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msmarvelouswinchester · 4 years

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No Strings Attached

Summary - Some words are better remained unspoken but not always. Sometimes it better to just confess.

Pairing - Jensen x Reader, past Jensen x OFC Sarah

Warning - Fluff, angst-ish, secret relationship, smut (18+), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oral sex (female receiving), swearing, insecurities, mentions of betrayal.

Word Count - 3178

Square Filled - Rockstar!Jensen ( @spndeanbingo ); Confessions ( @anyfandomgoesbingo )

A/N - This is written for my challenge "Chan's 500 followers challenge".

Request by @deanwanddamons - Hey hon! Huge congratulations on 500 followers! You deserve it 💞 Could you write ‘3. How was I such an idiot, to believe that you, out of all people, could ever love me?’ Jensen and Y/N 😘 (Hope you like it and sorry it got so long)

Beta'd by the lovely @miss-nerd95 (she is such a sweetheart! Thank you so much)

The beautiful spn dividers by @talesmaniac89

I love the Ackles fam, but for the sake of this fic, Jensen is single and was never married to Danneel.

Your eyes were focused on the man on stage, heart beating loudly as you watched his every movement the way his thick fingers were wrapped around the mic, that little smirk on his face as he sang along to the Eric Church’s song. Your head full of thoughts about what his fingers and mouth could do to you.

“Damn you, really turn me on, paintin' your toenails pink.” He sent you a sideway glance, giving you a knowing smile as he sang the lines. His tongue peeked out of his mouth as it swept over his lips, his action so casual yet it sent the audience into a frenzy. The song enriched by his voice was enough to make you squirm and the memories from last night were not helping you at all.

You should have seen this coming ever since the moment you had stepped into the green room that day, right before the Saturday Night Live. You had smirked to yourself when you saw Jensen's eyes slightly widening at the sight of you in the tight little skirt that you had paired with a see-through button down and matching bra, as you had walked up to him with a glass of wine in your hand.

A blush had crept up your neck when you had felt his eyes all over your body. You had taken a seat right beside him, just to rile him up a bit more. You knew he couldn't even kiss you because no one in the cast knew about your hidden rendezvous. You had furtively glanced at the actor beside you. With one brow raised slightly, Jensen was staring right at you.

“You want to go out there?” You jumped at Richard’s voice, pulling you out from your sinful thoughts. “I know you can sing.”

“You sure? Jensen has set the stage on fire. I don't think I have enough fuel to match that level.” You chuckled, looking out towards the stage as the said man wrapped an arm around Rob’s shoulder, jamming out to the music of the guitar. You hadn't even noticed when he had switched to another song because you were too busy staring at how his biceps flexed under his black shirt with every small movement of his arm. A puff of air left your mouth as he hit a high note in the song.

“Trust me, he will definitely not mind.” Richard winked.

“Um-thanks Speight, but I'd rather stay here and enjoy the show.” You politely declined Richard’s request. Tonight, the stage was a dangerous arena.

You took in a sharp breath as the last notes of the song strung in the air, the crowd erupting into a loud cheer as Rob struck the last chord on his guitar. “Thank you!” Jensen gave a dramatic bow, waving his hands in the air as he was exiting the stage which caused an uproar in the room. Handing over the mic to Rob, the actor left the stage.

“Enjoyed the show, sweetheart?” A smug smile tugged on his lips as he stalked towards you, the look on his face making you go weak in the knees.

“You put on quite a show out there.” You said, placing a hand on his chest.

“What can I say? I am a good performer. There is nothing better than seeing the audience satisfied,” Jensen replied and leaned towards you, bringing his mouth near your ear. “And then leave them begging for more.” Your heart was beating wildly making you gasp as his teeth grazed past your earlobe, a shiver running down your body to your core.

“Jackles!” Jared’s booming voice made you two jump apart. “We are going out for drinks, wanna join?”

“Yeah! Go ahead, I'll...uh-catch up. Y/N’s coming with me too.”

“Uh-okay!” Jared hesitated a bit before he rejoined the awfully jolly group of actors, making their way towards the bar a few blocks away from the convention.

“Ackles, anyone caught your eye yet?” Jared questioned his tv brother, which piqued your interest.

“So, I'm picking up random girls from the bar now to get my dick wet? Jare-” Jensen looked at his best friend with a look of pure disgust in his eyes.

“Jensen, that's not what I-”

“Now, don't start with your relationship crap. You know I don't do relationships anymore.” It wasn't like you didn't expect him to say this, but deep down it still hurt to hear him say that there was no one special in his life. You tuned out the rest of his words as you reminisced about your first night together.

The relationship between you and Jensen was complicated. A few months ago, you had hooked up in his Vancouver apartment after a drunken night and that had started the whole friends with benefit thing. No one knew that you two were sleeping together. It was something you two had decided to keep between yourselves because it wasn't like you were in a relationship, you two just fucked to relieve some tension. Or so you thought. You didn't even realise when you had fallen head over heels for the man but you had managed to keep your mouth shut.

Your eyes roamed around the room until it landed on Jensen to see him staring intently at you. An involuntary shiver ran down your body under his strong gaze. You left your seat and went to sit beside him at which he was taken by surprise.

“Miss me already?” He smirked, an eyebrow raised at you.

“Don’t shave.” You said.

“That doesn't answer my que-” the words got stuck in his throat as you placed your hand on his thigh. Jensen stiffened under your touch but thankfully the action went unnoticed by everyone else.

“What d'you think you're doin’?” He asked, his southern accent slipping through.

“Nothing.” You smirked as you hand travelled upwards towards his crotch but no one could see your little teasing session underneath the table. Jensen swallowed thickly as he fidgeted in his seat, trying to adjust his pants and to remove your hand but you were adamant. You coyly palmed his growing excitement as he sucked in a breath.

“Don't challenge me, Y/N/N.” He growled into your ear, your own panties were now ruined. “I can take you right here, right now. You want me to do that, to teach you a lesson for being a bad girl?”

“Where's your self control, Ackles?” You mocked.

Without answering your question, he suddenly stood up. “Y/N’s not feeling so hot. I think it's best if she goes back to the hotel.” Jensen told the cast. You licked your lips when you saw his dominant side jumping out.

“What ‘bout ya?” Jared drunkenly asked.

“She is in the room right beside me and it's too late. I'm going back to the hotel with her. I'm just being a gentleman.” Jensen said, trying to sound as convincing as possible. Everyone said their goodbyes and if anyone suspected anything, they didn't speak up.

A few minutes after leaving the bar, Clif pulled up in front of the bar. You and Jensen slipped into the backseat. That fifteen minutes drive felt like the longest time you had ever been in a car. The tension was so thick between, it could have been cut with a knife. Jensen did his best to restrain himself, so much so he barely looked at you because even Clif wasn't in on your little secret and you wanted to keep it that way.

You had barely closed the door before you felt Jensen’s hands all over your body. He abandoned his leather jacket before pushing you against the wall.

“I wanted to rip off your clothes the moment you walked into the room.” He murmured as he pinned you to the wall, kissing you roughly. “Do you have any idea how hard you made me tonight? Huh?” He breathed into the skin of your neck, making you whimper.

“Jay-uh, you were a t-tease as well. You sang that song tonight o-on purpose.” You breathed out. A gasp left your lips when Jensen hungrily ripped off your shirt and skirt leaving you in nothing but your bra and panties. You hooked your legs behind his back as he effortlessly picked you up and took you to the bed, putting you down before he climbed on top of you. Impatiently, you tugged at the hem of his t-shirt at which Jensen smirked and pulled the shirt over his head before throwing it on the floor. You took in the perfectly toned muscles of his chest and stomach like you were seeing him naked for the very first time, which of course wasn't, when he put a finger under your chin, making you look up at him.

“Like what you see?” He smirked as your hands travelled up to feel his hard pecs. Jensen grabbed your hand and moved them away from his chest as he leaned down to leave a trail of kisses down your body. You shuddered when his mouth found the sweet spot on your neck. He swiftly removed your bra, leaving only in your lacy panties. “You are so beautiful.” He murmured as he took in your naked form.

There wasn't a single part of your body that he didn't touch. His hands travelled all over your body, squeezing and pinching your skin as they moved until finally stopped on your breasts, kneading and massaging them.

“Jay-” you moaned as he continued to nibble at your sensitive skin. His mouth left your neck before latching onto your right nipple, his tongue flicking the bud making you cry out his name. “Oh fuck,” you whimpered as his fingers worked on your other nipple. You could feel him smirking before his mouth released you from its assault, pressing a kiss on the valley of your chest before moving south.

“Fuck baby, you're so wet. Where's your self control?” Jensen grunted when his hand brushed your damp panties before making a quick job of pulling them off you. He left kisses along the inside of both your thighs before you felt his hot breath fanning against where you needed him the most. He pressed a kiss on your aching pussy as you moaned for the hundredth time that night.

“Mhm, you always taste so good.” He growled against your pussy, the vibration of his voice making you shiver in anticipation. He started licking your clit slowly but then he picked up his pace as his tongue worked overtime. Your hands moved downwards, your fingers entangling with his hair. Jensen’s scruff scratched against your thigh, giving you a sweet, burning sensation which you knew would stay as a reminder of his unholy ministrations. His mouth and tongue continued to give you pleasure as the latter went in deep, hungrily eating you out.

“Fuck Jensen!” You exclaimed when you felt the pressure build up. You pulled at his scalp, making him groan against your pussy before he put a finger in you, at which you whimpered. He pumped in twice before adding another, successfully stretching you open.

“Shit!” Your back arched with pleasure as his fingers curled inside you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. The coil inside you tightened as he kept pumping his fingers.

“Fuck! Fuck Jay!” You mewled as you came on his fingers. He pulled out his fingers, licking them clean, while you tried to steady your breathing. Giving you a quick kiss, he pulled down his pants along with his boxers, his hardened length making you lick your lips at the sight. He took his cock and ran his hand up and down the shaft, the tip of his cock beaded with precum.

“Jensen.” You croaked.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart.” His deep voice growled as he sat there in all his naked glory.

“I-hm, I want you inside me.” Jensen quickly obliged as he lined himself with your entrance. Your mouth both sucked in a breath when he slipped his cock into you.

“You need to move.” He almost pulled out, leaving only his tip inside you before pushing all of him back in again. You buckled up your hips to match with his thrusts, making him groan. Your pussy clenched around him as the knot in your stomach tightened once again.

“Fuck Y/N!” He growled as his thrusts started to become sloppy.

“I am gonna-Jay!” your back arched as the coil in your stomach snapped and you felt yourself coming undone for the second time that night. Jensen thrusted a few more times before he spilled his seed inside you, coating your walls. “Shit Y/N!” He panted as he dropped his head into the crook of your neck. Pressing his lips on yours, he pulled out of you and rolled over, both of you panting hard, as you came down from your high before he got up to get a piece of cloth to clean you both up.

You were lying in his arms, basking in the post-coital bliss, both of you still in an euphoric state when those fateful words were muttered. “I think I'm in love with you.” The sentence slipped out before you could have stopped yourself and that's when you felt him beside you stiffen up.

“I thought we agreed this thing to be no-strings attached.” He said, his voice hard as rock as he spat the words out, making you wince at the sheer intensity of disgust in those ten little words.

“I-I thought, I'm sorry. I know what I got myself into,” you scoffed, “How was I such an idiot, to believe that you, out of all people, could ever love me?” You left the soft hotel bed, wrapping yourself with the white sheet to cover your modesty and self-respect or what was left of it.

“Where are you going?” Jensen asked as he watched you pick up the pieces of your clothing strewn about the room, putting them back on as you tried to swallow the lump in your throat.

‘Was that concern in his voice?’ You wondered but you decided not to voice your thoughts instead you retorted, “No-strings attached, remember? I am going back to my room.” And that was the last thing you said before you left hurriedly.

Closing the door behind you, you burst into tears. You almost ran back into your room because you didn't want to be seen by anyone and read some nasty headline on the celebrity gossip page the next day.

You didn't know how long you cried, lying there in your bed as you blamed yourself for completely messing up a good relationship. Wait, why were you even calling your arrangement a relationship?

That man didn't do relationships. How could you be so stupid to say those words to him? Maybe deep down inside, you had hoped that Jensen felt the same about you but after tonight all your hopes had been turned to dust. You laid motionless in your bed with tears streaming down your cheeks until two short knocks on your door interrupted your pity party.

A sense of fear seeped into you. Did someone see you in the hallway? You wondered. Gathering up a bit of courage you opened the door to find the man you least expected to show up on the other side.

“Wha-” Jensen barged into the room, closing the door behind him.

“Sarah, my last girlfriend she-I loved her, God did I love her but she took advantage and stabbed me in the back, left me there in the pool of my own blood.” He let out a shaky breath.

You still remembered that night in the trailer clearly. You and Jensen were still getting to know each other and you had never seen him have a breakdown like that. Sarah had used Jensen's name to get further in the industry and used his money but then she had owned up to never loving him and cheating on him with another man. Thomas was sick so Jared had to leave immediately while you had stayed with him that night in the trailer because you knew if you left him alone, he would have drowned himself in alcohol.

“I swore off dating, then you came along. After our first night in my Vancouver apartment, I didn't want to let you go. You were also healing from your last breakup and we both needed something to release the tension so I asked you to be my friend with benefits.”

“Jay-”

“Let me complete because I owe you an explanation and I'm here to give you one. All this time I was thinking that my feelings towards you were not romantic because I was scared to fall in love again until tonight when I watched you storm out of my room. I realised that I was lying to everyone including myself and I don't think I can live with that. ” You searched his face to find any sort of pity or a lie but all you saw were eyes filled with adoration for you. “Now I know I'm an idiot and I have royally fucked everything up but I think I'm ready to take a leap and I don’t want anyone but you by my side.”

You didn't even know when you had started crying. Jensen came closer to you, cupping your face, he whispered, “I want you, all strings attached.”

“Am I really the person you want?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?” A look of confusion descended on his face.

“Okay. I can give us a chance but I need you to be all in. I want you with all your strings attached as well.” You said, your lips curling up to form a soft smile.

“I am all in.” He said and leaned in, capturing your lips with his. Your one hand moved to the back of his neck and another gripped his bicep to ground yourself. It was a soft kiss filled with love and new promises.

“I do have one condition.” You said after breaking the kiss.

“I agree.” Jensen said, pecking your lips.

“You didn't even hear it.”

“I don't have to. I agree with it.” He smiled.

“Well then, no sex for one month.” You smirked as you Jensen's mouth fell open.

“One month?”

“You already agreed to it.” You giggled when he pouted at you. “Oh don't make that face. You have two hands, use them.”

“What about kissing?”

“I think I can allow kissing.” You chuckled making him sigh in relief.

“I love you and I'm a dumbass for not realising it before.” Your heart swelled in your chest as you heard him say those words back. “And I think Jared is going to earn some betting money in the morning when we walk into the room hand in hand.”

“We are telling everyone about us? So no secret meetings?”

“No secret meetings. I will shout it from the rooftops that you're mine because like I told you, I want you with all the strings attached.”

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jawritter · 5 years

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sofreddie · 4 years

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This Is How We Heal (Part 13 - Final)

Summary: Jared and Reader meet due to an unfortunate accident. They talk and end up leaning on one another because they feel no one else understands.

Characters: Jared, Jensen, Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: 1,445

A/N: I have finally reached the end of this arduous journey. This fic, and those that have commented along the way, have helped me to heal and process my own grief. Thank you so much to everyone who read and commented and joined in the journey.

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PART 12

Jared was glad to be doing the regular convention circuit once more. He missed his friends, the energy, the fans. It had taken him quite a while to be able to get to this point.

He knew there would be questions so he needed to make sure he could handle it. It helped to have Jensen with him.

As they took the stage for their panel, the fans erupted in cheers, happy to see Jared once more. He smiled brightly, waving at them and enjoying their energy.

Jensen stood just to the side, arms in pose as if 'presenting' Jared to the crowd. Then he clapped along with the fans, welcoming him back. They settled into their seats and began talking wit the fans. It wasn't long before a fan asked how he was doing after everything.

"Well, it's been tough, that's for sure," Jared laughed lightly, "But I had Jensen and Danneel and all of you," he paused to smile as they cheered and clapped for him.

"Y/N has been a big part of that too," Jensen chimed in with a nod, "Our little family's own guardian angel."

"She's a huge part of it," Jared agreed, "She pulled me and my kids from the wreckage. We're all still alive because of her," he wiped a stray tear as Jensen patted him on the back reassuringly, "And she's been my best friend every step through this."

"She was in the other car," Jensen explained to gasps from the crowd, "She lost her husband too. Yet, she still managed to keep us all strong and going."

"She actually encouraged me with AKF and getting back to work and conventions." Everyone cheered and Jared was grateful for the support. The fans backed him completely and it only made him feel more blessed.

They continued through the panel and before long, they were backstage, ready to wrap up the event.

"You look ready to get home," Jensen teased with a laugh.

"I miss the kids," Jared admitted with a sigh. Though he facetimed with them regularly, it just wasn't the same.

"Mmhmm," Jensen smirked, "And it's got nothing to do with the new girlfriend waiting at home?"

Jared grinned despite himself, "Yeah, I miss her too."

Y/N sat in one of the chairs of the circle. She looked around at the empty chairs and took a deep breath. It had been a while since she'd been back to the hospital or the meetings, but this time was different.

Several people started filing in and taking their seats. Y/N sipped on the cheap cup of coffee as she waiting for everyone to get settled. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly before opening her eyes and smiling at the group.

"Hello," she greeted, "My name is Y/N Y/L/N and I am a grief counselor here at the hospital."

It had taken so much for her to get through her own pain and issues. Now that she was healing, she wanted to be there for others, like she had been for Jared. Like he had been for her.

"I've actually been in this group before," she stated, "So I understand where you're coming from. When I first came here, I didn't want to be here. But I needed it."

"Having a support system is so very important. But it also helps to have friends and acquaintances outside of your normal life that you can talk and share with."

"It's not an easy road," she sighed and shook her head, "And there's no set time frame for how long it takes you to heal. You heal in your own way and at your own pace. Don't let others set timetables for you. Just keep moving forward, everyday."

She went around the room, allowing each person to introduce themselves if they saw fit. Some did, some did not. As she looked around the room, there were all new faces. But the familiarity of their grief, their pain, their struggle. They were the same.

When she had decided to go to the hospital and talk to Mrs. Warren, her own grief counselor, she realized she wanted to help others. With the support of Jared and the others, she enrolled in a class to become a counselor.

Although she was nervous, and a part of her was trying to climb back into her trauma just from being there, she pushed on. She needed to focus on building a life, doing something other than wallowing. The thought of helping others made her heart sing with purpose.

Sharing your grief and guilt can be so very hard. Whether with family or a room full of strangers. It's easy to feel like others don't understand or don't care. It's easy to be blinded by the grief and let it consume all that you are.

Fighting is hard. Getting up every day and putting one foot in front of the other is hard. Especially when your grief feels like a ton of bricks on your shoulders holding you down. But it can be done. She was proof of that. So she would pass her healing onto others.

After her spa weekend with Dani, Y/N spent all night staying up with Jared as they lay in bed and talk. She told him about her revelations, what happened with Sara, and how she felt about it all.

Jared was so proud, congratulating her and making her revelations a huge deal. She tried to play it down, but Jared wouldn't let her.

"Jay and Dani said we should celebrate progress."

It was then that she kissed him. Not the sweet, chaste kisses to which they'd become accustomed. No, she kissed him with a passion that made his heart jump.

They made love that night, in the bed they'd shared every night for so long now. Jared had begged her to be his, to be with him for real and completely.

This time, it was easy for her to say yes.

Y/N smiled to herself as she walked through the peaceful cemetery. The warm sun shone down on her. It had been a while since she'd been here. There was usually a sense of dread and guilt and foreboding weighing down on her with every step.

Now, her steps felt lighter. The air felt fresh. The quiet and tranquil memorial park no longer hurt. Now, it welcomed her, to visit those that had passed and pay her respects.

She stopped in front of a large headstone, knelt down to place flowers on the grave and remove the old, dried ones.

"Sorry it's been a while," she said with a small smile, "I've been busy lately. I started as a counselor if you can believe that," she laughed, "I think you'd be proud."

"Liam is doing well too. He's making friends, doing great in school, growing like a weed," she chuckled, "I see so much of you in him sometimes."

She grinned and stood, placing a hand on top of the headstone, "We're gonna be okay," she promised. She glanced over the engravings on the stone, letting her fingers run over his name, Brian.

She turned to leave, starting her slow trek back towards her car. She suddenly stopped, turning her head towards the other grave she knew across the way. She bit her lip, before walking over and stopping in front of the other headstone.

"Hey Gen," she smiled politely. She had so much she wanted to say. She wanted to tell her she forgave herself. She wanted to tell her how amazing her friends and family are and how lucky she feels to be a part of their lives. She wanted to tell her how much she adores her children. How she would go mother bear in an instant over them. She wanted to tell her that she wished there was more she could have done, but she knew she did all she could.

Instead, she hoped Gen knew all of that. That may be someway, she could see her, see all of them. So she made a promise instead.

"I'll take care of them. All of them. I'll do my very best to keep the pain away and soothe it when it's there. I'll be there. I promise."

It was a big thing for her. A promise to stay. A promise to care for them. A promise to care for herself so she could care for them.

But she would try, every day, to live up to it.

Sometimes grief can be a long and arduous journey. But as long as you keep moving forward, keep working through it, one day you'll find yourself healed.

Forevers:

@sis-tafics

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RPF:

@smoothdogsgirl

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Spn Meant To Be Masterlist - 2016

Here is the roundup from the last spn_meanttobe challenge! The entries were wonderful and stay tuned for details regrading a brand new challenge coming this way soon!

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Title: Butterfly in a Glass case Author: all_the_damned Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 5K+ Warnings: dollification, spanking, rimming, indentured servitude, prostitution, BDSM, dubious consent/non-con, hurt/comfort, mental atrophy, body modification, control collars Prompt: "Captured": Lifelong best friends James Laird and Lola Caraway are reunited when Lola moves to LA after college. Lola is starting her new life, new job, and a new romance with a successful lawyer--a relationship which forces James to question the nature of his feelings for Lola.James has always been a master at pleasuring women, so it was an easy transition to play a Master on-screen in a series of BDSM videos which have brought him fame and the promise of a lucrative career. The films have also brought him the attention of hardcore producer Eva Satana, who wants James to be a ruthless Dominant -for real- in her brutal and extreme BDSM scenes.James soon finds himself caught in a contract he cannot break and compelled by threats to the woman who's stood by him through everything.Summary: When you’re a doll, there’s not much to do other than dream. Jared can barely remember a time when he wasn’t a doll. On the best and worst days, he gets to be with Jensen. Link to fic: Ao3 (Must be logged in to read) Title: Can a Girl Ever Have Too Many Cowboys? Artist: beelikej Pairing: Danneel/Jeff/Jensen/Jared Rating: PG-13 Medium: Photoshop Warnings: Polymory Prompt: 33. The Trouble With Texas CowboysNo sooner does pint-sized spitfire Jill Cleary set foot on Fiddle Creek Ranch than she finds herself in the middle of a hundred-year-old feud. Quaid Brennan and Tyrell Gallagher are both tall, handsome, and rich...and both are courting Jill to within an inch of her life. She's doing her best to give these feuding ranchers equal time-too bad it's dark-eyed Sawyer O'Donnell who makes her blood boil and her hormones hum.Link to art: LiveJournal Title: Home of the present Author: crimsonepitaph Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: R Word Count: 32K Warnings: language, mentions of depression Prompt: A man in need of a comeback…A woman in need of love. Off the court, tennis star Jason Cartwright's playboy image is taking a public beating. On the court, he's down forty-love. A comeback is in order, but the makeover he needs is in the hands of the woman he loved and left fifteen years ago. While single-mom, Izzy Connors, sees people for who they really are through the lens of her camera, even without it, she knows Jason isn't the star he appears to be. All she sees is his wasted talent and playboy lifestyle. Will the click of her camera shatter his world as well as his heart? Summary: Jared Padalecki is a failing tennis legend striving for a comeback. Jensen Ackles is the unwitting photographer co-opted in the makeover project, a biography meant to change the game. Single dad, definitely not a fan of Padalecki's, and a cynical human being in general, Jensen takes the job out of necessity, and gears for a year long charade. But what happens when Jensen discovers more than he signed up for - not just about Padalecki, but about himself?Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: Jensen's Choice Author: zara_zee Artist: amberdreams Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 44K Warnings: Kidnapping, violence, torture, minor character deaths, dubious consent*, rough sex, light kink (bondage, spanking, edging/orgasm delay,cock cage, slight D/s), crime, discussions of child abuse, smoking, drug use, addict in recovery, bad language and homophobic insults.*For the purposes of a dark romance, I’ll say dubious consent, however it should be noted that in the beginning, Jared has all the power and Jensen’s consent is definitely coerced. In the real world, I would classify that as rape. On the whole many unhealthy attitudes to consent are conveyed here.Prompt: An ex-pool hustler must fight her attraction to a sinful, sexy biker when she's kidnapped by the Dragons MC and sold to the club's Vice-President. Summary: Seven years ago talented pool hustler Jensen Ackles fled LA for his home state of Texas—with a price on his head and HellSpawn MC on his tail. Now, Jensen’s past has finally caught up with him. His debt has been bought out by the Vice-President of HellSpawn, Jared Padalecki, who expects Jensen to satisfy his dark sexual appetites. But even worse than life as the VP’s beck-and-call boy is the very real possibility that Jensen just might be falling for the sinfully sexy biker. Link to fic: on LiveJournal Link to art: on LiveJournal Title: Pranking the Padalecki Author: whiskygalore Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 9K Warnings: younger Jensen, older Jared, spanking, bad language, schmoop with a happy ending Prompt: The Brat Next Door Tessa Randall has loved playing practical jokes on her brother's best friend, Trace Samuels, for as long as she can remember. But when she pushes him too far one day, she finds herself getting her long-overdue comeuppance over his lap. When Trace follows this treatment with a kiss, Tessa's confused emotions take an unexpected twist. Has she been menacing the boy next door her whole life, just to get closer to him? Has it been her motive all along to simply get his attention? And if so, where does she go now that she unquestionably has it? Summary: Jensen Ackles has loved pranking his brother’s best friend, Jared Padalecki, for almost as long as he can remember. But when he pushes Jared too far one day and finds himself on the wrong end of a spanking, Jensen lets slip a secret that might change things forever.Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: Up Against Your Will Author: amypond45 Pairing: Jared/Jensen, past Jared/Genevieve, past Jensen/others Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 17K Warnings: reference to past rape/abuse (not graphic or specific) Prompt: Blind Wolf: Julia has never been on a date in her life. She's a curvy girl with no money, no education, and no way out of the town she works in as a library assistant... until Damien shows up. He's just like the prince charming Julia always imagined would sweep her off of her feet. There are just a few things standing in the way of true happiness: he's blind, he's dating someone, and he's WAY out of her league. Oh, and he's a werewolf. Damien lost his eyes two years ago in a wolf battle. Ever since then, the straggler pack of disabled wolves he leads has been searching for a place to call home. One house seems like the perfect choice, but Damien realizes too late that the person who lives there is the girl he met at the library. The human girl. Damien is torn between loyalty to his pack and raw lusting desire for the girl who haunts his dreams day and night. She's a human. How could she be his true mate? Summary: Jensen wasn’t planning to rent out the apartment in his basement. But when a tall, handsome stranger offers him a deal he can’t refuse, Jensen puts aside his natural shyness and lets Jared move into his home. Now Jensen’s having intense dreams, hearing strange sounds in the night, and one day he sees a wolf in his backyard. Can Jensen regain his carefully ordered life (and his sanity) before it completely unravels? Or will he give in to his passion for the beautiful blind man with all the wildness in his heart? Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: Dead men do tell tales Author: siriala Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 18K Warnings: mildly creepy and supernatural stuff surrounding death (which is not made into a major issue in this fic), shady but friendly Chad, voyeurism, judgmental and mean people Prompt: Her Ladyship's CompanionIn the Scottish countryside of Selkirk, Lady Isabella Stirling resides at Bowhill Park, serving penance for a sin that nearly ruined her family. For five years she has been condemned to a loveless marriage and confined to the estate where she does little more than tend her rose garden. With her husband absent for months at a time and few visitors, Bella lives a lonely existence, denying the passions that burn within her very soul.Then her cousin comes for a visit and makes an outrageous suggestion: what Bella needs is a lover. A hired lover. Despite her need, Bella says no. But soon Mr. Gideon Rosedale arrives-and he is at her service for two weeks. Indulging in what she intends to be a harmless flirtation, Bella is overcome by Gideon's intoxicating presence. And when she at last permits him to satisfy her desires, she discovers she's done the unthinkable-she's fallen in love.Summary: Jared has been alone most of his life. Good thing dead people can't be picky when he talks to them. Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: The Roommate Author: ashtraythief Artist: beelikej Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: NC-17 for fic, PG-13 for art Word Count: 12.6K Warnings: ummm… there’s porn? And description of unhygienic storage of clothes? Unhealthy amounts of cereal consumption? Idk, this is just really schmoopy and floofy. Prompt: One Night With Her RoommateEver since her former roommates deserted her, Meg has had to share an apartment with a lazy, obnoxious ass. He won’t pick up after himself, and he refuses to get a good job. Plus, he doesn’t always wear enough clothes—which is really a problem, because he’s hot. Maybe he’s occasionally funny. And every now and then he can be sweet. But mostly he’s just annoying. It doesn’t matter how much he’s starting to flirt with her—Meg is going to resist. She’s way too smart to fall for a guy who never takes anything seriously. But then everything changes in only one night.Summary: When Jared moves in with Jensen, Jensen’s life is turned upside down. Jared is a terrible roommate; messy, loud and entirely obnoxious. Unfortunately, he’s also pretty hot and even kinda nice when his socks aren’t clogging up the sink. Not that Jensen would ever do anything about that, because Jared is straight and a giant slob. Or so Jensen thinks. Link to fic: on Ao3 Link to art: on LiveJournal Title: My Wicked Pirate Artist: kinkajou Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: G Warnings: none Prompt: Azure-eyed Alanis was by far the most exquisite treasure ever claimed by the black pirate known as the Viper, but his motives went deeper than his silken promise to ravish the feisty Yorkshire heiress. Commanding the waters of the Caribbean was his means to an end: reclaiming his birthright—and his blood debt against those who had betrayed him.Then he gave her nights of wicked pleasure...Comfortably betrothed to a nobleman, Alanis never imagined the heady emotions involved in the true games of seduction—games this blackguard seemed to thoroughly enjoy playing with her. Swept up into an adventure that soon revealed a gentleman and kindred spirit beneath the ruthless veneer of a privateer, Alanis began to soften towards her enigmatic captor, as her pride and her heart fell under his erotic spell.Link to art: on Ao3 Title: After All This Time Author: safiyabat Artist: vilabelle Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Gen/Danneel, Jared/Stephen, J2DG Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 7K Warnings: Internalized homophobia, het sex, Chad Prompt: Kinky Neighbors: The Mitchells and the Harts have been next door neighbors and friends for the past year. They have loads in common; double incomes, professional careers, no kids...and a kinky streak. Now they're about to become very good friends...with kinky benefits. The sex between them all is hot, naughty, and unbearably exciting. It isn't merely swapping partners and moving to another room; it's true foursome sex, same room, same bed, all four involved. For Drew and Cat Mitchell and Logan and Alexis Hart, it's about barreling through boundaries none of them have ever crossed before, doing kinky things they've only fantasized about. But when they begin to exchange not just sex but emotional connection, the problems start; a little jealousy, feeling left out, wanting more from the wrong partner. Can two couples really share everything without losing it all? Summary: Jensen's a pretty happy guy. He's happily married to his hometown sweetheart, Danneel, and he's got a thriving law practice in Austin. He lives next door to his lifelong best friend, Jared, who is married to his and Danneel's girlfriend, Gen. When Danneel and Gen suggest bringing Jared into the bedroom, though, things get weird. Jensen thought Jared had gotten over his schoolboy crush on Jensen, but it turns out that Jared isn't the only one with lingering feelings.Link to fic: on LiveJournal Link to art: on LiveJournal Title: The Lost Author: phoenix1966 Artist: amberdreams Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 93K Warnings: swearing, murder (off-screen), violence, m/m, top!Jensen, bottom!Jared, bottom!Misha (offscreen) Prompt: Al King is a rock singer and selfish stud extraordinaire. His brother and manager, Paul King, gets Al whatever he wants and boy does he want a lot. Dallas is a former hooker gone beauty queen/actress. Everyone wants a piece of her and she plays hardball like the best of them. What happens when the plane they are on crashes in the middle of the Amazon jungle? Summary: Big screen star Jensen Ackles was on his way to Brazil to continue filming his latest project. He was glad to lose himself in the role and bury the pain of his broken heart by slipping on a stranger’s skin. Because of his manager’s twisted attempt to help, he found himself on a private jet with a high-class rent boy. Before he could figure out what to do with that, a bolt of lightning sent them tumbling into the rainforest. Link to fic: on Ao3 Link to art: on LiveJournal Title: The Other Wesson Author: firesign10 Artist: milly_gal Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 8K Warnings: none Prompt: Beth Bradley has a problem. Everyone is expecting her successful music executive boyfriend, Charlie, to be her date for her best friend’s wedding. There’s one hitch: Charlie doesn’t exist. Unless she can think of something fast, she’s headed for the most humiliating weekend of her life. Alex Tanner has a problem. The former Navy SEAL's search for a double agent lands him at the Kensington Hotel, and he needs a cover to finish the job. When the sexy maid of honor blackmails him into pretending to be her lover, he thinks he's been handed the solution. Except Beth has a way of stumbling into trouble, and when the man Alex is hunting starts targeting Beth, Alex has to decide between solving the mystery or protecting the woman who has stolen his heart. Summary: Jensen Ackles has a problem. Everyone is expecting his successful accountant boyfriend, Sam Wesson, to be his date for his best friend’s wedding. And Jensen is the wedding planner! There’s one hitch: Sam doesn’t exist. Unless he can think of something fast, Jensen is headed for the biggest humiliation of his life. Jared Padalecki has a problem. The government agent's search for a possible sex trafficking ring lands him at the Isla Grande Resort on the Gulf of Mexico, and he needs a cover to finish the job. When he meets the sexy wedding planner while planting a bug in his room, Jensen blackmails him into pretending to be his boyfriend. Jared doesn't mind--he thinks he's been handed the ideal cover. Except Jensen stumbles into trouble, and Jared has to decide if this resort romance is just play-acting—or the real thing! Link to fic: on Ao3 (art embedded in fic) Title: These Violent Delights Author: dimpled_sammy Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 82K Warnings: Violence, gangsters, minor character death Prompt: Romancing the Mob Boss. Trina Hathaway is a waitress in a Las Vegas strip joint who spends a romantic evening with a good looking hunk she met at the club. Hoping to see him again, but not disappointed when she doesn’t, she goes on with her life. But a week later, when she interviews for a job at the renowned PaLargio Hotel and Casino on the Vegas Strip, and discovers that the owner of the hotel is the man she had slept with, a man who very much wishes to rekindle what they had captured that passionate night, her entire life spirals into a new and dramatic world where family ties and ever-increasing violence ropes them in. Summary: Jared Padalecki has only ever wanted to get out of Sin City. Trapped by extenuating circumstances, he works as a waiter in a Las Vegas strip joint, doing what he can to get by, including spending a romantic evening with a handsome stranger who wanders into the club one night. Hoping to see the stranger again, but not disappointed when he doesn’t, Jared moves on with his life. A month later, Jared interviews for a job as a financial consultant at one of the largest and newly made over Hotels on the Vegas strip. Jared gets the job, only to discover that his new boss is the same man he slept with: Jensen Ackles, the enigmatic and ice cold business man. Jensen Ackles, the city's biggest mob boss. Torn between his longing to get out of the city and his yearning to be closer to Jensen, Jared finds himself being sucked into a new and dangerous world where loyalty is everything, passion exists on a knife-edge, and the ever-increasing violence makes it impossible to escape. Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: Heartstrings Author: madebyme_x Artist: quickreaver Pairing: Jared/Jensen Rating: PG-13 Word Count: 7.5K Warnings: Language and references to drug and alcohol abuse Prompt: Heartstrings. As Julia prepares to settle in for another typical 12-hour shift in the ER, she's ready to handle anything...That's before Slade Hale rolls into her life...on a stretcher surrounded by 15 doctors and nurses. To her he's just another patient, and a cocky asshole Rock Star with an ego. Or at least that's what she thinks. When she's assigned to be his personal nurse, Julia suddenly feels out of her comfort zone. Slade is the most beautiful man she's ever seen in person and even in his vulnerable condition he seethes of raw sex appeal. When he starts to wake up, that's when the real trouble begins...Julia desperately attempts to fight his charm and wit, to stay professional, to keep the upper hand. Summary: Washed-up rock star Jared is rushed to hospital, and it's up to uptight nurse Jensen to fix more than broken bones. But what is it that they say? Opposites attract, or something like that... Link to fic: on LiveJournal Link to art: on LiveJournal

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Title: Behind Glass Author: museaway Pairing: Dean/Castiel Rating: Teen Word Count: 21.3K Warnings: Temporary Character Death Prompt: Life as he has known it is over for Adan when his mother tells him she has bought a mansion in an exclusive community high in the redwood mountains. There are no other young people living there except one, a girl named Chrystal who has never been outside the community before or known anyone her own age. But Adan can only admire Chrystal from afar, she is beautiful and he is covered in scars. Summary: Castiel has spent his life secluded in the woods. At his father’s warning, he’s never left the property. He has no memory of his mother, and his father doesn’t come above twice a year with supplies now that Castiel is grown. But when he befriends a boy named Sam who trespasses on his land, and Sam's older brother, whose face and arm were maimed in an accident, he begins to doubt everything his father has told him. Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: The Trouble with Benny Author: angelus2hot Pairing: Dean/Benny Rating: PG-13 Word Count: 2K Warnings: none Prompt: Can a girl ever have too many cowboys?No sooner does pint-sized spitfire Jill Cleary set foot on Fiddle Creek Ranch than she finds herself in the middle of a hundred-year-old feud. Quaid Brennan and Tyrell Gallagher are both tall, handsome, and rich...and both are courting Jill to within an inch of her life. She's doing her best to give these feuding ranchers equal time-too bad it's dark-eyed Sawyer O'Donnell who makes her blood boil and her hormones hum.Summary: It took awhile for Sam to realize even though Dean could have almost anyone he wanted, his brother only wanted Benny. But when he did he and Garth devised a plan to get Dean to finally go after what he wanted. Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: Happenstance Author: stonenumberone Pairing: Sam/Dean Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 18K Warnings: Pre-series AU, underage sex, underage drinking, complete lack of listening to the concept of Stranger Danger, swearing and just a little bit of angst and sibling incest. Prompt: Colin Hartman can now add college to his list of failures. On the coast-to-coast trek home from California, Colin stops at a gas station in the Nevada desert, and can’t help noticing the guy in tight jeans looking like he just stepped off a catwalk. When he realizes Catwalk is stranded, Colin offers a ride. Riley only intended to take a short ride in Colin’s Jeep to the Grand Canyon. But one detour leads to another until they finally find themselves tumbling into bed together. However there are shadows in Riley’s eyes that hide a troubled past. And when those shadows threaten to bury the man whom Colin has fallen in love with, he vows to get Riley the help he needs. For once in his life, quitting isn’t an option… Summary: Dean’s never been really good at that whole “accomplishment” thing. Drifting is the one thing he really knows how to do, and a trip after his latest failure—college—with just him, his car, and the wide open road is exactly what he needs. Running into a boy with legs longer than the California coastline was definitely not on the agenda, but hey, it’s not like Dean has anywhere else to be. When the trip becomes more of a series of detours, Dean finds himself more and more drawn to the young Sam, who seems to be carrying more baggage than Dean originally thought. A secret revealed threatens to shatter everything they’ve built together in this short time; will they make it through or crash and burn like every other thing Dean has ever touched? Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: Sunrise Cove Obsession Author: smalltrolven Pairing: Sam/Dean Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 9K Warnings: Beyond Awful!John Winchester Prompt: Naomi Bowes lost her innocence the night she followed her father into the woods. In freeing the girl trapped in the root cellar, Naomi revealed the horrible extent of her father’s crimes and made him infamous. No matter how close she gets to happiness, she can’t outrun the sins of Thomas David Bowes. Now a successful photographer living under the name Naomi Carson, she has found a place that calls to her, a rambling old house in need of repair, thousands of miles away from everything she’s ever known. Naomi wants to embrace the solitude, but the kindly residents of Sunrise Cove keep forcing her to open up—especially the determined Xander Keaton. Naomi can feel her defenses failing, and knows that the connection her new life offers is something she’s always secretly craved. But the sins of her father can become an obsession, and, as she’s learned time and again, her past is never more than a nightmare away. Summary: When the boys are forcibly separated at twelve and eight by a father gone mad their lives take very different turns. When they are then reunited fifteen years later, they don’t recognize each other. Dean’s promise to stay away from Sam even though unwittingly broken brings a danger back that may kill them both. Link to fic: on Ao3 Title: Indelible Author: dare_darcy Pairing: Dean/Sam Rating: M Word Count: 25K Warnings: Light BDSM Prompt: Leni Brewster should have been disappointed when her twin sister had to bail on holding her hand during her first tattoo, but going to her appointment solo means time alone with the sexy-as-hell tattoo artist who falls into the Do Not Touch category. Only Jamie Rodriguez isn't as off-limits as Leni thinks. Privately single for months, Jamie finds himself more than looking forward to having the hot little librarian in his chair. And when she accidentally reveals a naughty secret about herself, he can't get his hands on her fast enough-he has to know what else she's hiding under that buttoned-up exterior. What he discovers sets his blood to boiling, igniting a burning determination to test every single one of the boundaries, both personal and physical, that she's set for herself. Summary: Dean Singer is a tattoo artist, single and unhappily so. Sam Winchester is the sexy librarian who has been feeding his secret book habit. When Sam walks into Dean's shop, will Sam break through Dean's walls and see the man beneath? (Summary to be fixed when I'm not sleep deprived.) Link to fic: on Ao3

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controloffandoms · 6 years

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Paparazzi (J.A.)

Prompt: Requested by anonymous for a friend. (I’m sorry, I lost the ask so I came up with this without the prompt)

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Daughter!Reader, slight Thomas Padalecki x reader

Words: 3193

Warnings: cursing, Paparazzi, panic, anxiety

Notes: I may or may not have been reading a lot of fics about the daughter/dad relationship between Jensen and his daughter, the reader. For the purposes of this story, Thomas is 17, Shep is 10 and Odette is 5. JJ is 8, Arrow and Zep are 4. Maison is 13 and West is 16. Obviously I’m changing the years of birth :)

Part 2

Ever since you could remember, you had been put in the spotlight. Your father, Jensen Ackles, was a huge star in the show Supernatural and everyone wanted to know about his personal life...and that included you. Not to mention that you had a weird family from the cast of Supernatural. You had your Uncles Jared, Misha, Jim, and so on. You had you Aunts Ruth, Kim, and so on.

The nice thing was that you could shield your younger siblings from the paps. You could almost make their life normal. You were the oldest, you could grab all of the attention in the room in order to keep your siblings at a safe distance from those who would try to get too close to your younger siblings.

You weren’t Danneel child biologically. You did call her mom, though. Your mother had dropped you off at Jensen’s when you were just a baby. That had been eighteen years ago. You’d met Danneel in 2007. It had been a while since your father had met someone and you knew he was seeing someone, but you hadn’t gotten to meet her until about a year after they had started dating. You were seven at the time and loved her instantly. When you turned nine, Danneel and your father were expecting their first child and you finally got your wish for a little sister. When you turned thirteen, you got two more siblings and you loved them all unconditionally.

You would do anything for them. Which is why you were in your current situation. “You remember the store Mom went in, right JJ,” you asked her quickly.

“Yeah, the Victoria Secret store,” she replied.

“Good, take your brother and sister into the store and find Mom, okay? Tell her that we need to be leaving soon,” you gave your sister a tight smile, trying to keep calm.

You watched as they left through the back of the music store. You watched as some of the paps went to follow and you had to think fast. You started playing the piano in a rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody accompanied with the singing. That certainly drew the paps eyes. They swarmed you and you inwardly cringed. You hated singing and playing any instrument in front of anyone, let alone paparazzi.

As you finished the small segment of the song, you stood from the piano and tried to make your way out of the store, but there was no out. Your breath picked up slightly. You hated being trapped. The paps just kept shouting questions at you. Some of them on how you learned to play the piano and sing, others on very personal matters, others you couldn’t distinguish. “I need to go-please.”

You tried to push through the paps, but they kept pushing you back. “P-please, I need to leave. I have-I have to go,” you whispered.

They kept shouting questions and kept preventing you from leaving. Your breathing continued to get faster as tears started to prickle at your eyes. You don’t know how long it was until someone was pushing their way through the crown and putting an arm around your shoulder, shouting back at the paps and forcing his way through the waves of men and women trying to get a story.

Once you were a safe distance from the store, the person stopped walking. “Hey sweetheart, are you alright,” he asked.

“Daddy,” you buried your head in his chest and wrapped your arms around him tightly. He wrapped his arms around you just as tight, placing his chin on the top of your head and talking calmly to you.

“It’s okay, don’t work yourself up. I’m sorry they attacked you like that. I thought y’all would be fine for a couple of hours by yourselves,” he hugged you even closer, running a hand over your back in an attempt to ground you.

“They-they just came out of nowhere and I was-I was with JJ and the twins and I knew that they would be scared if they stayed and I told them find Mom and then some of the paps wanted to follow them so I had to distract them and then they just all crowded me and they wouldn’t let me out and they just kept coming and screaming at me,” you sobbed slightly, holding your dad tighter.

“I’m sorry baby. I should have been there sooner.”

“Are Mom and the kids okay,” you asked after a quiet moment.

“They are just fine. They’re waiting in the car. Dani’s worried about you,” your father responded, pulling away from you slightly. “Ready to go, kid?”

A couple of weeks passed and you were finally feeling less afraid of leaving the house. As you walked through the door of the house after your classes, you were met with an eight year old running into your legs followed by the four year olds stumbling over each other as they ran towards you. “Hello, what’s the occasion for you all to attack me the second I get in the house,” you raised an eyebrow at your parents as they rounded the corner with smiles on their faces.

“Mommy and Daddy can’t take us to the park and said that maybe you could! They have work,” Arrow smiles up at you.

You chuckle but nod. “Hmm, I’ll have to check my schedule. Let’s see, I did have that scheduled tickle monster attack for my siblings at 3 PM, but I guess I could bump that up in order to take y’all to the park, Munchkin,” you raced towards JJ and picked her up, tickling her relentlessly.

“No, stop it! (Y/N),” she whined. You laughed and put her down.

You turned to your parents and smiled, “when should I be expecting y’all back?”

“We will be going to dinner at Jared’s house around seven. Do you think you could bring your siblings over? Dani and I will be coming directly from work.”

“Sure, Dad. We’ll go to the park, maybe get a light snack and either do something in town or come back here until it’s time to come over for Dinner,” you stated.

“Great, thanks baby, you’re the best,” he responded, placing a kiss on your head and doing the same to your siblings.

“Really, you’re amazing. I don’t know what we would do without you,” Dani added as she brought you into a huge hug while kissing the top of your head.

“Mom, it’s not a big deal. I love watching out for the little ones. They remind me of the energy I use to have and wish I could get back.”

“Don’t we all,” she responded.

“Alright, Miss JJ, I need to change and then we’ll head out. Help your brother and sister with their shoes,” you called out. An excited ‘okay’ was called back to you and you went to your room to change.

“JJ, don’t go to far away. I need to be able to keep an eye on you,” you called as you pushed the twins on the swings and JJ played around with a couple of the other kids at the park.

“Single mom,” the woman next to you asked.

You laughed slightly, “no, oldest sibling that only has two hands.”

“Think of it this way, the day you have your own family, it will come much easier after doing all of this now,” she responded, “and I’m speaking from experience.”

“I would hope so.”

JJ came running back over, “can we go get snacks,” she asked, face flushed from the running around she did.

“Yes, please (Y/N),” Arrow yelled, clapping her hands.

“Snacks,” Zep asked.

“Okay then, let’s go find a place to get something to tide you over to dinner.” You grabbed the twins hands and instructed JJ to walk close to you.

You walked a couple of blocks until you found a place to go. “How about we get ice cream? Just don’t tell Mom and Dad,” you winked at JJ.

“Yes,” the twins shouted. JJ nodded, bouncing on her feet. You decided to save yourself some trouble and sit the twins down with JJ in charge of making sure they don’t get up. You went to get the ice cream for the four of you.

You paid for the ice creams and sat a table. JJ took a huge bite out of her cone. You set your ice cream aside and get Zep and Arrow ready to eat theirs by trying to protect their clothes the best you could. Finally, you gave them the cups of ice cream and turned to yours, taking a bite. “Try not to get it on your clothes, Jay.”

You spent a couple of hours walking around town until it was about six twenty. “Okay, who wants to go see Uncle Jared and everyone else,” you asked. You got variation of happy sounds so you headed towards the house.

You were almost there when things turned sideways. You tried not to stop, but they swarmed you. You gave your phone to JJ with your dad’s number already dialed. You put had her get on your back. You put a twin on each hip and hugged them close and they returned the favor by burying into you. The second you heard one of the twins start crying, you lost it.

“HEY! BACK THE HELL UP, YOU ARE SCARING THE CHILDREN,” you yelled. The paparazzi went quiet, but you didn’t stop. “You guys would do anything to get a damn story and I’m fucking tired of it! There are better ways to get your stories than ganging up on people! Back the hell up and let me through or I swear to God it’s not going to be pretty,” you glared at the paps in front of you.

They moved slowly to let you through. JJ quietly handed your phone to you as you moved through the crowd who was slowly starting to get louder. “Dad, yeah. I’m three blocks away. Concord Street. Please hurry, I think they’re gonna start up again,” you quietly whispered through the phone.

Not only were the paps freaking your sibling out, but they were freaking you out, but you didn’t get to hide away from them because you were protecting your siblings. You sure as hell weren’t going to let them be even more freaked out by the jackasses.

You backed up from the paps-who were starting their shouting again. “You want a story? Why don’t you write about how paparazzi don’t understand the term ‘personal space’ or how the paparazzi are willing to scare the hell out of three children in order to try and get the juiciest story? I don’t care if you swarm me when I’m alone, but don’t you dare do it when I have my siblings with me! What the hell is wrong with you?!”

More questions were shouted your way and you ignored them. “You wonder why no one wants to talk to you and this is why. You take and take and take and never give back. You do anything for a story that isn’t even true. You twist the words and situations and you give bad reputations to people who deserve so much better than that. Fuck off and stop scaring my family,” you growled, chancing a look behind you to see your father, Jared, and Misha hurrying towards you.

You placed Arrow and Zep down and they ran to your father. You let Misha take JJ and Jared took care of you. Before you could completely walk away, you turned back and got out of Jared’s grip. “And another thing, why don’t you try being decent enough human beings to try and get the stories straight. Stop scaring the shit out of people and book an appointment to talk to someone. Or is that too complicated for you to follow? You should all be fucking ashamed of yourselves! You made children cry, you scarred them and for what? For me to yell at you? For me to yell at you and you to make up a story about how mentally unstable I am? To shine a bad rep on my family? Yeah you should be fucking ashamed,” you growled and let Jared lead you away.

You climbed into the car, biting your lip. All attempts to talk to you slowly died out once you got to Jared’s house. You quickly got out of the car and walked into the house. You bypassed Dani and the others, heading straight for a bathroom. You locked the door behind you and looked into the mirror. You hadn’t realized you’d started crying.

You wiped your tears and let out a couple of shaky breaths. You turned the sink on and splashed your face multiple times before wiping it off. You looked at your form in the mirror, seeing the shaking easily and you took a couple of deep breaths to calm down.

A knock shook you out of your head. “Just a minute,” you called out quietly.

“It’s Tom, open the door, Ackles.”

You debated for a minute before unlocking the door to let him in. He walked in, closing and locking the door behind him. You had sat leaning on the cabinet before Tom had turned to look at you. He joined you on the floor, sitting close enough so that the sides of your bodies barely touched.

It was quiet for a few minutes before Tom spoke. “They don’t know when to stop. They don’t know boundaries and they think that they can do anything. I’m scared of them too. I hate being in the spotlight. It’s okay to be afraid,” he stated.

You leaned a head on his shoulder and wrapped an arm around his waist, “I know...it’s just like they’ve been targeting me and Jay and Arrow and Zep and they freak me out but I can’t show that to my siblings or else they would be even more scared. So I push it back and handle it. Then it all catches up and it crashes down all at once,” you whispered back. Tom’s arm pulled you closer, his head resting on top of yours.

“It’s going to be okay. They’ll find someone else to chase after soon enough.”

“But they shouldn’t! It’s fucked what they’re doing and they know it. They made all three of my siblings cry today, Tom! That’s not alright,” you brought a hand to your face, wiping away your tears.

“I know that. Them making you cry isn’t alright either...but there’s not much we can do about it. We just have to keep moving on and making sure you and your siblings are alright.”

You sighed and nodded slightly. “Yeah...but I need a moment to pull myself together,” you responded.

“And I’m right here to help you get it together.”

Everyone had decided to stay at Jared’s for the night. He had plenty of rooms to share anyway. You couldn’t sleep though. The paparazzi swarm had really gotten to you. Slowly over dinner, you had forgotten about it, even if it was just for a little while, but now it was coming back full force.

You got yourself up from the bed and quietly made your way to the kitchen. You grabbed a glass and filled it with water. You sighed and leaned against the counter. “Couldn’t sleep,” Tom asked from the doorway. His tall frame was covered in shadows.

You shook your head. “My brain won’t shut off,” you whispered.

Tom walked into the kitchen and began getting things out from the cupboards. “I have an idea.”

You shook your head as Tom started putting ingredients into a bowl. “You are insane, Thomas Padalecki,” you laughed and started to help him.

You relaxed into the couch, Tom sitting beside you as you both were eating the cookies you’d made and were drinking the milk. “I’m surprised, they actually taste good,” you looked at Tom.

He fake gasped and placed a hand to his heart, “I’m offended. I am a wonderful cook and baker.”

“The last time you cooked, you burned the pasta.”

“That was one time,” he quietly exclaimed. He placed an arm over your shoulder and leaned further against the couch.

You relaxed even more against him, feeling sleep pull you in. “Thanks for this, Tom. You didn’t have to stay and put up with me,” you yawned.

“I’d do anything to see that beautiful smile on your face,” he responded as you fell into the arms of sleep.

You slowly woke to the sound of muttering voices. As you slowly became aware of everything around you, you felt the arm around your waist. You could also feel the mattress below you moving….wait, that wasn’t a mattress. You opened your eyes and squinted at the light. Somehow during the night, you and Tom had moved to lay fully onto the couch with you on top of Tom.

The voices got slightly louder as they entered from another room. “We should wake them up,” your father stated.

“It looks like they had a long night, Jens, let them sleep,” Gen replied.

“Yeah, let them sleep,” Tom’s chest rumbled under you. His voice was deeper from lack of use. His arm around you tightened slightly as he started to doze off again.

You flushed slightly and bit your lip. “You should see your faces,” Misha lost it. Curious, you looked over the couch to where your father and Jared had varying degrees of shock, excitement, and amusement on their faces.

“Your faces are kind of funny,” you mumbled and placed your head back on Tom’s chest, feeling the tiredness sink in again.

“Oh no you don’t,” your father responded. “Time to go (Y/N).”

“I don’t want to,” you grumbled and snuggled more into Tom’s chest, wishing to go back to sleep. You heard multiple choked laughs at the response. You assumed your father was giving them a look that made them try to be serious.

“Tom, (Y/N) needs to go,” Misha stated.

“No,” he responded.

You laughed quietly. “We can do this again sometime. We can talk later,” you whispered, not really wanting to make your father angry.

Tom made a sad noise but his arm slowly released you. He sighed and sat up. Because you were on his chest, you went with him. “Hello there,” he smirked as your faces were inches from each other.

“H-Hey. Um, I have to-I’ve got to g-go,” you quickly got off Tom and leaned down to give him an awkward hug. “Talk to you later,” you rushed.

“Yeah,” he smiled genuinely. “Maybe next time we won’t be so rudely interrupted,” he smirked.

Your face flushed even redder and you made a couple of unintelligible sounds. “I-uh-I d-don’t think-that’s not-I-bye Tom,” you stuttered and hurried out of the room, catching small glimpses of the adults’ faces. Most were close to cracking up. Jared had a proud but amused look on his face and Jensen’s was stone hard. This was going to be a fun ride home.

Supernaturalites

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#supernatural #spn #spn family #spn family x reader #jensen ackles x reader #jensen ackles x daughter!reader #jared padalecki #genevieve padalecki #danneel harris #danneel ackles #tom padalecki #misha collins

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just-another-busy-fangirl-writes · 6 years

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Kink List

Here’s my Kink List!

These will be written over time, and you can always send in a new request! This will be an ongoing list of prompts/pairings that I’ll probably never stop updating. Kink List requests are ALWAYS OPEN! :)

I am currently taking requests for Teen Wolf and The Maze Runner. Most of the works on this list already are from Supernatural, and there are quite a few more planned SPN works on here (italicized ships are to be written), so I’d like to branch out into those two (new to me) fandoms.

For this specific list, I will only be accepting requests for SHIPS, no reader inserts. Please be creative, as I really want to write some rare pairings in addition to the more common ships. I’m adding reader insert fics to the list, just not taking requests for them.

If you want to request a kink, please send me an ASK with the number below and the pairing. For now, I’ll accept two requests per number, per fandom (i.e. if there’s already 2+ SPN fic on a kink, you can request another fandom/pairing for that kink). I’ll also accept multiple requests from each person. You can request a kink on anon if you want, that’s totally fine! If there are any kinks you’d like me to write that aren’t on this list, you can send those in as well. I started with 100 kinks and have been adding to the list ever since, so request away!

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Kinks

Kissing He’s Watching - SPN (Weecest)

Discovering boundaries Destiel

On the sofa On the Couch - SPN (Dean x Donna x Jody x Sam)

Masturbation Just Think - SPN (Lucifer!Castiel)

Bodily fluids and/or blood play Slice - SPN (Sam x Rowena)

Oral Sex Delicious - SPN (Jo x Meg x Pam) Feel Good - SPN (Claire x Kaia)

Aftercare

Romantic evening I Love You - SPN RPF (Jensen x Danneel)

First time/Virginity How I Wanted You - SPN (Dean x Reader) Sex Me Right Now - Teen Wolf (Stiles x Danny) Weecest Destiel

Blindfolds Intense - SPN (Dean x Donna) It’s an Ear Warmer - SPN (Dean x Sam x Reader)

No speaking

Sex Game (e.g. first to come loses) Winners and Losers - SPN (Sabriel)

One catches the other masturbating Can’t Just Watch - SPN (Wincest) Watching - SPN (Sastiel)

Sex toys Charice’s Gifts - SPN (Wincest) Dean’s Birthday Present - SPN (Destiel)

Surprise sex Surprise Thank You - SPN (Dean x Bela)

Dry humping Closed for Business - SPN (Destiel) Wincest

Teasing On Purpose - SPN (Dean x Reader) Dean x Donna

Handjobs Stand Up - SPN (Cain x Cas x Sam x Dean)

Almost getting caught Almost Caught - SPN (Sam x Jo)

Break up/make up sex One Last Time - SPN (Sam x Eileen) Two-Stepping - SPN (Sam x Reader)

Weapons (Gun Play, Knife Play) Slice - SPN (Sam x Rowena)

Impact play (Spanking, Caning, Paddling, etc) One of Those Moods - SPN (Wincest) Months - SPN (Destiel)

Dirty Talk

Rimming Do Not Fret - SPN (Gadreel x Samandriel)

Correcting each other’s technique Fast Learner - SPN (Dean x Krissy)

Role Play Barber!Jody x Sam

Inappropriate location Dean’s Bedroom - SPN RPF (Cockles)

Gags

In the bath/shower Exhausted - SPN (Destiel) Angel Girl - SPN (Gadreel!Sam x Reader) She Knew Best - SPN (Abaddon x Meg)

Lingerie Stockings - SPN (Dean x Castiel x Reader)

Fully clothed Something Strange - SPN (Sam x Gadreel)

Phone sex or Skype/web cam sex Separated by a Computer Screen - SPN (Sam x Eileen) Hunter - SPN (Sam x Reader)

Morning sex Mornin’ Cas - SPN (Destiel) Wake Up Call - SPN RPF (J2)

Voyeurism/Exhibitionism Dean’s Mate - SPN (Dean x Cas x Benny) DCJ Sequence of Events - SPN (Dean x Sam x Reader)

Public/semi-public sex Time to Move - SPN RPF (J2) Have My Pie and Eat it Too - SPN (Dean x Reader) Study Time - SPN (Sam x Reader) Fits Just Right - SPN RPF (Jared x Reader) Hot in Here - SPN RPF (Jared x Reader)

Against the wall Who’da Thought - SPN (Castiel x Reader) Dean x Donna

Pain/sensation play Let Him Come - SPN (DCJ) Punishment Well Deserved - SPN (Sam x Ruby)

Medical play Doctor Winchester - SPN (Wincest) Deeper Examination - SPN (Dean x Reader)

Face Fucking/Oral Fixation

Cross-dressing Let Me Show You? - Balthazar x Meg Ruby Red - Sam x Castiel x Jimmy

Spontaneous sex

Double penetration/Spitroasting Both of You - SPN (Dean x Sam x Jody) The Dress - SPN (Dean x Sam x Reader) Presents - SPN (Dean x Sam x Reader) Insatiable - SPN (Wincestiel) Stiles x Scott x Malia

Incest Kink Hanky Panky - SPN (Dean x Lisa x Sam)

Casual sex/Friends with Benefits

Calming the others anger Angry - SPN (Destiel) Powers - SPN (Wincestiel)

Glory hole Through the Wall - SPN (Benny x Gadreel)

Bondage Neckties - SPN RPF (Mishalecki)

I love you

Chair sex Armrests - SPN (Cain x Castiel)

Loud sex/knowing someone can hear Hear You Scream - SPN (Stanford!Sam x Jess)

Tell each other a kink and doing it

Fisting

Mirror Sex Stay-Cation - SPN (Sam x Amelia)

Writing a smut fic to each other and reading it to them Challenge Accepted - SPN RPF (Misha x RSJ)

Cock Rings

Food play Treats - SPN (Sabriel) Peppermint Twist - SPN (Sam x Reader)

Gangbang

Sensory deprivation Sam x Eileen

Fingering

Breath play The Mark - SPN (Dean x Cain) A Little Less Breath - SPN (Dean x Reader)

Dom/sub Yes Mistress - SPN (Dom!Bela x Sub!Sam x Sub!Sarah) Power Shift - SPN (Gabriel x Reader)

Comfort sex Make Me Forget - SPN (Dean x Jo) Sam x Rowena

Getting caught DCJ Getting Some Water - SPN (Wincest & Claire)

Explaining their relationship to someone who didn’t know Wincest

Fight sex Like That? - SPN (Sam x Bela)

Outdoors Dean’s Mate - SPN (Dean x Cas x Benny)

Threesome/group sex Liplock - SPN RPF (Padackles Clan) Changed for the Better - SPN (Dean x Cas x Anna)

Filming themselves Natural Moment - SPN (Dean x Gabriel)

Breeding/pregnancy Demon Omega - SPN (Sam x Ruby) Danger - SPN (Demon!Dean x Donna)

Feminization

Hot and cold play

No foreplay

Edging Torture - SPN (Wincest) Please…Begging You - SPN (Balthazar x Castiel x Hannah)

In/by a swimming pool/bath Steamy - SPN RPF (Jensen x Reader) Summertime - SPN (Weecest)

Inventing a secret sex language to use in public Eyeliner - SPN (Wincest)

Objectification

Age Play

Birthday surprise

Prince Albert

Sex machine Machine - SPN (Dean x Donna x Sam)

Drunk

Humiliation kink

Quickies Quickie - SPN (Sam x Reader)

Needy, clingy sex Need You, Please - SPN (Sam x Jo) Hugs - SPN (Sam x Reader)

Wake up in the middle of the night and have sex

Rough, shove-y sex Damn Guest Stars - SPN RPF (Jared x Reader)

Safeword use

Sex marathon Shook Me All Night Long - SPN (Sam x Piper)

On a plane Wincest

Office Sex Midnight at the Office - SPN (Sam x Reader)

In the dark Cas x Jimmy

By the fire Dean x Benny Crackle - SPN (Dean x Reader)

Daddy kink Too Long - SPN (Wincest)

Silly giggly sex Squishy - SPN (Dean x Endverse!Cas) Chase - SPN (Dean x Reader)

Plug DCJ

While one of them is on the phone Ring Ring - SPN (Dean x Donna)

Car Sex (Impala Sex) Tastes Like Cherries - SPN (Sam x Reader x Dean)

Restrained sex (not necessarily bondage) After the Case is Over? - SPN (Dean x Donna)

Tantric sex Their Time - SPN (Sam x Jody)

Object insertion More - SPN (Meg x Ruby)

Sounding The Ribbed One, Please - SPN RPF (Cockles)

Pegging Definitely Doing That Again - SPN (Dean x Donna)

Mpreg What’s that Smell? - SPN (Destiel) Puppies! - SPN (Wincest)

Begging Beg, Sugar - SPN (Benny x Jody)

Panty Kink Hidden Silk - SPN (Dean x Claire)

Shibari Art - SPN (DCJ)

Breeding Bench

Coming untouched

Puppy play

Orgasm denial

Noncon role play Dean x Donna

Nipple play Sam x Jody

Size Kink Monster - SPN (Dean x Gadreel!Sam)

Collars

Hair pulling Sastiel Sam x Jody

Praise kink DCJ Destiel

Come play This Feels Dirty - Teen Wolf (Stisaac)

Bukakke/Facials

Bulge kink Dean Smith x Sam Wesson

Cockwarming Warm - SPN (Wincest)

Fear kink

Grace kink Any Knot - SPN (Megstiel) Protective - SPN (Castiel x Reader) Yes Ma’am - SPN (Gabriel x Reader)

Marking Meeting Mary - SPN (Destiel)

Somnophilia It’s Always Yes - SPN (Wincest)

Cock Cages Locktober - SPN (Dean x Gabriel)

Aphrodisiacs

Sex Pollen Sam Was Right - SPN (Dean x Donna)

Gender Swap Stiff - SPN (Donna x Jody)

Prostate Milking

Size Difference

Lactation Kink

Intercrural Sex Nighttime Runs and Warm Beds - Teen Wolf (Sterek)

#kink list #masterlist

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thing-you-do-with-that-thing · 7 years

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Wax On, Wax Off

Characters: Y/N Padalecki, Jared Padalecki, Y/N’s parents (mentioned), Jensen Ackles, Danneel Ackles, Lucas Padalecki (OC), Sebastian Padalecki (OC), JJ Ackles, Arrow and Zeppelin Ackles

Pairing: Jared x Reader, Jensen x Danneel (brief)

Warnings: Family sucks and waxing hurts. Jared is an amazing, patient, wonderful husband (and yes that’s a warning).

Word Count: 1600ish

A/N: This was born out of a conversation I had with @blacktithe7 (and no this time it is not turning into a series lol) I hope you will have fun reading cause I had fun writing it. As always no wife hate here. I love Gen - she is just not married to the moose here for the purpose of the story :)

Erin also betaed this mess for me so thanks a lot darling <3

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

You knew that your family was uptight and that they would always find something to pick on you for. You had always been the black sheep of the family. Never as successful as your brother or as pretty as you sister. No matter what life decisions you made they seemed to be wrong. Every time you saw them it was something new too.

First, they disapproved that you decided to marry an actor. You sister had even said straight to your face it was only a matter of time before he was going to cheat on you with someone younger and prettier guest starring on his show. You hadn’t minded that one too much though. No matter what they said, it couldn’t make your trust or love for Jared waver. He had never give you a reason to doubt him, and you didn’t need their approval to love him. He was good for you and you for him. You knew you could face whatever was thrown at you as long as you faced it together, your family included.

So when they bitched at you for quitting your job and choosing to be a stay at home mom for your two sons, Lucas and Sebastian, you hadn’t cared. Then you had been a bad mom because you didn’t raise your kids to be seen and not heard. Your family had pretty much told you that you were going to fail when you had decided that you wanted to start a kid’s clothing line last year, but you hadn’t. With Jared’s support and the love of the fandom that would do anything for him, you had had an amazing start to your new business, which your sister and her husband especially resented.

You had no idea why you always pulled out the stops every time you were going to have dinner with the 6 of them, but you did. Maybe if you looked great and the boys put forward their best side, then everything would be fine for just one night. So you went to the hairdresser. You bought a new dress. You dressed the boys in clothes from your line. You waxed and plucked and made sure the house looked amazing. So when Jared showed up last minute after being out with Jensen all day, you were already in a foul mood. He had quickly changed his clothes and come back down stairs just as you family arrived.

“Oh Y/N I had no idea you let hobo’s stay over,” your sister mocked as soon as she saw Jared who just shrugged it off, sending you a calming smile. That comment however had set the tone for the rest of the night, and you had gotten increasingly moody. When your family finally left and Jared had gone upstairs to tuck in the boys, you were fuming. You worked on the dishes hoping that manual labor would help get your mind off tonight, but your anger only grew. What was worse was that you couldn’t even blame your family. They always behaved like this, and you had learned to live with it. Jared however, you expected more from.

You knew it wasn’t fair to turn your anger against him, but you needed an outlet. You needed someone you could scream at, someone whom you knew would let you behave like a lunatic for a the night and still love you in the morning.

So when he wrapped his arms around you, you instantly hit your hands down into the sink full of water, making it go all over the place. You twirled around with a glare, facing a very surprised and hurt looking Jared, who had instantly released you.

“You know them Jared. You had to know something like this would happen. I have been running around all day making sure me and the boys looked presentable, and you just waltz in 20 minutes before they arrive and come down stairs looking like this,” you hissed, motioning to his face.

Jared’s eyes opened wide, clearly shocked by your sudden hostility. “Looking like what?”

“Urgh!” you screamed, glaring holes into your husband. How could he be so damn oblivious to his own appearance. “You haven’t cut your hair or shaved in over a month!”

“It’s hiatus.”

Jared looked so bewildered that, had you not been so high on your anger, you would have hugged him and told him it was okay, that you loved him no matter what. It didn’t matter what your family said, and it honestly didn’t. You didn’t care that he was an unshaven mess. He was your loving, sweet, dorky mess, and you wouldn’t want him any other way. Still his lack of grooming for certain occasions pissed you off at times.

“I watch your kids every damn day of the year, and I still find time to shave my legs,” you hissed at him, before deciding the dishes could wait until tomorrow, and you began moving past him. His words, however, made you stop in your tracks, twirling around and sending him a look that surely could kill the elderly and poor of health.

“You wax them. It’s not the same,” he muttered, before looking like he was ready to bite off his own tongue if you could just unhear that.

“Waxing is so much worse Jared!” you groaned before a plan started forming in your head. “Tell you what. I’ll heat up the wax. If you can take me doing both your legs, I won’t mention your beard again all summer.”

Jared swallowed harshly, knowing better than to argue with you when you were in this mood.

“And if I can’t?”

“You shave that damn beard,” you smirked in triumph, without even being sure why it was giving you so much pleasure to see your husband squirm before he reluctantly agreed to your terms.

He wasn’t looking much happier about 20 minutes later when he was sitting on the edge of your tub in nothing more than his boxers, staring at the hot liquid in the bowl next to you.

“So you know how hot to make that right?” Jared looked at you nervously, and you couldn’t help but laugh. Honestly. you had stopped being mad about 15 minutes ago, and you knew this was beyond ridiculous. You didn’t mind your husband’s unruly summer look, but you were also too stubborn to not go through with this.

“Oh honey, it’s not the applying the wax part you need to worry about,” you smirked up at him. “It is the unsticking it that’s the unpleasant part.”

Jared flinched at your choice of words and you stifled a giggle before you started applying the wax to his right leg. You didn’t cover more than you knew one patch could clear, knowing your husband would crumble quickly.

“You ready?” you asked teasingly, raising your eyebrows when he nodded as he clenched down on the edges of the bathtub so hard his knuckles turned white. “You sure you don’t need something to bite down on dear?” you laughed, making Jared glare at you in frustration.

“Just get it over with,” he grumbled, his stubbornness not letting him back out, even though it was easy for him to tell that your mood was much improved. He knew you would never force him to go through with this, but still, he was dead set on proving he could do this as well as you. With one quick pull, you removed the patch from his leg, taking all his hair with it.

“OOOOUUCH!! SON OF A BITCH!!” Jared flew off the tub, almost knocking you over as he took turns dancing and jumping on one leg around the room, groaning out his pain. “You’re insane! You did that more than once? How do you even get to the other leg?” Jared complained, looking as if an actual hellhound was heading towards him when you held the wax back up, playfully tilting your head looking up at him.

“Oh Jar. We aren’t even halfway done with the first one,” you joked and Jared instantly jumped across the room, getting his razor.

“I’ll shave. You win. No more,” he whined making you fold over laughing.

You were still giggling a little the next day when you, Jared, and the boys went over at the Ackles’ house to use their pool. JJ and and Jensen were already in the pool, while Danneel and the twins were chilling in the shade. As soon as Jensen saw his friend, his eyes opened wide. His position from the pool giving him a perfect view of the bald square on Jared’s leg before looking up to see his beard gone.

“Dude? What the hell happened?” Jensen chuckled, just as Jared snatched his two sons before they went head first in the water without their wings.

“Shut it Ackles,” Jared grumbled, making Danneel send you a questioning look and a smirk.

“Did you wax his leg?” she half whispered to you, and you couldn’t hold back your giggle before whispering back.

“Yep. If you ever get tired of Jensen’s beard, a little wager works wonders,” you smirked before you and Danneel both bursted out laughing, making Jensen eye two of you from the water.

“I don’t like the sound of that,” he mumbled just as Jared and the boys entered the water.

“Yeah. I wouldn't either if I were you. Whatever Dani says tonight, don’t make any bets with her,” Jared warned, cringing as he recalled the pain from the hairs on his legs being torn out by their roots.

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wonderfulworldofwinchester · 7 years

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The Roles We Play

Jensen x Reader, Misha

Request By Anon: Hey I love your writing and I wanted to ask if you also write fics about the actors? If so can I request some JensenxReader based on the Con they were in Rome recently where jensen was so cute and drunk. the reader is a actor on the show and plays a love interest for dean and the fans also ship them both in real life. (let’s pretend Danneel doesn’t exist or is happy with someone else). Keep up the great work honey!!

A/N: This is my first Jensen fic, please keep that in mind. Also, for the purpose of this fic, Jensen is single, and Danneel is happy with someone else. No disrespect to the family.

This was really hard for me to write, simply because I’ve never written Jensen before, hence why it’s so short. Hope it’s at least somewhat like what you were looking for.

Even as a child, you loved to act. It was always this deep burning passion you inside of you. There were many shows you put on for family and friends in the garage, or at some events around town. It was who you were, and what you knew. Every night you dreamed that you’d make it big. You longed for the day when going to work meant you were going to set, or were hitting the red carpet instead of going to the same old crappy building you called a workplace.

That day finally came. You somehow managed to snag a role on the infamous Supernatural . That news alone was enough to rock your world, but then you got the call. You were not only going to be returning to the show for more episodes, but you would also be playing the love interest to one Mr. Dean Winchester.

The past year has been the best year of your life. The people who make this show possible have quickly become your favorite people in the world. From the actors you worked along side, to the crew, all the way down to the fans, and everyone in between. You never in all your life could have guessed that you would have felt this loved, or that you could have this much fun for a living.

Once again, your expectations were blown straight out of the water. The level of fun you had on set was nothing compared to the shannanigans and hilarity that came when you started attending cons. It was like nothing you had ever experienced. These fans were more than fans, they were family, and they lit up your world with their love and support. Well that, and their insistence on shipping you and Jensen in real life.

Let’s face it. He is a very good looking man. And don’t even get you started on his heart. All of that is great, and you had maybe thought it once or twice, but the truth of it was, you had let that go. You dodn’t think about it often because you worked with him, and for god sakes he was Jensen freaking Ackles. Like how would that even happen. None the less, the fans were persistent.

The question was always raised at pretty much every con, and you two had become experts in answering the question without answering it. It was nothing new, and it became second nature after a few times. That was until one night at a con in Rome. Jensen took his place beside Misha for the panel, and he was feeling pretty good if you catch my drift. The juice was kicking in.

The usual questions had been asked, and the innuendos had begun. Everything went as it normally did, until it didn’t. A shy young girl stood up to ask her question. God she was so cute! “My question is for Jensen.” She giggled a little before continuing, “So we all know how Dean feels about Y/N’s character, and also know how close you and Y/N are, is there any chance we could see that grow into something more?”

There was a whole new atmosphere in the room. Everyone seemed to be on the edge of their seat, including Misha. He was looking over at Jensen, excitedly waiting for his response.

He paused for a moment, took in a deep breath, “Well see here’s the thing. I don’t know if it’s you, or the juice, but I can’t lie to you.” With that being said, I don’t know. Will it happen, who knows. Would I like it to happen... hell yeah.”

The crowd burst into screams at his confession, and Misha looked satisfied. Meanwhile you were backstage, jaw on the floor.

He continues to talk, “See, Y/N has always been really easy to talk to, right, and when you have someone who get you, and gets your stupid jokes, and who you can just be ridiculous with, the chemistry is always going to be there, so I don’t know if that answers your question, but that’s the truth.”

The girl giggled once more, “Thank you”.

Misha beat Jensen to the punch, “No, thank you. You finally got him to spit it out.”

Jensen just raised his eye brows, and shrugged his shoulders. “Hey it’s not like i could hide it forever, especially not with the roles we play.”

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supernatural-stuffs · 7 years

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Coffee Convos

A/N: I wrote this one-shot for @queen-of-deans-booty ‘s Trope Challenge. My prompt was #30-I see you at the coffee shop all the time, looking beautiful and minding your own business and I see you reading/writing/etc and now I can think of an excuse to talk to you. I may write a part two to this, depending on the feedback I get. Thanks for reading!

Warnings: descriptions of Jensen Ackle’s thighs, swearing

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word Count: 3,145

Disclaimer: Jensen is single for the purposes of this fic. No hate intended towards Danneel or his family-this is purely fiction!!!

Also: Y/L/N’s = the name of the coffee shop

I hurried down the sidewalk, knowing I had only minutes left. My feet pounded on the pavement faster and faster until I was practically running, weaving through various pedestrians and passers-by. It was obvious to anyone that I was running late today. There wasn’t exactly a particular reason for said lateness, except maybe my penchant for hitting the snooze button one too many times. Thank God the building was only a 5 minute walk from my apartment in downtown Austin.

Finally I reached my destination. Peeking through the window of the small coffee shop, I sighed in relief. Not a customer in sight. Despite my belatedness, I had managed to beat the morning rush. I pushed through the glass doors, nearly crashing into a tall stack of boxes as I did so.

“Sorry Sarah! Didn’t see you there.”

A flustered face peeked out from behind the tower of cardboard.

“Oh, hey Y/N. I’ll grab you your usual as soon as I toss these.”

“I’ll grab the boxes,” I offered. “The morning rush will be coming in soon, and you should be at the counter.”

She nodded and handed me her load before hurrying to the counter, throwing on her apron. I saw her get to work on my latte as I left. Though there were other employees that could have made my drink, Sarah was my favorite. I’m not sure exactly how she did it, but somehow it always tasted better when she made my coffee.

Throwing the heap into the dumpster in the back, I returned quickly, the extra promise of caffeine hurrying my movements.

Sarah slid it across the counter to me, bartender style. I took a long drag, savoring the sweet caramel flavor.

“Mmm. God, this is good. Remind me to give you raise or something.”

Sarah quirked her eyebrow. “Is that you or the caffeine talking?”

“Probably the caffeine,” I admitted. “But I can’t be held accountable for anything I say under the influence of this beautiful, beautiful drink.”

I took another big gulp of it, and Sarah just rolled her eyes. She knew better than to contest my coffee addiction.

“You were late today,” she pointed out instead. “Almost got caught in the swarm.” She gestured her head towards the line that was already starting to form.

“Yeah well, I was up late last night.”

“Ooh,” she wiggled her eyebrows. “Out partying?”

I scoffed. “Right. Because I have such a corybantic social life.”

“Well you would if you stopped using words like corybantic.”

I scoffed. “Don’t you have work to do?” I looked pointedly at my other employees, frantically trying to fulfill orders as caffeine-starved people jockeyed for their orders.

She sighed and got back to work, mixing drinks while I took my coffee to my regular spot. Getting my laptop out, I started going over the notes my editor had sent me. I had been working my ass off for the past few weeks trying to get my book polished off and edited. Between that and running my little cafe, I had been burning the midnight oil much too late for my liking. I briefly pondered on Sarah’s comments on my social life. Though I knew she was joking, it wasn’t too far from the truth. Sure, I had friends, and it wasn’t as if I was some kind of social pariah, but my double career life did leave something to be desired in regards to the recreational department.

I shook off the thoughts and went back to revising. I could contemplate on the inner workings of my life some other time.

After about three hours, I decided that it was time I took a break. Though I had been there quite some time, it was nearing around nine o’ clock, and people were still bustling about trying to fulfill orders. I thought briefly about jumping in to help out, but then I remembered my last attempt at barista-ing (is that even a word?). Long story short, we were forced to buy three new coffee makers after I attempted a new style of brewing that I had seen on the Food Network. I have since sworn off both coffee making as well as watching Barefoot Contessa.

So I allowed my employees do what I paid them to do, and settled in with Crime and Punishment. It was about my eighth time re-reading it, but what can I say? We all have our guilty pleasures. An old woman being axe-murdered just happens to be one of mine.

I was just getting to Razumikhin’s visit when a voice pulled me out of my reading-induced stupor.

“Crime and Punishment, huh?”

I glared at the book, refusing to look up. I knew it was a customer. Everyone who worked at Y/L/N’s knew not to interrupt me while I was in the midst of reading. As pet peeves go, it was near the top of my list, right up there with loud chewing and people who don’t cover their mouths when they sneeze.

I responded without moving my head in the slightest, turning my page to signify that I was, in fact, reading, and not just staring blankly at a book hoping that a stranger would strike up conversation with me.

“Mmhm.”

“That seems pretty heavy for a coffee shop read, don’t you think?”

Man, this guy really doesn’t take a hint, does he? And who says coffee shop reading has to be light? I certainly had never heard of that social norm. And you know what else I had never heard of? People being overjoyed when a stranger interrupts their reading. So I turned my face up to look at him, ready to tell this guy off for being especially rude and discourteous.

And I stopped dead in my movements. Because it just so happened that Mr. Book Interrupter was incredibly hot. Gorgeous, actually. Some might even call him beautiful. With those green eyes and that light scruff and that sharp jawline. Dear Lord.

Oh, and he was Jensen Ackles. You know, the famous guy? The one who’s on that really popular TV show with the monsters and ghosts and the like? The one that I may or may not have been obsessed with at that current moment in time?

So, naturally, I stared with my mouth hanging open like a fool for…I don’t know, ten seconds? Or maybe it was ten minutes. It felt like ten years, but I knew that was probably unlikely.

He chuckled a little awkwardly, his hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. This was enough to snap me out of it. I shut my mouth quickly, hoping there was no drool littering my chin, and looked away, embarrassed.

“Sorry, I, um, didn’t mean to stare.”

He nodded, his cheeks a little pink, and I vaguely thought about what it would be like to run my fingers over his blushing cheek, to see if that scruff was as delicious feeling as it looked. Thankfully, my fingers didn’t obey this command. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I remembered reading that he had moved to Austin. But I had never even imagined the possibility that he would be here, in my tiny coffee shop. Why was he here? There were plenty of other, more upscale cafes in Austin. Ones that were surely more worthy of his celebrity status.

My brain suddenly reminded me that he had said something before I so rudely chose to gawk. Ah, right! My book. Even all the glory of Jensen fucking Ackles wasn’t enough to take away from the fact that I was still a little miffed about that. So I decided to treat him as I would any other stranger who had chosen to interrupt my leisure time. I mean, he’s just a person, right? An incredibly handsome, talented, famous person, but a person nonetheless. And it’s not like I was obsessed with him. I was obsessed with the character he played. And that’s totally different.

At least, that’s what I told myself. It was a lie, of course, but it helped me muster up the courage to at least speak in his presence.

“Right, well, Dostoevsky’s writing actually isn’t that complex. Most of his works have overarching themes of nihilism and the natural psychological tendencies of mankind, so once you realize that it’s pretty much just plot analyzation.”

Oh God. I was going for slightly annoyed yet still cool and collected, but instead I did the thing. The rambling thing. Sarah called it my nerd brain purge. Apparently when I get nervous I tend to over inform. God, this interaction was getting more embarrassing by the second.

Jensen looked just as surprised as I did. Maybe he thought I was going to stare at him some more. He sat down in the armchair next to me, wiping his hands on the thighs of his jeans. His glorious, glorious thighs. I had dreamed of those bowlegs before, but TV and my imagination didn’t do them nearly enough justice. Aaand now I was fangirling again. Don’t stare, don’t stare, don’t stare, I repeated like a mantra in my brain.

It was harder to keep my cool than I had previously expected.

“Well, uh, that certainly sounds complex to me. But I haven’t exactly read much Dostoevsky, so I’ll have to take your word for it.”

I smiled slightly and nodded. Maybe that was the approach to take. If I just kept my mouth shut, nothing else stupid could come tumbling out.

He seemed at a loss for what to say next. I saw a light bead of perspiration forming on his upper lip, and he started fidgeting with a tiny thread that was poking out of the sleeve of his jacket. Was he nervous? All the signs seemed to point to that. But what possible reason would Jensen Ackles, TV star and celebrity extraordinaire, have to be nervous around me? In fact, why did he even come over here in the first place?

I decided to abandon my former rule about speaking, my curiosity getting the best of me.

“So, uh, did you need something? I’m sure you didn’t come over here just to discuss the many plot devices of Dostoevsky.”

I let out a little laugh, trying to relieve the tension that hung in the air between us.

Jensen laughed slightly, too, and blushed again. He seemed even more flustered now. I couldn’t understand why.

“Um I wanted to ask you-well actually I was wondering, uh, what your name is?”

I smiled slightly at his stuttering. I didn’t fully understand what was happening at the moment, but I did know that he was extremely adorable when he was ruffled.

“Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N.”

I thrust out my hand for him to shake.

He slid his hand into mine, and I swore I felt a spark of electricity travel up my arm when his rough, calloused hand enveloped mine.

“Jensen Ackles.”

“I know,” I blurted out before I could stop myself. My cheeks instantaneously burned red hot. Why, why did I have to say that?

He grinned. A contemplative look flashed across his face, then, and his brows furrowed as though he was attempting to solve a very difficult math problem.

“Wait, Y/L/N? As in…” he gestured to the area around us, indicating that he was asking about the coffee shop.

“One and the same.” I shook my head in affirmation, my cheeks still uncomfortably hot.

“So you’re the owner of this place?”

I nodded again, starting to feel like a bobblehead.

“That’s cool… that’s really cool.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to figure out where he was headed with all of this. He squirmed a little under my gaze.

“Can I ask you something?” I asked before I stopped myself.

He nodded, leaning a little closer to me as I spoke.

“Why are you talking to me? I mean, you’re a-you’re a celebrity. What made you want to make awkward small talk with me, of all people?”

There. It was out, now. The question that had been hanging in the air since he shad approached me. I may have sounded a little brusque while asking it, but at least I could know now, understand why Jensen had chosen to spend a beautiful Thursday morning in a cramped coffee shop, talking to a girl who had previously had her nose buried in a book.

“Well, um. This is going to sound super creepy.” He took a deep breath, and my eyebrows shot up in question, gesturing for him to continue.

“Well, I’ve kind of been…watching you.”

My eyebrows flew even higher.

“Watching me?” I squeaked.

“Not like that!” He said quickly. “I haven’t been stalking you or anything like that. It’s just… I’ve been coming in here every day for the past two months, and you’re here every day. Sitting in this same spot. And you always look super busy. Like, you’re always either writing furiously on that little notebook,” he motioned to my notepad beside me, which was, indeed, open and full of scribbled words. “or you’re typing on your laptop. And you have this incredible focus. I’ve never even seen you look up from your work. And you do this thing, where you scrunch up your eyebrows and chew on the inside of your cheek when you’re thinking really hard. I guess…today was just the first day I’ve ever seen you look…still. Calm. I don’t know, this probably sounds dumb, but there’s just something about you that made me feel like I had to talk to you. That I had to see what you were working on so furiously every day. And that I had to tell you that-that you’re extremely beautiful.” He said the last part in a big rush of air, like it had been physically painful for him to hold the words inside his chest and they just had to come out all at once.

I stared at him in shock. This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real. Jensen Ackles was here. In front of me. Telling me I was beautiful and that he had noticed me. He had noticed me. He had been coming here for two months? And I had never seen him? How could I have missed him? He was JENSEN ACKLES. Was it really possible that I had been so wrapped up in trying to get my book finished that I had been completely missing looking up and seeing him all these days?

I hadn’t spoken for a good fifteen seconds, just staring at him numbly, trying to process everything he had said.

“Please, say something,” he begged. He looked a little desperate.

I forced myself to snap out of it.

“I-” I laughed a little, still reeling. “I don’t really know what to say. Thank you, I guess.”

He beamed at me, flashing his bright whites. My stomach flip flopped. That had been the first time he had smiled, really smiled, since we had started this conversation, and it took my breath away. We sat there for a moment, him smiling broadly and me grinning like a fool back at him. I got lost in those piercing eyes and the tiny freckles smattered across the bridge of his nose and continuing on to his cheeks.

The moment was interrupted by a loud ringing. We both jumped, and Jensen snatched his phone out of his pocket. He looked at the caller ID and his eyes widened.

“Oh shit. What time is it?” he asked frantically.

I checked my own phone. “Umm…almost 10:15.”

He swore under his breath again and answered the call with a swipe of his finger.

“Jared! Look, dude, I’m so sorry I’m late. I got caught up with something.”

He must have been talking to his costar, Jared Padalecki. I was struck again with how crazy and surreal this whole thing was. Not for the first time that day, I wondered if I was in some kind of a dream. Or maybe a drug-induced hallucination. But inwardly, I knew that my subconscious could never have been this creative. This was completely and totally one hundred percent real.

“Look, I’ll be there in five minutes, okay?…Yeah…Okay, I’ll see you soon.”

He ended the call with a jab of his finger, and turned back to me.

“You have to go,” I stated. I hoped my voice didn’t give away my disappointment.

“Yeah,” he said somberly. “I’m really sorry, but I completely forgot I made plans.”

“It’s okay,” I nodded. “I get it.”

He nodded, and started to get up, then seemed to think better of it and sat back down, facing me.

“Could we…could we do this again sometime? Not exactly this, obviously, I was thinking a different location, and a different day, and we would probably be wearing different clothes, and-”

I cut off his rambling, putting my hand on top of his. He looked down at our hands, and then back up at me.

“Yeah,” I smiled shyly. “Yeah, I’d love to.”

He bit his lip and grinned, gesturing to my phone. “Can I…?”

“Oh!” I typed in the password and handed it to him, allowing him to enter his phone number. He punched in some digits and handed it back. Our fingers brushed for a moment as I took it from him, and I felt that flip flop sensation in my stomach all over again. I smiled when I saw that he had saved his number under the name “Jay”.

“I’ve really gotta get going,” he said apologetically.

I nodded, and Jensen turned and started towards the door, dodging over-caffeinated soccer moms and their grabby children as he did. Once he reached the counter, though, he stopped. He swiveled to face me once more.

“Hey Y/N?” he called out through the din of people chatting and orders being yelled.

“Yeah?” I responded hopefully.

“Call me, okay?”

There was a kind of vulnerability in his eyes. It wasn’t a rhetorical question. It was almost as if he needed to hear me say it, that he needed the reassurance that I would actually use the number he’d given me.

So I stared into those emerald eyes and hoped that I looked sincere. “Yeah, Jensen. I’ll call you.” I smiled reassuringly.

He nodded. He looked a little more confident, a little more sure of himself, then, as he winked at me and turned on his heel to stride out the door.

I sighed happily, collapsing against my chair. Now I knew what all those romance novels (which I totally, definitely don’t have a stash of underneath my bed) were talking about when the girl got all swoony. My mind was moving at warp speed, trying to catalog every detail, every flash of those dimples to think back on later. I could not wait to tell Sarah about this.

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faegal04 · 8 years

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Property of Dean Winchester

SUMMARY: You and Jensen are best friends, you accompany him to Nashville for the convention and drunken hijinks ensue!

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x (bestfriend!)reader

Word Count: 1810

Warnings: Some swearing

A/N: So i have been struggling with writing and what not, and the other day this idea hits me. I am basing it off the information that I saw about NashCon and it just grew to this fic. This would be my first attempt at writing a possible more than friends type fic based on the actual actor. I mean no disrespect to Danneel, we will just consider her happy with someone else for the purpose of this fic. Also a huge shout out to Daddy B aka @bigdaddymongoose, she is my rock and helps me out sooo much with writing!

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You giggled, watching your best friend trying to walk unaided. His bow legs making the staggering all the more comical. Finally, he made it to your side, he threw an arm around you, almost knocking the two of you to the ground.

“I think Jay here has had enough,” you snickered.

After the tour of the Jack Daniels Distillery and all the free shots, then the dart throwing game with Jason and the guys and more shots imbibed. Next, Creation Ent wanting to celebrate Jay’s birthday during the Saturday Night Special concert with you guessed it more alcohol involved. Let’s just say when Jay sang Tennessee Whiskey, he was almost three sheets to the wind then. If Jared got his way, this would be the third bar you all hit.

Jensen started shaking his head, “No, I-I think we need more bars,” he grinned. “Me likey, more acl-aco-alc-,” he furrowed his eyebrows like he was concentrating, “drinks.”

You laughed, “I think everybody is done for the night. You two have a panel in the morning, remember?” You smacked Jensen’s hand away from your face as he tried to “boop” your nose. “Stop that!”

Jared just gave you “Sam’s puppy eyes”, “Nope, Pada-gigantor, those will not work on me. I am impervious to “Mr. Awesome,” you jerked a thumb at Jensen, “you don’t stand a chance my tall friend.”

Some fans actually got the nerve to come over and talk to them both, asking for photos and autographs. You and Cliff helped them out, thankful that the brick wall was behind them so that they didn't topple over with the fangirls. After you had taken the last pictures, you collected a phone from Cliff and asked him to get a cab, while you kept the boys corralled. The fans thanked you and the boys and walked off. You blew out an exhausted sigh, you were only slightly buzzed at this point taking care of these two was hard work.

You glared at them when you noticed they were whispering with each other and pointing your way. They had better not be planning an escape or a prank on you or you would kill them.

“Hey! What are you two whispering about?”

Jared looked at Jensen, biting his bottom lip to avoid laughing he nodded, “We,” he gestured wildly between him and Jensen, “We were discussing terms for our surrender.”

You raised an eyebrow at both of them, “Terms for surrender, huh? This ought to be good. Lay ‘em on me fellas.”

Jensen nodded stoically at Jared, then at you he smirked, you groaned and braced yourself for whatever was coming.

Jared stumbled forward, “We agree to surrender if you say the magic word.”

You rolled your eyes, “Really just one condition? Fine, I'm guessing the magic word is “please?”

Jensen snickered, pursed his lips and started shaking his head. Jared just outright laughed so hard, he almost lost his balance.

“Jay so help me, if you don’t tell me what the hell you two are talking about, I will kill you where you stand,” you growled.

“I can’t, but I will give you a hint,” he smirked, “It is the word of the day, a most special word, a magic-” he broke off laughing.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you thought, when suddenly it hit you, “Seriously? Are you two fourteen?”

They were holding each other up, laughing their asses off at your expression. Your phone buzzed with a text, thankfully it was Cliff letting you know that the cab was pulling up.

You stared at Jensen and Jared, “You’re really going to make me say it aren't you?” At their excited nods, you chuckled, “Remember you guys are in your thirties. If you two don’t get your asses into that cab, I'm going to put my foot so far up your,” you paused, rolling your eyes, “bungholes, that you will taste leather.”

Both of them cheered loudly and started walking towards the cab, talking like Beavis and Butthead the whole way.

On the way back to the hotel, you had Cliff get ahold of security so that they could run interference for you to get the boys up to their rooms. With the late hour, you hoped that the paparazzi wouldn’t be hanging around to snap pics of the guys. It was hard enough being best friends with one of television’s hottest actors, but to be female to boot always had them salivating that this time they would catch you and Jensen in a compromising position.

Thankfully, the four of you made it through the lobby without issue. The first stop was Jared’s room, you propped Jensen against the wall and helped Cliff lay him down. You staggered back towards Jensen and muttered,”I swear that man is like a drunk octopus. Let’s go Jay, one drunk octopus down, one to go.”

Jensen giggled, honest to god giggled, “I'm no octopus, Y/N,” he paused and looked up and down the hallway,”shhhh,” you looked at him confused, “I has a secret. I'm Batman.”

You laughed at his serious expression, “More like Goofy, you big jerk.”

Cliff was shaking his head, you paused as his room was in between Jensen and Jared’s. “Cliff you go on ahead to bed, I've put this one to bed drunk so many times it’s second nature.”

“Thanks, Y/N. I’ll have coffee for everybody in the morning,” he said with a tired smile.

“Okay, just a couple more steps Jay, then you can lay down and sleep,” you said softly. At this point he was walking behind you with one arm wrapped around your neck and holding on to a shoulder.

“Nope!” He said loudly, stopping suddenly almost clotheslining you.

“Dammit Jay! You promised to go to bed, if I said that word and I did and you’re going,” you spat.

“My mom would kick my ass, if I didn't walk you to your room,” he replied.

You growled at him, “My room is right next to yours, idiot!”

“I am a gentleman, I will walk you to your room and make sure there aren’t any monsters there,” he looked at you with a sweet expression.

Rolling your eyes, “What are you going to do breathe on them if there’s trouble? You smell like a brewery Jay!”

He spun you around to face him, putting his hands on your shoulders, he blew an exasperated sigh out that ended in a hiccup, “No, silly, I'm Dean fucking Winchester. It’s my job to keep hot girls safe.”

Your eyes widened at his statement, “Okay Casanova, let’s get this over with.” You couldn't stop thinking about what he said. Did he think you were hot?

Shaking your head, you got the door opened and laughed as Jensen walked around the room, looking for anything out of the ordinary. You sat down on the couch and slipped your heels off, thanking the gods that you could go to bed soon.

Sitting quietly for a few minutes, you cleared your thoughts, not wanting to think to much about what Jay had said outside your room. ‘What the hell is taking him so long?’ You thought.

“Jay?” You called out, not getting a reply you got up and walked towards the bedroom door. Pushing the door open, you sighed heavily, Fuck me! There lying sideways on the bed was your best friend, face down, passed out and snoring.

Fuck it, you thought. I'm not moving him and it's my bed, without another thought, you pulled your jeans off and fell face down as well and were asleep in moments.

Jensen groaned softly, his hand going up to his head. Shit, last night was a blur, he knew he should have laid off all those shots. He opened one eye and froze. He felt a puff of warm air on the back of his neck. What the hell had he done? He turned his quickly and was relieved to see your face, then he panicked.

He scrambled up off the bed fast, feeling relief that he still had his pants on, then shock registered on his face. He looked down at you, noticing that you were in a T-shirt and underwear. Underwear that had his full attention. When he had bought that gift as a gag for your birthday, he never thought to ever see you in them.

There against the black boy shorts, with red lettering across your rounded ass were the words that had him inhale sharply.

“Property of Dean Winchester.”

His first thought was laughing, he grabbed his phone and snapped a quick picture, thinking that he was never going to let you live this one down. The next thought to cross his mind was how turned on he was by those four words. Sure, he had thought of you in a less than friendly way from time to time, but he never once thought about acting on it. Now he was having second thoughts. Slowly he reached a hand out towards your ass, when someone was pounding on the door!

“Dammit!” He muttered, drawing his hand back, he stomped across the room and headed towards the small living room. He flung the door open and growled at Jared, “What?!”

“Dude, we’re going to be late! We’ve got 30 minutes till our panel,” Jared replied.

“Alright, alright let me wake Y/N, then I’ll go change,” Jensen said.

“Did you and Y/N hook up?” Jared grinned.

“NO! Go away!” Said Jensen. He closed the door and started walking slowly towards the bedroom, “Y/N! Sweetheart, come on, we need to get ready.”

You jumped up startled at the male voice in your suite, “Shit, Jay give a girl a heart attack!”

He smirked at you, “I'm going to go change, be right back.”

You nodded and looked down at yourself, oh holy shit, you were in your underwear! Underwear that he was never supposed to see you in. You blushed madly, grabbed your phone and headed in to brush your teeth. After you felt more human with minty fresh breath you jumped in the shower.

As you were towel drying, your phone started going buzzing with text messages. Most of them were from Gen, one from Jay and Jared, you ignored those two and read the first text from her.

Your mouth dropped open in surprise, then your brain started misfiring and freaking out as you scrolled to the app in question, and your heart stopped.

There was pounding coming from the door to the suite, as you threw the door open you looked at your best friend's pale face and wanted to die.

You took a deep breath, “Jay why the hell is there a picture of my ass on your Instagram?!”

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jawritter · 4 years

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A Thousand Years...

Chapter 12 (Final)

Heart beats fast. Colors and promises. How to be brave. How can I love when I’m afraid to fall. But watching you stand alone. All of my doubt suddenly goes away…..

A new town, a new job, and a new life, one that you didn’t even expect……

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word Count: 1187

Warnings will include… Smut, language, unrequited/ requited love, cheating, and possibly more. This is brand new, so I will add to it as I know. Chapters will have warnings of their own if need be….

A/N: So my little cousin was watching breaking dawn in the living room, and I was folding clothes in the guest room… When the credits rolled and this song started, this fic hit me right in the face… I couldn’t escape it.

Fic Based on the Song A Thousand Years, by Christina Perri

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Time Jump Six Years….

It had been six years since you moved into Jensen's house, and in those six years, a lot had changed.

For instance, when the news broke about you and Jensen via Danneel, your family did something you never thought they'd do.

They flat out turned their back on you.

It was hard at first.

You thought they knew you better than that, but they perceived you as a homewrecker, believing Danneel’s word over your own.

It was definitely a bitter pill you didn't think you'd ever have to swallow, but you had to make a choice, and honestly, it ended up being the best decision you ever made because with Jensen you had all the family that you needed that loved and supported you no matter what.

You learned right then that you could either live your life doing what everyone was telling you was the right thing, or you could do what you wanted to do and live your life for you.

There was no way in hell you were going to give up on the person that in 48 short hours you learned you couldn’t live without. Once you made that decision the rest just kind of fell into place where it needed to be.

He'd become your everything. Just that fast.

It sounds cliche, but a quote from one of your favorite books seemed to fit best here.

A soulmate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master.

That was exactly what Jensen did to you from the very beginning.

The moment you stepped foot into the brewery for the first time and shook his hand he turned your world upside down. He showed you every obstacle and addiction that you didn't even know you had.

He’d shown you ultimately, in the end, you didn't need to be a people pleaser; and all you really needed was each other. Because at the end of the day that's all that mattered.

He had shown you just how addicted you were to him. Even on days when you didn't want to admit you needed him, he proved you wrong over and over again until you got it right, and just stopped fighting. Even on days, it looked like you weren't going to make it he was strong enough for the both of you.

He broke your heart, there was no denying that, but if he hadn't, you probably would have never given in to him. Because if he would have never broken your heart, you would have never known just how much you truly had fallen in love with him in a matter of time that surprised you both.

He definitely made you so desperate and out of control that you transformed your life, and moved in with a man you barely knew, started a life together, and over and over again shook you to your very core, transforming you into something better. Letting a part of you free that you didn't even know that you needed.

He definitely taught you how to pray even though he didn't realize it. He never completely confessed to having been abused by Danneel, but all the signs were there. You spent nights praying that he'd open up to you, let you in before you realized that he already had. Because some things didn't need to be spoken, rehashed, or revisited, and if ever the day came when he was ready to talk about it, you'd be there like you always planned to be. Because the progress he'd made and you made with his help was more powerful than any past abuse or relationships.

You loved him. There was no way around it.

Love didn't take years to happen. You learned that it could happen in a moment and turn your whole world upside down.

That's what it did for you. That's what it did for him.

That's why over everything you chose him.

If your family never decided to accept your choice, that was their choice. It was also their loss because you had gained so much more.

Another thing that had changed was Jensen was able to get joint custody of his children without a fight, thankfully.

What Danneel did that day was wrong, but you had to thank her in a way. She did what you never had the guts to do. Threw you out into the open, and forced you to make up your mind what you were going to do about Jensen when you were too afraid to do it yourself.

She also helped bring three beautiful children into the world that became so important to you that they were just like your own.

There were family holidays, birthday parties, and sleepovers, things you never thought would happen for you. You were a family. Blood didn't matter.

Then there was the time that you were alone together.

Nights where you learned everything about each other by simply just being.

It wasn't always about the sex, though that was a big part of it. The intimacy and the connection that you'd developed with each other was so consuming it wove itself into the very fiber of your being like it was written so a thousand years ago, and it will be long after you were gone.

Things were never going to be easy, but you had each other, and that's all that mattered.

You would NEVER get used to being with someone that was famous. You didn't mind it, it's what Jensen loved to do, and he deserved every bit of recognition that he got for everything he did.

Things with Danneel would always be tough between the three of you. That would never change, but according to Jensen, she was hard to get along with on her best day, even when they first got married. Still, you were able to put aside your differences to help co-parent those babies, and that’s what was most important.

Because three years ago you stood before God, Jensen's family, and your friends, and tied yourself to him in every way possible.

You became his wife.

Sitting out on the front porch with him in your Texas home in the middle of Austin you watched as the rain drizzled down on the ground around you, putting a deep peace in you. Jensen's fingers lace with your own, and your head on his shoulder, one of his arms wrapped tightly around you, you found your happy place, you found where you belonged.

"You know I don't know what I ever did without you," Jensen said, leaning his head down on yours.

"Me either," you teased him, giving him a playful jab in the ribs, sending him into one of those whole body laughs that you loved so much.

"I love you, you know that. I'll love you for a thousand years." There it was. The song that was almost your undoing became the foundation of everything that the two of you were. You couldn't help but smile every time he said that.

"I'll love you for a thousand more..."

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hellobitchpudding · 8 years

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Where Do We Go From Here (Supernatural RPF, Jensen/OFC, 2/??)

eVery very very flattered with the attention that the first part of this got, even with how late I posted it last night. Of course, the touch of smut helped, didn’t it? You naughty bawdy little monkeys. But it served it’s purpose and I managed to write the next part, done entirely from the other POV. We get to learn a bit more about Kate too. BTW, there’s no Danneel, no kids....so no hate please!

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Jensen woke up a little when he felt the bed move and sleepily he instinctively followed, wrapping his body against that which he'd been tucked against so nice and warm. The body that belonged to Kate, a person that he'd snuggled with more than once before though with clothing on. He'd know the smell of her shea butter shampoo and lilac perfume anywhere.

Now he knew what it was to feel her sleep warm skin against his and to be as wrapped up in her as she was in him. He smiled to himself and nuzzled her neck, letting his mind drift in that half awake place of sleep and consciousness.

Part of him was very awake and that much very annoying. He was getting damn near close to 40 fucking years old and he still got morning wood? He knew it was a natural biological thing blah blah blah, but come on already. If anything, his dick should be the part of him still dead asleep after last night.

Oh man, last night.

Everything about the night before was so crystal clear in his mind, probably why his fifth limb was wide awake. The only thing he was a tiny bit hazy on was what exactly had inspired him to finally just see if nearly 3 years of flirting, all the looks and the touches, the affection and care could actually mean more than just the best assistant and probably one of the closest female friend he'd ever had.

He'd watched her when they got to her apartment, noting how she had a coffeemaker even though she didn't drink it herself and how she had multiple kinds of coffee in the cabinet, including his favorite and Jared's. He thought about how she was concerned about him having energy for the drive back to his apartment just like he'd been concerned about her driving home from the set party with potential drunks on the road. The way she wanted to thank him in some small way for wanting to make sure she got home okay.

He'd noticed, as he always did, her figure. She was small, roughly the same size as Jared's wife and just as curvy though not thanks to the results of three children. She enjoyed food too much to diet or eve want to diet, she'd always said. She was healthy and had no real problem with her body and that's all that mattered to her. He noticed how she had dressed up a bit for the party with a flattering top and tighter than normal jeans but had made sure she'd feel comfortable too and he liked that. He'd never been a fan of girls who tried too hard. He noticed her long brown curly hair and the way it swayed against her back as she closed the cabinet door and arranged everything in the coffeemaker.

Something in him just told him to go for it, that he'd know if she wasn't interested or not comfortable with the whole thing. At worst, he could pretend to dismiss it as just late night adrenaline from the party and whatever. He just felt an overwhelming need to just know once and for all, not just how she felt but how he really felt when it came down to it.

But then when she'd turned around and looked up at him, her blue eyes wide and surprised, her breath shaky, he'd seen it. He saw the way her eyes dilated. He saw the quick glimpse to his mouth that he'd been sure he'd seen before but not this close. He saw how she didn't dismiss how close he was but instead moved just that much closer to him.

He'd more than noticed the way she trembled when his lips first touched hers, the shiver. The way her small hand had convulsively gripped at his arm, her sharp intake of air. The way her mouth followed his when he started to pull back. The way she gripped his shirt in her fist when his hand found its way into those curls.

He'd noticed her intent to make sure no part of his mouth was deprived of her kiss, like she wanted to make sure she experienced all of him. It was the way she was passionate but not sloppy, not hurried. It had only turned him on more. It made him want to return the favor.

He'd noticed the way her body almost instinctively pressed back against him when he'd pressed her against the counter, rocking his hips against hers. He'd only barely run a hand over her ass to the back of her thigh before she moved her leg just the way he wanted, up and around his hip so he could press against her just that much more intimately.

He noticed her surprised squeal of laughter after he muttered a fuck this and thrown her over his shoulder and headed for the bedroom. It was far from the first time he'd ever manhandled her, though usually it was just messing around on set. Both he and Jared took great joy in having what they teased her as being, the Pocket Sized Assistant.

He'd noticed the light in her eyes, the way she licked her lips in anticipation after he'd tossed her down on her bed and moved quickly up the bed on his hands and knees to join her. She wanted this as much as he did.

He noticed the tremble in her hands as she undressed him, the shy smile on her lips when he'd stopped her hands with his and pressed kisses to her fingers, murmuring that it was just him, it was just them. There was no one she had to be nervous around, it was just him.

He'd pressed her into the bed with his kiss when she murmured that there was no just him to her.

He noticed just what she'd been hiding from him the last three years with clothing though he'd been rather familiar with all of her from hugs and cuddles. He'd always joked that's how she'd ended up being Jared's assistant first, because she'd passed the Padalecki cuddle test. Not so many people were as physically demonstrative with affection as that man, but she came damn close. A playful hug around the shoulders when she brought them coffee in the morning while they were getting make up and hair to a big joyous hug when a complicated scene went off without a hitch.

One of his favorite things was the way she seemed obsessed with playing with hair, the way she'd just run her fingers though his hair, her nails gently scratching at his scalp. He wondered if she had any idea just how creative he'd had to become to hide his physical reaction to when she did that or if she had any idea how much he loved that she was always cold just so he could see her all but swim in one of his hoodies or cuddle up to him on the sofa of his trailer.

He'd noticed her gasp as he entered her in one swift thrust, her small hands digging into his back as he marveled at just how perfect she felt wrapped around him like this, how well they fit together. The way she clung to him, wanting him that much closer, that much deeper. The way her body moved with his like it wasn't their first time together.

After last night he was going to try like hell to make sure it was the first of many nights.

He'd more than noticed the way her eyes had all but rolled up in the back of her head with one final twist of his hips, throwing her into what seemed like the orgasm of her life from the way she'd nearly screamed his name, her voice weak and strained from lack of breath. How beautiful she was in that moment, completely unraveled, completely trusting in him to see her at her most primal, most unguarded.

He'd noticed the gentle way she'd talked him down from his own mindblowing orgasm, keeping herself wrapped around him, pressing soft kisses to his face and shoulder as he all but collapsed against her, no doubt crushing her. The way she wrapped one arm around his shoulders and the other around his head, her fingers going right into his hair. There was no shoving away and rolling over or heading to the bathroom to clean up. Just holding each other and coming down from the high only their two bodies could create together only to find that high again and again until their bodies gave up from exhaustion.

Now he laid there and found himself wondering just what happened next. This wasn't just a one time thing, not if he could help it. He honestly hadn't meant to have it go so far so quickly but she'd been so willing and soft and eager. He'd felt wanted for the first time in years. Truly wanted, not just for his fame or looks or attention, but wanted for who he was and how she knew him. She'd been there for so much in the last few years from the joy of the birth of Jared's daughter to the low of his own divorce from his wife of only a few years. She'd stuck by him despite the rumors his ex started that he'd cruelly abandoned her not just for Kate, but for a weird swinger relationship with her, Jared and Gen.

Laying there, he began to realize he wasn't the only one awake. He was so wrapped around Kate that he could feel her heartbeat and it was fast, almost pounding. Was she thinking about last night, overthinking it to be more precise like she had a tendency to do? Or was she thinking about how she was laying naked in bed with essentially her boss, one of them anyway, with his hard-on nestled right up against her sweet round ass?

He decided to find out for sure and gave in to the temptation that was her neck and shoulders, pressing kisses to the skin, lingering and taking some enjoyment for himself. He fully planned on getting to know every inch of her in time.

If that's what she wanted. They hadn't really talked very much the night before other than the talk that was typical for a night of passion. He smiled against her skin. A night of passion. Yeah, that was pretty much the only way to describe it. He pulled her closer, finding her small hand with his and entwining their fingers.

“I know you're awake. You are thinking too hard. Your heart is pounding, I can feel it.” His own voice sounded a bit huskier than normal, almost the “Dean” voice he used for the show. He wondered if she like that. When she didn't react, he decided to see if maybe more than words would earn him a response. “Is it because you can feel me?”

He moved his hips against her ass, biting his own lip to try and control himself when he heard her gasp and whimper. Just that bit of reaction, the surprise and shock with a touch of wantonness was enough to make him want to spend all day right here in this bed figuring out every way he could to get her to make that noise again.

“That's a yes.” He let go of her hand and urged her to roll over and lay on her other side facing him. He reached up and touched her face, a little confused at how quite she was being. Was she having second thoughts, regretting last night? “Not talking to me today?”

“I...I have morning breath.” She murmured, turning her face a little as she spoke and cover her mouth with her hand. Her eyes avoided his which made him wonder what was really going on in that wonderful mind of hers. Kate was far from the most confident person he'd ever met and he really hoped she wasn't thinking that this was a mistake or that he thought that way.

“Doesn't bother me, but okay. Do you want the first shower or do you wanna share?” He gave her his best promising smile. “Sharing could be fun.” Hell yes it could be a lot of fun. He could show her just how much he enjoyed last night, enjoyed her. How much he still wanted her.

“I'm...I'm a little...sore.” She avoided his eyes, again. That alone told him volumes.

“Alright sweetheart. I know it's been a while and we were pretty busy most of the night. Why don't you take a shower, get all relaxed and I'll make some breakfast, okay?”

In knowing her for three years, he'd learned from late night talks and long plane rides that she was an old fashioned romantic and pretty particular about who she potentially dated or brought home. Add into that her crazy idea that she had standards way above what she could actually achieve and you had a woman who'd gone a very very long time without any intimacy or dating. A woman who'd focused on her family and then after she lost them, just existing through work. That was until she'd been encouraged to try for the assistant's job with Jared by a friend she'd grown up with who worked for Arrow.

There was a good chance she actually was sore, not that they'd been swinging from the ceiling or anything. They'd just been insatiable for each other. There was also a good chance she was distancing herself until she had a grip mentally on what was going on and how she felt about it. She was retreating into her head, he knew the signs because he was guilty of doing it more than once.

“Yeah. Yeah that'd be nice.”

He gave her a smile, trying to reassure her without words. He knew right then she needed an out and he'd given it to her with the offer of making breakfast while she showered as much as he really wanted to share it with her. He leaned in and kissed her softly, just pressing their lips together. Please don't think last night was a fluke, sweetheart. “I'll see you in a few. Leave some hot water for me, okay?”

She swallowed and nodded, acting nearly as shy as she'd been when they first met, sitting up and trying to cover herself and then realizing that ship had pretty much sailed the night before. If it was up to him, clothes would be very optional in the future. She gave a tight smile before moving quickly but not quite running to the bathroom.

He laid back on the bed as he heard the water come on and sighed. He had to figure out a way for her to realize that this could work if she wanted it. But how to get her to understand that was beyond him.

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What If I Kissed You

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Y/N Y/L/N, Misha Collins, Jared Padalecki, Brianna Buckmaster

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: A few adultish thoughts, Drunkish!Jensen, tipsy!reader, not much. Mostly fluff.

Word Count: 1700ish

A/N: So I have been writing a lot of angst lately for my series and for and for angst day (yep I am gonna make y’all cry that day). So I kinda needed a change of pace. When I heard Temecula Road’s What if I Kissed You this one shot popped into my mind.

Thanks a billion to the bestest little sister in the world @mysupernaturalfics for betaing this one for me

Note hate against Danneel - I love her. For the purpose of this fic Jensen is single.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Being around Y/N on set was bad enough, but tonight it was down right impossible for Jensen to focus on anything else but her. It was a beautiful night in Rome. All his friends, well work friends, were there. Misha and Jared were laughing and talking about something right next to him, but Jensen didn’t pay attention to them at all.

His eyes were solely fixated on Y/N and the way she was laughing and dancing with Brianna. Hell, he couldn’t even hear the music over the sound of her bell like laughter ringing in his ears. He was drunk and not only on the “apple juice” he had been drinking all day, but on her. She filled his senses and Jensen allowed his mind to wander as he watched how the short summer dress she was wearing clung to her curves in all the right places. Her tanned skin was almost shining in the lights of the club and her hair was swaying with her every movement. She looked happy and free.

Jensen couldn’t help but wonder what she would do if he just had the balls to get off his ass, walk across the floor, pull her into his arms and kiss her right then and there, like he had wanted to so many times before. His feelings had nothing to do with the buzz he was feeling, it had nothing to do with the fact she never wore dresses at work, it had nothing to do with the intoxicating city or the fact that he always felt more free here than he did back home in the states for some reason. It was just how he felt everytime he saw her. He never didn’t want to kiss her. He never didn’t wonder how her soft, plump lips would feel against his own. He always wondered how she would taste. Like honey and strawberries, he was sure. He smiled as he watched her move on the dancefloor, letting his mind run will as he imagined her dancing only for him as her clothes would slowly fall to the floor. He stifled a groan when he almost felt how soft and silky her warm body would feel under his touch.

“Why don’t you just go dance with her, Jensen?” Misha’s voice broke his trance and he looked over his shoulder to see his two best friends smirking at him. Jensen let out a deep sigh knowing there was no way in hell they would stop pestering him about this for the rest of the night.

“Yeah she would love that,” Jared encourage, “the two of you have been tiptoeing around each other ever since she came on the show. It’s time one of you grows a pair.”

Jensen sent his best friend a look that would shut most people up, if not actually slowly back out of the room, but Jared knew him better than that, so he just glared back at him.

“Don’t give me that look Ackles,” Jared huffed, “you know we’re right.”

Jensen’s eyes wandered back to the perfect woman spinning around on the dancefloor, having the time of her life and he so hoped his friends were right. Still how could he take that chance? Y/N had quickly become one of his best friends. She was smart, caring and the most breath-takingly beautiful woman he had ever seen. She laughed at his dumb jokes and she didn’t seem entirely unhappy about spending time with him. Jensen couldn’t help but wonder what she would do if he did kiss her. He wondered if she would kiss him back, if she would let him pull her close holding her tightly against him. He wondered if his wandering hands would eventually get the best of her. If she would take his hand and lead him upstairs to her room. Jensen’s breathing got heavier as he pictured her sultry smile as she slowly backed towards the bed, letting her hands run over the straps of her dress pushing them down her shoulders. He closed his eyes for a second to get his mind back under control before he could imagine her naked before him. He knew there was no going back from that. Jared and Misha would never let him hear the end of it if he popped a boner in the middle of a crowded bar, just by watching her dance. But more than that. She was his friend. He shouldn’t be thinking about her like that. He didn’t wanna screw up their friendship even if it killed him not being able to be with her the way he wanted to.

“I can’t. We’re friends. She doesn't think of me like that,” Jensen spoke quietly, as he returned his attention to his friends. Jared started scolding him, but a huge grin just slid across Misha’s face as he nodded over Jensen’s shoulder as he spoke.

“Then why is she looking at you like you were her last meal?” he teased, making Jensen’s draw drop and Jared go quiet as he carefully glanced out onto the dance floor. Jensen’s eyes were fixated on Jared, as he didn’t dare to look, but the smile on his best friends face told him that Misha hadn’t been lying.

“Turn around, buddy,” Jared urged, making Jensen’s heart race a million miles per hour as he slowly followed his friends’ instructions.

***

Your head was comfortably buzzing as you let Brianna spin you around on the dancefloor before laughingly doing the same to her. It was a hot summer night in beautiful Rome and the company was amazing. Even if you couldn’t help but wish it wasn’t Brianna on the floor with you, but the man you had slowly but surely fallen head over heels in love with over the past year you had been on his show. Jensen Ackles. The one man in the world that could make your head spin with nothing more than a smile and with no alcohol in sight. He was sweet and kind. He always knew what to say at the right times. He was your friend, but what you had come to feel about him over the past few months wasn’t exactly friendly.

Jensen was beyond gorgeous. Any woman could see that and no woman in their right mind would kick him out of bed. Still that wasn’t what it was about. Well not only. Jensen was respectful of everyone around him, he was a gentleman and one of the biggest dorks you had ever met. He never failed to make you laugh, even when you were tired and grumpy and just wanted to go home to bed. His smile lit up rooms, so contagious you had never seen anyone not return it. He was a quiet leader, never once abusing his power that he barely seemed aware of. He took care of his friends first and you were no exception. Jensen was perfect in your mind and you wished he would see you the same way.

“Jensen’s gorgeous tonight huh?” Brianna winked at you, nodding over your shoulder and you couldn’t help but follow her line of sight.

And he really was. You felt your mouth water as you stared at him, a lot more blatantly than you would have ever dared had you not been slightly tipsy from all the drinking you had been doing today. He was overwhelmingly handsome and you couldn’t help but wish he was yours. You couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to be held by those strong arms of his as your tongues danced together. You imagined how good he would feel, all of him. His warm solid frame pinning you against his bed, his hands wandering your body. His muscles rolling under your touch. You imagined the groans he would make as he sunk into you, how perfect he would fit, how amazing he would feel as he...

You let out an almost audible gasp as Jensen suddenly turned around and your eyes met. There was no doubt in your mind you had been caught in the act. Your eyes dropped to the floor as a deep blush crept into your cheeks. You fought your tears, hoping that he was just drunk enough to think he had imagined this or that he at least wouldn’t remember a thing tomorrow.

***

Jensen froze completely when her eyes met his. Had she just been looking at him, like he had her not more than a few minutes ago. Had he really been so stupid he had missed all the signs with her? Jensen felt a rush of courage coarse though his body as her’s clearly left her.

“Screw it,” he mumbled pushing himself onto his feet, as she looked down blushing. Jensen crossed the room in a few strides and as soon as he reached her he pulled her flush against his body with one arm as his free hand gentle cupped her cheek, silently asking her to look at him.

“Jensen,” she gasped, when their eyes met, but he just smiled. His two idiot friends had been right. She didn’t push him away, her eyes were clouded with doubts, but she leaned into his touch as if she craved more. Jensen didn’t say a word, instead he leaned down gently brushing his lips over hers, testing the waters. When her arms closed around his neck and she leaned into him, Jensen grew bolder running his tongue over her bottom lip asking for permission. A permission she instantly granted and Jensen deepened the kiss. She was everything and more than he had ever imagine. The world disappeared around him as he pulled her impossibly closer, pouring all his pent up emotions into that kiss, not even hearing Jared, Misha and Brianna cheering around them. Jensen finally had her in his arms, he was finally kissing her. He finally knew she was feeling what he was feeling and he was determined to make this memory last. He was determined to make her his and make their love last forever.

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