#j2 x reader fluff

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Three Peas in a Pod

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader x Jared Padalecki (no J2 action)

Word Count: ~1.1k

Warnings: fluff, poly relationship, brief smut (not explicit or detailed but it's there)

Request by anon: Hi so can i request a J2 x reader one shot where the reader is a normal girl who is dating Jensen and Jared but the fan never seeing her face only hear her voice like twice because she is super shy and introverted person but Jensen and Jared convince her to go to a comic con and the fan meet her for the first time and instantaneous like her? Something fluff and romantic between J2 and reader 

Summary: It's crazy to think a celebrity wants you but two of them? Being in a relationship with them is the best thing to happen to you, and all they want to do is tell the world about it.

Square Filled: poly fic (2022) for @spnfluffbingo

Author’s Note: i appreciate any and all comments! <3

x

Never in a million years did you think you’d end up in the situation you’re in. It all started when you were out grocery shopping when you ran into Jared Padalecki. He had just given his kids back to his ex-wife when he decided to do some shopping for the week. You had the last of an item in your hand when you barrelled into him, dropping and shattering the item. He felt so bad that he offered to give you his that he grabbed.

It was like something clicked in the air because you two couldn’t get your eyes off each other. You were a stuttering mess but he was so confident in both of you that he asked you out right there and then. It all happened so quickly but when were you going to get another chance like this? You were a small-town girl who was noticed by a huge celebrity.

Of course, you said yes.

He took you on a romantic dinner date overlooking the bustling city. You’re not a talker since you like to keep to yourself, but he kept you talking all night. It’s as if you two were best friends rekindling a friendship. He made you laugh, made you feel beautiful, and was super charming. Supernatural happened to be on your “watch later” list but you’ve seen many spoilers and videos of him and Jensen.

What they said about him is true. He’s super lovable, loves hugs, can make you laugh, is dorky, and loves eating. Being with him makes you feel like you’re the only woman in the world. How can things get better than this?

He took you back to his place for some intimate drinks where his roommate and best friend, Jensen, lives. Jensen is also newly divorced but is open to looking for another relationship if not something temporary. Being in the same room as Sam and Dean Winchester was a little overwhelming but the alcohol dulled those senses so you could enjoy the evening.

Meeting Jared was like love at first sight if you’re into that sort of thing, but meeting Jensen was something completely different… something raw and vulnerable. He tugged you to him subconsciously because he made you feel alive like you could jump off a cliff and be completely fine. You’re not sure if either man felt the same as you were feeling but you weren't going to say anything to them to scare them off.

They set out some games to play while playing an irrelevant TV show in the background. It was friendly at first until the alcohol promoted Jensen to suggest a stripping game. One thing led to another, and the game was long forgotten. The only thing that mattered was the three of you at that moment.

All you could think about was Jared’s lips on your neck, his hand massaging your breast and tugging at your nipples until they were pebbled and ready, Jensen’s tongue on your pussy, and his fingers digging into your thighs. They used you like a cock slut that night but you were more than okay with it. One thing led to another and you’re now dating both of them.

It’s your first polyamorous relationship but you three make it work.

With you having a job that you can work remotely for, they’d take you whenever they had to do interviews, press junkets, and conventions. You’re not one for the spotlight so you’re content with being backstage while they take all the glory. They have yet another convention that they brought you along with, so you’re in the back room watching a video they made recently.

Jensen and Jared talked about serious issues going on in the world currently and how they would take small steps to try and eradicate some of those issues. They are part of a group that works on removing plastic from the ocean, they donate some of their time at food banks and local shelters, and they donate money to groups looking for resources to make the world a better place.

“Listen, these are real-world issues that we need to start taking seriously today. These kinds of events can affect our children and our children’s children,” Jensen says.

“Jar, Jen, dinner is ready,” your voice comes from off-camera.

Jared and Jensen look at each other and just laugh. They’ve been really careful not to give an inkling of their relationship but then things like this happen and it can’t be helped.

“We’ll be right there,” Jared clears his throat.

“We gotta go. That's our girl.”

They leave it at that, and the comment section is raving about them being in a relationship. There are a few other videos where your voice can be heard but you’re never seen. Most of the fans are happy that the boys are happy, and since it’s 2023, being in a poly relationship isn’t that unusual. All of the fans are wondering what you look like but you’re not ready to give that out just yet.

“Hey, we have to go on now,” Jensen says from the door.

You put your phone away and approach Jared with a smile. He pulls you into him and kisses you. He keeps it short and sweet but Jensen is the completely opposite. He kisses you for much longer and in a more intimate way. Jensen is a good kisser with all the practice he’s gotten on you.

“Okay, don’t suffocate her,” Jared playfully says.

“Break a leg, you two,” you grin and watch them leave.

There is a big TV in the back where you can watch what’s going on stage, and you clap when everyone else in the audience does when they walk on. This convention is going like all the others with them telling stories from set, from their lives, and fans asking all kinds of questions. There comes a time when a fan stands up and asks a question regarding you. You knew it was coming sooner or later, and you’re curious how the boys will answer it.

“When are we going to see Y/N? No pressure on you two or her, but just curious.”

“She’s a little camera shy,” Jensen chuckles. “She’s here. She’s backstage but she doesn't really like cameras.”

It’s true, you hate them. Maybe you can give them a little something instead of a full-face reveal. You walk out of the backstage room and over to the edge of the curtains so you’re still hidden from the audience. Jensen and Jared see you creeping up on the curtain, and you stick your hand out to wave at them.

“There she is,” Jared laughs.

Everyone cheers for you which brings a smile to your face. After two seconds, you run back to the room you were in, and Jensen watches you go with a smile on his face.

“We’re working on that part of her,” Jensen jokes.

Maybe one day you’ll be more open to meeting fans and taking pictures because they seem to genuinely love you already, and it’s all thanks to your boys.

x

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[ninii-winchester]

Slumber party

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader

Word count: 600 words

Warnings : none just fluff.

A/n: totally unplanned, i couldn’t sleep so this is just from the top of my head.

It was late at night, the motel room was a bit crowded as Sam and Dean sat at the small table placed in the room, Y/n was on one bed while Castiel was on the other. This case was very different from what they’ve encountered before. A series of bizarre deaths that seem to defy the laws of physics, such as a man whose heart literally bursts out of his chest like in a cartoon.

“Alright I’m gonna call it a night.” Dean said closing the journal. “Cas you’re gonna book a room or what?” He asked the angel who was oh so casually looking through Dean’s stuff. It was not unusual that the trio shared a room on hunts, Dean took one bed while Sam shared the other with his girlfriend, Y/n as long as they promised no funny business.

“Nah I’ll stay here.” Cas replied and Y/n snickered at his nonchalance and Dean’s annoyance.

“Yeah right, we’re gonna have a slumber party, braid Sam’s hair.” Dean said sarcastically which made Sam smirk but his smirk faltered as he made eye contact with Y/n, who looked back with a mischievous look on her eyes. “Where are you gonna slee-“

“Oh my god” Y/n interrupted Dean who gave her a questioning look. “That sounds so much fun. Why didn’t I think of it before?” She grinned at the men in the room . “Baby come here.” She called Sam over and gestured to the space between her legs.

Sam gave Dean his typical bitch face to which Dean just shrugged. The younger Winchester walked over to his girlfriend and settled between her legs, facing away from her.

“Hey i need my four hours so get it somewhere else.” Dean commented as Y/n focused on french braiding Sam’s hair. He winched as she pulled particularly harsh unintentionally.

“Cas teleport him somewhere.” Y/n said without removing her eyes from Sam’s hair. Her tongue poking out as she concentrated. Cas stood up from his place to do it but Dean glared at him, and he sat back down on the bed.

“Take it easy on the hair, gorgeous.” Sam said holding his head as she pulled again.

“Yeah I know you love your hair more than me.” She replied as she was done with one side of his head.

“That’s not true. I love you more than anything in this world.” Sam replied and Y/n awed at his declaration of love.

“I didn’t sign up for this.” Dean groaned.

“Don’t groan grandpa we’re almost done.” Y/n said tying the other braid as well. After she was done she made Sam look in the mirror. He smiled at his own reflection as he saw the two french braids.

“It’s lovely, Y/n. Thank you sweetheart.” Sam pecked her lips.

“You’re welcome,, honey. You look so pretty.” Y/n smiled. She then grabbed a pillow from Dean’s bed and threw it at Dean who was slumped at the table. “Pillow fight.”

“Why the fuck did I say slumber party.” Dean groaned to himself, throwing the pillow back. Sam laughed at his brother’s misery, but pulled Y/n into his embrace before the pillow could hit her.

“Humans.” Castiel rolled his eyes sassily before going back to dig into Dean’s things.

Tags:

@spnfamily-j2 @galway-girlatwork @deangirl96 @queensilber

@s0urw00lf @monkey-d-hoshizora98 @deans-baby-momma @fullbelieverheart

@riah1606 @xx-spooky-little-vampire-xx @hobby27

@starkleila @suckitands33 @m3ntally-unstable @kanekilovelove-blog @candy-coated-misery0731

@blackcherrywhiskey @ladysparkles78 @goest-and-fuckest-thyself-blog @graywrites5567

@enamoredwithbella @winchesterwild78 @myuhh8

@ohsc (I’m tagging you because you’re a sam girl tho lmk if you don’t want to be tagged)

[zepskies]

Series Masterlist - Wake Me Up

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x F. Reader

Summary: A few weeks after you and Ben celebrate your first Christmas together, Ben is returning from another mission with the Supe Affairs team. When he discovers that you’ve been taken, he’ll do whatever it takes to find you. And then, to help you heal.

AN: I've written a lot of stories in the Break Me Down verse, but this is the first official mini series! This is set shortly after Love Actually.

Song Inspo: “I Can Read Your Mind” by the Doobie Brothers

Series Tags/Warnings: **18+ only. Romance, smut, and hurt/comfort, but also major angst warning. Violence, mentions of torture (non-graphic), trauma/PTSD.

Chapters:

Part 1 - Familiar Territory

Part 2 - All In Your Eyes

Part 3 - When You Hold Me

Part 4 - The Power In You

Series Complete!

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@spnfamily-j2 @im-a-slut-for-fluff @lacilou @venicesem @mimaria420

@tearsfortheyouth @agalliasi @chriszgirl92 @kazsrm67 @deansbbyx

[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

Errand of Mercy

Summary: Y/N is miserable from head to toe. Can the boys coddle her back to good health?

Warnings/Explicit 18+: Nothing really. All fluff.

Pairings: No romantic pairing. Jensen Ackles x teen!reader, Jared Padalecki x teen!reader

Word Count: 1,467

A/N: I got a request from the dear @kayyay1219

...my request is another J2 x teen!reader where the reader doesn’t show up one day for work and Jensen and Jared are worried and they go to her apartment and see that she’s really sick. So they take care of her because she has a high fever and they try everything to get her fever down, like an ice bath or something. They call her cute nicknames are just being so sweet.

I said I could do it but it might be a while. Then the poor thing sent me this message this evening:

Hey I know you said it will take a while to get to my request, but I had a bad day and got diagnosed with Covid and really need a J2xteen!reader. It doesn’t have to have the reader diagnosed with Covid just J2 taking care of the reader, getting her fever down and calling her sweet nicknames. Thank you!❤️

So, needless to say, I got my butt in gear to try and give her some Jensen and Jared comfort. I hope this helps sweetie! Feel better soon! 😘

A/N 2: As always, this story is about a Jensen and Jared from a different part of the multiverse and doesn't reflect anything to do with their real life. This is a complete and utter work of fiction. 😊

Y/N wandered through her apartment door, exhausted beyond belief. Her body ached, she was sweaty and hot while also shivering. She was bundled up in a scarf and jacket even though the sun shone brightly and the breeze was light and warm. Her whole body ached from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. 

Even her hair ached.

The day had been miserable from the first minute she'd been forced to crawl out of bed and go to work. She'd had every intention of staying tucked up in bed and had called in to say she couldn’t make it. But her boss had insisted. They were already short staffed, and they couldn't manage without her. At least that had been the gaslighting, guilt trip her boss had gone with. 

And since technically she was an adult now, she figured forcing herself into work when she felt like death, just came with the territory. Though the way she saw it, if the word "teen" was still part of her age she shouldn’t have to be a grown up yet.

But she'd gone in. However, she was pretty sure the only thing she'd accomplished during her four hours at work was making all of her coworkers sick and spreading her plague throughout the population like she was Typhoid Mary. Between her coughing and shivering, she'd been useless and eventually her boss had very reluctantly sent her home. 

So now she was back in her tiny apartment and ready to go pass out. She knew she should make herself eat something, and probably have a shower just to wash the ick away. But she just didn't have the energy.

As she stumbled her way to the bedroom, there was a knock at her door. She moaned pathetically and slowly hauled herself back there. She didn't bother to look and see who it was; maybe it would be someone there to shoot her and put her out of her misery.

But it was so much better.

Standing on the other side of the door were her two favorite people in the world. Her adopted big brothers, Jensen and Jared. Her aunt had worked in the props department for Supernatural from the very first season, and Y/N used to visit her there all the time. 

She grew up hanging around the boys, who treated her like a little sister from day one, and that hadn’t changed just because the show ended. They teased and tormented her from time to time, sure, but they were also fiercely protective, the way big brothers should be. 

When Y/N's boyfriend had broken up with her a week and before prom, she was heartbroken and had planned on just staying home. But Jared and Jensen wouldn't hear of it. Instead they arranged a limo for her and three of her closest friends and escorted the whole group of them to the dance. 

While she and her friends had danced the night away, having an amazing time, the boys stood on the sidelines with most of the other adults all night, acting as incredible celebrity chaperones. Needless to say, Y/N was a big hit.

So, considering their track record for being there when she desperately needed them to be, it wasn't that surprising to see them standing outside her door with a bag full of snacks, delicious chicken soup from her favorite restaurant, and a bag full of medicine.

God, they’re amazing, she thought, as relief coursed through her. 

Despite her protests that she was going to make them sick, they tramped into her tiny apartment, looking too big for the space as usual. Within minutes they had her out of her jacket and scarf and were pushing her into the bathroom.

Jared pulled a small Eucalyptus plant out of one of the bags and hung it in the shower, turning the taps on super hot, so that steam was rolling through the bathroom. 

"Climb in, kiddo. And stay in there for at least 20 minutes. Sit down on the shower floor if you need to." He told her as a billow of steam followed him out the door.

She did what he said and twenty minutes later she was feeling a little better. Her chest didn't feel as constricted and heavy and her nose was a little less plugged. Plus the continuous, intense heat finally got rid of her inside chill.

When she went into her bedroom she saw that one of the boys had laid her comfiest, and fluffiest pair of pajamas on her bed and she pulled them on gratefully.

She went out to the living room and immediately sighed when she saw what they’d done. The glaring overhead light was off and her soft lamps and just a few candles lit up the room. They had peppermint tea sitting on the coffee table for her and a bevy of snacks were lined up beside it. They jumped to their feet as soon as she came in, and ushered her over to the couch. 

Jensen pulled her down beside him, tucking her under his arm. He kissed the top of her head while Jared laid out the assortment of medicines they'd brought. She described all her symptoms and he picked out the ones he thought would work best and handed them out to her like her own private nurse. A very giant, very hairy, incredibly sweet, private nurse.

After she was medicated, Jensen picked up her remote and clicked on the tv before passing it to her.

“You get to pick, sweetheart.” He held up a finger. “But just remember that you love us and we’re here on an errand of mercy. So…maybe we can forgo Bridgerton?”

Y/N chuckled. “How about a space opera?” 

Jensen raised a questioning eyebrow, but Jared clapped his hands together “Yes, bring on Luke, Leia and Han!”

So they slipped into a galaxy far, far away and Y/N watched for a while before falling into an exhausted doze. She roused a few times, coughing a little, but quickly fell back to sleep when her subconscious reminded her she was cozy and safe.

When the boys were halfway through The Empire Strikes Back, Y/N woke up for real. The boys paused the movie and brought her some of the warmed up chicken soup and another cup of peppermint tea. She sipped at the warm, steamy liquids and listened to the boys arguing over the best movie of the original trilogy. Jensen said Return of the Jedi, Jared said Empire Strikes Back, and she told them they were both wrong, and nothing beat the original. The debate was on.

But as they agreed to disagree and get back to the movie, she set down her tea and began to feel the shivery achy feeling return. Jensen noticed and pulled her up against him again, covering her with the fleecy blanket from the back of her couch.

Jared put his big hand on her forehead and frowned. “You’re really warm again.” 

He pulled out the thermometer and put it under her tongue. When he checked it, his frown deepened. “A hundred and two. Shit.”

He gave her two Tylenols and then got a pile of cloths and a basin of cool water. He put a wet cloth on each of her wrists and then handed one to Jensen, taking yet another to begin bathing the bottom of her feet. Jensen had her lay her head in his lap and then slowly ran the cloth across her forehead and cheeks, as well as along the back of her neck. 

For nearly a half an hour they continued, just soothingly running the cloths across her feverish skin and murmuring words of comfort. As the fever fell and her shaking stopped, she found herself dozing once again.

She woke as Jensen was carrying her to her bedroom. She opened her eyes and he smiled down at her.

“It’s okay, baby. We’re just gonna tuck you in. Your fever is under control now, but we’re gonna crash on the couch and keep checking on you through the night.”

Y/N just nodded as she saw Jared pulling back her covers. Jensen laid her down gently and smoothed back her hair from her forehead, before kissing her there. He held up her phone and then tucked it under her pillow. 

“You text us immediately if you need anything and we’ll be here in a jiffy to get it for you, okay?”

Jared bent to kiss her forehead too and then scrunched up his nose. “Unless you gotta pee, in which case, there’s really nothing we can do to help.”

She laughed softly at his silliness. 

“Thank you both, so much” She said as she yawned wide enough to swallow her own head.

The boys blew her a kiss and waved from her bedroom doorway. 

“Just get better.” They said in unison.

Jensen RPF and Any/All Characters:

@lyarr24

@lacilou

@deans-spinster-witch

@globetrotter28

@suckitands33

@alwaystiredandconfused

@evznackles

@jackles010378

@impala67rollingthroughtown

@krazykelly

@candy-coated-misery0731

@envyaurora95

@spnwoman

@deans-baby-momma

@luvr4miya

@arcannaa

@viviwatchestv

@winharry

@ladysparkles78

@waywardcheshire

Any/All Fics Regardless of Character or Fandom:

@kazsrm67

@slut-for-evans-stan

@sexyvixen7

@nancymcl

@hobby27

Everything Incl. Fan Edits:

@k-slla

@leigh70

@eevvvaa

@kickingitwithkirk

@foxyjwls007

@notinthislife50

@roseblue373

@mishkatelwarriorgoddess

@avanatural

@mrsjenniferwinchester

@all-alone-he-turns-to-stone

@deangirl96

@stoneyggirl2

[jawritter]

For Drabbles: Dean calming us down after a stressful day. Cute and fluffy. That would be great. 😍

Just Let It Be

Kinktober 2022, ep. 5 (yes, we’re doing episodes, because this network doesn’t have the funding it would take to write an episode a day, we’re hoping to be better funded next Oct. LOL)

Summary: The reader has a bad day, and Dean makes it better

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 305

Warnings: None really, some kissing, mild touching, fluff

Kinktober Masterlist

A/N: This drabble is completely unbeta’d, so all mistakes are my own! Please do not copy my work! Feedback is golden! 

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Dean questioned as he pulled the covers back, crawling into bed and slotting himself behind her in a spooning position. 

“No,” she answered shortly, melting into his touch as he lips traced the back of her shoulder and throat, not really kissing her, just leaving behind a gentle touch. 

“Okay,” he replied, “but you might feel better if you talk about it baby.”

Dean’s lips traced the shell of her ear as his fingers trailed over her hips before he pulled her body flush against his own. 

“I doubt that,” she voiced, letting herself melt into the heat of coming off of his solid body behind her. 

“Well,” Dean continued, “I can think of something that might take your mind off of it.”

She could hear the smirk in his voice as his fingers traced the waistband of her pants, and she chuckled to herself as she turned herself in his arms, and wrapped herself around him, nuzzling herself into his neck. 

“Not tonight Dean, I think I’d rather just this right here,” she admitted, and Dean reached around her, pulling the covers tighter around the pair of their entwined bodies, before searching out her lips with his own. It was nothing rushed, there were no expectations. It was what she needed, just to be wrapped in his arms after a long, hard day, and sometimes, that’s better than any sex anyone could have. 

“I think we can manage that sweetheart,” he said after a breaking their kiss, tucking her head back into his neck and wrapping his arms around her as tight as he could hold her, and tangling their legs together in the small little cocoon of comfort. “And I will lay here and hold you until the monsters go away.”

Forever:

@as-lost-as-sams-shoe​​​​​​​​

@jensenslady79​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@wittysunflower

@spnwoman​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@stoneyggirl2​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men​

@deanssliceofcherrypie

@stixnstripesworld​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@fullwattpadmusictree​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@nancymcl​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@christycreature​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@whiskey-infused-dreams​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@supernatural79impala​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@deandreamernp​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@forgetthisbull​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@miraclesoflove​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@slamminmine​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@deanwanddamons​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@rvgrsbrns​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@chevyharvelle​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@i-love-superhero-movies​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@lyss-dw79​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@magssteenkamp​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@lemondropirwin​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@squirrelnotsam​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@hobby27​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@spnbaby-67​​​​​​​​​​​​​  

@mrsjenniferwinchester​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@defenderrosetyler​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@thecreatiivecorner​​​​​​​​​​​​​  

@vicmc624​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@busy-bee-angel-misska​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@justanotherwinchester​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@brilovesdeanwinchester​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@idksupernatural​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@lyarr24​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@emoryhemsworth​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@dean-winchesters-gardian-angel​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@flamencodiva​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@itmejado​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@supernatural3002​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@teresa-67​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@thoughts-and-funnies​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@hearteyes-j2​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@peaches007​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@bobbie3939​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@vulgar-library​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@writercole​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@fairlyspnfanfic​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@sexyvixen7​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@spngi​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@b3autyfuldisast3r​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@donnaintx​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@maliburenee​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@the-family-business67​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@agirlwithdemonblood​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@captainsoldiergirl​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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@akshi8278​​​​​​​​​​​​​

@love-jackles​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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@pink-sparkly-witch​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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[kittenofdoomage]

A Landmark Occasion

Summary: A dirty joke pose at a convention leads to an encounter you won’t forget.

Pairing: J2 x fem!reader

Word Count: 3561

Warnings: AU RPF (both men are single for story purposes, and depictions are fictional, I know it goes without saying but I’m saying it anyway), flirting, celebrity hookup, threesome, oral sex, vaginal sex, implied shower sex, fluff, humor

Excerpt:

“Did you do it?” 

Clare’s voice makes you jump as you grab your bag and shove the model inside. She’s grinning from ear to ear when you look at her, and you just about manage to summon a return smile. “Yeah,” you reply, walking alongside her, away from the photo op area. “Don’t know how good it’s gonna be.”

“Did they laugh?” she asks eagerly.

“Yeah, I think Jared had to explain it to Jensen,” you giggle, finally beginning to relax as the adrenaline from your encounter runs out. “Can we get some air?”

She nods, looping her arm through yours; you’re still not used to how touchy-feely she is, but you’re glad you have a friend with you. This convention has been planned for months, and now it’s nearly over, you’re a little sad the end has come so quickly. “When’s your flight back home?” Clare asks as you approach the exit.

“Tuesday,” you muse, squinting at the bright sunshine when you step outside. A few people are smoking and vaping near the doors, so you step around them, though you don’t go far when Clare pulls out her vape and then you’re surrounded by fake blueberry muffin smell. “I thought I’d go see some of the city tomorrow.”

“Sucks my flight is tonight,” she groans, exhaling more sweet scented smoke. “You sure you’re not gonna get bored without me?”

“I’m sure I’ll find something to entertain myself,” you assure her.

The rest of the day plays out with panels and closing ceremonies, and before you know it, you’re waving Clare off in her Uber, wondering where to go for dinner. You wander back inside once she’s out of sight, noticing how quiet it is now most of the convention attendees have left or gone to their rooms. With a rumbling in your stomach, you head for the restaurant, taking a seat in a booth at the back. There are only a few other patrons, and you briefly notice two men in the booth behind you, squashed up against the walls and talking in hushed laughs.

You pull out your phone, scrolling through posts about the convention, smiling at the things you recalled, and you almost miss the man suddenly standing at your table, smiling widely at you. He speaks as you look up, asking politely to borrow the salt, but you’re too starstruck to say anything when you realize it’s Jared freaking Padalecki requesting condiments...

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[atc74]

New Adventures

Warnings: Established poly relationship, fluff, pregnancy, birth, slight angst if you squint, fluff. 

Summary: Jared, Jensen, and Y/N give an exclusive interview, breaking the news of their relationship and pregnancy to the public. Baby is born and they celebrate Christmas. 

Pairing: J2 x Reader

Word Count: 1916

Beta’d by: no beta, all mistakes are my own. Images found on google and pinterest. 

A/N: This has a few time jumps in it to fit it in for the Holidays! This is the last installment of To New Beginnings, which originally started as most definitely not a request from @supernatural-jackles, who told me she would love to see me write a J2 x Reader. It has exceeded my expectations and I hope yours too!

As a reminder, this is a work of fiction and should be regarded as such. No harm is intended toward the actor(s) or their families.

The days following the wrap party were filled with nerves for Jared, Jensen, and Y/N. After deciding to invite Samantha Highfill and Entertainment Weekly into their home, giving them an exclusive about their relationship and the baby, they were all excited, but definitely nervous. One month felt like a long time, but before they knew it, there was a camera crew set up in their living room.

“How do you feel now, having said goodbye to Dean and Sam Winchester, and Y/C/N?” Sam started off easy. 

“We’ve had this question at conventions before and even now, the answer is the same,” Jensen began. “It’s not goodbye. Sam and Dean have been a part of us for the last fifteen years. I know Dean as well as I know myself and he’ll always be here.” He patted his chest. 

“Jensen’s right. I was Y/C/N for only five years, but she’ll always be a part of me. We put so much of ourselves into our characters, that they’ll never truly be gone,” Y/N added. 

Jared cleared his throat, clearly already a little emotional. “Never. As long as we, and the Supernatural family, are around, they’ll always be here.” 

The easy questions continued for about thirty minutes, not that the next question Sam asked was difficult, but they all knew it was coming and this was the one they had prepared for all week. 

“So what projects are on the horizon for you guys? Jensen, what do you have lined up?” Sam looked to Jensen first. 

“It’s odd, you know? For the first time in twenty-three years, I am officially unemployed. I decided to take some time off, indefinitely. We’ll still be doing conventions here and there, and there’s the charity work, but I haven’t signed on for anything, filming wise,” Jensen informed her. 

“Nothing caught your eye, yet?” Sam assumed. 

“No, it’s nothing like that. We’ve all had some very interesting scripts sent to us, but for the time being, we’re concentrating on ourselves, our family, for the first time in a long time,” Jared added. 

“What about you, Y/N? You taking time off, too?” Samantha inquired, hoping at least one of them had some interesting news to share. “Tell me you’ve got some top secret role up your sleeve for us.” 

“There’s literally nothing up my sleeve, as you can see” Y/N laughed lifting her arms in her flowing tank, growing a little more nervous now that the attention was solely on her. “But I am taking on a new role before the end of the year.” 

“That’s great! Care to share some juicy details about your new role?” Sam exclaimed. 

“Well, I can tell you I am incredibly excited and terrified at the same time. It’s going to be a long term role, but I have the two best partners a girl could ask for going into it. It will be my most extensive and hopefully my most prominent role ever,” Y/N rattled. 

“Sounds exhilarating! Is the role filled with some badassery in true Y/C/N fashion?” Sam winked at her. 

“She will definitely be the badassest in this new role,” Jared laughed. 

“Dude, that is not a word,” Jensen sighed. “I think what Jared is not so eloquently trying to say is that while the role is still being developed, Y/N here will be amazing and more than perfect for it.”

“Thank you both. I know we’ve got you more than a little perplexed, Sam. It’s motherhood. I’m pregnant,” Y/N finally blurted it out. They hadn’t told many people, only their immediate family and close friends. It felt real telling someone they barely knew and only in a professional capacity. 

“What? Wow! Congratulations, Y/N! Who is the lucky man?” 

“Well, that’s another story altogether,” Y/N said quietly. Jared and Jensen immediately picked up on her increased nervousness. Each of them picked up one of her hands in theirs and held tight. 

“We are,” Jared and Jensen said at the same time. 

The look on the journalists face told them she definitely was not expecting their answer and it took a moment for her to pull her thoughts together. “The three of you are...together then?” 

“Polyamorus relationships remain taboo in this day and age, but throughout history they were quite common. No one person can give you everything you need. There are so many facets to a relationship and being someone’s everything is a hell of a lot of pressure, when you think about it. I personally feel that’s why more than half of marriages end in divorce. We’ve been together for about eighteen months now and every day keeps getting better,” Jared explained. “And the new roles we’ve embarked on are going to be our most extraordinary.”

“I’m thrilled to be a father. Scared as hell, but I know it will be worth every sleepless night,” Jensen interjected. 

“Do you know which one of you is the father?” Samantha asked. 

“We don’t know and we’re not going to find out,” Y/N began. “To us, it doesn’t matter. This baby will be loved beyond belief.” 

“Our DNA? Mine or Jared’s, won’t dictate how much love we already have for this baby. We’re halfway to meeting our little bundle of joy and none of us can wait to truly begin this new chapter of our lives,” Jensen elaborated. 

“It’s all about nurture for this baby. Nature will have nothing to do with it,” Jared added. 

The interview continued for a few more minutes and as soon as the door closed, Y/N collapsed into a heap on the sofa. “I’m exhausted!”

“That was intense, but you were great, darlin’,” Jensen sat beside her, pulling her feet into his lap and rubbing them gently. 

“I know we said we were ready, but now, I’m even more nervous,” Y/N admitted. “What if people hate us? They’re going to think we’re crazy!”

“Hey, hey now. We talked about this. Those that matter don’t care and those that care don’t matter, right? All that matters is how we feel and what we know to be the truth,” Jared reminded her, taking a seat as well, placing her head in his lap. “There will be haters no matter what, but there will also be a fuck ton of people that are really happy for us.” 

“I know and you’re right. Thank you. I’m going to take a nap, but we’re still going shopping for the nursery, right?” Y/N looked up at both her men and they nodded in agreement. Jensen covered her with a light blanket, both of them kissing her softly before letting her rest. They decided to finish cleaning out one of the spare rooms that they planned on for the nursery. The next four months would go by in the blink of an eye. 

~*~

“I hate you both!” Y/N screamed at the top of her lungs as another contraction seized her body and she pushed once again. Y/N had been admitted to the hospital four hours earlier after her water broke. 

“Darlin’, you’re doing such a good job. We’re so proud of you. Just a few more pushes and you’ll be done and we’ll have our baby in our arms, okay?” Jensen encouraged from his spot on her right. One hand under her knee, the other in a death grip in hers. 

“You’re so strong, baby. We love you so much,” Jared cooed, pressing a gentle kiss to her sweat soaked hairline. Her body relaxed slightly as the contraction eased, but he knew they weren’t done yet. 

“I love you. I’m sorry I yelled,” Y/N cried. Her body was sore and exhausted from the labor. She didn’t think she could go on and then another contraction hit. 

“Okay, Y/N, one more and the baby’s head should be out. Push hard for me,” the doctor instructed. “Dads, help her out, we’re almost there.”

Tears feel freely from her eyes as she bore down, Jared and Jensen each pushing her legs up and her back forward as she pushed. Screams tore through the room. Jared and Jensen caught each others eyes, both wet with their own tears, because they knew there was absolutely nothing they could do to make it easier on her. 

“Okay, the head is out! One more hard push, Mama, and your baby will be here,” the doctor informed them. A moment later, a cry sounded and it gave Y/N the strength to keep going. 

Y/N gave it her all and she felt the pressure ease. “It’s a boy!”

Born one week early on Halloween of all days, Jack Winchester Padalecki-Ackles weighed in at a very healthy eight pounds, three ounces and twenty-one inches long. Wrapped in a soft blanket, he slept peacefully in his mother’s arms, a bright orange pumpkin cap on his head. 

~*~

The room was lit only by the lights of the Christmas tree and the moon shining through the large glass windows overlooking the mountains of Vancouver. Y/N sat nestled comfortably on the sofa, nursing Jack before bed. Christmas had been a busy time for the new family with all three sets of parents visiting to spend time with them. 

Jensen carried a tray of hot chocolate and set it down on the table in front of her. As she shifted Jack over her shoulder to burp him, Jared swooped him up, Jensen handing her a steaming mug. “Take a break, darlin’.” 

An enormous belch escaped their baby and the three of them giggled softly. 

“Our first Christmas as a family is in the books,” Jared said quietly, Jack dozing in his father’s arms. 

“And a great Christmas it was,” Jensen added, taking a sip of his cocoa. 

“Mhmm,” Y/N agreed, yawning contentedly, a small smile tugging at her lips. “But it’s not over yet. Jen, would you check Jack’s stocking one more time, please?”

“What did you do now, Y/N?” he chuckled, getting up and moving to the mantle. He pulled a small package from inside the hand knitted stocking and returned to the sofa. 

“Well, open it!” Y/N insisted, the smile on her face growing with each passing second. 

Jensen tore the paper open and revealed a small flat box. Ripping the tape from the sides, he lifted the top and his eyes went wide as saucers. Jensen looked up from the gift, meeting her gaze first, then Jared’s. “Are you serious?” 

She nodded excitedly. “I know we didn’t exactly talk about it, but we also didn’t do anything to prevent it. By next Christmas, we’ll have another baby. Merry Christmas, Jen. And you too, Jared.” She leaned over kissing them both, before placing a soft kiss to the top of Jack’s head, his fine hair tickling her lips. 

Jared took the box from Jensen and looked at the small shirt inside. “Big brother.” 

“I’m loving this new adventure,” Jensen declared, wrapping his arm around Y/N tightly and kissing her lips. 

Jared reached over, taking her hand in his. “This really is the best adventure ever and there isn’t anyone I’d rather share it with than the two of you and our little ones.” 

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[jayankles]

Operation Padackles

Pairing: Jared x Reader x Jensen

@speakinvain said:Sam and Dean/Jared and Jensen x Reader, “Jesus you’re jumpy, maybe we can find a way to help you relax a little?” Hope that sounds good for your poly pairing prompt! Never done one before 😅

Word Count: 651

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“Honey?” Jensen shouted as Jared questioned. “Sweetheart?”

The boys’ voices boomed through the house and your heart leaped into your throat. Even though it was a nice surprise for the boys to be home earlier than expected, they still scared the crap out of you when their voices boomed through the quiet house.

“Jesus you’re jumpy, maybe we can find a way to help you relax a little?” Jared winked at Jensen behind your back.

Rolling your eyes, you continued reading your book, Jensen and Jared each giving you a kiss on the cheek. Jensen sauntered around the couch, joining you and pulling your legs up to drape over his. Jared, on the other hand, practically jumped over and sat behind you, rubbing at your shoulders, getting all the kinks out of your neck.

Your suspicions were raised. The men were up to something and you had no idea what it was. You didn’t really want to ask either, didn’t want to know. But you knew you would have to ask at some point since they only did this when they were up to something. It was either terribly wrong or it was fantastic.

“What is going on with you guys?” Narrowing your eyes at the pair of them, you closed your book trying to concentrate on what they were about to say but their magical fingers were heavenly across your skin.

“Can’t we just greet our beloved, favourite girl…” Jensen started before he looked over your shoulder and Jared finished his sentence. They were buttering you up real good.

“…with a massage that she deserves.”

“Just tell me what you did or what I have to do?”

“Why do you always assume the worst in us?” Jared seemed genuinely hurt but you knew it was all fun and games.

“Because I know you and know that you try to cosy up to me when either one or both do something. So out with it. What’s going on?”

“Alright. We were thinking-”

You interrupted immediately, putting your hand over both of the boys’ “That’s never a good sign.”

“Ha ha.” Jared deadpanned, replying sarcastically. “Very funny.”

“Fine, get on with it. Don’t babble.”

“We think you should come to the next convention with us.” Jensen spoke up, his fingers moving from your leg and working their way down to your feet.

“You’re saying that you want me out in the open at the con with y’all?”

“Only if you’re comfortable with it.” He continued, ensuring that you were okay with what they were proposing.

It was Jared’s turn to try and convince you. It was always about how you all felt, whether you wanted to do something or not. You would always respect each other’s decisions.  “Exactly, we want you to be as comfortable as possible. So if you don’t want to go, don’t go out of your way just to please us.”

“We want you to go because you want to not just because we’ve asked you and you feel like you have to go.”

“And who would you introduce me as? A friend? A family member?” You questioned, you really wanted to know how they would introduce you to the supernatural family.

Jared was shy when answering, “we were hoping our girlfriend.”

“And baby momma.”

Again, they reassured you, “but if it’s too much, we don’t even have to introduce you.”

“Even if you don’t introduce me the fans will make speculations about every single move we make, right?”

“Probably, but I don’t care about that I just care about you. We both do.”

“I don’t care either, but do you? Remember this is all about you.”

“I know. And I love that about my guys. Let’s do this. Let’s go to a con.” You gave in, stroking their arms and they, in turn, pressed a hand to your round stomach, rubbing over it.

“Operation Padackles is a go.”

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[hybrid-in-progress]

jarpad24 - Hi Bestie, could you write me a J2 X Reader where the reader is a young actress and she wears herself down by working too hard, and she becomes completely exhausted. The boys tell her to take it easy but she wont and collapses. J2 take care of her, letting her rest. 😊

I’ve never written anything like this before, hopefully it’s what you imagined and not off-the-rails-garbage! And hopefully I wrote J2 well 

p.s. Just a warning to anyone, I don’t take requests or anything because I'm crap at keeping a schedule and my memory is like quicksand (seriously, you could tell me something and I’d instantly forget everything a minute later, it’s a real problem) so I don’t want to forget to write and disappoint people :( sorry if this sounded rude.

tagging - @jarpad24 

warnings - a little angst?; exhausted reader; mentions of mean people on the internet; prop knife mention; brief fight description; reader gets kicked and falls into a table; Reader passes out; J2 being sweethearts and taking care of reader; food mention; fluff - please let me know if I missed any warnings and I’ll add them :)

you had been working on the tv show Supernatural for three years now

having joined the SPNFamily to play the role of a Wayward Sister

the fans fell in love with you and your character, and you fell in love with the job and the community

but then one day while looking through social media, you stumbled upon a negative review 

despite the huge amount of positive feedback you’d gotten, this one review hit you hard

Jared told you not to focus on it and let it consume you

Jensen said the same

Misha immediately tried distracting you by proposing a prank war on J2

all hell broke loose after the war was initiated

like, for real, it was pure carnage

someone became temporarily blind after being hit in the face with a pie type of carnage

but even with the prank war, work had to be done

and you were working your arse off double time

no scene that you did felt good enough

you were constantly spotting flaws in your acting

“The take was brilliant-”

“-No, I’m not standing straight enough. Let’s do another one,”

“Y/N, it’s fine, honestly.”

“I’m holding the knife in the wrong hand, my character’s left handed not right!”

your brain was working overtime with every scene

were you standing in the right place?

were holding props correctly?

were you saying every word clearly enough?

the boys took notice of your new workaholic attitude and decided to talk to you about it

but you would barely give them five minutes

there was always something that had to be done

memorise the script? 

no harm in looking at it for the twenty-eighth time that day

rehearse stunts? 

the bruise on your shoulder hardly hurt anymore, you could do another one

lunch break?

nah, you’ll just grab a sandwich on your way to make-up

you could only push yourself so far, however

one day while practising the choreography for a fight scene you dodge too late

the boot of the stunt man hits you in the stomach and you’re sent flying backwards

you fall into a table and then to the floor

your not badly hurt, but your whole body is screaming with exhaustion

“Y/N! Y/N are you ok?!”

“Are you hurt!?”

J2 are by your side in an instant helping you to your wobbly legs

your hip is killing you from where you whacked it on the table

the stunt man is blubbering apologies

“It’s fine, it’s fine,” you say, “I’m fine,”

you're not fine

the second you try to take a step forward your body just straight up refuses to function

the definition of ‘ight, I’mma head out’

your exhaustion finally gets the better of you and you collapse in either Jared or Jensen’s arms, you can’t tell which

when you wake up you’re in your trailer lying on the sofa

Jared is sitting at the table opposite looking at his phone

“Jar’?”

he snaps his head up when you speak and comes over, kneeling next to the sofa

he’s still a freaking giant even kneeling next to you

“How’re you feeling, kiddo?”

“Like I weigh as much as the amount of food you eat,”

he laughs just as the trailer door opens

“Speaking of food,”

Jensen enters with packs of food stacked in his hands

the smell makes your stomach growl

“Hey there, sleepy head,” Jensen says, “hungry?”

“Starving,” you admit.

The boys fill you in on what happened as you eat

neither of them comment on how you all but wolf your food down

no one could blame you, you hadn’t let yourself eat properly in ages

filming has been cancelled for the rest of the day

which means you have plenty of time to rest and look after yourself

you couldn’t get out of it even if you wanted, though

Jared and Jensen insist of staying by your side

they make sure you eat and drink, even going as far as offering you their own food when you finish yours

they don’t let you do anything or go anywhere (besides the bathroom, obviously)

seriously, they turn into your butlers for the day by their own free will

even despite your protests, they continue to tend to you, hand and foot

“You’ve been working your ass off for the past week, you need to rest,”

“Don’t worry ‘bout anything, just get some shut eye,”

“God, Moms, leave me alone,”

eventually, you give into their mollycoddling 

you get yourself comfortable on the sofa and bury your head into the pillow you’ve been (forcefully) given

“Thanks, guys,”

you’re fast asleep mere seconds after closing your eyes

[luci-in-trenchcoats]

Silver Lining

Summary: After poor weather cancels their flight into Vancouver, the group rents a car in hopes of driving into town before filming is set to start. Unfortunately for them, their bad luck follows them and their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere...

Pairing: Jared x reader x Jensen

Square: One Bed For Three

Word Count: 1,200ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Written for @spndeanbingo​​

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“Got a room,” yawned Jared, stepping outside. You had your head leaning on Jensen’s shoulder and he rubbed your arm to sit up. “I’m still not convinced we’re not gonna die at this motel.”

“We’re stuck in the middle of nowhere and our car is in the sole garage in this town. Our choices are sketchy motel or this bench,” said Jensen. “Y/N’s exhausted. She needs a bed.”

“I’m fine,” you said. You stood up and groaned, not appreciating the fifteen mile walk in the pouring cold rain with a heavy backpack on your shoulders. Jared grabbed your bag for you and you smiled, following him down to room number four.

“Alright. Maybe we won’t be murdered,” said Jared as you looked in the room. It was definitely up to a hotel quality and looked cleaned and smelled nice. “Uh, I’ll be right back.”

He moved aside and went back outside, revealing the single bed in the room. It looked like it was a king but one look over your shoulder and Jensen was sighing.

“Considering today’s track record, this is on par,” he said.

“What time do we film tomorrow?” you asked.

“Noon. Remind me to never suggest renting a car and driving for half a day when flights are grounded again.”

“No problem,” you said. 

“S’all they got,” said Jared as he came back in.

“It’s fine. One of us can share with Y/N. The other can take the couch,” said Jensen.

“There’s no couch,” you said. “Just a chair and ottoman.”

“I’ll take it,” said Jensen, plopping your bags down.

“Dude,” said Jared.

“I’m shorter than you and Y/N needs a bed. It’s fine,” he said.

“Guys, take the bed. I just want to take a shower and go to sleep,” you said.

“Alright,” said Jared. You took your bag and walked into the bathroom, exiting fifteen minutes later to Jared and Jensen still fully dressed. You set your bag down and felt them both staring at you, watching you drape your damp bra near the heater.

“I’m sleeping in underwear and a t shirt. You try sleeping with wet underwire digging into you all night long,” you said.

“S’no problem,” said Jensen. He slipped out of his jeans and got down to his boxer briefs, Jared doing the same. Jared had on a pair of red and black ones whereas Jensen was sporting deep navy. You grabbed a blanket and headed for the chair, trying to not stare.

You glanced over your shoulder and glanced at their butts, lifting your gaze to catch Jensen staring at your own. He looked away fast just as you saw Jared look for himself.

“Oh my God. You two have literally seen me in a bikini before. It’s an ass in black underwear. You two good?” you said. They nodded and looked away, Jared crawling under the covers, Jensen laying on top. You sat down in the chair, frowning at how stiff it was.

“Y/N, there’s room up here,” said Jared. 

“You got stunts all day tomorrow,” said Jensen.

“What are you two, my mother?” you said. You stood and crawled over the top of the bed, climbing under the covers in the middle of the bed. “Jensen, you gotta get under and share.”

He grunted but climbed under, giving Jared more of the comforter. Both of their backs were to you and you shut your eyes, falling asleep quickly.

You stirred a few hours later, Jared mumbling and turning a bit beside you. It took a moment to realize he was having a nightmare. You put a hand on his back and rubbed up and down, Jared turning all the way over and tucking his face into your neck. You reached your arm around him and smiled, feeling him calm down. Jensen shifted behind you and an arm draped itself over your waist, his knees brushing the back of your legs.

You didn’t say anything when he rested his forehead against your back and snuggled in closer. The bed was a whole lot warmer but you didn’t mind. They were both sleeping soundly and you weren’t opposed to a sleepy cuddle.

When you woke up to an alarm, you heard grunts from them both. Peeling open your eyes, Jared’s face was right next to yours, so close your noses were practically touching. Jensen rolled over and smacked his phone off, pulling you with him before he went back, sighing deeply into your neck as he burrowed back to sleep. He stiffened behind you and you watched Jared sit up suddenly, Jensen doing the same. 

“Morning,” you yawned, looking up at them both. “I needed a good cuddle.”

“A cuddle?” asked Jared.

“Yeah. I like cuddles,” you said, hoping they both felt a bit more relaxed. “You don’t really get them when you’re single, you know?”

“Mhm,” said Jared. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom, Jensen swinging his legs over the side.

“Are you guys gonna be weird around me now?” you asked. He scoffed and shook his head, his back to you. “I should have just slept on the chair.”

You crawled off the bed and grabbed your bra, slipping it on under your shirt, finding your jeans nearby. The bed creaked and you felt Jensen behind you.

“Forget it happened,” you said.

“I like cuddles too,” he said. You smiled, Jensen picking up his jeans from the floor and tugging them on. You put on your own and ten minutes later, they were both waiting for you to walk over to the garage and grab the rental car.

“Hey, Y/N,” said Jared as you zipped up your backpack. You hummed and slid on your bag, both of them looking at each other. “About last night...we gotta tell you something we’ve been keeping from you for awhile.”

“We both like you,” said Jensen. “Like, more than platonic like.”

“We agreed to never say a word and to never bring it up to you,” said Jared. “But last night, and after the car breaking down and getting to town and everything yesterday, we felt like you deserved to know the truth.”

“I see,” you said. “I’ve known for a while guys, if I’m being honest. You’re not as subtle as you think.”

“Sorry,” they both said.

“Let’s head to the garage,” you said. “We have to get on the road.”

They were both quiet on the walk, keeping their distance behind you. You paused so they caught up, finding yourself between the two of them. After a beat, you reached down and grabbed each of their hands, feeling their stares.

“I don’t mind having two guys to cuddle with.”

They looked at one another and shrugged.

“Want to try?” you asked. You felt them each squeeze your hand and you smiled. “Alright then. Maybe this trip wasn’t so horrible after all.”

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[ptersparkers]

hello! a blurb with jj (or whoever really, doesn’t matter) where reader maybe falls between the dock and the boat and gets hurt and it’s just hurt/comfort and cute🥰 thank you!!!

oh we love this and also i hope you don’t mind that i made it platonic!

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“Y/N!” you heard JJ shout when you lost your footing.

You weren’t really sure how it happened, but you fell on your left foot and twisted your ankle, and your balance was off. Your foot had slipped and because you were wobbling to try to steady yourself, you ended up falling halfway into the water.

The wooden dock scraped the inside of your left leg and you had hit another boat, but just barely. JJ was taken by surprise when you tried to grab the closest thing next to you — him — and he didn’t need to think in order to react.

“I’m not gonna lie,” you said when he pulled you out. “I feel like crying.”

“It hurts that much?” You nodded. “Maybe we shouldn’t go out then.” You shook your head.

“I think it’ll be okay in a little while but I think I need to rest.” He put your arm around his shoulders and helped you walk towards the end of the dock.

“I’ll be your crunch but only for the next hour.” You whacked his chest.

“And how many times have I patched you up after you took a dare from Pope?” JJ thought about it.

“Okay, fair enough.” He watched as you winced and could feel your muscles tighten under him. “Do you me to carry—”

“Yes.” JJ laughed and asked for you to hold onto his shoulders as he housed you up onto his back. Your legs were dangling on either side of him as he held you by your thighs, walking at an even pace as to not disturb your ankle.

“You can cry, you know,” he coaxed, hearing the sniffles you were emitting.

“Big girls don’t cry,” you teased.

“Yeah? Well I won’t tell anyone if you do.” You let a few tears slip.

“What’s up with Y/N?” Pope asked when you two had stepped onto the boat.

“She tripped and nearly fell into the dock,” he said with a concerned expression.

“I’m okay but I’m just gonna be limping for a little while.”

“You sure you didn’t break it?” John B. asked. You waved him off.

“Nah, I don’t think the fall was hard enough for me to have broken my ankle.” JJ lifted your legs carefully so they rested on his lap and you looked at your best friend with thankful eyes.

“Don’t mention it,” he said when you began to open your mouth.

“JJ being nice?” Kiara muttered when she handed all of you a bag of chips.

“Only this once,” he said, pretending not to scold you.

Throughout the boat ride, JJ would check up on you and use ice packs that kept the beer cold to help relieve your ankle. He’d be cautious about the usual tricks and banter he played on the other Pogues and was sure to include you in on the fun when you weren’t able to move without wincing. The group had decided not to take a dip in the water in favor of not leaving you out, and despite your ankle being healed within two hours, he insisted on being by your side until you were home safe.

You could definitely say JJ was your best friend.

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Worth The Wait: Part Two

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~900

Warnings: fluff

Request by anon: Hey can i request a J2 x reader imagine where the reader is actress and singer that was nominated for a Oscar or something like that and became one of the few people that have a EGOT (the achievement of having won all four of the major American entertainment awards (i.e. an Emmy, a Grammy, an Oscar, and a Tony) and obviously everyone is so happy for her, spn fans, her fans, her friends, famous people, her family, spn cast and especially her boyfriends that they weren’t with her for some reason?

Summary: You've been working endlessly to put your own album out, and now you've been nominated for a Grammy... the only award that keeps you from being an EGOT winner. Will you win tonight? Will you finally be out on that prestigious award list that only nineteen people have ever been on?

Square Filled: pie (2022) for @spndeanbingo

Author’s Note: the asks says jensen and jared to be the love interest for the reader, but i only made it for jensen

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This is it. This is the moment I’ve been working my ass off for. I can do this. Even if I don’t win, it’s an honor to be nominated.

After working on Batman vs. Superman, you worked tirelessly on putting out your own album, your very first. Your fans have been asking for one since they’ve heard you sing in movies and on Broadway. You’re just giving the people what they want. Well, they loved it so much that you’re nominated for some of the categories for the Grammys.

If you win just one category, you’ll be an EGOT winner. Only nineteen people have earned that prestigious award in history, and you can be one of them if all goes well tonight.

“I know you’re nervous but you’re going to do great. I’m going to be right here next to you. Even if you don’t win tonight, you’re still a winner in my eyes,” Jensen smiles.

“Thank you,” you smile and kiss him just as the limo arrives at the Grammys.

The cameras are on you the second you get out of the limo. There is a staging area before the area where the pictures are taken, so you and Jensen take the chance to touch up your makeup and both your outfits. 

There are millions of people watching on their TVs at home so you make sure to put your best smile on when you go out there. As soon as the press sees you, they call your name in hopes you pose for their cameras. Jensen makes sure you get some good solo ones before joining your side.

You pull Jensen close and kiss him quickly which will make for a good photo. You spend ten minutes smiling at a bunch of different cameras before moving past them to the section where celebrities like to hang out before being seated inside.

Two reporters are off to the side interviewing anyone who wants to talk to them, and they spot you and Jensen easily.

“Mr. and Mrs. Ackles. Wow, you two look stunning,” one of them says.

“Thank you.”

“Do you have a bit of time for us?”

“Actually, we do,” you smile and step forward.

There is a camera pointed at the mini stage you’re on so that viewers at home can watch this.

“We are here with the lovely Jensen and Y/N Ackles. I have to say, you two look amazing.”

“Thank you. I love both your dresses as well,” you smile.

You four talk about being nominated, who you’re wearing, what it means to be here, and anything else they want to know.

“I’m just excited for tonight. It doesn't matter if I leave with an award or not. Everyone here is a winner in my eyes.”

“Thank you for coming out. That was, again, Y/N and Jensen Ackles.”

You and your husband leave them to go find your seats inside. You’re pretty nervous so you’re glad that Jensen is here with you. That, and alcohol usually clams your nerves. A few of the people who are nominated are performing but you’re not one of them. You’d love to be performing one of your songs from your new album but they didn’t ask you to do it.

Nonetheless, you enjoy the performances that everyone else puts on.

Mariah Carey walks on stage to give out the award for Best Pop Vocal Album and you start to bounce your leg. This is the first category that you’re nominated for so you’re extremely nervous.

“You’re going to do great,” Jensen says against your hair as he kisses your head.

“Thanks,” you whisper back.

“I am so honored to present this award for Best Pop Vocal Album. The nominees are Chemistry by Kelly Clarkson.” They play a snippet of one of her songs before moving on to the next nominee. “Endless Summer Vacation by Miley Cyrus.” You love Flowers. She did such a good job on the song. “GUTS by Olivia Rodrigo.” You’re not a fan of hers but you can see how she’s successful. “Midnights by Taylor Swift.” Now there’s an album you can get behind. You love her so much and hope you can collaborate with her one day. “Finally Free by Y/N.” Jensen grabs your hand when she mentions your name. “And the Grammy goes to…” She takes her time opening the letter and smiles when she reads the name on it. “Finally Free by Y/N!”

Tears immediately come to your eyes when your hit single starts playing over the loudspeakers. The cameras are on you to gauge your reaction but you don’t pay them any attention. Jensen kisses you and encourages you to go up there on your own.

You leave him at the table and join Mariah Carey on stage who hands you the award with pride.

“Thank you so much,” you try not to cry. “I can’t believe this is happening. Words cannot express how grateful I am not only to my fans but to my husband who has stood by my side through thick and thin. He is my rock and my biggest supporter. I also thank my team for putting this amazing album together so effortlessly.

“I have been striving for this award since I won my second Emmy. By winning this award, I have managed to make it onto the EGOT list which is the biggest achievement I could have ever gotten. I couldn’t have done it without you. Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart.”

Tears fall freely but you’re grateful for winning this award. Everyone cheers for your win even as you’re walking off stage. Jensen meets you backstage and pulls you into his arms.

“God, I am so proud of you!” he smiles happily. “You did it!”

“I can’t believe this is happening right now.”

“As soon as this is over, why don’t we get celebratory pie?”

“Yeah, I’d like that,” you grin and kiss him. 

x

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J2 x Reader Masterlist

All of my J2 x reader fics

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Since You’ve Been Gone

Summary:  When your long term boyfriend, Jensen, leaves without telling anyone where he’s going, you turn to his best friend, Jared, for comfort. After 6 months away, Jensen finally returns to find a lot has changed since he’s been gone. But is this change that you can all get behind?

Rating: 18+

Status: COMPLETE

Chapters: 15

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Now You’re Here

Summary:  You settle into life as a ‘throuple’ with Jensen and Jared, but the ride isn’t as smooth as you’d hoped… (Sequel to Since You’ve Been Gone)

Rating: 18+

Status: COMPLETE

Chapters: 15

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Before You Go

Summary: Your relationship with Jared and Jensen is finally public, but sometimes the people you trust most are the ones trying to tear you down.

The last of three parts in the Since You’ve Been Gone trilogy

Rating: 18+

Status: COMPLETE

Chapters: 15

Aphrodisiac

Summary: It’s Jared’s birthday, and Jensen and Y/N are determined to make it the best one yet.

This is set in the Since You’ve Been Gone universe, between the time when they bought the house and got married. You don’t need to read the series to understand or enjoy this oneshot.

Rating: 18+ (Smut)

[deans-mind-palace]

Heavenly touch

Pairing: Castiel x Fem!Winchester!Reader

Summary: You’re in your last year of high school. But nothing goes according to plan. While your older brothers are hunting demons down you have to attend school in whatever forsaken town they drag you to. You are bullied because you have no boyfriend, no sexual experience and you not even have had your first kiss yet. Dean doesn’t get your problem and Castiel is curious. That won’t end well.

Word Count: 1,896

Warnings: Fluff, fluff and fluff. And an overprotective brother!Dean.

Author’s Note: Enjoy. Remember, guys, likes are silver, feedback is gold.

Angrily you threw your backpack into a corner of the bunker and then dropped onto the couch. You buried your face in the pillow and drummed your feet angrily on the bulging cushion. The door to the kitchen opened and a little later your oldest brother Dean appeared in the door frame with a sandwich in his hand. He boldly bit off his sandwich and watched you. "Well?" he asked with his mouth full and some crumbs fell to the floor. "Not a good day again, sweetheart?" he said and looked at you with pity. You sighed and raised your head from the soft fabric of the pillow as you felt the sofa sink under his weight as soon as your brother sat down next to you. His green eyes watched you anxiously and you avoided his gaze, for you could not bear the pity in it. His hand stroked your back soothingly and he swallowed the last bite of his sandwich. Then he cleared his throat. "Was it those girls again?" he asked carefully and you nodded. He sighed because he already knew the problem. The girls from your new school found you funny and laughed at you every chance they got. At the thought that someone was teasing his little sister, hot anger shot through his veins, but he held back. Sam had forbidden him to get involved. The younger brother thought it would only make things worse. Still, it wasn't easy for Dean to watch you come home sad every day.

You bedded your head on his lap and looked straight and silent until your older brother broke the silence again. "So what was it this time?" Dean asked and the rustling of wings tore you from your conversation for a moment. Castiel appeared at the other end of the room and watched you closely.

"Hey, Cas." you mumbled soundlessly. The angel looked at you in surprise. Normally you were always delighted to see him and hugged him whenever he showed up, but this time you stayed motionless on the sofa with an empty look. Cas missed his usual greeting. You were very important to him. Always been. Since you met, the angel had tolerated you from the very beginning. Soon a deep friendship had developed out of it, because you had always been interested in what the angel had to say. You were the only one who was allowed to embrace him. It was your nature and he always enjoyed your company immensely.

He threw a questioning look at Dean, who shook his head only slightly. Silently, Castiel leaned in the doorway and listened curiously to your next words. Once again, you sighed. "This time it was something new. They made fun of the fact that I had never had a boyfriend before. And I never had my first kiss. And, well..." You paused and swallowed briefly, dodging Dean's gaze again. You knew he was gonna be pissed. Not at you, of course. But he was still mad. "Anything that happens just after a kiss." A vein pulsed at his temple, his jaw muscles grinding hard, and his hands kept clenching in fists as he took a deep breath and tried to keep his composure.

"Those bitches," he hissed in gritted teeth and Castiel raised an eyebrow in wonder. "It's okay, De." you muttered in a low voice. "They're right. I mean, look at me. I have no experience to brag about, and I'm eighteen years old! By my age, others are already getting married or becoming mothers." Dean's face softened as he looked at you and turned your head towards him. "Look at me, sunshine. You're just waiting for the right guy. So what? Others lose their virginity at thirteen. You take your time. And you know what? That's good! It's your business! You are perfect as you are. And don't let anyone tell you different," Dean explained. You nodded, but your brother's words did not succeed in erasing the weight in your stomach. Dean stood up and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

"I have to talk to Sammy now." he said and made his way to the library. He needed to talk to his brother. It couldn't go on like that. He wanted to kill those girls. They'd gone too far this time! The door closed behind him and it became quiet in the living room. You had forgotten Castiel was still in the room with you until he cleared his throat and you flinched. He looked at you apologetically before he walked towards you.

"What's wrong?" he asked in his deep voice, and his baby blue eyes looked at you questioningly. You loved those blue eyes. In fact, they were your favorite color. You secretly called it Castiel blue. Because it was the angel's signature color. "What's wrong?" he asked, taking the seat Dean had sat in seconds before. You looked past him in shame. "I - it's not important, Cas. Girl things." you waved off, but the angel did not let go. "It's bothering you," he murmured calmly. You looked at the angel next to you in surprise. "How-" But he didn't let you finish your question.. "You didn't hug me," he explained and a smile crept up to your lips. You'd forgotten all about that when you started feeling sorry for yourself. You immediately straightened up and wrapped your arms around the angel's neck. "Sorry, Cas," you muttered in the crook of his neck and buried your nose in his hairline. He smelled of a mild shampoo and spicy aftershave. The trench coat under your fingers smelled sweetly of detergent. It was the typical Castiel smell. His arms closed around you and he pulled you closer, bedding his chin on your head. You could have remained in that position forever.

Eventually, you'd break away from him a little, and you could look at each other's faces. His blue eyes sparkled embarrassed at his next words. "If it's so important to you, I could -" His voice trailed off for a short moment. "Well, I could be your first kiss?" You looked at him in surprise, and he misinterpreted it. Unsure, he averted his gaze. "I-I just thought, if it's that important to you... I mean, I never have - but I'd be honored if you'd be the first and -" He stuttered embarrassedly to himself until he simply broke off and drove through his brown hair with one hand. You put your index finger on his soft lips and smiled broadly at him. The angel looked at you with big blue eyes and waited anxiously for your next words.

You leaned forward a little further and his breath brushed over your rosy lips as you whispered the next words. "It would be a pleasure to have my very first kiss with you, Cas," you muttered. He nodded slightly and his eyes never left your face. His eyes wandered restlessly between your eyes and your lips. His breath blew gently across your face and he approached you slowly. One last time he looked at you reassuringly and as you nodded, his lips lay softly on yours. It felt strange and and Cas was really careful, but his lips were very soft. You too enjoyed the kiss very much. Even though you both had no experience and got out of breath quickly, it was a sweet kiss that soon became something more passionate.

"Is it okay?" Cas asked as soon as you separated and breathed heavily. Your lungs burned and you inhaled the oxygen eagerly. You smiled and your lips met again. Soon, Cas's hands made their way around your waist, pulling you closer together. Your hands didn't stay restless either, but moved from his hard chest over his strong shoulders to his neck, where your hands were buried in his short hair.

Cas grew bolder and his tongue gently stroked your lower lip. "I got that from Dean," he muttered in the kiss, and you smiled at his lips. Cas also smiled warmly. You did not know how much time had passed. Maybe hours, maybe minutes since Cas's lips moved against yours, but you didn't care because you savored the moment.

The moment that was abruptly interrupted when your brothers burst into the room. Embarrassed, you and Cas drifted apart, but he still held you in his lap. "What the hell?" cursed Dean and you saw Sam smiling at you knowingly. "Well, Dean, looks like that problem solved itself. She had her first kiss," Sam laughed and shrugged his shoulders while you hid your face burning with shame in Castiel's neck from the gaze of your brothers. Dean seemed genuinely upset, Sam found the whole thing rather amusing. The blush on your cheeks and an angry brother was punishment enough. "He kissed our little sister, Sam," Dean said, looking at Cas accusingly. The angel looked like he was guiltless. He had no idea what was going on, of course. "I know, Dean," Sam replied and winked slyly at you. Dean took a step towards you, then turned back to Sam. "I just won't punch him because he's a freaking angel. I don't punch angels," Dean explained. Castiel looked at you confused, but you barely shook your head as your fingers began to play with the short hair on the back of his neck. Sam patted your older brother on the shoulder. "I know, Dean," he repeated.

Finally, Cas spoke in a quiet voice. "You kiss girls all the time, Dean. I don't see the difference," he remarked. "The difference is that she is my little sister, okay, Cas? My innocent little baby sister! She's too young for her first kiss." You rolled your eyes at your eldest brother's words. "I'm 18, Dean." You giggled back and Cas put his head on your shoulder. Dean turned away. "Now they are cuddling in front of me," he murmured tortured. "I mean, look at him, Sammy. He's a grown man. Y/N... Y/N was just a baby a minute ago. I was just carrying her around, rocking her to sleep! And he? He's older than me!" Castiel cleared his throat. "Well, actually, I'm older than Earth, Dean, so..." You shut his mouth pretty quick with your hand. "You're not making it any better, Cas." you whispered into the angel's ear, clearly amused by Dean's dropping jaw.

"I-I need a drink," Dean muttered, and went into the kitchen. "If you'd just let me threaten those girls, Sammy..." He shook his head. Sam followed him and turned around again in the doorway. "He'll get over it," your brother said with a grin. "Give him time. He just doesn't want to admit that you're not the little girl who looked up to him anymore." "Sammy?" It came from the kitchen. "Bring me the whiskey." Sam winked at you.

As soon as everybody left the room, Cas looked at you again. "I know how time flies." you smiled. He smiled it back at you. "You do?" "Uh-huh." And there you were, lips back together again.

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[cuddly-dean-baby]

Eating - Jared x F!Reader x Jensen

This is going to be my first poly writing. Enjoy the cringe like every other thing I’ve written

Summary: You’re in the lounge with both the boys in the kitchen. Jensen sneakily grabs some of your snacks. Jared records the little sneaky before sending it to you

Jared’s POV Scrolling through my phone on YouTube, Jensen is searching for some food in the fridge and pantries. “What are you looking for?” I ask him. “(Y/N)’s secret stash.”

Getting the camera app out, I wait for him to find her food. “Yes!” He dumps a box of Twinkies, chocolate and chips out onto the bench. Recording him, “Jensen’s eating,” He eats a strip of chocolate.

Sending the little video, a ding from the lounge makes me turn my head to the room to see (Y/N) watch it after finishing up on a sentence she’s written on her laptop. “Oh, hell no. Jensen!”

“Yeah?” I turn back to see his eyes widened. (Y/N) climbs off the back of the couch to lean against the door frame of the kitchen with her arms crossed over her chest.

She runs to him to jump and have wrap her legs around his hips and arms around his shoulders, his hands on the bottom of her thighs. “You owe me. And you have to top up my snacks.” She looks at him.

Walking to where I am, he sits her on the counter. She leans her head against his shoulder to look at me. I trace the bags underneath her eyes. “You gotta stop going to bed late, Twinkie.” Groaning in response, she grabs my tracing hand to intertwine our hands together.

Lifting her head to look at her other boyfriend, “You ate my ice cream the other night, so you’re going to go get me some.” She puts her sock-covered feet on his thighs to push him away. “Now?”

“Now. And you’re getting the rest of my snacks, plus Jare’s gay bacon.”

“Gay bacon?”

“Rainbow strips. Go.” He quickly gives her a peck on the lips before grabbing his wallet and keys and going out the door.

Lifting her up, she does the same thing she did to Jensen; her legs around my hips and arms around my shoulders, my hands at the bottom of her thighs. Turning around, I let her grab her snacks.

Sitting on the couch and leaning against the armrest with (Y/N) resting on my lap, I put on her favourite movie. After half an hour of the movie and snacks, (Y/N) had fallen asleep with Jensen just pulling up.

The door opens to show him holding a bag of snacks and in the other hand, a small tower of pizza boxes. “Got us dinner.” Hushing him, he comes into the lounge to see (Y/N) in the state she’s in with crumbs on her face and some on my shirt.

Putting the food down, he walks off and comes back with a blanket in hand, draping it over her body. Grabbing some pillows at the other end of the couch, he places them on the ground to sit near (Y/N)’s snacks.

Him and I watch the rest of the movie until he puts on the Scoobynatural episode, knowing it’ll wake (Y/N) up. “Jens, you know she hates to be waken up.”

“Eh.” Jensen shrugs it off. A few minutes into the episode, (Y/N) wakes up to wake the back of Jensen’s head, making him whine. “Don’t wake me up when I’m really tired, dumbass.” Shifting, she faces the back of the couch as he changes the episode to something else. A smile in on my face with my arms moving to wrap around (Y/N)’s middle. “Told you.”

“Shut up.”

[foreverwayward]

“The Q and A”

Jensen x Reader, Jared

Word Count: 656

Warnings: Jensen attention. Y’all know that shit’s lethal.

Summary: at a convention that seemed like all the others, Jensen sees a face in the crowd that stands out from all the rest. (Note: Jensen is single in this fic.)

“Thanks so much for your question,” Jared said with a smile. “Uh--who’s next?” Looking to the next person in line for the microphone, he waved sweetly to the girl in front, which just happened to be you.

Jensen wasn’t paying much attention, tired from the crazy week of traveling and a convention lasting all weekend. 

“My question was for both of you, actually,” you said trying to hide your nerves. You couldn’t believe you were actually talking to Jared and Jensen and your heart was racing. “If you could relive any moment in all of the years on the show, what would it be?”

Your voice over the speakers brought Jensen out of his trance as he fiddled with his mic. As he looked up, he saw the gorgeous woman that matched the voice and you smirked anxiously. 

Wherever Jensen’s mind had been only seconds before didn’t matter as he stared at you, almost as if you had taken his breath away. He smiled so genuinely, immediately intoxicated by you. 

“What’s that?” Jensen asked as his eyes locked on yours. 

“Uh--” you answered biting your lip nervously. “If you could re-experience any moment in the 15 years of Supernatural, what would it be?”

Pointing at Jared, Jensen put on a playfully stern face. “Don’t you dare say when you met your wife.”

Jared beamed. “I would have to say it was when I met my wife.”

“Oh, god...” Jensen muttered as he put his face in his palms in exasperation.

The audience laughed and Jared shot his buddy a forced innocent smile.

Once the crowd had died down, it was Jensen’s turn to answer. Again, he honed back in on you, unable to help the smile on his lips. “Well, for me--you know, I have a million things on the set that I would wanna relive in a heartbeat. But, uh--” he smiled as he glanced toward the ground and then back to you. “I think some of these conventions are pretty damn special.” Jensen licked his bottom lip without noticing and it sent chills down your spine. “Sometimes...you just get to meet incredible people.” 

The crowd cheered loving that they were such an important part of the series. It was what made Supernatural so special, it was a worldwide family.

“Be right back,” Jensen said into his microphone before running backstage. 

Jared’s playful side emerged as he gave the crowd nervous eyes. “He knows better than to leave me up here alone. Jensen!” he shouted. “Hurry back or I’m gonna start making way too many butt jokes.”

Everyone chuckled as Jensen rushed back on stage. “Did I miss the butt jokes?”

“I would never be ass-anine enough to do them without you.” Jared put up a hand for a high five and Jensen shook his head.

"I’m sorry, you guys. I can’t take him anywhere.”

As you returned to your seat, grinning like a fool after your encounter with the boys, a stagehand rushed over to you. She handed you a small piece of paper and whispered to you, “Jensen wanted me to give this to you.”

Your eyes went wide with shock as your hand reluctantly took the slip of paper. “Uh--okay...?”

The stagehand left and you unfolded the paper to see a small note.

I never do this so I hope I’m not being too forward. But, I have a question for you now. Would you want to have dinner with me later? :)

- J

You swallowed hard, unsure of what to make of what was happening only to peer up and see Jensen earnestly looking at you, waiting for your response. There was no controlling your smile as he shot you a questioning glance.  

Trying not to come off too eager, you nodded your head at him and he bit his lip excitedly. 

“You know,” he said into the microphone. “I have a feeling a feeling tonight’s gonna be a good one, guys.”