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[livingdeadblondequeen]

Tangled Hearts Pt 1

Pairing: Jenneel x Reader

Summary: Jensen and Danneel meets one of their favorite actresses who is also a fan. What happens when sparks fly?

Rated Mature/Explicit: there be smut ahead!

Tags: Threesome, explicit sexual content,

AN: This is a work of fiction. I mean no disrespect to the actors or their families. Best to think that I am writing an alternate reality version of them and events (Some of this is to myself so that I can alter timelines a little.) It starts in 2014.

I try to keep the Y/N’s appearance as neutral as possible. However, I will have mentions of the Y/N looking up at Danneel, so I do have her as shorter. I just don’t state how much of a difference.  

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A wave of cool air hit Y/N right in the face as she and her fellow The Walking Dead co-stars returned to their hotel after a late dinner. San Diego Comic-Con remained a whirlwind of excitement, and Y/N was still buzzing from the event's electrifying energy. The fans' unwavering enthusiasm for the show, and especially for her character, was a constant source of amazement. A few devoted fans had approached them outside, their voices filled with praise and excited questions, causing her and Norman to be the last ones of their group to make it inside. The continued love for the show, a testament to its enduring quality, was a comforting warmth against the cool night air.

The two of them caught up with the others and headed to the hotel bar for some drinks. Y/N noticed Lauren had broken off from them and was now off to the side with a man and a woman. She thought they were fans for a second, but once Y/N got a better look, her breath caught. Lauren was talking to Jensen and Danneel Ackles. 

Jensen’s classically handsome features and intense gaze created a compelling aura. His confidence was readily apparent, yet he projected an easygoing charm that invited interaction. A playful spark in his eyes and a slow, knowing smile suggested a man capable of captivating a room without speaking. His casual attire, a button-down shirt worn over a t-shirt, did not obscure the breadth of his shoulders or the strength of his arms.

Danneel, who was beside him, was even more strikingly beautiful than Y/N had thought. Her green sundress flattered her beautiful body but did not outshine the remarkable beauty of her face. Her auburn hair, framing her warm, mischievous brown eyes, seemed to hold countless stories, stories that deeply intrigued Y/N. Y/N had long admired, and perhaps even been infatuated with, the couple. 

Despite the distance, the warmth of their mutual smiles was evident, a silent acknowledgment of shared acquaintance and industry camaraderie. Y/N considered interrupting the trio to introduce herself. She would meet Jensen tomorrow before a panel they were both a part of, but she liked the idea of something more personal. She had just made up her mind when Lauren looked over, and their eyes met. Her friend’s smile brightened before she motioned for her to join them. Once she was close, Lauren spoke. "Y/N, I’d love for you to meet some friends of mine. Jensen and Danneel."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Y/N," Jensen said, extending his hand to her. "Dee and I are big fans of yours."

Y/N had been a core part of "The Walking Dead" since its inception, portraying Rick Grimes' sister. Her character's journey was one of immense change and growth, from the naive woman at the start of the apocalypse to the hardened survivor she became. Her ability to depict this transformation added significant depth and emotional resonance to the show, solidifying her as a beloved figure.

"Thank you. I'm a fan of yours, too," she replied, feeling the thrill of mutual respect. A warmth spread through her palm, a subtle heat that lingered even after Jensen released her hand. Conversations like these were the quiet joys in an actress's life, especially when they came from fellow actors she admired.

"Your performance and what you bring to your character has just been great to watch. Not to mention she is a badass," Danneel chimed in, her voice carrying genuine sincerity. Her lips quirked, and her eyes held a playful glint. “A beautiful badass at that.”

Y/N blinked, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected praise before preening a little. She couldn’t help it when hearing the compliment from such a gorgeous woman, especially given the complex dynamic of her character's relationship to Rick.

“It’s true,” Jensen added. “Dee never comes with me to Comic Con, but when she saw that we were both going to be on the Fan Favorites Panel, and that she'd have the chance to meet the woman who brought one of her favorite characters to life, she jumped at the chance to come with me.”

Y/N couldn’t help but giggle at the blush blossoming across Danneel’s cheeks. “That is sweet of you.”

“And thanks to us running into each other on our way in for a drink, you didn’t even have to wait until tomorrow,” Lauren commented with a laugh. 

”Speaking of which, I am sure your friends are waiting on you, so we won’t keep you.” Jensen stated as he nodded to where the rest of their castmates had disappeared. 

Y/N felt a pang of disappointment at the thought of ending the conversation with the couple and was about to suggest they meet up the next day if their busy schedules allowed when Lauren spoke up. “Why don’t you join us? Some of us weren’t ready to wrap up the night and figured some drinks after a day of traveling would help.”

“Oh, are you sure?” Danneel asked. “We don’t want to impose.”

“Yes!” Y/N answered, cringing at how quickly she responded. Clearing her throat, she tried again. “I mean, yes, you should join us. The others won’t mind a bit.” 

Jensen and Danneel nodded before Jensen motioned for the two women in front of them to lead the way. “Ladies.”

Y/N and Lauren headed into the bar and back to the set of tables that the cast had taken over. They looked up in greeting, and Lauren quickly introduced their guests. The waitress took their drink orders as they took their seats. Y/N was surprised when Danneel took the seat next to her instead of Lauren, but she guessed she shouldn’t be since Jensen was the one who worked with Lauren

The chatter in the group quickly started up again, including Jensen and Danneel, with little effort, talking about common people they worked with in the past that they had in common, though it wasn’t long before Y/N found herself mostly talking to the couple.

Y/N noticed a text coming in from Norman, which should have been odd since he was only a few seats down, but knowing Norman, it wasn’t. She glanced down at him, not surprised to see him looking at her. She excused herself from talking to Jensen and Danneel about a band that the three were all fans of and opened the Lock Screen on her phone.

N: Looks like you have some new admirers

Y/N: lol, yeah, I wish

N: Like they want to either worship the ground you walk on or just worship you. 

Y/N: Oh fuck off. 

N: 😍<-J & D looking at you

Y/N scoffed a little as she put her phone back down and returned to her conversation with a smile. 

Time passed quickly as they talked, and her castmates disappeared from their seats as they called it a night until only Y/N, Danneel, and Jensen remained. While Lauren and others sitting near them had been active participants in their discussion, that had dwindled to just the three of them over the last hour. The Ackles told Y/N about their little girl Justice, who was a few months past her first birthday, whereas Y/N talked about her life in Georgia and LA. It had been some time since Y/N felt as connected as she did to Jensen and Danneel. Especially so quickly.

As the conversation deepened, so did the unspoken current between them. Subtle touches, a lingering hand on her arm, Danneel's thigh brushing against hers, sent shivers down Y/N's spine. She was acutely aware of Danneel's proximity, the warmth of her body radiating against Y/N's side. Jensen, across from them, watched her with an intensity that made her breath catch.

Suddenly, Norman's earlier words echoed in her mind – were Jensen and Danneel… interested in her? The thought ignited a fire within her, a dangerous, exhilarating possibility. The longer they talked, the stronger the pull became, an undeniable attraction that had been simmering beneath the surface, finally breaking through.

Jensen glanced around the nearly deserted bar. Only he, Danneel, and Y/N remained; even the staff had retreated to the back room, the soft clinking of glasses now a distant murmur. "Ladies," he drawled, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "I think it's time we moved this party elsewhere."

Y/N, captivated by the way the dim light played across Jensen's features, the subtle shadow of stubble on his jaw, felt a thrill course through her. "I can't believe how long we've been talking," she confessed, her voice husky. "I'm not ready for the night to end."

Danneel, ever the observant one, smiled knowingly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Perhaps we could continue this conversation elsewhere? Perhaps you'd like to join us for another drink?" she suggested, her gaze lingering on Y/N, a silent invitation in the way her lips curved. "Up in our room."

Y/N's heart pounded, a frantic rhythm against her ribs. Was this a good idea? The thought of spending more time with Jensen and Danneel alone was both exhilarating and terrifying. But something in Danneel's gaze, a silent invitation laced with unspoken desires, made her say, "I wouldn't want to miss out."

"What do you have to offer?" Y/N asked, her voice barely a whisper, a playful challenge in her eyes. She leaned slightly, the soft fabric of her dress brushing against Danneel’s arm.

Jensen leaned forward, his eyes intense, the warmth of his gaze like a physical touch. "What do you want?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the air.

Y/N toyed with a strand of her hair, a playful smile gracing her lips. “Hmmm, whatever you have to offer," she teased, her eyes flickering between Jensen and Danneel.

Jensen and Danneel exchanged a knowing glance, a silent conversation passing between them, a shared understanding that sent a jolt of anticipation through Y/N. "Then," Jensen drawled, his voice husky with a promise that sent shivers down Y/N's spine, "you can have anything you want."

“How could I turn down an offer like that?” Y/N replied, a soft laugh escaping her lips as they stood.

Danneel smiled knowingly at Y/N, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she gestured toward the elevator. "Shall we?"

The elevator ride was electric, with a palpable hum of anticipation that crackled in the confined space. Y/N felt a thrill, a delicious anticipation, a sense of daring that made her pulse quicken and her core clench in need. She met their gazes with a knowing smirk playing on her lips, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken desires that hung heavily in the air. This was going to be an unforgettable night, a memory etched in the histories of her most intimate experiences.

The doors slid open with a soft sigh, revealing the dimly lit hallway of their floor. Jensen placed a casual, yet possessive, hand on her back, his fingers lightly tracing the curve of her spine, sending a shiver down her spine. He guided her toward their room, his touch a silent promise of the pleasures to come, with Danneel in front of them to unlock the door.

"Make yourself at home," Jensen said, his voice smooth and low, a silken caress that sent a wave of warmth through her. He gestured towards a sitting area with a sofa, its deep cushions promising comfort and relaxation. "Drinks?"

"Definitely," Y/N replied, her eyes sparkling with a playful challenge, a hint of mischief dancing in their depths. "I think some of Danneel’s wine sounds perfect."

Danneel moved with a fluid grace toward the minibar, her movements slow and deliberate, drawing Y/N's attention like a siren's call. Her slim, curvy figure moved with a quiet confidence. She poured three glasses of wine, the glass clinking softly in the quiet room, a delicate counterpoint to the unspoken tension. She handed one to her husband before she handed Y/N her glass, their fingers brushing as she did before taking the seat next to Y/N.

Y/N lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip, her eyes meeting Danneel's gaze over the rim, a spark of shared understanding passing between them. "Delicious.”

Jensen chuckled, a low rumble in his chest, and leaned in, his warm breath ghosting across her ear. "We aim to please," he murmured, a hint of playful dominance in his voice. He paused, his expression shifting to serious, his eyes searching hers. "Y/N, just so you know, at any point, if you want to stop or change your mind, just say so. No questions asked. Okay?"

"Yes," Y/N replied, a confident smile touching her lips, reassured by his sincerity. The warmth of his words dissolved any lingering hesitation. She felt in control, knowing this was a shared experience, a journey they were embarking on together. "What about birth control?"

Jensen and Danneel froze, a flicker of surprise crossing their faces. "I'm clean, and I'm on birth control," Y/N continued, "but I always use condoms as well."

"We're both clean, and I'm also on birth control," Danneel answered. "We... we don't typically use condoms. Not since before we were married."

"What Dee means," Jensen interjected, "is that we don't have any. This might be hard to believe, but we've never done anything like this before."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Really?"

"We've talked about it, of course," Jensen explained. "But we've never found anyone we felt this kind of connection with before now. Dee has been with other women, but never in this way, never with us both. We've never found anyone we felt this kind of connection with before now." "Oh," Y/N breathed, her gaze shifting between Danneel and Jensen.

“Have you?” Danneel asked curiously.

“Yes,” Y/N replied. “Never like this, where my partners were married to each other or seriously involved.”

“Then Dee and I are yours,” Jensen said, his voice low. He held out his hand. “We’ll do what you want. We haven’t felt this way before. We want to try this with you. We trust you to show us.” He stepped closer.

The air thrummed with unspoken desires, a palpable tension. Y/N gently cupped Jensen's jaw, tilting his head with a soft touch. Her lips met his, a tender kiss that spoke of unspoken desires, a gentle exploration. Jensen responded with an eager enthusiasm, his hand moving to the back of her neck, drawing her closer. A soft sigh escaped Y/N's lips as the kiss deepened, a sweet expression of her growing affection. When they parted, Danneel's eyes held a warm, inviting glint.

"Now," Y/N commanded, her voice a low purr, "for something more." She rose from the couch, her movements fluid and deliberate, and extended a hand to Danneel. "Come." Danneel, a playful smirk dancing on her lips, accepted the offered hand and stood, her eyes never leaving Y/N's. Y/N shifted her attention to Danneel, her fingertips tracing the sharp line of her cheekbone, a deliberate provocation. Her lips brushed against Danneel's, a fleeting, tantalizing touch. It was a slow, deliberate exploration of sensation, like they were trying to figure out all the best parts. Danneel's tongue traced the edge of Y/N's lips, eliciting a sharp, involuntary gasp.

Danneel moved with a smooth, easy grace, her movements fluid and purposeful. Y/N followed, their movements in sync, a silent dance of desire unfolding in the softly lit room. Danneel stepped in front of Y/N, her presence radiating a warm heat, a magnetic pull that drew Y/N closer. She reached out, her fingers tracing the delicate curve of Y/N's jaw, her touch sending shivers down Y/N's spine. Their lips met in a demanding kiss, a clash of tongues and teeth, a silent declaration of ownership, a merging of desires. Danneel unzipped her dress, the silky fabric whispering as it parted, revealing the dark green lace that hugged her curves. Y/N's breath hitched, her eyes widening at the sight of Danneel's beauty. Her hands moved to explore Danneel's body, tracing the lines of her hips, the swell of her breasts, the curve of her waist. Their eyes locked, a silent conversation passing between them.

Y/N’s top was undone with a few quick moves from Danneel. Then Y/N shrugged her top off, her gaze never leaving Danneel's. With a flick of her wrist, Danneel unbuttoned Y/N's jeans, pushing them down until they pooled at her feet, revealing dark black lace boyshorts underneath.

"Gorgeous," Danneel breathed, her gaze devouring Y/N's body. She took Y/N's hand, leading her to the bed.

As the women settled onto the mattress, their embrace deepened, their hands exploring each other's bodies while their kiss grew fierce. Danneel pushed Y/N back against the pillows before lying on top of her, their bodies molding together. A low moan escaped Y/N as Danneel's lips trailed down her neck. 

Y/N glanced at Jensen, who had risen and was undressing with a deliberate slowness. The soft light in the room illuminated the sculpted lines of his chest, the defined muscles of his arms and legs, and the smooth expanse of his stomach. Y/N's gaze lingered on the powerful lines of his thighs, the impressive size of his arousal, and the sheer, unadorned perfection of his body. A wave of heat washed over her, a primal appreciation for the sheer physicality of him and Y/N could not tear her eyes away.

“Come here,” she began, but a sharp gasp interrupted her as Danneel’s teeth gently nipped at her right nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through her, a delicious reminder of the power the other woman held over her at that moment.

Reaching for the beautiful man who was with them, her fingers closing around his hardness as Danneel removed her panties. Danneel moved between Y/N’s thighs. Y/N wrapped her hand around Jensen’s length, moving it in a slow, rhythmic motion. Danneel's fingers traced the delicate curve of Y/N's inner thigh, sending a shiver of anticipation through her. She lowered her head, her lips parting, her tongue darting out to taste the slick heat of Y/N's arousal.

Y/N gasped, her body arching involuntarily. Danneel's tongue worked its magic, teasing and tantalizing, sending waves of pleasure through her.

Craving a deeper connection, Y/N took him fully into her mouth, the length of him pressing against the soft tissue at the back of her throat. A low moan escaped her as she moved, her tongue tracing the delicate ridge along his tip. His hand tightened in her hair, a guttural sound rumbling in his chest as he pulsed lightly against her eager mouth.

"God, your mouth feels amazing," he growled, as Y/N whimpered when Danneel pulled away. 

"She tastes delicious," Danneel murmured, a grin on her face. Jensen reached over and pulled his wife up, kissing her so he could have a taste before Danneel returned between Y/N’s legs. Looking at the blissed out look on Y/N, Jensen said. "Dee’s going to make you come hard, and then I’m going to fuck you."

Unable to say anything with her mouth so full, Y/N hummed enthusiastically. 

Danneel’s tongue moved faster. Y/N arched her back, her eyes squeezed shut, a shriek of pleasure ripping from her throat. Y/N's body trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Danneel's tongue swirled and flicked, sending her spiraling towards another orgasm. She pulled her mouth away from Jensen before she cried out while her body convulsed, her release a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Jensen's gaze, a raw hunger, locked onto Y/N as he moved closer to her. A trail of fervent kisses descended her torso, his hands mapping the contours of her body with reverent exploration, as if committing every curve and hollow to memory. He paused, his eyes questioning, offering a silent invitation, a shared understanding passing between them. Y/N responded with a confident smile, her fingers intertwining with his, guiding him between her thighs, a gesture that was both invitation and command. 

He positioned himself at her entrance, the heat of his arousal a tangible presence. A sharp inhale escaped Y/N as he breached her, stretching her with his impressive length, filling her with a sense of exquisite fullness. A low moan resonated, a sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure, as he settled within her, a sensation of exquisite fullness, of being completely claimed. Her fingers dug into his hips, urging him onward, desperate for the friction, the delicious friction that only he could provide.

His movements were a potent blend of power and tenderness, each thrust a deliberate act of possession, propelling her closer to the precipice of ecstasy. Y/N’s breath hitched, her body arching to meet his every motion, her muscles clenching around him, desperate to hold him close. Danneel’s gaze, a warm, encouraging presence, intensified the experience, adding a layer of shared intimacy to the already charged atmosphere. Jensen’s lips captured hers, a searing kiss that mirrored the rhythm of his hips, his tongue mimicking the thrusts of his cock, driving her wild with each stroke.

“God, you feel incredible,” he rasped against her lips, his voice thick with lust, his breath hot against her skin. Y/N’s head thrashed against the pillows, her senses ablaze, her body consumed by the fire that raged within her. 

Remembering the redhead next to her, Y/N’s hand sought Danneel who was now stretched out next to her. She parted Danneel’s folds, finding the slick, swollen nub, and began to circle it gently, her thumb pressing lightly, eliciting a soft moan from Danneel’s lips. Danneel’s body trembled as Y/N entered her, her fingers mimicking Jensen’s rhythm, eager to share the pleasure that coursed through her veins. Their moans escalated as Y/N brought her quickly to her high, her hips bucking instinctively against Y/N’s touch while Y/N’s body clenched around Jensen.

Y/N’s climax ripped through her, a guttural cry echoing in the room, a raw, primal release. Danneel's own release followed close behind, a shuddering wave that washed over her. Even as Danneel's tremors subsided, Y/N’s body still pulsed with the aftershocks of Jensen’s deep thrusts, her muscles quivering. The air thrummed with the scent of their shared passion.

“You feel so good wrapped around me,” Jensen growled, his voice thick with lust, still deep within her.

Y/N’s hand, slick with Danneel’s essence, lingered between her legs for a moment, and then she slowly brought her fingers to her lips. She extended her tongue, licking the remnants of Danneel’s arousal from her fingertips, her eyes never leaving Danneel’s. Danneel watched, a flicker of desire dancing in her eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the intimate act. Y/N, her breath still ragged, turned her head slightly, her gaze locking with Danneel’s. “I want to taste you, Dani.”

"I want to feel you both," Y/N whispered, her voice husky. 

Jensen sensed the shift in their mood and paused, eyes filled with a tender intensity. "Where do you want us?" 

“You behind me, Dani in front.” She answered. “I want to be sandwiched between you.”

With a slow, deliberate withdrawal, Jensen pulled out of Y/N, the slick sound echoing in the quiet room. He shifted, his hands tracing the curve of her waist. "Turn for me, love." 

Y/N, her body still humming with the aftershocks of their shared pleasure, moved from her prone position to kneel before him. His hands slid down her sides, cupped her hips, and guided her into a more comfortable kneeling posture. His thumbs traced the delicate curve of her spine, sending shivers down her back. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. 

"Like this?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble. When she nodded, he positioned himself, the tip of his arousal pressing against her opening. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he slid inside her, filling her with his length. A soft gasp escaped Y/N’s lips, a mixture of pleasure and the delicious stretch of his fullness.

Once she was used to the sensation of Jensen inside her again, Y/N guided Danneel closer, her fingers tugging at her leg, inviting her to join them. She positioned Danneel so that her thighs were on either side of Y/N's shoulders, then leaned down. Her tongue traced the delicate lines of Danneel’s core, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her arousal. Danneel’s breath hitched, a soft moan escaping her lips as Y/N lavished attention on her most sensitive flesh, her body arching involuntarily.

Y/N’s tongue swirled around Danneel’s clit, teasing the sensitive nub, eliciting a sharp intake of breath. Her fingers explored the slick folds, mimicking the rhythm of Jensen’s thrusts, building the pressure, pushing Danneel closer to the edge. She nipped gently at Danneel’s inner thigh, leaving a trail of goosebumps in her wake, her teeth grazing the soft skin. Y/N’s body began to tremble, her muscles clenching around Jensen’s length as the pleasure built to an unbearable crescendo, her climax a wave of pure, unadulterated sensation.

Her climax erupted, a wave of pure pleasure that washed over her, leaving her breathless and trembling. Jensen’s thrusts intensified, his groans mingling with Y/N’s cries, as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. Danneel’s pleasure mounted, her hips bucking instinctively against Y/N’s ministrations, her fingers tangling in Y/N’s hair, her nails digging lightly into her scalp.

With a final, powerful thrust, Jensen cried out, his release filling Y/N, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. Danneel climaxed simultaneously, her juices flowing freely into Y/N’s mouth, a heady mix of salt and sweetness. After working Danneel through her orgasm, Y/N collapsed on top of her. 

Danneel, her breath coming in soft gasps, leaned in, her lips brushing against Y/N’s ear. “Are you alright?” she whispered, her voice filled with concern.

Y/N, still reeling from the intensity of her climax, could only nod, her body still thrumming with pleasure, her lips still wet with Danneel’s essence. She felt a sense of complete and utter satiation, a feeling of peace that settled over her like a warm blanket.

Jensen shifted slightly, moving behind Y/N. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, his eyes filled with a tenderness that made her heart flutter. Then, with a slow, contented sigh, he withdrew from her body, collapsing beside the women, his own breath still coming in ragged gasps.

“Damn, you were incredible,” he murmured, his voice still a little rough, turning his head to grin at Y/N.

Danneel leaned in, her fingers tracing the curve of Y/N’s cheek. “Seriously, wow,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with warmth. 

Y/N reached out, taking both of their hands in hers, a sense of deep connection flowing between them. “You guys too,” she replied, her voice filled with sincerity, her fingers intertwining with theirs. “That was…way better than I expected. And I had high expectations.”

They lay there for a long moment, the silence comfortable, filled with unspoken understanding. The shared intimacy had forged a bond, a connection that went beyond the physical. It was a moment of pure vulnerability, of shared desire, of complete acceptance.

The gentle rise and fall of their breaths filled the quiet room. Y/N, nestled between Jensen and Danneel, felt a wave of contentment wash over her. The warmth of their bodies, the lingering scent of their shared passion, and the quiet comfort of their presence lulled her into a state of blissful relaxation.

Jensen’s arm tightened around her in a silent embrace, and Danneel’s fingers gently stroked her hair, a soothing caress. The rhythmic sound of their breathing, a soft symphony of contentment, filled the room.

One by one, their eyelids grew heavy, and they drifted off to sleep, their bodies intertwined, their breaths mingling, their hearts at peace. The room was filled with a quiet serenity, a testament to the shared intimacy and the deep connection they had forged. They slept soundly, wrapped in the afterglow of their shared pleasure, their dreams filled with the echoes of their passionate encounter.

I hope you enjoyed this, there will be a part two and probably more. Please reblog and/or tag someone you think will enjoy this.

[coldhearted93]

Makes me so jealous! She gets this man anytime she wants!!

[rennerator]

THIS IS SO SOOOOOO GOOD!!!!!!! S2 AWWWWWWW LOVE LOVE LOVE SOOOO FUNNY!!! NIIIIIIIICE!!!!! XD Oh, HOW I WISH this was a REAL MOVIE!!!! Would TOTALLY check it out, FOR SURE!!!! :D Look at THEM!!!! LOOK AT THEM!!!! It would be SUCH A MAGNIFICENT and STEAMY MOVIE!!!! ;) I LOVE THIS!!!!! Thank YOU!!! THANK YOU SO SOOO MUCH for making this!!!! You are INCREDIBLE!!!! :) <3

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[winchesterdreamgirl88]

A Game of Consequences

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Summary: Jensen has recently found out Danneel was cheating on him and while at a supernatural convention he finds comfort in you for the night.

Word Count:1258

Warnings: Cheating, light smut but nothing to crazy

A/n: No disrespect or hate to Jensen or Danneel or Steve, or their families, this is all just imaginary:)

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Jensen Ackles leaned back against the plush headboard of his hotel room, the dim lights of the Supernatural convention casting a soft glow around the room. The familiar buzz of excitement from the fans downstairs was still palpable, but all Jensen could feel was a hollow emptiness that gnawed at his insides.

The convention was supposed to be a distraction. A chance to escape the weight of his broken heart, but no amount of fan cheers or smiles could shake the pain that lingered in the pit of his stomach. His marriage to Danneel—his wife of years—had been ripped apart by betrayal.

He had discovered that she had been sleeping with Steve, his best friend. The man who had been by his side through thick and thin. The man he had trusted with his life, with his secrets. And now that same man had stolen something Jensen had never thought could be taken: his wife’s love.

Jensen sighed, the anger and hurt simmering just beneath the surface, and ran his fingers over the gold wedding ring still resting on his finger. He hadn’t been able to take it off. Not yet. Part of him was clinging to the memory of what once was, even though he knew deep down that it was all gone.

The knock at the door broke his thoughts.

“Jensen? You decent?” The voice came from outside, unmistakably yours.

Jensen ran a hand through his hair, making a half-hearted attempt to compose himself. You were one of his Supernatural co-stars, someone he had grown close to during filming. You were always kind, a calming presence in the madness of conventions and the chaos of the set. But tonight, you were different. There was something in your eyes when you’d spoken to him earlier, a warmth that made his pulse quicken, though he couldn't tell if it was genuine sympathy or something else.

“Yeah, come in,” Jensen called, hoping his voice didn't betray him.

You stepped into the room, a soft smile on your face. You wore your usual laid-back attire—a casual t-shirt and jeans—but there was an undeniable energy about you. Your presence felt like a lifeline, like an anchor in the storm Jensen had found himself in.

“Just checking on you,” you said, your voice gentle but tinged with something else—something unspoken. “You’ve been kind of distant tonight. You good?”

Jensen chuckled bitterly, shaking his head. “Good? Hardly. But I’m getting by, I guess.” He tried to force a smile, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

You studied him for a moment, clearly sensing the depth of his turmoil. “You know… you don’t have to put on a brave face for me.”

Jensen gave a small, sardonic laugh. “I don’t know how to stop pretending anymore.”

You hesitated, taking a step closer. “You don’t have to, you know. You don’t have to keep carrying it all alone.”

Jensen swallowed hard. There was something so easy about talking to you—something comforting in the way you didn’t push, didn’t ask too many questions. But tonight, it felt like the line between friend and something else was blurring.

The space between you two seemed to shrink, and before he could stop himself, Jensen found his gaze dropping to your lips. The tension was thick, almost suffocating. He was still wearing his wedding ring, a constant reminder of the vows he’d made, but in this moment, all he could think about was the need to feel something other than pain.

You reached out, fingers brushing his arm gently, and it felt electric. You didn’t pull away. Instead, your hand lingered, your eyes searching his for any sign of hesitation.

Without thinking, Jensen leaned in, his lips finding yours in a slow, almost tentative kiss. It wasn’t like the passionate kisses he’d shared with Danneel. This one was different—fragile, full of raw emotion, as if both of you were testing the waters. And yet, when your lips pressed harder against his, Jensen felt something stir in him.

A spark.

A distraction.

He pulled away reluctantly, his chest heaving. His heart was still heavy, but for the first time in days, he felt... alive. Not because of the kiss, but because of the sense of release that had come with it.

“Jensen,” you whispered, voice low, but your eyes were steady. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. But I’m not going to lie... I can tell you need something. And so do I.”

Jensen’s breath hitched. His thoughts raced, his mind spinning. He shouldn’t be doing this. He shouldn’t be looking for comfort, for solace, in someone else. But the betrayal, the rage, the emptiness... they all collided in a way that left him numb.

With a sigh, he pulled you closer, his fingers threading through your hair, pulling you in for another kiss, more urgent this time. The tension between you both snapped, and the world outside the room seemed to fade into nothingness. There was no pain, no guilt, just a fleeting moment of escape.

Later, as you both lay together on the bed, Jensen’s wedding ring gleamed in the low light, still clinging to his finger like a shadow of the past. He wasn’t sure what had possessed him to go this far, to give in to the physical temptation, but in the heat of the moment, it had felt like the only choice.

You were quiet beside him, your fingers tracing soft patterns on his chest. You didn’t speak, and neither did he. What was there to say? It had been a moment of weakness, of misplaced revenge, or maybe something deeper. Jensen couldn’t quite tell.

But when you shifted slightly, your eyes catching the light, you saw the ring. And you frowned slightly.

“Jensen…” Your voice was gentle, but there was an underlying question in it.

He knew what you were thinking. He could feel the weight of the ring, the constant reminder of his past life, even as he lay there, tangled in something new.

“I’m still married,” he said quietly, as if it were an apology.

You didn’t look angry, but there was a sadness in your eyes, an understanding that he wasn’t sure he deserved. “I know,” you whispered. “But… you’re not with her anymore, are you? Not really.”

Jensen closed his eyes, leaning back against the pillows. He had no idea how to answer that. Part of him still clung to the idea of Danneel, of what they had once been. But another part of him, the part that had just experienced the most painful betrayal, wasn’t sure where he stood anymore.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” he admitted softly. “I just... I just needed to feel something else. For a minute.”

You nodded, your hand brushing his arm. “It’s okay. You’re not the only one looking for something to hold onto.”

Jensen looked at you then, his gaze softening, and for the first time in a long while, he felt like maybe there was hope. Not necessarily with you—not in the way that his heart still ached for what he had lost—but in the quiet understanding that sometimes, even the broken pieces of us could find a way to heal.

The moment was fleeting, but it was enough for him to know that the road ahead wasn’t as lonely as it had felt just hours before. Whatever happened next, Jensen couldn’t say. But tonight, in this room, in this place, he had found a sliver of peace.

[lightofraye]

Hi there!

Per your request, I've cropped your name out.

Now to your message!

Yes! I noticed Mama Ackles seemed very proud of Jensen, beaming at him as he sang. I'm not surprised though. I recall her giving Danneel hell when Danneel chose to ignore Jensen at his play of A Few Good Men and focus on her cellphone. I'm glad to see that she's at least this supportive of her son.

Papa Ackles... Alan...

You're not overthinking things. It's the impression I've had ever since I heard the story of him beating Jensen with a belt and claiming it was done out of love. I also recall the hell he gave Jensen when Alan showed up for an episode of Supernatural and Jensen was director. Alan scoffed and chose to demean his son.

Jensen is having the career and fame that Alan wishes he had. That much is clear. His IMDb and Wikipedia heap on the unnecessary praise.

In so many ways, Danneel is a lot like Alan. Which explains so much about why Jensen struggles with her as well. Why Jensen said he keeps trying to impress her. It's how Danneel knew how to entrap him.

It makes me sad to see that despite the crap he's done to her children, Mama Ackles seems unwilling to push for happiness. If any man I was with chose to do that, I would've kicked him out and took him through hell.

But then... that's exactly what I did. I left my abuser, facing homelessness, unemployment, no transportation, and the clothes I could bring with me. That was ten years ago.

I'm not saying this to crow or brag. I'm sharing this to encourage. The unknown is terrifying. It'd be too easy, at times, for us to stay where it's uncomfortable and painful because at least it's pain we know. The unknown is even more so frightening.

Yet... it's so much better to make the attempt and find peace and happiness.

I digress. I really went off on a tangent.

Your impressions are not wrong. It was the same I had the moment I saw that photo. I can't even imagine what Papa Ackles was thinking as he saw the swarm of primarily women lusting after his son. Did he have any approval at all? Was he proud of his son for being made lead of a TV show? (Countdown.) Or did he frown and scowl, disapproving as always--because in his mind, negativity led to growth? (It doesn't, but that's how some abusers think.)

It's food for thought.

Thank you for your ask.

As always folks, if my anon asks are off, you are still free to send me an ask and just tell me you want me to hide your name and I will.

[pollsnatural]

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[hologramcowboy]

I just need to vent for a second.

More and more I'm thankful for the blogs who are not afraid to call out something problematic that Jensen Ackles says or does. I'm not looking to pile on the guy. We're all human, but when someone says something that isn't right, as a society we tend to call it out for what it is: racism, sexism, homophobia, or just plain wrong. That church abuse joke, the Brendan Fraser Whale comment, the misogynistic and homophobic comments he's made in the past are all wrong.

Can someone grow and learn to be a better human? Sure. We all do that every single day as time passes. I like to think that Jensen has grown quite a bit in some areas and has learned. But those two recent "jokes" were not okay. One is incredibly fatphobic and fat-shaming while the other is literally disregarding the hundreds of victims who suffered sexual abuse in the Catholic church over decades. Do I think that he stood there both times and thought of the bigger picture? No. I think he just said what came to mind because they're both funny to him so they should be funny to his AA's. But I think what flabbergasts me is that they were! There are still AA's traversing this site and other social media that are defending them, particularly the church joke. Saying that if we call it out for the problematic statement that it was, if we don't immediately laugh, then we're not true fans of Jensen, we don't understand his humor, there's something wrong with us, we're just looking to hate on him, and all that crap. And it's like, no, there is something wrong with YOU if you find that funny and then would even defend that. Why is it that common sense continues to elude AA's when it comes to the topic of Jensen? Is he an attractive guy? Yes. Does he seem like the perfectly wrapped package for some? Sure. Are some of these same people obsessed with him? Yep. But that shouldn't completely eradicate common sense and empathy (I'm being kind here). Can you imagine having suffered sexual abuse or knowing someone who had and hearing that had you been in that room or watched the video? Can you (general you) imagine how you would feel?

I just don't get it. The thing is, I don't hate Jensen, I don't want to pick him apart just because, I used to have massive respect for him actually until the last few years, starting with that whole "bitch Alba" machismo crap of a podcast interview (proving some of that good ol' boy misogyny is still alive and well, but well hidden). And these last two instances have left me even more disappointed but sad to say, I'm not surprised. Shocked, yes, but not surprised. I don't wish him ill and I do still hope for the best for him, personally and professionally, but he's a celebrity, an actor, another human being on the planet subject to the same laws of physics and the universe as everyone else. He may have more money than some, fame, and however much of a following on social media, but underneath all that, he's just a man, another human like any other. Born to parents like other humans, grew up and went to school like other kids, started a career like other people after school ended, got married like other people do, had kids like other people do, and on and on and on. He literally gets up every day and puts on his pants the same way as many other people on the planet do every single day. He's not this messiah-like figure for crying out loud who is above everyone else. So why do they act like he is? Why can't they see the forest for the trees? You can be a fan of his and still have common sense and live on planet Earth.

His stanbase really needs a fucking reality check. Had Jared said that, he'd be in deep shit. Had Misha or Danneel said that (and I am no fan of theirs), they'd be in trouble. Had Henry Cavil or Tom Cruise made that joke? Forget it. Canceled. Hell, if Trump or Biden made that joke, oof. So why would his stanbase not hesitate to call out any of those people had they made that problematic joke but when Jensen does it, suddenly the calling out process starts and we are immediately gaslit and made to feel ashamed for calling it out? By these very same people?

I know the answer but I just had to get this off my chest and I figured you would have the most understanding seeing as you've dealt with his stanbase time and time again. Thank you for letting me vent.

Anon 🧡🧡🧡 You expressed something I feel too and you did it with so much clarity, in a grounded, balanced, beautiful way. Thank you!

It's truly creepy how distorted views become when AA's are driven by lust blindly.

I think the most heartbreaking thing in all of this is: that Jensen is buying his own hype and thinks he is above everything so he makes such jokes and feels entitled to approval. He is letting the overblown image they created be his self image and is, in many ways, just as blind as they are. This worries because it's very easy to lose balance and do stupid things when we become wrapped up in a false sense of self. I really wish Jensen had good rolemodel around him because I truly believe that if he did he would make an amazing leader. 😳

I deeply loved reading your thoughts on the way Jensen is perceived so thank you for sharing. 🧡

[rennerator]

Oh These Two!!! S2 Well, three, I should say! XD LOVE LOVE LOVE AWWWWWWWWW I HOPE we get to have JenMisheel panel someday!!!! \o/ I would LOVE a Misheel one too, can you IMAGINE!!! It would be SOOO CHAOTIC and SOOO F* GOOD!!!!! :D HAPPINESS!!! Thank YOU!!! THANK YOU SO SOO MUCH for sharing these with us!! You are INCREDIBLE!!! :) <3

love it when the jenmisheel comes out

[laf-outloud]

You don't have to post this if you don't want to but I just had some thoughts.

You know what kills me about this whole lawsuit issue? Jensen said after the show was done filming, after the finale aired, that he was proud of it with everyone involved and what they accomplished. Yet this injury obviously took place during filming and whatever his and Danneel's responsibilities as EP's might be in this scenario, whether they were present or not, you can't tell me they weren't told about the injury happening. Especially since their production company was involved. We know major studios like WB has insurance and of course there's workman's comp, but I can't imagine that a production company that puts in its own $ into said production wouldn't have something similar or at the very least be affected in some way. Meaning there is NO way he and Danneel didn't hear about this injury and the circumstances surrounding it.

And yet he still said he was proud of it, knowing this (even if he may not have known definitively that a lawsuit was coming at that time) had happened and how it happened. And that just...there's no words.

Sometimes I really wish I could just ask him "what are you doing, man?" Or even why he apparently feels the way he does about people working in shitty conditions like we saw with Rust and other stuff going on with The Winchesters, especially after encountering and experiencing some of these himself in his career. Like why was it so important for Led Zeppelin to be in the finale compared to hiring competent people who wouldn't put the cast and crew in jeopardy? Literally, for me, the past 2 and a half years, I just have so many questions for this guy, this being the latest round.

And this latest event definitely throws shade on Danneel proclaiming that she "protected" Meg on that Drama Queens podcast. I know it's not the same context but if she was supposedly paying that much close attention, there's no way she didn't know about the injury and it's circumstances, either.

Just shady all around. This honestly leaves me very disappointed in Jensen. Most people's experiences leave them with empathy. His appears to have done the opposite for him if this situation and his Rust remarks are anything to go by. The "little people" matter, too. And I really thought he had learned that through his career.

You make some really good points, so of course I'll post your ask!

I will say that regardless of some of the questionable hires and practices that the Ackles put into place, I'm sure there were still a lot of very hard-working people both in the cast and crew of TW. It's okay to be proud of the work they did. (Though, as a whole, there's very little to be proud of in the end result).

For as often as Jensen talks in cons about befriending the crew on SPN and other shows, his actions and words outside of cons prove he really doesn't think much of them. It makes it seem like he only befriends them to ensure that they make him look good, not because he actually cares.

As for what Danneel said on Drama Queens? I hadn't heard that, but I can imagine the only protection she offered Meg was from herself if Meg dared go after her man. We already know there wasn't any protection for Meg when she was forced to work while being incredibly sick.

[crashdevlin]

Losses and Gains 4- Something Wrong

Author’s Note: This is the fourth chapter of Losses and Gains, the second part of To Have it All. This is Something More...from Jensen's side!

Second Author's note: I'm sorry this took so damn long to get out. I won't bore you with the details but I'm on new meds and things should be getting better from now on. Love all of you that have stuck around.

Summary: Jensen is having trouble letting go...and maybe he's imagining it, but it seems Y/n is having troubles too.

Pairing:  Jensen x Reader, background Reader x Tom Hiddleston

Word count: 3386

Story Warnings: open marriage, mentions of depression and heartbreak, bad things, alcohol as a crutch, anger, fighting

~~~

"What did you do?!" Misha's voice went up by at least three octaves as he pointed to the workers taking my broken flatscreen out to the dumpster so they could fit the new one in its place.

“It broke,” I responded, hoping that he wouldn’t press. It’s Misha, though, so of course, he insisted.

“How?!”

“Coffee machine slipped. It’s fine. I got a new one coming.”

“A new TV or a new coffee machine?”

I rolled my eyes. “Both. It’s not a big deal, Misha. Seriously.”

“Hey, is everything okay? I mean, I don’t wanna pry but-”

“Then don’t,” I interrupted. “I’m fine. Everything is fine.”

“Oh…kay,” he said skeptically. “Well…have you heard about Y/n and Tom Hiddleston? Ya know, I knew something was going on between them. I could just see them together…and they are a cute couple, don’t you think?”

I had to stop myself from stomping away like a fucking child. Misha didn’t know, and I couldn’t let him in on it now, so I made an excuse. “Yeah, they’re adorable. I’m gonna go check on the movers.”

I was standing off to the side, watching them put my new TV on its mount, when the trailer rocked, and Jared stepped up into the kitchenette with me. “So, I take it you saw Tom’s post?” He ran his hand over the dent in the fridge. I didn’t look at him, just gave a nod as I watched the workers. “You took it out on your stuff this time, not Danneel, so I guess that’s progress.”

I clenched my jaw for a minute before turning to him. “She didn’t even want him to tell people. You know that, right?”

“But he could tell people…and that’s what you’re upset about.”

“You think I’m jealous?”

“You think you’re not?” He scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “You can’t be that deluded, Ackles. All of this is because you’re jealous of him, that he can give her what you never could. You don’t want her happy.”

“I’m not--Of course, I want her happy, Jared.”

“Only if she’s with you.” I focused on the workers again. “You’re sabotaging your marriage. You’re sabotaging yourself. All because you don’t want her to find happiness with anyone else.”

“I’m not sabotaging shit.”

“You’re sabotaging everything.” He stepped in front of me, obscuring my view to force me to focus on him. I stared at his shoulder, but I refused to look at his face. “You have to stop this. You have to learn how to deal. You have to let her be happy with someone else.”

“Is she?” My jaw clenched as I let my eyes jump to his. “She’s barely even talking to anybody anymore. Kim and Bri haven’t heard from her in weeks. When’s the last time she called you?”

He looked away this time. “She’d tell us if she were having problems.”

“No, she wouldn’t,” I whispered, angrily. “She knows she’s made her bed and she would fucking lay in it, Jared. That’s who she is. She doesn’t wanna hurt anyone so she’d stick it out with him because that’s the option that she thinks will hurt the fewest people! So, what if she’s not happy? Jared, what if he’s…” I looked at my feet as tears popped up in my eyes. “What if she misses me?”

He sighed and reached out to pull me into a hug. “Of course, she does. She can miss you and be happy with him. She was in love with you, too, and that didn’t go away. It’s gonna be okay. You just gotta breathe and focus on the good, man.”

I swallowed down my tears and pulled away from him. “I don’t know if I can do it. She’s coming back next week. I don’t think I can be in the same place as her and not…not fucking break, man.”

He ran his hand through his hair and turned to look at the new TV as the workers turned it on to test it. “She’ll be here next week. I can check on her. She won’t be able to lie to me…not to my face. I’ll make sure she’s okay.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“She’s still my friend, too, Jay…and you’re right. She hasn’t been talking. I hope that she’s just busy and things are good but she hasn’t been talking to anybody. Fuck, Misha said she hasn’t even been responding to his incessant emails about GISH.”

I looked at my boots and sighed a little. "I'm sure I'm just overreacting. Seeing trouble because I want it to be there. She's probably MIA because she's busy and she's spending all her extra focus on him."

Jared smiled and patted my shoulder. "That's the most introspective, clear-headed thing you've said since Atlanta. Maybe you will get through this with your life intact."

He walked out as the workmen handed me a new remote and asked if I needed anything else before they left. I shook my head and thanked them. Only one person could give me what I needed...and I couldn’t call her.

~~~

I spent the next few days thinking I was getting better. I was improving. I was talking to Dee again, video chatting every day and not wanting to ignore her existence completely. I wasn't drowning in bitterness anymore. I was gonna be okay, I could feel it.

Until Y/n drove her little Nissan rental car onto the lot. I was talking to the mechanics about a scene with the Impala when she got out and looked around. My throat went dry and I had to force myself to look away as she greeted several of the crew on her way to wardrobe. I excused myself from my conversation and...followed her, but not in a creeper way. I just wanted to see her.

Yeah, I know that seems creepy. That's why I didn't answer when Jared walked up to stand next to me as I was staring at the door of the makeup trailer, waiting for her to come out.

"What'cha doin'?" I just shrugged. "Y/n's in there?"

"Yep."

"I don't need to tell you how creepy it is for you to be standing out here like a stalker, do I?"

"Nope."

"Good, then I won’t. Go run lines with Alex or something, I'm gonna go say 'hi'." I nodded, not watching as he walking away. I just turned and headed for Alex's trailer so I wouldn't be tempted to stick around. I didn’t run lines, though, just let the kid provide a distracting conversation for me as I waiting for call so I could interrogate Jared.

He immediately seemed on the defense. "I didn't have a lot of time to talk to her. She was due on Second Unit so I only had a few minutes, but we're gonna get dinner tonight so I can talk to her a bit more in depth."

"Okay, but how'd she seem? She seem good? Did you ask her about Tom? Is she happy?" I whispered furiously as we headed for the motel set.

He hesitated. He fucking hesitated. "I...don't know. I'm sure she is but…"

"But what?" I demanded, stopping in my tracks.

He ran his hand through his hair and rubbed the back of her neck. "She didn't want the Facebook post. We all guessed that but...the way she excused it...I don’t know, Ackles, it just seemed...off. She said something about him making decisions for her because she doesn't make good decisions. It just seemed...wrong. I don't know exactly why but...I'm gonna get to the bottom of it at dinner, okay? I'm sure it's nothing but bad wording on her part."

My mind went rampaging through options but I didn't really have any. There was nothing I could do. Even if there was something wrong, what could I do? Absolutely nothing.

"Jared...if she's not happy with him, you have to convince her-"

"I'm not going to convince her of shit, dude. If she's not happy, she will figure it out eventually. She's smart and she got out of her bad marriage and she can get herself out of this if it's bad."

I didn't bring up the fact that Nate fucking cheated on her and left her. What would be the point? I just went to work. Had to focus on something.

~~~

"She swears she's happy," Jared said as we ate our breakfast burritos the next day.

"And do you believe her? What about Tom making decisions for her?"

"She's letting him make decisions because she thinks he's helping her."

"Yeah? How does telling the world about their relationship when she said she didn't want him to help her?"

Jared shrugged. "He's helping with her career and Nova, too, apparently. Did you know Nate is trying to get full custody? She's under a lot of stress. That's probably what I was picking up on yesterday, ya know."

I rolled my eyes. I remembered Nate threatening to go after custody but I didn't think he'd actually do it. "Bet he just wants child support out of her. He doesn't give a fuck about that little girl."

"Yeah, but...it is what it is. And it's part of why she's off. Honestly, I also think she's afraid to be too close with the Family because they are all such good friends with you and staying close to them...puts her in your circle."

I scoffed. "What, like I'm gonna make things hard for her if she's hanging with fuckin' Misha or something?"

"No, not intentionally, but hearing about you, knowing that they don't know, having to act like nothing happened between you...that's gotta be as hard for her as it is for you."

I chewed on my bottom lip for a moment before sighing. "I didn't mean for this to happen."

"Of course not, but it did. She's dealing with her end of it the best she can. You have to do the same. You getting over it might allow her to come back comfortably. You ever think of that? That maybe the reason she can't be around you has nothing to do with Tom and has everything to do with her not being able to deal with the guilt and the angry looks you give her and how everything exploded."

He was right. I wanted Tom to be the reason she pulled away because then it wouldn't be my fault but it was. Everything was my fault.

"Oh, and she has her first late show appearance this week. I'm gonna give her a shout out on Twitter. A good friend would do the same. It's a Marvel thing, press for her Anthology."

"So Tom'll be there too," I guessed, bitterly.

"And Anthony Mackey and Sebastian Stan, yeah," he confirmed. "Look, you don't have to watch it. Just try to be supportive."

“If I’m gonna advertise for their press junket, I’m gonna fuckin’ watch the thing...for her.”

“You remember that Tom is all about the PDA, right? You might see something you don’t want to see.” Jared was trying to be helpful. I know he was, but...it just seemed like salt in my wounds.

“Yeah. I’m a big boy. I can handle it. Thanks.”

“If you say so, Ackles,” he said, before walking away.

~~~

I made sure I had a stiff drink in my hand when I sat down in my trailer to watch Y/n on Colbert. A double of the best whiskey I owned. I knew that it was going to be a long night. I figured an angry fit, maybe an ugly cry, was on the books. Instead, I felt a bit numb as I watched the Marvel crew walk onstage. Tom was holding her hand and they were both smiling so fucking bright. She looked so excited to be on that stage and so...good. I wanted to be upset about the way Tom sat right beside her and put a possessive hand on her arm, but I was so lost in her eyes and the smile she got when Colbert greeted her and congratulated her on her first late night appearance that I couldn't think much of anything.

But then Stephen said, "We gotta talk about that bombshell Tom dropped last week." and she (and Mackey) immediately said, "No, we don't." She didn't want to talk about it. She still wanted her goddamn privacy!

But the host pressed. Of course he did. It was newsworthy, after all. “Come on. It’s an important topic. You two met on set?”

She sighed and I think I saw her roll her eyes a bit. "Fine. I’ll play. Yes, we met on set. I flew down from Vancouver and I was trying really hard to be invisible. Before Supernatural, I was really good at that whole wallflower thing. Tom noticed me right away, so I guess my chameleon circuit is blown." I didn't get the joke but some of the people in the audience did because there was a smattering of laughter. "And that's how you find the Whovians," she commented with a little smile. "Anyway, Tom commented on my character's name and then he asked me for drinks. A couple days later, I invited him to sing with me at a convention and we...haven't spent much time apart since."

Tom's face contorted a bit and then he scoffed at her. "That's amazing."

She looked down at her lap, something between shame and guilt on her face. "What is?"

"That a woman so adept at the written word could take all of the poetry out of our first encounter." She bit her lip as he turned to look at Colbert. "Her hair caught my eye. Her natural coloring, not the dye job she did to cover her character’s ginger hair. It's this Neopolitan shade, with highlights of light and lowlights of brilliant caramel, but as I passed her the sun hit her just right to showcase the firey red strands that are usually hidden. When I saw that the hue of her eyes matched the brilliance of her smile, I knew I had to get to know her. When she got so shy the first time I spoke her name…" He turned back to her and I knew she was blushing, even through the TV screen. Even from a few thousand miles away, I could see what she was hiding behind her hair. "Like she's doing right now...I determined that I would get her out on the town, have a few drinks, and learn everything I could about her. By the time we took the stage for karaoke, I was absolutely taken with her."

Stephen leaned forward, trying to see Y/n. “And keeping it quiet for the last, what 3 months, that was really her idea?”

Tom nodded. “Definitely. I’m not a man that keeps quiet about his affections.”

“He’s a big fan of the PDA.” Sebastian Stan chuckled. “You remember the Taylor Swift shirt?”

“And you’re not?” Colbert asked. That was a loaded question. I knew she would have loved PDA with someone she wanted everyone to see her with. She took it to a self-deprecating place, though.

"I mean, look, I'm almost thirty and that is ancient by Hollywood’s standards for women and I'm just now getting started in show business." If thirty is ancient, what the hell was I to her? "A year ago, I was a cashier or running a forklift at a Sam's Club back home. I'm not used to everyone knowing every little detail of my life. I'm not used to anyone caring to know about me." She shook her head. "I knew this relationship would be something people would be all over if they knew about it. I mean...he's Tom Hiddleston and I'm just...who the hell am I? Nobody. We've been together a few months. We're still in that early infatuation stage where everything’s great and there’s never been any problems. We haven't even had our first fight yet. In my experience, things can fall apart pretty quickly as soon as you're out of the honeymoon stage."

"That's not true." I hated how Tom smiled at her. "We fought over the Facebook post."

"That wasn’t a fight, Tom. The knock-down, drag-out arguments I had with my ex...those were fights."

Colbert seemed to remember his place as host and leaned forward again. "So when he said that you were giving him the opportunity to leave without anyone capitalizing on your drama, that was…"

“It was totally true, but it’s more complicated than that. It wasn’t like I was rooting for him to leave me, I just…I mean, look at him. He’s Tom freakin’ Hiddleston." I rolled my eyes at her words. "His last girlfriend was Taylor Swift, who has like 8 inches of height on me and millions of dollars and a squad of supermodel best friends. I’m short and chubby and have a kid. It would’ve been unreasonable and, frankly, arrogant to assume he would stick around. How could I possibly know there was something lovable about me?”

She said that like a joke but I wanted to scream. She was being so mean to herself. She was being downright horrible. Why wasn't Tom disagreeing? Why wasn't he building her up? Why did she seem more torn down and broken than when I  met her?

“Anyway, why don’t we talk about the dang movie?" she volunteered, obviously tired of being the center of attention. "Which I had very little to do with so you can talk to Monsieurs Stan and Mackey, who’ve been sitting there annoyed with the relationship talk.”

“I don’t know about ‘annoyed’,” Anthony disputed with a smile.

“Don’t lie, Mack," Sebastian said, chuckling. “No, we’re good. She’s cool. I mean, we just met her in the green room 'cause she’s been forcing Tom to keep her a secret from us, too, but she seems genuine.”

“I’m gonna point out that she’s an actor, too, though. We’re well-versed in hiding our crazy. Also, she’s from the South. Southern women are either the most genuine chicks you’ll ever meet…or the ultimate in crazy.” Anthony Mackey obviously knows his Southern women.

“I’ve met her family. If she’s hiding any craziness, it’s directly resultant from them,” Tom responded.

Colbert's eyes went wide just like mine did. “Oh, insulting the family on national television, not a good idea."

“Nah, it’s okay. They know they’re crazy," Y/n covered. "And we’ll go with Anthony’s assessment. I got damage, and I use my acting chops to hide a lot of it, but…I’m…”

Tom must've sensed her floundering because he reached out to take her hand again. “She’s amazing. She’s intelligent, she’s funny, she’s gorgeous and better than all that, she’s an unbelievable mother." He got to meet Nova. He got to meet Nova and I only ever saw her through a video chat. Why did that burn? "Her daughter, Nova, is an absolute dream and it’s square on this woman’s shoulders.”

She looked uncomfortable with the praise. Maybe she wasn't used to hearing it from him...or maybe just not in so public a venue. “Okay, that’s not true. Nova is awesome but I can’t take full credit on that. Also, please let some other topic rule the time we got left, please. This is a MCU promo, not a Y/n promo.”

“As long as you’re not giving credit to anyone who doesn’t actually deserve it.” He almost growled that one. He seemed to have a problem with her past. Her parents, her ex...only Nova seemed to be spared.

“Please, Stephen, ask about the Winter Soldier sequence," she begged.

She sat silently through the rest of the segment as the others spoke enthusiastically about their characters and the rumored TV show for the Falcon and Winter Soldier and the growth of both characters in relation to Steve Rogers. She kept her eyes on her lap, or on her hand clasped in Tom's.

Something wasn't right. There was something very wrong.

I wasn’t with her. I wasn’t lifting her up. He was failing her...but there was nothing I could do about it. I picked up my whiskey and downed it in one gulp.

[thetiredstuff]

Now that we know jensen and misha are working on something and the press release revealed chaos machine productions has now moved its first look deal to Amazon, I wonder if jensen and misha and danneel’s project has anything to do with TV or movies (which I would imagine it does cuz it doesn’t make sense for the Ackles to mention it otherwise) so does that mean that with a bit of luck we’ll see it manifest on Amazon??

[winchesterdreamgirl88]

Famous In Love

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Warnings: So much freaking fluff!! Bf/n= Best friends name

Summary: This takes place in an AU where Jensen isn't with Danneel and is just a normal actor in Hollywood, and Y/n hears about an open casting call for a movie and goes to read for the part meets Jensen and things go from there:)

Word count:1.7k

A/n: I loved this show when it first came out so I figured I would try writing a story based on the pilot of this show. The pilot for this show gets all the credit!

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"Come on Y/n this would be so fun to try. You never take any risks why not try this one." Bf/n was saying as you were walking down the street passing a billboard for an open call audition for some movie.

"No Bf/n you know that's just a publicity stunt. They're never gonna take some ordinary person like me. Besides I'm not pretty enough or good enough to ever be in a movie." You said as you stopped to think about how unlucky your life has been.

First your parents kicked you out at the age of 16 and you lived in your car while you worked a full time and part time job to afford rent. Then when you finally got settled in your new apartment it flooded and you had lost everything. You were 21 now and life was not looking to get any better. Luckily you had met Bf/n at work and she let you move in with her and you guys became inseparable.

"Please just do this one thing for me and if it turns out to be a disaster I'll do your laundry for a whole month. We'll go buy new clothes and go in there and nail this audition."

"Okay I guess we can give it a shot." You said finally giving in and letting her drag you to stores to pick out outfits.

Two days later you and Bf/n were sitting in a casting room waiting to audition. You were nervous but you didn't have high hopes. Expect disappointment and you'll never be disappointed. It was your friends turn to go audition and you wished her good luck as she disappeared down the hall. After about 10 minutes she came back with a smile on her face.

"So how'd it go?" You said interested to know what was gonna happen.

"It went alright, I definitely don't think I'll get the part but there was the most handsome man in the room watching me audition. I swear I forgot every single line because he was just so distracting."

Bf/n has always been super boy crazy so you didn't think anything of her mentioning another random guy she found cute. After about 10 minutes your name was called and you start to walk down the hall towards the audition room. Expect disappointment and you won't be disappointed you kept saying to yourself as you walked down the hall. You took a deep breathe before entering the room. When you entered the room you lock eyes with the most gorgeous pair of green eyes with a hint of brown you have ever seen.

Jensen's POV

I had been at auditions for only a few hours and I was already over everyone who had come and seemed to think it was a game or didn't really seem to try and care about what was happening. I started zoning out through most of the auditions because no one had that special spark that made me feel anything. Suddenly I hear the door open again and it's the last audition of the day, I lift my head up and look over at the door and see the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

Reader POV

Your breathe got caught in your throat as you made eye contact with a man who looked to be about 25 years old. He had a very faint beard that you could only see in the light. You took a moment to breathe and then cleared your throat.

"Hi, my name is Y/n and I'm here to read for the role of Paige." You said walking up in front of the table that had the directors and producers behind it. You tried not to make eye contact with the guy who hadn't seemed to take his eyes off you since you came in the door.

"You may begin whenever you're ready."

You take a deep breathe before starting to read the script. "But what about me? What about what I feel. You don't just get to decide how I feel or how I control my life. I love you and nothing is going to change that." You said with your voice cracking as you finish up the scene. You notice everyone has a shocked look on their face, it seems like forever until the director speaks up.

"Thank you very much for coming today. We'll be in touch." You took one last look at the man and then exited the hallway to go find your friend.

Jensen POV

She captivated my attention from the moment she walked into the room. I could tell she was very nervous and shy because she kept her head down and wouldn't look at anybody. But as soon as she started the scene I couldn't help but just stare at her with astonishment. She's been the first person today that has captured my attention and actually made me feel something about the character. I realize she has to be the one for this part.

"She's the best we've seen all day. She knew the script, she was emotional, she was believable, and really cared about what she was saying." I said looking at everyone else in the room suddenly defending some girl I hadn't even said anything to.

"She's just a nobody though. It just doesn't seem right to give her the part." I was completely taken aback by this. "What if we bring her back in, and she reads a scene with me. If we have chemistry and it's believable then she gets the part." Everyone seemed to think that was fair so the assistant producer went to go find her while I tried to prepare myself.

Reader POV

You and bf/n were getting ready to leave the building when a slightly shorter woman ran up to you and stopped you. "Excuse me miss but they want you to come back and read another scene with your love interest and see if you can handle it." You were very shocked because you didn't think that you did that good. You looked back at your friend who had a big smile on her face telling you to go for it. You decide to follow the lady back into the room. When you open the door suddenly everything makes sense, the guy from earlier was playing your love interest.

Your heart started to speed up when you realized you would not only have to keep eye contact with this man but also try and remember words and talk to him.

"Hi, I'm Jensen I'll be playing Blake your love interest." He said while holding out his hand for you to shake. You smiled and shook his hand. "I'm Y/n."

"Okay so let's just read from the top of the page down and then we'll stop." Jensen said letting you know to start. "And action!" the director had called out.

"But what about me? What about what I feel. You don't just get to decide how I feel or how I control my life. I love you and nothing is going to change that."

"You can't love me. I can't stay here, I can't allow myself to fall deeper in love with you. You will only get hurt in the end and I can't let that happen."

"The only one hurting me right now is you. You aren't even considering my feelings. You're just doing what's best for you."

"What's best for me? What's best for me is being with you. But I just can't, I won't." He then turns away from you and you walk up behind him and place your hand on his shoulder.

"Yes you can, I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, you're stuck with me. I know you may think you don't deserve to be happy. But you do, you deserve everything in the world that would make you happy. Starting with me." You said and looked away because that was the end of the scene. Suddenly you feel an arm grab your wrist and pull you back and then you feel lips on yours. You were surprised at first because you thought you were done with the scene, but it looked like he wanted to go further. It takes a second but then your brain catches up and starts kissing back. Suddenly he pulls away "Okay, lets do this together." "And cut!" the director said as Jensen slowly backs away from you. You were so distracted by what just happened instead of seeing anything you just walked out the door and ran down the hall. You couldn't believe he had just kissed you like that. It had been the best kiss you had in years and it was from this random guy.

Jenson POV

She was such a phenomenal actress I forgot we were even acting for a minute. When she said her last line of dialogue I didn't want the scene to be over so I pulled her in and kissed her keeping the scene going. I expected her to pull back but instead she gives herself into the kiss and it's the best kiss I've had in forever. Right after she ran out the door looking very nervous. I just knew I had to get to know more about this amazing girl.

"So?" I asked looking at the director. "We like her she's got the part." I get a big smile on my face and go to run out the door to catch her before she leaves.

Reader POV

Suddenly you hear noises behind you and see Jensen running up to you. "You got the part Y/n, you'll be playing me love interest." You were so excited you just decided to give him a hug, Shocked at what you just did you start to pull away but then feel him hug you back. "Congratulations." "Thank you," you say with the biggest smile on your face.

"Would you like to go out sometime. Maybe just do something casual like get a beer and dinner and just talk." He says suddenly being really shy like he's nervous to talk to you. But why would he be nervous, he's him and you weren't anything special. You decided to take a leap of faith, "Yeah I would really like that." He gave you that signature smile and you knew you were hooked.

[lightofraye]

I had this as an ask--I think the person was going around a bit to get some folks' input, which doesn't bother me. But I decided to grab the full screenshots and point to the part that had sparked a conversation among some folks. I even had a couple of followers ask for my thoughts.

Now... this did come up in a little group chat amongst me and a few others. We all have thoughts on it.

Oh I should probably go to the part I'm talking about. My bad.

The tweeter--HanmeiCui--tried to capture all that was said during Radio Company's little BBQ dinner during AustinCon. And folks were intrigued by Number 8.

"Fans asked him what he misses most about Texas and he said, I don't? I am still here all the time. I am here now, I was here a few weeks ago and then a few weeks before that. My whole family's still here my mom and dad are in Dallas I often visit them."

HanmeiCui also added: "So I kind of… I didn't catch what he said after that but I got the idea that he thinks of himself more like commuting, instead of permanently moved out."

Given he doesn't have any property (none that we have to officially verify ourselves with public records anyway) in Austin or Texas as a whole... FBBC is... something. Sold, not sold, either way, the brewery won't be back. Maybe a small taproom to keep incompetent brother-in-law Gino busy after he ran FBBC into the ground. Ahem. Yes, there is a house on the FBBC property but... near as we can tell, no one lives there.

The Ackles sold the rest of their properties--the condo, the lake house, etc. Also sold the Colorado condo.

Near as any of us could tell... no properties in Texas.

It had been largely assumed that if Jensen did visit his parents, it was likely without Danneel in tow. So if Jensen does visit often as he indicated, he may just be staying at a hotel, a friend's guest room (Steve does have a place in Austin), or the like.

I mean, Papa Ackles is 75 now. (Oh dang, his father is just a couple of years older than mine.) I imagine Jensen would want to see his parents a bit more. And for a while, he had the free time to do so.

A lot of folks have interpreted the statements in a few ways. One was a kind of professional "He's trying to keep the ol' boy Texan persona" going. Another was "Maybe he's trying to get re-established back in Texas without the wife." A third was "Maybe he has a place in secret in Texas"!

My thoughts?

I want to believe it's number two--getting re-established in Texas without the wife. (Come on, you know I'm an anti-Danneel. Why are you reading my stuff?) He's certainly made a few decisions this past year and a half that have me poking at the game board of life and going "Hmm...."

Such as his Social Media changing from a mix of family and business to strictly work posts (and frustrating his stans in the process, heh); such as Danneel going completely radio silent on her IG (but still commenting on others, hmm); such as selling all of FBBC without a new location in place; buying a mansion across the darn country and so far away from most of his friends and family; to seemingly abandoning CMP to Danneel to destroy.

There's still a few things we're not seeing. A few things we're not aware of. I could speculate until my face turned blue. For now, I'm content to sit and wait and observe the chess board.

[j2memories]

Looper article (October 11th 2022)

Jensen Ackles On The Catharsis Of The Winchesters Following Supernatural's Ending - Exclusive Interview

BY XANDRA HARBET/OCT. 11, 2022 10:57 AM EDT

The ending of "Supernatural" may have been a gut-punch to fans who followed the series for 15 years, but imagine saying goodbye to a character you played for just as long. Well, Jensen Ackles has no intention of closing the Impala door on his character Dean Winchester. Not only are he and his wife, Danneel Ackles, executive producing the spinoff series "The Winchesters," but Ackles even reprises his role as Dean in a narrating capacity. No rebar will keep the eldest Winchester brother down for long. 

The series chronicles the young lives of Dean and Sam Winchester's parents, played by Meg Donnelly (Mary) and Drake Rodger (John), offering closure to both the fandom and the cast. "The Winchesters" also creates opportunities for beloved fan favorites to return to this world and gives alums, like Richard Speight Jr. (Gabriel), the chance to direct the new series. All in all, the show is just what everyone needs to keep this world alive.

Looper exclusively spoke to Jensen Ackles during the "Winchesters" New York Comic Con press line. Ackles discussed the catharsis of rejoining this world after the ending of "Supernatural," admitted that he'll never say goodbye to Dean Winchester, and detailed the production advice Jared Padalecki gave him. Ackles also teased some tentative plans to direct "The Winchesters" at some point. 

Ackles will never say goodbye to Dean Winchester

You mentioned before that you struggled a bit with Dean's ending on "Supernatural." Was jumping into "The Winchesters" in both an EP and narrating capacity cathartic at all in giving you some closure after Dean's death? And how does Dean's essence help shape the overall narrative of the show?

100%. It has been cathartic, and not just because of Dean's death or "Supernatural" coming to an end, but the way it ended too — not in story but with COVID. We didn't get to have a wrap party, and that's been a heartbreaker for a show to be on as long as "Supernatural" was on, for a cast to be together as long as we [were] together, for a crew to be together as long as we [were] together. A lot of the crew had been there [for] over a decade. It was heartbreaking to end the way that we ended.

So to have this world continue on in some capacity is absolutely cathartic and something that I'm very proud of and something that is helping me cope with "Supernatural" not being around. Also, the fact that I still get to mentally put those boots back on and speak like Dean about a family that he would die for it.

I said it before. People were like, "How hard is it going to be to say goodbye to Dean?" I was like, "I'm not going to say goodbye to him, and I don't think I ever will. Dean's a part of me and will forever be."

Brothers back in arms

Jared [Padalecki] has been producing "Walker" for a while now. Have you gone to him for any advice on producing or any input on the show's direction? And do you have any plans to direct yourself?

Yes, and yes, and yes. Jared and I are still very close. We still talk quite a bit, and I have gone to him and asked him questions, largely [about] the behind-the-scenes stuff and business aspects of it. Not necessarily the creative, but "How are you dealing with studio notes?" and "How are these calls going?" and "What are you doing when you get squeezed on this particular part of the budget?" It's things that we normally never needed to talk about but now we are talking [about]. We're finding ourselves having these conversations. "What are you doing about getting a preemptive for three weeks?" That kind of stuff. 

It has opened up a whole other part of our lives and [the ability] to discuss things — which, when you're with somebody as much as I've been with him, you think you['ve] pretty much covered all the topics. Now we have a whole new set of topics to discuss and talk about and spitball.

As far as directing goes, [I'm] hoping for the pickup of a few more episodes for this season. We're doing 13 right now. I'm not available to direct for this first 13. Plus, we've already booked all our directors. But if we can get picked up for a back five, or a back eight or nine, whatever that looks like, I should be available, and I'm hoping to slot in and direct one.

New episodes of "The Winchesters" air Tuesdays on The CW and stream on The CW's site the next day. 

This interview has been edited for clarity.

Link to the article

[laf-outloud]

To answer that anon, I work in insurance and that’s a pretty standard window for an injury lawsuit. It takes time to navigate all of the bureaucratic red tape, and I also imagine there was some coercing behind the scenes (aka report and you’ll never work again). Naming Jensen and Danneel instead of CMP seems like a very pointed decision, I guess the parties involved don’t want them wriggling their way out of responsibility like they normally do. It’s also interesting to note that the Ackles are in the court documents as citizens of California and not Texas.

Thanks for the info. anon! With everything that's gone on behind the scenes, it wouldn't surprise me if there was some "negotiating" before it came to this.

Also, I had forgotten that CMP was a Limited Liability Company (LLC). I'm guessing he's going after the Ackles directly because they have much larger pockets than CMP. (It has the added bonus of holding them responsible and not the company.)

(For those unaware, if you sue an LLC, you can only go after business assets. An LLC member's personal assets are protected.)

As for the residency, I have no idea what's going on there.