#but singling out jared’s work in the late seasons when you have jensen’s and misha’s to compare it to. I Cannot take you seriously

[ardentpoop]

broader fandom make one singular comment about a sam scene without dumping on jared’s acting challenge

[detailtilted]

In Search of Supernatural Fans from the Early Years

Hi! I’m looking for the legends who originally recorded old Supernatural convention panels featuring Jared or Jensen, or possibly Misha. See "What I'm Looking For" below. If you know one of them, or if you're a member of a community with people who were in the fandom in those early years, I’d greatly appreciate it if you could let them know about this post. I can be reached at DetailTilted@gmail.com or here on Tumblr.

If you aren’t familiar with my project, see the “Project Background” section below. This is not a low-effort exercise to merely repackage old videos. I’m putting many hours of work into each video to improve their watchability and accessibility. I will always credit my sources unless you wish to remain anonymous.

Even if your videos are on YouTube, I’m likely to have more success upscaling them if I can get the original video files. Thanks to the videos AgtSpooky kindly sent me, I've learned how big of a difference it can make when I have the original files to work with. That's why I’m putting more effort into finding those elusive original video takers.

The problem is that they all seem to have fallen off the face of the earth. Most of their YouTube accounts, LiveJournal accounts, and whatever other accounts I’ve dug up haven’t had any activity in 10-15 years. I’ve left a few messages on some of them, but I doubt they’ll be seen on dormant accounts. I’ve also gone down some crazy and twisted Googling paths trying to find current contact info for them, but without much success. In one case I even messaged the wrong person, who was at least kind enough to reply to the psycho asking for videos to let me know she wasn't the person I'd hoped she was. Oops!

What I’m Looking For

I’ve already finished CHICON 2007, Comic-Con 2008, and CHICON 2008, so I don’t need videos from those events, but I’d be happy to try to upscale your videos for your own collection if you have some you'd like to send me.

Actually, I could use CHICON 2008 Breakfast videos if you have any. I plan to attempt to redo that video either late this year or early next year.

I’ve been trying especially hard to reach people with original video files from either LA 2009 or Asylum 3 (2009), and I’d also be ecstatic to get some from LA 2008.

Any other old con videos you’re willing to share that have Jared or Jensen in them would be awesome. I hope to get to all the old conventions eventually. I haven’t yet defined “old”, so I don’t have a specific cutoff point.

Even if you just have audio files without video, those could be helpful too.

Length doesn't matter. Both long and short videos are welcome. Maybe I won't end up using them all, but the more options I have the better. Even if I don't put your video in my final edit, it would still be used because I always listen to every single video I can find when I'm finalizing my subtitles. Each video sounds at least a little different, and sometimes just hearing the audio in a slightly different way lets me catch a subtitle I'd missed or misheard.

Also, just to be clear, it isn’t necessarily my intent to exclude Misha. I’ve watched and enjoyed many of his convention videos and I liked Castiel for the most part, especially in the earlier seasons. I’m just not obsessed with Misha like I am with Jared and Jensen, and these videos do take quite a lot of work, so I’ve been putting my energy where my greatest interests lie. I’ll absolutely be including him when he’s in panels with Jared and/or Jensen, and in the future I may consider doing some of his solo panels.

So if you have original video files of Misha's solo panels that you’d like to send me, I’d be happy to add them to my stockpile for future possible use. If your videos turn out to be mostly complete, and if they upscale easily, then I might go ahead and do his panel at the same time I do the other panels from the same convention. If they'll take more effort to work with, I’ll probably skip them for now, but I may come back and tackle them if/when I run out of old Jared and Jensen videos to work with.

For any con videos you send me, regardless of whether I use them or not, I’d be happy to try to upscale them and send them back to you for your collection. I can’t always get things to upscale, so I can’t promise success, but I’ll definitely try.

Project Background - Enhanced Edition Con Videos

You can find my videos on my YouTube channel. (If you're already familiar with my project, skip to the next section -- there's nothing new to see here.)

I started this project in December 2023 to enhance old convention videos. My goal is to make them easier on the eyes and more accessible to both new and old fans from around the world. The videos on YouTube from that time can be difficult both to watch and to understand due to a combination of the older technology used to record them, the difficult recording conditions the fans were working with, and the lack of subtitles that make any sense.

I’m enhancing the videos as follows:

Visual Improvements: I’m upscaling the videos if possible, making color corrections if needed, and adding some slight stabilization to reduce the jitteriness. The end result is far from perfect because there’s only so much that current technology can do, but it's noticeably improved if you compare it to the originals.

Subtitles: I’m adding good, color-coded, English subtitles that can be turned on or off through YouTube’s CC button. The color-coding makes it more clear who's saying what when multiple people are speaking, and YouTube can auto-translate them into other languages to improve the accessibility.

Multiple Sources: If one video has gaps in it, then I'll try to find another that I can edit in to fill those gaps so the end result is as complete as possible. If I have more than one source that captured the same portion of the event, then I'll cut to whichever video I think had the best view of the action. In a few cases I’ve added a split screen with two different videos showing simultaneously so we can see action that's taking place in two separate areas. For example, when Jared and Jensen are on opposite sides of the stage. (There were also the infernal talking head bubbles on my Comic-Con 2008 video which nearly made me throw in the towel, but taught me a lot. 😅)

Extra Content for Context: These older videos don’t take up the full width of a modern video frame, so I’ve taken advantage of the extra space to display some still images with text to add extra context for many of the things they discuss. Some things are a lot funnier, or at least a lot more relevant, when you know exactly what they’re talking about. I clarify Supernatural episode references and pop culture references among other things. Sometimes I’ve also inserted short video clips, usually just a few seconds’ worth, if I thought it would add worthwhile clarity or entertainment to the topic at hand.

Current Project Status

If anyone has been wondering how I’m doing on my current video and what’s next… I’m almost done with the last video from CHICON 2008, which was Jensen’s solo panel. I should be ready to publish it on YouTube this Friday, May 24. I plan to use the same schedule as last time and put the Tumblr post up the following Tuesday when it’s a little more likely to be noticed here.

The next sequential conventions are LA 2009 and Asylum 2009, but I haven’t had much success in my attempts to upscale the available videos. If I were to work with what I have now, I know I could turn out something better than what’s on YouTube today, but the end result wouldn’t be nearly as good as what I might be able to achieve if I can get some original videos to work with. So I think it’s more logical to skip over these conventions for now and give it some time to see if I get any responses, in hope of a better end result.

I do intend to come back to the skipped conventions eventually, even if nobody sends me anything. Once I run out of conventions for which I can upscale the videos, if I still don't have anything better to work with for the ones I skipped, I’ll just do the best I can with what’s available. Even if I can't upscale, I can still do color corrections and stabilization, plus the subtitles and extra content. Some of these panels are split up into a bunch of very short videos, so it would also add value if I can combine them into something more sequential and cohesive. (I found 130 videos from the Jared and/or Jensen panels at LA 2009, and most of them were under 2 minutes long. 🤣) I don’t know if there’s enough footage to cover the entire panels seamlessly, but I’m itching to get my hands on that jigsaw puzzle of videos to try to make sense out of them.

So… the next videos I intend to work on will be from Vancouver 2009. This is one of the conventions that AgtSpooky attended and sent me videos for and they upscaled very well. Her breakfast video had already found its way onto YouTube, but wasn't properly credited. Her main panel videos aren't on YouTube as far as I could find, so that version may be new to newer fans. I'm only just starting to play around with upscaling the other sources out there, but my first attempt at the other main Breakfast source came out well. Both breakfast videos were taken from extreme opposite angles, so that should provide some useful editing opportunities. I’d still love to get more videos of this event if anyone has them.

If you made it this far, I am in awe. Sorry for putting this wall of text on your screen! 😅

[deangirlsstuff67]

Birthday Boy

Jensen Ackles x reader

Warnings: Drinking, P in V, Unprotected sex, Fingering, Oral (m and f receiving), Squirting, Dirty talk

Summary: Jensen has given up on finding his happily ever after. Now that he's 45 he just doesn't see the point anymore. Jared, Misha, and the SPN cast take him out on the town to celebrate and lift his spirits. That's when he looks eyes with a beautiful woman. After one too many whiskeys they go back to his place, where he learns age is only a number.

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

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We walk into a bar that Jared and I found when we first came to Vancover for season one. The small, dingy, dive bar is a hidden gem that we have visited many times. Whether it was marriage, divorce, birthdays, or deaths, these four walls hold many memories for the supernatural cast and crew.

The group of us find a couple empty tables and take a seat. A lovely blonde waitress makes her way over for our drink order. Tonight we are celebrating my 45th birthday.

Getting older isnt as bad as your younger self believes. It's like a prize for surviving all the bullshit of your 20s. You no longer care what people think of you. You can go to bed early if you want without being judged. And you make the transition from hot and sexy, to handsome and distinguished.

I can't complain.

The blonde makes her way back with a tray of our drinks. Tonight we have Jared, Misha, Rob, Rich, Kim, Brianna, Mark, and Ruth with us.

She hands me my whiskey double. A sexy, flirty smile lights up her face for the brief moment we lock eyes so I can thank you. I smile politely back at the young lady. Seriously, I could be her dad.

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Three whiskey doubles in, laughs and smiles floating around our table, I got to say this has turned out to be a good night. Jared leans over and speaks directly in my ear so I can hear over the music coming from the speakers, "dont look now but you got a y/h/c who cant keep her eyes away from you."

Great, cue eye roll. Women have been nothing but problematic for me. They either want fame, money, connections, or someone I know. I've given up in that department.

Way too old for that shit.

"It's not going to kill you to have a look man." Jared sighs dramatically at me.

"You never know, it might." But it's too late my interest is peaked. I'm a sucker for a y/h/c. I slowly scan the bar until I lock eyes with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

Well shit.

She's younger than me, though I don't know by how much. Casually dressed in blue jeans that hug her curves perfect and a over sized ACDC t-shirt tucked into all the right places. She simple smiles and raises her glass of amber liquor in a silent toast.

I can feel the corners of my lips curve as I toast her back. Then as quickly as the moment settled between us, it was gone and she took her friends arm as they walked out the front doors.

Dammit.

"Man I'm sorry," Misha looks over at me, "she looked interested."

Rich comes to sit on our side of the table, "ĥows the birthday boy doing?"

"Thought he was ging to get lucky tonight, but she left." Jared whisper yells. I can't stop the eye roll, the more he drinks the more of a man child he becomes.

This bit of information intrigues Rich, "you meanthe pretty y/h/c that’s walked back in?" He says with a sly smirk resting on his face.

We all watch as she glides up to the bar to speak with the young man playing bartender tonight. I can't tear my eyes away from her or how her hips sway with every step. She's a work of art. Curves in all the right places, looks like she eats more than salad. I swear she's every man's wet dream come true.

She turns and smirks as she makes her way over to our table with a tray of shot glasses, a knowing look sparkling in her y/e/c eyes. I feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment knowing she caught us all gawking at her.

Placing the tray down in front of the four of us, she picks up a shot and tips hers ead back to drain her glass. I watch as she swallows the liquid, swallowing down the dirty thoughts it promotes in my whiskey soaked brain.

"Happy Birthday Beautiful, now drink." She passes over a shot, which I take without hesitation. I drain the glass, the burn of vodka ever present in my throat, before finding my voice.

"How do you..."

She answer before I can finish my thought, "I'm a fan. Don’t worry it's not in a creepy stalker kind of way. I just couldnt pass up the opportunityto buy my favorite actor a shot on his birthday." She shrugs before taking another shot. There's something sexy about a woman who can hold her liquor.

"I'm y/n by the way." She turns to leave, before she can take a step I get out of my seat and wrap her in a hug, pulling her close to my chest.

Beautiful y/e/c irises stare into mine as she searches for the reason behind the embrace. Tucking a piece of hair behind her ear I softly smile down at her, "I want you to stay."

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"Shit, I dropped the keys." Y/N is wrapped around my body, pressed against the door to my apartment. Trying to unlock a door while having a beautiful woman kissing down my neck is more than distracting.

After some struggle we fall into my apartment. Guiding her backwards towards my room, hitting walls along the way. We haven't stopped kissing since getting into the cab at the bar.

She's addictive. Her taste. Her smell. I need this woman.

Breaking apart she sauntered to my bed, stripping her clothes along the way. My cock is throbbing in the jeans I'm wearing, begging for me to release it.

She crawls onto my bed positioning herself in a kneeling position. Legs spread wide showing just how dripping wet she is for me. Slowly I remove my clothing, watching as she plays with herself waiting for me. My cock drips with pre cum in anticipation. Knowing just how hot and bothered I made her with limited touching gets me high.

Walking towards the bed, y/n meets me at the edge. I stare down at her as she lowers herself before locking a strip from the base of my cock to the tip. Groaning I throw my head back at the sensation.

After a few minutes of kitten licks, y/n takes me in her mouth the first go. Straight to the base and swallowing around me. My hips jerk, hands rake through her long hair as I hold on. She's blowing my freaking mind, "Darling, I'm not going to last." She swirls her tongue around the head of my shaft, it almost does me in.

"Sweetheart... y/n... you have to stop... please"

She comes off my cock with a loud 'pop', smiling up at me while wiping her mouth.

Fuck that's hot.

Pushing her in the chest I force her to lay on the bed, "my turn," kissing my way down her soft curves to her sweet spot, wet and waiting for me.

Inhaling her sweet scent, making my head spin, "you smell delicious baby girl." Then I dive in like man starved.

Alternating between broad strokes and sucking her clit. I smile I to her center as I watch the bliss out look on her face as she shakes and squirms beneath me. Whatever I was feeling about getting older has been drowned out by her moans and whimpers as I bring to the edge before backing off, over and over again.

Rising above her tasting her on my lips, I learn down taking her mouth with mine, sharing her sweetness. My fingers trail down her body before pludging into her hot, wet center. My pace is fast as I curl my fingers, finding her g spot.

Her body jerks forward as she let's out a beautifully loud moan before I feel her soaking my hand, wrist, and thighs, "fuck darling, did you just squirt?"

Pink colors her cheeks while she looks away from me. "Hey, dont be embarassed. That's the sexiest thing I've ever experienced. " I kiss her deeply as I feed my shaft into her quivering walls. What an amazing feeling that is.

Looking down I watch her body struggle to take my girth as I bottom out inside her. Staying still to allow her to adjust before I slowly withdraw to my tip and slowly sink back into her warmth. My room is filled with nothing but moans from her, groans from me, and the wet squelched noise as our bodies become one.

Our rhythm is steady as we use our bodies to bring the other pleasure with each thrust. One, two, three more thrusts and y/n is pushing me out of her before she soaks my thigh and cock in her essence again. It's what tips me over the age as I shove myself back in making her gasp before emptying myself into my own personal heaven.

Sweat covered, limbs shaking, breathe labored, I collapse beside her after pulling out. Wrapping my arms around her I bring her into my chest as we come down from our highs together.

"That was amazing darling."

"Mhm... it was" her sleepy voice whispers into my body.

I hold her as she drifts to sleep in my arms. Happiness washes over me. I don't know her but something about this woman has intertwined deep in my soul. I look down at her kissing her forehead, "I hope this becomes more... "

I close my eyes as sleep takes me.

[supernaturallyobsessedchic]

The Musician Next Door

[Close enough for me, Gif credit to @jensenacklescious]

Square: Vancouver ( @supernatural-jackles tell a story bingo)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Summary: The reader is an extra on Supernatural, and has a musical talent. But little did she know her music attracted the attention of her neighbor.

Warnings: Nothing bad, just fluff, sweet music (I recommend searching on YouTube to listen to while reading), and some comedy.

Word Count: 1,860

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A/N: A small teaser of a possible series I have in mind thanks to Jensen’s recent Instagram post. But this is not going to be the series, it’s something similar. But still, I hope you like it. :3

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She’s always wanted to come to this city. Well she’s always wanted to go to Canada, Vancouver was just the plus side.

And, an ever more plus side was the job she managed to grab. An extra on her favorite show. Supernatural.

Sure it was its last and final season and they were finishing up but with having a limited number of extras due to the pandemic she was one of the few they needed.

She drove down the towns streets, seeing it’s lights shimmer in the night. Making her smile softly at the scenery. Another reason she loved Vancouver. It was such a beautiful city.

She got to her apartment complex, the same one her friend lived in. And she learns quickly who her neighbors are.

After getting rather bored on day 3 into quarantine, she looked at her music set. She knew how to play piano and guitar.

She turns on the electric piano, picking the grand piano setting she begins to play with a few keys. Playing nonsense sounds, but a pleasant melody.

She then began leading into one of her favorites. Her favorite anime show, Inuyasha, playing his lullaby piano song.

Playing at the pace of the song, relaxing as she continued to play. After finishing one verse she began singing lightly with the music.

She began to slow the music as it came to a close. She paused for a brief second before playing more.

She began to play Beethoven’s Moonlight Sentra first movement. And blending the end of it with Supernatural’s Dean’s Family Dedication Theme song.

A tear slipping down her cheek as she remembers this is the last time the show will air. She knows how it will end. They all knew. She doesn’t like it, but she didn’t voice it.

She finished the song with a nice peaceful and gentle end. Till her phone buzzed.

“That was beautiful sweetheart, can I make a request?”

The number belonging to Jensen Ackles. Her heart fluttered in her chest. Turns out he was her neighbor. Who would have thought she had an audience of one listening.

“Sure, what would you like to listen to me play…or attempt to play?” she texts back.

She saw him read it quickly before seeing the jumping three dots, showing he’s typing something.

“I am working on a song for my second album, if I send you a sample of it, could you try to bring it to life on the piano?”

Her heart rate skyrocketed. A song that hasn’t even been released yet, but also still in the works she was going to listen to.

“Sure, let me see what you got.” She texts.

He sent her the audio file to her phone promptly, playing it on her headphones, she can hear the notes coming to her.

Giving it a few play throughs, listening intently to the notes on the guitar, his words being sung. She looked at her keys on her piano and began playing around. Until she found the right notes.

Learning the piano, she didn’t learn the traditional way. She taught herself. Just messing around on the family’s grand piano, she learned the simple twinkle little star. Then an armature Amazing Grace. She had an ear for music, she let the music flow through her like wind blowing through her hair. The way the breeze felt on her skin. Making music felt like that to her.

She began playing the song, even singing the song to help her timing with the next verse and the next verse after that.

Once finished, she noticed it had gotten late.

“It was nice playing for you Jay, but I need to head to bed.”

“Okay, goodnight. Sleep well.”

 All throughout quarantine she had been playing with her instruments. Entertaining Jensen mostly, but it also relaxes her.

But on their first day on set, after being tested and gotten the okay to head on the sound stage for blocking she went to see Jensen.

Seeing him and Jared walking together to the sound stage, she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself at how much like brothers they were.

“There she is the little musician next door.” Jensen says, coming to her, wrapping an arm around her.

“He told me you play piano, do you really?” Jared asked.

“I do a little bit; it’s been a while.”

“Well, it’s like riding a bike. You never forget. You were so good.” Jensen comments.

“Aw, thanks Jay.”

“Got any new songs to play tonight or…can I make a request again?”

“You can always make a request. Besides, I was writing this song and I just need to get the notes right, the words right and then I’m posting it to my YouTube Channel.”

“Doing YouTube now, huh?”

“Yeah, I’m trying it out. I can’t seem to enjoy a single day job I get. I enjoy jobs like this. Acting, where I can tell a story. Writing, where I can create the story. Music, just creating good sounding, relaxing and calming music.”

“You are such an amazing creator; I think you’ll do great as a YouTube creator.”

“You think so?”

“Totally, right Jare?”

“For sure, hey, do vlogging, give us a behind the scenes.”

“I’m not sure about vlogging, that requires being in front of the camera.  And I’m so camera shy.”

“Yet you’re an extra on Supernatural.” Jensen smirks.

“Okay, maybe…I don’t know what it is. But I just don’t want to vlog, okay.”

“It’s okay.” Jared says.

 Later that day, she can’t get her thoughts together back at the apartment. She paced back and forth. From the kitchen to the balcony and back around. She was beyond distracted.

“Jay, are you available for hanging out for a little. I can’t focus.” She texts him.

A moment passes when she thought he might have been busy.

“Yeah, just had to get a pizza out of the oven. Want to come over and just chill for a bit?”

“Sure, I just can’t focus on my music right now.”

“It’s fine. Come on over.”

Putting on her shoes she walks over next door to Jensen’s apartment.

Knocking on the door she hears his dog barking.

“Quiet Icarus.” She could hear him beyond the door shushing his dog. Making her chuckle.

“Hey,” he says opening the door. “Come on in.”

She enters, taking her shoes off at his door.

“Want some pizza?”

“Sure,”

Jensen grabs two plates out, giving each two slices of pizza. And walking over to the couch. Turning on his apple tv.

He turns it onto Netflix, Orange is the new black.

But halfway through his second slice he notices she’s not paying attention to the tv. But instead is looking outside. Eating in silence.

“What’s on your mind?” he asks kindly.

“A lot. Stuff going on at home. This whole YouTube thing being real, I just don’t know what I’m doing anymore. It just seems like I’m just going with it.”

“Nothing wrong with going with the flow. But, this stuff at home, how bad is it?”

“It’s nothing bad, I can handle it. it just takes a lot of mental power to get myself past it. You know.”

“For sure.”

They sat back in silence.

“Here, how about we go for a little walk on the town. That should help relax you a bit.” Jensen suggests, as he finishes his pizza. Y/N not even halfway through her first slice.

“Where to?”

“Nowhere, just out for a little relaxing walk. Come on, and grab a jacket it’s supposed to be a little chilly.”

 Jensen may not have had a destination in mind, but he knew one place that would help her relax.

The ports, anywhere where there was ocean. He noticed in her posts on Instagram, when she’s at a tropical beach she looks relaxed and at peace with everything. And she knew deep down, once she saw the sun setting by the waters and seeing what they were walking up towards, she knew that he knew.

She felt herself calm at the sight.

“See, you look relaxed already.”

“Thanks Jay, I really appreciated this.”

“It’s not a problem.” he says. Leaning kissing her atop her head with an arm wrapped around her shoulder.

“That jacket’s not warm enough, is it?”

“No, not really.”

A small shiver shook through her as she said that.

He chuckles. “Lets get you home and warm you up.” he says, leaning in, pecking a sweet kiss on her cheek. A centimeter too close to her lips.

Y/N looked up at him with a smirk.

“What was that?”

“It was a kiss, why…”

“You were a bit close to my lips Jay…are you trying to tell me something?” she gives him a playful smirk.

“Okay,” he rubs the back of his neck. “I may like you, since the first day you and I met on set. You kind of took my breath away.”

Her heart pounded in her chest as her face heated up at the comment. Making Jensen smile with a chuckle.

“I, uh…I like you too Jay. I thought it might be a crush thing but, it just wouldn’t shake. I really, really like you.”

Jensen had a smile that went from ear to ear. He brought her in a tight embrace, holding her close.

“I know what you’ve been through. And I want to be there for you, to help you through it all.” He says.

“Thank you Jay, I want to be there for you too.” She says.

She pulls away slightly to look up at him. She could see his eyes glide down from her eyes to her lips as he slowly leans in. Planting a soft kiss fully on her lips.

Their lips moving in a soft dance with each other, his tongue grazing her bottom lip silently asking for permission. She parts her lips at the right moment to allow him in and dominate her mouth in the kiss.

Just when their kiss grew hungry, and their skin began to heat up at the attraction and arousal.

“Finally!”

They pulled away, stunned at the exclamation. Seeing Jared walking down the sidewalk, facetime on revealing Misha.

“It’s about time you two got together!” Misha shouted on the phone.

Y/N’s face heated up once again, hiding against Jensen’s chest. Jensen chuckling.

“Yeah, finally you two can stop with the longing stares and the…does she like me? Does he like me?” Jared says.

“How’d you know we came down here?”

“I didn’t, I saw you and I saw her, and I couldn’t help myself.” Jared smiled.

The couple chuckling.

“You two were being such idiots.”

“Well, we can be idiots together, now, do you mind?” Jensen says.

“Oh, right, get back to making out with your girl. See you two on set, you better have hickey’s to show for it!” Jared shouts as he walks away.

Jensen and Y/N just rolling their eyes, giving each other a quick chaste kiss before walking back to the apartment.

Only he walked back with her to her apartment and sat with her as she played her music, even joining in turning it into a sweet duet.

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a/n: What’d you think? Let me know, feedback is always appreciated.

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[wayward-mikaelson]

His Little Sister

Word Count: 2041

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Characters: Reader, Jensen, Jared, Alex, Rich, Misha (Mentioned)

About: The Reader works on the set of Supernatural where her big brother Jensen stars along side his best friend Jared. The Reader has developed a major crush on Jared. The Reader somehow lands a roll on the show. A role that plays Sam Winchesters love interest which big brother Jensen isn’t too thrilled about.

Disclaimer: Language, Angst, Mention of depression, Mention of car accident, Implied Smut

Disclaimer 2: Any of the shorts that are hot and steamy, I want to put out there that it's in no way disrespectful towards Gen at all. I love her to death and respect that marriage between her and Jared. So when reading those shorts, know that it all takes place in an alternate world where they aren't married at all.

A/N: Tag all your SPN accounts

A/N 2: Tag any Sam/Jared Stans so they can see this

A/N 3: Should I write a Part 2? I feel Like there should be a part 2...Jensen find out his sister and best friend are sleeping together while at a convention maybe? YOU TELL ME!!!!

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"And...cut," Rich yells next to me. "That's a wrap! That was perfect!" I watch from the sidelines as he gets up from his directors chair. I watch as he makes his way towards Jensen and Jared. "Okay, now, I know it's late and everyone wants to get some sleep but, I want to run something pass you guys first." Rich pulls the two off set and outside. I look at the time on my phone and see that it's almost one in the morning.

"Want to head to my trailer for a drink?" Alex is next to me. He's still in his Jack outfit and still looking like a 16 year old boy who hasn't grown facial hair yet. He's been pinning after me for the last few years since I started working on the set of Supernatural. Everyone knew it too. Even my big brother, Jensen did. But I didn't feel that way towards Alex.

"Alex," I sigh. "Not tonight." I start to gather my things and make my way towards my brothers trailer. I normally stay at a hotel unless we have nights like this.

"Another time then?" Alex asks after me.

"She's not into you man," Jensen come up behind us hold some papers. "I could have told you that. I practically know who she's into." True, I think, but not this time. I couldn't tell him who it was because it was his best friend.

Ever since I started working on set, I saw Jared differently. He was no longer my brothers best friend to me. He was this funny and smart attractive man that smiled every time our eyes met. He even looks at me differently. Not the 'that's Jensen's baby sister' look. The look he give me always makes me blush. I would like to think Jared's into me but he was always going on some date with some chick.

"Sorry, Alex," I walk off with Jensen.

"It's all good," Alex walks off as well.

"You really should get back into dating," Jensen says handing me the papers in his hands as we walked to his trailer. "Anyway, we should talk about this."

I look at the papers. "It's a script," I say giving my brother a weird look.

Jensen wraps an arm around my shoulder. "Yeah, it's your script. The original chick who was casted as Opheila quit today. Rich and the others think you're perfect for the job."

I choke on whatever saliva is in my mouth. "My what?!" I exclaim pushing my brother away. "No! I haven't acted since my accident. And that was a year before I even took this job to help out on set."

Some years ago, I had a small but recurring role on the show Riverdale. In between filming and visiting home one day, I got into a bad car accident. My entire left leg was busted up and needed screws and rods. I was put out of work for months and my character on Riverdale was written and killed off. I was depressed because of it and then out of the blue Jensen pulled strings to get me back to work. My life was just starting to come back together and my limp was nearly gone too.

"I know," Jensen grabs my shoulder. "This could be your comeback. Give it a shot and if you don't like it, that's fine and Rich can suck my dick and get a new actress."

No one, and I mean no one, hyped me up and supported me and encouraged me like Jensen did. "Okay, here's to a comeback" I smile and Jensen pulls me into a hug. "Why did Rich want to talk to Jared as well?"

Jensen was quiet for a few minutes. "Well, this character we've been told, becomes a love interest of Sams."

I stop walking. "I see," It's a good thing it's dark because I can feel my face burning. Hot. "How does Jared feel about that?" I'm genuinely curious.

"Oh he's cool with it," Jensen continues to walking. I can tell that part of it is bugging him.

"And you?" I grab his arm and turn him around. "You don't seem or look to thrilled."

Jensen made a face. "I'm thrilled you got this roll. I've been dying to see you back in action acting again. I mean look at you. Beautiful and that limp you always complained about is gone. I just am having a hard time seeing my baby sister and best friend get friendly on camera."

I laugh out loud. I'm sure it's the fact that I am God awfully tired. "It'll be our characters getting close, not us." I hook my arm into his and we walk the rest of the way to the trailer.

"Rich is giving everyone the weekend off so we can focus on these lines." Jensen holds the trailer door open. Filming will start on Monday."

"Oi, that soon? Guess we get some sleep and start first thing."

Over the next few weeks, I learned more about my character. Ophiela, was also a hunter who hunted with the Winchesters a few times in the past. She and Sam also had a nice fun filled night before they lost contact. Turns out my character was going to be in the remaining season. Which to my surprise Jared was excited about. That kind of confused Jensen and made me blush hard that I had to find a way to hide my face from them all.

Getting back into acting wasn't hard. Acting with Misha around was hard. I never wanted to strangle someone so bad for purposefully trying to mess me up. I started to feel more and more myself behind the camera and delivering lines. Jensen even mentioned to me one night that I was getting that glow in my eyes when I acted. Rich was even impressed with my acting. About a month after taking the role and making it my own, we are about to wrap a scene where Sam and Ophiela are arguing. Our on set chemistry was fire. Everyone loved it.

Jared slams a book on the bunker set table. "What happened if we got there too late and found you dead?"

I lean over the table. "Then I would have died, Sam. You can't control that. Hell you can't even control your temper when it comes to my safety. Now if you will, I am going to wash off this hunt and go to bed." I take a few steps and Jared grabs my upper arm. "What the hell, Sam?"

"You don't see it do you," Jared starts to pull me towards him. Knowing whats going to happen, I can't help but feel nervous and giddy all at the same time. Jared has me up against his chest sweeping loose hair from my face. "I can't loose you." He cups my face and starts to pull me close when something loud crashes in the distance.

"Uh, sorry, about that," Jensen says picking up whatever he knocked over. Jared and I step away and I see irritation on his face.

"That was so perfect!" Rich whines from the directors chair. "Jensen, dammit, you need to be more careful." Rich comes around the corner. "I guess we pick this up tomorrow." Then he leaves.

"I'm going to go to my trailer," Jared walks off and I feel his hand slip out of mine and I realize that we had still been holding hands. I watch as he walks away.

"I really am sorry," Jensen says standing next to me. I look at him and I don't see a single regret about the incident on his face. He did that on purpose. That bastard.

"What the fuck, Jay?!" I ask pushing him. "The scene was going smoothly and it was perfect and you ruined it." I storm off leaving Jensen staring after me with a confused look on his face.

I walk way passed the trailer I share with Jensen. I walk pass Misha's trailer, Alex's trailer, and so on until I find myself standing at Jared trailer door. My heart is pounding as I hesitate to knock on his door. I don't what possessed me to go to his trailer but here I am.

"Jared," I knock on his door. "It's me."

The door opens and there stands Jared. In a t-shirt. "Hey," he says with a small smile. "Is your brother around?" The way he said brother confirmed he is just as irritated with him as I am.

"No, he's on set still or going to the local bar," I smile. "Can I come in?" Jared's small smile gets bigger. He steps aside and I walk into his trailer. It's neat and clean. I've only been in here a few times for only a few minutes. "I'm sorry, my brother can be a real dick sometimes." I say sitting on his small couch.

Jared grabs two beers, opens one and hands me it. "Yes he can be," He takes a sip of his beer. "The scene was perfect and going so smoothly." He sits next to me. I can't help but look the muscle in his arm that was close to brushing up on mine.

"It really was," I take a drink of my beer. "Our characters were about to have an amazing moment." I glance at Jared who's looking at me with those same eyes he was giving me on set.

"They can still have that moment," I see Jareds hand slide towards mine and without thinking I take hold of it. "Just without a camera." He adds taking his thumb and rubbing it my hand.

I blush and smile. "They totally can," I manage to out in a whisper.

Jared starts to lean in towards me. My heart is racing so I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Jared's head meets mine and he rests there breathing deeply. He's as nervous as me. I open my eyes and see he's staring deep into them. It's like my soul connects with his. It feels right. It's perfect. Licking my lip, I tilt my head up and press my lips to his.

The moment that they touch, every part of my body turns to jello. Jared lets go of my hand to cup my face and hold it to his. When his tongue pushes pass my lips and starts to explore my mouth, the beer bottle in my hand slips out of my hand and onto the floor with a loud clang. I pull back to pick it up but Jared pulls me back to him.

"Don't worry about that," I hear him set his beer down and use that hand to pull me onto his lap. Both legs rest on either side of his. I feel his erection pressing through his jeans and mine. I relax more of my weight and roll my hips against his. With a small but deep growl, Jared's lips land on mine again. Picking me and setting me on the small trailer counter.

I wrap my legs around him to keep him between me. I feel him press himself firmly into my jeans and I can feel how wet I am already for him. I moan into his mouth as he does it again. Jared pulls back and whips his shirt off. I do the same and unclasp the bra I am wearing. "You like what you see?"  I ask as Jared stares at bare chest.

"Do I?" He leans in and brushes his lips from my cheek to my ear where he nips just below. I suck in a deep breath. "I fucking think it's beautiful." He wraps his arm around me and carries me to his bed where he plops me down on the bed. He stares down at me as he takes his pants off. "Now, why don't we see how quiet you can be while I fuck you hard into this mattress."

[jerkbitchidjitassbutt]

What If I Told You (9)

Characters: Jensen x Reader; Jared Padalecki; SPN Cast members at times.

Summary: You and Jensen have been the closest of friends for years after meeting on the set of SPN, but what will happen when you and Jensen have a kissing scene?

Warnings: Cursing; divorce; break up; angst-ish at times, but mostly fluff. For this chapter: Canon divergence from the show, spn-related sadness.

I consider this an AU, as Jensen is divorced from an unnamed ex in this fic. This is completely a work of fiction, and I wouldn’t want his reality to be any different, this is purely for entertainment.

A/n: Just a tiny bit more until the big one. Flashbacks are in italics.

The darkened wood of the porch swing rasped slightly as you swung back and forth, but the only sound that rung in your ears was your own heartbeat. Jensen’s eyes glazed as they stared into yours, the words he’d just spoken hanging heavily in the air.

“I was begging myself not to leave you.”

He gave you a small smile, as if to say a million words with a single action that was only meant for you.

Leaning slightly into his side, the scent of his aftershave filling your senses, you reassured him, “Don’t worry, Jay. I promise, I’m not going anywhere.” You whispered.

His dimples appeared as he gave a genuine, gorgeous smile. “You know…” he began, gazing at the jade lawn and blossoming blooms of the small garden, “this is a pretty nice place.”

Taking in the scenery, you agreed. The home itself was picturesque. “Yeah. Something I’d like to have one day.”

Jensen gripped your hand tightly before Clint whistled for you gently, hoping to usher you into the waiting SUV to take you back to set. Jensen, Jared, and Misha had one more scene to film on location at the ‘borrowed’ house with the red front door and another down the road, but it was already nearing four o’clock in the afternoon and you were due back at the studio for make-up and wardrobe removal.

The two of you stood from the swing on the front porch and, to your surprise, Jensen walked you down the steps and sidewalk to your bodyguard’s vehicle.

Jensen quickly stepped in front of you to grip the handle, opening the back door and gesturing for you to slide in.

“Ever the gentleman.” You giggled, feeling a rush to your cheeks.

“Well, you know me… gotta keep it interesting.” He smirked.

You halted before stepping in through the open door and turned to face him. Jensen had caged you within the frame of the door and his body, resting his hands both on the door and the cool metal of the car’s frame, blocking you from the remainder of those on set. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust those he worked with, but he was a man that enjoyed his privacy, especially with those he was closest to.

You felt suddenly small in the confines of the space and under the watchful gaze of Jensen. He was the person you felt most comfortable around and knew you to the depths of your secrets, yet in this moment you felt as though all new ones were coming to the surface. You wrung your hands into knots behind your back as you swayed onto the balls of your feet, anxiously posing, “So, I guess I’ll see you at Rob’s thing tonight?”

“Yeah. Yeah—I’ll be there. I want to say ‘screw it’ and run off with you now and, uh… have that talk, but you know how it is. I’ve got to get back in there.” He said, seemingly nervous as well, but also collected and steady.

“No, yeah… I get that. No worries.” You sputtered, casting your eyes to your shoes for no reason at all, other than to avoid his.

“Hey.” He said, releasing the hand that was holding the door to tuck it beneath your chin, he index finger and thumb planting themselves to turn your face to him. “It’ll happen sweetheart. I promise. I’m anxious too, don't worry.”

You smiled in his embrace. He had an unexplainable gift of knowing precisely what you needed to hear. It was almost as if you were consistently thinking that you were going to wake up and it would all have been a dream; the kiss, the message, the emotions he had expressed, but he was doing everything to ensure you knew it wasn't.

“Okay. Promise?” you said with a smirk, extending your pinky finger.

He eyed your outstretched hand with a grin, releasing your chin to lock his smallest finger with yours. As he enclosed it around his own, he tugged it gently towards him, pulling you closer to lay a gentle, quick peck of a kiss to your lips that left a tingle in its wake. “Promise.”

He retreated to the sidewalk as you hopped onto the leather seat of Clint’s car and shut the door for you, waving as the car sped off down the street.

You cast your eyes out of the darkened glass of the window, eyeing the man who had shaken you to your core who was still standing on the gray sidewalk. He seemed even more beautiful in the late afternoon light that shown behind him, blooming in iridescence and arcs of color.

Secretly, Jensen was as nervous and apprehensive as you were, but he couldn’t deny any longer that this was what he wanted and now—now he was sure you felt the same. All of the trepidation from days past was slowly dwindling to new nerves; now he just wanted to make everything perfect. If he was honest with himself, this was no longer a question of whether, it was a question of how.

.....

Yesterday

“Hey man, glad you made it.” Jared said, not standing from his seat on his couch when Jensen let himself in through the front door of his apartment. Gen and the kids were with family in Austin in their new home, so Jared was by himself for the majority of this season.

“Yeah, thanks for the call.” Jensen said sarcastically.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I… interrupt something?” he enunciated.

“No.” Jensen replied immediately and a little too quickly. “No. Well—maybe? I don't know.”

That was enough to make Jared quickly stand. His long limbs carried him to where Jensen was pacing, fists shoved tightly into his leather jacket when his friend reached him. “Tell me what happened.”

“Well.” He began, “We kissed.”

“Yeah, and?” Jared probed.

Jensen looked at his friend with a slightly stunned expression, “I… I don't know, man. I don't think I’ve ever had a kiss like that. It was just supposed to be rehearsal kiss, but I couldn’t stop myself.”

Jared hid the smirk that was sneaking below the surface, an unmistakable glint in his friend’s eye—it wasn’t just a kiss. There was more to be told. “Okay, what else happened?”

Jensen paused, his eyes widening with realization as he replayed the rehearsed scene in his mind, “I said her name.” he all but sighed.

“Huh?” Jared asked, confused.

“In the scene… I said Y/n instead of Y/c/n… when I said, ‘I love you’. It was part of the script and I—I messed up. I let it slip.”

Jared could sense the battle raging in his friend’s mind, so he pushed further, “Okay, so what is it?”

Jensen raised a brow, curious as to where his friend’s mind was leading, “What do you mean?”

Using his height to boost himself, Jared perched against his kitchen counter, his long legs and torso making it easy to prop his hips against the marble and gestured towards his friend, “What’s holding you back? What’s making it so hard for you to admit that it wasn’t a slip up at all, but that you actually do feel that way for her? You said it was about your friendship—that you didn’t want to ruin it, but could it be something deeper than that? I get it if you’re scared, man. You don’t want to get hurt again or put yourself out there if it’s not given back. But answer me this…  Was there anything behind that kiss that makes you question it? In that moment, did you even question if she felt it too?”

Jensen let himself relive the feeling of holding you in his arms, the softness of your skin underneath his fingertips, and the fire that erupted in his chest the minute his lips touched yours.

Jared’s lip curled at the edges as he watched Jensen’s expression shift from shock and confusion to realization as he asked, “Do you really think she—”

“Yeah.” Jared interrupted, clasping his friend on the shoulder. “Yeah, I think she does. Now, the only question is: are you going to let your fear of ruining your ‘friendship’ ruin any chance with her, or are you gonna go for it? Because, if you want my advice—which you always do…” he said, giving a slight, boastful bow, “I think you should go for it. No more games, no more ‘what-ifs’… nothing. Just take the dive.”

Jensen felt his chest tighten with excitement at the thought. Giving his friend a nod and a smile, he left with a resolve and a dinner appointment with the executives of the studio fast approaching, one which he could only hope would pass quickly.

After reaching your voicemail later that night, he only contemplated stopping by your place about five hundred times before returning to his own apartment, sauntering in through the hallway littered with photos. He wasn’t always a nostalgic or ‘feely’ guy, but when it came to his friends and family, he liked to have a reminder of who was behind him through it all. He passed photos of his parents and siblings, of childhood friends who stood the test of time into adulthood, and of Jared and Misha.

Jensen took pause in front of one taken about a year ago, of the two of you on set in Impala. You were nestled under the crook of his arm, tucked into his side and holding him around his waist, but your face was beautifully lit up with laughter. Your eyes were closed, and a brilliant smile made your cheeks a rosy tint. He had just told you what was probably the lamest joke in history, but it tickled you to well into tears after the photo was snapped.

Trust. Laughter. Safety. Excitement. Love. Everything he’d ever want in a relationship—and it was right in front of him.

He couldn’t wait anymore, he had to jump in.

.....

Jared bounded down the front steps in his Sam Winchester attire and clapped Jensen on the shoulder, “Hey man. You gonna take my advice?”

A grin fell upon his lips as your car slipped from view, “Yeah… Yeah, I am.”

<Series Masterlist / Part 10>

A/n 2: I received an anon ask when I was looking for fic ideas(see below) for a Jensen x actress!reader fic a while ago, but recently got hit with a spark of inspiration. This is based off of the song “What if I Said” by Anita Cochran and Steve Wariner and will be a short mini-series. Also there is a wife mentioned in some parts, but I purposefully left this person nameless as to not insinuate anything for Jensen’s real life.                                                                

Anonymous said: Hi! Just saw your post about looking for fic ideas. I’ve had this idea that I really like where reader is an actor on Supernatural and is friends with Jensen. They have a scene where they have to kiss or even just have to be right up in each other’s space and it makes them realize they like each other. It’s probably a common thing to write about, but I thought I’d ask anyway. Thanks!

[supernaturalmarauders]

I’m Trying I Promise (Spn cast x depressed teen cast reader)

Summary: after a rough few weeks the readers depression becomes to much and decides to stop fighting. however the attempt is unsuccesful, and jensen, jared, gen, and daneel are left to pick up the pieces, but is that such a bad thing. 

Warnings: suicide, self harm, over dosing, anxiety, fluff from j2 daneel and gen, slight anorexia, insomnia. 

Side note: please reach out for help if you need it, and review. i appreciate all feedback. enjoy the story 

you are the 15 year old cast member of supernatural that played the whinchesters younger sister. You had been introduced in season 4 at just 6 years old. The fandom loved you, especially your character. You were essentially a little sister to every cast member. Jared and Jensen had become very close with you, especially as you spent the most time with them. 

over the years your character had matured into a beautiful, strong, and powerful young woman. Everyone had seen you grow up, and never once did anyone see you unhappy, or not smiling. At least they thought you were happy.

You had been hiding the anxiety, and depression you had been feeling for a year from everyone you knew. It would come in waves, and you had becoming accustomed to hiding your pain. But lately it had been adding up. You were managing well with school and filming, following a schedule that would keep you busy. However very important finals had been added onto your plate and you were feeling the stress.

Because of filming you had become distant from most of your friends. Without physical contact and interaction, you had drifted. You were doing most of your schooling online, and your friends were all learning in a classroom. You were a pretty smart kid, maintaining good grades, however even this was becoming a stretch. You were in your last few years of school, and struggling in silence, not wanting to alert anyone that you were In pain, and particularly not wanting to be a burden to anyone else.

Xxxxxxxxxxx

You sighed, dropping your pen on your paper. You had been filming for most of the day and you had to complete your 4 hours of school work. You had been completing most of it during breaks however, the lack of sleep you had been getting was catching up to you. You decided to pack up your stuff. You had already submitted the work that was due for the day and decided that you would finish the rest another times. Just as you were about to pack up your laptop you got a call from your friend.

You slid across the answer button, to see them at some sort of sleepover.

“Where are you” you asked with a smile on your face.

“At (friends) birthday sleepover” said your friend laughing. Suddenly your face dropped. You completely forgot about it was (friends) birthday. You felt a strong guilt in your chest.

“Earth to Y/N” asked your friend through the screen snapping you out of your daze.

“I completely forgot. She hates me doesn’t she” you said a tear streaming down your face.

“She’s a little upset, but she doesn’t seem to phased” said your friend shaking of your concern.

“I’m such a crap friend” you mumbled into your hands trying to wipe the tears.

“ it’s nothing to bad, she knows your busy” said your best friend stuffing her face with candy.

“I sent a present last week, let me know when she gets It will ya” you said.

“Sure will. I have to go, but chat later” she says, hanging up the call. You didn’t even get to say goodbye.

You sigh once again and pile your school stuff back into your bag. You switch of the lights to your trailer and locked the door. Making your way to the filming set. Jensen and Jared were filming a final scene so you decided to go and check it out. You see Misha sitting on one of the benches behind the cameras you take a quick seat next to him.

“Hey Y/N, how are you doing” he asks lifting his head to look at you.

“I’m okay. Just thought I would come and see what you guys were up to before I headed home” you say tying up the lace of your shoe.

You were one of the lucky ones. The filming set of supernatural was a 20 minute walk from your house. The other actors had been staying in there trailers however you were allowed to go home.

“Well, stay safe” said Misha smiling. You returned it picking up your bag. As soon as the director yelled cut, the boys broke out laughing. You waved to them signaling that you were leaving. They waved back, only Jared looked at you for a little longer. Concern evident on his features. You sighed and walked away, along the pavement that led to your house. It took about 30 minutes for you to get home, as you had to walk slower to ensure that you would not collapse from lack of sleep or food.

You usually kept your body healthy, but due to everything going on, you had been living off coffee, to maximise your Time. You didn’t know how you were doing it but you were still very much walking. You slowly unlocked to the door making sure to not make anything loud enough to wake up your aunt and uncle. You slid of your shoes and coat and hang them up nex to the door.

You slowly make your way up to the stairs and into your bedroom. You flick on the light and take a seat at the end of your bed. Suddenly your phone vibrates and you see a message from one of your friends.

“A video” you say to yourself. You flick it on and are shocked by what you see you. YOUR BOYFRIEND kissing your friend. On her birthday.

“So much for not angry” you whisper to yourself letting the tears fall from your eyes. You didn’t need another thing adding onto your life workload, but now there was. Your aunt was sure to be in bed. And your uncle was probably doing the same.

Your boyfriend was one of the only people keeping you sane, and now he went and broke your heart. You wanted th throw something god you wanted to scream, but your body could not handle that and you did not want to wake up your aunt and uncle.

You sat on the floor of your bed, you had no more tears left to cry. The cheating you could deal with, but the betrayal of your friend pushed you over the edge. Leaving you to your thoughts during the night, especially in the emotional space you are in, was not a good idea.

You didn’t want to live in pain anymore. You weren’t as strong as Jared, you didn’t open up about your feelings, and you were sick of putting on a mask. You were sick of all this stress, and pain of loosing the people that you love. You didn’t want to put other people through the pain that you felt but you didn’t want to live like this. If you made it quick then, no one would be left to pick up the pieces that would be left of you. You’d be dead.

You mustered all the energy you could and got up from your bedroom floor. Pulling off your winter clothes you changed into some long pajama pants and a singlet top. You walk into your bathroom. You open the bathroom cabinet and grab your depression medication out from the top shelf. You grab one of the pairs of scissors lying around your room and locked your bathroom door. You didn’t want anyone to find you untill you were dead. You couldn’t bare to see the looks on anyone’s face once they realised how broken you were.

You shoved the medication down your throat and took a seat against the bath tub. You cried out in pain, the feeling of the medication entering your system made you collapse onto the floor.

“ Y/N, honey are you okay” asked your aunt from the other side of the door. You didn’t want to put her through the pain of seeing you dying on the floor. You put the scissors to your wrist making 2 cuts on each arm, making your cry out again.

“Y/N honey, I’m coming in” said your aunt. She opened the door and saw your dying form lying there.

“Oh my Y/N- (uncle name) call an ambulance, oh honey hold on” said your aunt holding your form in her hands, you thought you locked the door. Guilt settled in your stomach, making you want to die more.

No longer than 10 minutes later an ambulance arrived and family’s from around the street were coming out to see what the commotion was about. You remember loosing consciousness in your uncles arms after he carried you out to the ambulance. The rest of it was fuzzy. But you knew one thing you had fucked up your life in one single night.

Xxxxxxx

The next day the cast walked onto to set. Jared was the first one to pick up on your absense. There was no laughing coming from the makeup trailer, and no lights on in your trailer. For filming today gen and Daneel were also tagging along. After asking around Jared is told by the producers that you are sick. That struck everyone as weird. They even called Misha, as he wasn’t on for filming today, however he said he hadn’t heard from you. You had never once missed a day of filming unless it was for school purposes. And when you were sick you would tough it out anyway.

Not long after jared receive a call from your cell however it wasn’t you. Of course... they didn’t know that. It was your Aunty.

“Hey Y/N, heard you were sick, how ya feeling” asked Jared into the phone, grabbing everyone’s attention. However the voice that responded was not you, it was your Aunty. As soon as Jared had heard what had happened his face paled. Shock evident on his features alerting everyone that something was wrong.

“Jared, what’s wrong” asked Jensen knowing it involved you.

“ Y/N... she uh-she u-uh” said Jared trying to get the words out of him mouth.

“Hey j calm down, just tell us what happened” said gen, trying to calm her boyfriend down.

“Umm... Y/N attempted suicide last night” Jared said between cries.

Everyone instantly stopped, all clearly shocked at the news. they didn’t realise that you was struggling so much.

“Is- is she okay” asked Jensen comforting his wife.

“Umm... she’s alive, definitely not alright though” said Jared hugging gen to keep themselves together. The entire set suddenly turned somber. The mood instantly dropping

“Something must have happened last night to... make her feel... to lead to this” said Jensen. Trying not to cry.

“Her aunt said she found her on the bathroom floor, Over dosed on pills and wrists slit. God how did I not notice the signs, I should have been there for her” Jared sobbed into gens shirt.

“It’s not your fault Jared, none of us knew she felt this way. Don’t you dare blame yourself” said Daneel, still consoling her husband.

“I say we pay her a visit. Now that we know she isn’t going through this alone” said gen. They knew you were going to be broken but they were going to be there for you every step of the way.

Xxxxxxx

“Oh it’s lovely to see you” said your aunt ushering them all inside.

“How’s she doing” asked Jared once again concerned.

“Honestly I don’t know. She won’t talk to me we only got home from the hospital an hour ago. She hasn’t said a word since we got back. (Uncle) can’t even get through to her” said your aunt.

“Where is she at the moment” asking Jensen.

“ Y/Ns in her room. I sent her to get some shut eye but I don’t think she’s sleeping” said your aunt.

Everyone just gave each other looks. They knew Y/N hadn’t been sleeping, but they also thought she was keeping on top of things.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about this earlier. She didn’t want me to tell you, but I couldn’t let you find out some other way. She said she didn’t want to be seen as less of a human, especially not to you guys” said your aunt handing out cups of hot tea. Many thankyous were spared and an uncomfortable silence filled the air.

“Did you notice anything about Y/N, like something that would give a hint that she would do this” asked your aunt taking a sip from the cup.

“we all just though it was exam stress. The skipping meals, spending most of her time doing school work, or sitting in her trailer. We thought it would pass. She never once mentioned that she was... suicidal” said gen. Fiddling with the sleeves of her jumper.

“ as a child, Y/Ns parents used to put a lot of pressure on her to be a good kid. She also learnt to hide her pain. Me and (uncle) have been trying to tell her for years that it’s normall to feel pain, but I guess it’s hard to comprehend that when most out your life your told different” said your aunt.

“She never really ever mentioned her parents, to any of us” said Daneel, sympathy in her eyes.

“I can’t blame the poor kid. She was abused for years before I even realised that my sister had a child. Ever since she was little she’s always been quiet and co-operative. She’s still pretty scarred, and doesn’t talk about it”. Said your uncle walking in.

“How is she” asked your aunt.

“Not doing to good. She won’t tell me anything. I’m getting worried” said your uncle

“ I know this is a big ask but could we possibly see her” asked Jensen.

“Of course, I’m not sure what state she’s in” said your aunt allowing them to follow up the stairs and into your room. Nothing in the room would have ever suggested that you felt this way.

Suddenly there attention was drawn to the water running in the bathroom.

“ Y/N. Honey, let me know your okay please” asked your aunt panic filling your voice.

“I’ll be out in a minute” replied your quiet voice through the door. Her panic subsided when she hears your voice. They 4 adults walk back to the kitchen following your aunt. None of them could believe how quiet you were.The once outgoing and bubbly girl that you used to be, was now reduced to silence.

“You know, she was adamant about coming to set today. As soon as we got home from the hospital she started getting ready. Me and (aunt name) had to give her medication to make her sleep. She didn’t want this attempt to make anyone see her different” said your uncle as they returned from your bedroom. A few minutes passed.

After a little bit of time of awkward conversation , you came down with your head hung low and grabbed a mug of coffee. During that time no one dares to talk to you. They didn’t want to put you under stress. They didn’t want to put you in a situation you felt you couldn’t escape from. However there shock returned once they saw how frail you were.how your eyes had sunken into your head and your clothes remained baggy on your frame. You walked back in the direction of your room not bothering to grab any food.

“Honey, do us a favour and keep your door open” said your aunt as you were leaving the room. You just stopped in your tracks, nodded, and walked away.

“I think I’m going to talk to her. She needs someone who has gone through what she’s gone through. I’m the only one diagnosed with depression. I’m going to try and get her to open up, break out of her. We’re getting the old Y/N back”. Said Jared standing up and making his way to your bedroom.

He nocks a few times on your open door, only so see you sitting on the end of the bed, holding a picture frame of you and a guy.

“Who’s that” asked Jared taking a seat next to you.

“My boyfriend... well my ex boyfriend now I guess”

“What happened” asked Jared genuinely concerned.

“My “best friend” sent me a video, of him and another friend hooking up last night. Found out when I got back from the hospital that they slept together as well” You said with no emotion on your face He didn’t hesitate to pull you into a hug and suddenly you broke, and started crying.

You told him how your boyfriend cheating was the last straw. That you didn’t know what you were doing when you enetered the bathroom, you crumbled, and didn’t want to constantly feel this pain inside your chest, that kept dragging you down and making you feel worthless.

He pulls you closer and gently lifts up your sleeves to reveal the bandages that were covering up stitches on your arm.

“Your like a daughter to me, and I can’t imagine my life without you. You shouldn’t feel an obligation cover this up. Your experiences make you into the person today and you shouldn’t be afraid to show the war you lossed. He told you that it is nothing you should cover up. Your scars make you stronger, and change you into the person you are today” he told you, not loosening his grip once.

Hearing those words make you break down even more. he tells you that Your aunt told them why you lived with her. You opened up and told. him that the memories that come back surrounding that topic also tipped you over the edge. And that in your delusional state you believed the words your dad said to you. You believed that you would be better dead, that you were a burden, and a mistake.

Jared decided to shoot Jen a text in this time, in the time that you are him we’re hugging. Not even a minute later gen is In the room, and her heart breaks to see you like this. You look up and try and calm your tears in fear of embarrassment. She had never once recalled a time where you had even cried let alone be this emotional. She gave Jared a kind smile and instantly sat next to Jared. When you tears subsided a little bit she gave you a warm embrace, to which you leaned into. She mumbled small word of encouragement, and calming.

“I’m not sorry for doing it, I’m sorry that It didn’t work, I still wanna die. I feel like I’m such a burden to everyone”. You said into her chest. Her and Jared shared a look, both deciding to keep this talk till after you had settled down.

“Honey when was the last time you ate” asked gen.

“Umm. Not properly for a while. Things just got carried away, so it didn’t cross my mind” you said, your tears comming to a Hault.

“You need to eat something” said Jared, noticing the rest of the group standing at the door, with some toast in there hand.

“I’m not hungry” you mumble, being stubborn, hanging your head.

“Sweetie, we aren’t leaving untill you eat what’s on this plate” said Jensen, grabbing the plate from de’s hand. You looked up only just noticing the two extra bodies in your room. You sighed seeing that they only put a few pieces of toast on the plate.

“Come on, do it for us, for your Family” said Daneel handing over he plate to, which you carefully took.

You stood up and slid down the end of your bed, onto the floor, Jensen and Daneel sitting next to you, deciding it was there turn to be the parent figures they should be, and Jared and Gen sitting on the floor across from you against the wall opposite the bed.

You grabbed the toast and took small bites, desperately trying to keep the food down. After you had finished you wanted to go to the bathroom however no one would let you because they knew that you were likely to purge.

“Y/N, sweetie, I know we’re asking a lot of questions but have you slept a lot recently” asked gen, looking directly at You. You looked up and sighed.

“Like I said, I’ve been busy. Everything’s been so Jammed pack, especially managing school, and filming. I haven’t really had the time ”. You admit pulling your knees to your chest. D and Jensen both put there arms around your shoulder.

“Did you get any sleep last night” asked Jensen and Jared at the same time.

“Not really. I lost consciousness for about an hour, but I haven’t really slept” you say, rubbing your face with your hand.

“ Y/N, you need to sleep”. Said Jared about to stand up and throw you on the bed.

“No point, insomnia is a bitch. Especially now. I’m not allowed any medications now so I’m getting less sleep now than ever” you say sighing.

Once again a shared look went around the circle. The anxiety you felt caused you to start picked at the skin on your arm.

“No Y/N, don’t” said gen pulling your hand away from for arm. You sighed and bent your head back.

“ Y/N why didn’t you come to us. We could have helped you. Been there for you” said Jared, a tear sliding down his cheek.

“ I didn’t want to add onto the stress you had. I’m only a teenager besides for most of my life I was a told to not voice my opninion. So it’s kinda stuck” you say.

“Oh sweetie” said Daneel wrapping you in an embrace. You didn’t cry just rested your head on shoulder warming into her embrace.

“I don’t want to die, I just... I’m sick of this pain. The overwhelming crushing feeling. It just became to much” you say into daneels shoulder, she hugged you even tighter.

“Where here now. And you need to talk to us when to feel like this. No keeping it to yourself” said Jensen.

“ your like a daughter to all of us Y/N. Don’t forget that” said Daneel.

“ and no letting everything pile up until you hit breaking point” said gen.

“ and definitely no your an adult don’t worry about my problems talk” said Jared.

“Yeah yeah. I know I promise I won’t keep things to myself” you say lifting your head and showing a genuine smile.

“There’s the smile we know and love” said Jared ruffling your head.

Xxxxxx

“ I wonder what they’re up to” said your aunt to  your uncle.

“They’ve been up there for a while” said your uncle agreeing.

“Come on” said your uncle making his way up the stairs. what he saw surprised him , but made him smile none the less.

“ honey have a look at this”. Said your uncle from the door way, gesturing for your aunt.

There you were lying the middle of the bed tv playing surrounded by Jared, Jensen, gen, and Daneel, all fast asleep head on each other shoulder.

“I don’t think I’ve seen her sleep for a while” said your aunt putting her arm around your uncles neck.

“I think things are going to be okay” said your uncle planting a kiss on your aunts head.

“I think as long as she has these four, she’ll be fine in no time” said your aunt.

And she wasn’t wrong. Jensen and Jared were there constantly checking in on you, and Daneel and gen were always calling and dropping in on set. In no time you were feeling better. Of course you had your days where everything seemed pointless, and overwhelming, but Jared and Jensen were always there to pick you back up. You weren’t okay, no, but you were on the track to being okay. And with such amazing friends surrounding you, you couldn’t wait to see what the future had in store

[thewnchstrs]

it’s that time of the month again!

Dean X Reader

The Witness(part 1): you’re witness to a murder committed by a flying broomstick. the police don’t believe you, but two handsome FBI agents that show up to your door seem to be more open-minded | @thewhitejournal

Wildest Dreams: she works in diner and he’s constantly traveling. After meeting he can’t seem to stay away away from her. | @spidey-babe-parker

Professional Environment: you’ve had the hots for your boss, Dean Winchester, since day one. You always do your very best to please him in any way possible. What happens when one day, you don’t? | @teddybeardoctorr

Trust: you are in need of help and your first choice is two people who don’t like you. | @lonelyandlovelorn

Rescue You: my name is Y/N. I’m the outcast of my witch community. This is the story of how I rescued Dean Winchester, the story of how he saved me. | @jay-and-dean

Fighting For a Future: Y/N help Dean contain Michael in his head. they now share a soul, but Y/N has pushed Dean away. Can Dean fight her stubborn streak? or will they lose their fight before they can even begin? | @flamencodiva​

Deal. | @bad268

Don’t Go Changing: it was never supposed to end up like this. You find out the truth about Dean Winchester. | @sunlightdances

Hurricane: with one of the most dangerous serial killers on the loose and in your tracks you have no choice but to rely on the help of the police to ensure your safety. It doesn’t hurt that the detective in charge is the one of the most skilled there is and probably, well, definitely the most charming one you have ever seen. Or that his flirting with you takes your mind off the danger waiting for you right around the corner. | @angelkurenai​

Abandoned: Dean is forced to be a single father after the reader left them. Three years later she shows up out of no where.| @i-write-about-anything​

Supernatural Series Rewrites | @adorable-dean-winchester

Ride With Me: alternate universe (AU) in which the reader is a horse rider who goes to a ranch in Arizona, owned by Bobby Singer and his wife Ellen, to gain work experience. A heartwarming series about a cowboy who falls for the girl, letting go of the past and the importance of family. | @katehuntington

When Your Past Comes Knocking: a demon hunt goes bad and the boys learn something about your past. | @vicmc624

Cheater, Cheater: Y/N and the boys go on an unusual hunt. | @okayhowmuchforthearm

Old Love, New Love: it’s been four years since Dean Winchester broke her heart, now that he has to work with her, how will old feelings resurface? | @mypassionsarenysins

Sam X Reader

Please... | @georgialouisea​

Stay With Me: Sam wants you to stay and of course you agree, but with Dean and hunting, can you really? | @multifandomaestheticsblog​

Good: Sam’s having a hard day. Reader makes it better. | @slytherkins

Life: The Game | @missmarrinette

Secrets: a drunken night with your boyfriend, his brother and your best friend ends in a lot of your secrets getting out | @supernotnaturalcas

Adjustments: hiding an illness isn’t easy, especially when you’re still learning about it. | @kittenofdoomage

Crossing Parallel Lines: after searching through hundreds of lore books and wanting to go on an a new adventure, the reader accidentally ends up somewhere she never expected and with people she never expected to meet! | @swiftlymoniquesblog

Lean on Me | @deansmyapplepie

Nightmare: after waking up from a nightmare, you and the Winchesters head out to help another hunter. | @crispychrissy

Sleepy Confessions | @team-free-will-oneshots

Three’s a Crowd: you are the girl Sam lives with between s7 and 8 and you are happy together until Dean shows up and forces you to leave. | @supernatural---imagines

In the Studio | @spn-and-daddy-issues

Marriage Mishaps: the Reader and Sam find out about some shocking news that could affect their relationship. | @syven-siren​

Thunderstruck: what happens when the reader comes into contact with Amara? | @fandomoneshots-imagines

Cas X Reader

Winter’s Eye: season 13 canon tells you how AU!Castiel’s story ends, this is how it begins. The deranged and damaged iteration of Castiel we met in the apocalypse universe - an obedient soldier to Michael’s cause barely in control of his vessel’s frayed and erratically firing nerves whose inherent kindness toward humankind appeared entirely obliterated - wasn’t always an unfeeling angelic weapon of interrogation. Once, he sympathized with the plight of humans; one, he loved. | @webcricket​

The Memory Remains: Y/N’s memory had been erased, but a car crash brings more pain than just the physical. | @iwantthedean​

Sharing a Bed | @spilledkauffie​

Cat Got Your Tongue?: Castiel x male reader headcanon for each of them bringing an animal home w/o the other one knowing? Reader brings a corgi, Cas brings a cat? | @just--another--daydreamer 

Paint Cans | @sauntered-vaguely-downward​

Small One: Cas takes care of his newborn Nephilim daughter. | @alexwritessupernatural​

Roman Holiday: Sam and Dean have been making you feel small and unimportant lately, like more of a hindrance than a help. When you leave to spend some time on your own and nurse your wounded feelings, your favorite angel shows up to ease your mind and heart by accompanying you on an off-the-cuff vacation. | @shittyelfwriter​

Alone Time: when the boys head out on a hunt, you decide to have some relaxation time. | @forever-trapped-in-my-dreams​

You Okay? | @fictionalabyss​

Snap Crackle Pop: Introducing Cas to pop rocks | @swlbarnes​

Lebanon: After bringing your dad back with the pearl, many things were changed in the timeline. You find your husband, Cas, but he doesn’t remember you. Based on 14x13. | @supervengerslock​

Beautiful: An insecure Castiel shows reader his wings for the first time | @dabakook101​

Sharing is Caring: You and Castiel share a bed…and a little more. | @fanfic-scribbles​

Other Pairings

One and One Make Three: Friends are always there for you. Through the good times and the bad. After a night out with two of your best friends, catching up and celebrating the end of a chapter, you can’t help but wondering what lies ahead for you in the next. Start a family like Jared? Find another acting job like Jensen would? Little do you know, your best friend is harboring a huge secret and one decision was about to change your life forever. |  Jensen X Reader | @supernatural-jackles

Piercings: Sam and Dean let their younger sister get another piercing, and are a little surprised by her choice. | Winchester!Sister | @to-write-ornah

Chuck Tailors: Chuck is a custom tailor and is making the suits for the groomsmen in cousin Castiel’s wedding. When two strapping men walk into his shop, he can’t help but hope he might make more than just a suit for one of them | Dean X Chuck | @atc74

Fade Into You | Jensen X Reader | @sinatrababyy

Back To Sleep: Jared arrives home after filming and the only thing on his mind is you. | Jared X Reader | @princessmisery666​

Delirium: After one too many sleepless nights, a certain Nephilim begins to grow concerned for Y/N. | Jack X Reader | @just-imagine-1​

Demon Dean: The Mark of Cain has turned Dean into a demon and Sam and the reader try to save him. | Winchester!Sister | @winchestergirl23​

Dying of a Broken Heart: Jensen says something to hurt the woman he loves and he will do anything to fix his mistake. | Jensen X Reader | @pecanpieandgreeneyes85

Non-Pairings

No Second Chances: Y/N and Sam try to save Dean from the Mark of Cain, and Dean is not too happy about it | @winchester-books​

Fandom Letter From Castiel, School Struggles | @to-my-beloved-fandoms-2​

Sibling Jealousy: Reader has known the Winchesters for a long time, almost two years before Cas entered their lives. After that, since Reader was the only one actually teaching the angel about humanity customs and stuff like that, properly, they developed a closer relationship, on the parent-kid way. But it was never verbally acknowledged. Now, with Lucifer’s child on the way, life stabs some sense and realizations onto Reader, but there’s no time for feelings in this house | @no-te-lo-voy-a-dar

Death Isn’t The End | @foreverwayward

Imagines

Imagine being best friends with Jared, Jensen and Misha | @thwiso​

Imagine you’re Sam’s lover and you’re standing face to face with Lucifer who possessed him a long time ago | @istigatorawrites

Imagine stargazing with Rowena | @multifandomfix​

Imagine being in love with Dean but being told Cas is your soulmate | @writing-of-an-angel​

Imagine meeting Sam at a book store | @writtenwinchester

SPN headcanons | @dolly-face03

Being Lucifer’s child and meeting Sam and Dean Winchester would include... | @lotsoffandomimagines

Imagine playing with Sam’s hair when you’re bored | @dumbbitchenergy17

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FOREVER TAG LIST

@spnbaby-67 | @octo-cow52 | @luciferslucille | @anti-social-club | @search-bar | @mellorine-paprika | @thepocketshoelace | @jaremish | @the-salty-asian | @the-hufflepuff-hunter | @robynannemackenzie-blog | @mersuperwholocked-lowlife | @lilreethi | @find-sammys-shoe |  @caswinchester2000 | @damnedimpala | @thelittlestwinchestersister | @lauren-novak | @adeanmon | @tmiships4life | @spnficgirl

DEAN TAG LIST

@mccartneywinchester | @resanoona

WINCHESTER SISTER TAG LIST

@resanoona | @mccartneywinchester | @bunnyandy12 | @breereadsthings | @slytherinrising

[retrouvel]

When you DO watch that episode, care to share your thoughts? I personally think special effects got worse and even blood looks unrealistic now but ths plot is pretty promising IF they explore it the right way. So I'd say don't be scared, give it a go! If you squint a little, it's not all that bad. And I noticed some good writing coming back – someone with a brain certainly got their hands on the way Castiel is written and god bless them for that

Hey! Okay, SO. This has been in my inbox for far too long, but I’ve only watched the first episode now, and man, do I have thoughts.

First things first, the writing. It has me feeling very mixed. The characters definitely feel better, Sam seems like Sam from the early seasons, which is really nice and gives me a little nostalgia, cause he may not be the same person but the quircks he should have always had, are now back. They did get a grasp on Cas, a little late but finally. And I really hope it stays that way. I’m liking the characters so far.

Speaking of characters, Belphegor is an interesting addition. Now whether it’s bad or not, I’ve no clue, cause he seems a tad bit out of place, but he’s likable (despite the odd dialogue we’re getting, which I’ll get into below)

The acting. Jared, Jensen and Misha all have crazy talent, we know that, we seen it, yet that single episode managed to make me question it here and there. It looked weird at times. Dare I say, unprofessional. And I highly suspect that stage direction and the way they are filming is completely at fault (I just made a post about it, but the camera work is very obnoxious, and some of the cuts are poorly timed. It really pulls you out of it). This is what has me mixed on the writing, cause we got the characters we all love back with their true characteristics and all. Yet even the dialogue seems off sometimes? I just hope the direction gets better as the show progresses, so we can see the actors at their best, before we have to say our goodbyes.

Now the blood had be laughing, because I swear cheap Halloween makeup blood looks more convincing than the red paint (it looks like) that they used. I have no idea what happened there and there’s literally no excuse for it so idk lmfao.

Same thing for CGI, there are scenes from 2005 where it looked better (and I went on youtube specifically to watch a few just to make sure) I mean come on, go and compare Bloody Mary’s hand sliding on the mirror in the new episode to when she hauled her ass out of one, back in the first season, and try to tell me the CGI is better now. I doubt they don’t have the money, so once again, I’ve no clue what’s going on there. (There’s a lot of other more petty points I could get into, like the high saturation we’ve been getting for a while now, which only seems to rise, and little things like that but eh)

Plot wise, I can’t say very much, I’ve only watched the first episode so far, but I’m liking where it’s going. And there are plenty of things I enjoyed, the infamous brother-to-brother talk we’ve seen thousands of times? The one we got this time? Loved it. Goosebumps. Idk about you but I’m never gonna get bored of the pessimistic Dean talk with optimistic Sam. I just won’t.

What I don’t like, is the constant, repetitive Dean and Cas feud. We’re always shown how much they care about each other and all the family love and stuff, so why on earth am I sensing more DRAMA and ARGUMENTS godDAMNIT either GET ALONG or STOP. Stop. Let Cas leave, idk, just s t o p. I want none of it.

I know that’s a lot of negatives, but none of it actually, personally bothers me? It’s a little funny, seeing almost pink blood and having to put up with weird camera angles and out of place dialogue, but I can’t be mad at it really. (This is very biased, obviously. I watched the show to get through some bad times, so it continues to bring me this nostalgia and sort of peace/escape, I couldn’t be mad if I wanted to. But it is absolutely justifiable for someone to be upset with it. It’s just not me.)

To sum it up: I want Crowley back.

[wildefiction]

Oblivion

WORD COUNT: 1,403

CHAPTER SUMMARY: Jared, Jensen and Misha fly to Germany to film the end of Season 14. Horseplay, however, comes with a price.

CHAPTER WARNINGS: None really, a little fear and anxiety maybe

TWO

“Germany? Like the country full of beer, sausage and bar wenches?” Jensen couldn’t help but to crack a dazzling grin. It was a look that his character Dean had demanded and he had perfected over the last fourteen years. 

“Germany as in a fourteen hour flight and more time away from Gen and the kids…” Jared grumbled under his breath, upset at the lack of notice as if it were out of the ordinary. With a sigh, the tallest of the trio dropped himself into his seat and nursed the rim of his coffee cup; Gen had always been supportive but that didn’t mean he was thrilled about having to up and fly to Europe just to shoot a final scene. “Can’t they just use CGI?” He asked the question aloud and Jensen shrugged, finally having stopped fussing long enough for Mandy to begin working. 

“Who knows man, it’ll be an adventure at least, you can get your kids some lederhosen.” 

Both Misha and Jensen laughed and Jared simply rolled his eyes. It was too early for jokes. 

~

NOW BOARDING: FLIGHT 6927 TO BERLIN, GERMANY

The final boarding call had gone out long after Jensen, Misha and Jared were seated in their first class cabin, the trio having opted to share one of the business class suites that many international flights now offered as a means to back up their outrageous pricing. Money generally wasn’t an object but even Jared had balked at the four digit price that was the cost of comfort on their ridiculously long flight. 

“Fourteen hours from now we’ll be fresh faced and on set. How delightful.” Jensen yawned and looked at the glow of his phone before powering it down. They’d been on set all night before and were now at the airport and on the plane before the sun had even thought to rise. The end of an era had arrived and while it was bittersweet, he was personally glad for the chance at a break after fourteen years of success. 

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m going to take this opportunity to pop some hardcore ambien and sleep before I’m not able to anymore.” This came from Misha, who was admittedly the ‘dad’ of the group with his sweaters and ‘smart fitted slacks’ for their trip to Germany, while Jensen and Jared had gone a more conventionally cozy route of sweatpants and heathered knit shirts. “Same man, keep an eye on the clouds, tell me if they do any sick stunts.” Jensen nudged Jared and grinned, his ears popping slightly and signalling the ascent of the plane. Twenty minutes later, the captain turned off the seatbelt sign and within ten minutes, all three of the boys were fast asleep. 

Exactly seventeen hours and forty three minutes later…

“You’re late.” This the admonishing voice from Mandy, who ushered all three boys to the makeup trailer on a lot a couple of miles from their shoot. There hadn’t been room for everything within walking distance to the bridge and so they had been forced to make do. They’d do hair and makeup, wardrobe, then they’d be ushered to the actual set where a smaller trailer with last minute makeup and wardrobe awaited them. It was going to be a hellishly busy night. 

“Yes, well… yes we are, but the customs at London made us very nearly miss our connecting flight and  then the bus that was supposed to get us in Frankfurt blew a tire and.. And…” Misha waffled his hand as if to exaggerate the bullshit of a day they’d had. All three of them had slept well enough on the plane to be coherent but that didn’t mean anything when it came to Mandy. She had always been early, and being on time meant you were late, so the fact that they were over two hours late meant a lot to her. 

“Let’s just get this done. We’re here for a whole week for some reason so if we can knock out the last two days of filming, I’ll get some time to explore and maybe get the wife something as an apology for not bringing her to one of her favourite vacation destinations.” Jensen sounded a bit guilty, and Jared could only laugh. “Gen offered to leave the kids with her parents and come with me for the week, though she hardly sounded excited at the prospect. I think she’s enjoying the idea of having the bed to herself for a week.” Jared grinned and shrugged when Misha made an offhand comment about sharing a bed with a giant like him and being able to see why Gen was so happy to have a break. 

An hour and a half later and all three men were ready to go, the makeup having been simple for the first several scenes and the wardrobe being all together the same. Plaid, denim and for misha, a suit and his trusty trench coat. It was something that Mandy had come to be able to do in her sleep. 

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“ANNNNND ACTION!” 

The director’s voice carried throughout the set and cameras focused on an image of Jared and Jensen standing over the admittedly beautiful view that was The Devil’s Bridge at sunset. The quickly fading sun made the reflection of the water an almost blood red that lapped at the base of either side of the arching bridge that were black with age and wear. With ‘baby’ parked behind them off the bridge setting the mood for lighting and suspense, Jared approached the ‘x’ target that would later be a CGI enhanced ghost. Firing a blank that would act as a round of rock salt, Jensen followed through with his part and together they completed the scene with a stunning amount of accuracy. There hadn’t been a single ‘cut’ yelled and while they had been doing this for going on fifteen years, perfection on the set was still a rare sight. 

“Good, good! CUT! Take five, cameras, ready for next scene.” 

When the impala’s headlights were killed, Jared, Jensen and Misha were left in the dusk of a warm evening, the sky above the colour of a raging fire and glittering rubies while the water quickly faded into an endless dark. Rocking back on his heels, Jared took a swig of his water and sighed. “I have to say, it’s one hell of a view.” Wiping a hand over his stubbled jaw, he gazed out over the water when Jensen came over and threw himself against a makeshift railing that had been put at the side of the bridge for ‘safety’ reasons; the wood groaning in protest. 

“Yeah, it’s not too bad. Texas has beautiful sunsets too, though, no need for a seventeen hour flight to see those.” He still seemed a bit bitter about flying. He always had. 

“Ah can it you two! Live a little! We’ll wrap up here in no time and--” 

Misha’s cheerful voice had been cut off when a loud creak of cheap ply board wood sounded, Jared was the first to step away from the offensive sounding railing and he swore when the jostling of his weight forced the wood to bow and snap, Jensen letting out a sharp curse as he tumbled backward and down, followed in short by the cheap wood iinto the frigid, dark water below. 

“....Jensen!? Shit!” Jared, being ever the hero was quick to follow the man that had played his brother for all of these years, his heavy body impacting with the water loudly and sending waves of the once mirror-like surface to the river’s edge. 

Ten seconds had passed, then twenty, and when thirty had breached the clock, Misha looked at one of the paramedics and shrugged out of his trench coat. “Might’ve hit his head, get ready at the shore, let’s hope this really isn’t a gate to hell.” 

With a quiet curse and a deep breath, Misha held his nose and stepped off of the bridge, the water quickly surrounding him in a frozen grip, squeezing him and yanking him down, he saw nothing in the void of light, only felt pinpricks of ice under his skin as he sank, further and further down until the depths were all but impossible for a river. Colours flashed before his eyes and within moments he felt nothing but the heaviness of his unconscious pulling him under. 

CHAPTER THREE

TAGS: @jamielea81 @wings-of-a-raven

[almaasi]

reaction post typed while watching SPN 14x05 “Nightmare Logic”

oh, what a perfectly soft and emotional Destiel-parallelly piece of Meredith Glynn artwork. so precious, so loved~

03:47pm

things i know about this: meredith glynn wrote it

LET’S WATCH

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03:50

noooo maggie don’t do things like this alooooone

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i like the music as she enters... kinda weird and sparkly and awkward

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03:53

sammy...... you know what you need

someone to do the night shift

if only...... you had.............. someone else........................

*looks pointedly at dean*

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03:55

where does sam get the financial resources for shit like body cams

we never see them running credit card scams any more so........ ???????

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03:57

i love these cable things by the roads

so aesthetic

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03:58

even more spooky pretty music as dean and sam enter the tomb

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03:59

dean and sam lie so effortlessly and so in sync

i always enjoy seeing them do this, ever since dean told a firefighter he needed to go back into his apartment because he has a yorkie who pees when he’s nervous

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04:01

aw man i thought the “colleagues” would be cas and jack

bobby and mary’s cool too

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04:02

bobby’s wearing a cap like michael’s

and mary’s wearing a coat like cas’

..does this mean this story’s gonna be about dean’s war between those two things, like the two worlds he knows

bobby’s parenting vs. mary’s parenting

michael’s need for him as a vessel vs. cas’ love for him as a bestest buddy bro friend

not sure how bobby = micheal / mary = cas but i’m sure there’ll be some kind of explanation later

OR maybe they’re just costumes and they mean nothing

but......is that ever true? trenchcoats are automatically a cas thing now. and that cap is so iconic as michael now???

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04:09

i relate to this lady in the suit who has had Too Much Of Everything

i enjoy seeing people know their limits and expressing them to others rather than continuing past breaking point

sam’s doing great but also....... no

take a page from this lady’s book, sammy

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04:11

mary’s walking with sam

and i just wanna take a minute to appreciate how EASY meredith glynn’s episodes are to watch

her scripts flow so gently and everything makes logical sense

and her characters are coherent

there’s just this nice touch of emotional human realism cloaking all the supernatural weirdness and i so, so appreciate that

like.. for me personally, there’s not a single writer on the current team whose writing comes close to glynn’s

i want her to write more episodes with cas though, i know she’d write him just right

i honestly feel like i’m being hugged by someone as i watch this

so soft around my heart

is good

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04:16

sam: “you [and bobby have] gotten pretty close lately”

mary: “i thought so too”

OH WAIT I GET IT

I GET THE COAT AND THE HAT NOW

IT’S A DESTIEL THING

OH MY FUCKING GOD HOW DID I MISS THAT

IT’S SO BLINDINGLY OBVIOUS HOLY FUCKING FUCKDISAFKDSHGF

even the casual viewers will probably have noticed this one. i know it took me a second but as soon as this discussion happened it clicked

 this is probably the most obvious parallel they’ve ever done i think

i didn’t see it before because i didn’t EXPECT it, you know?? ugh this is so validating

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04:22

now every word mary says, i’m just envisioning how it applies to cas’ perspective too

“he’s been hunting all the time, he won’t take a break even for a second. there’s something on his mind”

yeah, that mICHEAL HAT, quite literally sitting over his head like a dark halo

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04:26

the music in this episode is just so pleasing to my ears

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04:31

things i appreciate:

normal people being all “wtf you hunt monsters” and just being present while dean and sam talk about their shit

sam’s reference to “hunteri heroici” (my all-time fave episode besides “scoobynatural” jdgd that was five years ago what the hell)

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04:35

me: takes screenshot of this very pretty, very anxious lady because i want my hair to do what her hair does

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04:36

oop we just found the dean mirror and now we get to hear someone talk about the things he feels and offer advice that ultimately helps himself

god i love this

AND THE FACT I CAN UNDERSTAND THIS PARALLEL AND WHY IT’S HAPPENING

AGAIN SOLIDIFIES THE DEAN/CAS THING WITH BOBBY/MARY

because what mary said about bobby = what cas thinks about dean = what’s true about dean = this lady being overworked = dean not taking time off from hunting

(although it does seem to specifically apply to sam as well ?)

and sam mentioned earlier about how the dad he knew and the dad mary knew were different people, plus the earlier mentions this season about john’s problematic parenting (i forget when)

yeah that really makes a point of saying john abused his kids, for sure

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lady: “he was gone all the time, working for us, he said”

yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

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lady: “i worshipped him when i was a kid. didn’t know any better”

oh deanie

please take notes

please know it’s okay to be angry at john and not continue to love him in a way that excuses his behaviours, even 14 years after he died

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wait wait wait

dean tells her to let it go, it’s the past, there’s nothing you can do about it now so it’s just baggage

WAIT

THAT MEANS

THAT MEANS HE LET THAT SHIT GO ALREADY???????

WHOA

OKAY COOL. COOL COOL COOL I’M PROUD OF YOU

now go be gay with cas

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“i try. every single day.”

hell yeah dean winchester giving good mental health advice to people and also millions of depressed people with various traumas watching this

ngl this legit just helped me a tiny bit with my issues with my own dad

urhgutguugb meredith glynn you are the good we need in this world

..............suddenly getting real emotional because goddamn i wanna meet her someday ;~; i wanna meet 1. misha and 2. meredith glynn, maaaaybe 3. jensen idk

mEREDITH GLYNN IS MY KINDRED SPIRIT

and DEAN WINCHESTER HELPS ME BE A MORE SELF-ACCEPTING PERSON

yay

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04:49

no but like.......... everyone seemed to enjoy last week’s episode, i only saw people posting good reviews. and i felt bad not not enjoying it, even though all the things people pointed out should’ve been right up my alley, something about the overall thing just fell flat for me

but this one

this one speaks to my heart

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04:53

maggie: “i didn’t mean to get caught--”

sam: “no no no, stop that. you did nothing wrong. okay?”

sam being a better dad to maggie than john ever was to anyone

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04:57

OH NO BOBBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!

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05:01

dean: “you’re giving him transfusions?”

nurse: “keeps up his iron”

suddenly i don’t trust the nurse

trying to take over the property maybe? a la scooby-doo, it’s always about real estate

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05:02

dean: “sasha, could you go....... make me a ....sandwich ?”

DEAN NO

(i type, in pain, as i laugh)

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/rewatches that interaction because it was actually really sweet the way dean mouthed “go” to sasha and she understood

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05:05

i’ve wanted a djinn story for SO LONG

(even wrote one myself - Prince of the Ether Realms)

trust glynn to be the one to re-weave the exact threads of this 14-year saga that also interest me specifically

also kudos for the fact she’s so obviously knowledgeable about the ENTIRE HISTORY of the show, as opposed to certain other writers who seem to contradict previous facts and re-reference things that were used differently before to make an important point, thereby nullifying the first point when used a second time

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05:11

hunter with the shaved head 10/10 style

headcanoning them as non-binary and into girls because of reasons

also there was a slight continuity error, this hunter hugs maggie twice in the two consecutive shots

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05:15

bobby: “it ends the same” [with bobby dead, i guess?]

mary: “no. you are not allowed to give up on me”

seeing this as dean and cas again

yeah i saw someone mention how at the end of last episode, dean suggesting they drive off a cliff and sam being like NOPE kind of reflected the wrongness of the they-all-die-at-the-end for the finale of SPN

and i think this brings it back to that again

i agree that the best ending is the one where they live to fight another day, not go out guns a-blazing

and this is cas telling dean he’s not allowed to give up and die because he wants to live side-by-side for as long as they can

i just really really want cas to say that to dean in a soft emotional scene like this. we don’t really get those unless they’re parallels??? and i wANT MORE DEAN AND CAS TALKING ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS DAMMIT

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05:20

DEAN AND CAS PARALLELS um i mean BOBBY AND MARY GOING OFF TO HANG OUT ALONE IN A CABIN OF LOVE AND HEALING

GDI LET DEAN AND CAS DO THAT TOO

but also awwww i actually kinda like the mary/bobby thing? because at the core, they ARE dean and sam’s parents, really

family don’t end with blood etc

bobby was the dad john never was

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05:23

sam: USE THE BUDDY SYSTEM

this is so satisfying

next up: hula hoops of salt and iron knuckle-dusters

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05:25

i love love love that dean can have a healthy mental approach to this shit, finally

i’m so fucking proud of him you don’t even know

i just......... i really wanna see him not only return to baseline mental goodness, but then overcome that and become greater at his zen thing, and then AT LAST be ready to accept cas’ love for what it is: romantic and everlasting and epic, and not have to interpret it into something else or ignore it to protect himself

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05:28

that light over dean’s shoulder is the angel on his shoulder

but is it michael or cas?

i’m going with cas, given that michael is a dark-hat-halo

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05:30pm

it’s over

that was amaziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing ;u;

bless meredith glynn for existing and bringing us such beautiful stories

BUT WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE GARDENER

WHY WAS HE THERE besides to ~add some colour~??? and i guess a red herring for viewers, so we have someone to suspect?

(idk. i never suspected him, because he was black and meredith glynn is better than that - unless she was trying to trick racist viewers?? (i know there's a lot of them, i saw the super-toxic comment section on instagram when jared, jensen and misha posted a “vote beto” thing the other day. and there was a poll mentioned at comic con once, half the american spn fanbase are republicans??? guess they really love guns and fascism))

i don’t really have anything to add here, i said it all as i went along

that dean/cas parallel....... oh boy

just please please please pleASE can we have Actual Destiel and not just parallels and hints. like. they barely talk???????? HOW IS THIS A SHOW WHERE TWO OF THE MAIN LEADS ARE CONSTANTLY FRAMED TO BE IN LOVE, WE’RE TOLD THEY’RE BEST FRIENDS, BUT WE ALMOST NEVER EVEN SEE THEM TOGETHER ANY MORE

HOW IS THIS HAPPENING

anyway the costuming was just so very UNSUBTLE and obvious and i think a lot of people would’ve caught that parallel even if they weren’t looking for it

music was good, directing was good, sasha’s hair was good, nobody we know actually died, that was good too

10/10

ten thumbs up

yeee

[nerdy-miss-triss]

Unbreakable

Unbreakable

Characters: Jensenxreader, Jared, Misha

Words: 1,342

My first drabble in over ten years! After watching some videos about the boys torturing Alexander, I got bit by the bug and it felt amazing to write something again. I hope at least a few of you enjoy this little spurt of creativity.

Your face remained frozen in your characters shock, the situation around you quickly spiraling out of control as Jared and Jensen revealed the big twist in this episodes storyline. The camera caught every nuance and flicker of expression as your character dealt with the news handed to you, your eyes welling up with tears.

“I – I don't understand,” you stuttered quietly, your voice choked by the lump in your throat. “You think I gave you up to the demon?”

What the cameras weren't catching, however, were your co-stars expressions. Jared licking his lips in exaggerated sensuality. Jensen winking at you. The way they were both unbuttoning their shirts, hips wiggling in sync with each others as they swayed to a beat only they could hear. Day one, scene two and they were already in full initiation mode. The boys were trying to break you.

“That's right, sweetheart,” Jensen replied, his voice Dean deep with an angry tone that completely opposed the sassy smirk on his face.

“You can't honestly...” The pause gives you times to swallow thickly with a shake of your head. You lift your chin, squaring your shoulders against the pain your character was feeling and force strength back into your voice as you look between them. “I gave up everything to be with you guys. To help you. To fix your mess. And this is the thanks I get? Fine. Good luck with your apocalypse, ass holes.”

Turning your back to the camera, you take several angry steps away from the 'brothers' and make your way to the bunker door.

“And CUT! We got it,” the director finally yells just as your hand lands on the knob.

“What the hell was that?” Jared yells in fake indignation, his shirt mostly undone and partially hanging off one shoulder. “We should've had you!”

**

“What do you want?” You refuse to look up from the 'whiskey' in your hand, the bar top you've leaned against the only thing stopping your character from falling over.

“We need your help,” Jared responds off camera, a single one of his fingers tracing it's way up your spine just under the view of the camera.

Misha stands close to your side, the rig positioned perfectly over his shoulder to showcase your hazy, blank stare as you slowly turn your head to meet his eyes. Sort of. His eye lids are inside out, the blue of his irises rolled up until nothing but white is there to greet your gaze. Great, apparently he's in on it too.

“Baby Winchester and his flightless pet need my help? Forgive me if I don't die of shock.”

Your deadpan delivery earns you a pinch on the side that doesn't even make you flinch. A quick blink has Misha's face back in order, the ridiculous expression morphing into one of sinister delight before he pierces you with a mock glare.

“Something has happened to Dean,” he informs you. “The likes of which we have never encountered before. Please, y/c/n, we need to fix this before the demon finds him in this weakened state.”

Glancing down and behind you to the stand in toddler at Jared's side, you see Jensen kneeling behind the dummy with a white bonnet on his head and a bright pink pacifier in his mouth.

“Goo goo gaga.”

Blinking slowly, you glance between your glass and Jensen as if trying to figure out if this was some kind of drunken hallucination. His face is anticipatory, waiting for your reaction and obviously expecting you to bust out laughing. Jared's expression is much the same when you finally meet his gaze.

“I don't do diapers.”

“CUT!”

“Damn it!”

**

Your second week is almost over. There's only one more scene to finish before everyone gets to go home for the weekend and finally relax. The crew has already been warned that it's going to be a late one. The crew, but not the stars.

“Look, I'm sorry, okay?” Jensen raises his voice at you, putting on another one of his great performances as we come to the end of his and Jared's duel coverage. “We caught the witch that sold us out so you're in the clear.”

“That's not the point, Dean,” you shout back from your spot beside the camera, enjoying Jared's puppy dog eyes and Jensen's angry pout. “You thought I betrayed you!”

“But you didn't!”

“And you should've known that!” A mischievous smirk crosses your lips, your hands slowly running up your sides to the top button of your flannel. “We've been hunting together for months!” One button, two buttons are slowly undone without even a hint of change in your tone. “We've been friends for months!” You take extra care to hide any evidence of what's underneath as you reach the final button. “And still you thought I could do something like that? What do you have to say for yourself, huh?” Grabbing both sides of the plaid, you rip it open and bare yourself to your co-stars. Revenge is sweet.

“My ideal weight is Jensen Ackles on top of me.”

They read it simultaneously, adding to the overwhelming effect on the crew behind you as everyone busts out into uncontrollable laughter. You step in front of the camera with a proud smirk, giving everyone a chance to read the shirt you'd ordered online a few days before when you'd finally decided that a little pay back was necessary. Arms wrap around you from behind, grasping firmly onto your shoulders before a heavy weight lands against your back and it's instinct alone that has you grabbing Jensen's thighs to stop you both from toppling over from the surprise piggy-back. You can't help but laugh loudly. God, the man was heavy.

“That is going in the gag reel,” he calls out happily as he drops back to the floor, spinning you around for a rib crushing hug.

“I can't believe that even worked. I totally got you guys,” you giggle.

“Let's finish this take and then I think we owe you a drink,” Jared replies with a high-five. “For not only beating us at our own game, but for being freaking unbreakable!”

**

Five years later and things haven't changed much on set. The shirt still made regular appearances, especially at cons but mostly during lazy days around the house. Jared and Jensen still try to break you with their antics. Misha often joins in, although more often then not he finds his way onto your team to finally exact some revenge of his own that doesn't involve paper air planes. You've relaxed enough on set to enjoy the goofiness of working with the boys who quickly became the best friends you've ever asked for. You were sad to see it end, if only temporarily. Your character was going the way of so many characters before you and being killed off, only to rise again next season. But it was something you'd talked about with the writers and they understood why it had to happen.

When cut is called on your final scene, everyone gathers together around you in one giant tangle of limbs for a group hug. Your eyes are watering, the reality of being away from your little family catching up with you despite knowing you'll be back next year. Jensen and Jared walk you to your trailer to help you gather your things before leading you to where Cliff was waiting to take you to the air port. As he usually does, Jared wraps his arms around your back and stands to full height, allowing your legs to dangle in the air as he swings you around. Once you're back on the ground Jensen rests a single arm around your shoulders.

“You sure this is what you wanted?” He asks softly, his bright green eyes watching you with concern.

“Yeah, it's for the best,” you tell him, leaning your head against his chest. “Especially since the warning label failed to mention that having Jensen Ackles on top of you may cause pregnancy.”

[queen-of-deans-booty]

High School Reunion

Characters: Jensen x Reader, Cammie (OFC)

Word Count: 1,657

Warnings: Pregnant!Reader, fluffy Jensen feels, sad feelings about Jensen not being with you but this is a fluffy fic

Request: Do you think you an do a writing where it’s the readers high school reunion and she pregnant and Jensen has to film but than he surprises her?

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“I love you so much.” You said into the phone with a smile. You were happy for your husband, Jensen that he was working again, getting to be with his coworkers and second family but you really wish he was with you here now. 

“I love you more. I promise to call tonight after we’re done filming. This time, you have to put me on speakerphone so James can hear my voice, okay?” Jensen said, wishing he was there with you. You put a hand on your very large belly, feeling your son kick for the hundredth time that day. 

“Of course. I just wish you were here with me right now. It would make this reunion a lot more fun. I kind of told everyone you were going to be there. There are a few Supernatural fans going to be there. Oh well, guess I have to break their hearts.” You said, sighing into the phone. 

“I know, baby, I’m sorry. You know I would be there but we need to start filming for Season 13. Hey, look, they’re calling me on set now. I gotta go. I love you, sweetheart.” Jensen said, purity in his voice. 

“I love you more.” 

“I love you most.” You both said your goodbyes and you hung up, sighing. You already missed his voice and you hoped this day would go by fast so you didn’t have to worry about anything else. At least you would have your ice cream to cry into later on. 

Being pregnant sucked but you loved every moment of it. James was your first kid and you hoped that you would have more with Jensen. You stared at the ring on your finger and smiled, remembering the day you said ‘I do’ to the most wonderful man you’ve ever known. Shaking those feelings aside, you got out of your car and headed to the gymnasium where the rest of your classmates were. You were going to have a kick ass reunion and you wouldn’t let Jensen not being there stop this from being a good night. 

You walked over to the booth they had in front where you could sign a card or sign a poster. You picked up a pen and signed your name, smiling when you wrote ‘Ackles’ on the paper. 

“Ackles, huh? Like Jensen Ackles from Supernatural?” The woman who ran the booth said with a smile. 

“The one and only.” You said with a smile before going inside where music played. There was drinks and food on one side along with the tables and such, leaving room for the dance floor where a few couples were dancing to the music being played. 

When you entered, you smiled at your high school friends before walking over to them. 

“Y/N! Look at you!!! You’re so big!” Your best friend Cammie said, getting up to hug you. 

“Thank you, I’m so excited! My due date is in a month and a half!” You said, grinning when she put her hand on your belly. You hugged the other girls you hung out with and showed off your belly and ring, talking about how excited you were. 

Then the questions came. 

“Where is Jensen?” 

“I thought Jensen was coming.” 

“When will Jensen be here?” You sighed sadly, hoping to get your mind off this but you pushed through the sadness with a smile. 

“He’s filming Supernatural so it’s just me this year. I know, I wish he were here with me but next time, right? I promise, you’ll all get to meet him when he does come down here.” You said with a smile. They understood how sad you were and decided to drop it, talking about what they have been doing in their lives. 

You met Jensen when he was just starting on Supernatural. You weren’t a fan yet or even on the show. You met him in a coffee shop while he was running to get some for his coworkers. You had just gotten out of class that day since you wanted to take a few college classes for fun when you ran into him. 

It was love at first sight, as they say and you couldn’t get your mind off him. You came back to the coffee shop the next day, hoping he would be there. Fate had a funny way of bringing people together and you knew that you needed to get to know him. 

From that day forward, after numbers were exchanged, you talked every single day, him not missing out on the chance to get to know you because of filming. You were staying at a house your parents rented in Vancouver at the time and when you had to leave to go home in Austin, Texas, you were sad. 

However, Fate played the love cards again and it seemed you were in the same neighborhood as Jensen lived. On breaks, he would hang out with you and during filming, he would sometimes fly you out to him so he could see you in person. 

You had your first kiss in the Impala he owned in the show. Life with Jensen was perfect and you dated him for three years before you said yes to him. By then, you and Misha and Jared were very close. You were glad Jared’s wife lived close to you so you weren’t totally alone. 

You thought you would have Jensen along with you at this reunion of yours since his filming was pushed back because of some difficulties but they called him in early, having Jared leave his wife and kids too. It was hard since you were so close to giving birth. You knew he would request the days off to be there for you but you wished he were with you now. 

You ate a lot of food with your girls, getting up to dance as best as you could since you got tired of things easily. You were sitting down, drinking some water when a slow song came on. You got up, ready to dance but then remembered Jensen wasn’t here with you. 

You watched as couples went to the dance floor, pulling each other close and dancing to the music. You stared at them, getting tears in your eyes. Normally, you wouldn’t cry at something like this but your hormones were off the charts lately. Just seeing all these couples being together made you wish you stayed at home. 

Cammie saw you and whispered something to her husband before walking over to you. 

“Aw, babe, it’s okay. You know he would be here if he could.” She said, sitting next to you. 

“I know and I’m usually not like this. It’s just, I miss him so much and even though I saw him last night, I know he won’t be back for at least 6 more months long enough to take care of his son. I mean, hopefully he’ll make it to the birth but with his schedule, you never know.” You said with a sigh, letting a single tear fall. 

“Hey, why don’t you go home. You can watch your favorite movies and I’ll be over as soon as I can.” She offered. You smiled and looked at her husband who was getting some punch. 

“No, you stay here, have fun with Bradley. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?” You said, getting up and giving her a quick hug. You sniffled and sighed, walking to the door. Right before you got to the door, you heard the song Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd play. You remembered the first night Jensen ang that at the con you two were attending. 

You were about to leave the gymnasium when you heard his voice. 

Mama told me when I was young "Come sit beside me, my only son And listen closely to what I say And if you do this it'll help you some sunny day"

You swiftly turned around and saw your husband, Jensen Ackles, on stage, singing this song to you. The spotlight was on him and he didn’t have a microphone on him but one that hooks up to you so the artist can move around while singing. 

You got tears but he continued singing. 

"Oh, take your time, don't live too fast Troubles will come and they will pass You'll find a woman and you'll find love And don't forget, son, there is someone up above"

He walked off the stage and to you where you were frozen in your spot. He held out his hand to you and you took it, smiling through the tears. He walked to the center of the dance floor and pulled you close, as close as you could get with your big stomach. 

"And be a simple kind of man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold All that you need is in your soul And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

He slow danced with you and you smiled, putting your head on his chest. You held his hands, lacing your fingers with his as one of his hands were on your waist, slowly swaying you. 

"And be a simple kind of man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

He continued to sing the song as it played, slowly dancing with you. At the end, when he was all done, he pulled the microphone away and kissed you passionately, letting you know he wasn’t going anywhere for the night. 

You had such an amazing man to love you and you hoped that one day, you could pay him  back for making you unbelievably happy.

The Queens:

@maddieburcham1 @ginamsmith @mogaruke @whit85-blog @inlovewithbja @spn67-sister @kdfrqqg @jarpadandjensenaremyheroes @roxyspearing @supercalifragilistic26 @mishamigose @cobrakai1967 @essie1876 @wishedworld @crispychrissy @laqueus-ludovicus  @nostalgic-uncertainty @jerk-bitch-and-an-angel @potterhead1265 @starswirlblitz @untitled39887 @ta-n-ja @deans-fallen-angel-boy @scarletluvscas @notnaturalanahi @tahbehonest @stay-in--place @dreaminofdean @posiemax @donnaintx @mikey1822 @alexandriajanae4 @li-ssu @just-another-winchester @obsessivecompulsivespn @emoryhemsworth @newtospnfandom @mizzezm @goldenolaf25

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[natasha-cole]

That’s What Friends Are For Chapter 1: Anything You Need

Guys, I did it again… I started another Rob series and I’m not apologizing for it. The basic idea came from @girl-next-door-writes and I just took it and decided to run with it.

It’s the usual; fluff, smut, and oh so much angst. It’s a slight AU in that I always write Rob as single, but for this story, I created an OFC that breaks Rob’s heart. I’m feeling pretty good about it since I’ve already written a few chapters before deciding to go through with it (which I never do when I write a series). So far, so good.

Series Summary: Over the span of a few years, Reader has found a job she loves and a group of friends that have become her family. She is especially protective over Rob, the man who has become one of her best friends, and the one person that she would do just about anything for. You can imagine her devastation when the woman that Rob is supposed to marry breaks his heart, ultimately sending him through a whirlwind of emotions and bad choices. Reader is only trying to be there for her friend, and she seems to be the only thing consoling him lately. In the meantime, everyone else is looking at their friendship from completely different angles; and maybe, they’re reading the situation all wrong.

Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader

Chapter Summary: Reader is happy to be around her friends again, but she can’t help but feel like something is off with her best friend, Rob.

Word Count: 2651

Warnings: angst, mention of cheating

Another weekend, another con. Truthfully, you were excited to be back to work on the circuit. It had been a long time since you were able to be in attendance since you were working so much on Supernatural. It was nice to be around Jared, Jensen, and Misha all the time; but you had also formed strong bonds with everyone else who was a part of the show, and you hadn’t even shared scenes together.

Your best friend, Rob, was the one you missed most. The two of you were quite the pair. You shared many of the same interests, had similar senses of humor, and were both equally awkward. When you were nervous at your first convention, it was him who made you feel more relaxed and at home. It had been three years since your first con. Now, it was all very natural to you. You were at ease on stage and even more at ease when you were able to sing with Rob onstage during the concerts.

It was one of the most profound similarities between the two of you; your love of music. You both played guitar and wrote songs, and you could sit for hours discussing your favorite bands in great detail.

Even more than all of that, the two of you were always there for each other. You were each other’s biggest fans, and you constantly encouraged each other. He was there for you when you played your first solo show, opening for Louden Swain at a small venue in L.A., and you had been there for him when he decided it was time to propose to his long-time girlfriend, Julia.

He was always a nervous wreck, but even moreso when it came to popping the question. He had been a mess for days leading up to that moment, and you had done all you could to talk him through it. He was your best friend, and you wanted to see him happy and settled down, and Julia was worth it. The two of them just made sense, and you only hoped Rob wouldn’t screw this up with her.

In the end, it all went well. He had followed your advice, asked her to marry him, and she accepted. For the past few months, the two of them planned their wedding and Rob seemed more in love than ever.

You hadn’t seen him in a few weeks, and you were anxious to meet up so that you could get the scoop on how the wedding plans were coming along. The last time you had talked to Julia, she had excitedly talked about the venue and her dress. She was just as excited as Rob was to finally be married, God knows the man needed the stability in his life. You were so happy for him, and you wanted to remain involved in the happiest day of his life.

You arrived to your room at the hotel, setting down your suitcase and flopping down on the bed to relax for a bit. You had been in the middle of texting Rich, who was planning a time for everyone to get together for dinner. You had shot Rob a text when you landed, but he had left you on read, so you ignored him, figuring that he was busy with something.

After a long exchange, Rich finally gave you a place and time to meet up; so you quickly got ready, realizing that dinner was happening sooner than you expected.

When you got to the restaurant, you greeted everyone with hugs. It had been far too long since you got to hang out with them. When you spotted Rob, you moved in quickly to hug him. He held onto you for longer than usual, not saying much and you immediately knew something was up. You decided to not bring up how off he seemed, and you sat next to him as you all immediately fell into your usual conversations and jokes.

Throughout dinner, you realized that Rob was a lot quieter than usual. He kept to himself, not even cracking a smile the entire time.

“Are you okay?” You mouthed to him as you placed your hand on his arm. You had finally decided to check on him, trying not to draw attention to the fact that you knew something was wrong.

“I’m fine,” he mouthed back. He put a hand over yours, offering you a forced smile. “I’m glad you’re here,” he said softly.

“Me too,” you replied, “I missed you guys.”

You returned your focus back to the conversation, still not feeling positive that he was okay. You figured it was best not to push the issue right now though. You were sure he’d confide in you when he was ready.

After dinner, the group headed out for drinks. It was a usual night out before the con weekend, and you were feeling more at home than ever. You had been in a state of withdrawal for weeks, missing your friends and nights like this. Now, you were able to kick back with a beer as you eased back into conversation with them.

“How has work been going?” Rich asked, referring to the show.

“Really great,” you replied, “we shot some pretty intense stuff this week, and I’m excited with where the story is going. It’s gonna be a great season.”

“I wish they’d bring me back,” Rich frowned, “I mean, come on, alternate universes? It’s got to happen, right?”

“I could only hope so,” you chuckled, “it also leaves the door wide open for Chuck.” You elbowed Rob lightly, smiling at him. He had been sitting there, strangely quiet the entire time and you had suddenly stirred him from whatever thoughts he was having.

“Oh, yeah,” he mumbled, “that would be awesome.”

“Another round guys?” Matt asked, pointing at everyone at the table.

“Always,” Rich said, “I’ll help.”

The two left to get more drinks and you noticed everyone else was otherwise engaged in their own conversations, leaving you and Rob basically alone.

“Hey,” you began, eager to get to what was bothering him, “are you sure you’re okay?”

“What? Yeah, I’m fine Y/N. Really, I’m just… off today.”

“I can tell, you haven’t said two words to me and I’m waiting to hear about how the wedding stuff is going. I’m so excited for you.”

Rob gave you a weak smile then. Clearing his throat uncomfortably, he tried to talk, “About that- I don’t think-”

“Beer!” Matt shouted, cutting Rob off. He placed a handful of drinks on the table, Rich doing the same.

You eyed Rob, knowing now that something really was bothering him. It wasn’t just an off day. He didn’t finish his thought though, obviously uncomfortable now that the others were back. He took a long drink of his beer and didn’t say another word.

You decided to drop it again, understanding that he wanted to talk, but not to anyone else.

For the rest of the night, you continued to catch up with your friends; laughing and drinking, still very aware of Rob’s behavior.

When it was time to call it a night, you and Rob decided to walk back to the rooms together, leaving everyone else to keep drinking. You walked to the hotel in silence, waiting for him to bring it up this time. By the time you got off the elevator and began to walk down the hallway, he still hadn’t said a word. You decided to try again, now feeling really worried about him.

“What’s going on, Rob?”

He cleared his throat again, looking really upset now that you had brought it up again.

“Something’s wrong,” you continued, “I know you better than anyone, and I can tell something is wrong.”

“The wedding isn’t happening,” he choked out finally. You had stopped in front of his room and you felt your heart sink as he said it.

“What? Why?”

“I called off the engagement. Julia and I are over.”

“Oh Jesus,” you whispered, feeling yourself get choked up. “What happened?”

“It’s been a rough week,” he muttered. He averted his gaze from you, staring down at the floor now and you noticed tears falling down his cheek.

“Oh, please don’t cry,” you reached up to wipe his tears away.

“I went home early from the studio on Tuesday,” he began, “I walked in on her with someone else.”

You didn’t know what to say, all you could do was gasp in surprise at the idea that she could have cheated on Robbie of all people.

“I had a feeling it was going on,” he continued, “I just knew. I just didn’t think I’d catch her.”

“This has been going on?” You asked, still shocked. You had just talked to her last weekend and she seemed so excited about her and Rob’s wedding. Right now, you were fuming. Angry for what she had done, hurting for what Rob was going through.

“Yeah, it has. She was going to marry me anyway. She said she didn’t want me to find out, and that it was going to end when we got married.”

“Oh god.”

“Can you believe that?” He asked, crying harder now. “She cheated on me, and she was going to let me marry her.”

“You ended it?”

“I’m so stupid!” He shouted. “I knew it was going on… for so long, and I ignored it. I had to end it when I caught them. Did I make a mistake? Am I giving up on the only one who could ever love me?”

You did the only thing you could think of; you wrapped your arms around him, holding him as he let himself cry on your shoulder. You had never seen Rob like this and you were in pain over seeing him this way. You really thought the two of them were so perfect together, everyone did. You had all grown to love her just as much as you loved each other. She always seemed so smitten with Rob, and for once, you believed he had found what he needed in his life. He was supposed to have his happily ever after. Now, she had ruined that. She had done the unforgivable. You also realized how strong Rob really was, even if he was sobbing into your shoulder right now. He had ended things, which you honestly couldn’t believe. He loved her so much, he went on and on about how wonderful she was. You were impressed that he was able to let her go after what she had done though, because sometimes, you didn’t think Robbie had it in him to let go of someone he loved even if they did something terrible. In fact, he had stayed by your side through a lot of things that you shouldn’t have done.

It was his weakness really. He cared too much and he let people get away with too much. Right now, you were proud of him.

“You are not stupid,” you said firmly, rubbing circles along his back. “I’m so glad you ended it. Cheaters never stop cheating Robbie. If you had stayed and married her, you’d be so miserable.”

“I love her,” he mumbled, “so much, even after what she did. It hurts so fucking much.”

You squeezed him tighter, feeling tears fall down your face now. This wasn’t fair. How could anyone hurt this man?

“I’m so sorry,” you replied, not knowing if you could even say anything to comfort him. This was beyond your skills as a friend. You honestly didn’t know how to handle it.

He pulled back from you slowly, trying to gain his composure. You were really worried. You had known Rob for years and spent so much time with him, but you had never seen him like this. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, breathing heavily.

“I’m just- so tired,” he said with a fake laugh. “This is a lot to deal with, and I’m humiliated and hurt. I’ve been keeping it in for a while, but it felt good to talk to someone finally.”

“You told Rich, right?” You asked, knowing they were even closer friends. It would make sense that he talked to Rich first.

Rob shook his head, “You’re the only one who knows. I think telling Rich is going to be hard.”

You recalled how it had been Rich and his wife who had set Rob and Julia up in the first place. They were all friends, and Rob seemed so uncomfortable over the idea of telling his best friend that the girl he set Rob up with had just destroyed his heart.

“Robbie,” you said softly, “I’m so sorry, you don’t deserve this. You’re too good for this. I don’t know what I can do for you. I’m at such a loss… she had me fooled.”

“She had a lot of us fooled,” he chuckled.

“Go to bed, try to sleep,” you said, “maybe you’ll feel a little better in the morning.”

“You’re right,” he fumbled for his key card in his pocket for a moment before finally retrieving it. You watched him unlock his door, hands shaking more than usual. Once he had his door open, he stood there in the doorway, giving you another forced smile.

You instinctively moved in to hug him again and you felt him let out a deep sigh against your ear, holding you tighter than he ever had before.

“Good night sweetie,” you said as you pulled back. You took his hand in yours, giving it a firm squeeze. “If you need to talk more, you know you can call me or find me at anytime.”

“I know,” he said. You gave him a smile and went to move away from him, but he kept a firm grasp on your hand. You stopped, looking down at your hands, wondering why he wouldn’t let go.

“Stay with me,” he said, voice cracking again. You knew he wasn’t done crying, and he was a mess. You were sure the alcohol wasn’t helping the situation tonight.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

“Why not? You’re my best friend. I just- I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

You considered what he was asking. Surely, there had been a few nights when one of you crashed in the other’s room, usually after a night of drinking. Nothing ever happened, because that wasn’t what your relationship was. You had often cuddled together in bed, watching movies and talking. It was nice to have a friendship like that with someone who didn’t push for something more. You were very comfortable with him, and he was comfortable with you.

All of that had ended when he started dating Julia though. It was no longer appropriate and you both understood boundaries and respected the other enough to know that you couldn’t behave like that when one of you was dating someone. It had been a long time since you had stayed the night with him. Right now, he needed someone to be there. You were grateful that he trusted you enough to know that you were that person.

“Okay,” you replied. “Anything you need, Robbie.” He let go of your hand and you followed him in, hoping that you could comfort him enough for him to be able to get some rest tonight.

“Thank you Y/N,” he said, giving you a smile despite the fact that he was obviously devastated. Seeing him like this hurt, and you hated that he had to go through it. In the end, you would do anything for him, and you usually did if he asked. You figured that one night sleeping in the same room with him was nothing as long as it meant he wouldn’t have to feel so alone.

“Of course. That’s what friends are for.”

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Latest story from https://movietvtechgeeks.com/supernatural-actors-find-time-worthy-charities/

'Supernatural' actors find time for worthy charities

The SPN fandom is known far and wide for its generosity and dedication to the charities that our cast supports. After so much drama, negativity and “wank” in the fandom lately, I figured it was time to focus on the positive – specifically, the cast’s charitable efforts. Stronger Than Storms They don’t call us the #SPNfamily for nothing. On Aug. 25, 2017, hurricane Harvey made landfall in the Houston area of Texas. Many Supernatural fans will know that both Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles, two of the stars of Supernatural, make Houston their home in the off-season, and when they aren’t filming. Two days later, Aug. 27, The Family Business – Jensen’s brewery in Austin – started a Crowdrise campaign to raise money for the hurricane Harvey relief effort. The #SPNfamily showed up in force. Later that day, the donations were up to $50,000 – which was then matched by a $50,000 direct donation to Random Acts, Misha Collins’s charity. One day later, the amount was over $100,000; as of the end of August, the amount is at $394,364 – in 10 DAYS. Not only that, the CW – the network that carries Supernatural – is also supporting the cause. A representative from Random Acts says: “We're thrilled and honored that the Family Business Beer Company, along with Jensen and Danneel Ackles, have chosen to include us in this fundraiser. The best thing people can do for those affected by Harvey is to open their hearts and give or volunteer — and so far, people seem to be eager to do just that. In the coming days, as the situation worsens, we hope everyone will keep those things in mind.” Random Acts/GISHWHES/IMAlive/YANA Misha Collins. This man must have “charitable” as his middle name. Random Acts spent over $500,000 in 2016; GISHWHES has raised over $400,000 for charities, completed over 400,000 random acts of kindness worldwide, and: In addition, Jensen Ackles and Misha created the You Are Not Alone Campaign in 2016, to help raise money for IMAlive – a crisis support network fully staffed by volunteers. IMAlive volunteers support con-goers during photo ops and autographs at Creation Entertainment conventions – it can be overwhelming meeting someone you admire and look up to, someone who has made a big impact on your life (I took advantage of speaking with an IMAlive volunteer at the New Orleans convention – being able to talk about why I was there for a Jared autograph helped – a lot). More recently, Misha created the #IWishForThis campaign, which is raising money for Random Acts and Lydia’s Place – “The mission of Lydia Place is to disrupt the cycle of homelessness and promote sustained independence for current and future generations.” According to the Stands website, where the campaign is hosted, 100 percent of the profit goes to a partnership between Random Acts and Lydia’s Place. Here’s what Misha had to say about his charities: “The single biggest strength of the SPNFamily is its passion— its ability to come together to support a cause. Random Acts and YANA were both born as a response to that passion. As actors, it's rare to have an such a supportive fan base and Jared, Jensen, & I feel so fortunate to be able to act as the conduit that directs their energy toward making a positive impact in the world. Whether it's building a school in Nicaragua and an orphanage in Haiti, or assisting other Supernatural fans with mental health support, I'm constantly astonished and humbled by the way the fans always rise to the challenge and can't wait to see what we can accomplish next.” The main cast aren’t the only charitable ones in the SPN family. Rob Benedict, whose charity of choice is The National Stroke Association, says: “As a stroke survivor, I want to do everything I can to raise awareness about strokes and to see the signs when a loved one is having a stroke.  The National Stroke Association is a great organization that is doing just that.” Mark Sheppard, who until recently played Crowley on Supernatural, has chosen Camp Conrad Chinnok as his charity. According to their website: “Camp Conrad Chinnock offers recreational, social, and educational opportunities for youth and families with diabetes. Campers are taught diabetes self-management skills in a fun, interactive, and safe environment. A primary focus of Diabetes Camping and Educational Services is providing residential camping experiences for youth with Type 1, insulin-dependent diabetes and their families at Camp Conrad Chinnock. Whether attending a youth or family camp, a comprehensive educational program provides training in formal and casual settings to teach children how to manage their medication, eat properly, and integrate physical activity into their lifestyle.” Carrie Genzel, who was on both Bugs and Just My Imagination (a favourite episode of mine, as it was directed by Richard Speight Jr.), has her own charity campaign as well: “I had only a small idea of how incredible the SUPERNATURAL Fandom was from doing ‘Bugs’ in the first season, but seeing as social media wasn't as it is today, I had no idea of the overwhelming sense of love that the fandom has and shows those of us lucky enough to have been on the show. When ‘Just My Imagination’ aired there was a sudden tsunami of appreciation and excitement for the episode and the scenes I was apart of. “It was then I understood what makes the SUPERNATURAL Fandom so special, and unlike any other I've seen. That love, that inclusiveness, and support is right along the lines of how I live my life, of what I believe in, and when I launched my blog stateofslay.com I got immediate support from many of the SPN Family. My beliefs are that we don't leave anyone behind, we stand as one, as a community, and knowing that at any given time, every one of us will need some help, or encouragement, the idea of STATE OF SLAY is that together we are stronger and can accomplish anything. “Soon after launching the blog, an incredible woman from the fandom, Willeke Vis, came to me about designing a T-Shirt campaign; we decided to have all proceeds to go BWSS, Battered Women's Support Services, an organization that was close to our hearts -- and an incredible way to give back and send out that sense of community to women who are making a fresh start. We got ‘375cArrow’ aka Carrie, to help us make our design come to life. The idea behind it is that it looks like a superhero emblem, because we are all the superheroes of our own lives, it says SLAY POWERED, as a reminder to use the power within to SLAY our days. The Slay Powered merchandise can be purchased in the SLAY STORE at www.stateofslay.com, with all proceeds going to BWSS. “I am constantly in awe how of the SUPERNATURAL Fandom gives back, from the cast members to those who just feel inspired to contribute and make someone's day brighter. They all inspire me every day. SLAY on.” The Lucifer we all know and love, Mark Pellegrino, is just wrapping up his #onlylove campaign – the T-shirts, available through Represent, support Stomp Out Bullying. Sales just ended on  Dec. 4, 2017, and wound up selling over two-thousand hoodies. Mark says: “I love kids, so my main charity is St. Jude’s. Ending childhood cancer and the suffering it causes would be a dream come true.” The Supernatural fandom is truly a family – we have done so much good in this world, all stemming from a little TV show. Let’s keep it up! Editor's Note: Sadly, there has been that very small minority that has tried to discount the amazing and noteworthy work that the Supernatural actors have done which is sad and just downright disgusting, but all of these charitable causes have been verified and are legitimate endeavors. We have linked to each of them for those interested in learning more about them. Check Out Our Holiday Gift Guides: [abcf-grid-gallery-custom-links id="50643"]

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The Charade; Part One

Summary: Two journalists strike a bargain with Misha Collins and Jensen Ackles to get the article they need, and end up getting more than they bargained for.  Pairings: Misha x OFC, Jensen x OFC Word Count: 1479 Warnings: Language. A/N: Ash’s and my new collab! @d-s-winchester​ 

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Boden Emerson rushed onto the elevator just behind her co-worker and friend, Adeline Brooks. She switched her bag to the other shoulder, and let out a deep breath.

“Cutting it a little close, Bo,” Adeline teased.

“Shut it,” Boden smiled. “I woke up late.”

Adeline shrugged as the elevator reached the floor for Exclusive. “Just as well. I didn't feel like getting extra dressed up for this meeting with Kelly.”

“It didn't even cross my mind,” Bo snorted.

The two women made way for their neighboring cubicles, unloading their bags and whatnot. They took the time to catch up on emails before it was time to head to their editor’s office.

Kelly Clarke, editor of Exclusive, looked like she would be the editor of a big time magazine. Think Meryl Streep in The Devil Wears Prada but just slightly less intimidating. So it was no surprise to Bo and Addy that she didn’t smile at them in greeting when they walked into her office.

“Have a seat,” she said, peering over her computer monitor at the two women in front of her. “Girls, I'm concerned. Your articles are still getting great reviews, but they're not the reason people read Exclusive anymore. A plateau in work is not something I like to see among my writers.”

Addy and Bo exchanged a glance, not sure what was coming next. They knew, however, that it was best not speak until they were prompted, and Kelly had said all she needed to say.

“Supernatural is coming up on it’s tenth season -- that's where the entertainment buzz is at. I want you to get in there, be on set, get me something good. Something I can put on the front cover of the magazine.”

Bo ventured to ask a question. “You want to know what a day on set is like?”

“I want the nitty-gritty,” Kelly corrected. “I want to know what's happening in their personal lives, the sacrifices they make for these shows and the conventions they attend. I want to know the things they don't tell anyone else -- that is Exclusive, after all.”

“With all due respect, Kelly, they film on a closed set. We have tried multiple times before to get on for interviews and stuff, and it's always a hard no.”

“I suppose that is your challenge, not mine,” Kelly responded matter-of-factly. “Don't let me down, girls.”

The two younger women took that as their cue to leave. Just outside of Kelly’s office, they exchanged a worried glance; this was going to be no easy feat.

“You want to try e-mailing the PR people for the thousandth time or should I?” Adeline asked as she sat down at her desk.

Boden sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, leaning against the entrance to Adeline’s cubicle. “I’ll give it a shot. They’re just going to say no. I honestly don’t know what Kelly expects us to do. We’ve been trying to get on that set for years.”

“Maybe if we try a different approach?” Addy suggested, “We could always contact the actors’ managers directly and try to set up an interview. That worked for us with The Walking Dead.”

“Yeah, but Reedus and Lincoln’s PR people weren’t such pains in the ass,” Bo pointed out, “but I guess it’s worth a shot. You try Padalecki’s manager and I’ll reach out to Ackles’s.”

Adeline nodded and Boden went back to her cubicle. Adeline was able to find out the contact information for Jared Padalecki’s manager easily and within minutes had the e-mail drafted and sent. Just for good measure she sent a similar e-mail to Misha Collins’s manager as well, hoping that three separate e-mails to each of the stars’ teams would work out in their favor. All that was left to do was wait for a response.

In an attempt to distract themselves from impatiently checking their e-mails for responses Adeline and Boden went about their daily routines and finished up the current articles they were working on. Finishing them well before their deadline, something they were both good at, gave them the afternoon free to figure out alternate solutions to their Supernatural problem if the management teams gave them negative responses like they were anticipating.

“Padalecki’s people got back to me,” Addy said, checking her phone as the pair walked down the street to grab some lunch, “hard no from them. Still waiting to hear from Collins. Anything on Ackles?”

“Nothing yet, but I think we already know the answers we’re going to get,” Bo replied, “I’m starting to feel like sending out these e-mails was pointless.”

“Yeah,” Addy sighed, “me too.”

By the time they had finished their lunch and got back to their respective cubicles both Jensen Ackles and Misha Collins’ management teams had given them answers. Just like the e-mail from Jared’s team the managers had declined their requests. It was starting to feel like the women would need some sort of miracle to get onto that set and get Kelly what she wanted. They may have been two of her best journalists but that didn’t mean she would have any qualms about firing them if they didn’t at least get her something.

“We should just move to Vancouver,” Bo sighed. “At least then we would have the benefit of being closer to the studio lot.”

Adeline’s brow lifted. “I mean, it's not the worst idea you've ever had.”

“I wasn't being serious, Addy. We have work here to do, too. We can't just up and move to another country.”

“Says who? We can do all of our other work from any location. We can come back here if necessary, to check in. We have to do something.”

Boden thought it over and realized there were no strings holding them down. “Should we talk to Kelly first?”

“I think our best bet is to just tell her we’re going,” Adeline replied, “because then she knows we have a plan.”

“Good call!”

When five o’clock rolled around the next day the girls had told Kelly they were going and everything else was in the works. They had managed to secure a two bedroom apartment and the only thing left for them to do was pack up their belongings and make the trip.

Misha Collins had just finished packing the last of his ex-girlfriend’s things into boxes and was preparing to move them out to the hallway for her to pick them up later that night when his cellphone rang. Hoping it wasn’t Charlotte, he sighed and grabbed himself a beer from the fridge before grabbing his phone from the counter to answer it. Once glance at the screen told him it was his friend and co-star, Jensen Ackles, calling and he answered.

“Hey, Jay, what’s up?”

“Lindsey just left.”

Misha stopped in his tracks. “Like went out for a bite to eat or she’s gone?”

“As in Charlotte called her earlier today, told her how great it was to be -- and I quote -- ‘liberated’ from the entire Supernatural fandom and family, and Lindsey took that and ran with it. I know she’s been having trouble for a while, coping and all that, but I never thought she’d actually leave.”

“Hey, I'm sorry, man. Can't help but feel like maybe I'm to blame for this.”

“Not at all,” Jensen assured. “Their loss right?”

“Yeah, right.” Neither man sounded entirely convinced. “Why don't you come by for some beers? I'm moving all of Charlotte’s shit to the hall then I'm down to forget everything.”

“Sounds good to me. Lindsey took all her crap already, so I'll head out in a few.”

Jensen told Misha he’d see him soon and disconnected the call. While he waited for his friend to arrive Misha went through the apartment, room by room, to make sure he hadn't missed any of Charlotte’s things. By the time he'd collected the few things he'd missed and put them in another box, Jensen was knocking on his door.

They settled in with a couple of beers and talked for a while about where they'd gone wrong. Charlotte had found another man to hold her attention, and Lindsey just couldn't take being in the spotlight all the time -- it was too much chaos for her. Both men felt that it all boiled down to something wrong with them; they just weren't enough.

Jensen groaned after a few beers as a new realization hit him. “My lease is up in a couple weeks. Guess I know now why Lindsey didn't want to renew or look for a new place.”

“Just move in here,” Misha suggested. “I've got two rooms anyway, and I'm gonna guess our single asses will be hanging out together a lot more anyway for a while. Might as well save some money and split the rent.”

“Can't complain about saving money,” Jensen shrugged. “Count me in.”