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life is so difficult knowing there people like jackles out there and i just can’t have him.

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Poisons served for breakfast

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Jensen Ackles x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader

Friends to lovers, Enemies to lovers

Sumarry: In a witch hunt that went horribly wrong, the reader goes to another universe, where her life is just an act, (and where the handsome green-eyed hunter she has a crush on doesn't hate her), desperate, she tries to return home, but does she really want to?

4. The abyss ➝ 6. Salem!

Warning; Reader forgetting, swear words (few), Salem, References to Just Add Magic, more?

A/N: English ins't my fist language, bad English, sorry. There may still be some errors, sorry again. If you have an idea and want me to add it to the story, send me a message with your idea and I will be happy to make it happen.😊 Constructive criticism and supportive messages are always welcome, it motivates me to keep writing.

I could finally breathe.

I opened my eyes quickly and sat up.

I was still in the room, looking around I could see that it was almost morning.

"2:59 AM." - I whispered to myself. "Was it all a dream?"

I felt tears falling.

I was crying...

I got up from the bed, my body moving on its own, receiving no command from me no matter how hard I tried.

I was in front of his door, I could tell after giving up trying to get my body back into my own bed.

I knocked softly on his door, it was silent, he probably won't open it.

"Sweetheart? What are you doing here at 3:00 in the morning?" - He said with a yawn, his eyes wide open, and hair messy, but he soon woke up after seeing that I was crying. - What happened, Sweetheart? Why are you crying?.

I just looked at him, I couldn't speak, he just pulled me into his arms, he mumbled something that I couldn't understand because my sobs were too loud to hear anything else.

He closed the door behind him, still with me in his arms and laid me down on his bed, whispering sweet, soft words in my ear, gently stroking my hair and hugging me in the most loving way possible.

You're right Salem, maybe I want to stay here, but it's wrong, I can't take him away from her, I had a family in another universe, I loved them, and I know they love me too, even though one of them doesn't, and I know they're looking for a way to get me out of here.

I couldn't be selfish like that...

...

I had finally fallen asleep after a few minutes, but I had woken up, it was 5:21 in the morning, I was curled up with Jensen, his warmth against mine made me want to stay here forever. Always in this world.

I'm going to enjoy it a little...

...

I could feel him playing with my hair, trying his best not to wake me up, but he failed.

"Morning." - I murmured against his chest.

"Hey, morning sweetheart." - He said in his highly attractive husky voice. "Do you feel better?" - He asked.

I mumbled in response, still not wanting to leave his embrace, but I needed to, shit why couldn't I be selfish for once in my life?

I moved away from him and sat on the bed, he did the same, gently placing his hand on my back, caressing.

"You want to talk?" - He asked softly.

"It was a nightmare, that's all." - I looked him in the eyes, trying not to show that I was lying.

He just nodded and kissed my temple before getting up from the bed, he said something like go to the kitchen and prepare breakfast and left.

Eclipsa entered Jensen's room, trying to get my attention, I smiled and caught her hugging her as if it were the last time I would see her.

She meowed in response, as if she was saying everything was okay and that she was here.

...

Jensen and I thought it was better to enjoy the day at home, he wouldn't leave me alone for a second, not that I was complaining... he was worried, I know.

"Here it is." - He said, entering the room with a huge bucket of popcorn and beers.

I looked at him tenderly as a way of thanking him, and he gave me a charming smile.

He sat next to me and covered himself with the blanket we were sharing.

My heart raced with his presence so close to me, his cologne drove me crazy. What is happening?

"What it was?" - He said with a mouth full of popcorn, still looking at the film in front of us.

It was like it was Dean here.

Wait... who is Dean?

"Nothing... just thinking about how grateful I am to have you here with me." -I rested my head on his shoulder, and he put his left arm around my shoulder.

"All for you, Sweetheart." - He whispered and kissed the top of my head.

I just stayed there in his arms, until I fell asleep, I could feel him carrying me to his room.

He laid me down and lay down hugging me.

"Night, Sweetheart." - He whispered, I just snuggled up to him in response.

...

It's 5 am, Jensen was still sleeping and Eclipsa was on top of me staring at me, I could feel her calling me. I whispered to Jensen that I would go to the bathroom and come back soon, since he is a light sleeper, he mumbled something I didn't understand and turned away.

When I got up from the bed Eclipsa came out of the room, I was right behind her, she took me to the room where there was a black cat, its eyes were red and its tail was pointy. I felt like I knew this cat from somewhere, but where?

The cat just stared at me and somehow I realized he looked scared.

"You're forgetting... just like I said..." - The cat said.

The cat spoke.

The...

Cat...

Spoke...

I panicked and was going to scream but he was faster and mumbled unknown words that kept me silent.

:Stay calm, silly girl." - He said getting closer, but I backed away. - "Just follow me."

I followed him and stopped in the kitchen, I saw him mumbling some things and I could feel something in me.

"You can talk now, but without scandals I just want to help." - He said calmly.

"Help with what?" - I asked

"To remember, silly girl. " - He said. - "I thought I had more time..." - He muttered to himself, but I had heard.

Remember? Remember what?

Next thing I know, I was cooking with an old book, the cat said just follow the instructions.

The recipe is called Memory Enhancing Macaroons, it's also a riddle that I have no idea how to solve.

When all your memories are blank, it'll come back and macarons are to thank.

That's what the book says.

I just shrug and get all the necessary ingredients.

"1 ¾ cups powdered sugar, 1 cup almond flour, finely ground, 1 teaspoon Livonian salt, divided (which the cat gave me to make this recipe) ,3 egg whites, at room temperature, ¼ cup granulated sugar, ½ teaspoon vanilla extract, 2 drops pink gel food coloring, 1 cup unsalted butter, 2 sticks, at room temperature, 3 tablespoons heavy cream." - I mutter to myself to check if everything was ok. - "Okay, now it's time to do it."

I take a deep breath and place the powdered sugar, almond flour and ½ teaspoon of Livonian salt in the bowl of a food processor and process on low speed until extra fine.

I sifted the almond flour mixture through a fine mesh sieve into a large bowl.

Beat 3 egg whites and remaining ½ teaspoon salt in an electric mixer until soft peaks form. I gradually added the granulated sugar until it is fully incorporated. I continued beating until firm peaks formed, I turned the bowl upside down and it didn't fall, so it's good.

I added the vanilla and beat until combined, I also added the food coloring and beat until well combined. I added about ⅓ of the sifted almond flour mixture at a time to the beaten egg whites and used a spatula gently until combined.

After the last addition of almond flour, I continued to mix slowly until the dough came together in ribbons and I can make a figure 8 while holding the spatula up.

Transfer the macaron dough to a pastry bag with a round tip.

I placed 4 dots of dough in each corner of a rimmed baking sheet and placed a piece of parchment paper on top, using the dough to help adhere the parchment paper to the pan.

I placed the macarons on the baking paper in 3 cm circles, with a space of at least 2 cm between them.

I tapped the pan on a flat kitchen surface 5 times to release any air bubbles.

I let the macarons sit at room temperature for 30 minutes to 1 hour, until they are dry to the touch. I preheated the oven to 150˚C (300˚F).

I set a timer to let me know when it was time to bake, and while I waited, I went back to the room where Jensen was sitting on the bed with his laptop on his lap, he was wearing glasses and still looked sleepy.

"Hey, where were you?" - He saw me standing in the doorway.

"Cooking." - I shrugged.

I spent those 1h30min talking to him, when it was time to bake the macarons, I asked for permission and he asked me to keep it for him, I laughed and said I couldn't promise anything, he laughed in response.

I Baked the macarons for 17 minutes, until the feet are well risen and the macarons no longer stick to the baking paper.

Transfer the macarons to a wire rack to cool completely before filling.

I made the butter cream which just beats the butter with a mixer for 1 minute until it's light and fluffy. I sifted the icing sugar and beat until completely incorporated. I added the vanilla and beat to combine.

I added the cream, 1 tablespoon at a time, and beat to combine, until it reached the consistency I want. Transfer the buttercream to a piping bag fitted with a round tip.

I added a dollop of buttercream to a macaron shell. I topped it with another macaron shell to create a sandwich. Repeat with remaining macaron shells and buttercream.

I placed it in an airtight container for 24 hours to “bloom”.

Now is just wait...

"I'll be back in 24 hours and you'll eat the macaron, I need you to remember." - He said heading towards the living room, he turned to me before saying something. - "When you remember, you will decide what you want, but remember there will be consequences." - He said before disappearing into thin air.

What the fuck?

I sighed and saw Eclipsa on the sofa sleeping peacefully, I smiled and went back to Jensen's room where he was still in the same position, but when he saw me he smiled and silently asked me to go back there.

I was falling in love with my best friend...

I went towards him and sat down on the bed with him. He came closer and said he was going to show a movie and that we were just going to stay there. I still didn't feel better about the nightmare I had, I didn't remember what happened, but I knew that every time I thought about it my heart hurt and my mind asked to remember.

Remember what?

I don't know...

...

It was already early in the morning, Jensen and I were still in the room, but we went out every now and then to take a shower or get takeout food.

We were marathoning some random series he had put on, I wasn't paying attention because my mind was still wandering to those macarons and what that talking cat was saying.

"I think it's time for bed..." Jensen said, and I just looked at him as if he said no. - "Don't look at me like that, you weren't even watching and I'm sleepy."

I looked at him in understanding and he turned off the laptop and we lay down, I was still sleeping in his room, and I didn't want to go back to my room, I feel something pulling me towards him. He put his arm around me and pulled me in, kissed the top of my head and we fell asleep.

To mean...

He slept.

I was still lost in thought.

...

5am.

The perfect time.

Jensen luckily was facing the other side, in an almost deep sleep because he was snoring lightly.

I got out of bed and quickly went towards the kitchen where the pot of Macarons that I had made the previous morning was in the middle of the counter, the cat was sitting next to it.

We didn't say a word, I just went there, opened the jar and ate a piece of the Macarons.

Memoirs.

Memories I had forgotten.

That I said I couldn't forget.

They came back.

I looked at the cat who was looking at me with hope in his eyes.

"I remember." - I whispered. - "What's going on, Salem?"

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𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 (pt. 9)

(Beau Arlen x Female Reader)

(masterlist)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After a relieving phone call, Beau and the other officers go on the hunt for the van that took you and they track Jack's phone down in the woods. It was now or never for Beau to find you. Meanwhile, you're doing your best to keep your chin up and be as patient as you could while you focused on survival.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Crime show level of violence, gunfire, mentions of Y/N’s case, fluffy Beau at the end… that should be everything~

The interrogation went as well as Beau could have imagined, he supposed.

Naturally, Andre’s lawyer came in when she was called and Agent Sampson struck some kind of deal. Andre would still have to serve time if your assault was backed up with evidence after all, but he wouldn’t be held accountable for your kidnapping if he agreed to give some kind of information about Ace, Jack and Queen.

Andre confirmed that his cousin was in fact Ace. Turns out that not only was Andre a trash person, but he wasn't exactly a very good brother as well because he threw his very own sister under the bus by revealing Queen to be his sister, Melanie Bolkonsky.

As for Jack... well Jack turned out to be a person named Dolokov Krushnic. He hadn't been involved in this little gang for more than two years but for some reason he made it to the states with Ace and Queen as well as the King.

But frankly, Beau didn't care about all of those details. That was Agent Sampson's territory. All Beau really wanted was Andre taken care of.

The only thing that Beau could say was positive about this situation that Andre would be proven guilty when it came to your assault. He deserved to do some time and Beau was determined to make that happen, at least for your sake. He didn’t want you to ever have to see that man again.

When Beau stepped out of the observation room to clear his head of the fact that Harlen Sampson just made a deal with a devil, he could hear his phone begin to ring. He lifted a brow and fished the device from his pocket before he looked down at the screen, noticing a number he didn’t recognize.

Nonetheless he answered the phone and lifted it up to his ear, “Sheriff Arlen. Who’s this?”

Beau’s eyes widened the moment that he heard your voice on the other line. His heart skipped a beat. You were alive after all! He hoped you were safe and out of harms way at least for the time being.

“Beau? It’s Y/N…”

“Y/N? How did you get to a phone? Are you okay?” Beau asked in a hurry.

“I’m as okay as I can be,” Beau listened, although your connection wasn’t exactly the greatest, “I was able to get away from Ace and Jack. I, uh… I stabbed Jack and I think he needs some serious help.”

“You stabbed someone?” Beau questioned. He wasn’t sure whether to be concerned our proud. Perhaps he was a mix of both at the moment.

‘That’s my girl…’ He thought to himself, proud of you for the self defense and being able to get away.

“Y/N, I need you to tell me where you are. The sooner we get there the sooner that we can come and find you.” Beau insisted.

“They took the van to try and get out of town but the roads were blocked. Then they drove to some back roads. I think I’m close to where Sunny used to have her luxury camp site before it shut down but I can’t tell for sure.” He heard you say and he knew exactly where you were talking about.

“Beau, I’m not sure how to even get back into town from h-“

That was when the line finally cut out and Beau slipped the phone back into his pocket before he looked around and saw Agent Sampson and Jenny walking out of the interrogation room as well.

“Hoyt, we need to head out to where Sunny and her husband used to have their camp grounds.”

“What? Why, did you find something?”

“I just got a call from Y/N. She managed to get away from Ace and Jack and she took one of their phones. She said they were taking some kind of back road and she thinks she’s in that spot. And Sampson, maybe we can track this phone she’s using.” Beau insisted.

“Great, what was the number on the phone?” The agent said and Beau pulled up the number again and forwarded it to him so he could track it down in the computer system.

“Let’s get some back up. We’ll also need to get an ambulance for Jack when we know the location.” The Sheriff said and Jenny looked up at him.

“An ambulance for the kidnapper? We’d better hustle before he’s D.O.A. What happened to him?” She asked as she followed Beau out of the door so they could get to that back road to find you.

“Y/N was in a confrontation and she stabbed him. She told me he needed an ambulance and didn’t know how he was doing.”

Beau heard Jenny chuckle as the two of them got into his truck so they could ride together, “She’s got to be the only kidnap victim I’ve seen that showed concern for her kidnapper after she stabbed him.”

“I think a part of it is because she doesn’t want to get charged for murder or something.”

“Well that I can understand, but I don’t think there will be charges against her considering she was kidnapped, assaulted, and who knows what else could have happened if she stayed longer or even ticked off one of them.” Hoyt said while the sheriff started the car and started driving off.

“Well, at least this is all good news to tell Cadence. I know she’s been worried sick about Y/N. She hasn’t returned to the cafe yet and it’s still closed until we get Y/N back. She said she was determined to see her as soon as we get her back.” Jenny spoke and Beau grinned.

He was just glad that nothing’s happened to your sister and that she was safe for the time being. He was ready to get you home to your sister, ready to get this whole ordeal over with.

Agent Sampson texted Beau the last known location of the phone and sure enough it was on the road that you had described.

“Sampson’s got it, so let’s head over and he said that he’s already on his way with some backup.” Jenny insisted and Beau nodded as he focused on the road.

He was so close yet again and this time, Beau was determined to get you back once and for all. He couldn’t afford to let you slip through his fingertips again.

Not this time.

When the phone cut out, you cursed and you looked around to make sure that you weren’t followed.

When you felt like you were safe enough to stop walking, you sat down beneath the tree. You were glad you were still holding onto the knife you took from Jack and you were trying to cut your way through the zip ties. It was an awkward angle but you were trying your best to break free without cutting your own skin more than it already was.

Finally you broke free and you discarded the plastic to the side of you and you rubbed your sore wrists. Then you took a deep breath of relief. Then you tried to think of where you could possibly hide incase Jack decided to chase you despite his wound, or if Ace woke up after being knocked out.

You winced as you stood up again. You hadn’t realized how much your muscles started to ache after your endeavors these past few days. Your feet throbbed from walking without shoes. On top of that, it was starting to get cold. You wished you had worn a hoodie when you were kidnapped. Plus, you knew you probably smelled terrible since you hadn’t been able to shower in several days.

That might just be the first thing that you do when you return home after hugging your baby sister…

Cadence.

You wondered how Cadence was doing. Had Beau checked in on her, or Hoyt for that matter? You hoped that she was alright and that she was taking care of herself, despite the circumstances.

You ran your fingers through your matted hair and you decided to start walking again, searching for some sort of cabin that might of been in the area. Surely there was some storage place or something for the campers that was around before Sunny shut down her site. You searched everywhere, cringing every once in a while when you stepped on a twig with a branch facing upwards.

But after a while of walking, you finally came across some kind of shelter to hide in until Beau came to get you. If you were able to stay put anyways.

You walked into the old cabin that was a little dusty since the last time anyone’s been inside was who knows how long. You sat down somewhere else and you simply waited.

Luckily for you, you had a little more hope now than you had this afternoon after that talk with Beau. Now it was only a matter of time before you would be home. Things were finally looking up and you hoped that you wouldn’t have to be on the run again anytime soon. Hope, you supposed, would be the key word.

The moment that you heard thunder, you had a sinking feeling in your chest. While you were running, you had no idea how cloudy it had become. Then, a subtle tapping on the window caused you to turn and look outside.

Looks like you made it to some shelter just in time.

You looked down at your feet and realized that you couldn't exactly feel your toes with how cold it was starting to get. So you started walking around the cabin to see if you could find a pair of socks, or maybe some work boots someone just happened to leave in there.

As you were looking around, you walked passed a mirror. You did a double take when you realized what you walked passed and you decided to take a look at yourself.

You definitely looked like a wreck. Your hair was tangled, you had some circles beneath your eyes from lack of sleep since you were more concerned with escaping. You cringed when you saw some marks on your neck from where Andre had his hands on you. It made you feel so incredibly gross. On the bright side they were starting to fade, but you still wanted to shower more than anything.

You were honestly amazed that you hadn't fallen apart yet. Maybe when you got home, you could take a bath and just let everything out since you haven't had the chance yet.

Thunder rang out and it seemed to echo loudly, causing you to jump back int reality instead of thinking about going home. You walked out of the window to see if you had either been followed or if you could see any officers outside.

'They'll find me. They're on their way now.' You reminded yourself. The thought itself was reassuring.

Beau and Jenny made it to the last known location of the phone you were using to call and sure enough, Jack was there bleeding and he was lucky the paramedics were right behind the Sheriff and Deputy. They pulled up a few moments after and got to work on getting Jack on the stretcher so they could take him to the hospital.

But there was a problem: Where was Ace?

You said that you had knocked Ace out, so where was his body?

"We need to hurry. Who knows if Ace has found Y/N yet if he's up and at 'em already." Jenny said and Beau nodded as some officers started to scout the area for Ace.

Beau was just glad that he and Jenny knew of this place better than Ace did, considering they had to come through this place for a previous case before they shut the camp grounds down. Now Beau just wondered if you knew this place at least well enough to stay away and hidden from your captors.

"What if she ended up finding the cabin where's Sunny's kid stayed for a while?" Beau asked and Jenny thought about it.

"It's worth a shot. Let's hope she found it before Ace found her." The deputy agreed and the two of them started heading in that direction.

That was when the thunder and the rain started and Beau cursed to himself. This is exactly something they needed while they were on a search. Wonderful.

"Should have brought some kind of umbrella or something." He said and Jenny smiled a little and agreed.

"To be fair, though, the priority wasn't exactly checking the weather." She reminded him, "Let's just hope that we find Y/N soon and that she'll actually be there this time."

"She will be there. She's got to be." Beau insisted.

After all, he and Jenny as well as Agent Sampson all got to the search as soon as they could while some had to stay behind and see what other info they could gather on Andre's little group.

That was when they found the cabin and a sense of relief washed over Beau as he started to run over to it. Then he started hearing a ruckus, other than the thunder that was booming around him.

Beau's eyes widened when he heard the sound of broken glass, as if there was some sort of confrontation coming from the inside. Jenny made it onto the porch as well and judging by the look on her face, Beau knew he wasn't the only one hearing some kind of commotion from the inside.

Beau knocked on the door, "This is Sheriff Arlen. Open the door!" He called on, but there was no answer.

"Well, at least you gave a heads up that you're here." Jenny backed up so Beau would have the room he needed, then Beau used all the force he could and he kicked the door down before going inside with his pistol in front of himself.

The sight in front of Beau naturally had to be alarming.

Ace, though he had an obvious bump on his head from where you had knocked him out, was holding up a knife against your throat as he turned around to face Beau and Jenny.

"Ace, let her go and nobody gets hurt." Beau said sternly.

"You're kidding, right? This bitch stabbed Jack, gave me one Hell of a knot on my head that might be a concussion. She's ruined everything Andre, Melanie and I have built!" Ace said with so much anger.

"You're joking, right? Andre doesn't care about you." Beau said, wondering if the betrayal would be enough to at least get you out of his grasp. "He sold you and Melanie, as well as Jack out just so he can serve less jail time."

"So what? He can get all of us out of this and we can make bail." He said.

"Not this time. What part of sold you out don't you get? The FBI is here and everything, and Andre just handed them all kinds of ammunition against you to put you away not only for Y/N's kidnapping, but for the whole operation." Jenny added.

Ace clenched his jaw before he looked down at you, his gaze turning to a hateful glare, "This is all your fault!"

Just as Ace raised his hand to try and stab you, Beau shot his pistol and wounded Ace in his side. Your assailant dropped the knife in surprise and put a hand to his side, backing away from you.

Jenny jogged over to Ace and told him to put his hands behind his back since he was under arrest for kidnapping.

Everything was happening so quickly for you. You couldn't believe Beau just shot someone and now Jenny was arresting him. But you looked at the sheriff and he rushed over to you.

You did the only thing you could think of to do, and that was to wrap your arms around him and give him the tightest hug that you could, "You found me..."

"I'm sorry that it took so long, Darlin'.. We came as fast as we could." You felt the warmth of his embrace while his arms were wrapped around you and you could feel his head rest on top of yours.

"I'll give you two a minute and get Ace to the paramedic." You could hear Jenny say as she escorted Ace out of the cabin to get him to the car. But you and Beau stayed right there for a moment.

You were grateful that he finally came and rescued you. It gave you an immense peace of mind now that he was there and you wouldn't be in cuffs or zip ties again. You wouldn't be trapped in a basement anymore and you wouldn't have to be on the run in a forest.

You must've been trembling and not have realized it because the next thing you knew, Beau released you from his grasp and he took off his jacket before he wrapped it around your shoulders.

"Come on, let's get you out of here. Wait, what happened to your shoes?" Beau asked you and you looked down at your muddy feet.

"They grabbed me before I could slip on some shoes. Guess they were in a rush." You said with a slight chuckle.

Beau smiled, glad that you still had a little humor left in you despite the circumstances. "Here, let me carry you."

"Beau, you really don't have to do that. I can walk on my own two feet." She said and Beau picked you up anyway.

"Sweetheart, it wasn't a request." He said and your arms naturally wrapped around his neck while your legs dangled from one of his arms. It was sweet that he was doing this but somehow you felt like it was a little unnecessary. You were just another captive and he was just a cop doing his job.

Beau carried you out through the woods and made it to the car. You didn't see Ace and Jack's van anywhere. In fact, you didn't even see the two of them, which was relieving.

"What happened with Jack? I didn't kill him, did I?" You asked as Beau placed you in the car.

"I don't think you did. He's wounded, yeah, but I don't think it was in a fatal spot but the paramedics have him handled. You don't need to worry about him, or Andre for that matter."

You looked up at him almost instantly, “You were able to catch him too?”

“Of course we were, Sweetheart. Although… we do need to take you to the Emergency Room. It’s routine, plus we need for you to do a rape kit.”

That sounded so humiliating, but you knew it was necessary - especially if they needed evidence against Andre. You just hoped that they could get whatever they needed to so Andre would stay away from you.

Luckily for you, the ER visit didn’t take long and when you visited the department to identify Andre as the culprit so they would have an eye witness account on record as well as your statements, they gave you a change of clothes and some shoes that way you had something to take into.

Once all of the ‘protocol’ was taken care of, Beau took you into his car so he could take you home. And you were so excited to be there.

When you made it there, you saw your front door open and Cadence stepped out slowly. When you got out of the car you could see the biggest smile light up your sister’s face as she ran over to you. She have you the biggest hug as she possibly could- although you felt like you couldn’t breathe from how hard she was squeezing.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re home! I’m so glad you’re okay! I’m so sorry that I even suggested that you go on a date with that scumbag! I missed you so much!” Cadence rambled and you hugged her back.

“Cadence, I’m okay. You didn’t know any of this would have happened and neither did I. It’s okay. I’m back home and that’s all that matters.”

When Cadence finally let go of you, she hugged Beau as tightly as she could, “Thank you so much for getting her back! I knew that you would!”

Beau chuckled and gave your sister a little hug and patted her back a little, “Like I would let your sister stay missing.”

“Why don’t you come inside! We need to celebrate the fact that Y/N is back now, and you could use a break while the FBI handles the case from here on out, right?” Your little sister suggested when she let go of the hug.

“I don’t know. That just depends on how Y/N is feeling. She’s had a long several days after all.” The sheriff said and you decided to step over and you held his hand.

“Please? It’s the least we can do after all you’ve done to find me. Maybe we can order a pizza or something while we make some kind of dessert or something like that.” You said.

Of course you were tired and worn out but at the same time, you would feel safer if Beau stayed at least a little longer incase there were other people out there that were a part of Andre’s group. You didn’t know if Queen was out there looking for you or what she would do if she found you.

Beau could tell that you were still a little wary and he gave you a softened smile as he squeezed your hand a little.

“I could go for some pizza. But take it easy, we can always do dessert or something some other time.” He said and you smiled a little. With that, Beau, you and your sister all walked inside the house.

Once you got washed up, you put on fresh clothes of your own. You wore a black hoodie that had your favorite band’s logo, some yoga pants since they were comfortable and stretchy, and you put on a pair of fuzzy socks. Your hair was still damp so you used a claw-clip to put it up so it wouldn’t make your back wet.

When you had changed and returned to the living room, you saw Cadence and Beau on the couch with a spot in between them for you to sit.

“You got out just in time, Sis. Pizza should be here within the next ten minutes or so.” Cadence said. This was probably the happiest you had seen her in a long time.

“That honestly sounds great.” You said with a chuckle and sat down in the space between them.

“I’ll go get us some drinks while we wait. Do you two want anything? Sorry we don’t have the good coffee here Beau otherwise I’d make your usual.” Cadence said and you smiled when you heard Beau let out a chuckle.

“Just some water would be great.” He said and you asked for the same thing. With some pep to her step, Cadence went to the kitchen.

She was never one to be able to sit still when she was excited.

You leaned against Beau and you felt his arm wrap around you. His hold was gentle, different from how your captors handled you. You knew that with Beau, you were safe.

“Thank you… for not giving up on looking for me.” You whispered softly and you could feel him leaning down, only to feel his beard tickling the skin of your temple when he places a soft kiss on the side of your head.

“There’s no way in Hell I’d give up looking for you.” He promised.

Not long afterward, the pizza finally came and the three of you ate together and watched something uplifting. It was an effort to keep your mind off the upcoming court dates and what not that you would have to go through for this ordeal to ensure Andre and his group would go away for good.

Either way, you knew one thing was for sure…

You were more than thankful for Beau Arlen. Deep down even before your sister suggested you go out with Andre, you knew who your heart belonged to even if it was never really spoken.

But most importantly…

You were home.

Hi everyone!!! Thank your for your support with this story! I hope you enjoyed!! Stay tuned for an Epilogue for more Beau content~

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[marcelllyn]

Daughter of a vampire.

(This is the third part, and yes, I've changed the type of narration).

Warning: Angst, blood, English is not my first language, feeling sick, vampire transformation, Strange relationship between father and daughter.

Synopsis: With several cases of something that looks like vampires, Dean and Sam turn to an old friend, perhaps for Dean she was more than an ex-friend. But most importantly, she is the daughter of a vampire.

My head aching, I opened my eyes with difficulty, looking around, my vision was a little blurry. I tried to get up from the armchair I was sitting in, resting my hand on the wall.

I had to find Sam and Dean, even if I could barely walk. I heard voices coming from the top of the house, so I grabbed hold of the old iron banister and climbed a step with difficulty.

I reached the bottom of the stairs practically dragging myself, my body felt like it was going to fall over at any moment.

I pushed open the broken door with difficulty, and there was a body standing in front of the door, probably the handsome young man in my painting. There was a stake in his chest and his head was separated from his body.

I gathered my strength, put both hands on the stake and pulled upwards. Something didn't smell right, I stopped in front of the door to a probable bedroom.

Dean's voice came muffled from there, there was no sign of Sam wanting to go in there after we fell into the hole.

I pushed the door gently, coming across a small but very tidy room that didn't do justice to the rest of the house. Dean was sitting on the bed. Alive.

- Dean! - I screamed. I tried to take a step, but my knees hit the wooden floor.

The man quickly turned his attention to me, kneeling down in front of me.

- You should have stayed downstairs and rested. - he said. - Anyway, come on, you need to lie down.

His strong arm wrapped around my waist, lifting my body with a strange ease, he didn't even try. I lay down on the bed, taking a deep breath.

- My head hurts. - I grimaced painfully.

- It'll pass. - Dean ran his hand over my face. - I was looking for Sam, do you know where he is?

- I haven't seen him since the fall.

- Crash? - His eyes went wide. - Of course the fall.

I watched Dean even though his vision was heavy, there was something in his eyes, the bright green now looked more like a pale blue.

- We'd better get to the hospital. - I said, trying to get up, but Dean's hand pushed me back onto the bed.

- I told you it'll go away soon, it's just a passing pain. - He got up shakily, moving around. - I'm going to look for Sam!

My body automatically jumped forward and I screamed:

- No!” He looked at me with satisfaction. - Please stay. - I said in my sly tone.

- Of course, darling. - He sat down next to me, holding my hand tightly.

I smiled with satisfaction and looked down at the mattress, my dagger between my feet.

- I need to sit down, the pain only gets worse when I lie down. - I sat down on the mattress, close to Dean's face. - No bruises on that handsome face.

I ran my hand through his hair. I put the pain aside for a moment. His t-shirt was a little torn at the left breast, something was missing.

A suggestive smile appeared on Dean's face. I brought my mouth close to his ear, still playing with his hair, and then whispered:

- I've got you, Dad. - I drove the stake into his stomach and pushed it in as deep as I could.

The man then fell backwards, his whole body deforming into the natural.

- Where's Dean? - I pulled out the dagger. - I think you'd better tell me now, before you look like your partner at the door!

- I missed you so much. - He gasped, trying to move.

I punched him once in the face.

- That wasn't my question! - A shiver ran down my spine at the sight of his bitten wrist. - You didn't...

- Now you can make your family proud by marrying a vampire. - He laughed.

How long have I been out? The sun was already rising outside.

I dropped the gray-haired man to the ground with force, this headache wasn't from the beating.

- What's that? - I asked, gesturing to my head.

- You'll find out soon enough. - He sighed heavily. - Come on, I'm waiting.

I snorted, looking at him in despair. How could my mother make such a bad choice as to marry and have children with my father?

- What are you waiting for? - I shouted, desperately running my hands down my arms.

- Rip my head off! - His eyes were already closed, waiting for the worst.

I sighed deeply. I could hear his tired, painful voice filling my mind again. I couldn't. I simply preferred to go around him and put the dagger away.

Guilt was much worse, it corrupts you from the inside out and makes you start to recreate your childhood home with the most similar furniture, the smell, the food. All so that, for a moment, when you step into the house, you don't feel guilt but familiarity.

Still struggling, I left that house, looked at the mansion, Dean wouldn't be in there. I retraced the same path as the copse, hoping that the Impala would be parked. It wasn't

- Damn. - I muttered softly.

Having to walk to the beginning of the street seemed like torture. And yet I went, at times needing to sit down, the pain had gone from my head to my stomach.

I called a cab even though I didn't have any money in my wallet, pretending to be very ill, leaving him with no choice but to give me a lift or feel awful for the rest of the day.

As the car drove away, I looked at the normal lives, I envied them, I didn't want to blame John Winchester or his children for getting me into that life. Deep down, it was me who wasn't satisfied with normality.

- If I may ask, what happened to your neck? It looks like a vampire bite. - The bearded man asked, looking at me through the rearview mirror with a worried look on his face.

I put my fingertips to my neck, a little blood staining my fingers.

- Damn, damn, damn! - I muttered hurriedly.

- Hey, hey! Are you all right, miss?

- Yes. No. It's just that I hadn't realized that the fight had left so many bruises. - I said, almost crying.

That's where the pain came from, a bloody bite.

When I arrived in front of the two-storey house with its well-kept garden, the Impala was there too. I got out of the car and went into the house expecting Sam to be there with Dean. But no, he wasn't.

I turned on the living room light, there were some papers lying around the room. I went into the kitchen and opened the first-aid drawer, cleaning the wound on my neck.

A loud noise startled me upstairs.

- Sam? - I shouted.

I swallowed some painkillers and went upstairs. I looked away from the pictures of my happy old family.

I opened my bedroom door and threw myself onto the comfortable bed. I was startled to see Dean sitting next to my bed.

- Dean! - I shouted. - What are you doing here? Or rather, are you all right?

The man turned around with a sad, agonized face. He climbed onto the bed, holding my face tightly.

- I think I'm going mad, I can hear the pulse of the whole street! - He muttered.

His eyes were gray now, God, he was turning into a vampire. I touched my finger lightly to his mouth, feeling a few teeth emerging.

- Dean. - I ran my hand over his face, worried, my blood wasn't ideal for his healing. - Where did Sammy go?

- He went out to look for you. - He whispered. - What an annoying noise! - He roared, throwing himself back, covering his ear.

- It'll be all right, I promise. - Dean burst into tears as he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

I followed him, who was desperately wetting his face in the sink. My chest hurt from seeing him suffer so much, I knew how painful and maddening everything was here.

I held his hand tightly, even though I was still dizzy, I pulled him close and hugged him as if I wanted to take all his pain for myself.

- It's going to be okay. - I mumbled.

- I have to call Sammy! - He tried to walk, but ended up falling to the ground.

- I'll call him, please stay here.

I quickly went downstairs and dialed the numbers, but luckily he answered quickly.

- Sam? - I said breathlessly.

- Val? Where are you?

- At home, and I need you to bring some human blood, Dean's going to go crazy! - I shouted into the phone.

- At home? How did you get there? - You snorted. - I'll be back as soon as I can, please look after Dean.

I hung up the phone with trembling hands and ran back up the stairs, Dean was shaking against the bathroom wall.

- It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay...” I repeated, not to Dean, but to myself.

- Is Sam coming?

- He is.” I was shaking and sat down next to him. - Do you promise to stay here in the bathroom until Sam gets here?

- Yes. - He leaned his head on my shoulder. - It's funny, we're suffering together.

- Comical. - I gasped, blinking my eyes slowly.

- I'm sorry. - Dean mumbled, shaking. - I'm sorry for the things I did, I shouldn't have...” He gasped. - Abandoned you.

- Dean, you're not dying, you don't need all this. - I laughed, even at critical moments, a laugh never hurt.

- No, no, I was getting ready to say that. - He laughed too, but a painful laugh. - I was a terrible fiancé.

- You really were. - I scoffed.

- But you were great in bed. You have to admit that.

- Of course you were. An animal! - I started to laugh, even though I was in a bit of pain.

[hell0kitty4545]

I'm having full on brain rot of like dean and his wife broke up and she just disappears or something straight out of his life and leaves him with their daughter.

And like willow (ma oc) or like reader is applying to be a babysitter for the girl whilst dean works as a mechanic (smexy) and then they end up having full on really hardcore smut.

Willow (my oc) is 18 and dresses like a bimbo and is super clueless and dean's like in his late 30s early 40s but never specified

[deangirlsstuff67]

First Con

Sequel to Birthday Boy

Written for @deansgirl79

Jensen Ackles x reader

Summary: Six months have come and gone for Jensen and y/n. While keeping it casual due to living in different places, they have managed to keep in touch and see one another often. Dallas Con is here and y/n has a couple surprises up her sleeve for Jensen.

Warning: Fluff, Unprotected sex, P in V, Anal play, Oral (m receiving), Fingering, Squirting, Edging

Authors note: I love Jensen and his family. I mean them no disrespect. This is set in set in a world where Jensen is single. This is a work of fiction for nothing more than entertainment.

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Jensen's sitting in the green room at Dallas Con. It's been 6 months of having y/n in his life and it's been great. He's feeling as if he's a teenage boy again, his cellphone always attached to him these days. Jared and Misha never miss an opportunity to tease him about it either.

He's in a room with all his friends, but to Jesen his sitting on y/n couch, cuddling and talking for hours. It never seems to matter, they always have something to talking about.

Rob walks in with the band, "hey Jay, you guys ready? Kim and Brianna are wrapping up."

Jared comes over and wraps his arm around my shoulder, "I am, I just dont know if this old guy can pull his head out of his phone long enough." I glare up at the giant with the best bitch face I can muster.

"Shut the fuck up."

Rob and Jared leave me as they laugh at my 'lover boy' ways, as Misha calls me.

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Conventions in my home town are always the best. My parents are here laughing in the front row. Jared's parents beside them. I love watch them hanging out and enjoying themselves. We are about half way through our panel, the fans have been on point with their questions.

I'm not paying attention to Jared talking as he welcomes the next fan. My mind a million miles away. Which means I don't notice his shit eating gracing his face.

An angels voice pulls me out of my wandering thoughts. I whip my head around finding my beautiful y/n standing at the microphone with a knowing smile curving her kissable lips.

Damn I want, no need, those lips on me.

My cheeks heat as my jeans tighten at my wayward thoughts.

"Hi, I'm y/n."

"Hi, I'm Jared. This is Jensen." Jared points his thumb at me. "Sorry, Jensen is slightly distracted today."

"Oh, I can only imagine. " a sexy wink gets set my way from the y/h/c bombshell rendering me completely speechless.

Jared and y/n share a laugh at my expense. They have gotten to be good friends in these last 6 months. After they calm down from the giggles my shock and surprise envoked she asks her question.

"I was wondering if Jensen did anything interesting or fun for his birthday?" Her face glows with a mischievous sparkle and framed by her gorgeous y/h/c hair.

She's drop dead gorgeous. How the hell was I lucky enough to attract such a beautiful soul.

Heat floods my cheeks as the crowd goes wild. Smiling I look around before the crowd quieted down. My parents are beaming in the front row as they too recognize y/n's voice over the sound system.

We never talked about publicly announcing our relationship. In fact we haven't even labeled what we are to each other or where our relationship stands. There is half a chance I'm about have this either blow up in my face or it will lead to much more.

Here goes nothing.

"Well actually I had one of the most amazing birthdays this year, thanks for asking y/n"

In unison Jared and the fans scream, "what happened!?!"

Nervous laughter bubbles out of my throat as I discreetly glance to see what y/n is doing. To my shock she's waiting for my answer along with everyone else.

"You see what you did woman?" She doubles over in laughter. "Get that cute butt up here, they know now."

She makes her way on stage and into my waiting arms. Nestled between my legs I announce to thousands of people what this beauty has become to me.

"I met this wonderful woman out of pure luck on my birthday. For six months she has been showing me juat how incredible a relationship can be." She's staring at me with the most loving look I've ever witnessed. When out of nowhere she speaks into her microphone.

"Trust me ya'll, loving this man is the easiest thing I've done."

Love. She just said she loved me. Adoration makes a home through my body as I stare down at y/n. Love. She loves me.

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Having sex with someone you love is by far a thousand times better than just normal sex. I can never go back now. Emotions are stronger. The passion is indescribable. And the orgasms. Or the fucking orgasms... the are earth shattering.

The moment our autographs were complete I made a bee line for the elevator. My woman was waiting for me. Ever since her declaration of love on stage this afternoon I haven't been able to focus on anything but what she will feel like withering beneath me.

I was not disappointed. I showed up to find her laying in the middle of our bed, cherry red lace bra, panties, and matching garter belt. I approached her as a predator would his prey, she's mine and I was about to show her just how mine she truly was.

Two hours later and I've had her cumming all over my tongue, fingers, and coating my thighs. My cock is angry I'm making him wait to feel her velvet walls. The throbbing is almost unbearable at this point but I can't help it, I love making her cum.

"Jensen, baby I need you." Hearing her beg is music to my ears.

Lazily playing with her sweet, swollen center. Every once in a while dipping lower to play with her tight channel, "do you want me to stretch these soft walls darling?"

"God, yes."

"Need to feel me warm your insides with my thobbing member." She squirts a small amount on my fingers again, "want me to take away your pain and make you feel good?"

She doesn't answer, too fucked out to answer and I haven't even started to fuck her yet. I slid in-between her wet thighs. She's so wet I slip in her with ease.

And God she feels amazing. Soft, warm, and wet... so fucking wet.

Fast and hard. I snap my hips straight into her g spot. Teasing her also teased me. I'm so worked up it's not going to take me long to get us over the edge together.

One, two, three more thrusts and she's clamping down like a vice. Milking me for everything I have to give. I swell inside her before my hot release coats her inner walls.

I collapse on top of her sweat covered body. Breath labored. Head dizzy with lust. Heart full of love, I ease myself out of her well used pussy.

Coming down from my orgams high I can't stop thinking about y/n and the fact that she loves me. I went from giving up on the love scene, and was okay with the fact maybe no one out there was for me, to swimming I moments I never knew I need.

Whether it was a good morning text in the morning, random photos of her day, or a sexy dirty text mid day to tease me. I love them all. All it took was six months and this beautiful, incredible woman has became my best friend.

I love my best friend.

I stare at the sex drunk angel in my arms, proud it's me who can put that look on her face. That I'm the one who pulls all the moans and whimpers from her body.

Whimpering in her hair, "I love you too sweetheart. " I think she's sleeping before I begin to think out loud, "god, I'm going to marry you one day."

She stirs, eyes closed but her face is angled towards mine, she slowly flutters her lashes before saying, "good, but I think maybe we should move in together first." Her voice is barely above a whisper, "it's why I came. To annouce to the world how you make me feel. To tell you I'm all in. No more casual bullshit. Jensen Ross Ackles, you're all fucking mine."

With the statement hanging heavy between us, she makes her way down my body a kiss and nibble at a time. When she reaches my semi hard dick, without hesitation my angel turns into a sex demon and swallows me whole. My hips jerk, I'm a moaning mess at the feelings her lips and tongue are making my sensitive cock feel.

She's not wrong. I'm all fucking hers. And there's no where else I'd rather be.

[smol-and-grumpy]

Confidentiality - Chapter 2: The Meeting

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Summary: Four months. Four long months that she’s been hiding in lockdown. So when everything starts to go back to normal again, she’s going back to work as Jensen’s handler for the first Supernatural convention after the pandemic.

Chapter Warnings: A little jealous Jensen, flangst when you squint

WC: 1644

Beta’d by: @dean-winchesters-bacon​​​​ <3

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On Saturday, Y/N’s waiting at the arrivals with the driver. It’s not usually their job to pick up talents from the airport but during dinner last night her boss received a call and disappeared for a few minutes. 

It was only this morning that she received a message from her boss that she should please go with the driver to pick up Jensen at the airport. 

She has a strong feeling that Jensen’s had something to do with it but her messages and calls that she made to him today went unanswered. 

He knows exactly why he didn’t pick up the phone and it drives her fucking nuts!

Standing there, with her arms crossed over her chest, she chews on her gum irritatedly. 

It’s about five minutes of waiting in awkward silence until Jensen walks out, rolling his little suitcase behind him. Wearing simple jeans and a hoodie, he hides his hair behind a baseball cap but she can see that he hadn’t cut it, nor had he shaved his beard. She’d like to think it’s because she said that she shouldn’t get rid of it just yet. Her heart does that weird little thing, tripping and all, but she’s keeping her emotions in check. She’s still annoyed and she should remember that. 

“Hey!” He greets both of them with the brightest smile.

If he noticed that she’s annoyed, he did his best to ignore it because he smiles down at her, “Y/N, nice seeing you again,” and pulls her into a friendly hug. He smells so good, it’s not fair to her because she’s upset at him and should not let him entice her.

Jensen moves away from her but lets his hand linger at her lower back for a fraction too long before greeting the driver. It’s invisible for the outside eyes but she knows.

The driver leads the way to the limousine and the two of them trail behind. 

“You did this, didn’t you?” she mumbles.

“Did what?” he too, keeps his voice low.

“Made me come pick you up.”

“Is that a crime?” he asks while he cocks an eyebrow.

“No, but it’s not my job! Don’t you think it’ll raise suspicion?”

“Relax, babe, nothing’s going to happen this weekend, okay? I can be professional, can you?” 

They stop at the limousine as the driver loads Jensen’s suitcase into the trunk and walks to the front to start the motor.

Jensen bends down then when there are no eyes on them, kisses her quick but rough, teeth biting into her bottom lip, making her squeal out in delight. Before she can even get worried that she’s being too loud, he is kissing her again, swallowing the sounds she makes. 

When he parts, he smiles down at her, it’s super cocky, “Can you, huh?”

“Is that a challenge?” she asks, not quite trusting him.

“It can be,” he shrugs.

“No funny business while we work together, Jensen.”

“None.”

“I think I’ll win,” she grins.

“Oh, we’ll see,” he pecks her lips once more before walking to the front, “Come on, it’s not nice to let the driver wait.”

*

They drop him off at the hotel and Jensen’s really surprised that she said that she’s not going to stay. She’s booked into another hotel, closer to the convention center.

“Why?” he asks as she walks to the reception with him. 

“I’m working, Jensen, being professional, remember?” 

There’s a sigh with an eyeroll and she chuckles.

They checked him in and she walks him to the elevator while she tells him about his schedule for tomorrow, “The driver will pick you and Jared up at 8 AM, be ready, okay?”

“What’s the first thing?”

“Your gold panel, as usual,” she says with a shrug, “Any other questions?”

“Yeah,” he says and bends down, nose brushing against the shell of her ear, “What should I do with my hard cock?”

She grins as he stands up again, and he presses his lips into a thin line, smirking a little. Still grinning, she stands up on her tiptoes to whisper into his ear, “You have a hand and I’m sure the hotel provides those tiny fancy moisturizers.”

Standing back on her heels, she looks up at him and winks while he frowns.

“Good night, Jensen,”  Y/N turns around to leave and waves at him one last time, sees him shaking his head and chuckling to himself.

*

Back in her hotel, she makes herself bed ready, and has taken a rain check on the team’s night out because she hates to be hungover the next morning when she has to work. The farewell drinks set for Sunday Night, she can do and will do.

Once settled in bed, there’s already a text on her phone. 

 J: Going out with Jared, maybe I’ll find another girl to help me out with the hard thing in my pants

Y/N: Good luck, don’t drink too much.

J: There’s no one stopping me? And no comment on the girl?

Y/N: You’re working from 8 AM - 9 PM, that should be enough reason. And it’s not like we’re exclusive. You’re allowed to do whatever you want. And who knows, maybe I have someone in my bed right now?

 That’s true. They’re not anything, to be honest. Just two people who enjoy each other’s company. She never went into this wanting more, because she knows that it is probably not going to happen, so she’s trying not to let her feelings interfere with what they have. Even though living with Jensen was hard for her feelings. She got to know him better, got to know his little quirks. Even though they annoy her sometimes, she thinks that she would be able to make it work because she’s able to look past them, work her way around things that exasperate her the most about him. In any case, it’s totally unfair that there isn’t really much to be bothered about. She bets she has more things that annoy him but he doesn’t seem to mind them either.

 J: Do you?

Y/N: Good night, Jensen.

J: Do I have to come over?

Y/N: No, go out with Jared.

J: I can’t if I don’t know who’s with you.

 Her heart’s picking up speed. Jensen’s jealous. That’s a first. Well, he never had to worry about it since he was the only man around her for four fucking months! She kind of likes it, can’t lie about that.

 Y/N: Listen, I’m going to set my phone aside. Good night.

 Y/N hates hotel beds, it’s really not the same like sleeping at home and she tosses and turns. It was the same last night, too. But maybe, she thinks, maybe it’s because she’s alone. She was holed up with Jensen for almost four months, shared a bed with him, with his warm body next to hers. Maybe she just misses the closeness. She wonders how it’ll be once they go back to normal, wonders how her nights will turn out once she gets back to her own apartment, and sleeps in her own bed. Alone. Because that’s what’s going to happen eventually. As she said, they aren’t anything and they won’t be.

Finally, after about twenty minutes of tossing and turning, she eventually finds a comfortable position to be in and is slowly drifting off to sleep when there’s a sharp knock at her door. 

Her head shoots up and she frowns, “Who is it?”

“Room service!” the man on the other side calls out.

It’s ridiculous really, to be yelling room service when she knows exactly who it is. She’d recognize the voice anywhere. 

She gets up and walks over to the door, opens it up with annoyance, but only enough to let her head peek through, “You should not be here.”

Jensen’s eyes widen, “Wow, I’m happy to see you too.”

Y/N rolls her eyes, “Go, I want to sleep.”

“I just want to say good night.”

“Sure,” she chuckles, “You wanted to check if I’m spending a night with some other dude.”

“No?” He frowns and she looks at him with that cocked eyebrow. Looks at him so long until he caves, “Fine! Yeah, I wanted to see.”

“There’s nobody here.” she whispers, because she remembered that they have to be quiet.

“Yeah, no, open the door,” Jensen asks firmly. That’s one of his little quirks, he’s thorough. 

Reluctantly, she opens the door wider and her bed comes into view, “Are you happy now?” 

He takes a step in further, walks to the bathroom, and she has to roll her eyes so hard, her head hurts.

“Do you really think I’m hiding someone in my bathroom?” she hisses out from the doorway. 

Jensen comes out, and walks back to the door, “I like to be thorough,” he shrugs, as if that explains it all. His hand comes up to brush the knuckles against her face, fingertips trailing along her throat down to the collar of her shirt, “That’s my shirt,” he chuckles and hooks one finger into the collar, tugging it, “I was wondering where it went.”

“Yeah, it somehow landed in my suitcase,” she says, hoping that he doesn’t see the color rising up to her cheeks. It’s not even a lie, she slept in it the night before she left, so she just kind of packed it without even thinking.

“Good night, Y/N,” Jensen bends down, kisses her cheek, his beard prickles against her skin.

And it’s crazy how a cheek kiss can affect her. She’s getting all warm and fuzzy. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” she swallows hard as he parts, and it takes everything in her not to fling herself at him. 

Jensen nods before he walks along the corridor to the elevator, winks at her one last time.

Chapter 3

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[luci-in-trenchcoats]

Jensen One Shots

Jensen x reader

Excuse Me (Jensen x reader) - The reader is a Supernatural fan and attends her first convention where she meets Jensen who takes a liking to her.

Jealous (Jensen x reader) - The reader is a Victoria’s Secret Angel and Jensen is teased about his possible jealously over the reader’s successful career.

Sorry Not Sorry (Jensen x reader) - The reader attempts to start a relaxing vacation in Colorado but there’s a problem with her hotel room.

Apology Muffins (Jensen x reader) - The reader returns from a work trip but it’s not as happy of a homecoming as she was expecting.

Party Guy (Jensen x reader) - Jensen hates halloween but decides to throw a party anyways and hires the reader to help plan the event but he has an ulterior motive for hosting it in the first place.

Kitty Cats (Jensen x reader) - One of the people participating in a photo shoot takes a liking to the reader’s kittens.

Getting Along (Jensen x reader) - Jensen becomes the reader’s new roommate but after they annoy one another, she attempts to get him to move out.

Baby Sister (Jensen x reader) - The reader is dating Jensen behind her big brother, Jared’s back. 

Home For The Holidays (Jensen x reader) (smut) - After his flight home is cancelled, Jensen decides to spend Christmas with his co star and long time crush.

Meeting The Parents (Jensen x reader) - The reader invites her boyfriend, Jensen, to spend Christmas with her where he meets her family for the first time.

Shy Guy (Jensen x reader) - Jared tries to cheer up Jensen when he’s feeling down about being single.

Priorities (college student!Jensen x reader) - The reader is paired up with Jensen on a class project but his over worked body catches up with him in a bad way.

Honeymoon (Teacher!Jensen x Actress!reader) - The reader and Jensen are on their honeymoon except somebody refuses to admit they have a cold.

Screwed (Professor!Jensen x stripper/student!reader) (smut) - Professor!Jensen goes to a strip club and takes a liking to the reader who is a stripper. Then he finds out that she’s a new transfer student who ends up in his class.

Screwed (Part 2) (Professor!Jensen x stripper/student!reader) (smut) - After Jensen shows up at the strip club again, the reader decides to have a word with him but it doesn’t go as expected.

Lil' Guy (Jensen x reader) - The reader has 5 year old twins and has been dating Jensen for quite a while. While her daughter adores him, her son continually gives him a hard time despite Jensen being in love with the whole family.

Hot Texas Cop (Sheriff!Jensen x reader) - Sheriff Ackles thinks he’s helping out with a little driving safety video. He doesn’t realize it’s actually a commercial for the whole state.

Hot Texas Cop (Part 2) (Sheriff!Jensen x reader) - Sheriff Ackles isn’t a big fan of being recognized in public.

Miscommunication (Jensen x reader) - The reader goes on a date with a guy she met at a party but there’s a bit of an age gap between them.

The Warmth Within (Jensen x director!reader) - The reader is excited to be directing Supernatural for the first time but one of the lead actors is in a bad mood and has a bone to pick with her.

Heat (Firefighter!Jensen x reader) - The reader doesn’t get along with neighbor Jensen until a fire breaks out in her home one night.

Rugrat (Jensen x Actress!reader) - The reader shows up to set on her first day with a shy 3 year old that is instantly drawn to Jensen.

Trying (Jensen x Spanish Teacher!reader) - Jensen is a student in the reader’s Spanish class but he’s an easily embarrassed student.

Who Ya Gonna Call? (Jensen x reader) - It’s Halloween and the Padalecki’s are determined to get their friends together once and for all. Jensen and the reader have other plans.

A Weekend Inside (Dom!Jensen x sub!reader) - Jensen is home for the weekend and decides to have some fun with the reader.

Frenemies (Jensen x reader) - Jensen and the reader do not get along on set. Jared decides to take things into his own hands and handcuff them together until they can work out their differences.

Comfort (Jensen x reader) - Jensen and the reader have an intense day of filming together that results in more than a few secrets shared.

Secret Santa (Jensen x reader) - The reader is participating in the SPN cast & crew Secret Santa exchange for the first time when she ends up drawing Jensen’s name.

The Curious Incident of Episode 14x09 (Jensen/Michael!Jensen x reader) - The reader is filming the last scene of episode 14x09 with her costars late Friday night when strange things start happening on set and even stranger things to her boyfriend, Jensen.

Bundles of Joy (Alpha!Jensen x Omega!reader) - The reader has been feeling ill since Thanksgiving and her Alpha, Jensen, has noticed it’s affected her holiday spirit this year.

Proud Of You (Jensen x reader) - Jensen has been helping the reader train for a marathon and is keeping her motivated along the way.

Second Chances (Jensen x reader) - The reader runs into her ex, Jensen, when she guest stars on Supernatural and he wants to pick things up where they left off.

Don’t Shave (Jensen x reader) (smut) - Jensen’s home for his long summer break which means his hiatus beard is in full effect.

Attention (Jensen x reader) (implied smut) - The reader posts a picture of Jensen in order to bring some attention to a cause and winds up attracting someone else’s.

Empty Space (Jensen x reader) - The reader meets Jensen on the street after a near accident and the pair end up becoming best friends. After she goes through a bad breakup though, they start to find their own relationship might be on the rocks too.

Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy (Cowboy!Jensen x reader) (smut) - After the reader’s date doesn’t show up at a bar one night, she gets to know the man sitting at the other end.

Size King (Jensen x reader) (smut) - Jensen’s in for a treat tonight when he wants to try out a bigger toy than normal for him.

AlphaX (Alpha!Jensen x omega!reader) (smut) - The reader runs into her co-worker, Jensen, one night but he’s practically feral and not at all like the kind Alpha she’s seen him as. But something else may be causing his reaction towards her, something that they both have to live with.

The Archer (Jensen x reader) - The reader hasn’t been getting along with her co-worker, Jensen, lately. Thankfully she has her Archer online dating match to bring up her spirits.

Sick (Jensen x reader) - Jensen wakes up sick on the morning of a con and the reader tries to help him through the day.

Cider & Donuts (Alpha!Jensen x omega!reader) - Jensen and the pups try to make some cookies for the reader on a fall day.

Nothing Day (Jensen x reader) - When Jensen notices the reader getting overwhelmed, he makes her take a Nothing Day.

Date Night (Jensen x reader) - The reader and Jensen have their weekly date night, even if they’re in different cities.

Take It Off (Omega!Jensen x alpha!reader) (smut) - Jensen teases the reader and ends up attracting the attention of another Alpha, something that makes the reader reminder him who he belongs to. Until her Omega decides to play a game of his own that is.

Breathe (Jensen x reader) (smut) - The reader is having an off day and wants to be left alone. Jensen on the other hand comes up with the perfect plan to make the reader feel wanted.

Twisted (Jensen x reader) - The reader goes to a sleepover at her boyfriend Jensen’s place but the night doesn’t end well when she starts feeling insecure.

Unexpected (Jensen x reader) - The reader and Jensen discover their odds of having children are low and look into adoption. When they end up fostering a teenager though, they realize what they thought they wanted might be right in front of them.

Mardi Gras (Jensen x reader) (smut) - A year after Jensen’s reign as King for Mardi Gras, the reader has a surprise for him. Only he has one for her as well.

Wrong Number (Jensen x reader) - An accidental text message leads to something more between Jensen and the reader.

Wrong Number (Part 2) (Jensen x reader) - The reader has second thoughts about meeting up with Jensen in person until he comes up with a plan that works for them both.

Mated (Alpha!Jensen x Omega!reader) - The reader discovers that her old school classmate is in fact her true mate and she’s not sure how to feel about that at first.

Best Laid Plans (Jensen x reader) - When Jensen starts acting strange around the reader, she has a talk with Jared to ease her worries. In doing so, she reveals a secret of her own and may just put an end to her friendship with Jensen for good.

Love Notes (Jensen x reader) - After the show has finished filming, Jensen’s returned home and is feeling a little off. The reader decides to make a scavenger hunt to cheer him up with a fun surprise waiting at the end.

More Than Words (Jensen x reader) - The reader and her boyfriend Jensen have been together for years but she feels him slipping away when the physical distance between them starts affecting their relationship. She decides to end things for both their sakes when she feels him stop caring and tries to move on with her life. But an afternoon get together is going to change hers forever and she now has to figure out what that means for both her and Jensen.

Dark Little Places (Jensen x reader) - The reader makes an out of the blue comment about being happy which concerns Jensen that she might not be as happy as she seems to be.

All The Friends With Benefits (Jensen x reader) - The reader and Jensen are attending their friends Halloween party when they start flirting a little too hard for their own good.

All The Friends With Benefits (Part 2) (Jensen x reader) - The reader and Jensen are home from a trip and have just finished up enjoying some one on one time when some unexpected visitors drop by.

I Got You (Part 1) (Jensen x reader) - The reader is celebrating her two year anniversary with her fiance when her best friend from childhood, Jensen, calls. Something’s wrong with him and he tries to play it off once he remembers what night it is for her but the reader isn’t budging and that may be a good thing for the both of them.

I Got You (Part 2) (Jensen x reader) - The reader has a quieter morning with Jensen while trying to convince him that he needs to talk to his family sooner rather than later if he wants to start feeling better.

The One Who Got Away (Jensen x reader) - While out with friends one night, the reader bumps into her old high school best friend, Jensen. They always had a will they, won’t they relationship but the reader finds things with Jensen don’t seem to be going as well she thinks they are.

Honey & Sweetheart (Jensen x reader) - The reader talks to Jensen and a special friend about struggling with parts of the finale.

Christmas Card (Photographer!Jensen x reader) - The reader and her family are getting some Christmas photos done when the reader inadvertently leaves her phone behind. When she goes to retrieve it, she gets to talking to the photographer.

Walk Me Home (Jensen x reader) - Jared is hosting a small dinner party and introduces his new co-star to his old one where they seem to hit it off.

Bring It On Home (Jensen x daughter!reader) - After one of her regular customers catches her boss stealing her tips, the reader gets a job from Jensen. She figures he’s just being a nice guy but after a run in with a stranger they both learn exactly what they really are to one another.

Dean’s Day (Jensen x reader, Dean x reader) - The reader is missing Dean one day. Jensen decides she doesn’t have to miss him at all and allows the reader, and even Dean, the opportunity to have a fun day together.

Start Over (Jensen x reader) - Jensen invites his old co-star down to Texas for the week and his soon to be ex-wife is not happy about it.

The Dark Knight (Part 1) (Batman!Jensen x reader) - While walking home from her cocktail waitress job one evening, the reader is saved by the infamous Batman. A few weeks later though while serving the city’s playboy billionaire Jensen Ackles, some things start to fit together in a way she didn’t expect.

The Dark Knight (Part 2) (Batman!Jensen x reader) - The reader is beginning to realize dating Batman is harder than it seems, especially when Jensen takes some unnecessary risks. But things could strain when the reader’s secret is uncovered.

Dessert (Jensen x reader) (with Jared) (smut) - It’s the reader’s birthday and Jensen thinks she’s acting like a brat when she insists on getting her dessert first.

The Artist (Jensen x reader) - A big job offer promotion leads to an even bigger fight between the reader and Jensen.

Costner To My Houston (Jensen x bodyguard!reader) - When Jensen receives a threatening letter from a known killer, the reader is hired as protection for him. It’s a great idea except Jensen’s not a fan of having an extra shadow.

Clubhouse (Jensen x reader) - While serving some guests one afternoon on the golf course, the reader winds up attracting the attention of one of the players.

Fanboy (Jensen x reader) - The reader’s been secretly writing Dean Winchester fanfiction without her fiance, Jensen, knowing. But maybe it wasn’t the secret she thought it was.

Thief (Jensen x foster daughter!reader) - The reader has been breaking into homes in a nice neighborhood when one night, one of the owners catches her. He makes her a deal though in order to not call the police which results in her in need of a new foster home and him making her another offer.

Just Breathe (Bodyguard!Jensen x reader) - The reader is more than thrilled when her overbearing bodyguard informs her that she no longer needs his services. A threat is still out there though and when the ready finds herself in a bad situation, she goes against when her bodyguard taught her. She’s pretty sure he’ll kill her when he finds her but she may just see a side to him she’s yet to discover.

Last Night (Jensen x reader) - The reader is in for a surprise when she finds out the guy from the bar last night shows up on stage at a convention.

Sweet Dreams (Jensen x reader) - After watching a horror movie at Jensen’s place one night, the reader can’t sleep and Jensen tries to help her get a restful night.

Home Sweet Not Home (Jensen x Hunter!reader) - The reader wakes up in bed next to a familiar but oh so strange man.

[hell-hounds-lair]

[jawritter]

Broken Me...

Ch. 12

Summery: The Dallas Convention couldn't have come at a worse time for Jensen. His world fell apart earlier that morning, but was expected to just act like everything was normal. You and a friend were at the convention for her birthday. Life hasn't been that great for you either, but a forced meeting on stage changes two worlds. Will you be able to put this broken man back together again...

Series Warings: Cheating, shitty marriage, Danneel is a bitch, I unfortunately have to put that as a warning because some people tend to get turnt up about it if you don’t... Smut, Crying, Suiside Attempt, brief discription of suicide attempt and recovery, depression, hints of self loathing, language. I think that’s it... Suicide Trigger warnings will be placed over each chapter!

Chapter Warnings: Smut, unproteced sex, oral, female recieving, talk of anxiety and depression, language, that’s about it I think...

Word Count: 2277

A/N: BINGE READ TIME!! As always all mistakes are mine! Please do not copy my work! Feedback is gold!! Hope you all enjoy this one!!

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Jensen's POV:

It had been roughly two weeks since landing in Vancouver, and if there was one thing Jensen knew for certain it’s that he hated having to go to that therapy, but he did it to get everyone off his back. 

He knows why he did what he did. He didn’t think he needed someone analyzing him like a damn test subject to 'tell him how he really feels,' or 'what the real problem seems to be.’ He knows what the problem is. 

He’s well aware of what he did... 

He’s not going to do it again... 

Because there's something he realized...

He’s got way too much to lose... 

His kids still need him... 

Danneel text him yesterday, and said she would call later this week if he was feeling up to it to work out a weekend visit for the kids. 

Work had gotten a lot better. Not that he ever disliked what he did. It's what he lives for. When he first started slipping into the depression, about a year after getting married to Danneel, everything seemed draining to him. Even the things he loved. 

Since you had come into his life, things he once enjoyed he was now enjoying again. You were always there for him, even when he was too stubborn to admit he needed you to be. Always watching out for him. When things get too heavy you’re not afraid to help him. 

You weren’t afraid to sit up at night when he couldn’t sleep. Everytime he feels like something is headed his way he can't handle, and he’s about to slip, it’s almost like you know, and come to wrap your arms around him... Letting him know you’re there. He’s not alone..

Everything he thought would never be fixed, it was slowly starting to not seem too devastating.. Which made him understand even more that what he did, he should have never done.. When you’re battling depression things seem bigger than what they really are, like you just can’t ever recover from whatever your facing, when that’s not really the case.. That’s what happened to him, slowly though you were showing him that he could, and he’d forever be grateful for that, for you....

The way you look at him, so completely devoted... 

There was doubt in his mind that you love him. He never had to worry about if he had to work all day long, he’d come home to you screwing another man.. You wait on him, hand and foot. Almost too much. Because he didn’t think he deserved half of the things you did for him...

He’d never had a woman do that for him. He’d never felt what it felt like to be truly loved. Unconditionally and completely. Without some hidden agenda.

Tonight the two of you were meeting Jared and Gen at a local restaurant for dinner.. She had flown in for a few weeks with the boys, and she wanted us to go out to dinner with them.

Jensen knew she was still friends with Danneel, but that was her business, and he wasn’t going to hold it against her.. 

You don't seem to be worried about it either. 

"You ready babe?" Jensen yells,l toward the bathroom. Slipping his jacket over his shoulders. Then turning around and grabbing yours. 

"I'm coming!!" You yelled toward the living room. 

A few minutes later you walk out of the bathroom and he had to pick his jaw up off the floor. He’d never seen you all done up before, and damn! 

You were honestly the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. 

The way your black dress hugged you in just the right place. Showing just enough to drive him crazy. your long y/h/c hair curled and playing the middle of your back. Barely any makeup, but you didn't need it.

"You okay handsome?" You asked, salturing up to him in your black heels. Wrapping your arms around his neck as he threw the jack over the chair next to him so that he could pull you as close to him as possible. 

"You are beautiful." Was all he could get out before pressing his lips to yours. Kissing you deeply. 

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Your POV:

"Come on we're gonna be late." You tell him once he finally breaks from kissing you to breath. 

His eyes were an astonishing shade of green tonight, and if you looked into them you couldn't think clearly.

Jensen made a strange growling noise as his trailing soft kisses down your neck, and up to your ear. Running his teeth lightly over your ear lobe. Causing a shiver to rip through you. 

"Think we're not gonna make it out the door babe." He said in a husky deep voice that made your knees weak.

"Jared will hunt you down and kill you." You tell him, taking a deep breath trying to clear your head in order to resist the attack he was currently doing to your throat.. 

"Fine." He said, nipping your nick just hard enough to make you gasp. Causing him to to chuckle to himself. Eyes raking over you like a five star meal that had been placed in front of a starving man as he grabbed your coat. Slipping it over your shoulder. 

"To be continued then." He whispered in your ear. Your body heats up in anticipation of the promise that was laced thick in his deep voice…

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So far the dinner was going quite well. As the restaurant started to get crowded you could feel Jensen shifting uncomfortably in his seat next to you. You reach over under the table and grab his hand. He laced his finger in yours. Completely covering your hand with his.

"J? You okay man?" Jared asked, eyeing him suspiciously. 

Jensen quickly cleared his throat. Sitting up straighter in his chair. Still holding on tightly to your hand. 

"Yeah... Yeah I'm fine. Just a little tired." He said, trying to shake it off.

Gen watched him closely. Eyes searching him.

 "Liar." She finally said. Earning a raised eyebrow and an offended look from Jensen...

"Come on Jensen don't shut people out. Let us help you." 

The light mood of the evening changes in an instant. You could feel him stiffen next to you. You knew what was wrong. You knew since his last bout with depression that ended in him almost killing himself tight places seemed to make him agitated. 

Not because he was afraid of people. He still loved his fans. Always messing with people on Twitter and other social media. 

It was the questions. 

He didn't want to be confronted with questions. 

Jensen had a real 'I'm a man, and I don't need help or anyone asking me questions.' Problem that he was still working his way through, asking for help didn’t always come easy to him, and he didn’t want to seem weak at all..

"Gen. I'm fine. I'm just getting tired. I've been up since three this morning. I had to do the same shower sex scene more than seven takes. The water was fucking cold, and I'm just not in the mood for that." He said flatly. You look across the crowded restaurant and see two people with professional looking cameras hiding behind a booth wall Jensen had just gestured towards...

You had gotten to know Jensen pretty well. You had been with him almost every waking moment from the moment he showed up at your hotel door in Dallas. He told you things that he hasn't told anyone. With that being said you could tell he'd just about had enough of the day, and this dinner, not to mention this conversation..

"Maybe it's time to get going." You tell him, running your thumb lightly over his hand. 

"Yeah Gen it's getting late we need to go relieve the babysitter. We should have been home an hour ago." Jared said, both of them standing. 

You all said your goodbyes. Walking to your cars. The lighter mood returning as you all step out into the cool Vancouver air.

Jensen held your door open as you slid into your seat. You watched as he walked around the car. Getting in he slams the door, pulling you to him he crashes his lips into yours. Slipping his tongue into your mouth. Tongues battling for dominance. 

His hand traveling up your inner thigh, playing with your pantie line. Before finally pulling away, and throwing the car into drive. 

"We need to get home. Now." He growled. Sending shiver and anticipation down your spine, and a deep arousal to your core.. 

Throwing the door open to your apartment Jensen carried you bridal style into the master bedroom. Sitting on your feet carefully next to the bed he wraps his muscular arms around your waist. Pulling you against his toned body. 

Finding your lips again he picks up where he left off in the car. Kissing you until your lips were swollen. Then working his way from your lips to your ear. Then down to your neck. Kissing your shoulders as he slipped the straps away. One arm was still wrapped securely around you while the other hand grabbed the zipper in the back of your dress. Pulling it down slowly. His fingers lightly brushing your back as he goes. Causing a fire to light somewhere deep in your belly.

He never broke eye contact with you as your dress slid down your body, pooling at the floor around your feet. He brought his lips to your again. Kissing you passionately as he unhooked your bra. Throwing it to the floor next to the two of you. With one hand he pulled the hem of your panties. Causing them to fall to the floor around your feet. 

Taking a step back he took a long hungry look at you. Taking all of you in. His chest rising and falling heavily as he looked at you.

“God damn baby you get more beautiful every time I see you.” He growled...

Coming back to you in one smooth movement he picked you up, and sat you down on the bed against the pillows. Hovering over you as he watched you slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Skidding it off his shoulders he shrugged out of the sleeves. Leaving it on the floor next to your clothes. 

You run your hands lightly over the toned muscles of his chest and his soft stomach. Feeling them tighten and relax under your touch. A shiver ripping through his body as you run your fingers down his stomach. Undoing his belt and jeans. In one swift movement he quickly removes his pants and boxers. Leaving himself exposed to you completely. 

Getting back to his hovering position over you. Leaning down he leaves kisses from your neck to your breast. Taking his time with each of them. Pulling his teeth teasingly over your nipples. Sucking slightly as he moves down your stomach. Taking little nips at your skin as he goes. 

Moving down your thighs. One then the other. Dragging his perfectly straight teeth over your skin, driving you insane as his tongue follows, sweeping back up your body to the apex of your hips. 

Your body withering underneath him with need. Finally when you thought you couldn't take it anymore he slides his mouth over your aching core. Causing a sharp gasp to escape you. Followed by a string of moans as he expertly moves his tongue over your most sensitive parts. Driving you closer to the edge. Pulling away right before you're pushed over. Leaving you aching for him as he runs his tongue up your body moving to the bend of your neck. 

Kissing and sucking the sensitive skin there. Leaving his mark on you. One that was going to be really hard to hide in the morning. You didn't care though. You were his and you didn't care who saw it.

Finally you couldn't take it anymore. 

"Jensen please!" You beg. Squirming under his touch. Need making it impossible to stay still. Putting his forehead to yours he positioned himself at your entrance. Sliding his thick, hard length into you slowly. Never breaking eye contact with you. 

Giving you a moment to adjust before he pulled himself out slowly, then pushing harder back into you. Slowly he repeated this action. Over and over again. Never breaking eye contact with you. Moaning as you run your fingernails down his back to his hips. Then back up again. 

Finally he started to pick up his pace. Hitting in just the right places with every thrust. Driving closer and closer to your end as his own pace began to pick up speed again and become sloppy. Your walls quivering around him. About to spill over the edge.

"Come for y/n." He whispers as he spills into you. Unable to hold back his own release, pulling you over the edge with his. Rocking himself into you as both of you both rode out your high.

Later as you lay in each other's arms. Him playing with your hair absent-mindedly. You tracing the freckles that are sprinkled across his chest and shoulders with your fingers.  

You were dozing. Slipping onto a deep content sleep. No. He wasn't perfect. He had his problems. He had his insecurities. Just like you had yours. But he was yours and you were his. At this moment. That's all that mattered. All other problems didn't exist as long as you were wrapped in his arms. 

No matter what tomorrow held for you, or what struggles he might face, he had you, and that’s how it would always be...

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i'm going feral without him. his smile is everything. i want him.

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Unexpected: Part One

Description:  A bad date lead you to Family Business Beer Co. where you met the last person you would have expected that night. Jensen Ackles. Your relationship blossomed after that night, turning into something you were afraid to lose.

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Female Reader

Relationship: Eventual Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word Count: 596 (It’s short, I know. But, y’all know I love leaving you with cliff hangers. ;) )

Warnings: Explicit Language, Little Fluff

A/N: Hey y’all! So, this is the start to my Jensen series. I don’t really have a set number of parts for this. Just assume this will be a decently sized series. I hope y’all enjoy!

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You walked into Family Business Beer Co., hoping to get drunk enough to forget about the date you just faked a family emergency to get out of.

God, that guy was such a bore.

You slid into an empty barstool of the crowded bar, looking over the menu as you tried to decide what you wanted to drink. You bit at your lipstick covered lip. What will get me drunk the fastest?

A gruff voice broke you from your browsing, “What can I get for you?”

You looked up. Olive eyes making you lose all conscious thought. Fuck.

He smiled, “Need help deciding?”

You laughed, both out of embarrassment and humor, “Hoping you had something to make me lose my short-term memory. And quick.”

He chuckled, “Bad day?”

You rolled your eyes and dramatically sighed, “Bad date. The worst.”

He fiddled with bottles on the bar as he sympathized with a large smile, “Ah. I could see how that would make you want to get drunk.” He wiped at the glass in his hand, “So,” he poured amber liquid into the glass and slid it across the bartop towards you, “boring? Talked too much? Really cocky?”

You sipped at the liquid. Ah, whiskey. “Boring. The most boring person I have literally ever met.” You ran a hand through your curled locks, “He literally could have bored me to death if I didn’t lie about a family emergency to escape.”

He chuckled, “Sounds pretty bad.”

You scoffed, “Yeah. It’s pretty sad I skipped out on my free food because of it too.” You picked up the menu again, “What would you recommend?”

He raised a brow towards you with a smirk, “Tell you what, I’ll surprise you with some of my favorites.”

You eagerly nodded, “That would be great.”

He disappeared into the kitchen, leaving you to nurse your whiskey. You looked around towards the other patrons of the bar. Miscellaneous couples, whether romantic or not, were scattered around the bar, a few groups of people hung around booths, and other singles sat at the bar alongside you.

You were staring out the tall windows to your right, watching the night sky turn from light blue to shades of orange, pinks and purples, when you snapped your head towards the clearing of a throat. “Your order is in. I hope you like what I picked,” he winked.

You melted slightly at the gesture and giggled, “I’m sure I will.”  

You sipped at your whiskey as you waited for your food. You scrolled through social media, drowning in pictures and status updates from your favorite celebrities and friends.

A few plates of food were slid into place in front of you. You looked up to a beaming smile and a playful glint in a sea of green eyes, “Try everything. Let me know what you think.” He winked again, making you melt all over again.

You nodded, “Okay.” You looked over the plates, the large amount of food being something you couldn’t finish yourself, “You want some of this too? I won’t be able to eat of this.”

He chuckled, “I’ll come join you when things settle down a bit.”

He walked away to tend to other patrons as you munched on your food. Everything he picked was delicious and made you glad that you skipped out on your date.

He slid another whiskey and some water in front of you as he cleared his throat, “I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Jensen. Jensen Ackles.”

You smiled, fully knowing who he was, “Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N.”

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[our-jensen-ackles-love]

Flashes; Chapter Twenty-Seven

Summary: Playboy Jensen Ackles is hurting his television show’s image. Every time he promised to get his act together, it’d last for about a week before pictures emerge of him half-drunk with some broad on his arm. Fed up and desperate, his agent decides their only hope to save some face is to write up a contract with a nobody girl who could use the money while getting to play the role of Jensen’s girlfriend.

It was only for a year and it was only for the photos.  But feelings don’t always follow the rules, do they?

Author: @our-jensen-ackles-love

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 2267

Warnings: allllll the fluff.

A/N: The italics are a flashback.

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Chapter Twenty-Seven

Jensen

One month later.

Thankfully, one of the many perks of being somewhat of a celebrity was being able to afford a really good lawyer. Like the kind you see in television shows threatening to rip the plaintiff a new asshole. And with an ass-ripping good lawyer came the sped up process of trying to gain custody of my daughter.

Some days were easier than others to wrap my head around the fact that I was a father. Other days I wanted to bang my head against the wall and take it all back. It couldn’t believe that out of all the women I had been with over the years – the one I wanted absolutely nothing to do with happened to fall pregnant.

Trying to be as civil as possible for the sake of my relationship and for my daughter, Danneel had suggested the idea of joint custody. After weighing the pros and cons with Y/N, we agreed that it would be the more ideal situation for all of us.

“My client would like to have a fifty-fifty custody agreement,” the young man stated from across the table; his baby face shining in the bright light of the office. “But she will still be seeking out child support.”

“There is no need for child support,” I stated, keeping my eyes straight and avoiding glancing in the direction that I knew Dee was sitting in, most likely with her coy little smirk. “I am willing to cover all expenses retaining to Justice Jay.”

“All expenses?” Danneel’s shrill voice washed over me. “You are willing to pay for all of her expenses.”

Nodding, I made sure to say my next sentence slowly. “Yes, but with conditions.”

“What kind of conditions?”

Unfolding the paper that I had prepared several days ago, with the help of my lawyer, I slid it across the table so that the pair of them could review it while I explained vaguely what I meant. “Meaning I will cover things like the essentials; school expenses, doctors’ appointments and the transportation that will get her to and from my house.”

The young looking lawyer shifted in his seat, sliding the paper closer to Dee. “And what about the child support needed during pregnancy and the last three years of Justice’s life?”

“For that I am more than willing to go to public court, but after consulting with Gerald,” I answered, slowly nodding in the direction of the older man sitting next to me. “We have decided that there is no reason for me to pay for those things because I was unaware of the child to begin with.”

“But - ”

I raised a single finger towards the rag-tag pair across from me. “If you look at the birth certificate, you will see that I am not listed as the father.”

“The DNA test proves otherwise.”

Not being able to stop my smile, I made sure to direct my tone and attention towards Danneel. “I have a witness who is willing to show proof that the pregnancy was assumed to have not carried past nine weeks.”

There was a scoff from her. “Gen would never do that.”

“Really? You really think that you are that good of a friend?” I was almost laughing at her enraged expression, but decided to keep my composure. “Tell me, when was the last time that you called her asking for something that wasn’t going to benefit you.”

Just like I had expected, she remained gravely quiet.

“Now, if we could please continue, I have a date tonight that I really can’t miss.”

--

After another two hours of back and forth, working out all the kinks of the agreement, I was finally free for the evening. We agreed to have our lawyers meet up once more to make sure there wasn’t anything else to add on, but for the first time in Danneel’s life – she was making something easy.

As much as I was enjoying my victory now, I knew that it would most likely be short lived.

It probably helped that Gerald was terrifying in court, but I were trying to keep my business down low for the time being. So, going through a mediator seemed to be the more tame choice for the moment.

Barely stepping through the glass doors and into the suffocating humid heat that Austin always brought year round, I let out a somewhat relieved sigh. The first steps of getting JJ were happening, despite the circumstances.

“Hey!” A voice sang out, interrupting my thoughts.

I turned around to see Y/N walking towards me with two to-go cups in her hands, wearing that little sundress I loved on her so much. She was lucky we were in public right now because I really needed a way to relieve some stress. “Hey there beautiful.”

Her cheeks flushed like they always did at her pet name before she handed me one of the cups. “I brought you some coffee,” she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “I figured you might need it after all that.”

“All I really need is you.”

Another deeper blush took over causing her cheeks to redden. She took a slow sip of her cup before I followed her action. “So, how was it?”

Swallowing the warm, semi-bitter liquid, I thought about what had just went down several feet above where we were standing. “It went.. well.”

“Well?”

“Yeah,” I paused to take another sip before reaching for Y/N’s hand and pulling her towards the open fountain in front of the tall city building. “I mean, I think because I offered to basically pay for the big things, Dee is actually okay with this agreement.”

Y/N nodded her head as she thought it over. She sat herself along the edge of the fountain, her ankles crossing while she brought her cup back to her lips. “I still think you should have filed for full custody.”

I gave a shrug, still standing above her frame. “As much as I would love that, I can’t do that to JJ just yet. Dee is all she knows, right now.”

“When did you gain a soul, Ackles?”

A laugh escaped me as I looked over at the look of awe on her face. “I don’t think you need to hear that answer.”

“Oh, no.” Her eyebrow quirked as she looked up at me expectantly; causing my thoughts to wander to a not very appreciate place. “Now I have to know.”

I didn’t answer, instead I took several slow sips of my drink, savoring the bitterness of my black coffee. I watched as Y/N shifted in her spot once she realized my eyes were on her, thinking back to that night when I saw her across the bar.

--

“I can’t believe you brought me to this dive,” I groaned, eyeing the hole in the wall once more while sipping on my luke-warm beer.

Russ rolled his eyes while stuffing another shot of something clear into my free hand. “Dude, just let it go. I’m sorry I don’t have the money do get us into that new club opening up downtown, but I promise this place has just as good drinks.”

“You know, I would have paid for us to get in. Possibly even bottle service.”

Instead of answering, Russ just tilted his small glass towards me before tossing it back and turning his attention to some of his work buddies. It had been by chance that we ran into each other while I was in the city, but I had made the mistake of telling him we should hang out sometime.

I just didn’t know that ‘sometime’ would be two hours later.

Tuning out the group’s work talk, I started scoping out the place. There were a handful of women there, but only three of them looked to be alone. A leggy blonde was sitting towards the back of the bar, that look of loneliness evident as she traced what appeared to be an empty ring finger. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to deal with the emotions that always followed a hook-up after a fresh divorce. Another woman with hot pink hair seemed to be drunkenly throwing herself at the group of guys hanging around the only pool table in the place, so that most likely was no-go for me – she probably had already slept with half the people around her by the way they were just shrugging her off. No one liked a town bike and I was nowhere near drunk enough to even entertain that idea.

Then there was the girl at the bar, who despite being all alone wore a tilted smile of confidence.

The bartender appeared to tell her something she clearly wasn’t fond of as she made a bit of a face, her nose wrinkling up in the cutest way possible when he placed a large glass of water in front of her. I watched as she took the smallest sip before turning herself around to look at her surroundings – possibly for the first time all night by the looks of it.

It got me wondering just how long she had been parked in that seat.

Then she stood up, almost tripping over her heels, showing off that figure in a little black dress and it got me thinking about how long she had been there without someone trying to make a move on her.

“Hey,” I nudged Russ, to which he turned himself towards me with only an ear. “I’m going to step over to where the music is playing. Maybe see if I can get this place moving a little bit.”

If he answered me, I wasn’t aware because I had my sights zeroed in on the woman before me who looked to be deep in thought about her choice of music. I watched as she appeared to finally look content on whatever she had clicked on.

Once I heard that steady bumping of the bass vibrating through the speakers – I knew I had to find a way to get her home with me.

“White Stripes fan?” I asked.

She jumped in her place, before turning around slowly to look at me. It must have been a full minute before she spoke again as she looked me over, making me think that she must have recognized me. In reality, usually when women figured out who I was, they were more than willing to follow the trail back to my place.

A small, flirty grin graced those lips of hers. “Can’t go wrong with a classic, right?”

The fact that she even knew that Seven Nation Army was a classic might have made my heart skip a beat, but instead a laugh escaped me. “You could not be more right.”

I watched as her eyes fluttered from where I was before her to where Russ’s little group was standing, closer to the door of the joint. When her attention turned back towards me, a look of caution was present. “Did your friends send you over here to put on something better?”

Glancing over to where the guys appeared to have barely noticed I had left, I shook my head. “Do you want me to be honest?”

“Only thing I’ve ever wanted in life,” she answered, that tilted grin from earlier back on her face. Something about it made my insides feel warm, but I chalked it up more than likely it was just the liqueur and beer mixing in my stomach.

“I made a bet with them,” I lied, keeping my head up high. “I said I could leave with the most attractive girl here tonight.”

A small blush bloomed across her cheeks. “Any luck finding her?”

Was this girl serious? Did she not know what she looked like tonight? I stole a glance around the bar for added effect before focusing back on her. “Have you taken a look around here? You are by far the most gorgeous woman here.”

Her chin jutted in the direction of the loud group of women I had chosen to ignore earlier. It was obvious they were there to partake in bachelorette activities, like getting so drunk the bride to-be doesn’t even remember the name of the man she is supposed to marry in the morning. “You have a whole crowd of them over there.”

I couldn’t help the face that I made at her comment. “Now why would I want to take advantage of a drunk woman trying to live it up on her last night of freedom?”

“Who says I’m not drunk?”

I grinned at her, loving the challenge. “Prove me wrong when we get out of here.”

She took one last look around the place, almost like she was trying to weigh out her option. I was feeling pretty good about myself up until the moment right now when she was hesitating. The way she was chewing on that bottom lip was starting to make my slacks a little bit tighter. “Lead the way.”

Little did I know that my little dare would lead to just what I needed.

--

“Are you ever going to answer me?”

“Yes,” I chuckled, downing the last drops of coffee before tossing it in the recycle bin behind me.

“Anytime soon?”

Reaching down, I laced my fingers with hers. “How about we head back to Momma’s and I can explain it to you there?”

Her brow furrowed. “You can’t just tell me now?”

“Maybe I want it to be a surprise.”

--

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[marcelllyn]

No ideas, no enthusiasm, no patience. God, a writer's life is a constant oscillation between the desire to have and the boredom of possessing.

[lucisfavoritedemon]

Double Life: Part 3

Title: Double Life

Pairing: Eventual Jensen x Reader

Summary: You are a YouTuber who also happens to be an actor. You do YouTube when acting jobs seem to go scarce. One day you get a call from your manager saying he has found something that peaks your interest. What happens when you meet your co-star and your characters love interest? Will you keep it professional or will you let your feelings get to you?

Warnings: Embarrassed!Jensen, sad!Jensen, negative thoughts, some fluff

Square Filled: Slow Burn

Word Count: 1226

A/N: This is the second part to the Slow burn square for @spnfluffbingo

Double Life Masterlist

Jensen’s POV:

First day of filming, so excited for Y/N to join the cast this season. She is super talented, and she is really nice. I can’t help how I just feel complete when she’s around. I just hope Jared doesn’t turn her into his next prank wars victim, but also something tells me that she could handle him and put Jared in his place.

I saw her standing off to the side just watching us do the first scene. She looked stunned and amazed at how fast and easily we transformed into these characters. It was the coolest thing to see her reaction. Though, she didn’t stick around for long after we started, but she stayed long enough for me to get a little flustered.

~*~

After filming a few scenes we were given a break to get ready for the afternoon. That meant lunch, costume changes, and touch up on hair and makeup. I was super excited and nervous for the afternoon filming because now Y/N was joining in. I just don’t want to make a fool of myself in front of her. That would be super embarrassing.

“Hey, you excited for Dean to meet his love interest?” Jared came up and asked.

“Yeah, I actually am. I mean maybe if it were someone else I would be hesitant, but Y/N is super talented and amazing, and she just seems so right for the roll.”

“Wow sounds like someone might have a little crush on his co star,”Jared teased.

“I mean if I did could you blame me?”

“Well personally I don’t think she is all that pretty, but that’s because I already found the most beautiful girl in the world.”

“That is true. I just wish I could find someone I could talk about the way you talk about Gen. I think, if Y/N was interested, we would last for a while, but I mean, it’s hard to make relationships work in our profession.”

“Hey look on the brightside she could turn out to be everything you want and more. You just never know until you try.” Jared patted my back before walking away to costumes.

He was right though I could never know how things would work out until I tried. I just can’t help but think about the negative because it’s the first thing my mind goes to. What if she isn’t into me like that? What if she actually already has a man she loves in her life?

I kept thinking about all these different scenarios in my head all the way up until I saw her walking up to set. I couldn’t help but smile and wave, and I honestly can’t believe what came out of my mouth next: “There’s the newby. You ready to shoot your first scene?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” She just smiled and stood there looking at me for a while and I couldn’t help but get this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Not a bad feeling, but a warm and fuzzy feeling.

~*~

After filming for the day I was gonna go ask Y/N if she wanted to join Jared and I for a movie night, but when I found her she looked at her phone smiling and took off. I just let her go because I just knew that she was taken. Oh well it never works out for people like us anyways, so maybe it’s for the best. I just couldn’t help but have this sinking feeling in me.

This was a new thing for me and I don’t know how to handle it. I just can’t help but want to kick myself for not asking. Now I’ll never really know what could have been.

~*~  

“Come on dude you don’t know that. She could have had something waiting for her at her apartment. You can’t just jump to conclusions like that. You have to look at the positive.”

“You had to be there, this smile wasn’t a ‘yay I just got the thing that I ordered, delivered to my house.’ This was a smile of ‘oh my gosh I need to see them now.’”

“Dude call her and ask if she wants to join us if not tonight, tomorrow. I know she won’t truly say no to you.”

“Fine, but if she says no I’m gonna say I told you so.” I said before grabbing my phone and calling her.

It rang twice before a cheery voice answered, “hey Jensen!”

“Hey Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to join Jared and I for a movie night? We would order pizza and kind of get to know each other a little bit.” I said trying to sound upbeat.

“That sounds awesome, but I am actually visiting an old friend.” I knew it. “Could I get a rain check though?” That was surprising I thought she would definitely say no. At this point I turn to Jared and start talking.

“Yeah of course maybe we could all hang out tomorrow since we don't have any filming to do?”

“Yeah sounds like a plan just let me know where and we could meet up or something.” I couldn’t believe my luck.

“Sounds like a plan then. See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.”

I was super excited to see her tomorrow even though Jared was going to be there, but maybe things will work out in the end. I hope.

~*~

Jared and I had Y/N text us the address of her friend since she said she stayed there for the night. When Y/N came out there was a girl with her, they hugged and then she got in the van.

“I’m glad you invited me to join you guys. Jess thinks that it’ll be good for me. I’m going through a lot. I agree it could be good. Plus, I want to get to know you guys a little bit better.”

“Yeah, we also want to get to know you a little bit more as well.” Jared said smiling at her.

“Yeah, I agree,” I said not thinking, probably embarrassing myself.

We pulled up to a little nice restaurant and I thought I would joke around not only to make her feel like one of us, but to make me feel a little less nervous.

“M’lady,” I said extending my hand to help her out of the van.

“Why thank you kind sir,” she said with an accent, and she put her hand in my.

I felt a spark when she touched my hand, a feeling I’ve never felt before. I had to ask Jared if this is how he felt with Gen, but in a way that Y/N would never know. So I did what was best and texted him, even though he was right there: “Hey the first time you and Gen ever touched hands, did you feel a spark.”

“That’s called getting shocked dude.”

“No like a tingle from even slight contact?”

“Yeah, the first time we ever filmed a scene together, she touched my arm and I instantly felt energy flow from her hand all the way up my arm. It was the first time I realized I liked her.”

“That’s what just happened to me when Y/N put her hand in mine. Dude, I think I’m in love.”

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Birthday Babies - Dean Winchester

Request by @evyiione

Dean x Reader, where reader is pregnant and it's Dean Bday ! The scene start as same as in This is Us, the first two scene with Milo Ventimiglia ! I let you picture the rest of it !

Status: Requested 

Word Count: 640

Warnings: About three sentences of playful smut

Music Suggestion: Rhythm of Love - Plain White T’s

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‘You ready?’ You asked, struggling to pull the now far to tiny bra over your white top.

‘As I’ll ever be.’ Dean laughed back from the other room.

Not even trying the pink lingerie pants that lay on the toilet seat in front of you, you exited the bathroom and leant against the door frame, pretending to be sexy.

‘You still got it babe.’ Dean complimented, a towel being the only thing protecting his crown jewels as he gave a cheesy grin.

‘You’re not going to make me dance, are you?’ You practically pleaded, rubbing your humongous belly. 

‘Tradition is tradition.’ He responded, laying back on the bed seductively.

‘Screw you Dean.’ You said before beginning to swing your overgrown hips. 

‘I would hope so.’ He cheekily muttered underneath his breath as you attempted to spin around.

As you laid down on the bed (with Deans help since doing anything while being pregnant with triplets in almost impossible), Dean wrapped his arm over your baby belly and said: ‘Now you better stay quiet while I do cheeky things to mummy.’ 

You froze, fearing that you were peeing yourself (which you often did because of the damn babies) but a sudden pain in your lower uterus told you otherwise.

‘Dean -’ You attempted to tell him that your water had just broken.

‘Nope. No excuses. It’s my birthday so I make the decisions.’ He interrupted you, thinking that you were going to try and coax your way out of the situation.

‘My water just broke.’ You informed him, lifting your eyebrows as he looked at you as if to say: ‘you still going to make me go through with this?’

‘Well, times change.’ He said in shock, helping you sit up while he reached for his jeans that lay on the floor. 

After hurriedly getting dressed and grabbing the bag that you had kept ready underneath your bed for when you gave birth, Dean guided you out the door and into the car.

‘This cannot be happening today. They better not steal my birthday.’ Dean complained like a toddler as he put the car into drive.

‘It’s not your choice and you best think otherwise if you think i’m holding them in for any more days.’ You groaned, tensing as a sharp pain travelled in your southern region. 

‘Bloody triplets.’ You said to no one in particular as the stings became more painful and more frequent. 

Dean definitely speeded as he got to the hospital in less then fifteen minutes when it usually took about forty. 

A nurse came to your side as soon as you entered the hospital and you were whisked away from Dean in an instant.

‘STOP!’ You ordered the nurses who were trying to force you into a wheelchair.

‘You need to sit down.’ The nurse persisted, trying to push you down by your shoulder.

Since you were once a hunter, you easily shook of her grip and told her you weren’t going anywhere without your husband. With this, she hulled Dean towards you and you ‘compliantly’ sat in the wheelchair which took you and Dean to the next chapter of your life.

***

After about sixteen hours of labour and non stop screaming, you had squeezed out three little girls named B (short for Bobby), Charlie and Ellen. 

Dean held B and you had Charlie and Ellen resting on your chest. Ellen gurgled around, being the only one awake.

‘Hey sweetie.’ You whispered to her, beaming down at her as her soft blue eyes struggled to stay open while looking at you.

‘You know what I’m happy about?’ Dean questioned you, rubbing B’s belly.

‘What?’ You answered, admiration in your eyes as you stared at your complete family.

‘They don’t have the same birthday as me.’ And with that the admiration had disappeared and the bitch face returned.