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littleoceanfairy · 3 years ago

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Life of Ice

Bodhi x reader (non binary)

Fandom: Point Break (2015)

Words: 1.743

*Trigger warning* implied death, emotionally-cuddly Bodhi

The chopper had dropped you off on the mountain peak. Fixing your board and putting on your gloves you quietly listen to the rest of the group contemplating on how to best approach this challenge. Grommet warned you multiple times that the weather's gonna turn bad quickly so the decision needs to be made quickly. While Utah and Bodhi are all in for this mountain, Roach, Chowder and you are unsure of the possibility of getting down safely. "What about that one over there? Definitely first descent.", Roach points towards another peak close by and everyone looks towards where he's pointing. Utah just shook his head and states that the other line is indeed also radical enough, but not beautiful. "This one is not beautiful - it's death!", you shake your head and think about going back with Grommet who isn't riding down but rather taking the helicopter to the meeting point. "Maybe. But it's also perfect!", with that sentence Utah pulls down his goggles and jumps over the small edge - opening the descent of "Life of Ice"

Taking a last look at everyone you also put on your goggles and with a nod you begin the descent into a similar line as Utah. Followed by the rest of the men you concentrate on rocks and other hurdles in your line and come to an abrupt halt on a cliff edge next to the blonde man who's already smiling from ear to ear. Gasping for air you all look around for a way further down but no one seems to be able to spot one. "That's it, we're done. We're cliffed out." Chowder pants out and Roach reaches for the walkie talkie on the side of his backpack, "Grommet, send the chopper. It's over.".

As you want to take off your gloves Utah mumbles something beneath his breath and scoots forward and into a small crevice between the cliffs. "This guy is seriously broke!", Roach looks over the edge and then back at the rest of the group. "Kinda great, isn't it?", Bodhi exclaims and an exited smile spreads across his face. "We're never going to finish what we started if we die on this mountain.", you look at the leader of your group in disapproval. "We have to do this.", he replies and takes off after Utah. Chowder sighs and puts his goggles back on "I don't think this is a good idea.", is the last thing he says before also disappearing into the crevice. Roach takes another deep breath and with a short nod towards you, you follow after the others.

Concentrating on following the lines you suddenly see one line leading away from the rest of the other riders and slow down immediately. With a single glance you can make out another cliff that leads towards nowhere and the tracks disappearing into a cloud of powder. One of your group had fallen - no other explanation would make sense. As soon as you reach the rest of the group you rip off your goggles and gloves to take your board off. "We gotta find him", Utah yeels and frantically tries to run past Bodhi. "He's dead. You can't help him", the black haired man blocks his path and pushes him backwards. "Are you crazy. That was my line.", the blonde catches his balance and angrily stares at the rest of us. "Your line? The moment he committed to it, it became his line. Not yours.", you explain after looking around and making out that it was Chowder who was missing, his red jacket nowhere to be seen.

Climbing mountains is one thing. Snowboarding down a mountain is another. But loosing a friend on the way down and not going back to look for him was hard. It had always been like that. If one soul was lost, you didn't go looking for them. It was meant to be like that. You were friends with Bodhi for years, tagging along to various challenges to complete the Osaki 8, and knew how the rest of the day would go. Going back to the Chalet that Al Fariq owns and offered your as a base to plan the challenges, stacking up wood where you would burn the body if it was found - then partying until dawn and continuing life as if nothing happened.

Utah slowly calms down and Roach calls the helicopter to pick you up. "I won't need the chopper. I want to be alone for a bit.", you hand Roach your backpack to take with him in the helicopter so you don't have to carry it down the rest of the mountain. "You ok?", Bodhi stands next to you while packing his gloves and jacket into his backpack. "No I'm not ok Bodhi. You know how I feel about all of this and now we lost another. I support the 8 and the things we do but not the brainless stupidity and pressure we put on someone just because we think that we can conquer the earth!", you lash out at him and sit down to tighten the bindings on your board. "He wanted to do it. We didn't pressure him.", the black haired man states and puts his jacket back on while throwing his backpack towards the rest of the group who got ready to get on the chopper that's approaching to land on the snowfield close by. "Roach said it was stupid to do this! Utah saw the line, Chowder didn't and now he's the one who's dead, Bodhi.", you get up and wipe the snow off of your pants and get ready to leave the men behind. "I'll see you at the Chalet.", you yell towards Roach and Utah who were getting on the helicopter.

You don't get too far when Bodhi suddenly passes by you and takes the lead. Deciding to just go with it, too tired to argue, you follow his line and soon reach the base of the mountain where you unbuckle your board and take off your goggles. "Are you mad at me?", Bodhi picks up his snowboard and you begin the short walk towards the Chalet that could already be seen in the distance. "I'm sad Bodhi. I knew Chowder for quite some time. We knew he wasn't the best on the snowboard. We should have not taken him along.", you look at the black haired man and shake your head at your own stupidity.

The evening before Bodhi had brought up the idea of finally doing "live of ice" and you were also talking to Chowder about just having faith in himself and coming along to complete another challenge.

"I'm sad too y/n. He was one of my closest friends and now he's gone. But we have to continue with our lives and tonight we're going to honor Chowder the way he deserves it.", Bodhi gives you a slight smile and as you reach the Chalet, Samsara swings the door open and immediately and pulls you into a tight hug.

"They found him. We already prepared everything.", she whispers and squeezes your hand while pulling you through a crowd of people upwards a staircase where your rooms are. You catch a glimpse into Roach's room - he is seated on his bed staring out of the window towards the mountain. Grommet's pacing up and down the hallway while on the phone, giving you a weak smile as you pass him. The only one nowhere to be seen was Utah - you could imagine how he must be feeling since it was his idea to continue down the mountain.

After a long shower you get out of the bathroom to find a tray with food placed on the desk in front of the window. Samsara must have organized something to eat for you and placed out some clothes to put on, on your bed. She was always looking out for everyone and especially when something happened, she took care of even more stuff so you didn't have to waste more energy on all that stuff. Pulling the sweater over your damp hair you decided against the food and headed towards the courtyard where someone had already staked up wood. Chowder's red jacket hanging on one of the wooden planks.

After a short speech of Bodhi the whole group had gathered closer around the wood and set the whole thing on fire, each one quietly said their farewell to the lost friend. Samsara and Utah disappeared quickly after and the rest of you headed towards Al Fariq's party - he had asked all of you to join to celebrate life and the new challenge you had conquered.

After a few hours of obligated drinking and dancing with Roach, Samsara and Utah you decide to head back upstairs and go to sleep. Tomorrow would be another day filled with new challenges to plan so you need to at least try and close your eyes for some part of the night. As you walk past Bodhi's room you decide to see if he's in there since he had vanished from the dance floor at some point of the night. You find him laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. "Don't bother asking, I'm awake.", he sighs and lifts the blanket he's laying beneath to silently invite you into his bed. "What are you thinking about?", you snuggle beneath the soft fabric and rest your head on Bodhi's shoulder who pulls the blanket over you both. "We talked Chowder into doing this. None of it is your fault, it's mine. I brought up the mountain. It was my idea and you were just confident in my judgement so you helped me talk them into something they weren't sure about. His death is my fault.", the man beside you covers his face with his hands while you prop yourself up on one arm to look at him. "We always have a choice and what happened today isn't what any of us wanted. It's going to hurt a while but we have to continue with our lives. It's what Chowder would've told us and he's right.", you take Bodhi's hand into yours and look into his grey eyes. "You're the one thing keeping me sane right now. I'd be lost without you.", he gives you a slight smile and pulls you even closer so you lay your head onto his chest, just listening to his steady heartbeat slowly drifting off to sleep.

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waywardnerd67 · 4 years ago

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Star Crossed: Shining Star

Summary: Between filming and conventions, Jensen Ackles hardly has a moment to himself. During a panel one weekend he learns that his favorite band’s lead singer is a fan of his. Encouraged by his best friend, Jensen steps out of his comfort zone and reaches out to her on social media. That one decision throws his entire world into a whirlwind adventure. Pairing: No Pairing Rating: E - Everyone Warnings: Fluff Word Count: 1595 A/N: None

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Jensen Ackles walked into his apartment kicking off his shoes by the door. Thankful to be done filming for the week and looking forward to not having to travel too far for the convention this weekend. He loved meeting fans and performing on Saturday nights. There were some weeks where he wished he could relax in his apartment and not have to worry about traveling.

Deciding a night of Netflix and pizza was in order, Jensen took a quick shower then put on some sweats with a t-shirt. He had settled in with his pizza with The Witcher series pulled up to watch when his phone started buzzing.

“No Jared, I don’t want to come out.”

Laughter came ringing through the speaker, “Jackles, it’s only a few crew and myself chilling at our normal spot. Come out for a little while.”

“What part of no don’t you understand? The N or the O?” Jensen rubbed his forehead hearing everyone behind Jared chanting his name, “Buddy, I’m showered and in for the evening. I’ll make it up to y’all tomorrow night.”

“Fine old man, see you tomorrow.”

He groaned, ending the call and no longer interested in the show on Netflix. Turning off the tv, he walked over to his record player turning on the band he had been listening to on repeat. He discovered Wayward Stars a few years ago when a fan gifted him their cd. They were a hard rock, alternative metal band with lyrics that spoke to the soul. Also, the lead singer was drop dead gorgeous.

There had been late night shoots he would turn on one of their albums listening to (Y/N) (Y/L/N)’s voice letting it seep into the far reaches of his mind. As he sat in his apartment alone, he allowed his mind to wander of singing with her on stage one day. Making a mental note to talk with Creation and Rob Benedict about getting her to come to Vegas for SNS. For now, he let the music flow over him well into the night.

The next day, Jensen slept in until he heard Clif knocking on his door. Twenty minutes later, he was walking down to the lobby where Jared was sitting with his eyes closed.

“Hey Jared!” He yelled.

Jared jumped falling off the chair he was on. Jensen and Clif started laughing as he mumbled curses under his breath getting off the floor.

“Not funny and I will get you back.” Jared’s eyes narrowed on him.

“I’m sure you will, big guy. Now, can we get on with our day?”

They had a few interviews at the studio and some meetings before they had to get ready for the concert that night. Since the convention was in Vancouver and there was no traveling, Jensen had agreed to sing that night. He was excited to perform new songs and to be in front of the fans. As they pulled into the studio parking lot, he sighed knowing it was going to be a long day ahead of him.

It was near six o’clock when Jensen arrived back at his apartment to get ready for the night. Once again, he turned on his favorite Wayward Stars song, A Light in the Dark. It was a slower song with beautiful lyrics and then a killer riff in the end. He was in his room, singing when he heard his door open. Only two people had a key to his place and he only needed one guest to know who was walking in.

“Really? Wayward Stars again?” Jared flopped down on his couch.

“I can’t help it that you have horrible taste in music.” He chuckled.

“I like the band… just not 24/7 like you.”

He rolled his eyes, shutting off his record player, “Don’t judge me. Now come on and let’s go hang out with the fam.”

Saturday Night Special was exactly that, special. Especially when they were in Vancouver. The cast and crew seemed to cut loose a little more backstage. He was catching up with Matt Cohen when they called him to get ready to go on stage. Jared and Misha were standing by the stage to watch as Rob called him up on stage.

There was nothing more exhilarating than being hit with a roar of an audience. An electric current steady ran down his body over the next fifteen minutes as he performed. When he walked off stage, as promised, he celebrated with Jared, Misha and others until the early hours of morning.

Their early morning panel was rough as the coffee worked through knocking out the whiskey from his system. The last question of their morning panel came from a young lady wearing a Wayward Stars shirt.

“Love your shirt.” Jensen smiled.

“We get it Ackles, you’re their biggest fan.” Jared jokes.

The fan laughed, “Actually my question is about them. SPN family loves this band since they are fans of the show. Wondering if you ever had a chance to meet them or if they could be invited to a SNS show?”

“Go on fanboy…”

Jensen rolled his eyes, “I would love to meet them one day and have them come perform during Saturday Night Special. I’m forever thankful to the fan who gave me their cd a couple of years ago. Many, many a night their music has kept me sane during shooting. So yeah, definitely would love to meet them.”

“I would love for Jensen to meet them so I can film it and post it on social media for everyone to see him fanboy all over (Y/N).”

The crowd ohhh as Jensen glared at Jared, “Alright, alright… I think we have to get going now. We will see y’all later.”

Waving as they walked off the stage. As soon as they were on the stairs, Jensen punched his friend in the shoulder.

“Ow!”

“You deserve that.” Jensen could hear Jared laughing all the way to the green room.

The rest of the convention went without a hitch. Monday morning brought a whole new week of filming. Jensen was in his trailer when his phone buzzed seeing a text from Jared.

He pulled up his app, seeing a few friends tagging him in a post from a girl named Addy. Clicking on the YouTube link surprised to see (Y/N) watching him sing from SNS.

“I can’t help it. He’s gorgeous and talented and the perfect man.” She threw her arm over her eyes dramatically pretending to faint.

Text flashed on the screen, “#1 Jensen Ackles Fangirl”

He sat there stunned for a moment watching the video again. He could not wrap his mind around that she was a big fan of his. He knew the band liked the show, but to think he was perfect? His heart thumped against his chest as his shaking hands typed a message back to Jared.

Jensen took a few deep breaths before typing a Tweet then deleting it. He typed another one and deleted it. The third time he hit post and immediately regretted it, sounding like an idiot. Within minutes he received a notification from (Y/N) on Twitter.

Before he could reply, Jared was calling him, “Are you freaking out?”

“N-No… maybe, yes.” He stammered.

Jared’s laughter filled his ear, “Oh my god I wish I could see your face right now. This is your chance to make all your dreams come true.”

“I’m hanging up now, Jerk.”

“See you in an hour, Bitch.” Jared was still laughing as Jensen ended the call.

He watched the video a few more times and sent another Tweet out to (Y/N) after following her page. He went on all his social media making sure he was following her before realization hit that it seemed stalkerish.

“Jay, calm your roll.” He muttered to himself.

Putting his phone down, he tried to go over his lines for the next scene they were shooting. When he could not concentrate then he buckled, putting in his earbuds and turning on Wayward Stars. His hands were still trembling as he tried to control his fan moment.

Over the next several weeks, Jensen and (Y/N) were chatting all over social media. He posted a picture on Instagram tagging her in holding up her vinyl record.

Finally, he gathered the courage to ask for her number in a DM to chat with her more in private. Since their fans were going nuts over their new friendship. Now they would text each other everyday like they had known each other forever. She would tell him about her shows and cities she was in. He would chat about filming without spoiling anything for her. The only thing he wished could happen was their schedules to sync up so they could meet.

That thought ran through his mind everyday especially when he was at conventions like the upcoming weekend in his hometown. Thursday night, he was on a plane heading to Dallas when a notification popped up on his phone from (Y/N) posting on Twitter.

“Not next to me.” He mumbled snapping a picture of himself before replying to her Tweet.

He knew where she was off too after they had talked earlier in the day. They were still a thousand miles apart but closer than they had ever been since their friendship had begun. Settling back into his seat, he enjoyed listening to Wayward Stars newest song released that week.

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whatareyousearchingfordean · 4 years ago

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Happiness Continues

Part 8: 27 Weeks Pregnant

Summary: The guys and their wives take a drive up to Dallas for a Creation convention. The weekend goes great until an uninvited guest shows up.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Plus Size Reader

Word Count: 6.4K+

Warnings: Language, angst, stalker scenarios, psuedo-kidnapping

Author’s Note: I know this was uber delayed, but school... anyway I hope it lives up to your expectations. Congrats to @waywardbeanie @jensengirl83 and @akshi8278 on getting your questions into the fic and a huge thank you to everyone that participated. I wish I could have put all the questions in but it would have just been too long of a chapter. But please know I really do appreciate you all. The song sung in this chapter is by The Highwomen called Crowded Table, check it out if you’ve not heard it before. And of course many thank you’s to @emoryhemsworth for being the best beta xo Alex

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The sound of ice dropping from the refrigerator and into the metal thermos clanged around the kitchen. Once she was satisfied with the amount in her water bottle, she topped it off with water. As she turned around, screwing the lid into place, the soft hums of her husband could be heard as he came out of their bedroom, their suitcases trailing behind him.

“You know,” she started, the humming coming from her partner reminding her of something, “you still haven’t told me what song you chose to sing tonight.”

“And you know I told you it was a surprise,” he replied, placing the luggage out of the way and coming to stand next to her at the island.

“I hate surprises.”

“No, you don’t.” Dimples formed on his cheeks as he kept his smile tight-lipped, his wife rolling his eyes at her.

“Please! Just tell me,” she jutted out her lower lip in a vain attempt at mocking her brother’s puppy-eyed look.

“Fine, I chose “Having My Baby,’” Jensen sighed, his shoulders sagging.

“You did not! Please tell me you are kidding.”

“What’s wrong with Paul Anka? That song is a classic.” The actor stood up taller, his voice growing defensive.

“I hope to god you are kidding because believe me when I say that if you so much as mention your ‘seed’ in front of hundreds of fans, I’m taking this baby and I’m leaving.” Y/n pointed to the still-growing bump attached to her abdomen before flicking it towards the door, the most serious expression written on her face.

“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna be? Fine,” Jensen cleared his throat, and she knew it was coming before he even had the chance to open his mouth again. “The need inside you, I see it showin’, oh, the seed inside you, baby, do you feel it growin’—”

Y/n’s hands flew to her ears, the ‘la, la, la’ falling from her lips in an attempt to drown him out. His face split into a wide grin as he snatched her wrists and pulled his wife into his chest, placing a soft kiss to her nose before her lips.

“You’d be so lucky, baby, but no, it’s a surprise. You will find out tonight, so let it go.” Jensen released her from his grip as the security system chimed. It noted movement near the garage door just before the couple heard the voice of her brother coming from the other end of the house.

“Let’s go, Ackles, we’ve got three antsy kids in the car and need to hit the road pronto!” Y/n snatched her backpack and water bottle from the counter as Jensen grabbed their bags and headed towards the garage. The guys took the bags to stuff them in the trunk as Y/n set the house alarm.

Jensen pulled open the passenger side rear door to the Padalecki’s SUV, helping his wife into her seat before climbing in the front passenger seat. They greeted Jared’s kids as the family set out on the road towards Dallas and the Supernatural convention.

****

The sign that flew by on the side of the highway indicated that Dallas was about eighty miles out still, giving them at least another hour until they made it. The kids had long since fallen asleep in the backseat, their bellies full of snacks and their distractions in hand. Y/n glanced back at them before digging out the bag of Goldfish she had packed for her snack. Before she could even get it completely open, her husband’s hand appeared between the side of the vehicle and the seat, palm up. The woman chuckled before dumping a handful into his hand. He transferred the crackers to his left hand before returning his right to its original place to rest it on her calf. Jensen ran his fingers up and down her leg, the action soothing to both of them.

From the seat next to her, Y/n could see her sister-in-law turned to her, a knowing grin on her face. For being an actress, Gen sure did have an awful poker face.

“What?”

“Nothing, I’m just really happy you two found each other,” the smile on Gen’s face growing wider as she spoke, the eyes of the men in the front seats flickering back to her. Jared glanced over from the driver’s seat just quick enough to see what Gen was referring to. There was a twitch of a smile on his face too before he covered it up to fake a gag. “Speaking of, how was Toronto?”

“Oh, I’m in love with Toronto!” Y/n gushed, her mind going back to the trip she made to visit her husband on set. Because of the break-in, they were making up filming days and he couldn’t get away, so the couple decided to celebrate their first anniversary together with her going to visit him. “The city is so beautiful, albeit not as beautiful as Vancouver, but there is just something about it. It reminds me of New York a lot, but like, cleaner.”

“You two had a good weekend?”

“We did. Jensen took me to Alo for dinner, and I know I’m pregnant, but it was the best food I’ve ever had in my life. I wanted to take the chef home with me.” Thinking back to the dish she had, Y/n ran a hand across her abdomen, the memory of her baby coming to life after the meal making her smile to herself.

“I believe you, even if there is something about being pregnant that just makes everything taste better,” Gen giggled along with her sister-in-law, the two of them sharing a secret that their husbands would never understand. “I’m glad you had a good time with what you had.”

“Well, either way, I was going into my third trimester. I was not up for some extravagant trip across the globe. My back hurts too much to pretend to be relaxed.” As she thought about the way her body had continued to change as the finish line came onto the horizon, it was like her body throbbed in response. The makeup artist flexed her limbs, rolling out the kinks from sitting for too long in one position.

“I’m sorry girl, but it only gets worse from here,” Gen scrunched her nose, wishing she could tell her anything but the truth.

Y/n sighed, the action rolling through her whole body, “I was afraid of that.”

****

Clif was waiting at the back doors to the convention center of the Hilton where Creation was hosting their convention this weekend. He was there to escort them all inside as well as stay with Gen and Y/n during the show. Creation provided their own security for Jensen and Jared, so Clif was more than happy to spend time with his favorite girls. They were running a tad late, having hit traffic after dropping the kids off with Jensen’s parents who had graciously offered to babysit.

“Hey, kid,” Clif greeted Y/n with a bear hug once they were inside, his large arms engulfing her and squeezing tight. “Let me look at ya.”

Y/n stepped back as he released her, running a hand over her now unmistakable bump to emphasize it underneath her maternity clothes. “Not much of a kid anymore.”

“No, you aren’t, are ya? Went and let this idiot over here corrupt you.” Clif locked his arm around Jensen’s neck, bringing him into his chest to ruffle his hair with the opposite hand. The group laughed and Jensen struggled to get out of his hold, his hands immediately flying to fix his hair once Clif relented.

“You’ve been spending too much time with Jared,” Jensen scowled at his friends, who shared a look and a shrug. He took his wife’s hand and moved to continue down the hall before pausing to turn back. “And I’ll have you know, she was already corrupted when I got ahold of her. All I had to do was sit back and enjoy the ride.”

A gasp of her husband’s name fell from her open mouth as he tossed everyone a wink and pulled Y/n deeper into the hotel. Her surprise morphed into a giggle as he pulled her along, her cheeks flaring with residual embarrassment. Her family was bound to push him too far one of these days, and she was just waiting for him to drop some sort of bomb on their unsuspecting ears. She just hadn’t anticipated it would be today.

Jensen had been in a particularly good mood since that morning. Y/n couldn’t place whether it was the excitement of being at a convention again or if it was being home, but whatever had him smiling like an idiot she was thankful for. Jensen’s attitude had always been infectious, and right now she was thriving off of it, the joy of being able to make her forget about her swollen ankles and face. It was nice to be in the moment for once.

Louden Swain was already starting their soundcheck on the main stage as she and Jensen entered the hall. Y/n let Jensen go and went to sit in the chairs in the front row to watch them busy themselves around the stage. She was alone until Clif, Jared, and Gen caught up and joined her in the seats. It didn’t take long for the band to run through everything with all their guest stars who would be performing with them. Jensen did a quick verse from “Like A Wrecking Ball” before also joining those that were in the audience.

The fans could be heard already outside the doors to the hall, their excitement palpable even from a couple of hundred feet away. Not that she blamed them, Louden Swain always put on an amazing show, as did the rest of the cast who chose to join them. Her husband was obviously her favorite to watch; the rough honey trickle of his voice had a way of splitting her soul in half. After that, she was obsessed with watching Briana. The woman was a powerhouse and had a way of captivating everyone watching her. It was no secret that she often found herself on YouTube watching Bri and her husband dueting “Shallow,” making it her most-watched video by far.

Everyone was escorted to the green room while fans filled the hall, then Clif escorted them back to watch from the sidelines once the lights went down. They took a seat in the chairs that had been put aside for them against the wall, joining in the squeals of the audience when the guys took the stage.

Louden Swain captivated everyone with their songs and stage presence, as per usual, but when Rob introduced Jensen onto the stage, it was like a train had just rammed into the wall of the hotel. She could feel the floor shaking underneath the insanity that ripped through his fans in the seats of the audience.

“Well, good evening Dallas!” Jensen bounded on the stage, the leather jacket he was wearing somehow looking that much better in the lights of the stage. The Texan pulled Rob into a tight hug before taking his place in front of the microphone stand. The stubble that had arrived in just a few days of not shaving was more evident on his jaw and neck as he craned it sideways to work the stand up to his height. Y/n had to admit he looked absolutely scrumptious.

“I’ve got a new song for you guys tonight that the guys have been so gracious to learn for me.” Jensen paused for the screams from the crowd before continuing his introduction. “This one is for my wife. I love you, honey.” He cast his eyes to where she was seated, watching the smile that spread across his features and letting it calm her anxious heart.

You can hold my hand

When you need to let go

I can be your mountain

When you're feeling valley-low

I can be your streetlight

Showing you the way home

You can hold my hand

When you need to let go

I want a house with a crowded table

And a place by the fire for everyone

Let us take on the world while we’re young and able

And bring us back together when the day is done

Jensen’s foot tapped against the stage as he found his groove in the first verse. Almost instantly, Y/n recognized the opening chords to the song making her heart flutter in her chest. She’d first discovered this song before they’d even found out they were expecting. There was an instant connection to the lyrics, and in typical Y/n fashion, she had played the song on repeat until she knew the lyrics backward and forwards. She really couldn’t believe he’d remembered it.

If we want a garden

We’re gonna have to sow the seed

Plant a little happiness

Let the roots run deep

If it’s love that we give

Then it’s love that we reap

If we want a garden

We're gonna have to sow the seed

After everything the two of them had been through the past few months, the lyrics falling from his lips brought tears to her eyes. She chose to completely ignore the fact that she was pregnant. This was his way of reminding her of that night and the promise he’d made. The actor was more than ready to start a family with her, and he would keep reminding her until he ran out of breath.

The door is always open

Your picture’s on my wall

Everyone’s a little broken

And everyone belongs

Yeah, everyone belongs

I want a house with a crowded table

And a place by the fire for everyone

Let us take on the world while we’re young and able

And bring us back together when the day is done

If Y/n thought that the screams that greeted Jensen on the stage were deafening, it had nothing on the roar that now filled the hall, never mind the thrumming of her heart in her chest. She was sure time had stopped. Her husband blew a kiss to the audience before bowing off stage. It was his disappearance from before the mic that had on her feet without a second thought, chasing after him behind the stage and to the green room.

She burst through the doors, her eyes meeting his as he turned to the sound of the latch. Without a second thought to the others in the room, the pregnant woman launched herself into her husband’s arms. Both of them dug their faces into the embrace, knowing just what the other needed at that moment.

“You’re right, I did love this surprise,” she mumbled against his neck. Jensen ran a hand down her hair, his arms instinctively squeezing her tighter to him as she spoke.

“Anything for you, babe.”

****

Behind the scenes of conventions was far less exhilarating for the guests than it was for the fans attending. It was quiet in the green room, most people eating or napping in between events they were to attend, which was why Y/n and Gen chose to stay behind the next morning and let the kids sleep in as much as possible. The guys were up at the crack of dawn to get to the hotel in time for the gold panel, and neither wanted to deal with pulling three little ones out of bed that early.

It was nearly midday by the time the girls had wrangled the kids into the car and to the hotel. Clif met them at the back door much like he had done the night before, ready to escort them wherever they wanted to go. When they arrived in the green room, the guys were off to their respective photo op rooms.

The kids took center stage when they got there, livening up the room in an instant. Odette fed off the attention far more than her brothers did but being the youngest, that didn’t come as a shock to anyone. Y/n wanted to hit the vendor’s room before her husband got back and they had to be on stage for the main panel. There were often hidden gems at some of the booths and she wanted to support the small business that set up there. She invited Gen to join her, and naturally, Odette wanted to tag along. The two of them left the boys in the capable hands of Kim and Briana before grabbing Clif and heading out.

The room was bustling with people who were in between activities when they entered. Y/n picked up the small girl and put her on her hip so she could keep better track of her, not that Odette protested. They made their way to a booth surrounded by original artwork. Most of the displayed pieces were Supernatural related, but there were a few other pieces that encompassed other shows and movies, as well as art that encompassed just about anything else. Y/n got the artist’s information, intending to order an original piece from her.

From there, it didn’t take long for the room to realize who had joined them. The hushed whispers of the con attendees could be heard as they moved on to a shop that sold handmade jewelry. Luckily the looming presence of Clif was enough to keep people at bay. He was very good at subtly guiding those who dared to walk up to them away from the scene. Right now they preferred peace and would greet some people once they were finished looking.

Gen bought something from the jeweler for Odette, seeing as once the toddler set her mind to something, she was relentless. Then the trio moved on to a few more booths before acknowledging the fans in the room. Clif took Odette from Y/n while the wives talked with some people in the room. There were many congratulations and asks for photos which Y/n politely declined while Gen agreed.

With a glance at her watch, Y/n signaled to Gen it was time to head back. They said goodbye to the fans and headed back to the green room. Jared and Jensen were back already when they entered, eating a quick snack before they had to go back on stage.

Jensen pushed his chair back from the table when he spotted his wife. He patted his thigh as she made her way towards him and she took a tentative seat in his lap. The actor placed a kiss on the underside of her jaw before offering her the food on his plate. She decided on a carrot, biting into the hard vegetable as her husband spoke.

“I missed you this morning.”

“I know, I missed you too. Still hate waking up to an empty bed,” she frowned, tossing the other half of the carrot in her mouth.

“Just a few more weeks, then I’m done and it’s just you, me, and this baby,” Jensen promised, resting his large hand over her growing abdomen. He ran his thumb over the swell of her stomach as she contemplated his words.

“Promise?” She cocked her head, knowing full well he intended every word. Before he could answer, the Creation handlers appeared to grab the boys and bring them to the stage.

“Promise,” he kissed her again before urging her off his lap so they could head out. Gen rounded up the kids to go and Jared picked up his daughter to carry her out to the show. Jensen and Y/n walked hand in hand down the back hallway until they had to go separate ways. Jared handed Odette over to his wife and they were off to get show-ready.

The girls and the kids followed behind Clif and took the empty seats in the front row far off on the right side of the stage, the lights lowering just as they were getting settled. Rob and Rich appeared and did their usual bit before introducing the boys onto the stage.

Watching them together was something Y/n always enjoyed. The two actors played off of each other so well and never failed to make her chuckle. Especially now, she loved that after everything that had happened, their relationship was not hindered. They were truly brothers on and off camera, and Y/n couldn’t ask for anything better.

Jensen went to his usual chair on the right side of the stage, pulling it more forward and center before sitting down as the crowd continued to cheer for them. Jared followed suit, spinning his chair around and putting as close to Jensen’s as was humanly possible. Her husband frowned and leaned away from Jared, who only played along and leaned into his best friend.

Jensen brought the mic to his lips and scowled, “Dude, why are you so close to me?”

“Cause we’re family now, officially bonded by blood,” Jared retorted, still trying to lean into Jensen as he continued to pull away. The older man rolled his eyes at his brother-in-law’s antics but couldn’t fight the smile on his face as the crowd cheered at Jared’s words.

“Don’t remind me.” Jared leaned into Jensen, whispering something in his ear before the pair shared another laugh. Jared spun around and started the questioning. They got a few typical questions about Supernatural and the final season, nothing too crazy, but one specifically piqued Y/n’s interest.

The girl asking the question stood not even twenty feet from her at the mic on the right side of the room. “My question is for Jensen.” Her voice was steady, but she was looking at her feet as she spoke. “Now that you are on The Boys, the show has far more carnage than Supernatural, and you have said in the past that you dislike being covered in fake blood, so I was wondering if you have come to terms with it, or has your hatred only grown?”

Jensen threw his head back in laughter at her question, surprised that he hadn’t been asked it before today. “Well, you are right, I have not been shy about my contempt of stage blood, but nowadays I do find it far less annoying than I once did. I think I got over it filming season fifteen. There is nothing like staring at a beautiful woman to take your mind off of the stickiness. Y/n was a great distraction.”

“Alright, that’s my baby sister you are talking about,” Jared faked a gag before dropping his mic in his usual fashion as the crowd let out a collective ‘awe.’ Jensen shrugged before moving on to the next question. He rounded to the next fan on the opposite side of the stage.

“Hi,” the boys said in unison, bright smiles on their faces for the girl.

“First of all, I want to congratulate Jensen on the pregnancy. So, my question is for Jensen and Jared. Jensen, since you learned about the pregnancy, has your perception of life and love changed, and if so, how? And for Jared, being a father yourself, what are some things or advice you would like to share with Jensen? How has becoming a dad changed you? Thank you!” The girl stuttered around her words, her nerves of having the guy’s undivided attention seeping through her voice.

“What?!” Jared dropped his jaw as he turned his head back to look at his brother in law in the seat next to him. “You’re pregnant?”

Jensen leaned back in his chair and ran a hand down his torso, “Do you think I’m showing yet?”

“No dude, you look good, women everywhere hate you.” The duo fell into a fit of laughter, their heads were thrown back in unison at their stupid joke. Naturally, the whole crowd joined in. How could one not when those two were cracking up? It was infectious.

“I’m sorry about my friend here. Thank you, we are very excited.” Jensen leaned around Jared to smile at the fan that stood with a Random Acts volunteer’s arm around her shoulders. “As for your question, it didn’t really hit me until we heard the baby’s heartbeat for the first time. Anyone who has kids knows how important that moment is. I never thought I could love my wife more than I already did, but there is something about looking at the woman you love carrying your child. It’s a completely different kind of connection to another human being. As for our baby, well, she was just a flicker on the screen then, but I knew there was nothing I wouldn’t do for that flicker.”

“Y/n is gonna kill you later for saying ‘she,’” Jared cut in, but Jensen just smirked knowingly. The man always had to cut the emotion with a joke, something the pair of them had in common. Life was too short to always be so serious anyway.

“Well, what about you dad?”

“What are you talking about?”

“She asked you a question too, so answer it,” Jensen reminded his costar, much to the amusement of everyone around them.

“Oh yeah. Well, I’ve given Jensen tons of advice. He’s constantly coming to me for my superior wisdom.” Jensen frowned behind him, his eye roll visible even from the back of the room. “Nah, but in all seriousness, the best piece of advice I could ever give him would be to just be there for your wife, whatever she needs. She just gave you a child, the least you could do is get her some water and snacks during feedings.”

In the shadows of the audience, Gen leaned over to Y/n, whispering in her ear, “I think he’s done that maybe twice.” Y/n laughed along with her friend, knowing full well that sounded just like Jared.

“Being a dad has taught me an abundance of patience and understanding. While they are your kids, they are also humans with real feelings and thoughts. It’s important to listen to your children, and I mean really listen to them. It’s not easy some days, but what they’ll remember in twenty years is whether mom and dad were there or not, so that’s what’s most important to me.” The girl whispered a shaky ‘thank you’ to the guys before they moved on. There were more questions about Supernatural, Walker, and The Boys, but what Y/n didn’t expect was another question regarding her, the words cutting her like ice as they left the fan’s mouth.

"Now that Y/N is pregnant, how hard is it being away from her while filming? How do you handle the emotions of being away from your wife in this kind of situation?" The fan had a bright smile on her face as she asked a question that was sure to have the fans falling even more in love with her husband and the amazing man he was.

Gen’s hand fell on her shoulder as she noticed her sister-in-law’s body tense, awaiting the answer from the actor on stage. Jensen turned his gaze to her, offering a small smile to her before turning back to the fan.

“It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I feel like I’m dumping everything on her shoulders and leaving her to figure it out alone, and I hate that. You know, I made a promise to her on our wedding day that I would always be there for her, and I feel like I’m breaking that promise. On the nights that the baby is rolling around and not letting her get any sleep, she will FaceTime me to show me, and anyone who’s ever seen this knows it’s just as cool as it is creepy when it looks like the kid is trying to escape from her stomach.” Jared nodded in agreement alongside him as the audience laughed at his admission. “My heart clenches in those moments because I know there are a hundred other moments that I don’t get to be there for, but even more so that my wife doesn’t get to have me next to her for. I know it’s just as hard on her, experiencing all these new milestones alone. We are both just very lucky that she has Jared and Gen so close. Those two have been her rock through this whole thing.”

“If there is anyone who can handle it, it’s Y/n,” Jared cut in, sensing his friend’s growing discomfort. “My sister is one of the strongest women I know, so don’t worry about her too much, Jay.”

“Right, yes my mistake, what was I thinking worrying about my pregnant wife?” The shorter Texan played up his words with a stiff nod of his head, much to the enjoyment of the crowd. The guys thanked the fan for her question just as Rob and Rich came back on stage, starting up the last question song. Y/n excused herself then to go to the restroom, assuring Clif she’d be okay and she would be right back, imploring him to stay with Gen and the kids.

The pregnant woman slipped past Creation security near the stage to the hall that led to the bathrooms. She sped down the hall on her toes, the urgency not hitting her until she stood up. Her mind was focused on getting to the bathroom, unconcerned about anything else until she was inside the first open stall. Y/n took care of her business, coming out of the stall to a figure standing directly across from her at the sinks. Her eyes trailed up the broad person who had their back to her until she met their eyes in the mirror.

“No!” The gasp left her lips, her feet instinctively stepping backward until her back hit the stall.

“Hi, Y/n,” the man’s voice was rough, the sound of grating against every nerve in her body. It perfectly matched the smirk that he held as he turned to face her, the same smirk that had been haunting her dreams for weeks now. The woman swallowed around the lump in her throat as her pulse rose, the thrum of it beating behind her ears.

“How?” It was the only thing she could force past her lips as her mind raced through all the possible outcomes of this encounter. If anything, she was trying to buy time until someone came looking for her, but she had no idea how long that could be.

“I expected a hello, but I guess I can’t really blame you,” the guy shrugged, his nonchalance unsettling Y/n even more than she already was. “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time now.”

“Waiting for me?”

“It was only a matter of time before we found our way to each other,” he took a step closer to Y/n, her heart skipping in her chest at the action. No matter how frightened she was at this moment, Y/n refused to back down. Instead, she squared her shoulders and lifted her chin at the man.

“Wh-what do you want?” Her tongue tripped over her words and the woman fought to control her breaths, letting the air out slowly through her nose as she refused to look away from the stalker across from her.

“I want you. It’s always been you. For years I’ve waited for you to come to your senses about that actor you call your husband, but it seems you may need a little push,” he explained as his feet began to pace in a line, cutting off her only route to the door of the bathroom, to her freedom.

“Excuse me?” Y/n was genuinely confused now, her adrenaline-soaked brain struggling to comprehend what he was telling her.

“He’s all wrong for you. The bastard married you and ran off to Canada the second he could, leaving you to tend to his house, and now look at you, knocked up with his spawn and he still could give a rat’s ass about you.” The man’s voice was rising in tone as he became agitated, with what exactly she wasn’t sure, but she didn’t want to stick around to find out.

“My husband loves me—”

“No!” He rounded on her, his pacing halted as he looked at her. “He’s poison. He doesn’t care about you or your career, he only cares about what you can do for him, but me? I’ve been your number one fan since the beginning. With me, your possibilities are limitless. Nobody could stop us.”

It was now even more apparent to her at that moment that this guy was far more unhinged than she had originally thought. He believed with every fiber of his being that what he was saying was the truth, she could see it in the fire raging behind his eyes. It was the same fire that had her biting her tongue from firing back. She had more than just herself to think about in this situation, and she had no one way of knowing how he would react, but she also knew that staying in that bathroom was not an option either.

It was now or never. He was no longer pacing across her escape route, and she wasn’t that far from the door. If she could at least get on the other side of it, she could create a commotion to draw attention. The second his eyes flickered from her own, she leaped into action, setting her focus on the door, and only the door. As her fingers wrapped around the handle, she felt his rough grip on her bicep. She was only able to get the door open a fraction of an inch, but it was enough. Her frantic eyes met with the shocked ones of Gen and Clif on the other side of the door.

“Damn it!” He hollered as he yanked her back. The door didn’t even have time to close before Clif was pushing his way into the bathroom after her, watching as Y/n stumbled and nearly fell on her ass from the force of the stranger’s pull.

“Alright, let her go,” Clif’s voice was calm and demanding as he assessed the scene in front of him. “Don’t make this worse for you than it already is.”

“You make it sound so easy,” the guy chuckled dryly, the sound of it finally breaking whatever false sense of confidence Y/n had created. Preparing for a struggle, she squeezed her eyes shut, the action sending the welled up tears cascading down her cheeks.

“It is that easy. Because trust me, if you hurt her, it will be the last thing you ever do.” The sound of the bathroom door opening again had her opening her eyes, a few of Creation’s security guards filing in to back up Clif. Knowing he was outnumbered, the man roughly released his grip on Y/n’s arm. The pregnant woman scrambled away from him, past security, and out into the hallway.

“Y/n...” The sudden grip around her wrist startled the traumatized woman, her body reacting against it until her gaze met the familiar green eyes of her husband. Her body relaxed in an instant, throwing her into his arms as a sob racked through her body. Jensen squeezed his wife in his arms, holding her shaking frame close to his chest as she let out all her emotions. He shared a look with Jared before burying himself into her as well, just as relieved to have her back as she was to be free.

It had only been about thirty seconds since Gen had come running back from checking on Y/n to tell them that something was wrong, but it was all it took. He felt his heart sink as he looked at the fear in Gen’s eyes. He and Jared were up from their chairs like lightning, allowing their long legs to get them to the bathroom with security hot on their tail. It killed him to have to wait outside, but he knew it was the best chance of getting her out of there safely, so he bit his tongue and did as he was told. None of that mattered now anyway, she was safe in his arms, and that was the most important thing.

It felt like an eternity later when the cops showed up, taking the place of the unarmed security detail. They emerged with the guy in cuffs, a deep scowl on his face as he was carted out of the hotel, Clif and the security following behind.

“Clif, what the fuck happened?!” Jensen growled, fury about the day’s events creeping upon him, seeing the guy that had his hands on his wife only fanning the fire in his belly.

“I’m sorry, Jensen—” Clif's words were cut off by the raging actor.

“You’re sorry? You were supposed to be protecting her!” Y/n lifted her head from her husband’s shoulder, using the back of her sleeve to wipe away the tears and snot from her face. The man’s whole body was tense, the anger rolling off of him of barely perceptible vibrations.

“Hey, Jay,” she put her hands on his face, making him look at her. Reluctantly, he tore his gaze from Clif to look at his wife, his face softening as he took in her fragile state. “It’s not his fault. I told him to stay with Gen.”

“Y/n/n...”

“No. Clif is not to blame right now and you know it,” Y/n lowered her voice, the little bit of sternness she was able to muster dissipating. “You’re scared and I am too, but don’t take that out on him.” Jensen nodded at her, leaning in to kiss her forehead with trembling lips.

“I’m sorry, Clif,” Jensen breathed, his eyes opening slowly to look back up at his long time friend. Still trying to come to his senses over what had just happened, he had one arm around his wife, refusing to break contact with her. The fear of being out of control was still too overpowering.

“It’s okay, I understand.” The two men shared a nod. Emotions were still on high, and everyone needed a moment to take in the events that had just transpired. Before anything else could be said, one of the cops cut through the tense scene playing out in the middle of the hotel hallway. He had a concerned look on his face, but he had a job to do too.

“Ma’am, can I ask you a couple of questions?”

Main Panel Timestamps x/x

Part 9: 35 Weeks Pregnant

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No Strings Attached

Summary - Some words are better remained unspoken but not always. Sometimes it better to just confess.

Pairing - Jensen x Reader, past Jensen x OFC Sarah

Warning - Fluff, angst-ish, secret relationship, smut (18+), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oral sex (female receiving), swearing, insecurities, mentions of betrayal.

Word Count - 3178

Square Filled - Rockstar!Jensen ( @spndeanbingo ); Confessions ( @anyfandomgoesbingo )

A/N - This is written for my challenge "Chan's 500 followers challenge".

Request by @deanwanddamons - Hey hon! Huge congratulations on 500 followers! You deserve it 💞 Could you write ‘3. How was I such an idiot, to believe that you, out of all people, could ever love me?’ Jensen and Y/N 😘 (Hope you like it and sorry it got so long)

Beta'd by the lovely @miss-nerd95 (she is such a sweetheart! Thank you so much)

The beautiful spn dividers by @talesmaniac89

I love the Ackles fam, but for the sake of this fic, Jensen is single and was never married to Danneel.

Your eyes were focused on the man on stage, heart beating loudly as you watched his every movement the way his thick fingers were wrapped around the mic, that little smirk on his face as he sang along to the Eric Church’s song. Your head full of thoughts about what his fingers and mouth could do to you.

“Damn you, really turn me on, paintin' your toenails pink.” He sent you a sideway glance, giving you a knowing smile as he sang the lines. His tongue peeked out of his mouth as it swept over his lips, his action so casual yet it sent the audience into a frenzy. The song enriched by his voice was enough to make you squirm and the memories from last night were not helping you at all.

You should have seen this coming ever since the moment you had stepped into the green room that day, right before the Saturday Night Live. You had smirked to yourself when you saw Jensen's eyes slightly widening at the sight of you in the tight little skirt that you had paired with a see-through button down and matching bra, as you had walked up to him with a glass of wine in your hand.

A blush had crept up your neck when you had felt his eyes all over your body. You had taken a seat right beside him, just to rile him up a bit more. You knew he couldn't even kiss you because no one in the cast knew about your hidden rendezvous. You had furtively glanced at the actor beside you. With one brow raised slightly, Jensen was staring right at you.

“You want to go out there?” You jumped at Richard’s voice, pulling you out from your sinful thoughts. “I know you can sing.”

“You sure? Jensen has set the stage on fire. I don't think I have enough fuel to match that level.” You chuckled, looking out towards the stage as the said man wrapped an arm around Rob’s shoulder, jamming out to the music of the guitar. You hadn't even noticed when he had switched to another song because you were too busy staring at how his biceps flexed under his black shirt with every small movement of his arm. A puff of air left your mouth as he hit a high note in the song.

“Trust me, he will definitely not mind.” Richard winked.

“Um-thanks Speight, but I'd rather stay here and enjoy the show.” You politely declined Richard’s request. Tonight, the stage was a dangerous arena.

You took in a sharp breath as the last notes of the song strung in the air, the crowd erupting into a loud cheer as Rob struck the last chord on his guitar. “Thank you!” Jensen gave a dramatic bow, waving his hands in the air as he was exiting the stage which caused an uproar in the room. Handing over the mic to Rob, the actor left the stage.

“Enjoyed the show, sweetheart?” A smug smile tugged on his lips as he stalked towards you, the look on his face making you go weak in the knees.

“You put on quite a show out there.” You said, placing a hand on his chest.

“What can I say? I am a good performer. There is nothing better than seeing the audience satisfied,” Jensen replied and leaned towards you, bringing his mouth near your ear. “And then leave them begging for more.” Your heart was beating wildly making you gasp as his teeth grazed past your earlobe, a shiver running down your body to your core.

“Jackles!” Jared’s booming voice made you two jump apart. “We are going out for drinks, wanna join?”

“Yeah! Go ahead, I'll...uh-catch up. Y/N’s coming with me too.”

“Uh-okay!” Jared hesitated a bit before he rejoined the awfully jolly group of actors, making their way towards the bar a few blocks away from the convention.

“Ackles, anyone caught your eye yet?” Jared questioned his tv brother, which piqued your interest.

“So, I'm picking up random girls from the bar now to get my dick wet? Jare-” Jensen looked at his best friend with a look of pure disgust in his eyes.

“Jensen, that's not what I-”

“Now, don't start with your relationship crap. You know I don't do relationships anymore.” It wasn't like you didn't expect him to say this, but deep down it still hurt to hear him say that there was no one special in his life. You tuned out the rest of his words as you reminisced about your first night together.

The relationship between you and Jensen was complicated. A few months ago, you had hooked up in his Vancouver apartment after a drunken night and that had started the whole friends with benefit thing. No one knew that you two were sleeping together. It was something you two had decided to keep between yourselves because it wasn't like you were in a relationship, you two just fucked to relieve some tension. Or so you thought. You didn't even realise when you had fallen head over heels for the man but you had managed to keep your mouth shut.

Your eyes roamed around the room until it landed on Jensen to see him staring intently at you. An involuntary shiver ran down your body under his strong gaze. You left your seat and went to sit beside him at which he was taken by surprise.

“Miss me already?” He smirked, an eyebrow raised at you.

“Don’t shave.” You said.

“That doesn't answer my que-” the words got stuck in his throat as you placed your hand on his thigh. Jensen stiffened under your touch but thankfully the action went unnoticed by everyone else.

“What d'you think you're doin’?” He asked, his southern accent slipping through.

“Nothing.” You smirked as you hand travelled upwards towards his crotch but no one could see your little teasing session underneath the table. Jensen swallowed thickly as he fidgeted in his seat, trying to adjust his pants and to remove your hand but you were adamant. You coyly palmed his growing excitement as he sucked in a breath.

“Don't challenge me, Y/N/N.” He growled into your ear, your own panties were now ruined. “I can take you right here, right now. You want me to do that, to teach you a lesson for being a bad girl?”

“Where's your self control, Ackles?” You mocked.

Without answering your question, he suddenly stood up. “Y/N’s not feeling so hot. I think it's best if she goes back to the hotel.” Jensen told the cast. You licked your lips when you saw his dominant side jumping out.

“What ‘bout ya?” Jared drunkenly asked.

“She is in the room right beside me and it's too late. I'm going back to the hotel with her. I'm just being a gentleman.” Jensen said, trying to sound as convincing as possible. Everyone said their goodbyes and if anyone suspected anything, they didn't speak up.

A few minutes after leaving the bar, Clif pulled up in front of the bar. You and Jensen slipped into the backseat. That fifteen minutes drive felt like the longest time you had ever been in a car. The tension was so thick between, it could have been cut with a knife. Jensen did his best to restrain himself, so much so he barely looked at you because even Clif wasn't in on your little secret and you wanted to keep it that way.

You had barely closed the door before you felt Jensen’s hands all over your body. He abandoned his leather jacket before pushing you against the wall.

“I wanted to rip off your clothes the moment you walked into the room.” He murmured as he pinned you to the wall, kissing you roughly. “Do you have any idea how hard you made me tonight? Huh?” He breathed into the skin of your neck, making you whimper.

“Jay-uh, you were a t-tease as well. You sang that song tonight o-on purpose.” You breathed out. A gasp left your lips when Jensen hungrily ripped off your shirt and skirt leaving you in nothing but your bra and panties. You hooked your legs behind his back as he effortlessly picked you up and took you to the bed, putting you down before he climbed on top of you. Impatiently, you tugged at the hem of his t-shirt at which Jensen smirked and pulled the shirt over his head before throwing it on the floor. You took in the perfectly toned muscles of his chest and stomach like you were seeing him naked for the very first time, which of course wasn't, when he put a finger under your chin, making you look up at him.

“Like what you see?” He smirked as your hands travelled up to feel his hard pecs. Jensen grabbed your hand and moved them away from his chest as he leaned down to leave a trail of kisses down your body. You shuddered when his mouth found the sweet spot on your neck. He swiftly removed your bra, leaving only in your lacy panties. “You are so beautiful.” He murmured as he took in your naked form.

There wasn't a single part of your body that he didn't touch. His hands travelled all over your body, squeezing and pinching your skin as they moved until finally stopped on your breasts, kneading and massaging them.

“Jay-” you moaned as he continued to nibble at your sensitive skin. His mouth left your neck before latching onto your right nipple, his tongue flicking the bud making you cry out his name. “Oh fuck,” you whimpered as his fingers worked on your other nipple. You could feel him smirking before his mouth released you from its assault, pressing a kiss on the valley of your chest before moving south.

“Fuck baby, you're so wet. Where's your self control?” Jensen grunted when his hand brushed your damp panties before making a quick job of pulling them off you. He left kisses along the inside of both your thighs before you felt his hot breath fanning against where you needed him the most. He pressed a kiss on your aching pussy as you moaned for the hundredth time that night.

“Mhm, you always taste so good.” He growled against your pussy, the vibration of his voice making you shiver in anticipation. He started licking your clit slowly but then he picked up his pace as his tongue worked overtime. Your hands moved downwards, your fingers entangling with his hair. Jensen’s scruff scratched against your thigh, giving you a sweet, burning sensation which you knew would stay as a reminder of his unholy ministrations. His mouth and tongue continued to give you pleasure as the latter went in deep, hungrily eating you out.

“Fuck Jensen!” You exclaimed when you felt the pressure build up. You pulled at his scalp, making him groan against your pussy before he put a finger in you, at which you whimpered. He pumped in twice before adding another, successfully stretching you open.

“Shit!” Your back arched with pleasure as his fingers curled inside you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. The coil inside you tightened as he kept pumping his fingers.

“Fuck! Fuck Jay!” You mewled as you came on his fingers. He pulled out his fingers, licking them clean, while you tried to steady your breathing. Giving you a quick kiss, he pulled down his pants along with his boxers, his hardened length making you lick your lips at the sight. He took his cock and ran his hand up and down the shaft, the tip of his cock beaded with precum.

“Jensen.” You croaked.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart.” His deep voice growled as he sat there in all his naked glory.

“I-hm, I want you inside me.” Jensen quickly obliged as he lined himself with your entrance. Your mouth both sucked in a breath when he slipped his cock into you.

“You need to move.” He almost pulled out, leaving only his tip inside you before pushing all of him back in again. You buckled up your hips to match with his thrusts, making him groan. Your pussy clenched around him as the knot in your stomach tightened once again.

“Fuck Y/N!” He growled as his thrusts started to become sloppy.

“I am gonna-Jay!” your back arched as the coil in your stomach snapped and you felt yourself coming undone for the second time that night. Jensen thrusted a few more times before he spilled his seed inside you, coating your walls. “Shit Y/N!” He panted as he dropped his head into the crook of your neck. Pressing his lips on yours, he pulled out of you and rolled over, both of you panting hard, as you came down from your high before he got up to get a piece of cloth to clean you both up.

You were lying in his arms, basking in the post-coital bliss, both of you still in an euphoric state when those fateful words were muttered. “I think I'm in love with you.” The sentence slipped out before you could have stopped yourself and that's when you felt him beside you stiffen up.

“I thought we agreed this thing to be no-strings attached.” He said, his voice hard as rock as he spat the words out, making you wince at the sheer intensity of disgust in those ten little words.

“I-I thought, I'm sorry. I know what I got myself into,” you scoffed, “How was I such an idiot, to believe that you, out of all people, could ever love me?” You left the soft hotel bed, wrapping yourself with the white sheet to cover your modesty and self-respect or what was left of it.

“Where are you going?” Jensen asked as he watched you pick up the pieces of your clothing strewn about the room, putting them back on as you tried to swallow the lump in your throat.

‘Was that concern in his voice?’ You wondered but you decided not to voice your thoughts instead you retorted, “No-strings attached, remember? I am going back to my room.” And that was the last thing you said before you left hurriedly.

Closing the door behind you, you burst into tears. You almost ran back into your room because you didn't want to be seen by anyone and read some nasty headline on the celebrity gossip page the next day.

You didn't know how long you cried, lying there in your bed as you blamed yourself for completely messing up a good relationship. Wait, why were you even calling your arrangement a relationship?

That man didn't do relationships. How could you be so stupid to say those words to him? Maybe deep down inside, you had hoped that Jensen felt the same about you but after tonight all your hopes had been turned to dust. You laid motionless in your bed with tears streaming down your cheeks until two short knocks on your door interrupted your pity party.

A sense of fear seeped into you. Did someone see you in the hallway? You wondered. Gathering up a bit of courage you opened the door to find the man you least expected to show up on the other side.

“Wha-” Jensen barged into the room, closing the door behind him.

“Sarah, my last girlfriend she-I loved her, God did I love her but she took advantage and stabbed me in the back, left me there in the pool of my own blood.” He let out a shaky breath.

You still remembered that night in the trailer clearly. You and Jensen were still getting to know each other and you had never seen him have a breakdown like that. Sarah had used Jensen's name to get further in the industry and used his money but then she had owned up to never loving him and cheating on him with another man. Thomas was sick so Jared had to leave immediately while you had stayed with him that night in the trailer because you knew if you left him alone, he would have drowned himself in alcohol.

“I swore off dating, then you came along. After our first night in my Vancouver apartment, I didn't want to let you go. You were also healing from your last breakup and we both needed something to release the tension so I asked you to be my friend with benefits.”

“Jay-”

“Let me complete because I owe you an explanation and I'm here to give you one. All this time I was thinking that my feelings towards you were not romantic because I was scared to fall in love again until tonight when I watched you storm out of my room. I realised that I was lying to everyone including myself and I don't think I can live with that. ” You searched his face to find any sort of pity or a lie but all you saw were eyes filled with adoration for you. “Now I know I'm an idiot and I have royally fucked everything up but I think I'm ready to take a leap and I don’t want anyone but you by my side.”

You didn't even know when you had started crying. Jensen came closer to you, cupping your face, he whispered, “I want you, all strings attached.”

“Am I really the person you want?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?” A look of confusion descended on his face.

“Okay. I can give us a chance but I need you to be all in. I want you with all your strings attached as well.” You said, your lips curling up to form a soft smile.

“I am all in.” He said and leaned in, capturing your lips with his. Your one hand moved to the back of his neck and another gripped his bicep to ground yourself. It was a soft kiss filled with love and new promises.

“I do have one condition.” You said after breaking the kiss.

“I agree.” Jensen said, pecking your lips.

“You didn't even hear it.”

“I don't have to. I agree with it.” He smiled.

“Well then, no sex for one month.” You smirked as you Jensen's mouth fell open.

“One month?”

“You already agreed to it.” You giggled when he pouted at you. “Oh don't make that face. You have two hands, use them.”

“What about kissing?”

“I think I can allow kissing.” You chuckled making him sigh in relief.

“I love you and I'm a dumbass for not realising it before.” Your heart swelled in your chest as you heard him say those words back. “And I think Jared is going to earn some betting money in the morning when we walk into the room hand in hand.”

“We are telling everyone about us? So no secret meetings?”

“No secret meetings. I will shout it from the rooftops that you're mine because like I told you, I want you with all the strings attached.”

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gothic-aesthetic-gal · 4 years ago

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Warnings: Some mild violence and gore (in keeping with the level you might read in classic gothic literature)

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Chapter 9 - Unholy Communion

Finding wolfsbane had not been easy, indeed, it had taken you all night. When finally you did find some, clinging to a rocky outcrop on the fringes of the valley, the sun was about to rise. Folding you into his pale ashen cloak, Herbert flew you both back with mere minutes to spare before the suns rays began to poke above the clifs and flood the valley below with light.

Stumbling into the entrance hall and pausing for your head to stop spinning from the speed of the flight, you ran to the kitchen clutching the bundle of leafy stems. You set to boiling a large pan of water and grinding the soft parts of the plant into a paste with the pestle and mortar. Adding the paste to the boiling water to create a strange liquid not unlike absynthe in its appearance, you rushed it upstairs to the count.

He was lying motionless in the bed as Herbert sat anxiously in a nearby chair. Passing the glass to him, he attempted to get his father to drink it, which he did very slowly.

You knew now that you would have to wait to see if it had any effect. Herbert looked tired so you convinced him to go and rest at least for a short while and he left you alone with Krolock.

You fetched more of the liquid, in hopes that the more he drank the quicker it might heal him. He struggled to drink and could barely be roused from sleep, saying nothing coherent for a couple of hours. After a while he seemed to become ever so slightly more lucid.

"Y/n". He whispered

"Yes, i'm here." You said quickly taking his gaunt hand into your own.

As you did so you noticed faint dark lines on his palm. Tracing them up his arm, folding up the sleeve of his white shirt, you found the source. The bite was festering, raised teeth marks lined in purple and the black lines of capilaries fanned out like lightning around the wound. You thought again about what the book had said: the bite of the werewolf had posioned his blood. The wolfsbane would not work with this late stage of infection, unless...

a desperate thought lingered in your mind.

He groaned and his face twisted and crumpled in pain. You pushed your fear aside as best you could; he had risked his life to save yours. You returned to the kitchen and dipped the cup into the green mixture until it was full. Then you began to drink it and the bitter taste was like nettles. After drinking as much as you could, you returned to the room and sat beside the count.

He seemed to notice your presence, and turned his face toward you.

"Y/n, my time is near. I, I want you to know... I am so glad that you came here, I -"

"Shhhhh" you interrupted, "it's okay, it will be alright".

He seemed to know then what you intended to do and his eyes widened.

"No, you can't", he said struggling in an attempt to sit up.

"It will be okay." You replied, firmly.

"Y/n... please"

"Let me do this" you commanded, rolling up your own sleeve.

You cradled his head in your lap and took a deep breath. Then you pressed your arm to his mouth. At first he seemed to fight it, but it was not long before you felt the sharp pinch of two sharp teeth against your skin. In that moment you closed your eyes and focused on controlling your fear. Then there was a sudden jolt of pain as the teeth pierced the flesh, followed immediately by a strange rush of light-headed ecstasy.

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myfavsports · 6 years ago

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Rene Rinnekangas is Clif Best Line Award Winner at the Burton US Open 2019

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jawritter · 4 years ago

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The Arrangement

Part 18

Summery: You are a young girl that was raised in a small church in Dallas, TX. One of the only churches left in the state that still practices arranged marriages. When your betrothed ran off to California you thought you'd escape the fate you were trained for ever since a small child. Now upon the death your parents your fate seemed to be inescapable as he's returned, and is ready to take you as his bride.

Book Warnings: Arranged marriage, loss of virginity, smut, unprotected sex, angst, language, suicide attempt, battles with anxiety, struggles with mental illness, age gap (about 11 years), I think that’s it, chapters will have warnings of their own!

Chapter Warnings: Angst, social anxiety, some fluff in there, I think that’s everything.

Word Count: 2219

A/N: This book is a book about Christian and church based arranged marriages, I would like to take this moment to say that I DO NOT have ANYTHING against the Chirstian faith, and mean absolutely no harm to anyone! Especially Jensen’s family! This is a complete work of fiction, and should be treated as such!

Beta’d by the amazing @deanwanddamons who was awesome enough to do all this for me! It was a lot of work, and she deserves all the praise for it!!

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

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You don't really remember the rest of the flight into California. You slept pretty successfully most of the way,which surprised you a great deal, seeing as you were so nervous about flying to begin with; but the combined nervousness, and lack of sleep last night because of said nervousness, helped you drift off nuzzled safely in Jensen's arms, and knock out without much of an issue.

Jensen gently shook you awake after the plane had landed and was now holding your hand as he guided you through the airport toward the car that was waiting for you all.

Clif was gracious enough to get everyone's bags and things, so that you all could go hide in the car, safely away from fans. No one wanted to get the fandom's hopes up about a reboot, just in the event that it didn't happen; and every time Jensen and Jared were seen together there was a fresh waive or rumors concerning the return of the show.

You couldn't wrap your head around the way people seemed to flock to them, stalk them, and follow them around to no end. Sitting on the computer for days, looking for a sighting of them.

Jensen had been slowly introducing you into this lifestyle of being married to someone like him. He'd been taking you on dates and things close to home, and you knew it was only a matter of time before someone posted your picture online, and everyone learned your name. Jensen knew that as well, so he'd been slowly teaching you how to deal with all this madness.

Today, the fans got a picture with you at the airport, so you assumed by now that everyone in the fandom was speculating, and trying to tear you apart bit by bit. That's one reason why you didn't have social media, even though Jensen didn’t mind if you had it or not. He really didn't care for it, but it was necessary because of his line of work, advertising and what not.

You just didn’t want to see it. All the rumors and things that were bound to circulate about you. The way the two of you married wasn’t exactly “normal”, well for most American’s anyway, and you were sure people would still favor his ex wife over you ,even though she was the one that cheated on him.

No one tried to approach as all of you made your way to the car, while Clif gathered up everyone’s things, and you were grateful for that. You had enough of ‘being out in the wild’ as Jared called it.

Jensen's phone beeped and he pulled it from his pocket, looking down at it. Your heart started to hammer in your chest at an alarming rate.Was he already getting flack about being married to you? Would the fandom convince him that he should leave you?

"Looks like they got our rooms ready for us. All Clif has to do is pick up our keys, and we can go straight there. They said the meeting isn't until tomorrow. So we got today to rest up before the crazy starts."

You sat there looking up at him. His arm wrapped around you the best that he could in the car. 'Before the crazy starts.' What did he mean by that?

"Oh yeah," Jared said, shaking his head like he was amused at Jensen's lack of enthusiasm. "You know tomorrow will be long. Sitting in a room all day, trying to make everyone happy and meet everyone's demands before the show comes back."

Jensen just hummed in agreement, looking out the window as Clif pulled the car off toward the main road, dodging people as he went.

Jensen's phone went off again and he laughed a little before silencing it.

"Looks like Y/N has made quite the impression on the cast already. Felicia, Brianna, Rob, and Richard want us to all meet them for dinner tonight so they can meet her." he said to Jared with what you thought may have been a proud smirk, but you weren't so sure.

Your heart jumped up in your chest, and you quickly looked down at your lap so that he couldn’t see how nervous you were. Of course he saw right through you. He'd learned your every move. The man was more observant than you gave him credit for.

Squeezing you tighter to him, he puts a light peak on your forehead. "It's okay baby girl, they will love you."

You half smiled at him and snuggled yourself into his side, thankful for the bucket seats in the back of the SUV. He calms you, even when you feel like everything is raging against you. His warmth, his smell, the way you can lightly hear his heartbeat through his chest keeps you grounded when nothing else seems to be able to.

California was so different than what you had expected it to be. There seemed to be people everywhere. Everything was so bright all the time. The weather was warm, maybe even warmer than Texas, and it was December. Everything seemed a little more free here.

Upon arrival at the hotel, Clif ran and grabbed everyone's key cards, and once we were all settled into our rooms with little difficulty Jensen came and wrapped his arms around you.

"How are you doing sweetheart? Are you okay today?"

Letting him surround you with his strong arms, and pull you into his chest, you close your eyes and just let him hold you in that moment. You were tired, that was for sure, even though you had slept on the plane. You were stressed.Things were about to change, and the last time things changed a great deal for you, let's be honest, you lost a lot, and your mind felt like it just couldn't keep up with it all. Then there was this dinner thing tonight.

"I’m okay. Jensen, Do you really think this whole meeting your friends for dinner thing and bringing me along is a good idea? I mean, Jared still isn't my biggest fan. What if they all hate me too?"

Jensen placed his forehead on top of yours, making you look him in the eyes.

"Baby, everything is going to be fine. Jared is coming around. Don't worry about him, and as far as everyone else, they aren't as protective over me as Jared is. So don't worry. Everything will be just fine."

Jensen didn't seem nervous, even though you felt like you wanted to jump out of your skin. Looking down at yourself as he pulled away from you for a moment, you decided that maybe a shower and fixing yourself up a little bit wouldn't hurt. Fans may be out and about, and people knew what you looked like now. So going to the restaurant looking like a hobo wasn't really the best idea probably.

"I'm going to go take a shower, and get ready for tonight." you tell him quietly. He nods, giving you a little bit of space and time to yourself.

"Okay, I'm going to go call them and see where we all are meeting, and what time they want to meet up. I don't want to be out too late, I want to have some alone time with you tonight."

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Less than three hours later you found yourself with Jensen sliding his hand in yours as the elevator descended to the bottom floor of the hotel. Jensen said the restaurant that all of you were eating at was walking distance from where you were staying, and you two should be fine just walking, that Jared was going to walk with the two of you as well.

You physically trembled with nerves, but you said nothing, just clung to Jensen's hand like if you let go you'd die.

"Everything is going to be fine Y/N.We've been married now for a while, they're going to love you. We've got a private table in the back of the restaurant, so fans won't be a problem. This is California, so they're used to seeing people like us in the area. Walking there isn't going to be an issue. Just relax baby." he said, bending down and kissing your lips lightly as the elevator came to a stop, pulling away just before the doors opened.

You could already see Jared standing in the foyer of the hotel, looking around at the different flyers and things that were set up for tourists. He towered a good head and shoulders over most people in the building, so it wasn't like he was hard to spot.

The walk to the little place that was something like a sports bar was only about three blocks up from the hotel.just as Jensen said.here was no one that even gave the three of you a second look. Jensen and Jared made fun of each other and anyone they saw along the way, laughing and joking like two teenage boys, rather than two grown ass men.

Once inside the place, the hostess took you to the back of the place and seated you in a room where everyone was already waiting. The little room was completely concealed from the rest of the restaurant. Felica, Briana, Rob, and Richard all yelled their greeting as the three of you came into the room. They were like a bunch of kids that hadn't seen each other for a long time, each one getting up to greet the boys individually.

"Jen, is this your wife?" the blonde woman you knew to be Briana from watching the con videos, said. You didn't realize you were hiding slightly behind him until you noticed that she had to lean around Jensen to come face to face with you.

"Yeah, everyone this is Y/N. Y/N this is Rob, Richard, Briana, and Felica."

They all greeted you warmly, but kept their distance, almost scensing you were nervous. Was it that obvious?

"Y/N a little shy guys, she's not used to all this, this all new to her." Jensen said, squeezing you tightly and planting a kiss on top of your forehead as he guided you around the table, sitting you next to Felica, before taking a seat on the other side of you.

"So you guys ready for tomorrow?" Rob asked Jensen.The two of them dove into speculation and theories as to what was going to be brought to the table tomorrow. You sat there quietly as you watched all of them talk about things that were above your head. That went on for most of the dinner, only really breaking from their casual flowing conversation as the orders were taken and food was brought. You couldn't help but feel awkward, because you had nothing to interject into the conversation, then you couldn't help but be glad you didn't have to talk.You were a complicated creature.

"Y/N, how are you liking being married to Jensen?" Felica asked, leaning over and talking quietly as the boys were joking and making bets on if they would get this or that if they agreed to come back. Briana leaned into the conversation as well now, interested to hear what you were going to say.

"It's great! Jensen is wonderful." You really didn't know what to say.

In all honesty even though you and Jensen had been married for months, you really were just now starting to get to know each other, and getting comfortable with each other.

"I know that you guys didn't come by marriage the conventional way, but I can tell you this, the man is head over heels for you." Briana said, taking a swig of her drink, looking at you more like a motherly figure than probably should have been allowed at this table of over grown adult children.

You smiled tightly and nodded, not really responding as you looked back down at your hands folded in your lap.

The conversation carried on from there with them getting to know you a little more as the men acted... well, like themselves.

It was finally time for the night to come to a close, and everyone stood and said their goodbyes. You were just about to walk out of the room with Jensen, when Briana yelled at you over the guys heads, running up to grab your arm.

"Felicia and I can't go to the meeting in the morning. Our isn't until tomorrow. Let's go get our nails done while we wait for the guys to come back and tell us the news!!!"

"Yes let's do it!" Felica interjected before you could get a word in.

"Well it's settled, two against one, we will pick you tomorrow Y/N!!" Briana said, grabbing her coat, kissing Jensen on the check and running off. You just stood there blinking for a moment. More social interaction. Great!!

"You will get used to her." Felica said, laughing as Jared grabbed her hat and took off running with it toward the street, and she chased after him yelling profanities, and laughing.

Jensen laughed by your side, slipping his arm around you. You looked up at him, just watching him as he interacted with his old cast mates. He looked years younger around his friends when he finally let himself go. You couldn't deny him this opportunity to be around everyone again, and if they decided to bring the show back, seeing him like this was worth the fear.

You only hoped one day he'd laugh with you like that.

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miragehoseok · 3 years ago

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Get to know me tag 🌻

Tagged by the loveliest @blueside-hobi

When is your birthday? March 12th

What is your favourite colour? It’s been purple since before I could even say the word purple. But lately I’ve really been loving pastel green

What's your lucky number? 12

Do you have any pets? not currently :(

How tall are you? 5'6

How many pairs of shoes do you have? Probably 12? idk really.

What's your favourite song? Too difficult. You can’t do this to me.

Favourite movie? Prospect, 3-iron, and Rogue One. I can’t possibly choose between them.

What would be your ideal partner? Just someone who can be a best friend as well as a partner. I’m really not particular. I’ll know them when I meet them.

Do you want children? Yes, very much.

Have you gotten in trouble with the law? Never

What colour socks are you wearing? None. I despise wearing socks unless it’s cold

Bath or shower? Shower

Favourite type of music? Pop/rock I guess. I feel like there’s no clear lines in genre nowadays so I don’t even know what I listen to.

How many pillows do you sleep with? Two or three. I must be surrounded

What position do you sleep in? I toss around so freaking much, but always hugging a pillow.

What don't you like when you're sleeping? I need to be cuddling something. If I’m not I cannot sleep well. I seek closeness with literally anything nearby- usually it’s a pillow, but I’ve also woken myself numerous times because I rammed my head into the wall trying to get close it to ahaha.

What do you have for breakfast? Usually not much- cereal, a clif bar, always some kind of fruit

Have you ever tried archery? No, but I enjoy axe throwing!

Favourite fruit? Cherries

Favourite swear word? I don’t have one. I tend to not use them.

Do you have any scars? I have one on my finger from burning myself on an iron. The rest have faded

Are you a good liar? Not really

What's your personality type? INFJ or ENFJ- I’m pretty much 51/49 in terms of introvert/extrovert...

What's your favourite type of girl? uhhh idk?

Left or right handed? Right handed.

Favourite food? Give me a poke bowl or some coconut shrimp and I’m a happy, happy camper.

Are you clean or messy? Pretty clean.

Favourite foreign food? Most of my favorite foods are “foreign” because the US has almost no original foods lol

How long does it take for you to get ready? An hour-ish

Most used phrase? I honestly don’t know

Are you a good singer? I’m not bad

Do you sing to yourself? Constantly

Biggest fear? Drowning

Do you like long or short hair? My hair tends to stay just above my shoulder.

Are you into gossip? Not particularly

Extrovert or introvert? Very in between. I recharge through alone time but as soon as I’m recharged I get lonely VERY quickly.

Favourite school Subject? Mythology was my favorite class I ever took in HS. History also.

What makes you nervous? Multiple people trying to talk to me at once tends to send me into a panic

Who was your first real crush? He was in my piano class in middle school. I don’t remember his name.

How many piercings do you have? Just the lobes

How fast can you run? Not fast

What makes you angry? Idiocy

Do you like your own name? Eh. It’s ok.

What are your weaknesses? Needing to think too much before I act and doubting myself

What are your strengths? I will work harder than anyone to get a job done and achieve what I want

What is the colour of your bedspread? It’s squares of cream, gray, mauve, and tan. It’s very pretty. :)

Colour of your room? It’s like a dark cream color. idk how to explain it.

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lindsayisfindingflow · 4 years ago

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Birthday 50K race report

Intro and tl;dr version:

A year ago I was looking forward to this Fall for a few different reasons: Fall racing (which is always my favorite), and my 30th birthday, which is a great excuse to go on a fun trip. Obviously neither of those were going to be possible this year, so this Summer I started to think about other fun ways to celebrate my birthday and do something that would give me a sense of accomplishment similar to a big race. Doing something like a solo marathon or half did not sound appealing - I need a race setting to distract myself from the pain. I thought going for a new distance seemed doable though, so I eventually decided I could try to run 30 miles for my 30th birthday. Then figured that I might as well add the extra 1.1 to make it a 50K. My birthday is two days after Halloween, so the run became 31 miles on the 31st for my 30th birthday. I also liked this plan because it gave me a chance to celebrate with friends in a more covid-friendly way (i.e. outdoors). And to keep this tl;dr I finished in 5:14:11 including refueling and restroom stops. I had several friends run and bike with me, which made most of the miles fly by, and it was a great way to celebrate my birthday.

Race morning:

I ran at a park about 35 minutes away from home that is very flat and has trails suitable for horses (wide, well maintained, combination of gravel and dirt). I didn’t plan my exact route beforehand, so the distance is unofficial. I figured I would just run loops with breaks at the parking lot to refuel. Since this was the day before Daylight Savings ended sunrise was around 8:15, so that was my planned start time.

Loop 1 (8.3 miles)

I ran this with my runner friend, Thomas. He got lost on the way there, and I thought I was going to be running the first loop solo, but fortunately he called right before I was about to take off. Once he found the right parking lot and got everything together (and once I got my Garmin live tracking working), we took off. It was my first time seeing Thomas since September, so it was nice to catch up. It was a pretty cold start, around 35 degrees, but there was lots of sun and hardly any wind. There was tall grass surrounding most of the trail, which was covered in frost and and sparkling in the rising sun. When we reached the portapotty at mile 3.5 we both made a quick pit stop, and then made the final 1 mile loop before turning back. About a mile out from the parking lot we started at I spotted two my tri friends, and they joined our running group. When I made it back to the parking lot another tri friend was there on his bike. I refilled my water bottle, grabbed some more clif blocks, and headed out for loop two.

Loop 2 (8.3 miles)

The 5 of us started together, but one of my tri friends, Eric, is getting back into running and wanted to do a longer run. He and the guy on the bike (Brian) decided to fall back a bit. So it was Thomas, Stephanie and I... fortunately Stephanie is pretty chatty, so the next loop flew by just as fast as the first. When we were about two miles out from the parking lot (so around mile 15) two other tri friends, Chris and Stephanie showed up. Then a mile out we found Ryan. Since a few people are more 10 minute milers than 9 minute milers I tried to slow down a bit so everyone could hang together. When I got back to the parking lot I expected Thomas and Stephanie 1 to drop off, but Thomas decided he wanted to do 20 miles, and Stephanie said she could do a few more miles too. One other friend, Danielle, was there to run as well. So after another water bottle refill we headed out again for just over 3 miles. I was feeling pretty good for being almost 17 miles in, which was promising.

Loop 3 (3.2 miles)

We decided to take a slightly different route this time around, and it ended up being a bit muddy/puddle-filled. At this point my legs were starting to get fatigued, so the mud and puddle dodging was more tiring than it was on the first two loops. Ryan, Chris, and Stephanie 2 all turned around around a couple of minutes early, while Stephanie 1, Thomas, Danielle, and I ran somewhere around 1.6 miles out. As we turned I could tell Stephanie 1 and Thomas were tired, the extra 3 miles were longer than either of them planned for. When we got back to the parking lot I was just under 20 miles, and I figured it was the perfect time for a more extended break, where I could reapply sunscreen, put on my mask, and stop into the (indoor!) bathroom.

Fun story: I almost got myself locked in the bathroom. The door didn’t have a real knob to turn for the lock, but there was a small hole I could still stick my finger in to lock the door. It was a little rusty though and so afterwards I couldn’t get it to go the other way! I tried sticking my nail in but they were soft from sweat, so I couldn’t get it to move. I was just about ready to roll under the partition when it finally came undone.

The one thing I didn’t do on this break is refill my water bottle, because it still felt half full and I wanted to switch what I was drinking on the next bottle. I figured we’d do another short loop and head back.

Loop 4 (5 miles)

Once I got going again it was just Danielle and I. We got to chat a bit more now that the group was smaller, which was nice because she lives a bit further away so I don’t see her as much. About 2 miles into this loop I ran out of water. I told myself I’d turn around soon after so I could go back and get more, but we ended up doing a short loop instead of an out and back. After a little over a mile without fluids I asked Danielle if I could steal some of her water, and fortunately she had enough to spare and dumped some of her water into my bottle.

When we got back to the parking lot I knew this would be my last stop before the “finish line,” so I quickly refilled my water bottle, then walked around the parking lot to get in a bit more mileage while I waited for Danielle to be ready. Brian (the guy who had been on the bike most of the day) was there as well, and he said he was going to run to the 2nd parking lot with us (about 1.5 miles) then wait for us and run back. Brian had a mountain biking accident earlier in the year that resulted in a broken rib, so he was still getting back into running. By the time we were ready to go I was right around 25 miles, so I decided that a 3.05 mile out and back would be the best way to finish the run.

Loop 5 (6.1 miles)

As we headed out for the last leg of the run I noted how much less reactive my legs were to the puddles and mud spots along the trail. But I knew that 3 miles out was a short run, and then I’d just have to make it back. A little before hitting the 2nd parking lot I reached 26.2 miles on my watch, which meant that it was all a distance PR from there (give or take some GPS error). Once we hit the 2nd parking lot Brian fell back, and Danielle and I were on our own again. After going through the underpass to cross a major road we ran into Eric and another tri friend Claudia, both of whom were on bike now. They joked about how difficult it was to find us and then started following along. Getting to mile 28 seemed like it was taking forever at this point - Danielle and I were both tired so neither of us were talking much, and I’d reached that point in any long race where you feel like you aren’t checking your watch much, but every time you check only .1 miles has passed. Once my watch finally showed 28.05 I turned around, and the miles seemed to pass a little quicker from there. Danielle and I took our last walk break right before the underpass, and we both laughed about how long those last couple of miles felt. Shortly after that we picked up Brian, and the five of us were heading into the home stretch. With about a half mile to go Eric and Claudia biked ahead, and Danielle and Brian started dropping back a bit (or I was speeding up 🤷‍♀️😆). As I made my way around the final bend I saw my husband, Claudia, and Eric taking a video. I waved as I passed, then checked my watch for 31.1. I did it! I was a (very unofficial) ultra-marathoner!

Post run:

My husband had gotten there a bit earlier, but he went to pick up some doughnuts and coffee, so this was my first time seeing him. Shortly after I finished Danielle and Brian came through, and we all stood around for awhile to eat donuts and chat (Danielle and I also had some chips I brought because I knew they’d be the best post-run).

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Star Crossed: Falling Star

Summary: Jensen has played a hero for the better part of a decade but being one in real life was far more terrifying. All he knows is that he had to protect (Y/N) at all cost even that of his own life. With her stalker fan behind bars, they are faced with the ultimate decision of the next steps in their blossoming relationship. Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader Rating: M - Mature Warnings: Angst Word Count: 1328 A/N: None

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In three hundred and something episodes, Jensen had faced down all kinds of monsters and weapons as Dean Winchester. Fans had often asked him at conventions what he would do in a real life scenario if he would be as brave as Dean. Standing in front of the woman he loved as someone pointed a gun at them had his body stiff with fear.

“You don’t want to do this.” He said, trying to keep his voice steady and calm, “You don’t want to hurt anyone.”

If it were not for the man holding the small gun at them, Jensen would have tackled him to the ground. He glanced down at his phone to see the screen black with a large crack through it. He needed to buy them some time so the guards could get to them.

“What’s your name?”

The man took his eyes off (Y/N) and narrowed them on him, “She knows my name. I’ve written hundreds of letters to her. Been to every concert she’s ever had in Kansas and Missouri. She’s written my name a dozen times from meet and greets. She’s the only one who needs to know it.”

Jensen looked back to (Y/N) whose eyes were wide not with recognition but with fear. He knew at that moment she had no idea who the man was in front of them. When he caught movement from his direction, Jensen turned back seeing him move into the room.

“I want you to admit that you’re just using her. Tell her that you’re like all the other men in her life and will break her heart. I want you to stop leading her on so she can finally be with me… her true soulmate.”

He felt her shaking hand press against his back before she stepped beside him, “AJ, right? You like to go by AJ.”

The man’s lips curled into a satisfied smile, “See, she knows exactly who I am.”

“O-Of course, you were really sweet and patient waiting in line to talk with me. I, um, I signed your album and we had a lovely chat.” She continued gripping Jensen’s arm now standing slightly in front of him.

AJ sighed lowering the weapon a little, “Yes in Chicago, that is where we bumped into one another. I was going to school then but it only got in the way of us being together.”

“That’s right, I bumped into you and felt so bad. I think I called you by your formal name as well then and felt terrible for not remembering you prefer AJ. I’m sorry about that again hun.”

Jensen was in awe of the bravery (Y/N) was having trying to reason and calm her fan down. She was defusing the situation and buying them all the time they needed for Clif to get there. However, the pathetic whimper that came from the man’s lips made his stomach churn when she called him hun. He slowly placed his hand on her back to reassure her that he was right there.

“That’s okay. Just Alec was my father’s name and I hated him.” AJ got a distant look in his eyes as if recalling something, “He doesn’t matter, no one does except for you.”

AJ looked at (Y/N) with a renewed determination as she spoke, “I-I’m glad I mean so much to you and my music.”

“Now, to cut out the dead weight so we can move on with our life together. C’mere (Y/N).” AJ held out his hand pointing the gun at Jensen with the other.

“AJ, you don’t need to hurt either of us. We can just leave and I’m sure Jensen won’t bother us again. Right?” She looked up at him with expectant eyes.

Jensen nodded, “Right.”

AJ shook his head, “I don’t believe him. I’ve seen how he looks at you and he’ll never let you go. I admire that about him and know how it feels. I know that the only way to truly have him out of our life is by this…”

Time slowed to an impossible pace. The echo of the shot ringing in his ears as several things happened at once. (Y/N) cried out stepping in front of him. Jensen grabbed her arms, shoving her out of the way just as a searing pain pierced through his skin just under his ribs. He dropped to the floor grasping his stomach hearing (Y/N) scream his name. Then there was another sickening thud as Clif fell to the floor with AJ beneath him.

The slowing thump of his heart filled his ears. His arms and legs were getting heavier by the second. A warm pool surrounded his body on the floor as (Y/N)’s beautiful face came into his sight.

“Hold on Jensen. Oh god, please hold on… the paramedics are almost here.”

He tried to reach out to her but his arm would not move and darkness was starting to enclose around his eyes, “(Y-Y/N)...” Everything went black.

It had been a week since (Y/N)’s fan had broken into his home and tosh him. He was still in the hospital recovering from surgery and catching up on everything that happened afterwards. He had not seen (Y/N) and according to Addy she was staying at his house with her. Waiting for Jared to come back with some food, Jensen continued to scroll through his social media.

Fans were tweeting their love and support for both of them. He tried to scroll through as many as he could before the emotions from that day choked him. Setting his phone down, he tried to close his eyes and could only see that moment happening over and over again.

“Hey.”

Jensen opened his eyes to see Jared holding a tray from the cafeteria, “Hey Jare.”

He took a few small bites of the jello while Jared ate a burger. Neither of them spoke as they were both lost in their own thoughts. He was dying to see (Y/N) and hold her, to know she was truly okay. Addy had told him that she was by his bedside until he had woken up. He pulled up her Instagram post of (Y/N) sitting beside him.

Unable to take the silence he asked, “Why won’t she come see me?” His voice sounded weak and small, aggravating him.

“She needs time to process everything, Jensen. We… she watched you…” Jared could not finish his sentence looking at him with glossy eyes, “We didn’t know if you would wake up. I think she feels guilty for it.”

Jensen pushed the tray away from him, “I need to see her. I need to know she’s okay. That we’re okay. I… I can’t lose her…”

His hands covered his face as tears streamed down his cheeks. He felt Jared’s long arms wrap around him and for the first time in their long friendship. Jensen let the dam break, crying on his best friend’s shoulder.

Soon, Jensen was released to go back home to finish his recovery. Tina and Jared helped him inside the front door. Addy stood from the couch walking over to him and squeezed his hand.

“Good to see you up and about.”

He gave her a tight smile as his eyes locked onto (Y/N)’s form sitting on the couch, “Can I have a moment, please?”

The others walked towards the kitchen without a word as he made his way slowly over to her. He stared at her for a moment not believing this was the same woman he fell in love with. There was a hardness in her eyes and it shook him to his core.

“Pretty girl…” She flinched at his nickname for her, “(Y/N)?”

She closed her eyes taking a deep breath before turning towards him, “We need to talk.”

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