#j2 drabble

[cleighwrites]

J2 - dinner date

This one is for @timehasa-way!! Thanks for the ask, hope I did it justice!!

773 words of nervous Jensen and contagiously excited Jared below the cut!

Jensen rubbed his sweaty palms on his designer jeans, grabbed the handle, and opened the door to the restaurant. He walked confidently up to the podium, gave the host his name, and patiently waited while she looked up his reservation. She smiled brightly, told him his date was already there, then grabbed a menu and led him to their table. 

It was in the back corner of the room, but Jensen couldn’t miss the broad shoulders and mess of hair waiting for him there. He’d met Jared at a concert the weekend before. It was rare he met someone bigger than he was, then there was Jared, all 6’5” of him. In the late spring Texas heat, he was so out of place in his long-sleeved shirt and beanie. Jensen hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of him. 

Unbeknownst to him, Jared had also noticed him, and during a break in the music had come over to strike up a conversation. They’d hit it off instantly and Jensen had gathered the courage to ask him out. So there they were, out to dinner for a first date. 

Jared was facing away from him as he approached the table, so Jensen placed a hand on his shoulder, feeling the solid muscle there, alerting him to his arrival. Jared turned to look up at him, then immediately stood and hugged him a little awkwardly since the gesture took Jensen by surprise and he stiffened. Jared held on for an extra moment after Jensen relaxed into the touch. He was a good hugger, and he smelled divine. 

“Hey,” Jared said as he pulled back and gestured for Jensen to sit across from him.

“Hey,” Jensen responded, feeling a little lame about it. He wasn’t usually so nervous, but there was something about Jared. 

They both sat, and then the host handed Jensen the menu, flipped his water cup over, and left. Jared smiled at Jensen, it made him more nervous while calming him, simultaneously. He seemed genuinely happy to be there with him. 

“I’m glad we could make this happen,” Jensen said, smiling back, then looking down at his menu.

“Me, too,” Jared agreed. “Have you been here before?” 

“A few times, for work. You?”

“Only once, but it was good.” 

Jensen nodded, then went back to his menu. He already knew what he wanted to order, but something about having Jared’s undivided attention was wracking his nerves. He wasn’t just nervous, he was excited, expectant even. He had the feeling that this was just the beginning of something amazing. 

The server came and took their order and their menus, and with nothing to distract them anymore, Jensen was the sole focus of Jared’s mesmerizing hazel gaze. He gave Jared a half grin, then cleared his throat and sipped his water. 

“I don’t know about you, but I am a little nervous,” Jared said with a little chuckle. 

What a relief! “Oh, man, me too!” 

“Well, why don’t we start by saying three things about ourselves to break the ice?” Jared suggested. 

Jensen pursed his lips and nodded. “Alright, I’ll go first. I grew up outside of Dallas, Texas; I have an older brother and a younger sister; and I love to spend time outside. Hence the outdoor concert.” 

Jared smiled at him again and laughed shaking his head. 

“What?” Jensen asked, worrying that he’d said something wrong.

“I grew up in San Antonio, Texas; I have an older brother and a younger sister; and I also love to do outdoor activities.” 

Jensen barked out a relieved laugh. “Of course.” 

It turned out that was not the only thing they had in common. By the time the food arrived, Jensen’s nerves were long gone and he could simply enjoy Jared’s company. They talked about sports, music, their work, and a little bit about everything. When they’d finished their meals, they agreed to coffee when the server asked, just to prolong their time together. 

They talked about growing up in Texas in the 90’s and what had prompted them to move away. They agreed that they both had intentions to move back eventually. Jensen could hardly believe how similar they were, yet there was something about Jared’s personality that was the opposite of himself. It made him want to share more than usual and be… more. 

“So…” Jared started once they’d drank their coffees and couldn’t possibly linger any longer. “Drinks?” With his inflection, Jared was asking for more than just drinks. 

Jensen felt his face flush as he looked down at the tablecloth, a shy smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah, drinks sound great.”

[compo67]

Can I please request number 5 for the boys from the Minutes Past Midnight 'verse? I love that fic like burning!

Hello, anon! Thank you so much for requesting this prompt for MPM. I'm delighted that you love this verse! I hope you enjoy this ficlet. <3

#5. …where it doesn’t hurt.

Jared loves running through the forest.

"Please, be careful," Jensen pleads, strapping Jared into his four paw chair.

With a yip, Jared says both yes and let's go!

They went for a run yesterday and the day before that. Jared believes he just might have the stamina to match Jensen's for the outdoors. There are endless things to see, smell, touch, and taste in the forest. Everything is familiar, but also incredibly new.

The second Jensen shifts into four paw form, Jared sprints. His front paws slap and thud against the ground, while his wheels speedily spin forward. Down the path and into the forest he goes--where the trees grow closer together and the air smells richer. The soil is soft and unspoiled here. Jared slows down to a trot and starts sniffing his favorite maple tree. The sap inside smells so sweet.

Jensen catches up and immediately starts chiding Jared for running ahead--nipping at Jared's ears and gently biting his muzzle. Jared responds with a few licks to Jensen's nose, indicating that he isn't trying to be reckless. He's just too damn excited to not only be outside, but to be outside in four paw form. It is cold out, but their fur and the exercise keeps them warm. It'll be a long winter--they need to enjoy the outdoors as much as possible for the time being.

Side by side, Jared and Jensen begin scratching at more trees. There's something so satisfying about digging their claws into the bark. Doing this serves two purposes: to mark their territory and to sharpen their nails.

It's been an interesting--and welcomed--change thinking of his territory as their territory.

Jared stops scratching a tree just to lick Jensen's muzzle and the back of his ears. Jensen pants, tongue out, and whines when Jared stops. Barking once, stretching his paws forward, Jared challenges Jensen to another run. This time, Jensen bolts ahead.

For the rest of the early afternoon, they race each other and hunt down two rabbits--one a piece. After that, they find a small clearing and groom each other under a patch of sunlight. Jensen shifts only to let Jared out of his chair and curl up. Finished with that, he shifts back. Jared stretches out, placing his head over Jensen's flank.

Unfortunately for them, the sun begins its descent all too soon. Jared takes a few minutes to play like a pup and run in circles around Jensen, followed by bows forward to get him to play too. Jensen obliges him, but barks and looks towards the setting sun. Jared huffs. Damn the sun. He could stay out all night if given the opportunity. Unfortunately, the weather doesn't agree with Jared's desires. A cold wind picks up, rustling the grass and leaves beneath their paws. Ears pointed down, Jared reluctantly admits that it's best to head back to the yurt.

Jensen shifts to his two paw form and walks alongside Jared, carrying the two rabbits in his hand. At a leisurely trot, they make their way out of the forest.

An hour or two later, in his two paw form, Jared curls up in bed, under a pile of blankets and alongside as many hot rocks as Jensen could make. Jared caught a chill, and as a result, his muscles have started spasming. Jensen boils water and pours it into a hot water bottle. He closes it and places it on the small of Jared's back.

"Thank you," Jared murmurs, peeking out from his mountain of blankets.

Jensen frowns and nods. He holds back a lecture... for now. After rubbing his hands together, he starts gently massaging Jared's legs. Jared coos and sighs in relief.

"Hey." Jared looks up at Jensen. "Guess what."

"Hmm?"

"You get to kiss me."

"Oh?" Jensen perks up, no longer frowning. "I do?"

"Yes," Jared says. "You get to kiss the only part of me that doesn't hurt."

Jensen stops massaging and climbs into bed next to Jared. Soft, green eyes look back at Jared. "What part of you doesn't hurt?"

Jared slips his hand into Jensen's. He smiles, comfortable and warm--all thanks to his mate. Slowly, Jared guides Jensen's hand to settle on his abdomen.

"Here," Jared whispers, bumping their noses together. "Right here."

Jensen returns the smile. He disappears under the covers and plants a kiss right where Jared's hand is. He nuzzes the spot with his nose, and leaves a trail of kisses on his way up to Jared's lips.

There's so much hope for the spring.

[samanddean76]

First Lines Tag Game

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 posted fics and see if there’s a pattern!

tagged by @sam-is-my-safe-word

Gabriel had been enjoying a leisurely afternoon spent shirking everything that even vaguely resembled one of his many responsibilities, when the frantic prayer made a previously unscheduled stop inside his head.  - How To Accidentally Create Soulmates (Gabriel & Castiel, Sabriel, Destiel)

To know your own fate is a hefty weight that requires a great strength of character, in order to be able to properly deal with all of the various ins and outs, of the endless stream of what if scenarios that can pop up with little to no prior warning once the slightest variable is altered.   - The Oath (J2)

Dean snatched the paper out of Sam’s hand before his eyes scanned it quickly, his fingers fell open and it fluttered to the floor.  - Really, Sam? (Wincest)

“Please, tell me.  How are you going to fix this?”  - I'll Think Of Something (Wincest)

Sam’s body writhed beneath him, as he whimpered against the feel of Dean’s rock-hard cock as it split him wide open. - The Invocation (Wincest)

“But I thought you would consider this to be green.” - I Believe This Qualifies As Red (Wincest)

With a snap of his fingers Crowley appeared to concede to Castiel’s request, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief, until he heard the husky words that were coming out of the void directly in front of him.  - Yeah, Just Like That! (Wincest)

“You see, I thought that you were being sincere in your desire to heal the rift that had developed between heaven and hell." - You Were Merely Using Me (Castiel & Crowley)

Dean is an amazingly awesome Cupid, thank you very much! - The Wayward Cupid, The Boy King of Hell, and The Peen of Death (Valentine's Day inspired Wincest)

John Winchester had built a legacy up out of the ashes of his very own personally terrible tragedy. - To Know Him Is To Love Him (Destiel)

I honestly am not even sure what this indicates, other than I like a lot of words in my opener.

Tagging: @mrswhozeewhatsis, @jld71, @leatafandom, @mariekoukie6661, @girlsvmonsters

First Lines Tag Game

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 posted fics and see if there’s a pattern!

tagged by @jinkieswouldyoulookatthis

Every six months, Dean gets the call - (K)not For Sale (Dean/SoldierBoy)

Every hunt came with risk, with danger. It was part of the job. - Perfect Balance (Wincest)

D: Hey, you up? - Take Me Higher Than I've Ever Been (Wincest)

Dean has never shied away from telling you what he likes in the bedroom. - Save A Horse, Ride A... (Dean/F!Reader)

If you ignore the clocks in the Men of Letters bunker (and there aren’t that many to begin with), it’s impossible to tell the time of day. - Denial Junkie (Wincest)

Sam had tuned Dean out about half an hour ago. - Okay, Daddy (Wincest)

“Sam, we gotta talk.” - Regret Junkie (Wincest)

It’s getting worse. - Hate Junkie (Wincest)

He’s dying. - Shame Junkie (Wincest)

Sam isn’t sure how he even got Dean into the bunker. - Control Junkie (Wincest)

If we ignore the creeping dread of my Junkies fics - read bottom to top for max effect there lol I'm a fan of a catchy opening line. I like to be grabbed by my reading material & try to grab my readers the same!

Tagging: @talltalesandbedtimestories @runawaydr3amerao3 @deanwinchesterswitch @thoughtslikeaminefield @samanddean76

[kittenofdoomage]

I'm gonna dump a bunch of drabbles on Ao3 at some point today. They're old ones that I haven't gotten around to posting there. Just getting to the actual formatting and all that is... ugh. Bullshit. But it's all Winchesters, all filthy, and I hope it brightens someone's weekend.

Also dropping a J2 fic and a Sam fic in honor of Supernatural day which I think is today?? Yes? You're getting them either way 🤷‍♀️

Thinking about posting my Halloween monster fics here this year. I've got vampire Winchesters, incubus Stucky, fae Geralt and someone's a werewolf. Bucky I think 🤣 I forget what I write half the time.

[canonicallysoulmates]

Between the lines

It's in the picture. 

The two of them side by side, clinging to each other as they look out into the world, with their faces hidden from the camera.

It's in the caption. 

16 years. 192 months. 5,840 days. 140, 160 hours. 8, 409, 600 minutes. And counting. Together. 

A lifetime. A legacy build on the back of two boys playing brothers on tv. 

Two boys. Two characters.

The good, the bad it all leads to Sam and Dean.

They're the ones who introduced them, who brought them together. They've been the reason for their fights, and laughter, and tears. 

There's no one he'd rather be on the journey on; no one he'd rather spend his time with, no one he'd rather be associated with for the rest of his life. Now this wild ride is ending, soon filming will finish for the last time.

Jensen still struggles with it but he's ready it's time for them to part with their best friends, and start a new adventure. Together. 

It's in the picture. 

The two of them side by side. Like they have been from the moment they met 16 years ago. 

Friendship turned to love. 

Sam and Dean grew up in front of an audience, and so did they; they became husbands and fathers.

Side by side every step of the way. 

It's in his reply. 

The picture is no accident. It's no mistake. Or chosen in a rush.  

He's still jittery about the future in a way Jared isn't but they'll face the world and the future. Together. 

Just like how they started the crazy journey called Supernatural together. Started their family. Their businesses.  Side by side. 

It's how they'll finish the brother's journey.

It's how they'll face the unknown future. And however long they have on this earth.

Together. 

Side by side. 

Like they have done for the past 16 years. 192 months. 5,840 days. 140, 160 hours. 8, 409, 600 minutes. 

And counting.

(also on ao3)

[winmance]

Christmas Wish

"I don’t want to go" Jared complains again, dragging his feet on the floor.

“Jared, stop that right now, do you hear me? I’m done with your complaining. We’re already here, so either you stay in the car all alone, or you come inside without another word” His mom snapped

He stopped talking right away, knowing full well that he didn't have a choice.

He doesn’t get why he has to come here. It’s Christmas eve, and instead of being home, eating his favorite foods, he has to come here to give food to the orphans.

His mom told him why it was important, and he gets it, he does, but it doesn’t make it better. Josh didn’t have to come, neither did his sister or his father.

“Alright Jared, put one chocolate in each bag, ok?”

“One?” He frowns, “That’s not a lot. Can’t I put two?”

“No. One chocolate, one cookie, and an orange. Nothing more, we can’t give them more than that” She warn him “I need to start serving the food. You stay here, and you do what you're told ”

“Yes mom” He sighs.

Not only does he have to come here even though he doesn’t want to, but he can’t even stay with his mom. He has to stay alone, far away from everybody else, doing nothing else but put the treats in little bags.

It sucks. Big time.

None of the other kids his age he knows have to do this. Even Josh’s friends don’t have to do that, so why should he?

He's almost sure his siblings are opening their presents, even though mom told them not to. He could be playing with the red truck he asked for. It’s the most beautiful truck he's ever seen, with lights everywhere and even a siren! He can’t wait to see his friends faces when he shows it to them!

He's snapped out of his brooding when he sees something slip into the room he’s in. He freezes, holding tightly to the cookie in his hand.

“Who’s there?” He asks, his voice shaking with fear. “I know you’re here!”

“I-I’m sorry” A little voice says from across the room

Jared gets up from his chair, walking in the direction of the voice. There’s a little boy hiding under a table in the back of the room, his eyes wide with fear. He doesn’t seem any older than Jared, but he looks thinner than him, and his clothes don’t fit him the way they should.

“It’s ok, I’m not mad” Jared says “I was scared, that’s all”

“I don’t want to stay with the others” The boy says “They’re too loud”

“You can stay with me” Jared says with a smile “I’m Jared. What’s your name?”

“Jensen” The little boy says, getting up from his hiding spot

“You can help me with the bags if you want”

Jensen gives him a little smile in answer, holding out his arms like he’s afraid he's gonna fall, before following Jared toward the table.

They sit side by side, and after Jared explains how much of everything they’re supposed to put in each bag, and they start filling them again, going twice as fast as when Jared was doing it alone.

“Are you an orphan, too?” Jensen asks

“No, my mom made me come here” He admits, even though he isn’t as angry as he was before.

Jensen doesn’t talk a lot, but he answers every one of Jared’s questions and even laughs when he tells him a joke he learned at school (screw Josh for telling him that no one would find it funny). It’s nice and quiet, and Jared finds himself grateful that his mom forced him to come, after all.

“That was the last one” Jared says, closing the last bag. “My mom gave me some chocolate before we got here. You want some?”

“She won’t be mad?” Jensen asks, playing nervously with his fingers

“No, don’t worry”

Jared took two chocolates out of his bag, and gave one to Jensen.

They start eating them together, a huge smile on Jensen’s face as he bit into the candy. They’re mouths and tongues are dark with the chocolate, and they start making funny faces at each other, bursting into laughter every time one of them does a new one.

Maybe it’s not the Christmas eve Jared dreamed of, but it’s way better than he thought it would be, and he’s almost certain that he wouldn’t have had as much fun if he'd stayed home.

“Jared, you ready to go sweetie?” His mom asks, entering the room

“Can I stay a little longer?” He asks, doing his best puppy eyes to his mom

“Ten minutes, and not one more” She warmed him

“Thanks mom!” Jared smiles“You hear that Jensen? We can stay together a little longer!”

“But you have to go after?” Jensen asks softly

“Well, yeah” Jared admits “But I can always try and come to see you another day?”

“That would be awesome! We can have visitors everyday after four” he says, with huge smile on his face. “Can we eat some more chocolate?”

“Yeah, we can!”

Jared wonders if he could convince his parents to drop him off to see Jensen everyday. Maybe it’s not too late to change his Christmas wish.

Beta by @debivc78

[all-4-wincest]

SPN GIF DRABBLES!

I have several amazing gifs to work with for my SPN gif drabbles. But I only have one, two if I stretch the meaning of SMUT, to work with. I think I might have found a gif(t) to myself

I need to get my gay back up and working.

What do y’all think? It doesn’t have to look exactly like Sam/Jared and Dean/Jensen after all, does it? I think it will just require more imagination on both of our parts.

[there-must-be-a-lock]

The Present (J2 x Reader)

Basically a reworked snippet from my Everything-verse holiday story 🤷🏻‍♀️ bossy!Jensen, remote control vibrator, you know the drill. Fills my “date night” spot for @supernatural-jackles Tell Me A Story bingo!

557 words, mature.

“We should give her a break,” Jensen says softly, and you whimper your agreement. 

Jared pouts. “Why?” 

“Wouldn’t want her to soak through that pretty dress,” Jensen purrs. “Not yet, at least.”  

He reaches into his pocket and the vibrations fade, and you twist your napkin in your fingers, trying to regain some control.  

“You’re evil,” you tell him.  

Jensen just laughs, the bastard, and gives you a wink before pushing away from the table. “Bathroom. Don’t order dessert without me.” 

You take a second to breathe, and then you catch Jared watching him go with a slightly dazed smile. 

“Did you know he was planning this?” you ask, and he turns that same adoring (and adorable) smile on you. 

“Present was his idea,” he says. “Making you actually wear it tonight was my idea.” He holds eye contact, biting his lip to hold back his smirk, as he toys with his own remote.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” you say, laughing. “Of course it was, you goddamn exhibitionist.” 

Then the vibrations start up again, and you have to close your eyes and grit your teeth to hold back a whine. Your clit throbs almost painfully, and then the sensation is gone again; you can’t tell if that’s good or bad. 

Jared leans a little closer, dimples popping as he watches you squirm and press your thighs together, and murmurs, “Fucking hot, watching you try not to lose it.” 

“Not sure I can keep this up much longer,” you confess, gasping. “Feels so fucking good, you have no idea.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Feel for yourself. C’mon, we’re in the corner, nobody’d see.” 

“Don’t tempt me.” 

“Please?” you whisper, low and needy. “We could… sneak out. I’m gonna come so hard, want you to feel.” 

He inhales sharply and then lets his breath out in an uneven hiss, his eyes heavy-lidded and locked on your mouth. You know he won’t cave, not right here, but god, revenge is sweet. 

The vibrator thrums to life again, hard and sudden, and there’s this fizzing wave of electricity through your core, eye-poppingly intense for just a second before it’s gone again. Jared looks over your shoulder, and you realize Jensen is watching from the other end of the dining room, eyebrow cocked like he knows exactly what you were just trying to do. 

When he gets back to the table, you recognize the glint in his eyes. It means trouble. 

“You’d fuck her right here if you could, wouldn’t you?” Jensen says quietly to Jared. His voice is low and sultry and smoky, dripping sex, but his face is completely calm and composed. 

Jared swallows hard, cheeks flushed. “Not… here.” 

“So, let me guess. You were thinking about sneaking to the bathroom?’ Jensen says, smirking. He turns the vibrator on again without looking at you, and it pulses relentlessly, intense enough to make your thighs shake. “You’d just bend her over the sink, watch her face in the mirror… you’d love that, I bet. Knowing someone could just walk in at any second and see her with her legs spread for you…” 

“Fuck,” you gasp. “I can’t --” 

“You can,” Jensen says, smiling, eyes crinkling at the corners. “And you will. Because believe me, princess: as good as it feels now, that’s nothing compared to how we’re gonna make you feel when we get home.” 

[marsupialblues]

It's times like these (the J2 divorce) that we need to focus on what's really important, the person who needs us the most in these trying times.

Misha.

Someone for the love of god go check on Misha.

[negans-lucille-tblr]

Terrible Twos - negans-lucille-tblr turns 2! Drabble Celebration!

On the 18th February, my blog will be two years old! It feels like I’ve had this blog for forever!

In almost two years, I’ve gained almost 7K followers and over 170 patrons - and if you’d have told me that was going to happen when I set up this blog, I’d have laughed at you. This blog has exceeded my wildest expectations, I mean, I wasn’t even gonna use this blog (hence the shitty username 🙄) and yet, here we are! And it’s all because of you guys. Your comments, feedback, encouragement and love has been the main reason I’ve kept writing these past two years. I’ve made some life long friends on this hellhole of this site, and I just can’t imagine life without any of you now 🥰

So, as my blog is entering it’s terrible twos (and as my son is also in that phase - boy I know the true meaning of that phrase now LOL) I wanna celebrate by writing some “terrible” drabbles for you guys!! 

All the deets on entering are below:

This celebration is gonna be centric to J2/The Winchester brothers (because yanno - there’s two of them 😉 ) so all requests must be J2 x Reader / Winchesters x Reader (with or without J2/Wincest), or Jared x Jensen / Sam x Dean (romantically or platonically)

Your request can be any genre (I’m almost out of recovery, so smut is A-okay to request), my usual no-gos apply (toilet stuff/underage mainly), and I won’t fulfil any requests that are out of my comfort zone. 

Your request must include your chosen Pairing(s) and a “terrible plot” idea. The idea of the celebration being that I will try and make the “terrible” plot idea a little less terrible 🤞🏻

I won’t be fulfilling every single request, I will pick 12 and they will be posted one an hour, every hour between 9am and 8pm GMT on my blog’s actual birthday - the 18th Feb.

As I’ve gotta write 12 of them, they won’t be particularly long. More like imagines or short drabbles.

The deadline for sending in your request is the 15th Feb

You can send multiple, but as there are limited spaces, the liklihood of me picking more than one of your requests is slim, to give everyone a fair chance. 

Have fun!!! 

Send your request here 

Love you all! ❤️

[ohnoitsthebat]

@writinginthesecrettrees YES! Maybe they start off with a small goal at first (well, Jensen does. He figures it'll be 5 maximum)? But Jared is fully confident in his ability to get porked into next Tuesday, so he just smirks.

"so what's your toll for today?" Jensen asks from where he's lounging on the bed, hair freshly washed and sticking up a bit in places, wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs. He's holding a notepad and has a pencil tucked behind his ear.

"Uh. Eleven?'" Jared's voice raises higher on a question. He goes back to undressing. "I think."

"Ele--geez, Jared."

"I was horny!" Jared protests.

"you're always horny."

Okay, I blame the Jared + dudes gifset you reblogged for this. What if each of the guys in that gifset (Amell, random dude, Mark S, and Misha) all had their turns with Jared within the course of a day? Of course, Jensen gets a turn as well, but maybe all of this happens right under his nose without him knowing? Just Jared getting bent over and fucked senseless ❤

Tina, my dove, this is my song 🎶!

Maybe Jared and Jensen make a game of it: how many men can Jared fuck in a day without Jensen knowing? They compare notes at the end of the night, and Jensen had an inkling of one, maybe two, but that Jared got himself fucked so many times, and by so many dudes? (”And dammit, Jared, Amell? Again!!!” - “Aw, c’mon, Jensen, he’s so… enthusiastic.”) Jensen is always a little in awe of just how slutty Jared can get. ♥️

[compo67]

For the kissing drabbles! Can I request #7 for Back Pocket J2? Or is that too specific and not allowed? Regular J2 would be fine too!

(This took a while, but I hope you like it, nonny!)

-

It's a hot day on the island. No, wait. It's a molten lava day on the island. It's terrible, horrible, and seemingly never ending. And it's even worse because Jensen's home doesn't have any--ZERO--air conditioning.

From his side of the bed, Jensen grumbles. "Eat some watermelon," He slowly waves Jared off. "And stop complaining."

They've been naked all day and that still hasn't provided much relief from the oppressive, obnoxious heat and humidity.

Jared huffs and gradually sits up. Moving is difficult in this weather. Doing anything is difficult. He brushes his--frizzy?!--hair out of his face for the millionth time today. "I'm not complaining," he says, pointedly. "I'm... expressing my displeasure with the circumstances as they are."

"Ahh, okay." Jensen reaches towards the middle of the bed and picks up a slice of watermelon from its plate. "I'm so glad you made that distinction."

Jared's brain works hard at putting together a rebuttal, but it works even harder to notice the watermelon juice running down Jensen's stubbled chin. Jensen hasn't shaved in a week and oh my god, how has Jared just noticed this? He could cry at the thought of so many rug burn opportunities gone--wasted! And this past week was full of so much oral--

"Quit it," Jensen growls. "You're staring."

"I have every right to stare," Jared growls back.

"Not when it's creepy."

"I'm not creepy!"

Jensen laughs, deep and loud. It's the kind of full bodied laugh Jared has grown fond of hearing. If Jared could record it and slap it on a record, he'd sell copies of it on the street.

But he also enjoys keeping that laugh to himself. So maybe it's okay enough to just live in the moment and wait until the next one.

"Fine. You're not creepy." Jensen snickers and bites into his captured slice of watermelon. "I was just trying to express that I am not accustomed to being looked upon in such a manner."

Jared gasps. He climbs on top of Jensen's lap, settles there, and looks at him. "Such a manner, pft. You know what you look like, Jensen."

"I do?"

"Yes, you do."

"What do I look like?"

"Like..." Jared taps his lips. "Like a better version of Brad Pitt."

Jensen rolls his eyes and places his hands on Jared's hips. "Uh-huh. Your brain is a wild place, Padalecki."

"It's my world and everyone's just living in it."

"That checks out."

"Hey!" Jared swats at Jensen, then stops to squish Jensen's cheeks. "Look at you, look at this cute widdle face. Perfect for coming on."

Jensen busts out in laughter once again, shaking hard. "Is that all you think about? Coming all over my face?"

Jared reaches back and palms Jensen's cock. "I also think about this coming inside me."

This time, Jensen doesn't laugh. He bites his lower lip and instinctively pushes his hips up into Jared's palm. "Fuck," he groans, as Jared applies a little more pressure.

"Yeah," Jared murmurs, "that's the idea."

The island is a beautiful place in May, even if it leaves Jared feeling like a hot mess. They spent all day outside, in the shade, dressed only in shorts, lying down in the grass. They ate cold lemon-pepper shrimp and drank sugary concoctions imported from Japan while talking about everything and nothing at all. Most of the flowers in Jensen's garden are blooming. He talks to them as he waters them, which Jared (secretly) finds adorable. It might just warm up his cold, dead, Prada heart.

Heat on the island is so different than the heat in Manhattan.

It probably has something to do with Jensen slowly rocking their hips together.

"Third time today," Jensen comments, his voice gravely and dark, just the way Jared likes it.

Tying his hair back, Jared nods. "Maybe today we'll break our record."

"You mean... five times?"

"I mean," Jared leans down and kisses Jensen, "I'm up to the challenge."

They have nothing to do and nowhere to be today. Jensen texted Div and Dali to ask if they could check in on elders today. So far, all texts from them have reported everyone doing well. The teenagers are still planning to play soccer once the sun sets. Jensen wants to join them, Jared hopes to convince him to join them only in spirit--so he can get in that fifth round.

Jensen tastes so sweet, Jared considers having a bite of that watermelon.

Their lips part for a moment. Jensen bumps his nose against Jared's.

"I like having you on me," he says, keeping his voice low.

Jared smiles, unafraid of the crows feet that will inevitably appear around his eyes as time marches on. "I like being on you."

A beat of comfortable silence passes by.

Jensen breaks the silence. He squeezes Jared's ass. "Tell me something about the city."

Jared's noticed that Jensen enjoys listening to stories about New York, whether they're from Jared himself, Dali, or Roberta. Maybe it's Jensen's way of experiencing the city without actually being in the city. Maybe it's his way of easing into his own memories.

"Okay," Jared starts, sitting up again. He rocks backwards, Jensen's cock snug against his ass. He leans forward just a touch so he can tilt his hips, and places his hands on Jensen's broad, freckled chest for balance.

"I love the Dover Street Market on Lexington. It's near this incredible roof top bar. I forget the name of it, but it's got such a great view. But the market. Oh my god. I got the cutest Marc Jacobs lavender, argyle vest there one year. And last winter, I got the most beautiful cable knit dress with its own set of arm warmers. I wore it with a pair of Gucci tights and Prada heels. Speaking of Gucci, Dover Street had a python print leather skirt the last time I went. I should have bought it. It was dyed fire engine red. I have the perfect pair of Louboutin pumps for it. Of course, the damn clerk wanted $4,000 and a blow job for it. I don't regret not giving the blow job. But I do regret leaving the skirt behind. Oh! And there's Post Archive Faction at Dover. I bought a hoodie there for $800 once. It's a mess, but I make it look good. You see, it's got oval cut outs here..."

Jensen partially sits up and kisses Jared--hard and rough, with a kind of heat Jared doesn't mind at all.

"Shh," Jensen coos, effectively shutting Jared up. He tugs on Jared's ponytail. "I'm gonna fuck you now."

"Yes," Jared sighs, with a smirk. "Finally."

It's hot in Jensen's bed--and about to get hotter.

[jawritter]

One Last Road Trip

A/N: Okay, so, as most writers do when we have trouble digesting something in reality, or have trouble letting something go we write about it. After finding out about Jensen getting Baby, which I am over the moon about, it really brings the harsh reality that we are all going to be saying goodbye to Sam and Dean, at least on screen, for the foreseeable future. In order to help myself process the emotions I wrote this little drabble. It’s completely unbeta’d, so all mistakes are my own. Please don’t copy my work. Feedback is golden. Okay guys, let’s all cry together.

Pairing: J2 (Friends, non romantic), Baby

Summary: J2 get in Baby one last time for one more road trip home.

Word Count: 885

Warnings: None, maybe some language, well, then there is the gut wrenching reality that this is the end… 

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Jensen checked his phone for what seemed like the thousandth time, and let out a disgruntled huff of breath as he shoved it back into his pocket. Jared was literally going to be late to his own funeral. Knowing Jared, he had ran into a fan, and if that was the case, they were going to be getting on the road a lot later than Jensen had wanted, with one hell of a drive ahead of them.

Part of him was ready to get on the road and get home to his family, but part of him, a pretty big part if he was honest with himself, wasn’t ready to let this go. It had been a big part of his life for so long that it felt like losing a close friend, or the death of a relative. He was grieving him, Dean, his best imaginary friend, and at this point, you may as well say Dean was his alter ego. He’d played him so long that he was one of the most intimate parts of him, and he wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to really let him go; when he’d weaved so much of himself into him. 

Jensen adjusted the backpack on his shoulder and made his way over to the beautiful, sleek, black ‘67 Chevy Impala that was sitting on the curb just a few feet in front of him awaiting their departure. 

Jensen ran his finger along the smooth, shiny paint of her as he made his way from the trunk to the driver’s side door, giving her one final look over before tossing his backpack into the backseat through the open window, like Dean had done with his duffle bag so many times before. 

“You ready old friend?” he asked the car so lovingly deemed as Baby, by Dean, and the rest of the supernatural family. 

As he stood there, looking in the open window into the empty car, over a decade’s worth of memories flooded his mind. Memories of pranks played, memories of talks with his best friend as they sat for hours in her front seat, getting ready to shot the same damn scene over again because he kept fucking up his lines. Memories of the time he’d done a reverse 180 with minimal practice, and how proud he’d been of himself as he sat on her hood, and gave what was probably the most heartfelt, and self serving performance of his life as Dean told Sam about hell. 

He could still remember the first day he’d walked up to her, and the jaw dropping, fanboy drooling he’d done when he discovered that he got to drive this beauty. He had resolved from that moment over 15 years ago that when Sam and Dean’s work was finally done, he’d be the one taking her home. 

Dean wouldn’t be able to leave her behind, and dammit if he was going to either. She was a part of him, just as she was a part of Dean. 

The sound of the trunk shutting made Jensen nearly jump out of his skin as Jared’s overly tall form walked up to him, slapping him roughly on the back before making his way around to the passenger side of the car. 

Jensen bit back the flood of emotions that seemed to be edging their way from deep down inside of him, and pulled the driver’s side door open to join Jared inside the car. 

For a moment, neither one of them could speak. This time was so different than all the other times over the years they had got into this car. There were no camera crews, there were no directors yelling at them to stop fucking around and get there shit together. None of the team of people that had made Supernatural what she was were there anymore. It was just Jared, Jensen, and Baby.

Jared brought his hand down on Jensen’s shoulder, and Jensen hurriedly wiped away the single tear that was slipping down his face and looked over to his brother who was sitting next to him like he’d done so many times before, and found the same heartbroken expression on his face that seemed to be there this whole last season. Tears of his were own making their way down his face like the flood that Jensen refused to let go of yet. No, he’d do that later, sitting in his driveway late after everyone had gone to bed, and he could finally be alone.

“You ready brother,” Jensen asked Jared, his voice thick because it was so hard to talk around that lump of emotions that seemed to be stuck in this throat. 

“I’m ready, let’s bring our boys home one more time.”

Jensen sucked up as much air as he could into his burning lungs as he turned the ignition, and Baby fired to life. The sounds of AC/DC Highway To Hell filled the car, and as he looked into the rearview mirror when he had her pulled out onto the open road, he could have sworn he saw the ghost of Sam and Dean sitting in the back seat of the car, smiling, finally able to rest, finally able to go home, and ready for one last road trip into the setting sun.

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[all-4-wincest]

OMG @dwimpala-67 !!! So this is Jensen talking or writing his true feelings down!!! ❤️😍❤️😍❤️😍❤️😍. I’m so happy and excited that Jensen has “That’s why I’ve decided to break the ice and tell you. Tell you, I love you!” That’s the best idea ever, Jensen!!!

I know that I keep saying it, but I think it bears repeating. I really love and appreciate that you’re doing this for me. It’s an extremely nice way to distract myself from watching my mom die, slowly and painfully.

YOU ARE THE BEST PART OF MY DAY!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️. ILYSM!!!

Oh, I love, love, love the art you’re doing so sooo much!!! I’m excited that you’re doing this now and I can’t wait to see more!!!

XOXO, Liz

HOPEFUL...

There are days, Jay...

Days when I feel so helpless and vulnerable.

Days when I feel so lonely.

Those are the days that I wish you were with me.

To make me laugh.

To cheer me up.

To just hang out with me and tell me that everything's gonna be okay in my world.

But how could it be, Jay?

How could everything be okay when my whole world is You.

And the only person who is not with me.

The days pass by as if sketching through my memories to give a sign.

A sign, to tell me that I love you just as much.

How I wish I could tell you, my love, how much you mean to me?

And it's been so long...so long since I've been happy!

That's why I've decided to break the ice and tell you.

Tell you, I love you!

Because My heart can't take it anymore, Jay.

Just don't break my heart...

Or I'll be shattered!

@all-4-wincest

The Jensen monologue

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[winmance]

Prompt: Supernatural just started filming season one and Jared wants to / needs to break in Jensen to make sure they will have good chemistry. Rumours go that Jared's trailer rocked constantly for more than an hour and that the moaning was heard over the whole studio. ;)

Jared isn’t a shy guy. He’s friendly, kind, funny, and peoplewho meet him usually leave with a good impression. He never had a problemsocializing or meeting new people.

That’s why he can’t understand why he can’t seem to talk to Jensen Ackles.

He and hisnew co-star met a few months ago during the audition, and they clickedinstantly. They were both from Texas, had the same family history, the sametaste in music, and for a moment, Jared thought he had found his perfect twin.Hell, even their siblings had names that started with the same letters.

When helearned that they were both cast, he was thrilled.  Then, not even five minutes later, Jensen wascalling him and asking him if he wanted to go out for a drink.  

It wasgreat. Really great. Jensen was the perfect friend, the perfect co-star, andthey had an incredible chemistry, on and off the set.

It wasgreat, until they filmed the scene where Dean breaks into Sam’s apartment.

Fortechnical reasons, they did this one a few weeks after they started toshoot.  Jared often wonders if thingswould have been different if they’d filmed this scene first.

If theyhad, Jensen wouldn’t have had to change his clothes,right in front of Jared, and maybe Jared would have be able to focus onsomething else than how muscular Jensen really was.  How his skin seems to be the most soft andperfect skin ever, sprinkled by freckles. And maybe he wouldn’t have noticed how perfect Jensen’s ass was.

There’s probably a lot of things he wouldn’t have noticed. Or maybe he would’ve,but he would have had time to go take a cold shower and clear his head. Insteadhe found himself pinned down by Jensen, their bodies pressed as close aspossible.  While Jensen’s hands were trying to pull himcloser, he was also applying pressure with his lower body to roll Jared over.

That’s all it took for Jared to get hard.Not right in front of Jensen- No, that would have been too easy – But right on Jensen.

“I-I need a break” He says, getting up as soon aspossible.

He didn’t turn and look at Jensen, he simplyran towards his trailer as fast as possible, adjusting his pants on theway.  

“What’s gotten into him?” One of the crew member askedJensen, helping him up

“We’ve been filming for a while. He’s probably just tired” Jensen says, offering an excuse forJared, even though the young man was already too far away to hear him. “I kind of need one, too”

Jared isn’t a shy guy, but he can become onereally easily.

Forexample, getting hard while filming with his co-star is a situation thatresulted in him becoming really shy. Even more when he knew that Jensen feltit.  

Of course,Jensen didn’t say anything, he’s too nice to say it, but there’s no mistaking how he looks and actsaround Jared now.  As if he had to becareful with every single word.

It’s making Jared even more shy andawkward. Jensen shouldn’t be feeling like he needs to becareful around him, Jared is the one who fucked up here.

The worstis probably that their awkwardness around each other has an impact on theirscenes together.

Theirchemistry is all but gone.  It doesn’t fit with the brother’s relationship. The emotional scenewhere the brothers share their feelings is flat.  The tension between them filling the air, andinstead of a few extra takes, they end up behind an entire day.

Three weeksafter the “accident”, Jared decides that he has enough.He’ll apologize, tell Jensen that hedidn’t meant to… to do what he did, maybe make ajoke and then it will be done. He needs to come clean. It will be easy andquick.

He standsin front of Jensen’s trailer for almost ten minutes,unable to do anything. He can’t knock, can’t face the consequences of what hedid. He knows that it’s no big deal – they’re both men, and they know howthings work. But it’s not supposed to happen when you’re with another guy, much less whenyou’re working with another guy.

He can doit.

Or he can’t.

He doesn’t know.

He’s not sure.

Or maybe heis.

Yes, he is.

He can’t do it, can’t face Jensen and tell him that itwas an accident because it wasn’t, not really. He’s been thinking about Jensen sincethe very first day, and soon or later, Jensen would have find out.

He walksback to his own trailer and collapses on the bed, his mind dizzy witheverything that happened. He screwed up big. Really big. What if Jensen doesn’t want to work with him anymore?What if the show ends because of him? He’s not the only one involved here.There’s hundreds of people working on theset, people who would lose their jobs because of him. He won’t be able to find a job after that.What if Jensen tells everybody what happened? What if –

He’s cut out of his thoughts whensomeone knocks on his trailer.

Is that it?Is he gonna learn that the show is over, that he is fired?

But when heopens the door, he’s surprised to see Jensen standing infront of him, his hands in his pockets, looking almost as awkward as Jared.

“Hey” Jensen says, bouncing from one feetto the other “I, uh, I saw you in front of mytrailer but you left before I got there”

“You weren’t in your trailer?” Jared asks, his eyes widening. Hehadn’t even thought about checking ifJensen was there or not.

“No. There was a problem with how the makeup looked on screen so I had to doa scene again. You didn’t knock?”

“I- Yeah, I knocked, I just- Ithought maybe you were busy” Jared tries to laugh it off, but heknows he’s not convinced. He’s a really good actor, but when itcomes to lying, he’s pretty awful at it.

“Can I come in?”

“Yeah, yeah, of course”

Jaredpushes himself aside, letting Jensen enter his trailer. They’re gonna talk. This is it. This isthe moment.

“Listen, Jared-“

“I’m sorry”

Jensenfrowns at Jared’s words, much to Jared’s confusion.

“Why are you sorry for? I’m the one who fucked up”

“What? No, you didn’t” Jared says, “I-Listen, whathappened during the scene-“

“Was unprofessional” Jensen finishes “It- We’re colleagues, and we’re… It was indecent, rude, and it putus in a really awkward situation so I wanted to apologize”

“Apologize?” Jared repeats. His heart breaksknowing how disgusted Jensen is with the situation, but he can’t blame him. He just can’t understand why Jensen isapologizing.

“For… You know, getting hard while wewere filming?” Jensen says, biting his lips

“I got hard during that scene” Jared corrects him “I-I’m the one who did that”

“What? No, I did”

“You were hard?”

“Yeah. You were too?”

“Yeah” Jared admits, a little laughescaping his lips.

Jensenlaughs too, all the tension leaving his body, and Jared quickly followshim,until they both burst into laughter.

“Dude, I thought I fucked up” Jensen says “I thought you hated me”

“I thought you hated me too”

They laugha little more, all the awkwardness from the past few weeks disappearing.Knowing that Jensen had the same problem as him makes Jared feel lighter. Atleast, he’s not a freak, or if he is, then sois Jensen.

“So, we’re good, right?” Jared asks, just to be sure

“Yeah, we’re good Padalecki”

Jensensmiles again before walking toward the door. But instead of opening it, he juststays in front of it, his hand on the handle.

“Hey, can I- Can I ask what… you know, got this reaction?”

“Oh” Jared can feels his cheeks burning,and he quickly drops his head, hiding behind his bangs “Just, I don’t know, the tension from filming, Iguess. And you?”

“Yeah, the tension, too” Before Jared can realize what is happening,Jensen is in his personal space, He’d never seen Jensen so closely, except whenthey were filming and he was Sam at the time, not Jared. “I mean, your ass had a lot to dowith it, too”

“My-My what?”

“Ass” Jensen whispers, his hands slidingbehind Jared before touching his ass softly, leaving room for Jared to leave ifhe wants. “I’m not reading this wrong, am I?”

“No, you’re not” Jared admits, bringing his headcloser to Jensen. He doesn’t know what to do.  Doesn’t know what they should or shouldn’t do, but luckily, he doesn’t have to think about it any longer,Jensen’s lips are already pressed againsthis.

Jared doesn’t waste time over thinking this, andright away, opens his mouth so Jensen can slide his tongue in.

It’s hot and messy, Jensen’s hands squeezing his ass hardernow, bringing him as close as possible while a moan escapes Jared’s lips. It’s good, so good, better than anygirl he ever been with, their bodies working together, dancing together likethey were born to it.  

Jensenpushes him down the hall, into the bedroom and gently onto the bed, their kissnever breaking.  He starts to undresshim, kissing every part of his skin. When he starts to lick his nipple, Jaredmoans again, his legs closing around Jensen, bringing their cocks closer.

“Have you ever…?”

“With a man? No” Jared admits “But I want to. If-If it’s ok with you”

“You’re too adorable for your own good,you know that?” Jensen laughs, kissing Jared again.

Jensen getsrid of his own clothes, and the next thing Jared knows, they’re both naked.  He can see everything; the freckles on Jensen’s chest and shoulders, his pinknipples, his really big dick, thats rubbing against his.  Jared’s mouth waters when he thinks abouttaking it in his mouth. Maybe another time.

“Condoms?” Jensen asks, biting on Jared’s neck

“In- In the-the nightstand”

Jensenreaches in and takes a condom out before searching for the lube.

The firstfinger against his rim makes him jump a little, but Jensen helps him relax,sweet talking in his ear while working him open slowly.

“So good, Jay, so good” Jensen whispers, biting Jared’s lobe “Think you’re ready for more?”

“Yeah, please Jensen, more”

Jensenobliges, pushing a second finger inside Jared before moving a little deeper,searching for Jared’s sweet spot.

He knows hefinds it when Jared screams his name, his whole body convulsing with pleasure.

It doesn’t take long before Jared begs formore again, and after pushing a third finger, Jensen finally lines himself upwith Jared’s entrance.

“Ready?” He asks, Jared’s legs still around him

“Yeah”

“If it hurts, we can stop”

“Come on Jen, just do it”

Jensenrolls his eyes and carefully, starts to press inside Jared.

There’s no word strong enough to describewhat Jared is feeling. It hurts a little, but Jensen is gentle. He tries tofocus on everything else. On the fact that Jensen is inside of him, reallyinside, where no one else has ever been.

In a normalsituation, he wouldn’t have done it. Wouldn’t have slept with a guy for thefirst time, or at all, after just one kiss. But Jensen… Jensen is perfect. He makes himfeel whole, and right now, they’re finally one, and a peacefulfeeling is spreading inside of Jared.

“You can move” He says after a few moments.

“You’re so tight” Jensen moans, rocking his hipsslowly “Just for me, right, Jay?”

“Just for you”

Jensenrocks into him faster and stronger, hitting Jared’s sweet spot in the process, andJared can’t remember a time when he screamedso hard, when he’d had so much pleasure while having sex.

Not oncedoes Jensen stops kissing him, telling him how good and perfect he is.

When it’s finally over, they lay on Jared’s bed for an hour, cuddling andkissing as much as they can.

“It’s not- It’s not a one time thing, right?” Jared asks, tracing Jensen’s freckles with his fingers

“No. I mean, unless you want it to be”

“I don’t” Jared hurries to say “But I don’t want it to interfere with the show”

“It won’t, I promise. We’re just… releasing some tension, you know?” Jensen rubs Jared’s back gently “I mean, as long as we keep doing ituntil the show ends, we’re good”

“It sounds like a contract” Jared laughs

“It is” He admits, “And all good contracts end with akiss”

Jaredlaughs again, but lets Jensen kisses him anyway.

He hopesthe show will be picked up for another season.

beta by @debivc78​

[impala-dreamer]

~ Jensen Birthday Drabbles Masterlist ~

Sunday Morning (Jensen x Reader, NSFW)

I Can’t Believe You (Cockles, Fluff)

Forty-Two (J2 x Reader, NSFW)

He Earned It (Jensen x Reader, NSFW)

Lunch Break (Cockles, NSFW)

It’ll Do (Jensen x Reader, NSFW)

Seriously? (Jensen x Reader, Fluff)

Family Style (Jensen x Reader, NSFW)

Worthwhile (Jensen x Reader, NSFW)

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