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ALEXANDER CALVERT

alex calvert as...

BELPHEGOR

on the verge of a fever - ever wondered if hell hosts monopoly nights?

JACK KLINE

like real people do - ever had one of those days when life just can't get any worse?

BEN BARNES

off my mind (part one) - you’re crazy in love with ben, but what if deep down he knows he still has feelings for his past lover? he’s trying to convince himself he is over the past, because he doesn’t want to hurt you, not knowing you’re already hurted┆︎angst

the sun is up but you’re not shining (part two) - although taking a break from a relationship is generally not recommended, what if you suggested it as a way to cope with your own intrusive thoughts? unfortunately, this approach ended up having the opposite effect┆︎angst with happy ending

valentine's day special: unexpected valentine - how would ben barnes confess his feelings to his love interest?

yellow lights - recently, ben has been burdened with an excessive workload. despite appearing tired and agitated, he attempted to conceal his feelings. due to his busy schedule, he could not even take a day off. what will occur when, after a challenging day at work, he returns home and a trivial question leads to an argument that would not typically happen?┆︎angst with happy end

invidia - initially, your former boyfriend appeared to be the perfect partner, and the time spent with him felt like a fairy tale come true. however, your intuition proved accurate as he eventually revealed his true colors. following the breakup, he struggled to cope and became envious upon discovering you were dating famous ben barnes┆︎fluff

my own worst enemy - sometimes all you need is to lie in silence as your person holds you together. especially when the world is once again flooded with gray and you see nothing on the horizon to herald a uncloud┆︎hurt/comfort

fou amoureux - in a world where you respect everyone and where you treat everyone the way you would like to be treated yourself, it's hard to get under your skin. for some, however, it comes with exceptional ease, as if they were born with this gift. one of these people is ben's former partner, whom you had the (un)pleasure to meet at a party celebrating the success of the yves saint laurent fashion show in which you played the first fiddle

white lies - the saying goes that a lie has no legs, and this rings especially true when it is caught on camera┆︎fluff

BRIDGERTON

BENEDICT BRIDGERTON

perfectly flawed - finding love as a princess comes with its challenges, but becoming a mistress was never part of the plan┆︎hurt without comfort

MARAUDERS

SIRIUS BLACK

pretty please - in which sirius doesn’t take no as an answer

searchin’ for understanding - maybe there are wounds that prove resistant to the time

MOON KNIGHT

just one word - you may not be aware of their existence having only met steven, but no marc spector alter will let anything happen to you┆︎hurt/comfort

PEDRO PASCAL

the last goodbye

the last goodbye, part one - can love really be turned off just like that?┆︎angst

the last goodbye, part two - all men do is messing with your head┆︎angst

pedro pascal as...

JOEL MILLER

love don’t last in the dark (part one) - being alone for the last few years, you haven't had the opportunity to fall in love, so it's not your fault you developed feelings for a man who showed you at slightest bit of care┆︎angst

the warmest light is you (part two) - there is no such thing as right person, wrong time because with a right person you are able to surmount all the difficulties┆︎fluff

six feet in the ground - during a difficult time when your partner has let you down and broken your trust, it's reassuring to remember that you have other people in your life whom you can rely on no matter what┆︎platonic relationship

spring is a season when more than just flowers bloom - spring brings with it more than just the beauty of blooming flowers. as the sun starts to shine a little brighter, it also has its own way of awakening deeply hidden emotions. the world feels brighter, and everything seems a little bit more beautiful. especially in the right company┆︎fluff

SUPERNATURAL

castiel...

at day's close

dean winchester...

honey pie - amidst autumn rain and a cozy cottage, a honey pie surprise kindles love and warmth in the perfect moment

frozen fear - life has a way of humbling even the bravest, and it's not always a gentle lesson

THE HUNGER GAMES

the ballad of songbirds and snakes...

broken promises - in snow's world, only one thing mattered more than his family's reputation—you. but that was before he met lucy gray

part one

part two

part three

crack in the mirror - many cling to the belief of their own goodness, until they meet someone who's just like them

be careful what you wish for - turning in a district boy to the authorities felt like the right thing to do for coriolanus. but what if, in doing so, he betrayed you as well?

THE TWILIGHT SAGA

carlisle cullen...

the broken self - if i could start again, i would find a way. now, you've been given the chance, so what's your next move?

THE WALKING DEAD

rick grimes...

tell me that you'll keep me safe - you're not the one who needs to be helped, yet pretending you do? surprisingly fun

[negans-lucille-tblr]

... So we're all good with me starting to write pure filth about Alex Calvert right?

This guy if you need a reminder

[thevelvetseries]

Life’s Complicated (Part 2)

Overall Summary : When Bella Mikaelson was 17 she had a little baby girl. She went off to college and studied drama and music, while her parents looked after her daughter Camila Mikaelson. When she graduated she started auditioning for different movies and TV and ended up getting a role in the CW show Supernatural where she meets her new family.

Pairing : Alexander Calvert x Reader / Jared Padalecki x Reader (Platonic) / Jensen Ackles x Reader (Platonic) / Misha Collins x Reader (Platonic) / Genevieve Padalecki / Danneel Ackles

Warnings : Fluff, Angst, Smut, Semi Smut, Drinking

I decided to give the reader a name in this fic.

Series Masterlist / Main Masterlist

I was in peaceful sleep when I was woke up to something poking my face over and over again. At first I didn’t wake up, until I hear a little cute voice by my ear, the voice that always put a smile on my face. “Mummy, wake up” I smile and I blink my eyes a couple times and when they finally open I see a little mini me looking me right in the eyes. Since she had only just woke up she had the biggest bed head ever and it always put a smile on my face. She really did look like me when I was younger. “Morning sweetie” I say before reaching out for her and bringing into a hug before I started giving her attack of kisses. She starts to giggle and it was like music to my ears, it’s still the best sound I could ever hear. She is just the sweetest little girl in the world. I finally finished my attack and asked if she would love some waffles for breakfast. “Yes pleaseeeee. Ohhh, can I have chocolate milk too please.” She asks and I agree and we make our way downstairs to the kitchen.

It was now the first day of hiatus, and it was time to relax and spend time with my baby girl. One we had finished eating our breakfast, we decided to have a lazy day. We got washed and put on new, clean pyjamas. Once we were ready we made it into the living room and spent the day watching original Disney channel movies and eating pizza that we ordered and lots of junk food, since it’s something we never do.

During the third movie we were watching my sister Veronica texted me saying “I’ve finally finished my final exams early and wanted to come out for awhile to see us.” I let her know we were coming home in a couple days before we were going to be heading up to Texas for awhile, and even invited her to the convention season so she could hell me look after Camilo and spend time with both of us when we have free time to spare.

“Mummy, can I have another slice of pizza please?” Camila asked while wiggling in her seat.

“Yes sweetie.” I reply before getting up and grabbing her another slice of pizza for her. I also went to the kitchen to grab her another juice box.

It was now 7pm and it was now time for Camila to go to bed, we went upstairs and brushed her teeth and put her to bed. Bella spent the next few hours finishing packing her suitcase and then went into Camila’s room and packed her suitcase too, since I’m two days they were flying to New York.

When we finally got to New York, we were met by Veronica at the airport. She drove us back to our family home where my mum had made a full feast for us for dinner. I missed being home. I missed my family. They were everything to me. Mum decided to make my and Camila our favourite which was fried chicken, and mac and cheese. Home cooked food is just the best. We all sat down around the table and stuffed our belly’s until we where full. Camila started to get tired so I took her upstairs and put her down to bed we all sat down in the living room watch a movie when my mum starts with the normal questions again, like every time I visit her.

“So. Is there anyone special in your life yet?” She asked.

“Seriously mum. Not this again. I’ll find someone when I’m ready. At this moment in my life, I’m happy. I’ve got an amazing job and a beautiful child who I love very much and I don’t need a man to complete my life. It’s already quite amazing.”

“Baby. It’s been nearly 3 year since he passed. I’m sure he would be ok with you moving on. He wouldn’t want you to be alone forever.” Mum said which a sad smile.

“I know mum.” I say with a sad smile.

“I just want you to find somebody who you can share you life with and have actual adult conversations.” She said while taking a sip of her hot drink.

“I do. At work.” I scruff back.

“You know what I mean. Isn’t there anyone at work you might like?”

“No. I haven’t been there long enough to get to know anyone to feel that way, and I’m always busy with or when I’m not working looking after Camila. I’m fine with were I am right now.”

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[angelstrenchcoat-67]

First fight and first time - A Matchmackers Story

Pairing: Alex x Reader

Warnings: Angst, fluff and smut? Omg.

Summary: After a very eventful day, a lot might change between Alex and Y/N

Beta’d by @winchestersandco

“And cut” Jensen, the director of this episode, yells, making Stella, the new guest star take a couple of steps back away from Alex. “Everyone take 15, some of us need a break” He mutters the last part as he gives me side eye.

I roll my eyes, walking back to the lunch table. I can feel Jensen following me, his eyes burning in the back of my neck. “Y/N”

“What?” I bite the inside of my cheek, trying to calm myself down.

“You know she's just acting, right?” He raises his eyebrow as I lean in for a mini sandwich.

“I don’t mind the scenes, Jay” I huff, remembering the incident from last night. “I get that they're gonna have to kiss several times”

“Then why do you look like you're about to murder her?”

“Because last night, around 11 pm, I went over Alex’s trailer and she was in his bed. Alex was a couple of feet away so I know nothing was happening. He said they were running lines but still” I swallow down, turning around to face him. “I'm not exactly comfortable with the whole situation”

“Have you talked to Alex about it?” He asks me, already knowing the answer.

“I wasn’t exactly in a mood to talk after that little scene I saw so I walked out and I’ve been avoiding him” I confess. I know I’m not being exactly mature about it, but I feel like throwing up when I remember her on the side of the bed I usually sleep in.

“I get that you feel bad but take it from someone who’s been in the show business for so long, misunderstandings like this are gonna happen often and if you really want this to work, you have to talk it through” He wraps his arms around my shoulders, planting a kiss on my hair. “I’m sure Alex will explain himself and it’s gonna be fine”

“I-“

I’m interrupted by a loud laugh erupting through the set as Alex tilts his head back. It seems Stella must have said something funny because she has her hand over his arm, a big smile on her face. My insides tighten as I watch them, a sudden urge to cry taking over me.

“Why don’t you go and rest?” Jensen looks down at me, a sympathetic look in his eyes. “We can shoot your scenes tomorrow, you don’t have to do this right now”

“Thanks” It’s all I manage to speak as I tear my eyes away from Alex, a stinging pain in my heart.

“Go, sweetheart” Jensen gives me a last wink before I walk out of the set, ready to start crying any minute now.

*Jensen’s POV*

When Y/N is no longer near, I close my fists, anger taking over me as I walk towards Alex. “Calvert”

He immediately snaps his eyes to me as Stella’s hand falls from his arm. “Yes?”

“Come here” I motion to him as I walk towards an empty room of the set. He follows behind, looking around the room before setting his eyes on me. Before I can stop myself, my arm swings hard against his face. “And don’t you dare return it because you deserved it”

“Dude, what the hell?” Alex whines as he brings his hand up to his lip.

“No, what the hell to you?” I shake my head. “Y/N is crying her eyes out right now over you in her trailer while you laugh with Stella”

“What?” He frowns, looking back at the other room to look for Y/N. “Why?”

“Why? Are you seriously asking that?” I huff, trying not to punch him again. “Yesterday she finds Stella all over your bed and now you two look like lovers, laughing over God knows what”

“It’s not what it looks like, Jensen” Alex breaths hard. “Stella is just a friend, that's it”

“I don’t think Stella nor Y/N seem to think that” I look back at the fake door as Jared and Misha walk in, a concerned look on their eyes.

“What’s going on?” Jared asks, looking at Alex’s bleeding lip.

“Nothing” Alex shakes his head, looking back at me. “I had it coming”

“You need to fix this, right now” I look at him harshly. “You might be our friend but Y/N is like a daughter to me and I will not hesitate to defend her”

“I know” Alex nods. “Can we finish my lines later? I need to go to her”

“Yes,” I feel more at ease now, knowing Alex at least cares. “Don’t screw this up”

——

“It killed me to see him like that” I bring my hands up to dry the tears that are forming in my eyes. “Giving her the smile that he usually saves for me”

“Oh, baby” Gen gives me sad smile through my phone. “I wish I was there with you to help you out”

“Don’t worry, I’m taking care of her for the three of us” Dee wraps her arms around me as I lean into her, my tears wetting her hoodie. “And I will punch Alex for the three of us”

“Please do” Vicky speaks from Dee’s phone. Yeah, we are that extra. “God, why are men so fucking blind sometimes?”

“She's just so fucking pretty” I groan, hiding my face in my hands.

“No, don’t do that, Y/N” Gen scolds me, her mom face appearing suddenly. “Don’t start comparing, don’t let Alex’s stupidity make you question yourself”

“You-“

Dee gets interrupted by the soft knock on my door and we all know who it is. I look back at the girls and the just nod, giving some reassurance. “Come in”

It only takes a couple of seconds before Alex appears a the door. I notice his bleeding lip but I stop myself from getting up to check on him. When he notices my red eyes and the killer look Danneel is sending him, his face falls, a sudden pain taking over his face. “Can we talk?”

Dee looks back at me, raising an eyebrow to ask me if I’m okay with that. I nod so I turn to the phones to say goodbye to the girls. They give me a couple of ‘i love you’ before hanging up. Dee stands up to leave my trailer, not before giving Alex one last angry glance.

Alex closes the door behind him, leaving only the two of us and silence in my trailer. I look up at his face and I see the tears forming in his eyes and that’s when I feel my insides snapping. I start sobbing into my hands, every cry harder than the last one. I can hear him moving around until he is kneeling in front of me, wrapping his arms around my legs to place his head over my lap.

“Please, don’t cry” His words are muffled against my sweatpants, his warm tears falling over my clothed thighs.

“Don’t tell me what to do when you had your chance to explain yourself today and you decided to give her your attention instead” I feel the anger boiling inside me, the words harder now. “Who in their right mind does that, Alex?”

“I’m sorry” He brings his head up to look for my eyes. “But she's just a coworker, a friend”

“I was just that to you too before” I try to push him away from me but he doesn’t let me, holding my legs tighter. “And of course, she's gorgeous and funny and you're playing lovers, what I’m a supposed to think when I show up to your trailer and she is in my spot, looking like a fucking angel over your bed?”

“No no no” Alex sits up, bringing his hands to grab my face. “Don’t you dare say that. I love you, Y/N. More than you can even possibly imagine and that’s never gonna change. Every time I picture my future, you’re the one I always imagine next to me. You are the first thing that shows up in my head when I wake up and you are the last thing on my mind when I go to bed. Hell, you even take over my dreams. You are my undoing, baby girl, and I would rather die a thousand times than dare to live a life without you. I need you to understand that, I need you to remember that always”

He stops me as I’m about to speak, giving me a hard kiss before reaching for my hand to place it over his heart. “Feel that? How my heart is beating like crazy? That’s me being afraid of losing you, of losing the most important person in my life. I love you so much and I cannot imagine my life without you, I wouldn’t be able to handle it”

“Alex” I sob, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Please don’t ever leave me. I don’t think I would be able to handle it. The thought of you loving someone else, of looking at someone else the way you look at me, it’s haunting. Please just love me”

“I don’t think I can ever stop, my Y/N” Alex grabs my face again to connect our lips one more time. His lips search for mine in desperation, his hand moving to my hair as mine pull him closer to me. My kisses become desperate until they trail down his neck as my hands ventures down to his shirt, undoing the first few buttons over his chest. “Babe?”

“Shh,” I stop him as my fingers undo the buttons until I have his shirt completely opened for me. “Love me”

“Ar-Are you sure about this?” He stops my hands, looking for my eyes. “You don’t have to prove anything to me, Y/N”

“I know” I push the shirt off his shoulder, making it fall to the floor of my trailer. I place my hand over his abs, feeling every line under my fingertips. “I’m ready”

“I love you” He connects our lips once again before picking me up from my couch. “I love you so much it hurts me”

He walks into my room with me in his arms, his hands under my bottom. Placing me carefully over the bed, he leans back to undo his pants. He watches me with fire in his eyes as the black jeans fall to the floor, leaving him only in his dark underwear.

“I think I’m a little bit in disadvantage here” He leans back in just as my eyes scan him completely. “Here, I’ll make things even”

I sit up so that he can remove my hoodie over my head, revealing my plain beige bra. “Sorry, I wasn’t really thinking we are gonna end up like this” I turn a whole new shade of red as his eyes travel down to my chest.

“It’s more than perfect” He murmurs before leaning down to place a kiss over both of my breasts. He trails his hands down to my sweatpants, removing them with a swift movement. “That’s better”

He kisses the side of my hip before moving up to meet my face again. “You can tell me if you don’t feel comfortable or if you want me to stop” He reassures me so I kiss him once again to give him the motivation to keep going.

He brings one hand up to my back to unhook my bra, making it loose around my chest. With a heavy breath, he pulls it away from me, showing myself in a way that Alex has never seen me before. He takes his warm tongue over the newly revealed skin. His lips are soft but hungry against my skin, sending my mind into a spiral.

He keeps his mouth over me as his hands take the sides of my panties, pushing them down my legs but I’m too caught up in the emotions he is making me feel to realize it until his hand touches me in the part that has been craving him for so long. A soft moan escapes my lips, almost like a purr as Alex adventures in me.

“Is this okay?” He asks me, moving his lips up my neck, his hot breath only making it harder for me to focus.

“Mhm” It’s all that I manage to say as he keeps me under his spell, my eyes closing with the overwhelming emotions. “I love you”

“I love you, too” He kisses me behind my ear before pulling his hands away from me. Before I can protest, his hands find mine at my sides and that’s when I notice he is now completely naked.

“Oh wow” I look down, swallowing hard before moving my eyes back to his face.

“Oh fuck” He groans, placing his head over my chest. “We don’t have protection”

“I-I, mmm” I blush hard as Alex looks back at me. “I’ve been thinking about this for a while so I started the pill and... there are some condoms on the nightstand”

“Oh my god” Alex muffles a moan before reaching for the bedside table. His hand roams around for a couple of seconds before appearing with a silver packet in between his fingers. “Tell me if you need me to slow down or even if you no longer want to”

“Okay” I smile at him, my heart fluttering at how careful he is being. “I trust you”

He places a quick kiss on my lips as he uses his free hand that is not supporting his weight to place the rubber over himself. He takes a deep breath, looking into me before sinking in.

I feel a sudden pain take over me as Alex kisses the tears away from my eyes, whispering soft words to me. I take a couple of breaths, steadying myself under Alex. “Are you okay?” He asks me, not liking the painful look on my face.

“Just give me a couple of seconds” I try to speak, my legs shaking under me. He keeps kissing my face, trying to make it easier for me. “It’s getting better, you can move now”

“Are you sure?” He asks me, kissing my collarbone so I just nod, placing my hand over his hips to encourage him. “Okay”

He starts moving, swaying us into a rhythm that makes my head fall back. I move my hands to his back, tracing every line his muscles mark as he moves over me. Our lips meet once again, falling into a rhythm that matches the ones of our hips as we move as one.

“God” Alex moans against my lips, one of his hand bringing my leg around his hips. “I love you so much”

“I love you” My voice comes out hoarse like I’ve never heard it before. “Oh Alex”

We keep going, each touch, each kiss heavier than before, sending my mind into agony, a good agony, the one that has my eyes turning and my breath caught in my throat. “Alex” I whine, feeling something reaching me, not sure of how to get it.

“Y/N” Alex moans hard against me which sends me off the edge, sudden electricity running through my body as his name falls of my mouth. “Oh God”

Alex’s moves become more sloppy as he groans against me before falling softly over me. “I- wow”

“Was that good?” I blush as he rolls us over so I rest over his chest. “I felt like I didn’t do anything”

“I’ve been dreaming about this moment for so long” He pushes a hair strand behind my ear. “And I can promise you that my dreams don’t give justice to how amazing this was”

“I’m sorry” I hide my face in his neck, kissing the skin under my lips. “I shouldn’t have doubted you”

“No, this is my fault. You had every right to get angry, I wasn’t fair to you” He shakes his head, grabbing my hand to bring it up to his lips. “I’m the one who should be apologizing. I love you so much and I should have explained everything to you at the moment. Stella showed up to run lines and I should have noticed she was being more than friendly and I should have stopped her. And today I should have looked for you to fix things”

“I don’t want you to feel like you have to do things because of fear of my reaction” I trace the side of his face with my finger. “I love you too”

“You are the most beautiful, smartest, funniest person I’ve ever met and I’m so lucky to get to hold you like this every day, to kiss you the way I get to” He places me on my back, kissing me before pulling away. “I know we’ve only been together for a while but... I love you more than I ever thought I would ever love someone”

“I feel the exact same way about you, Alex” I smile to him, earning one just as big from him. “You are it for me”

“Oh, fuck it, I’m doing it” He speaks more to himself so I frown as he stands up and walks over to the side of the closet that I have for him. He looks for something while I stare openly at his butt, not caring if I get caught.

He reaches for a pair of new underwear so I can no longer admire his derrière, before turning around. He walks back to the bed, sitting next to me. I feel a little self-conscious so I reach for one of Alex’s hoodies that is thrown over the bedside table.

“Babe” He calls my attention at that’s when I notice what he is holding between his hands. “I know we haven’t been together even for a year and some people might think I’m crazy but if there’s something I’m sure is that I want to spend every second of my life with you, loving you, making you feel like the most loved and most beautiful woman in the world”

“Alex” I feel like the earth is shaking under me, my hands shaking as I try to wipe the tears from my eyes.

“I completely understand if you feel like this is too sudden if you feel like you need some time to think about it” He opens the tiny box between his hand. “I bought this after the Whitecaps game, I’ve been holding myself back because I know it’s too soon but I don’t think I can wait anymore”

He takes the diamond ring out of the box before reaching for my left hand. “Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?”

By now the tears are running down my face like crazy, to the point where I can't see Alex clearly. “Yes, yes, yes”

I know people are gonna judge us, I know I said at the beginning I wanted to wait, that we were too young. But now, with Alex right here, I realize that there isn’t something I want more than this. Alex slides the ring onto my finger before pulling me hard against his chest, his tears mixing with mine as we kiss to seal this promise.

——

“I wish Gen and Vick were here” I mumble into Alex’s shoulder as we walk hand in hand into the set the next morning, a big smile visible on our faces.

“We can call them after to let them know” Alex kisses the side of my head as we step into the main room where everyone is fixing things for the new scene we have to film.

Jensen immediately sees us, straightening up from his chair that is next to Dee’s. I make sure to keep my hand hidden to not spoil anything. “Guys, can I get your attention please?”

Everyone immediately stops what they are doing, some moving closer to us, even Stella who is staring at Alex’s arm around me. “We have a bit of an announcement to make”

Everyone stares at us expectantly until I pull my hand from the back pocket of my jeans, bringing it up for everyone to see the flashing diamond. “We're having another supernatural wedding”

The sudden wave of claps and gasps erupt around the room as Alex kisses me to hide the grin from his face. The crew congratulates us before walking away to leave room for the closest friends.

“Dude, when I told you to fix things I never thought you were gonna fucking propose” Jensen grins as he hugs Alex. “You really set the bar high there for the next fights”

“Thanks, Jay” Alex pats his back. “I needed that wake-up call”

“I’m gonna cry” Danneel fans her face as she walks to me. “Alex, I’m not gonna lie, I was ready to murder you and Gen and Vick were thinking of the way to cover it up”

“You would have had the right to” He laughs before looking at me. “I was stupid there for a second”

“No, but for real, I’m happy for you” Dee hugs both of us before giving space for Jay to hug me too.

“Calvert, you threw it out of the park” Jared grins as he hugs Alex now. “Congrats” He smiles at me before placing a kiss over my head. “You deserve it”

“Thanks” I giggle before turning to Misha. “Do we get your blessing?”

“You should have asked for it before you got engaged but yes, I’m so happy for you” He kisses my head to before patting Alex’s shoulder. “Alex, you might be my son but you are definitely marrying up, she is way out of your league”

“Trust me, I know” Alex wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my temple.

“I’m gonna call Gen, Jay give me your phone to call Vick” She takes Jensen’s phone before he can even answer and walks away.

“Hey” A quiet voice calls our attention so we turn our head to find Stella a couple of feet away from us. “Congrats”

“Thank you” We both nod, Alex’s grip tightening around me.

“Y/N, can we talk?” She asks me so I nod, following her so that we are away from the boys. “I wanted to apologize, my actions were completely out of line and I should’ve been more respectful. I completely understand if you hate me”

“I don’t hate you” I shake my head. “It was Alex’s job to be respectful to me because he's the one who is in a relationship. Even though I wasn’t the biggest fan of your actions, I don’t hate you”

“Thank you” I see her shoulders fall like they were holding something heavy. “And I meant it, congratulations”

“Thanks” I give her a soft smile as Dee calls me to go over. “I gotta go, but just to be clear, we are okay”

She nods, smiling before walking over to her chair. I join the group, Alex raising an eyebrow to make sure everything is fine and smiles when I nod at him.

“Y/N” Dee calls me. “Come and talk to the girls” She holds the phones in front of me when Vick and Gen look at me, I bring my hand up. The loud screams make me giggle as the boys all share a look.

“I’m gonna cry” Gen sobs. “I’m so happy for you”

“Me too” Vicky sniffs. “And here I was ready to buy a remote territory so that we could bury Alex there”

I laugh hard at her words as Alex blinks, not entirely surprised by V.

“Do you know what that means?” I beam at them. “You are now wedding planners”

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IT’S BACK! I know you might be thinking hey why are they getting married so soon. I wamted to write the first time but I also wanted to take this as an oportunity to introduce *drum rolls* MATCHMAKERS PART 2! It’s gonna have a new name and if you read the last line... yes! It’s “Wedding Planners” I’m so excited! However, I will not be starting it until I’m done with You and I which has about 2-3 more chapters. Hope you are as excited as I am❤️

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[starshipsofstarlord]

Kiss it Better | Jack Kline

Summary; jack gets a headache and he has no idea to rid himself of it, usually he heals. So he goes to the one person who he thinks can help him.

Warnings; nothing just fluff

There was a feeling in his head, and it would not subside. It wasn’t quite pain, however it wasn’t a comfortable sensation either.

A frown laid its format upon his face, as he tried to comprehend the reasoning behind the apparent existence of an ache in his head.

Humans called it a head ache, he had heard Dean mention that he had one after being thrown by a monster or Sam had asked his brother to turn the music in the car down for the same reason.

And so walking in a shuffling trudge into the war room, he was met with Dean, whom was focused on his laptop, presumably doing research for a case close by.

“Dean..?” He warily asked, hearing a grunt of reply from the focused hunter. Jack knew that out of the brothers, Sam strongly preferred him over his sibling, but he however looked up to Dean.

He was a role model to the young nephilim, and so he walked closer, wishing to learn from the hunter’s experience with such a heavy head.

“I have a headache.” Jack began, noticing how Dean’s eyes drifted over to him. “How do I get rid of it?”

“Ask y/n to kiss it better.” It was a joke on Dean’s part, for he knew of the crush that Lucifer’s son harboured you. But he watched as Jack sent him a thankyou and an honest smile, walking to the hallway of the bunker.

🏹

A knock resonated on the hard wood of your bedroom door, encouraging you to pause your tv. A part of you prayed that it was not Sam again, asking you to turn the volume down.

But even if it were him, you were still inclined to answer the door, and so you shuffled over to the closed barrier in your fluffy socks, pulling it open to be met with a tired eye Jack.

“Everything alright?” You were sceptical, it would be just your luck if a situation was proceeding in your home, it would not be the first time that you had been in the middle of a marathon when an incident occurred.

The young being noticed the worried, concerned tone that lifted your words, and he nervously gulped. He took one step forward, a little one so that he wasn’t stood in the middle of the hall, and finally spoke.

“I have a headache.” He mumbled groggily, his hands fidgeting as he spoke, as though to distract himself from the gallon that felt like was atop of his shoulders. “Dean said that you could kiss it better.”

The hopelessness in your eyes made you rethink giving him an ultimatum, and instead you pulled him closer gently by the back of his neck, craning his head to meet your lips.

You placed a featherlight kiss upon his forehead, his eyelashes fluttering at the notion. He lightly smiled, content with the contact.

But realistically you knew that would not diffused the tension within his skull, so you brought him into your room. You laid down, turning off the light of the television, and allowed him to rest his docile head upon your collarbone.

All night, you gave him forehead kisses, and were pleasantly surprised when he awoke in the morning, claiming that Dean’s prescription worked.

[writethelifeyouwant]

Femme Fatale - Ch 2 / 2

Pairing: Alex x Reader Rating: 18+ Tags: Sub!Alex, Domme!Reader, pegging, blow job on a dildo, praise kink, bondage, cock bondage, spreader bar, dirty talk about exhibitionism, degradation Word Count: 3.2k Created for: @spnkinkbingo - Praise Kink | @anyfandomgoesbingo - Blindfolds

A/N: Thank you so much for being my first ever commission Sin! I've had a lot of fun tackling this challenge because I've never written a Domme!reader before but I really appreciate you trusting me with your idea, and I hope I do it justice ❤️

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Alex has been waiting so patiently. Since he and Y/N had gone to Femme Fatale a few weeks ago, he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about everything he saw there. He hasn’t been able to stop thinking about what he saw Jared doing – or more accurately, what he saw being done to Jared.

Seeing Jared submit so publicly to all those people had been mesmerising; Jensen watching on proudly from the sidelines, offering Jared encouragement and praise when Jared finally couldn’t take it any longer and asked permission to cum. Jared had spurted into Jensen’s hand, held just below him while some tiny thing continued to pound into him from behind, her own domme egging her on the whole time, and then Jared had dutifully licked Jensen’s hand clean for him when he was finished. Alex had thought he was going to cream his shorts just from watching but he’d managed to restrain himself until they got home and Y/N had ridden him until they were both shuddering and sated.

He’s been dreaming about it, waking up hard every morning since that night. And not just semi-chubbed up – achingly, maddeningly, rock-solid and leaking. It’s gotten him into trouble, because he hasn’t been able to resist touching himself when he’s that hard up, and he’s not allowed to do that. Y/N had actually brought home a cock cage the night before for him to sleep in, so he didn’t wind up breaking his rules and ruining her plans for him. She can’t very well give him what he’s been dreaming about for weeks if he’s misbehaving.

Y/N had brought home a few other things last night along with the cock cage – she’d clearly enjoyed her shopping trip a little too much. The object of his fantasies is now sitting in front of him in the centre of their bed, black and threatening against the crisp, pale linens of the rest of the bedroom. The strap-on was a good size. Alex had been nervous that Y/N would be too cautious, too gentle with him, and get something shamefully small, but she hadn’t. Caution has never been her style anyways. He’s already getting ahead of himself imagining what it will be like to take something even bigger.

Alex is wearing the other new addition to their collection, a silicone plug that has been holding him open for the past hour or so while he kneels, waiting, at the foot of the bed. He had settled easily into the familiar position, his ankles and knees spread wide and in line while he sat back lightly on the spreader bar holding his legs apart. Being held open like this, he has to concentrate on staying tight so the plug doesn’t slip out. He knows if it does, he’ll be punished.

Y/N is in the shower, part of her ritual when they plan longer play sessions like this. She leaves Alex to sit and settle into his headspace while she uses the steam and the quiet to find her own. At the sound of the hairdryer, Alex feels his cock try to harden inside its restraint. That sound means Y/N is almost ready for him, and it’s a conditioned response by now, the excited heat he feels creeping under his skin. The sound of the door opening and closing comes a moment later, and Alex’s cock gives another smothered leap. She’s in the room with him now.

The scrape of blunt nails across the short hairs at the nape of his neck makes Alex shake, and the cuffs on his wrists and ankles rattle. He tries to crane his head back to see her but she pulls away, and he knows that means he’s not supposed to look yet.

“Have you been good for me, baby boy?” Y/N’s voice rings sweetly above him, sinking into his veins like a shot of something cool and calm. She’s using Jensen’s nickname for Jared again, the name he’s come to associate with this act. With dildos and harnesses and boys on their knees showing off how good they can be when they’re told what to do – when they’re owned like he and Jared are.

“Yes, Mistress,” Alex answers steadfastly. He has been good, he knows he has. He has been perfect for her.

“Yes, I can see you have been,” and he can hear the smile in Y/N’s voice, even though she still won’t move to where he can see her. He gasps suddenly but manages to choke it off before he gets too loud. Y/N had bent down to tap against his plug, nudging it maddeningly close to his prostate. “Good boy,” Y/N drops a small kiss to his shoulder in recognition of his efforts to keep quiet.

Alex savours the compliment, smiling proudly until a wisp of black trails up his back and over his eyes – his blindfold. He instantly deflates as Y/N secures the tie at the back of his head. He wants to see her. Well really, he wants to see her with a cock jutting out from her hips. He desperately hopes this doesn’t mean he won’t get to do that. A sharp tug on his cock sends Alex’s back rigid again as he tries to hold in the cry of shock at the sudden pain, however short lived.

“If you’re going to mope, we can stop right now,” Y/N speaks gently against his ear. She’s not mean about it, not cruel or teasing, she’s simply informing him.

“No, sorry, I’m sorry,” Alex sits as straight as he can manage, shoulders back, thighs and spine tensed.

“It’s okay, baby boy,” Y/N slips the back of her hand across his cheek and down his chest before pulling away. The creak of the bed springs tell Alex that she’s climbed on, hopefully, he prays as fervently as he can, to retrieve the strap-on she’d left him to contemplate this whole time. There’s moving and rustling and breathing but it’s all muddling together in his ears. He can’t make out where anything is, what anything is. He can only wait.

Something firm brushes against his lips. Y/N is in front of him now, and, he hopes, wearing the harness. The dildo is what’s pressing at his lips, and it is pressing now, not just brushing against them. Y/N wants him to let her in. He does, with relish.

“Good boy,” Y/N intones above him, her hands reaching for his head and combing through his hair. She doesn’t try directing him at first, just lets him explore the toy on his own. The silicone feels odd against his lips, it dries too quickly every time he pulls back so his mouth catches against its veins on each push back in. He isn’t sure how much of it he’s managing to fit into his mouth but he finds his limit fairly quickly, accidentally gagging himself and having to pull off.

“Sorry,” he pants, wishing he could wipe the spit that’s dripping down his chin, but his arms are still tied to the bar behind him. He must look so pathetic right now. His cock gives another twinge in its cage.

“It’s okay baby boy, try again, you can do it.” Y/N reassures him gently and pulls his mouth back to the toy. This time, when he reaches his limit and starts to pull away, Y/N stops him. She grips his hair tightly and holds the back of his head still on her cock. Alex gags again but stays still, and after a moment the intrusion doesn’t feel as bothersome. “Good boy,” Y/N murmurs above him, and Alex’s chest swells with warmth. “Just take a little more for me, baby boy. There we go,” Y/N eases him down just a fraction, and Alex starts to suck to distract his throat from wanting to push the toy out the other way.

“Fuck, you look so good like this baby,” Y/N sighs above him, petting his hair in appreciation. “Can just imagine how jealous all those guys at the club would be, seeing you suck me down so good. They’d all want a turn. It’s a shame to have you waste such a pretty mouth on a cock that can’t even feel it.” Alex moans around the toy and Y/N lets him pull back to suckle at the head. “You tryin’ to make me cum, baby boy?” Y/N laughs as Alex nods. “Such a fucking cumslut, aren’t you? Perfect fucking toy for that club.”

Alex’s mouth is suddenly empty and the air around him grows still and cold. He wants to call out, ask where she’s gone, but he doesn’t dare. Y/N keeps him waiting, testing him to see if he can behave, if he can keep quiet.

He passes.

The restraints holding his wrists to the bar click as Y/N undoes the buckles. She carefully rubs each wrist and moves the arm gently back and forth so she doesn’t shock his joints, before placing each hand palm down on the bed in front of him.

“Stand up, and keep bent over.” Alex pushes up from his knees onto his toes gracefully, in a move reminiscent of a yoga transition, and sinks his head and shoulders to the mattress, back arching and feet still widespread, leaving his ass open and on display. Arousal courses through him from the depth of the submission in this position. “So pretty,” Y/N coos. “I’ll have to bring a camera next time.” Next time. Alex’s blood sings at the promise, and he hasn’t even been fucked yet.

A fingernail trails lightly over the head of his cock through its cage, and he groans, unable to hold it in. That earns him a smack right over the plug sticking out of his exposed hole. He can’t stop the moan that follows that either, and Y/N repeats the motion harder, and harder again.

“C’mon baby, if you’re gonna moan like a little bitch then at least try to sound sexy while you do it,” she sneers behind him. Alex feels his body flame red under the insult. “You just sound like a slut. There’s plenty of those to go around, nothing making you special.” Alex cries out at the next hit and feels a spurt of precome force its way out of his cock. “That’s more like it,” Y/N praises, and he sighs in relief that he got it right.

The next sound Alex hears is the snick of a plastic cap – lube – he clenches just thinking about it. Then the plug in him is being twisted, swirled and thrust in and out of him teasingly. He moans again, now that he has permission, and Y/N pumps the plug in even harder as a reward. His ass doesn’t want to let it go when she pulls it away, oh so slowly, but it’s almost immediately replaced with her finger. It’s much thinner than the plug, and Alex feels his hole fluttering around it wantonly, silently begging for more, which she readily gives.

A second finger follows quickly and easily. The third is tougher, this time it’s a stretch, but the tight pain sends another shot of warmth through his cock and leaks out of the tip onto the bed. Y/N notices.

“You like that, baby boy?” she asks, sugar sweet. Alex nods and whines, and her fingers leave him instantly.

“Yes, Mistress!” he corrects, arching his back to try to find her fingers. She obliges him and pushes them in again.

“You think you’re ready?”

“Yes, Mistress,” he answers properly, fucking himself back into her hand.

“Okay,” she withdraws her fingers and gives his butt a soothing pat. “On the bed, on your back for me, yeah?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Alex turns to sit on the bed and hoists himself back until he can feel their pillows and headboard behind him. He lays down, bending his knees and pulling them back to his chest. The bed dips below him as Y/N climbs on too, crawling between Alex’s legs. Another click, more lube drips down his ass, the cool liquid pooling on the covers as it runs off his ass. He feels the dildo press against his hole and he holds his breath.

The first nudge inside of him is strange. It’s thicker and rounder than anything he’s had back there before. The second little push is uncomfortable, and Alex scrunches his eyes shut, even though, with the blindfold on, it doesn’t make much difference. Y/N’s hands smooth up the backs of his thighs, rubbing gently, soothing the tension that had rocketed through them a moment before. After a few seconds of sympathetic touching Alex manages to relax, and he feels the dildo slip a little further inside of him.

Y/N keeps up soft cooing noises under her breath, making sure Alex knows how good he’s being, what a perfect baby boy he’s being for her. The praise makes him glow, and helps him forget the pain that’s still pulsing dully between his legs.

“I think you deserve a little reward, for being so good,” Y/N whispers when she’s finally pushed the toy all the way in, her hips flush with his.

“Can I see you?” Alex asks desperately. “Wanna look at you Mistress, please.”

“That’s what you want?” Y/N laughs, a little creully. “I was going to take this off,” her fingers skim over his balls and the cock cage keeping him soft and Alex jumps under the touch, “but if you want the blindfold off instead…” Y/N trails off, leaving the choice up to him. Alex falters, caught out by his own eagerness. If Y/N doesn’t take the cage off him now, she might not take it off at all. But on the other hand, the thought of not being able to see her the rest of the night… not being able to watch her fucking him, to see the cock pushing in and out of his body, the same sight he’d been so transfixed by when he was watching it happen to Jared… he needs to see it.

“The blindfold,” Alex whimpers as Y/N continues to tease his cock through the metal rings clamped around it. “Take off the blindfold, please, Mistress.”

“As you wish.”

Alex blinks up at Y/N’s smiling face as his eyes adjust to the light in the room. She looks fucking sexy. She’s in the same lingerine that she’d worn to Femme Fatale that night, the set he’d picked out for her to wear, and the addition of the leather harness at her hips is unfairly attractive. Alex glances down to their hips, takes in the sight of his cock lying limp against his stomach in its little metal prison, and skims further down to catch a glimpse of shiny black poking out from between their bodies. He swallows hard. This was absolutely the right decision.

“Like what you see baby boy?” Y/N taunts, swivelling her hips just a little to pull a groan from him as the dildo rubs against his prostate.

“Fuck yes,” Alex whines, the sound catching high in his throat and pouring out of him raggedly.

“Gonna let me fuck you now?” she asks sweetly, swinging her hips again.

“Fucking please, Mistre– fuck!” Alex shouts as Y/N pulls out and pistons her hips back in harshly. The pain is still there but the sharp strike of the toy inside him sends something like lightning up his spine that drowns out any other feeling his body is trying to conjure.

“Such a dirty mouth,” Y/N pants, beginning to sound out of breath as she fucks his ass relentlessly. “Love that about you, baby. Let me hear you.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” That’s the only word Alex can remember right now. He’s been waiting for this, dreaming about this, for so long and now it’s finally happening he can’t hold himself back. His cock aches and his head goes fuzzy as all the blood in his body tries to drain to his groin to get him hard but the cage keeps him soft and passive. It doesn’t stop him from leaking precum all over his stomach though. It’s dripping down his side, pooling in his belly button, leaving him slick and sticky and fucking humiliated the more he looks at it. Y/N catches where he’s looking and smirks, running her fingers through the offending liquid and bringing it to his lips.

“Look at this fucking mess, such a needy little slut aren’t you?” Alex whimpers and nods, head jerking back as Y/N pushes his hips up so she can get even deeper. “Like my cock in your ass baby boy?” Alex nods again, lost for words and breath. “Can’t wait to see how much more this slutty little hole can take. Maybe it can take two? What do you think about that, me and someone else fucking you open so you’re all loose and used up?”

Y/N’s monologue has Alex gasping for air. He’s always found her voice sexy, and when she paints these pictures for him, how can he not fall straight in and give himself up to the pleasure she’s promising?

“Wanna get you a cock that’s so big I can see it inside you.” Y/N runs her hand over his stomach, through the sticky mess he’s leaking over his happy trail. “Wanna see it right here, punching up inside you, filling you up so good.” Alex groans, pushing up into her hand and pushing his hips back onto her cock. “That’s it baby, fuck yourself for me, good boy.”

Alex is starting to get dizzy. The physical exertion and the immense pleasure and the tinge of pain and lack of hard on to channel everything into has him thrown off, and achingly desperate – obviously just how Y/N wants him. Then, without warning, the pressure on his cock disappears and it fills so rapidly it’s painful and without the chance to even think about asking for permission he’s cumming in long pulses, shooting up his chest and onto his lips and his chin. He thinks he screamed but he can’t be sure and then everything goes orange and red and splotchy, and then white.

Alex blinks awake in the semi-dark, the blue glow of Y/N’s laptop illuminating her baggy t-shirt and messy hair as she sits up in bed reading. It takes him a moment to orient himself, to remember how to move his fingers and toes but he finally manages to drag himself closer to Y/N.

“Hey there, sleepy head,” she grins down at him, and reaches out to stroke his hair off his forehead. “How are you feeling?”

“Completely dead,” Alex breathes. “In a good way,” he adds when he catches the tinge of worry flit across Y/N’s face. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome, baby boy,” Y/N leans down and brushes his lips in a soft kiss. “So, you want to do that again?”

“Absolutely,” Alex sighs, snuggling into Y/N’s side and wrapping his arms around her like a teddy bear.

“Good,” Y/N pushes away her laptop and settles into the cuddle, curling up in Alex’s arms like a happy little spoon. “Because I’ve got some ideas.”

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[bisexualcrowley]

Camping

Pairing: Jack Kline x Fem!Reader, mentions of Destiel

Summary: Dean and Cas take you and Jack on a camping trip that leads to more than you bargained for

Content: Smut, bit of fluff, public/outdoor sex, pre- god Jack, slight breeding kink, unprotected sex

Word count: 1,160 

When Dean and Cas offered to take you out on a regular, non-hunt related camping trip under the quickly thought up excuse to give Sam some time alone,(definitely not because Dean and Cas wanted some time alone themselves,)  you weren’t surprised when Jack joined you in the back of the Impala at the last minute with a goofy smile and an off-hand comment about wanting to see what camping was like.

You weren’t surprised when Jack burned every marshmallow he tried to roast. Weren’t surprised when Dean and Cas retired to their tent early “so they could get an early start in the morning”

What you didn’t expect, however, was to be stumbling out of the tent you were sharing with the nephilim just as the sun was setting with your lips locked together in a passionate kiss and Jack’s rather impressive erection pressing against your inner thigh.

When Jack slammed you uncharacteristically roughly against the rough trunk of a tree just barely hidden from view of the campsite, you didn’t hold back a quiet moan at your obvious enjoyment of the rough treatment.

Jack gave a pleased hum against your mouth at the sound you made, reaching his left hand down to hike your leg up over his hip, the movement drawing your attention to the heat that had pooled in your sex, and you were sure that if it wasn’t for your shorts, your arousal would be dripping down your thighs and smearing on Jack’s pant leg by now.

Without separating your lips from his, you pushed at the collar of the nephilim’s jacket, nudging his chin back with your free hand and baring his neck. Jack arched out of the kiss as you ran your fingers along his jawline, down his neck, and when you leaned down to run your tongue along the smooth flesh, Jack let out a low, drawn-out moan that had you repeating the motion just so you could hear it again.

A quick snap of his hips against your own was more than enough for you to feel the hard outline of his cock pressing against his pants, and you slid a hand down to thumb over it’s covered head, smearing the pre-cum that had seeped through the fabric.

It was clear that the movement had your levels of arousal peaking, and your already heated actions suddenly gained an air of urgency as Jack ground against your hand with a whimper

“Off,” Jack mumbled, tugging lightly at your top while barely separating your lips long enough to speak before he was ravishing your mouth again.

Much to his dismay, you yanking off your shirt did require you to break away from the kiss and in the few short seconds you were apart, Jack’s patience wore out and he groaned loudly, letting his hands fall down to fumble the clasp of his belt open and unzip his pants before returning them to rest on your waist.

The nephilim’s fingers ghosted over your now bare stomach, trailing up to cup your breasts and thumb over your nipples, earning a soft gasp from you against his mouth.

"Say it," Jack panted, ducking his head to nip along your jawline. "Please... Tell me what you want, I want to hear you say it."

You let out a low whine as you ground yourself down against his thigh, and a shudder ran through your body.

“Please,” You murmured, “Need you to touch me... God I want you Jack."

Arousal clouding his thoughts to the point he couldn’t come up with a coherent word to say, Jack simply reached forward and tugged your shorts down and fumbled with the front of his pants again, quickly freeing his leaking cock from his boxers and pulling your hips towards him in one smooth motion.

“Fuuckkk that’s good,” Jack moaned as he slowly slid himself into your throbbing heat, your juices coating his cock and leaving him groaning far louder than he would have liked

You cried out softly and rocked against him, one hand braced on the tree behind you and the other clenched in his sandy blond hair, each little tug drawing a choked gasp from the nephilim.

The sound of skin hitting skin mingled with your desperate whimpers and Jack’s breathy moans as he filled you up again and again, his length slamming against your g-spot and thumb flying over your clit with each thrust and sending you flying towards your climax.

“Remind me why we’re having sex behind a tree?” Jack huffed as his hips slammed against yours again, each thrust seeming impossibly deep and leaving you crying out softly for him to go faster.

“Because. The tent. Was too close. To Cas. And Dean,” You breathed between thrusts, a laugh turning into a whine when Jack simultaneously moved a hand between your bodies to rub a teasing finger over your clit and ducked his head down, pressing his lips to your neck and sucking a red mark into the delicate skin.

“Fair enough,” Jack chuckled when he pulled away, choking on his words as you hiked your leg up over his hip and tugged him forward by the collar of his jacket to pull him into a searing kiss.

One final swipe of Jack’s thumb across your clit was just what you needed, and with a moan of his name you succumbed to the pleasure, your orgasm washing over your entire body and leaving you writhing between Jack and the rough bark of the tree.

Your mind went blank as you rode out the waves of pleasure, letting the blissful feeling take over as you shook against the nephilim.

You were unsure how long it was before you came back to the real world, but when the fog of pleasure finally cleared enough for you to think, Jack had dropped his face to your shoulder again and was crying out as he reached his own peak.

His cock throbbed inside you, each pulsating twitch sending hot cum spurting against your walls as they clenched down on him. You milked Jack for all he had, and before long his sloppy thrusts had stilled, leaving the two of you reveling in the sensation of his seed filling you, sliding past his cock and dripping down your thighs as he trembled and moaned against you.

As Jack rode out his orgasm, his head fell to your shoulder and you could feel him smile against you. “Do you think they could hear us through the tent?” he chuckled, and before you could reply, the mildly annoyed and somewhat amused voices of Dean and Castiel answered for you.

“We can.”

“We absolutely can”

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Tags, lmk if you want to be added <3  @frog-tiddies​ @cursedbobs​

[tawneybel]

Imagine astonishing Tom when he catches you mastur/bating on the balcony. He didn’t think he’d be seeing that ecstatic expression on your face so soon. And that all-too-brief glimpse of your finger sliding against your c/l/i/t... 

Your admirer would have loved if you were fully moaning his name. But you weren’t murmuring “Tom,” or even “Alex.” So he needs to show you who you belong to now.

[musiclovinchic93]

Happy New Year!!!!

I am so excited for 2020 and I hope you all are as well. Here is to a good year and a fabulous decade to come!

[blairespandora]

WARNING!!: Shower sex / slight god kink

Redbone - Childish Gambino

JackKline x FWB!reader

She could feel the bass of the song inside her bones, the steaming hot water pouring down her front and the cold feel of the tiles rubbing on her back as she was rolling her hips to meet Jacks thrusts.

"God baby... you are so tight" he whispered in her ear as he continued kissing her neck, whilst his hand grabbed her groin and gave it a pleasurable and loud smack.

"You fuck me so good Jack" she whined as she felt herself getting closer to the high.

Jack then grabbed her cheeks and tightened the grip on her face "My little angel only deserves the best from her God, doesn't she?"

A loud smack could be heard echoing trough the foggy bathroom which only made her moan even more. She loved his manhandling as well as his God kink... let's be honest he was the hottest creature on this planet and she was lucky enough to have the chance to pleasure his needs. She craved his attention.

"Yes God, your angel was so good today, please have mercy on her and help her come with your large cock"

Thats all it took. He couldn't even hear the music that was playing from the speakers. All he could here were the whines and the majestic moans that were coming out of her. Jack grabbed her hips with both hands and started drilling into her sweet hole whilst his angel aura made sure to vibrate against her clit, over stimulating her.

"Ahhhh... I'm going to come Jack, it's too much! Please let me come, please please please" she pleaded, going limp in his arms from the amount of pleasure a human shouldn't be able to experience.

"Come for me my beautiful angel, come on my cock" he ordered her, feeling himself come close to cumming."

Hearing his words, she felt herself release. It was so powerful she couldn't even let out a noise, her eyes rolling back and her head falling on his shoulder.

"Good good girl, I'm close as well, you are taking me so well, just a bit longer" jack said trough gritted teeth as he felt his eyes light up from the pleasure and the lights started flickering as he released inside of her making her whimper from the feel.

After a few seconds of them catching their breath, both opened their eyes and smiled at each other sharing a knowing look.

A knock could be heard in the now quiet bathroom apart from the water still flowing.

"GODDAMIT JACK! YOU BROKE THE LIGHTS IN THE BUNKER AGAIN!" Deans muffled screams could be heard from behind the door making them laugh.

Oh shit, here we go again...

Also published in Sweetheart on Wattpad

[percussiongirl2017]

RPF Imagines/Series Masterlist

One Day At a Time ~You’ve been a part of the cast for a while yet no one has ever seen you cry, in character or in person.~ Part 2

Stupid Games ~Someone is playing games with your heart and Alex isn’t having it.~ Part 2

[ohmoonbeam]

I can’t express how much this messed me up when I first read it - but in the best way! Goodness me, the kind of filth I live to read 🥵

The Gift - J2/Alex Calvert x Reader Oneshot

Summary:  “What a gift your boyfriend left us. He knows how much we love using you.” 

Jensen chuckles at Jared’s words, pulling back and freeing your mouth so you can gasp for air. “Damn right we do.”

Rating: 18+ (Pure Filth)

Pairings: Alex Calvert x Reader // Jared x Reader x Jensen (No J2) // Alex x Reader x J2 (hinted)

WC: 1.8k

A/Ns: This is for @anaelsbrunette​‘s 20th Birthday bash. Happy birthday, my love <3 I hope you enjoy this utter filth. 

As we all know, I went down an Alex rabbit hole recently and got stuck. I like it down here, hope you do too ;) My prompt was: “Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a go with you. Would you like that?” which you’ll find in bold! Enjoy!!! <3

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Your legs are shaking, wrists and ankles sore from the tugging and struggling against your bonds, but the blue eyes that sparkle down at you only look amused. 

“Alex, please,” you whimper, feeling tears in your eyes. The smirk on his lips deepens as he watches your face twist with pleasure you can’t escape from, the vibrator he’s strapped between your legs never faltering for a second as it delivers yet another orgasm. ”Fuck,” you whine, “please, I’ve had enough.” But he knows that’s a lie. He knows any words that come out of your mouth that aren’t your safe word can be ignored, and he relishes in it. 

“Gotta be quiet, darling, someone might hear what we’re up to,” he tells you with a chuckle. But something tells you that that’s exactly what he wants to happen. Alex had always been treated like his character - the rest of the cast love him, but they definitely babied him at first. You know only too well that he’s anything but the sweet innocent character he portrays on the show, and over time they learned that too. 

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Life’s Complicated (Part 1)

Overall Summary : When Bella Mikaelson was 17 she had a little baby girl. She went off to college and studied drama and music, while her parents looked after her daughter Camila Mikaelson. When she graduated she started auditioning for different movies and TV shows and ended up getting a role in the CW show Supernatural where she meets her new family.

Pairing : Alexander Calvert x Reader / Jared Padalecki x Reader (Platonic) / Jensen Ackles x Reader (Platonic) / Misha Collins x Reader (Platonic) / Genevieve Padalecki / Danneel Ackles

Warnings : Fluff, Angst, Smut, Semi Smut, Drinking

I decided to give the reader a name in this fic.

Series Masterlist / Main Masterlist

My name is Bella Mikaelson. I’m 25 years old living in New York, Lower Manhattan with my 8 year old daughter. I’ve lived here my entire life. I graduated from New York University Tisch School of the Arts where I spent my time studying drama and music, and also in my free time did some photography. Ever since I was a little kid all I wanted to do was perform, tell stories whether it was through acting, writing or singing a song. I did musicals all throughout high school, but during my senior year I became pregnant with my boyfriend at the time Caleb, we had been dating since sophomore year. Everything was perfect, my parents came around and supported me the same with Caleb and his parents. Sadly during my second year of Uni, he passed away in a car accident leaving me and leaving Camila fatherless, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have some good father figures. That’s when I started working harder on my studies and starting adding more hours to my job so I could make more money to make sure my daughter would have a good life growing up. During my last year of University I got a modelling job, it wasn’t anything big but it paid well. Around that time I also joined an acting agency started getting little jobs doing adverts, then getting small role in TV shows nothing big, just one liners. I had saved up a lot of money at this point and hired an manger to help me get auditions. Around 2 months later of going on auditions I get to audition for Eric Kripke for his show Supernatural. During season 14 they were looking for a new hunter who Sam and Dean come across on a hunt. Near the end of the season. So we sent in a video tape since I was nowhere near where auditions were being held. Then a few weeks later I get a call saying they wanted me to come to Vancouver and audition in person. Let’s just say I ended up getting the role and I have been living in Vancouver now for the past 4 months with my daughter Camila. My mum also came with us until I got enough money to be able to pay for a nanny to help me look after Camila while I was at work. I also spent a few weeks before filming bingeing the whole seasons from 1-13 since I hadn’t ever watched the show before.

We are currently working on the season 14 finale episode before wrapping up before head out for hiatus. My contract had already been signed as I was wanted back for season 15 as well. However, I was only staying for half the season, as they were killing my character off in the upcoming season. I was currently on set, just finished filming a scene with Jared and Jensen in baby. It was now lunch. We all headed over to catering to grab something, I ended getting a chicken salad and grabbed myself 2 bottles of water and headed to the little seating area outside where we all sat during lunch. We only had one more scene to film before we were finished for the day and would be wrapped for the season. During hiatus we had different cons we would attend to but we also had time to relax and I couldn’t wait for that, to spend loads of time with my girl and take her on a mini holiday, as we never really been on a real holiday before.

I was currently eating my salad when Jared and Jensen came over after getting their food and sat down opposite to me on the bench. We were talking about what we were doing on our time off before convention season starts which I was being invited to as the viewers really welcomed my character Toni with open arms. It was like over night my life changed. I was now financially stable for one thing, so I could make sure Camila was well looked after which was the most important thing to me.

“So Bella, What are you going to be doing during hiatus?” Jared asked while eating a chicken sandwich.

“Thinking about going home fore a little while, back to New York. Cami hasn’t seen my parents in a little while, I could tell she is missing them a lot like me. So going home for a bit to relax doesn’t seem like a bad idea. Then maybe take her on a little mini holiday, just the two of us. What about you guys” I say.

He nods “Yeah. We’re going to do pretty much the same. I like having my family around. I miss them too much” Jensen agreed with his statement.

Throughout the rest of our lunch break we continue talking about little small things and what was going to happen during con season. Once we had finished lunch we headed over got some retouches as we had just eaten and then we headed into the library set to finished our last scene for the season.

It was currently around 8pm, sine we started filming early this morning we gad enough time to get all the shots we needed and got to head home a little later than normal as while shooting the final scene Jared and Jensen kept trying to make everyone laugh but we got through it and got all the shots we needed. I was getting my belongings from my trailer and FaceTime Camila as it was getting close to her bedtime and I never liked not saying goodnight to her, even though I was leaving I just like to make sure. I could get in traffic and I would be annoyed with myself for not doing when I had the chance.

“So how was you day sweetie?” I ask.

“It was good. I finished all my math homework even though I found hard, but I figured it out” she said proudly.

I smile. She always made me smile. “Well that’s good. I’m proud of you, keep that up. Don’t give up and you can do anything sweetie. So what did you end up having for dinner tonight?”

“SPAGHETTI AND MEATBALLS” she screamed. I start laughing as I know that’s her favourite meal in the world.

“Ohhh. I’m jealous. Hehe. Well I’m gonna just about to leave work right now to come home ok. I’m going to try and get home in time baby, but if I don’t I’m gonna say goodnight now ok.”

“Ok mummy. Goodnight. I love you.”

“I love you too my sweet baby”

“Goodnight”

“Sweet dreams petal.” Then we end the call and I finished putting my things away in my bags when a knock comes from my trailer door. I call for the person to come in, when Jensen pops in with Jared following him.

“Hey Bella” Jensen said while leaning on the counter and Jared sat down on the sofa.

“Hey, What do you guys need?” I ask while putting my laptop into its case with its charger.

“We forgot to ask you this at lunch today, we are having a BQQ in a couple weeks. It’ll be our to families as well at the Collins. Alex is coming we just spoke with him, now we are asking you? You think you’ll be free Sunday before the Cons start?” Jensen said.

“Errmmm… let me check my calendar.” I say and get out my phone and opening up my calendar app. I had nothing planned. “Nope, looks like I free that weekend.”

“Great! You’re coming then. I’ll text you the address, it’ll be at my house. Bring Camila too. It’ll be nice to have all little ones around together.” Jared said.

“Yeah” I said with a smile. We said our goodbyes and they headed off while I collected my packed bags and headed to my car and leaving and heading back to my Vancouver home. If I rushed I would make it just in time before Camila had to be in bed.

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[angelstrenchcoat-67]

Game Day - A Matchmaker's Story

Pairing: Alex x Reader

Warnings: Fluff for days

Summary: Going to the Whitecaps game to support Alex.

Author's note: This is a headcanon for my Matchmakers series but you don't have to read it to understand it (tho I highly recommended it because it's awesome). There are a few references but nothing to big.

Beta'd by @winchestersandco

"Looking good, girl" Kathryn smiles brightly at me as I take the seat between her and Katherine. Gen, Dee, and Vic couldn't be here today since they are back home with their families so the girls came to keep me company.

"Not hiding it anymore, I see" Katherine smirks as she stares at the back of my shirt where CALVERT reads in big blue letters.

"It's not like we've been secretive about it" I mutter, looking for Alex at the bench. He’s running his hand through his hair as the starting players move to the center of the field. "Besides, most of the fans have already figured it out"

"How did it happen? You haven't given us the details to your love story" Kathryn asks me as a loud whistle indicates the beginning of the game.

"I kinda knew that I liked him, I was just in denial about it and he says he knew he liked me and that he had always wanted to ask me out but never got the courage" I bite the side of my lip to hide my grin. "But when we went to the beach with the guys, they made it their mission to get us together so we ended up spending most of the time together, so it was impossible to pretend like nothing was going on between us"

"And who made the first move?" Katherine turns around to focus on me, more interested in the conversation than in the game.

"Mmm, Alex tried to kiss me first but I ran away but later I kissed him so, I don't know" I chuckle at the surprised look on both of them. "I did walk in on him when he was showering so maybe that was me making the first move.

"You saw him naked?"

"You ran away?"

They both ask at the same time, the noise of the crowd stopping the people nearby from hearing them. "I panicked when I saw him leaning in and no, I didn't see him naked. He was already walking out with a towel wrapped around him"

"Boring" Kathryn pouts before turning her eyes back to the game. "I bet he looks good naked, no offense”

"Non taken, I know what you mean" I blush, remembering all the times I've spent staring at Alex when he is shirtless or in a towel after he has taken a shower.

After a while, the game comes to its first break so I decide to get something to eat. Alex hasn't played yet but I think he is going on in the next part of the game. As I wait in line, I check for my phone only to find several tweets about how I came to the game to support Alex. There are a few hate comments but nothing too serious. I get them, I've been the fangirl with a celebrity crush before.

I get back to my seat just as the game starts again and I see Alex being called out as the camera points to him as he gets ready to enter the field. "Oh my god, he’s going in”

"What if he scores a goal and dedicates it to you?" Katherine giggles as she watches me looking at Alex.

"He’s playing defense so I don't think that's gonna happen" I smile as Alex runs for the ball, being completely focused on the game.

As Alex moves in to stop a player from scoring, the other guy hits him and he falls to the ground. A few players run to him so I cannot see what's going on.

"Is he okay?" I stand up to get a better look but I can only see his face and I can tell he is in pain.

"Yeah, I think the other guy kicked him" Kathryn stands up to watch too.

"I am going to kill him" I turn around, ready to walk down there but Katherine stops me.

"It was probably an accident. And look he’s already back on his feet" She points at Alex as he stands up, wincing a little bit as he takes his first steps. "He’s going to be fine"

"I hope so because if that guy hurt Alex, he is going to be a Hellhounds meal" I huff, flopping back into the seat.

"People are staring, Y/N" Kathryn smiles awkwardly at a girl who is frowning at us. "No more supernatural references, okay?"

The game went over pretty smoothly, Alex played really well even though it was his first time playing on such a big field. We are currently waiting for him to come join us, I even got him a beer so that he can cool off.

"Hey baby" I grin widely as I watch him walking over to us. He bends over to kiss me, a smile present on his lips. "You were amazing"

"Thanks" His eyes are soft as he watches me before giving me another kiss, deeper this time.

"Mhm" Katherine coughs, smirking when I turn to glare at her. "Get a room, Calverts"

"We are not married, you know right?" I roll my eyes as I wrap my arms around Alex.

"Yet" He winks at the girls and before I can reply, he gives me a quick peck. "So, let's get going"

"Wait, I want a picture" I give my phone to Katherine and then I turn around so I have my arms around Alex and his last name is visible in the back of my shirt. He wraps one arm around me, holding his beer in the other hand as he smiles to the camera.

"I love it" Kathryn giggles as she leans over Kat’s shoulder to look at the picture. "You guys are so cute I swear"

"I know, right?" Alex runs his hand through my hair as he looks me in the eyes. "I am one lucky guy"

"Stop it" I blush as he grabs my hand to guide through the stadium.

"Do you really want me to stop complimenting you and admiring you?" He pulls me to his side so he can wrap his arm around my shoulder as we walk, the girls following close behind.

"Okay maybe not" I turn around to look at the girls which makes them hide their phones since they were taking pictures of us. "Thank you so much for keeping me company today"

"We loved coming here" Kathryn beams at me as we say our goodbyes. "We need to see each other more often"

"Yeah, let's meet up for coffee before shooting starts again" Katherine suggests so we all nod along.

After a lot of hugs, the girls go their way, leaving Alex and I on our own. We walk hand in hand, bumping into other actors as we make our way to the car.

"Did I mention how much I love that shirt on you?" Alex pushes me slightly against the side of the car, placing on hand on the hood and the other one around my middle. "That's all I've been thinking about"

"I am glad you liked it" I whisper as he leans in to kiss me but then pulls back slightly when I reach for his lips. "Don't tease me, Alexander"

"We are in public, buttercup" He rests his lips against my forehead, holding me in place. "Whenever I kiss you, I lose track of what's happening"

"I don't mind it" I hug him against me, not caring about the fact that minutes ago he was sweating like crazy. "I actually love it"

"I know you do" He gives me a wink as he pulls back, creating a distance between us. "But I don't think the other people do, besides we don't want to end up on E! news because I couldn't keep my hands to myself"

"You take the fun out of everything" I pout as he opens the door of the passenger seat for me.

"Trust me, I'll show you fun as soon as we get home" He gives me a quick kiss, not even letting me react to it.

-

"Can you put your phone away so you can pay attention to me?" Alex pushes my phone away from my face as his head is resting on my lap.

"I am writing the caption of our photo, just give me a second" I quickly type the words before uploading the picture to my instagram. "I tagged you so you have to like it"I give him my phone so that he can look at the picture.

"Y/i/n: He might have played defense but he is a keeper. Love you, my angel 💙"

"God, you are so cheesy" He bites his lips as a smile creeps over his face. "C'mere"

I lean in to meet his lips halfway, placing my hand over his chest. He bites my lower lip, I open up my mouth so he can deepen the kiss. He sweeps the tip of his tongue over my lower lip just as I slip my hand under his shirt, feeling his muscles tense under my finger tips. He groans under my touch, running his hands through my hair to pull me closer. The position is getting a little uncomfortable so he moves to sit next to me but instead of just turning my head, I decide to straddle his hips. He brings his hands down to hold my hips as his lips move from mine to my cheek then to my jaw and finally to my neck. He knows my neck is the way to make me melt in his arms so as soon as his lips are on my skin, a deep groan escapes my mouth.

"God, you are killing me" He breathes out heavily, digging his fingers into my skin. I grab the hem of his shirt, he takes the hint and brings his arms up so I can remove it.

"Have I mentioned how much I love your abs?" I ask him as I run my hands through all the lines marked in his abdomen.

"They are all yours, babe" I can feel his breath getting harder as he reacts to my touch. Before I know it, I’m placing kisses over his shoulder then down to his chest.

"Do you want me to take the jersey off?" I ask him as I move my lips back to his face, biting him slightly under his jaw.

"Tempting, really tempting" He groans as his fingers move under my shirt. "But there's something about you in just that shirt and underwear"

"Why?" I pull back to rest my arms around his shoulder as his fingers draw lines in my back.

"I don't know, I just-" He breathes out before looking me in the eyes, a little more serious now. "I love seeing you with my last name on your back, it reminds me that I finally have you"

A silence falls between us, and I don't dare to move, I just look into his light blue eyes. I feel a lump in my throat as he reaches his hand to tuck my hair behind my ear. "I am sorry. I shouldn't have said that, I probably scared you, I-"

"Shut up" I place my hand over his mouth. "You are ruining the moment"

"Okay" He mutters when I remove my hand to place it over his cheek.

"You didn't scare me, Alex. It shows me you love me as much as I love you" I hide my head in the crook of his neck, hugging my arms around his middle. "I am keeping this shirt forever"

Half an hour later, Alex is snoozing next to me, completely exhausted by the game. I quickly snap a pic before looking at the comments on the picture I posted earlier.

"@danneelackles512: You two are killing me, I swear😍"

"@nowandgen: in love with your love❤️"

"@jaredpadalecki: You guys are adorable, I want to throw up"

"@jensenackles: I see Alex found someone just as ridiculously cheesy as him"

"@mishacollins: I am still waiting for you to properly ask for his hand"

"@kathrynnewton: Favs💕"

"@katramdeen: Adopt me please"

I laugh at all the comments, liking them before noticing one that immediately makes my heart feel like it's going to explode.

"@alex8calvert: I could watch you forever and it would still feel like the first time. I love you"

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Matchmakers is my baby and I don’t want to let it go so when I saw the picture Jenna posted on her instagram story, I knew I had to write something. Hope you like it:)

Also, I wrote 'Claire' insteand of Kathryn and when I was fixing it I realized that I had Kathryn and Katherine so I hope that is not too confusing. For those of you who don't know, Kathryn is the actress that plays Claire and Katherine is the one that plays Alex :)

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[starshipsofstarlord]

Rotten | Jack Kline

The way Dean treated the nephilim angered you, to which you weren’t exactly sure why. He was Lucifer’s son, but it was a whole big contradiction actually seeing the boy.

He was curious like a puppy, as innocent as a baby, considering he technically was one in age. But it wasn’t just that, he was sweet, it was adorable how he would try to be more like Dean, copying his motions of holding a beer and reclining on the hotel sofa.

Kelly would have been proud of her child, she had believed in him before she succumbed to a meanigful death, and so had Castiel. It was however a conflict of interests when it came to the Winchesters.

The eldest saw him as the next threat that the lot of you would have to face off against, it was no secret he lacked trust for the boy. But (Y/N) was growing curious of the shamed creature, he was no angel or no human.

He was both, a collective from two places, and that could be considered beautiful from the right angle. “Stay a distance from the kid, and don’t speak to him, he might try to get into your head.”

Dean warned you, he and Sam were going to collect Donatello, which would leave you alone with the new life. At his brother’s words, Sam shook his waves of locks, unimpressed with his brother’s behaviour.

“Don’t listen to him, just stay in the room with him, neither of you leave. That’s all, you wanna talk to Jack, feel free. It’s your choice.” Before he shut the door,  he ruffled the hair atop of your head, sending you a smile, and then went on his way.

As you walked further into the rented space, your head tilted with a kind and peaceful look in your eyes. Jack was sat watching TV, on the bed, which was the very place that Dean had forbade him from resting.

There was a beautiful innocence to him, he was new to life, a new life that was resented by all of god’s creations. But even if you had a want to feel the same, you were unable to follow the flocks as you watched Jack with intrigue in your eyes.

He was preoccupied with watching the animation that flickered upon the glazed screen, a content smile that was infectious, and had you mirroring the expression. His presence felt so pure, if you weren’t aware of whom his father was, you’d even go as far as describing it as peaceful.

He was so child like, yet he looked older. It was all so confusing, you couldn’t help but be allured by his presence. There was no shame in the angels’ vendetta against him, but it made no sense that they would wish to kill something so beautiful.

“Can I help you?” Was his enquiry, he had caught your eyes sweeping in his direction, frankly it had made him curious. There was so much that the boy had to learn, the answer to his question was one of those teachings that he was eager to be aware of.

Perhaps your assumption of his attention had been wrong, he had sensed your drifting gaze, analysed it and noticed that he was the aspect that your eyesight had focused on. He couldn’t fathom as to what the reason was, minus the part where you had been instructed to by the pair of brothers that were much older than you two.

His voice had startled you, as you hadn’t expected it to snap through your convinced gaze, the possible replies floated around your mind, you weren’t sure which one to choose. From the time that you had spent with Sam and Dean, you had learnt much, and one of those taught parts tried convincing you to lie, but there was not exactly a purpose to.

You had not been thinking anything that could be considered particularly bad, if anything, you were admiring the fullness of his lips and the height that the structure of his cheek bones held. It even made you wonder if you were developing an attraction towards this angelic hybrid, there was certainly a fluttering pulse in the heat of your chest, if you were alone you’d have surely fanned your own face.

However if you were by yourself, this instinct of temptation would not be peeking so taking a brave gulp, deciding to face the fear of your insecurities, you resembled the idealistic truth in your mind, planning what was to escape the ‘cake hole’, as Dean described it, of your mouth.

“You’re not like anyone else.” It was the first statement to slip, the feeling of confrontation made Jack’s head dip low, as though he were ashamed of being such a state, but that was not how you had meant the words to come across at all. “There’s a sort of light that stirs from within you, an aura of good. But everything that Dean has put into my mind makes it all feel like one big contradiction, all because of who your father was, but I believe that your other parent had a far greater influence.”

“Kelly, my mother.” He had never met her in person, her life was a great sacrifice in order for him to be born, but he was well acquainted with her patient and caring temperament.  

“I’ve been told that you’re a rotten kid, that is only going to become another threat to mankind among the initial line up of foes, but I’m not sure that I believe that anymore…” The opportunity of forming your own opinion of Jack had arisen, it was the pair of you alone, no one else was around to tamper with your thoughts and convince you that he was nothing more than the devil’s spawn.

“What is that you believe in its place then?” The boy was sufficed to say that he was curious, the Winchesters each wanted something from him, albeit Dean’s was to be his victim if it came to that, if your mind had an idea of him and his abilities sketched out, it was plain and simple that you must have believed that he could fulfil your desires too.

But that was not what you wanted from him at all, the only thing you sought from the apparent young man was for him to be as he appeared; innocent, harmless. That was all that you hoped for, not only would it close off the chance of having another immortal enemy to face off against, but also you’d be allowed to care for another, he could join the family that the lot of you had formed.

“You are beautiful Jack, on both the inside and outside. Kelly and Castiel made the best choice for the rest of our universe to insure that you were born into it, you may attract trouble, but none of that is your fault. That is down to the stereotypes that Dean believes in, and fallen from the reputation of your father.”

He wasn’t certain how to respond, but he stood from the bed, walking closer to you, and you ignored the small voice in your mind that was attempting to remind you take a few steps backwards. You didn’t want to contradict any of the belief that you had just voiced to the young Nephilim, and a part of you felt a warmth as he stood before you, a cheerful smile upon his plump lips.

His head bobbed down in a shy, short nod, as though he was deriving his hint of trust to you. He was certainly sweet, and it made the truth of his father seem impossible, however in the moment you didn’t resent the devil to total disarray. Not because he had once been a beloved angel of heaven, but because even despite his lies and deceiving that had lead to this, he had made Jack.

“I think you are very beautiful.” He felt almost shy at exposing his opinion, he couldn’t quite understand as to why it was. But he wasn’t hateful of the feeling, it was new, that was all. The smile that he earned in return only made him believe that he had spoken the right thing, and that there was one less person that was against him and his existence.

A blush had creeped upon your cheeks, and your mouth opened to speak, but all was cut short when the brothers entered the room, pausing at the close proximity that the two of you had been in. Their gazes made you begrudgingly shuffle away, and bare the glare that belonged to the one and only Dean Winchester.

He was confused as to how he should feel, a part of him was relieved that the boy was still in the room, and nothing was on fire and nobody was hurt. However he knew that eventually, allowing yourself to get so close to the abomination would only hinder in your pain, one way or the other. 

Whether you were harmed physically or suffered from a broken heart, this kid would give you nothing but pain. He was rotten, there would be nothing good to come of him, it would never last, he had to make you realise that once more.

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Femme Fatale - Ch 1 / 2

Pairing: Alex x Reader (background J2) Rating: 18+ Tags: Dom/Sub relationships, Sub!Alex, Domme!Reader, Dom!Jensen, Sub!Jared, sex/bdsm club, voyeurism, exhibitionism, pegging, humiliation kink Word Count: 3.3k Created for: @spnkinkbingo - Dom/Sub

A/N: Thank you so much for being my first ever commission Sin! I've had a lot of fun tackling this challenge because I've never written a Domme!reader before but I really appreciate you trusting me with your idea, and I hope I do it justice ❤️

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This is a weird idea, even for Alex. A night out with his cast mates isn’t unusual, and Y/N has gone along on plenty of group dinners with Alex, Jared and Jensen (that were essentially double dates) before, but they usually ended by closing out the hotel bar or crashing in someone’s guest room. They had never ended up at a proper club before, let alone planned a whole evening around going to a specific one. But that’s the plan tonight.

When Alex informs her that the location was Misha’s suggestion, it makes even less sense to Y/N. Misha seems like he would be the least likely of all of them to actually enjoy clubbing but hey, what does she know?

“Alex, I don’t have anything to wear!” Y/N complains from inside their closet, hoping her boyfriend can hear her through the bathroom door.

“That cannot be true,” she can hear the amusement coupled with a light mix of exasperation in his tone.

“What did they tell you the dress code was?” Y/N calls as she continues to flip through the clothes hanging in front of her.

“Misha said, and I quote, ‘dress slutty’.” Alex appears in the doorway to the closet and leans against the frame, tucking his arms across his chest. Y/N actually does a double take when she sees him.

“I see you took that advice literally,” she eyes him, gaze dragging across his body and catching against each new feature she notices like sandpaper running against the grain. Alex is dressed casually, but most definitely sluttily too. A loose and frayed wife beater hangs off his shoulders, showing off his waist where one side is tucked into his shorts. The elastic of his boxers is sticking out over the shirt too, which is completely on purpose in a move to tease. The denim shorts are tight, torn-up, and just to the knee. Y/N has seen him wear them before, and she knows when he turns around she’ll have an amazing view of his ass.

“I’m good at following instructions,” Alex smiles, clearly pleased with himself that he’d successfully fulfilled his remit.

“So eager to please,” Y/N teases over her shoulder as she goes back to thumbing through outfit potentials. “Honestly, the fact that Misha is telling us to dress slutty and not Jared must mean dress really slutty.”

“You could just not wear anything,” Alex offers as a suggestion. “Nothing sluttier than free access.”

“In your dreams, babe.”

“How did you know?” Alex is mock horrified and you laugh along with him when he breaks character. “Still can’t decide?” and Y/N shakes her head in response. “Can I pick for you? I do have a pretty good memory of all your sluttiest outfits.”

“Hey! Who you callin’ a slut Mr. Slutty McTightShorts?” Y/N rounds on Alex, comically enraged.

“You, duh,” Alex laughs and pecks her on the cheek as he moves over to a drawer where Y/N keeps her underwear.

Alex goes straight for the lingerie, Y/N should have guessed, and he pulls out a matching set of lacy thong and longline bra, both enmeshed in patterns of criss-crossed elastic and ribbons. Then he ducks down to the bottom drawer where Y/N keeps a load of her old college clothes that she’s too sentimental to get rid of, and rummages through it, clearly looking for something specific. He finally liberates a skirt that barely has the right to be called a piece of clothing. Y/N can’t even remember why she owns that. Finally he reaches for a swingy tank made of a light gauzy material. It’s really meant to be a cover-up for the beach because of how loose and flowy it is but Y/N imagines that is Alex’s intention behind picking it – he knows it won’t stay on properly or do a single thing to hide the bra she’ll be wearing beneath it. Alex hands her the pile of clothes, again looking very pleased with himself.

“You’re really not pulling punches tonight, are ya?”

“I just want to show off how awesome my girlfriend is,” Alex shrugs.

“Yeah, you want to show off all of her, apparently,” Y/N holds up the small skirt skeptically.

“You’ll look incredible, scouts’ honour,” Alex swears, grinning.

“If we show up and the others aren’t dressed super slutty, I’m gonna maim things.”

“I won’t stop you,” Alex laughs and pushes Y/N out of the closet. “C’mon get dressed so we can go down some alcohol before the car gets here.”

They’ve both knocked back a beer and a shot when the car pulls up and a message pops into the group chat saying they’re here. The night is close and warm outside of the air conditioning, and for that reason at least Y/N is glad to be wearing such a small amount of clothing. When the young couple slides into the car they’re greeted by Jared, Jensen, Misha, and his wife Vicki – another surprise to Y/N, as she doesn’t come out with them too often. Something about tonight must be special.

“Hey hot stuff!” Jared greets them, grinning as he eyes them both up and down. Jensen pinches him on the leg. “Behave.” Jared doesn’t let it derail his examination.

“Thanks, I know, right?” Alex jokes and ruffles his hair, throwing Jared a wink. Y/N gives him a side eye, silently imitating Jensen’s instruction of behave. Alex grabs for her hand and kisses it in a gesture of reassurance, dropping their joined hands to his lap and keeping them there. Alex is a flirt, just like Jared, but Y/N knows that he would never stray from her. At least, not unless she tells him to.

The car proceeds to drive them across town to an area of L.A. Y/N isn’t familiar with. She and Alex haven’t lived in the city very long, so it’s not like she’s expecting to know every inch of its nightlife scene but this place seems much more out of the way than she was expecting them to be going. The streets they’re trundling down are dark, not bright and shining with neon and glittering lights like so much of downtown tends to be. The occasional person or couple is walking along the sidewalk, but overall it’s deserted by city standards.

“Where are we going again?” Y/N pipes up from her seat, looking out the window and spotting another couple in dark coats holding hands as they amble down the side street.

“We’re almost there,” Vicki smiles reassuringly at Y/N, then turns to Jensen. “Tom texted to let me know he’s set aside a table upstairs for us, so everyone can just watch or they can join in, whatever you want.”

“Who’s Tom?” Y/N asks curiously, she hasn’t heard the name before.

“He’s our boyfriend,” Misha answers matter of factly, like he’s trying not to betray any emotion around the statement until he can judge Y/N and Alex’s reactions to that news. Y/N can’t pretend she isn’t surprised, but the more she thinks about it the more she realises that Misha is always quite private about his and Vicki’s relationship – this must be why.

“Oh, cool dude,” Alex laughs, giving an approving nod, almost like he’s impressed with Misha’s nonconformity. Y/N smiles. Alex always loves finding out about what people have going on ‘outside the box’, it helps him come out of his own shell just a little bit more every time.

“Can’t wait to meet him,” Y/N chimes in, just to quiet the small hint of wariness she can see playing behind Misha’s eyes. He relaxes visibly and smiles, much more his carefree and goofy self in that instant.

“Oh, s’that it?” Jared points out the window to a dim neon sign and a small group of people sitting on benches and little round tables, smoking. The block letters shine against the rough brickwork of the building they’re mounted on, grey and sophisticated, unlike all the garish colours Y/N would usually expect from a nightclub.

Femme Fatale.

Y/N hadn’t known what to expect when they got inside but she never would have expected what she’s witnessing now. Femme Fatale is a swingers club. Not just that, it’s a BDSM swingers club.

How had they known? Y/N wonders. She and Alex don’t usually make a habit of discussing that aspect of their relationship with other people. Especially since Alex is still pretty new to being a Sub. He had toyed with the idea of being a Dom in a previous relationship, and technically he labels himself as a Switch when people ask, but he once he had told Y/N that since he met her she brings out a part of himself he hadn’t really connected with properly before, and he loves it.

His eyes are wide now, blown out with obvious lust as Y/N watches him watch his surroundings. Jared is the same, and Jensen is watching him just as intently as Y/N is watching Alex. With how they act, Y/N always suspected that Jensen and Jared were in a Dom/Sub relationship, and she was quietly smug that she had been right. Misha and Vicki had left the party at their table on the exposed balcony as soon as their boyfriend Tom, who Y/N now understands is the manager of this club, had shown them in and sat them down. Now, Y/N knows what Vicki had meant in the car about them just being able to watch if that’s what they wanted to do, instead of joining in. Misha and Vicki have clearly opted to join in, and Y/N can’t see where they went off to, lost in the heaving crowd of people below them.

So far, she’s enjoying watching, and Alex clearly is too. His slutty shorts are doing nothing to hide the semi he’d popped almost the second they walked in. It isn’t so much her thing, but Y/N knows Alex has an exhibitionist streak, and she can easily imagine what must be running through his mind right now. Being out in the middle of everything, shown off, performing. And Y/N thinks she might like showing him off, showing everyone what a good little boy he can be for his Mistress, showing everyone how much control she has over him. How much he wants to do everything she asks of him, to please her.

“Jared,” Y/N looks away from Alex when Jensen speaks, and Alex looks up from the ground floor where he had been watching some of the people on display. “Do you want to go play?” Jensen asks neutrally, very carefully leaving the choice up to Jared, without betraying his own feelings on the notion.

“Can we?” Jared’s eyes light up instantly and Y/N smirks to herself. Jared and Alex are more alike than she realised.

“Yeah, c’mon baby boy,” Jensen smiles indulgently and holds out his hand to Jared, who takes it and follows him down the stairs to the play areas. Y/N looks back to Alex, whose eyes are glued to his cast mates’ backs.

“What about you, baby boy?” Y/N purrs, using Jared’s nickname teasingly and Alex blushes as she runs her nails up his bare arm. She’d never called him that before but it’s clear he likes it. “Do you want to go play?”

“I–” Alex breaks off, considering. “Can we just watch for a bit? See what everyone’s doing?” he asks nervously.

“Of course, sweetheart,” Y/N smiles and offers Alex her hand. They make their way down the iron grate staircase into the madness that has been churning below them this whole time. It’s easy to spot Jared and Jensen, despite the crowd. They stick out above the heads of a lot of the people nearby because most of them are bent over or crouched down to some extent.

They’re at the edge of the dance floor, in a space that’s still public but is cordoned off for more… intimate play. There’s two St. Andrew’s crosses bolted on the wall, both currently occupied with girls – one wearing an assortment of leather straps with metal studs poking out of them, and one wearing absolutely nothing but the cuffs binding her to the beams. Leather couches and benches are dotted around the floorspace, all covered with partially to wholly naked occupants engaging in every variety of sexual activity Y/N can imagine. Alex looks like a kid in a candy store watching it all unfold before him.

“You can watch whoever you want, but no touching without my permission, okay?” Y/N speaks into Alex’s ear so he can hear her over the bass of the music that’s vibrating through the crowd around them.

“Yes, ma’am,” Alex salutes her cheekily and starts to move away but she grabs the neck of his shirt and hauls him back, looking him sternly in the eye.

“Do you want to try that again with a little respect, baby?” Alex drops his eyes and looks penitent.

“Yes, Mistress.” He gives her a weak smile, asking for forgiveness, and Y/N decides to let him off this time.

“Good boy,” she leans up and kisses his forehead before giving him a swift pat on the backside. “Have fun, I’m going to grab a drink,” Y/N points to one of the bars lining the far side of the play area. “Find me that way if you want me, okay baby?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Alex nods meekly, giving Y/N a small kiss before he ducks into the crowd towards a group of spectators all watching a girl tied to a bench getting teased by her Domme and a flogger. Typical, Y/N smiles to herself and makes her way to the bar to order a glass of wine.

Wine in hand, Y/N spins on her heel and looks around the room. Alex is still where she left him and a few groups over she spots Jensen, his back to her, watching something else she can’t quite make out between everyone’s bodies. Jared doesn’t appear to be anywhere though. Y/N decides to have a look at whatever Jensen’s observing, curious what’s got him so stoically still. There’s a lot going on around him but it becomes instantly clear which performer Jensen’s watching when Y/N approaches and peeks over his shoulder.

Jared is on his hands and knees, in amongst a crowd of people. There’s a sort of black leather platform that he’s perched on, so they’re elevated from the floor. It puts Jared’s mouth at the perfect height to reach people’s waists, which he’s currently putting to good use by swapping between two men with their cocks standing out stiff from their jeans. Jensen is watching closely, smirking at the crowd all raptly watching his boyfriend. When Jared takes the man with the bigger cock so deep that his nose is pressed to the man’s stomach, Y/N can’t help but laugh.

“I see why you like him so much,” Y/N bumps her shoulder against Jensen and he jumps, looking down at her and grinning when his brain catches up to her comment.

“Yeah he’s good with his mouth,” Jensen agrees, smiling proudly.

“Nice of you to loan him out.”

“I like to think I’m generous,” Jensen shrugs. “But not too generous,” Jensen catches the arm of a man trying to round the platform to get to Jared’s ass instead of his mouth. “Sorry man, no guys back there.”

“Oops, sorry dude,” the guy backs off quickly, and Y/N is impressed by how respectful the whole exchange is.

“Is that Jensen only territory?” Y/N questions, wiggling her brow.

“Yeah I don’t like other guys fuckin’ him,” Jensen explains. “But I like girls pegging him, it’s fun to humiliate him like that.” Just then Y/N spots a small woman climbing into a strap on with the help of her partner, who drops to her knees to suck on the dildo a little before covering it in lube from the bottle on the ground by the platform.

“No kidding,” Y/N whistles lowly, in awe as she watches the girl push the black silicone inside Jared, inch by inch. The way his hole is pulsing around the intrusion is almost hypnotic. She tries to picture what Alex would look like, on his hands and knees amongst all these people, everyone watching him get split open by some little girl with a big dick… everyone seeing him loving it, like Jared clearly is.

Y/N hears Jensen laugh beside her and she jumps a little, clearing her throat in embarrassment at being caught out staring at Jared’s asshole so blatantly.

“Sorry,” she clears her throat again and takes a sip of wine to hide behind her glass.

“It’s okay,” Jensen laughs again. “I wouldn’t let him do this if I didn’t want people to watch him.”

“Good point,” Y/N acknowledges, feeling a little better. “And um, out of curiosity,” Y/N pauses, trying to frame her question politely. “How did you get Jared to agree to the pegging?” Jensen raises an eyebrow at Y/N curiously. “You know, one Domme to another,” Y/N elaborates, so Jensen doesn’t think she’s trying to ask if she can peg Jared. That’s the furthest thing from her mind right now.

“No kidding?” Jensen chuckles, clearly impressed. “Well, I don’t know what you and Alex get up to normally, but it wasn’t too much of a stretch for Jared. He gets off on humiliation and I get off on humiliating him, and this fits that bill for both of us.” At that comment, Jensen looks back to Jared and smirks before reaching down to adjust himself subtly, and Y/N laughs. “What about it is calling to you?” Jensen asks, and Y/N has to pause to consider that before she can hit on the answer.

“It’s the one part of Alex I don’t think anyone’s touched. I mean he’s never mentioned it if he has done it before but I don’t think he has. The idea of marking him like that, of having something no one else can have from him…” Y/N trails off, letting her thoughts spiral as she feels the space between her legs heat up. When she adjusts her stance, she feels the slick brush of wet panties against her skin. Yes, she loves that idea. The thought of taking that last first, touching a part of Alex that no one else has touched. Being literally inside of him. Fucking him into submission would take on a whole new meaning.

“Yeah, that’s hot,” Jensen agrees and Y/N smiles dreamily. Now she just needs to figure out how to bring it up to Alex. “Hey,” Jensen taps her on the shoulder and points over Jared to the other side of the crowd, “you might not have to do as much convincing as you think.”

Standing across from them, Jared still on his hands and knees between them being fucked at both ends, is Alex. His eyes are fixed steadily on Jared, the rest of the world a mere blur around him and the object of his focus. His pupils are huge, in part due to the dark of the club but Y/N knows it’s also to do with desire. She watches his eyes dart back and forth and realises that he’s not just watching Jared, he’s watching the dildo that’s steadily fucking in and out of Jared’s ass, following its movements closely. He licks his lips and Y/N smiles. Jensen is right, she’s not going to have to convince him at all. He already wants this.

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