bad mood. C'mon now, breakfast is ready."

Dean left your door open a crack as he left. You pulled on a baggy t-shirt and a pair of comfy pants, shoving your phone in one of the pockets. You scuffed your way out to the kitchen and took a seat in your favourite chair.

"Good morning, Y/N." Sam pressed a kiss against your forehead as he placed a plate full of toast, eggs and bacon in front of you. "Happy Birthday."

"Thanks, Sam." You half smiled, piling a forkful of egg into your mouth as Sam returned with a cup of tea for you.

The brother's served themselves and then took their seats across from you.

"Here, we got you something." Dean slid a small box across the table.

It was poorly wrapped in wrapping paper that said Happy Birthday with confetti all over it and a pink bow on top, just like the one from the video. You pulled off the bow and ripped into the poor wrapping job. The wrapping paper didn't matter to you, at least your brothers tried to make an effort for your birthday, unlike your father many years ago. You opened up the box to reveal a locket. Inside the locket was a recent picture of you and, on the other side, a picture of you, Sam and Dean. You were in the middle, Dean was on your right and Sam was on your left. The two had their arms wrapped around you. You turned the locket over to find, in very small print, To Y/N, Love Sam and Dean, 2018.

"This. Is. Beautiful, you guys!" You gasped.

Sam slipped you a card across the table as he said, "We're glad you like it."

You opened the card and inside you found $100. You shot up from your seat at the table and rushed over to your brothers, hugging them both individually.

"Thank you, guys. So much." You sniffed.

Each brother pressed a kiss against your forehead as they hugged you back.

"Don't go cryin' on us, Y/N. You're our sister, we'd do anything for you." Dean smiled.

Turning Twenty wasn't that bad. You were one year closer to the legal drinking age, not that that ever stopped you from having a drink. In your twenty years of existence, you've always had your brothers by your side and you hope you'll get twenty more with them protecting you. You couldn't have asked for a better day that your brothers had planned out for you. Any birthday would be better than your fifth one.

This is in honour of my birthday next week!

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If anyone wants a Beta for a fan fiction, message me cause I’d be willing to take a look!!

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It Gets Better Masterlist

Sometimes, you just need a friend that you can rely on, through thick and thin, and good and bad. The days where you feel like a lesser version of yourself. With all the struggles you have with mental health, it’s nice to know there is someone there to hold you together when you fall to pieces.

A mental health series.

Warnings: Angst, Anxiety, Depression, Panic Attacks, Self Doubt, Self Loathing, Self Esteem Issues, Mentions of Self-Harm, Fluff, Self Conscious!Reader, Mentions of Suicidal Thoughts, Smut, Almost Relapse.

First Choice

First Step

What Friends Are For

Sometimes He Needs You Too

Therapy

Decisions to Make

Bad Days are Okay

Find You 

A Day by the Pool

Meet the Ackles

Help You

Buongiorno Roma

Dark Chocolate and Peppermint Tea

Early Sunday Morning

Figure Things Out

Home to Austin

Hometown Visit

Ryan Reynolds

The Next Step

Broken Pieces

It Gets Better

DELETED SCENES

Time with the Ackles

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Holy FRICK, a whole room of demons smoking out at Sam Fucking Winchester’s declaration. He—a single human, without faith in himself—frightens demons enough to make them all run. How amazing is the character I love? I’m so overwhelmed.

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Here is a List of my most liked/reblogged imagines Give These some likes/reblogs if you enjoyed reading them!

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1. The Unexpected Perks of Being a Nanny (Jared x Reader, 5.8k words/168 notes)

2. You Really Can Get Everything at Costco (Jared x Reader, 1.9k words/79 notes)

3. Set up (Sam x Reader, 1.4k words/78 notes)

4. It’s School Time in The Padalecki Household Part One (Jared x Reader, 1k words/50 notes)

5. Perfect- Ed Sheeran (Sam x Reader, 971 words/35 notes)

6. It’s School Time in The Padalecki Household Part Three (Jared x Reader, 1.7k words/34 notes)

7. Feed, Burp, Change. Repeat if Necessary (Cas x Reader, 1.1k words/43 notes)

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Set Up

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Mentions of sex and abuse. 

You sat in your car, patiently waiting with your little girl, who was five years old and in kindergarten. Alexandria climbed up in the front seat and placed a kiss on your cheek when she realized her bus to school would be there any minute.

"Bye, mommy." She smiled, pushing the car door open. "You go to work now, kay?"

She was always very adamant about you leaving to go to work right after she got out of the car. You decided to stay and watch her get on the bus, even if it would make you late for work this morning. Her big brown eyes glanced back at you as the bright yellow bus pulled up.

Alexandria was a name of her father's choice. You normally referred to her as Alex because Alexandria was long. Alex's father wasn't such a great man. He was a borderline alcoholic before she was born and as soon as she came into the world, he hit rock bottom. You had a plan to leave him once she was born, but he found ways to keep sucking you back in. One day when he got so drunk and lashed out, he hurt your baby girl. Broke her tiny little arm when she was three months old. You knew he blew his last chance with you. So, you packed up all of yours and Alex's things and left him.

Alex climbed the steps of the bus, holding onto the railing tightly. She plopped down in the first seat, closest to you. She sat next to a boy, who greeted her with a big smile and a hug. After hugging the little boy back, she pushed herself forward and waved goodbye to you. As the bus sped off, you realized your little girl, wasn't that little anymore. She was growing up. Later that day, when you got home from work, Alex sat at the table with her part-time nanny, doing some math. Written on the page was 1+1 and multiple other simple equations, leaving little Alex to answer them. The smart cookie got them all right! After sending the nanny home, you sat at the table with her.

"So, who's your friend, baby girl?"

"His name is Henry. He doesn't have a mommy like I don't have a daddy." Alex explained as she wrote down the answer for 2+2.

"Oh. Does he live with his daddy?"

"Yeah. He does. And his uncle. He my best friend mommy. I sit with him on the bus and at lunch and recess!" She exclaimed.

"You spend a lot of time with Henry! You don't sit with him during class?"

"No. Ms. Morrison makes up our seats n' Henry all the way over on the other side, mommy. He really far away." She frowned.

"Oh. Maybe Henry's daddy and your mommy will have to set up a play date for you guys, huh?" You suggested.

"Really, mommy? That's awesome!" She gave you a big smile.

You grinned back at her as you tucked a piece of her light brown hair behind her ear, "what should we make for dinner tonight?"

"Ummmm...." Alex paused. "Um. Me thinks chicken nugg's n' fries."

"Chicken nuggets and fries? I think you're going to turn into a chicken nugget!" You giggled, pressing a kiss against her forehead.

As per request, you put three chicken nuggets for you and two chicken nuggets for Alex, plus a handful of fries for you each in the oven. The next day you dropped Alexandria off at school early for a field trip. You caught a glimpse of the little boy, named Henry, that was your daughter's best friend. He was holding the hand of a man much, much taller than him who had shoulder length brown hair and a great butt.

"That's Henry and his daddy, mommy." Alex smiled, tearing you from your thoughts about Henry's dad. "He's going on the trip with us. Told you should've come with mommy."

"Yeah. You did tell me. How about I see if they've got room for one more parent volunteer?"

"Yay! I want us to sit by Henry!" She grinned, opening the car door and slammed it shut once she jumped out.

After some convincing, the teachers agreed to let you go and you called into work for a family day.

"So you're the Alex I hear so much about." The tall- beautiful- man, knelt down and smiled at Alexandria.

"You're Henry's daddy." She smiled. "I Alex. 'Dis my mommy."

Alex yanked on your hand hard, catching your attention as you were looking around.

"Oh, yeah... hi. I'm Y/N!" You held out your free hand to greet the man.

"I'm Sam." Sam took your hand into his and shook it.

"Firm shake." You noted.

"Soft hand." He winked at you.

As you began to blush, Alex again ripped you from your thoughts, "mommy! They're going on the bus! Les' go get a seat!"

You followed Alex onto the bus. She plopped down onto the second seat. When you went to sit down next to her, she scolded you.

"Nu-uh, mommy. You sit behind me. That seat for Henry!"

You guessed it wouldn't be that bad. Sam would sit next to you and you two could talk. You and Sam spent the entire day together! He even invited you and Alex out for dinner that night. Giddily, you said yes. You've barely had any dates since Alex's dad, let alone had any sex. You had a daughter to think about, therefore it wasn't so easy to date. But it was different with Sam. He understood because he was a single dad with a child the exact same age as yours.

Alexandria was a big part of your life, she was also a big part of your fashion sense.

"No, no, mommy. Those shoes doooo not go wit' dat dress." Alex sighed. "These ones, mommy."

You wore a 'to the knee' length black dress that had lace at the top and a solid portion from your breasts down. Alex picked out a pair of shiny, black pumps and insisted you wear them.

You took her hand into yours as you headed for the restaurant. While waiting for your order, Alex and Henry went to play in the playroom, leaving you all alone with Sam.

"Today was nice... but I want to get to know some more about you." Sam smiled, taking a sip of his lemon water.

"Well... my name is Y/N Y/L/N. I work in a dermatologist's office, checking people in and assisting with procedures. I am a single mom. Alex's father and I broke up when she was three months old. I haven't been with anyone since. Alex is the light of my life. She is my baby girl. I love her so, so much."

"I know the feeling. Henry's mom and I fell out when Henry was five months old and she hasn't been in contact with us since. I don't date much... but there must be something special about you if you have caught my eye. I'm Sam Winchester and I'm a defence lawyer."

"Wow! A lawyer." You smiled.

"Yeah, it's not always as glamorous as you think." Sam chuckles.

It would take another three months before you and Sam started dating. Plus nearly another year before you two moved in together. You really loved living with the Winchester's. It was a bonus for Alex because she was living with her best friend.  Sam and Dean would get up every morning and cook breakfast. Sam would drop the kids off to school and you off to work with a kiss on each of your cheeks.

This one particular night, you were tucking Alex into her bed when she looked at you and said, "Sam is my daddy, mommy."

You smiled proudly, "yeah, baby girl. He is."

After pressing a kiss against her forehead, you exited her room and made your way into Henry's room. You pressed a kiss against his forehead as well.

"I love you, mommy." He mumbled half asleep.

You gasped and whispered, "I love you too, Henry."

After exiting his room, you and Sam met in the hallway.

"Henry called me Mommy!" You exclaimed.

At the same time, Sam grinned, "Alex called me Daddy."

"Think we can have a kid of our own, one day?" You giggled.

"Yeah... One day." Sam pressed a kiss against your lips. "For now, I think we're still getting used to each other."

"Agreed. When the time is right, we can do it."

"I love you." Sam murmured against your lips.

"I love you too." You replied kissing him.

A few more weeks passed when Alex accidentally let it slip that she and Henry planned for you and Sam to go on the class trip together and fall in love. It was nice to know that someone was looking after your love life when you were completely ignoring it, even if it was your six-year-old.

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Y’all I’m really gonna start trying to write again— I know probably none of you read my works anyways... I might try and come out with a new series?? If anyone wants to message me and help me with that- it’d be a great help!! I find that I have a heavy course load and when I’m not doing homework I just want to relax and watch tv😂😂 but I’m going to try and write more xo

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Y’all my writing is suffering 😩 I don’t have time... I have a heavy course load in school this year, a bunch of quizzes already and on top of all that, I’ve had the head cold for the last week... I don’t know when I’ll get to writing again but hopefully it will be very soon

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What I Feel (For Him)

Pairing: Teenage!JJ x Teenage!Tom

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Mentions of Cheating

{In honour of my second year in high school, Grade Eleven}

Being a teenager in high school isn't always easy. Especially when your both of your parents are popular actors in the tv and film industry. I'm Justice Jay Ackles, but my friends and family call me JJ. I'm fifteen and I'm going through some hefty teenage drama. I considered myself to be one of those cliche popular high school girls. My two best girlfriends, Jane and Hannah followed me around like I was their master and boys would drool as I walked past. My parents, Jensen and Danneel, didn't like the idea of me flaunting my stuff around the school in front of everybody. They wanted me to study hard, get good grades and get a good job, yadda yadda. Who needed brains when you had a hot body and a family with money? The only thing I was lacking my sophomore year, that every cliche high school chick had, was a boyfriend.

Then came Matthew Parker. The jock of Westwood High School. He's the star quarterback for our football team. He was dreamy and older, which made him even more hot and irresistible. He was a senior whereas I was only a sophomore. He asked me out at the beginning of that year. I said yes and that night, he took me out for dinner. Mom was neutral about me having a boyfriend. She didn't care as long as I was still focused on trying to do good in school and that I used protection if we had sex. Dad, on the other hand, was against me having a boyfriend. He told me on many occasions.

Throughout the course of a year, our relationship grew, but my dad's hatred for Matthew never seemed to falter.

"He's going to hurt you." Dad always said. "You're better off without him."

Mom would always say, "mind your own business, Jensen. She'll figure out what's best for her, on her own!"  

Turns out, Dad was getting all his false information from Thomas Padalecki, a childhood friend of mine, or so I wanted to believe it was false. I knew Tom wouldn't intentionally try to hurt me, I mean we've been friends since I was born, for Christ's sake. Tom was a junior when I started dating Matthew and Tom's brother, Shep was a freshman. I'd see the two around the school and I'd wave, just to be nice. But every time I saw Thomas, I always thought about how he was telling my dad all those lies about my boyfriend.

It was coming close on final exam time. My grades and my attendance started slipping which sent up red flags for my parents. It was usual for teenagers to want to skip off and do some nasty things to their significant other behind the bleachers of the school's football field, but I wasn't going to tell my parents the truth about what I was really doing. Plus, Matthew asked me to be his prom date, so I had to worry about what dress I was going to wear and how I was going to style my hair.

"It's that boyfriend of hers. I told you to break up with him, JJ!" Dad grumbled. "You never listen to anything I say, even though all I'm trying to do is protect you."

I hated when he got like this. It was like he was trying to control my life.

"You're grounded, Justice Jay. You haven't studied for one goddamn test since you met Matthew!"

The back of my throat burned as I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

"Jensen." Mom gasped.

"Don't Jensen me. I'm sick and tired of this. If she wants to have a boyfriend, she needs to be responsible about it and study for her tests. Once you have your education, no one can take it away from you. But boys... Boys, on the other hand, will break your heart." Dad barked.

Dad left for Vancouver the next day and I missed that same day of school due to a bad migraine, brought on the night before from all the yelling at me and all the crying I did. That night I heard Mom on the phone.

"Oh my god, Gen." Mom gasped. "Did you take him to the hospital?"

I couldn't really hear what Auntie Gen was talking about on the other end of the phone call, but it sounded like one of the boys was hurt. It made me upset to think about Tom or Shep being hurt, but instead of confronting mom about my feelings, I went straight back to bed. All this happened yesterday, the day from hell. But today was a new day. I got up super early to make myself look presentable. I was nonstop texting Matthew yesterday. He was really worried when I told him I was sick and that I didn't need him to pick me up. That reassured any doubt my father was putting in my head about my relationship with Matthew. He was a sweet boy and no one could tell me different. Matthew greeted me with a kiss and opened up the car door for me. We spoke as he drove us to school and caught me up on everything that happened yesterday while I was out. I held his hand as we walked into school.

"I'm going to head into the gym for a bit before class. Throw some ball with a couple of friends." Matthew pressed a kiss against my forehead.

"Okay, you know where I'll be." I smile, kissing his cheek.

I headed off to my locker when I saw Tom. His locker was just down the hallway from mine. He glanced over at me as he was shutting his locker door and quickly turned away when he knew I was looking. Tom's left eye was as black as the leggings I put on this morning. I dropped my book bag by my locker and started calling out to Thomas. The closer I got to him, the faster he started darting away from me.

"Tom! Slow down! What happened to you?"

"Nothing for you to worry about, JJ." He sighed as I cut out in front of him. "I'll be fine."

"Jesus, who hit you?" I worried, reaching up to caress his cheek.

As soon as my hand made contact with his cheek, he pulled away from me. He immediately pulled his long, dark hair down over his eye so nobody else would notice it as much.

"Nobody you know, J," Tom whispered. "Just let it go."

Within that minute, my heart started to race. I totally forgot about Matthew and all I wanted to do was hold Tom in my arms and kiss all his pain away. But then I snapped back to reality. I had a boyfriend and I wasn't supposed to be thinking about other guys like that.

"Fine." I sighed. "I guess you're right."

I too pulled away and headed back towards my locker. I grabbed my books for the classes I had that morning. No matter how hard I tried, I thought about Tom. Tom was always such a quiet and smart kid. I wondered who would want to hurt him. Literally, no one came to mind. At lunch, I sat with Matthew on my right and my two friends across from us.

"So, I heard that Tom kid is getting abused by his parents and that's why he got a black eye." One of my girlfriends, Jane piped up.

"Tom's mom and dad are literally the sweetest people on the planet. You better watch what you say around some people because I've known Tom all my life. Aunt Gen and Uncle Jared would never do that to anybody." I hissed.

Some people could be so hurtful and oblivious to what's going on around them. I don't know how many times I've told Jane and Hannah that Tom is a childhood friend but they still have the nerve to say stuff like that around me?

"Shhh, it's okay, JJ... I'm sure whoever did that to your friend just... misunderstood." Matthew rubbed my back.

"That friend of mine has a name. It's Tom." I gave Matthew a glare.

That night, Tom was still on my mind. I couldn't wrap my head around why someone would do that to him. I was scrolling through Instagram while I was supposed to be studying when I saw a post from one of my friends. It was a repost from a girl that I didn't even follow and It was a picture of her and Matthew captioned, "My forever and always. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you, Matthew Parker."

I immediately stormed out of my room.

"Mom!" I called out. "I gotta ask Tom some questions about homework, I'll be back soon."

I never even heard her response before I walked two minutes down the road and pounded on aunt Gen's front door. When Tom answered, I showed him the picture.

"Did you know about this? It's all over Instagram!"

Tom took a deep breath, "Why do you think I was telling your dad all that stuff. I never wanted to hurt you- I guess I should've told you when I first found out. I'm sorry, JJ."

"Did he do that to you?" I pointed to Thomas' black eye.

Tom hesitated before nodding yes.

"Oh my god! I can't believe this! I've been dating him for a year now and he's been cheating on me? I owe so many people an apology, starting with you first. I'm really, really sorry Tom. You should've come to me. Made me believe you, Thomas. Now you're hurt. Because of me."

I let my head hang as Tom started to talk. All of my long, dirty blonde hair fell down around my face, hugging it like a sweater. My cheeks were blood red and as hot as lava. Tears spilt out over my eyes and onto my cheeks, they ran down and dropped into my hair.

"No, no. Not because of you. I went to Matthew and I told him if he was going to be cheating on you like that, that he should just end things with you. I told him that you were too sweet and too innocent to be cheated on and that's when he punched me. I never told anybody that. I told mom that a kid at school wanted my homework and he punched me when I said no." Tom explained.

I hugged Tom tightly.

"Thank you." I sobbed.

Today was the day that I realized I loved Thomas Padalecki. Today was the day I realized Matthew blinded me for one whole year from who I was really supposed to be with. And, I know, it sounds corny and stupid, but it was the truth. They say teenagers don't really know what love is. But I knew one thing, I loved Thomas. He was the one who subtly tried to tell me Matthew wasn't right for me. He was the one that went directly to Matthew. He was the one who took a punch for me. He was the one that was holding me now, while I was sobbing on his front step. I didn't see Matthew, star quarterback, the star player on the field and off the field, doing that for me while we were together.

"Come over? I got a lot of cramming to do for my Chem exam tomorrow." I sniffed, pulling away and wiping my tears.

"Of course. You know that I'm always here to help you." Tom kissed my forehead.

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That Fiery Glow

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Pregnancy

Beta: @billietehkid21 @manawhaat

You smiled over at your boyfriend of six years. Sam glanced over at you while he was driving and smiled back at you. You heard giggling in the back seat, which prompted you to look back at your two kids: Briana, who was five, and Matthew, who was four.

“What are you two giggling about?” you questioned, teasingly.

Briana looked to her brother and whispered something into his ear, then giggled some more.

“Mommy....” Matthew smiled big.

“What, sweetie?” you chuckled.

“We gets to see uncle Dean!” he exclaimed, his face full of glee.

Sam and Dean remained close after the two stopped hunting for the apple pie life… Well sort of. They had seen each other on special occasions, like Christmas and birthdays. Sometimes Dean and his kids would drop by just because, and sometimes Sam and the kids would drop over to Dean’s house, just because. Nonetheless, your kids loved when they got to see Uncle Dean. This past month was the longest time Briana and Matthew hadn’t seen their uncle and cousins. They were so excited they were giddy and could barely stay still in their seats. The only thing holding them back was their seat belts.

Seven years ago, Charlotte was born. Before she was a year old, Dean and her mother were broken up. Less than two years later, her and Dean rekindled what they had before their daughter was born. Dean thought it was meant to last this time. When Krystal found out she was pregnant again, it was only another year before she took off again. Daniel was only four months old. If Dean was being honest, The three of them were better off without her.

Dean had this nice little spot, where he tucked away a massive trailer, bigger than what him and his two kids needed. The plot of land had a gate and a fence around it, so nobody could break in there while Dean wasn't around. Dean invited his younger brother, his niece, his nephew, and you out for a fire. It was a pretty hefty drive from where you lived, but the drive was worth it. It was worth it to see the smiles on your kids’ faces as they hugged their uncle Dean and played with their cousins. By the time you had gotten there, it was already dark.

"Dean!" Sam smiled.

"Sammy!" Dean grinned, giving the much taller man his classic bro hug. "It's been a long time."

"Too long," Sam agreed.

As Dean pulled away, he caught a glimpse of you.

"There's my girl. Y/N right? God I haven't seen you in that long, I forget your name and face!" Dean said sarcastically.

"It's me," you giggled, "in the flesh."

"Bring it in sister," Dean chuckled, giving you a hug.

You hugged him back tightly.

"We've missed you!" you exclaimed.

"We've missed you guys too. Charlotte and Daniel have been asking about you guys."

"Yeah? Where are they? I must go see them."

After heading over to talk to your niece and nephew, Dean started the fire. While the kids headed into the trailer to play, you decided to take a seat next to the blazing fire.

"Having a drink, Y/N?" Dean asked, taking a swig of his beer.

"No, no thanks, Dean," you said politely, shaking your head.

"No?" Dean teased.

"No drink?" Sam asked. "Are you sure? You can let loose a little bit, we're staying here for the night, you know."

Seeing Dean's trailer could sleep about eight people, he could house the company, comfortably.

You shook your head yes to answer your boyfriend's question, "Wouldn't want your pregnant girlfriend drinking, now would we?"

"Pregnant?" Sam spit out a mouth full of beer. "We said we were going to stop at two!"

"Well, things don’t always go as planned, I guess," you shrugged.

You felt your cheeks heat up and your throat go dry- it was hard to swallow. You and Sam had agreed on stopping at two children. Now you figured he was mad and upset. You knew as soon as you two were in private, there would be a shit storm.

"I would love to give Charlotte and Daniel another sibling," Dean commented.

"Really?" You asked, cocking your head to the side to look at Dean.

"No, I'm only kidding."

You huffed in frustration. Sam wouldn't even look at you, he just stared at the fire intently. You couldn't believe Sam! He's such a great dad, Briana and Matthew love him so much, why wouldn't he want another baby?

"In all seriousness, Sam, you're a great father. You guys have enough room in your hearts to love another baby," Dean piped up.

"Yeah, yeah." Sam took a swig of his beer then licked his lips.

A single tear ran down over your cheek. Damn pregnancy hormones. Sam glanced up at you, then looked back at the fire guiltily.

"Please don't cry, Y/N," Sam whispered. "I brought us here to have a good time."

"How can I have a good time when you don't want the baby that you put in me?!" you exploded.

Sam quickly laid his beer down, popped up out of his seat and kneeled down in front of you. He took your much smaller hands into his bigger ones.

"Y/N, baby, I didn't say that..."

"Your tone when you said it all," you huffed.

"I was just surprised by it at first, sweetheart, that's all. I do want this baby! I really do. I'll always want another baby with you, Y/N. You're my rock, you're always there for me. I feel like an idiot for making you cry. Can you forgive me?"

You sighed, wiping your tears as you nodded your head yes.

"This was not how I planned on our night going... but I wanted to ask you something, Y/N." Sam smiled.

He adjusted his position so that he was on one knee in front of you.

"Y/N, I've loved you since the day I first met you and that's the truth. We have two beautiful kids and now... one on the way." He rubbed your belly. "I'd like to make you my wife. Will you marry me?"

You gasped as Sam pulled a white box out of his pocket. On the inside it was red, fuzzy, velvet. The ring sparkled in the light from the fire.

"Oh my god, yes!" you exclaimed.

All your feelings about tonight went out the window once you saw the ring and heard Sam's heartfelt mini-speech. Your relationship with Sam had moved pretty quickly, seeing as you two were only together for a few months when you got pregnant with Briana. After that you figured you two would never last and that you'd have to raise a baby all on your own. But nonetheless, here you were, six years plus two and one quarter kids later, you two were engaged. And who better to spend this moment with, than Dean? You kissed Sam passionately as he slipped the ring on your left hand's ring finger.

"Oh, get a room, you two." Dean fake gagged. "But, congratulations."

What a perfect ending to the night.

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Coming Soon

I have ‘That Fiery Glow’ (San x Reader) completely finished, I just need to type it up and I am in the midst of writing ‘The One in the Accident’ (Dean x Reader), ‘Midnight Swimming’ (Jared x Reader) and ‘Pit Stop’ (Dean x Reader). These works will be coming out soon!!

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Give me 6 characters and I’ll tell you who i would:

Push off a cliff

Kiss

Marry

Set on Fire

Wrap a Blanket around

Be Roommates with

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You Really Can Get Everything at Costco

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Pregnancy, Labor

Costco runs were a regular thing in the Padalecki Household. Your fiancé, Jared, had three kids with his previous wife, Genevieve. So, while the kids were with you and their father, you found it easy to run to Costco and get all their snack food items. You and Jared never tried for a baby of your own, mostly because you thought you couldn't get pregnant and because Jared didn't really want to be a dad of four. But because you thought you couldn't get pregnant, you and Jared were having unprotected sex left, right and center. Nonetheless, here you were, about 30 weeks pregnant. Baby Padalecki took after his or her father: Long and heavy. Other than being pregnant, today was an ordinary day.

"How about we... run to Costco and replenish our snack foods, huh, Sheppy?" You ruffled the five-year-old's hair.

"Yes, Y/N!" Shep cooed.

"And what do you say Tom?" You asked the slightly older boy.

"I say, yes! We need more snacks." He replied.

"And what about you, Odette?"

She simply babbled back to you. You smiled and started packing the kids up to go. Jared stretched as he came down over the stairs. The boys had worked till three in the morning the previous night so it was going for twelve before Jared got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

His morning voice was gruff and he ran his hands through his long hair.

"Costco. You don't have to go, you still look tired. Go back to bed, baby." You whispered, kissing his cheek.

"No, no. I want to come with. Just-just..." he paused to yawn. "Give me a minute to get dressed."

You nodded yes, as if to say okay and waited. Jared wasn't long getting ready.

"Are you hungry? You should eat something." You suggested.

"No. I'm not hungry. We can just pick something up after we're finished in Costco." Jared replied.

While in Costco, you took Tom and Shep with you while Jared took Odette with him. The five of you got separated. You weren't quite sure where Jared went, but you were headed down into the fresh fruits section.

"Thomas and Shepherd." You warned, bent over, resting your head against your arms which were rested against the cart handle. "Come back here. You two should know better than to go ahead of Y/N in such a crowded area. We could get separated and I would never forgive myself if something happened to either one of you."

"Sorry, Y/N." Tom said, rushing back.

Shep was right behind Tom as the took their places hold the cart.

"Y/N." Thomas inquired. "Are you Okay?"

... And that's when it happened. You couldn't believe it. It came as a big gush at first, then a little trickle. Fluid, sticky and gross, running down your leg.

"Oh no." You gasped. "Oh god, Thomas."

"What's wrong, Y/N?"

Then came your first contraction. Or what you thought was your first contraction. You realized that you had felt pains like these earlier in the day. You chopped it to being just regular, pregnancy pains. You took a sharp breath as the contraction passed.

"N-nothing, let's go get some to-toilet paper, dude." You stuttered.

"Y/N, what's that?" Shep pointes to the fluid at your feet, staining the concrete flooring.

It was a mix between ignoring the fact that you were in labor and not wanting to believe that your water had just broke when you replied with, "I dunno, buddy."

You stopped again before you got to the toilet paper. Another contraction was ripping through you. They were already so close together and you started to panic.

"Are you Okay?" A woman asked.

Her and, who you were supposing was her husband, approached you.

"Have you... have you seen a really tall guy with long hair?" You took a deep breath.

The woman shook her head no. You took out your phone as you started to hyperventilate.

"How far along are you?"

"Thir-thirty weeks. I'm only thirty weeks and my water just broke." You sobbed.

The woman rubbed your arm, "shhh, you're going to be okay."

As if your body weight was too much for your legs to handle, you started to fall. The woman and her husband each took a hold of one of your arms. The woman had bright shoulder length red hair with green eyes and her skin was covered in freckles whereas her husband had her black hair and brown eyes. The two helped you lay back onto the Costco floor.

"We need some help over here!" The woman called out.

You quickly handed her your phone, "please call my fiancé. He's in my phone as Jared. Please-oh god."

"Y/N, I'm scared." Tom cried out, sitting next to you.

"M-me too, Thomas." You sobbed.

You took Tom and Shep's hands into your hands and squeezed them tightly. Another woman approached you and announced that she was a doctor.

"My name is Lynne Reid. I'm not a gynecologist or an obstetrician, but I should be able to deliver your baby safely if needed."

This woman had light brown hair and blue eyes. She reached into her purse and pulled out a hair band, then continued to pull her hair up into a pony tail.

"Was 9-1-1 called?" The doctor asked.

As the man who helped you lie down nodded yes, you cried out.

"There's no time! The baby's coming!"

"Okay, Okay. I need you to calm down." The doctor soothed.

As a bunch of Costco workers came to aid the doctor, she continued to speak, "I need a pan of warm water, towels, blankets, string, scissors, a cool cloth and rubber gloves."

Jared arrived a moment later, Odette up in his arms. The man, woman and Dr. Reid helped you up for a moment so they could lay you back down on a big blanket. Dr. Reid grabbed at your pants hem and started pulling them down quickly. Your legs were squeezed together in an effort to keep yourself from pushing.

"Oh god." Jared choked, rushing over.

"Jared!" You cried out.

"I-I'm here." He took a seat by your head, setting Odette down. "Thomas, take Odette."

Tom done as he was told and took Odette's hand into his. Jared pulled your head into his lap as the doctor covered you up with another blanket. She asked that people give you some room. The pain was nearly unbearable.

"Okay, okay. I see the baby's head. You're crowning!" Dr. Reid announced. "On your next contraction, I need you to push."

Jared helped you up and you started to push.

"Good. Now hold it. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Great, get ready for another one!"

"Jared, I-I can't!" You sobbed.

"Yes, you can. You're the strongest woman I know, Y/N. I know you can give birth to our baby. Just imagine! Very soon, we'll have him or her here to cuddle with and hold." Jared cried with you, dabbing your forehead with a cold cloth that one of the Costco workers provided you with.

"I need you to push again, Y/N." Dr. Reid said.

Dr. Reid didn't know your name, but she gathered that much after hearing Jared and the kids say it. You geared up and started pushing again. You cried and you screamed as if all hell were breaking loose. There was a baby coming out of you... so in a way, all hell was breaking loose. You managed to hold the push for as long as Dr. Reid said you had to. Paramedics arrived as you successfully pushed the head out.

"Okay, hang on there, Y/N." Dr. Reid warned.

"What?" You sniffed, propping yourself up on your elbows to try and see what was going on down there better.

"The baby's cord is wrapped around its neck. I am going to unwrap it now."

You laid your head back in Jared's lap as she quickly tried to unravel the cord which was wrapped tightly around your baby's neck. One of the paramedics sat down to help Dr. Reid unwrap the cord, while the other started hooking you up to a portable machine, which took your vitals.

"Blood pressure is high. Let's try and get this baby out ASAP." The paramedic by your side announced.

"Okay, we're almost done. Y/N hang in there, don't push." Dr. Reid ordered.

You held on for as long as you could. You squeezed Jared's hand tighter and tighter with each passing minute. Once Dr. Reid successfully unwrapped the cord from around the baby's neck, she announced that you could start pushing again.

"Now give me a big push, we need to get the shoulders out!"

Dr. Reid counted down as you beared down and pushed.

"Good, now I need one more big one. A really big one, Y/N! I know you can do it."

"BP and heart rate increasing above normal for both baby and mom." The paramedic with the name tag "Michaels" told Dr. Reid.

You pushed as hard as you could again. Before you knew it, you we sinking down into Jared's lap, listening to the sweet sound of your baby's cries.

"It's a girl!" Dr. Reid smiled. "Congratulations! Dad, would you like to cut the cord?"

Jared smiled and gladly agreed. He cut the cord and then took his place at your head again. Dr. Reid cleaned out baby girl Padalecki's airways out, before placing her on your chest and covering you both up with a towel. You held onto your tiny baby as tight as you could before your eyes started to get heavy. As paramedics were loading you up onto a stretcher, you couldn't hang on any longer. You let your eyes fall close and the last thing you remembered was Jared gathering Tom, Shep and Odette up and telling you to "hang in there". The next thing you remembered was waking up in the hospital hours later. Jared was still by your side, the kids were conked out on the couch that was in you room.

"Hey honey." He smiled and said softly as he held your hand tightly.

"Hi. Where's our baby?" You questioned.

"She's down at the NICU, Baby Girl Padalecki is doing great for a Preemie." Jared gave you a kiss.

It was soft and slow, as if to say "thank you for having my baby" without actually using any words. It was a simple act to show his greatness towards you. Jared took you and the kids down to see your new baby. You stuck your hand in the hole of her little incubator and rubbed her belly.

"I think I have the perfect name for her." Jared smiled at you.

"What is it, daddy?" Tom cheered.

"Yeah? What is it?" Shep added.

"Blaire."

"Blaire?" Tom looked at Jared in disgust. "But Daaaaaady! That's a boy's name!"

"I love it. Blaire Delta Genna Padalecki." You smiled.

"Woah, woah! Two middle names? Where did they come from?" Jared laughed. "Tom, Blaire is a unisex name, which means you can use it for a boy and girl's name."

"Well. 'D' from Delta is like the 'D' from Danneel and the 'Elta ' from Delta is Dee's first name and 'Genna' is short for Genevieve. Incorporating her Aunties." You explained.

"Well, it's perfect." Jared grinned, kissing Odette's cheek.

Odette was up in his arms, looking down at her baby sister.

"Everyone say hi to Blaire Delta Genna Padalecki." Jared leaned over the incubator and kissed your forehead.

You were proud of the little family you made, even if baby Blaire was an accident. And for you to have her at Costco? You can, in fact, get everything there (babies included)!