#Nicsen

[atc74]

Congrats on the two milestones my love! May I request 5 with Jensen? 😘

Awww, without even knowing it, you know how to get into my heart, don’t you? 

This will read just fine as a single drabble, but if you’re curious, give The Convention Connection a read. It’s fluffy, it’s flangsty, it’s sexy. It’s a love story I wrote for @iwantthedean​, staring her and Jensen, back when I didn’t have the courage to meet her at a con, but we became such good friends. And I love her. 

~*~

Nicole glanced around the house, shaking her head and feeling only slightly overwhelmed, which is better than being completely overwhelmed and that counted for something these days. 

With two year old twins running the house, a husband that was gone more than he was home, and a full time job, Nicole was burning the candle at both ends. She decided the toys and dishes could wait until morning. Laundry, however, could not. She trudged back up the stairs and started a load, installing a laundry room on the second floor was still the most brilliant idea she’d ever had. Glancing at the clock, she realized it was already nearing midnight and went back downstairs to pour herself a whiskey while she waited for Jensen’s call. They had just started filming the second to last episode of the final season and he was having a hard time with the biggest chapter of his life coming to a close. Just a few more weeks and he would be home for the foreseeable future and she wouldn’t be outnumbered. 

One whiskey turned into two as she sat on the patio, reclined on a lounger, looking up at the sky. The stars were twinkling bright in the inky backdrop of space. She called out the constellations as she recognized them, The Big Dipper, The Little Dipper, and Orion the Hunter. Nicole was so lost in the stars, she didn’t hear the back door open and close, but she recognized his scent and sat up immediately. 

“Jay! What are you doing home? You weren’t supposed to be home for another three weeks!” Nicole jumped up and rushed over to her husband, leaping into his waiting arms. 

“Safety concerns and all that, the network shut down all production, so we’ve got a temporary hiatus,” Jensen explained. “But that means I get to be home with my family, which I will never say no to. But, it’s three in the morning. Why are you still awake?”

“Everything is prettier when everyone is asleep,” she pondered, pulling him down into the chair with her. “There’s no noise, no chaos, no distractions.” 

“I love this. Sitting here with you. You’re right, you know, no distractions. This is going to be our new nightly routine. You, me, whiskey, and the stars,” Jensen declared. 

“I can get on board with that, Jay. I’m glad you’re my only distraction right now.”

[impalaimagining]

@iwantthedean on my mobile app, when I start typing Jensen’s name in the tags, the first suggestion is always “Jensen Ackles x Nicole.” Always. 😘😘

[d-s-winchester]

Can’t Help Falling in Love

(gif made by me)

Prompt: “I’m trying to decide if this thing I did is incredibly stupid or…”     “What happened? What did you do?”    “Well…I fell in love with you.” Pairing: Nicsen (aka Nicole x Jensen) Word Count: 1,143 Warnings: None? A/N: Here’s my entry for @waywardjoy‘s Love the Ships challenge! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is awesome! :)

Nicole was nervous. It wasn’t the prospect of spending time with Jensen that had her feeling that way it was the fact that she would be spending time with him alone. Ever since the first time she’d met him, not long after Ashley and Misha started dating, she’d been attracted to him. She couldn’t blame herself for that one either, he was quite possibly the most attractive man she’d ever laid eyes on. Every time they crossed paths, though, their friends had been present – and with Ashley and Misha’s wedding right around the corner, they found themselves spending even more time together fulfilling their respective best man and maid of honor duties.

 Nicole took a deep breath and walked through the doors of the coffee shop they’d agreed to meet at and scanned the room for him. She spotted him with ease and headed over to the table he was seated at. She was surprised to see that he’d already ordered her a coffee. With a smile and a thank you she hung her bag on the arm of the chair and sat down across from him.

 “Has he given you any ideas?” she asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

 “No,” Jensen replied, shaking his head, “has Ash?”

 “She picked a restaurant and has established an absolutely no strippers rule,” Nicole chuckled.

 “Misha warned me that would probably happen.”

 “Why do I feel like this was easier if the bachelor and bachelorette parties were going to be separate?”

 “Because it would be,” Jensen pointed out, “but it’s not that bad, the dinner is combined and it’s at the same casino, not our fault they both decided it would be fun to spend a weekend gambling.”

 “That’s true,” Nicole nodded, taking another sip of her coffee, “we should probably get to planning then. I’ll book everything since you’re not very tech savvy.”

 Nicole smirked at him and he feigned offense, glaring at her while she pulled out her laptop. They spent the next few hours joking around and ironing out all of the party details. By the time they’d each finished a second cup of coffee the hotel rooms were booked, the dinner reservations were made and everything else was in place. Nicole packed up her laptop, thanked Jensen again for the coffee, and promised him she would be seeing him soon before leaving the coffee shop. As she made her way out to her car she found herself wishing that they hadn’t finalized everything that day, it would have at least given her another chance to spend some more alone time with him.  

 Over the next few months, as the wedding approached, both Nicole and Jensen spent more time together – even going as far as making up wedding related things that would force them to spend time alone. Neither of them wanted to admit it but they were falling for each other – hard. By the time the wedding day rolled around they were both starting to regret never admitting their feelings for each other, knowing that once this day was over they would be seeing each other much less frequently.

 The thoughts about her own feelings and love life didn’t stop Nicole from smiling broadly from her seat next to Jensen as she watched her best friend dance with her new husband for the first time. As she watched and waited for the DJ to invite the rest of the bridal party to the floor she barely registered Jensen staring at her. She glanced over at him, ready to say something, when the DJ made his announcement.

 Jensen offered his hand to Nicole and she accepted, standing from her chair, letting him lead her out to the dance floor. She couldn’t help the butterflies in her stomach or the blush creeping up her cheeks as Jensen placed his hand on her waist and pulled her just a little bit closer. They moved to the music, not saying much of anything, until Nicole noticed the same pensive look on Jensen’s face that he had at the table.

 “Everything ok?”

 “Yeah,” he answered, clearing his throat, “It’s just that I’m trying to decide if this thing I did is incredibly stupid or…”

 “What happened?” Nicole asked, immediately starting to panic that he’d done something that would screw up the reception somehow, “What did you do?”

 He let out a chuckle, looked at her and gave her a shy smile.

 “Well…” he said taking a deep breath, “I fell in love with you.”

 The song ended and the music stopped while Nicole stood there, rooted to the spot, looking at him in disbelief. Everyone around them was clapping and starting to move back to their seats and it didn’t seem like Nicole was making any effort to move. Jensen started leading her toward the balcony off the back of the reception hall when Ashley noticed the look on her friend’s face.

 She raised an eyebrow at Jensen who gave her a reassuring smile as he ushered Nicole out of the French doors, onto the balcony, away from all the noise. The cool October night air seemed to bring her back to reality and she stared at him. It seemed like she was finally registering what he’d said and Jensen was more than worried that he’d made a mistake in admitting his feelings for her, even though he was so sure she’d felt the same.

 Nicole was shocked, she couldn’t believe he felt the same way, but it was almost too much for her to handle. She knew she should say something to him, let him know that she loved him too, but she couldn’t find the words. Deciding to throw caution to the wind she closed the gap between them and grabbed his face as she pushed herself up on her tiptoes. She pressed her lips against his and when he kissed her back she let her arms drop around his neck as his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer.

 “You had me worried there for a minute,” Jensen smiled when they broke apart.

 “Sorry,” Nicole chuckled and leaned in to kiss him again.

 She pulled away from him abruptly, however, when she heard the DJ announce that it was time for the maid of honor’s speech.

 “Think they’ll be mad?” she asked as he followed her back into the building.

 Jensen didn’t need to answer, the knowing smirk on Ashley’s face answered for him. Giving her friend a small smile Nicole walked over to the DJ and took the microphone, ready to make her speech. As she said the words she’d been rehearsing for weeks she couldn’t help the smile from forming on her lips, not just because she was happy for her friend, but because she was happy at the new direction her life seemed to be going in too.

[iwantthedean]

Question.

Summary: Nicsen heads to Vegas with Mishley for a wedding ... but what surprise does Jensen have up his sleeve?

Word Count: 1655

Pairing: Jensen x Nicole

Warnings: None?

A/N: Thanks @d-s-winchester and @impalaimagining for going with my gut, so to speak, and writing for my If Walls Could Talk series. This is more of an added-after-the-fact as opposed to part of the actual series, but it was fun to write -- and yes, there will be more!

If Walls Could Talk Masterlist

I could hear Tina, Ashley’s mom, in my head. Her tone was very serious, despite the fact that we had been joking around just minutes before during a FaceTime call Ashley had placed to her mother.

Don’t let her do it, Omaha. I swear, if you let her go to Vegas and get married, I’ll disown you both. And Misha, to boot.

Yet here I was, in a Vegas chapel, in a dress that was serving as a last-minute maid of honor dress. Here I was in a fucking Vegas chapel, helping Ashley get ready to marry Misha.

Oh, I was never going to forgive Jensen for setting these two up. Once I came back from the dead after Tina killed me for letting this happen, I was going to haunt his ass until he joined me in the afterlife.

“Smile,” Ashley said, breaking into my thoughts. “I’m getting married today!”

I sighed. “I’m happy for you, Ash, really but – Vegas? Are you sure this is the way you want to do this?”

Ashley shook her head. “All I know is I want to marry Misha. As soon as I realized that, I knew that the ceremony and the dress and the cake and the guests – none of that was as important as spending my life with him.”

How could I argue that? In the three months since Jensen and I had finally gotten together, everything had gone quickly. We were already in love, and that seemed to accelerate everybody’s life, somehow. I got the permanent job at the hospital, managed to keep my apartment next door to Jensen month-to-month, and Ashley made a smooth transition to Vancouver. Her relationship with Misha had clearly accelerated quickly as well; while I was content to be Jensen’s girlfriend for the time being, she was one-hundred-percent ready to marry Misha.

And now here we were in Vegas, with me waiting for Tina to jump out at any moment and scold me for allowing this to happen.

“I’m serious,” Ashley said sternly. “If you don’t get it together, Nic, I’m never going to forgive you. My mother is not going to jump out from around the corner and get you. She doesn’t even know we’re here.”

Damn. She read me like a book. With a deep breath, I pushed all of the thoughts of why this maybe was just a little crazy, and put my full effort into being happy for my best friend.

Just before the ceremony, Ashley and I stood outside of the room where she would marry Misha. Her eyes were wide and her face pale; it was that whole deer in the headlights look.

“Ashley? You okay?”

She nodded slowly. “Yeah.”

“Are you sure? You look like –”

“Jensen’s gonna ask you –”

But she was interrupted before she could finish her sentence. The wedding coordinator opened the doors so that I could walk in before Ashley. I pasted a smile on my face so that Ashley’s wedding pictures wouldn’t be ruined, but my heart was racing a million miles a minute, it felt like.

Jensen was going to ask me what?

 The ceremony went by in a blur. I kept the smile on my face and took her flowers when I was supposed to, fulfilled my maid of honor duties to a T – except I would not and could not meet Jensen’s eyes to save my life.

Even when we were walking back down the aisle behind the happy newlyweds, I couldn’t look at him. Hell, I could barely take the elbow he offered. Also with a smile – God, I loved his smile – stretching across his face, he spoke to me quietly.

“You look like you’re going to vomit,” he said through his smile. “Worried Tina is going to blame this on you? Nic, they’re in love. They’ll be fine.”

I shook my head as we exited the room. “Not worried about them.”

“What then?”

I shook my head again. No use in telling him I was worried about something I didn’t even know for sure about. I just need to get Ashley and have her finish her sentence, and everything would be fine.

Except that Little Miss Happily Married was out the door and on her way to her honeymoon suite before I could catch her. Grumbling to myself as I gathered up the things in the room where she and I had finished getting ready, I tried to decide what I was going to do.

Obviously, my brain went straight to assuming Jensen was going to propose. Was I ready for that? Part of me wasn’t sure, and the other part felt absolutely horrible that he always seemed to be waiting on me to catch up with him in terms of our relationship. I love Jensen, with my whole heart, and I didn’t want to be with anyone else – ever. Marriage seemed like such a crazy commitment, though. Especially after only three months together. We’d only actually known each other for around five months … no. It was just too quick. We hadn’t even talked about marriage yet, and he was planning to propose. What in the hell was happening?

Before I knew it, I had just about worked myself into a full-blown panic attack. I had to sit down to catch my breath, and that’s how Jensen found me after he had gathered up the few things he and Misha needed to take back to the hotel.

“Whoa, you all right?” he asked, concern etching into his features. He knelt in front of me and forced me to me his eyeline.

I nodded, swallowing hard. “You know I love you, right? We don’t need to rush into anything, right? I’m always ten steps behind you, it seems, and I’m trying to catch up, but this is a huge commitment and …”

“Slow down,” Jensen said. He kissed me softly, putting a stop to any further rambling I might allow to tumble off my tongue. “You and I are perfect, okay? No. We don’t need to rush into anything. Ashley and Misha did because, well, that’s the tone of their relationship. And that’s great for them. You and I though, Nicole, we are exactly perfect right where we are.”

I nodded as I leaned forward to put my arms around his neck and pull him closer. It didn’t matter that thing I was panicking over was my relationship with him and where it was possibly headed potentially too soon. Jensen was the only one I needed to make me feel calm again.

 The plan was to get Ashley and Misha married, then go waste money on slot machines and alcohol. I got bored with the slot machines after not too long, though, so I ordered a bottle of whiskey up to the room and left Jensen at the blackjack table.

An hour later, I was drunk as a skunk and laughing my ass off to an episode of Golden Girls. Jensen was well-intoxicated, too and, after stripping down to his boxers, fell onto the luxurious bed beside me.

“You do wanna get married someday though, right?”

Thank God for the alcohol to chase away my anxiety. “Someday. I thought we were good right now?”

“We are,” he assured, clumsily positioning himself over me and kissing my collarbone. “No matter. I have other things on my mind right now.”

I giggled as his kisses moved to my neck. “But this is the episode where Blanche has the dream about her husband!”

Jensen fumbled for the remote and turned off the TV. With a protest that quickly turned into giggles, I rolled over so that I was on top of him and met my lips to his.

 The next morning, thanks to our activities and a tall glass of water before going to sleep, I didn’t feel too hungover. A little breakfast and everything should be just fine.

Except that I woke up to a post-it note stuck to my head. Since we had starting dating, I had only gotten a couple of post-its from Jensen, but that was okay. It was still our special thing.

Snagging the sticky note off my forehead, I called for Jensen. “Really, a post-it on my forehead, Ackles?”

I heard a chuckle from the bathroom, so I reluctantly slipped out of bed and headed in that direction. He was freshly showered, leaning against the sink with that mischievous smirk on his face that made me both want to smack him and kiss him, all at the same time.

“Did you read it?” he asked.

I narrowed my eyes. No, of course I hadn’t read it. Who reads the note stuck to their forehead when they wake up? Taking a look at the yellow paper, I read, Question.

But hadn’t he said …? Okay. This was fine. I could play this off. I could not freak out. “Okay, Dwight, what’s your question?”

Jensen rolled his eyes at my reference to The Office, but then stepped forward and took my hand. “I’m not going to ask you to marry me, but I am wondering if, you know, maybe … would you want to move in with me?”

My face broke out in a grin before I could even think twice. I took that as a good sign, and was relieved that, for once, I was right on pace with Jensen.

“Yes!” I squealed before throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him fiercely. “I would love to live with you.”

“Even in Austin, during breaks and hiatus?”

I bit my bottom lip. That made me a little more nervous, but I was excited enough to want to move forward, so I gave him a definitive nod. “Even then.”

His grin and my grin melded together into a perfect kiss. I couldn’t wait to get back to Vancouver and start this new chapter of our relationship – to start it together.

[atc74]

@iwantthedean LOOK!!! It's THE HAT!!

@lecilysee: Well look at these two handsome fellas on #supernaturalday. Thanks for rocking the #keslowswag @jensenackles and @creasser. I couldn’t love this photo more if I tried! 😘 #keslowcamera #keslowvancouver #spnfamily #cinematography (x)

[bajinthings]

4-5 év alatt megtanulhatok kínaiul??

Általánosságban szerintem meg, simán. A kérdés az, hogy milyen szinten, mit szeretnél vele csinálni, milyen intenzíven akarod tanulni, meg a szokásos változók. Viszont, ha érdekel, akkor nicsen itt hiba! Simán menni fog. 

[princessof-darkness-01-blog]

...

Rettegek,hogy az ostobaságom miatt elveszítelek.

Rettegek,hogy az ostobaságom visz egyszer a sírba,mert túlságosan bíztam a sorsban. Míg a KARMA rajtam nevetett, te szőtted,fontad tervedet ellnem. Ellenem ki segített abban a pillanatban, akit te most itt hagytál a bajban. Nem kellek már neked, pedig mindent feladtam érted. Elvet,érzelmet,értelmet. Mégis mi jogon vetsz meg engem?

Őrizgettem emléked mert azt hittem jobb lesz,de tévedtem. Hát tévedjen más is, miattad lettem antiszociális. Remélem most büszke vagy magadra,fodítsd szenvedésem a javadra. Megszoktam,hogy szenvedek ebben nicsen hiba. De ne csodálkozz, ha majd nem számíthatsz másra, mint magadra. Szavadra én többet nem adok, annyiszor szegted meg,hogy megszámolni egy kezemen nem tudom. Bámulom a plafont,tudom újra elbukom. Fuldoklom magányomban,mit miattad érzek. Utat engedek hát az őrjöngésnek, mi hatalmába kerít, nincs olyan drog mi ezen átsegít.

Felállok de hiába hiszen újra és újra megbotlok. És sírva a földön kuporgok, míg felettem felhőkoboldok, nevetnek,remélem a sötétségbe egyszer belevesznek. Vehetném ezt végzetnek?? Hiszen úgy tűnik nekem befellegzett..

Itt nincs remény vagy esély, ez nem egy fantáziaszülemény. Ez itt a való világ. Mi lassan romjaiba visszaáll. És majd ha minden ember csarnokokban, bársonyokban, egy nagy mocsokban áll, talán akkor lesz jó ha végre jön a kegyes halál..._

[csorbade]

Mer nicsen túber gémpléj nélkül! A House Flipperben végre az lehetek aki vagyok: Ingatlanos. Mondjuk az is, ami nem: ezermester. Az a minimum, ha már erről a piacról élek, ha megjelenik egy hozzá köthető játék, akkor kipróbálom. 

[ijtsrd]

Bacteriological Profile and Antimicrobial Sensitivity Pattern of Blood Culture Isolates among Septicemia Suspected Patients in the University Teaching Hospital UTH Yaoundé, Cameroon

by Jude Tsafack Zefack | Ngwa Fabrice Ambe | Tanyi Pride Bobga | Ateh Stanislas Ketum | Derick Ngwa Awambeng | Chi Nicsen Kelly | Zuo Beltus Fuh | Mafany Efange Henry Velinge | Mentoh Ajem Abungwi | Benjamin Pokam Thumamo "Bacteriological Profile and Antimicrobial Sensitivity Pattern of Blood Culture Isolates among Septicemia Suspected Patients in the University Teaching Hospital (UTH) Yaoundé, Cameroon"

Published in International Journal of Trend in Scientific Research and Development (ijtsrd), ISSN: 2456-6470, Volume-4 | Issue-5 , August 2020,

URL: https://www.ijtsrd.com/papers/ijtsrd31281.pdf

Paper Url :https://www.ijtsrd.com/biological-science/microbiology/31281/bacteriological-profile-and-antimicrobial-sensitivity-pattern-of-blood-culture-isolates-among-septicemia-suspected-patients-in-the-university-teaching-hospital-uth-yaoundé-cameroon/jude-tsafack-zefack

internationaljournalofmanagement, callforpapermanagement, managementjournal

BACKGROUND Septicemia constitutes a significant public health problem and it is an important cause of morbidity and mortality in hospitalized patients especially in children and neonates in developing countries, where identification of the germ and treatment is usually unsatisfactory. AIM The aim of this study was to assess the prevalence of bacterial isolates and antimicrobial susceptibility patterns among septicemia suspected patients in the University teaching Hospital UTH Yaoundé. MATERIALS AND METHODS This was a hospital based cross sectional study that was carried out for a period of 4 months among septicemia suspected hospitalized patients in the University Teaching Hospital UTH Yaoundé. Standard procedure was followed for blood sample collection, isolation, identifications and antimicrobial susceptibility testing. The data were analyzed by using EPI info and SPSS. RESULTS Out of 255 blood culture results, 65 25.5 had septicemia. The predominant bacteria isolated from blood culture were Coagulase negative staphylococci 42 64.6 , followed by Klebiesellaspp 8 12.3 , E. coli 7 10.8 , Acinetobacterspp 4 6.2 and Streptococcus spp. 2 3.1 S. aureus 1 1.5 and Enterobacterspp 1 1.5 . The Gram positive and Gram negative bacteria constituted 45 69.2 and 20 30.8 of the culture isolates respectively. Children between the ages of 0 15 years constituted the greatest percentage of infected subjects 28.4 P 0.05 . The highest incidence of septicemia were from pediatric ward 25 30.9 and neonatal ward 24 26.1 . There was a significant association between septicemia and the body temperature of the patient P = 0.0272 . Our finding, indicates that Gram negative bacteria exhibited a greater level of antimicrobial resistance 12.5 – 87.5 than Gram positive bacteria 2.4 – 50 to various antibacterial agents used in the study. CONCLUSION The consequences of using an ineffective drug in severe bacterial infections could be disastrous as this can complicate management and increase morbidity and mortality 

[charliebradbury1104]

5:00am Thoughts

Sitting in my comfy warm bathrobe thinking about my friends and the music that reminds me of them.

1) The River by Garth Brooks @nightlyinsomnious Jess, you know. Yeah, you alone know!

5) Dancing In The Sky by Dani and Lizzy @riversong-sam Sam, my Sam, I love you and think about everything that’s happening every day! Sending lots of love and prayers!

4) Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls @ellen-reincarnated1967 I think of you because “I dont want the world to see me. I don’t think that they’d understand.” …”I just want you to know who I am.”

2) Stupid Boy by Keith Urban @hannahindie Hannah, you made one of my favorite songs hurt even more! 😭😌

3) Shameless by Garth Brooks @hannahindie) But you made it better!!😘😘

6) Brother by Needtobreathe (feat. Gavin DeGraw) @atc74 Ang, there aren’t enough words to express what your endless love and support have mean to me! I’m not sure if I would’ve survived without you in my life!!

6) Ramble On or Stairway To Heaven both by Led Zeppelin @iwantthedean *shrugs* IDEK! I have a trauma surgeon that I work with A LOT and all he listens to is Zepplin. He even sings along like “And she’s buying a stairway to, forceps”. LOL! Anyway, it makes me think of our Dean, which leads to you, then Nicsen (did I get that right?). The doctor is a lot of fun, which is how I imagine you are!!

Disclaimer: This list is not in any order, other than when I thought of some of my favorite songs. Please forgive me if i didn’t include you. I’m sleep deprived and haven’t had nearly enough COFFEE!! Love to all of our amazing fandom and fellow non-sleepers!!

XOXO, Elizabeth/Liz

[atc74]

The Convention Connection - The Promise

Reposting because Tumblr won’t let me appeal. 

This was originally written for Smut Appreciation Day 2017. There are no naughty images (sigh). 

This is mostly smut, sex and more sex. Promises of more and talk of having babies. A bit of angst, because my girl is sad. 

Here it is, the next installment of The Convention Connection. This was a one shot originally written for Nicole @iwantthedean and has taken on a life of its own and is now a complete series. I hope y’all like it.

There is no disrespect to Jensen or his family. This is a work of fiction, please regard it as such.

Haven’t read it - CATCH UP HERE

It was nights like this I had trouble sleeping. A rough night at the hospital and Jensen wasn’t home. I hadn’t even gotten home until after one in the morning, now here it was, two hours later and I was still tossing and turning. I threw back the heavy comforter from our bed and sat up. I stared at the empty, cold spot next to me before getting out. I walked to the closet and pulled out one of Jensen’s shirts. I slipped it over my shoulders and brought the collar to my nose. I could still smell him, even if he hadn’t been home in three weeks.

I strolled through this huge house, gazing longingly at the pictures he had hung so carefully on the walls when we moved in. I made my way to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. I didn’t have to work today so maybe this was my chance to get something done while I waited for my husband to call. God, I missed him. Just as the pot finished brewing, I grabbed a mug from the cupboard and filled it to the rim.

I held the mug in my hands, letting the warmth seep into my hands. Jensen had called yesterday morning and said he was sorry, but probably wouldn’t be home for another week. I took a nice long sip from the steaming mug before putting it down. I looked around and decided to start in the family room. A river a sadness rolled through me as I realized we didn’t have a family to fill it. So instead I stood at the counter, draining my mug and refilling it.

I didn’t hear a thing as a set of strong arms wrapped themselves around me. I should have been startled, but his scent filled my nose immediately and I turned to embrace my husband that I have missed so much.

“You said you weren’t coming home until next week!” I exclaimed.

“I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to see my girl and not through a phone or a computer. I missed you Nic. I missed you so much.” Jensen murmured into my hair as he clung to me as much as I did to him.

“So, do you often wear my shirts?” He asked, pulling back and noticing my middle of the night attire.

“Yeah, I tried your pants, but they were way too long.” I joked with him.

“I always knew you looked better in them than I did. You are simply breathtaking, Baby.” He lifted me to sit on the counter and crashed his lips to mine. This wasn’t a slow and gentle kiss. This is the kiss of a man who needs, who craves. As his tongue ravished my mouth, I ran my hands up and down his back, taking in every sensation my body was feeling in this moment. The surprise of him being home. The feel of his body pressed up against mine. The tingle of my skin everywhere his hands explored underneath his shirt. The heat pooling in my core. 

“Jay, I need you.” I moaned into his mouth. “Please, it’s been too long.”

“I know. I need you, too. I want you so bad.” Jay answered. With one swift motion, he grabbed the backs of my thighs, lifting me to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist on instinct as he carried me through the house and placed me on the couch. He turned to flip on the fireplace, casting shadows on the walls.

He slowly unbuttoned my shirt, pushing it off my shoulders, revealing nothing but a pair of panties under it. I moved to remove his pants, but he stopped me. “No, let me take care of you, Baby.”  He whispered before removing just his t-shirt.

He kissed me once more, his hand holding the back of my head and lowered me down. His mouth left a trail of hot wet kisses as he traveled down my body, his fingers following suit until he reached my panties, all but ripping them from my body. He settled himself between my legs, breathing in my scent, before his tongue started to work its magic on my aching pussy. I could feel how wet I was for him so quickly and this did not go unnoticed by my very attentive husband.

“Oh God, Baby. Did I do this to you?” He mumbled into my core, the vibrations running straight through me and I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“Always and forever Jay. Don’t tease, it’s been too fucking long since I have felt you inside me.” I moaned. I looked down at him, the most beautiful man in the world was between my legs, both of us bathed in moonlight and fire glow.

He pushed two long fingers inside me, while his tongue circled my clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to the right side. He pumped his fingers, rubbing over my sweet spot with each in and out motion, bringing me to climax within record time, my vision going white as I screamed his name.

“Jay, get up here and fuck me.” I commanded once I could form words. He pulled me to the floor on top of him and I wasted no time lowered myself down onto his throbbing cock, groaning out his name once more, relishing in the delicious burn, missing it.

I started a slow rhythm, rolling my hips back and forth as he rubbed his hands up and down my thighs in time. Jensen felt so good, I increased my speed, now bouncing wildly on his cock, my hands holding his hands for balance. His hips thrust up to meet mine, working a perfect rhythm. He released one hand and rubbed my clit furiously, bringing me to my second orgasm of the night. As I collapsed, pressing my chest into his, he expertly maneuvered us so he was now hovering above me, continuing his thrusting, his cock filling me just perfect.  

He wrapped his arms around me, bringing me up so I was now sitting in his laps. His thrusts slowed until they were just a lazy roll of hip. Jensen mumbled my name and professions of his love for me over and over. “I want to make babies with you Nic.” He confessed in my ear.

I was shocked that he wanted a family so soon, but so happy he did. “Jay, I want to have your babies, but just fuck me now and we can talk about that tomorrow. I promise.” He didn’t need to be told twice as he fucked into me with everything he had, his body tensing as he spilled into me. We both lay on the floor side by side, our ragged breath slowing, basking in the afterglow of our orgasms and the firelight.

“Did you mean what you said, about wanting to have babies?” Jensen asked, running a hand through my hair.

“Of course I did. I was thinking just before you got home, that we have this huge family room but no family in it. I can’t wait to fill it with our babies.” I promised him, sealing it with a deep kiss.

[impalaimagining]

What would happen if you and I were at a bar with Jared and Jensen?? 😜 No worries if you don't get to this one, it was the first that came to mind!

Y’all are gonna have to excuse this one because I’m using Nicole’s name. *drum roll* because I can 😜  This is also a bit longer than a drabble because my imagination got away from me, as it does. I hope this doesn’t disappoint! 

No Way

“No way!” I squealed and ran across the dance floor at San Jac’s, dragging Jared behind me. “Nic!” Grabbing her shoulder, I spun Nicole on her stool and pulled her into a crushing hug

“Hey.” Jensen and Jared gave each other a nod and a quick hug with slaps on the back. “I have a feeling it’s gonna be a long night.” Jensen threw his thumb over his shoulder at us, still squeaking out our excited words. Jared laughed and stepped behind the bar, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and pouring himself and Jensen a glass.

“Ladies?” Jared tipped the bottle in our direction, and we both nodded, grins splitting our faces. “Yeah, long night.” He mumbled to Jensen with a smile.

“I thought you were staying with a friend up north?” I asked, sipping the whiskey Jared had slid my way.

“Yeah, I came home this morning. I’m a little tired, but I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to come see the new room at the bar. Named after my man and all.” Nicole nudged Jensen with her elbow. Leaning down, he gave her a quick peck on the lips.

“Oh come on. She’s been gone for a week and that’s all she gets?” I teased, prompting Jensen to spin Nicole’s chair around, grabbing her shirt and pulling her off of her stool. Jensen’s hand slid into the small of her back as his lips captured hers. Nicole stepped up onto the rung near the bottom of the stool, deepening the kiss. As she did, a few fans walked over to Jared.

“Hey guys.” He smiled at them, causing a fit of giggles to erupt from the group of twenty-something girls. “You need somethin’?” He nodded toward the bar.

“Actually, we - we were wondering if - if you’re not too busy - maybe we could get pictures with you guys?” One of the girls in the front of the group spoke up. “It’s my birthday.” She beamed.

“Sure thing, yeah!” Jared nodded and tapped Jensen’s shoulder. “You done, bud?” He chuckled, raising his eyebrows.

“Yeah, uh - sorry.” Jensen cleared his throat and shifted in his seat. Nicole giggled, covering her face and blushing. Jared and Jensen filtered themselves in between the girls as Nicole and I headed for the dance floor. After a few camera flashes signaled the end of the photos, the girls decided to plop themselves into the seats between and around Jared and Jensen. One girl reached over and laid her hand on Jensen’s thigh as she laughed a little too loud at Jensen’s joke. Nicole didn’t miss it. 

“Oh hell no.” She hissed, pushing me out of the way and running back to Jensen. Grabbing his hand, she yanked his body against her and stood on her toes, kissing him. Her tongue slid over his lips and she arched her back into Jensen’s touch. As she broke the kiss, she pulled Jensen down to whisper in his ear. Jensen’s eyes grew wide, his cheeks turning a deep shade of pink as he coughed and nodded vigorously.

“Long night cut short!” Jensen called over his shoulder as Nicole dragged him from the bar. He threw his fist in the air victoriously as Jared laughed and shook his head.

“It’s too bad you have to stay to close up. I think they’ve got the right idea.” I sighed over-dramatically, lightly running my fingers up and down Jared’s thigh. He sputtered a little as he nearly choked on his drink, swallowing it and covering his mouth with a napkin. 

"I don’t have to stay!” Jared shook his head and hopped off his barstool, clutching my hand and starting for the door. As my feet hit the floor, one of my heels snapped and stopped me in my tracks. 

“Jare!” I called out over the music. He spun around and saw me standing there, crooked, as we both tried not to laugh. 

“I gotcha.” He turned around, putting his back to me, and crouching down. “Hop on.” Jumping up, I wrapped my legs around his waist as his hands came under my thighs. As Jared carried me to the street to wait for our car, I plucked my phone from my pocket and texted Nicole. 

T: “I want details! Lunch tomorrow?” 

N: “Sure, if I’m awake for lunch. The way Jensen is looking at me, I don’t think we’ll be getting any sleep tonight😳😉”

I giggled, slipping my phone back into my pocket and lacing my arm around Jared’s waist. He smiled at me, slinging his arm around my shoulder and squeezing me against his side as he kissed the top of my head. 

“You know what started all this, right?” I looked up at him, and he shook his head with his brows wrinkled together. “Those girls.” I raised my eyebrows. 

“Seriously? You and Nic have nothing to worry about. Especially because Jensen is uh - he’s proposing to her tomorrow night.” Jared smiled as I clapped my hand over my mouth.

“No way!”

What Would Happen…

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[d-s-winchester]

This is just fuckinf adorable Nic, I can’t. I’m all giddy over here and shit cause we both know how hard I ship Nicsen!

In Case You Didn’t Know

The newest installment to my If Walls Could Talk series. 

Summary: Jensen brings Nicole into the limelight with him for a day, and she has a special surprise for him.  Pairing: Jensen x Nicole  Word Count: 965 Warnings: None? Song: In Case You Didn’t Know - Brett Young A/N: Sometimes, you have to forgo all of the “hidden” ways we put ourselves into fics and just actually do it. This fic started as part of my YouAU Challenge, where I challenged writers to put themselves into a fic in some way, and now is periodically my escape from real life. 

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Nicsen Birthday

Hey @iwantthedean, Happy Birthday!  Sending lots of love your way today from your SPN Family! 

You sat impatiently in the car, unsure of what Jensen had planned for you for your birthday.  All you knew is that you were headed to Seattle, driving there from Vancouver for the evening.

Somehow Jensen had gotten an early wrap time for the day, finishing just around noon.  He got home as quickly as possible, grabbing you and hopping in the car.  Now here you were, nearing four o’clock, driving through downtown Seattle in search of parking.

“Finally!” Jensen sighed as he pulled into a place, turning to you and smiling.  “Shall we?”

The two of you got out of the car, meeting around front as he pulled on his baseball cap - the one you’d given to him years ago at that con - and then twined your fingers together.  “Shall we what, exactly?” you asked, wondering if you could know the plan now that you’d arrived in Seattle.

Jensen smiled, dragging you down the sidewalk.  “Well, the plan is simple.”  You turned a corner and your eyes widened at the street vendors laid out in front of you, a grin forming on your face.  “We’re wandering around Pike Place for a while, snacking before dinner here.”

Jensen let you walk in front of him as the crowd around you thickened, putting his large hands on your shoulders so that you knew he was behind you.  “Then later we’ll go over to the stadium to watch the Seattle-Orioles game.  I got us seats right behind home plate.”

You looked back and up at him, smile officially set on your face and not leaving any time soon.  “Sounds perfect, Jack,” you said approvingly before letting him steer you through the vendors on the street, the two of you enjoying pointing out funny and interesting things to each other.  

With the hat on and large crowds, not many people recognized Jensen at the market, something the two of you were happy about.  You and he both didn’t want to spend your birthday taking photos with fans, as much as you appreciated them all.

When 6:30 rolled around, you headed back to the car, Jensen driving straight to the stadium valet so you could walk right in.  

By 7:10��s opening pitch, you were sitting in your seats with hot dogs and beers, ready to cheer on your adopted team for a win.

All in all, it was the perfect birthday evening with your perfect man.

Happy birthday from @just-another-busy-fangirl

[d-s-winchester]

Original Mishley & Nicsen, If Walls Could Talk Nicsen & Style Mishley, or It Happened in Jersey Mishley & Nicsen?

Original Mishley and Nicsen FTW!!!!

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