#jared tristan padalecki fanfiction

[charliesangel67]

In the process of writing the Theodore Nott headcannons from a while ago bc I didn't save it and I deleted all of it by accident 😔

Anyway, I'm gonna write a fluffy fic but idk who for, pls vote. Thankss 😊

[team-free-will-you-idjits-67]

This Crazy Life (Part 5)

This story is PURE fiction. I mean absolutely NO harm to Jared or his family. Especially Gen. (Also, no Gen hate or I’m blocking your ass cause it’s not tolerated here.)

Description: Your life changed the moment Jared Padalecki walked through the doors of your shit job, in your shit town. You helped him as much as you could, becoming extremely close. (Characters, Warnings, etc. will change per part.)

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Atlas Waitress

Word Count: 1310

Warnings: Fluffy, some mentions of anxiety. 

A/N: Sorry it’s been awhile. This last semester of college and working at the same time is DRAINING me. I hope to start releasing regularly again soon. 

Taglist

Masterlist / Jared Padalecki Masterlist / Part 4

You and Jared talked over your pizza for hours, eventually picking at cold globs of cheese on paper plates.

You chuckled as the waitress walked by giving you both the stink-eye, “I think she wants her table back, Jare.”

He smiled and nodded his head, “Yeah. I’ll leave a pretty big tip though to make up for it.”

You dug in your purse, “I can contribute.”

He waved his hand towards you, “No. You drove here, you’re helping me. I’m paying.”

You put your hands up dramatically, “Okay, Mr. Padalecki.”

You got up as he threw a 100 dollar bill on the table and softly smiled towards him. He was going through, arguably, the worst thing in his life and he was being kinder to strangers than you’ve ever seen someone be before in your life. He blew your mind. Literally.

As you walked out of the restaurant, Jared caught the waitress. “Money is on the table upstairs. Keep the change.”

She nodded and smiled as she walked up the stairs, probably figuring he gave her a couple extra bucks for a tip. Not seventy. You both snickered as you heard a muffled squeal filter through the restaurant.

Brisk Spring air hit you both as you exited ‘Atlas’. You instinctively wrapped your arms around your torso, trying to keep heat from escaping your body. Turning towards Jared you asked, “What do you want to do now? Go back to the hotel?”

He sighed and put his hands in his pockets as he looked down Market Street. “I kind of want to explore down here. This looks like a really cool street.”

You shrugged, “Okay. Which way do you want to go then?”

Jared pointed and you followed. You walked around Market Street, continuing conversations about yourself and answering any questions that Jared had. Every once and awhile you’d ask him a personal question. You both were getting to know each other pretty well, even in the short 24 hours that you had been together. It was nice. You had only dreamed of meeting Jared at a convention one day. But walking down an everyday street of your life with your favorite star by your side? This was something you couldn’t even fathom.

“Y/N?”

You looked up towards the gentle giant with a smile, “Yeah?”

“You kind of disappeared there for a second. You okay?” Worry was etched across his face. Was he really worried about you? Did he think he was boring you?

Chuckling you responded, “Yeah. I was just thinking about how crazy this is.”

“How crazy what is?”

You tucked hair behind your ear, “This. Meeting you. Eating with you. Walking around with you.” You exhaled deeply, “This was something that I never imagined in my life would have happened. I always thought I would just meet you for a couple seconds at a convention and that would be it.”

He nodded with a wide smile, “I guess this is kind of crazy, isn’t it?”

You softly scoffed while you dug in your purse for your keys, “Yeah. Don’t get me wrong though, even though the circumstances completely suck, I’m happy to have met you and help you out.” As you approached your car, Jared opened your door for you. You smiled as you slid into the driver’s seat, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He paused with your door open, “I’m glad to have met you too, even though the circumstances.” He gave you a small smile before he shut your door and walked around to the passenger side. As he settled into the passenger seat and fished his phone out of his jeans pocket, he blew out a long breath. “I’m nervous,” he said as you started the ignition.

You smiled and laid a hand on his knee trying to provide some comfort, “I know. But this will be good. I’m sure people are starting to wonder where you are at this point, and Jensen will be the best person to let know where you are right now.” You took your hand off his knee and shifted the car into reverse, pulling out of the parking spot to go back to the hotel.

Jared nodded as he unlocked his phone, “You’re right. I should at least let someone know where I am.” He sighed one last time before he hit Jensen’s contact in his phone and began the call.

You swear the phone didn’t even ring once before you heard a muffled, “Jared. Thank god.”

Jared chuckled, “Hey Jensen.”

You focused on the road as you merged onto the highway, trying not to eavesdrop on the conversation between Jared and his best friend, but it was hard not to.

“I’m okay man, I ju-just needed to get away.” Jared cleared his throat, “I’ll be back before filming starts.”

You couldn’t hear much of Jensen on the other end of the line. Jared rolled his eyes a couple times, causing you to smile and giggle softly. They were literally brothers.

Jared turned towards you, “Where is the closest airport?”

You bit at your lip, “Uh, that depends. Do you want a 45 minute drive from the hotel and a more expensive ticket or a two hour drive and a cheaper ticket?”

“Did you hear that, Jense?” Jared nodded as Jensen spoke to him, “Where is the airport that’s 45 minutes from the hotel?”

“Elmira.”

“Elmira,” Jared repeated into the phone. He nodded once again, “Okay man. Let me know then. Thanks, bye.”

You focused on the highway with a raised brow, “What was that about?”

Jared huffed, “Jensen is flying out here as soon as he can. He’s such a worry wart.”

You chuckled, “Well, it’s understandable. You dropped off the face of the map. You can say you’re okay but he won’t know until he sees you.”

He rubbed at his face, “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“So, he’ll let you know when he has a ticket?”

“Yeah.” As if right on cue, Jared’s phone went off. He scoffed as he looked at the message he received, “I guess he’s getting on a flight tomorrow morning and will be here tomorrow afternoon.”  

You nodded. Keeping quiet as you got off the highway and drove towards to hotel.

If you thought your anxiety was bad before, it ramped up with the idea of Jensen coming into town. How would Jensen react to the fact that you were helping Jared? Would he be upset? Would he be grateful? How would he react towards you in general? Would he think of you as a fan who were trying to get something out of Jared, or even himself?

“You okay, Y/N?” Jared asked as you pulled into the hotel’s parking lot.

You put the car into park and looked towards him. His eyes danced across your face with worry, making you feel at ease and slightly stupid at the same time. You gave him your number to help him, and here he was, worried about you.

You smirked, “I’m okay. Just… nervous.”

His head quirked to the side, “Why are you nervous?”

You sighed, “I just don’t know how Jensen will act towards me, or this.” You looked out the windshield, “I just don’t want him to think I’m trying to get something out of either of you.”

“He won’t think that.”

“How do you know?” You asked as you focused back towards him.

He smiled, “Because if you wanted something out of this, you would have blackmailed me for it already.”

Your eyes went wide with shock, “Wait, people have done that before?”

He chuckled at your reaction, “Yeah, they have. More when we were younger though and didn’t know any better.” Jared patted your hand on your thigh, “Everything will be fine Y/N. I promise.”

You swallowed thickly and giggled, “I hope so Jare. I hope so.”

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[iamnathannah]

So...I got this review on ff-net for "Longing" this morning. Usually I love reviews because they give me encouragement...this ain't one of them, though.

If you don't want to read through it, in summary...

"Great story, but it seems like you hate men and the direction of society. Why isn't Dean just the bland fella presented in the show? Why is he violent and a cheating asshole who's rich; that's Logan y'know? Love the story as I said and Madeline and Louise are great, but I'm done with it."

Yeah, a lot to unpack here if you're not in the GG fandom like I've been since near the beginning, along with the basic concept of fanfiction.

"It's a well-written story with good characterisation of Rory and Paris but...there's a lot of anger in it."

When I started the story in 2003, the sky was the limit, and Paris and Rory were on their way to great lives bereft of any issues with men and so much potential for women in the world. Fast-forward to 2019...where we have a lying cheat of an asshole in the White House, merely disagreeing with a man is enough to bury your Twitter mentions in hate, and LGBTQ+ rights are being attacked at every turn.

Then we have the aftermath of AYITL, which dynamited Rory's future into being completely dependent on men (aka Logan), took away her entire drive and reason for being, and left her as a homewrecker having a kid she probably never wanted. And Paris is in a loveless marriage with a completely underwritten Doyle whose character traits went from 'being a loving and supporting boyfriend to a neurotic Jewish girl with the entire world upon her shoulders' to 'wink-wink Danny Strong writes Empire and Oscar-winners; Doyle can't raise kids let's just write that Doyle's that now since we threw out the Doyle notebook in our post-S6 burning of all our character notes'.

Yeah, over sixteen years, you tend to write for your reality, and the reality right now? Totally sucks.

"Some of it seems to be directed at society, some of it at the show, with a disproportionate amount of it being taken out on mostly male characters who bear only a passing resemblance to their on screen portrayal..."

Once again...AYITL hasn't aged well. Society hates journalists. It hates driven women (see my last post taking down that asshole who hates Brie Larson). Males are pretty damned well responsible for most of it. And I haven't had the best male figures of my life and have been mostly around women. I'm probably not going to write a positive view of some men; it's bias, and I own up to it here.

And yeah, my men don't match up to how they are on screen. Because, fanfiction is...

'Fiction written by a fan of, and featuring characters from, a particular TV series, movie, etc.'

Speaking of which...

"...Which seems to have got worse as I suspect you liked the show less and less."

You're reading my story. A Gilmore Girls fanfiction. My Twitter bio declares that I've loved it a decade and a half before the Gilmore Guys started their podcast. A show where I literally follow nearly main actor on the series into every future project they've had and watched loyally, for the most part. I buy every movie the girls have been in. Fanfiction isn't defined as 'a random person writing hate screeds against a particular TV series, movie, etc.'. You're not going to ever see me write even a drabble about how much Kevin Can Wait should be called Kevin Can Burn In Hell Because He's a Ghoulish Sexist Fuckface Who Celebrated His Wife's Death To Move On With His Former Hot Wife From Another Show.

Still love Gilmore Girls in full. But being a fan doesn't mean I have to like every single decision the writers and ASP ever made.

That is the fun of fanfiction. If I disagree with canon...I can disregard it, in part, or in full. I have never been able to find a fellow fan that agreed with every plot point the show has ever made. I hope I never will, because that's definitely not why anyone should ever be a fan of the show.

And excuse my language here...but I've written over a MILLION WORDS for this story. 27 chapters have been posted. I have an eventual endgame planned for the story that has been in my mind since the day I posted chapter one. Why the fuck would I write a million words about something I hate?!

"Dean has gone from a good first boyfriend who just wasn't right for Rory long-term to a violent thief who cheated on Rory throughout their relationship and never loved her anyway. And now, incredibly, seems to be just another entitled rich kid? It feels like you really want to bash on Logan but can't find a way to have him in the story, so you've turned Dean into him."

Oh reviewer...dear reviewer...oh, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into.

I have ALWAYS hated Dean. Always. Since January 2001 when I caught up on the backlog of episodes I missed because I only started watching during the two back-to-back night Christmas episodes, the only positive thought I've been able to spare for him was that Jared Padalecki (no attacks on him here, just the character) got a good living playing a completely underwritten bore who has nothing redeeming going on and a backstory that I would call 'existent'.

The show claims he's from the south side of Chicago in a neighborhood near the Dan Ryan that has 5% white people going by the zip code of his mail from there (the show's basic research department blew it there). Most white people from Chicago are in the Gold Coast, the northwest suburbs, or the North Shore. I have been adjacent to the Chicago market my whole life. He's from the North Shore, no question, judging from how his parents seem to have good enough wealth and how every white guy Chicago teenager story is drawn from a kid from the North Shore.

He literally punched Jess out three times!

He made Rory fear violence for merely losing a bracelet he gave her and for being near Tristan for a school function (LOL, Dristan...that burn still causes me to laugh at inappropriate times about how dumb it was, and I'm sure Tristan has it as one of his constant bon mots).

He called her home phone nearly a hundred times a day and drove her to the edge of madness with a 'must watch every day' love of Lord of the Rings that compares unfavorably to my four year-old nephew only loving Frozen, PJ Masks and Daniel Tiger. That isn't anyone any person has to tolerate in a relationship.

Dean’s only reaction to Rory trying to prove a point with her Donna Reed night was just she looked hot and he learned nothing about how women hate being confined to being solely homemakers and sexual receptacles.

He dumped her because she didn’t say “I Love You” like it was the goddamned bonus round in Wheel of Fortune and she didn’t get the solution out before the buzzer.

Dean’s shambles of a gift, that piece of shit car? It almost killed Rory and Jess. It looked like it didn’t have seatbelts. I’m surprised we didn’t get an episode where Dean ended up homeless because Richard sued his cheap ass into the fucking ground.

He decided to make her go back to him in front of the entrance of Chilton, where Rory would have looked like the biggest b***h in history if she didn’t return an ‘I love you’, and goddamned well knew it. Any good person would have done this in fucking private, like a considerate person.

He never respected the Chilton side of her life. At all. If it was up to him, he would’ve made up a bomb threat and had his friend imitate Rory’s voice to get her kicked out of the school she spent her young life trying to get into. If it was up to him, Harvard would have never even been a possibility, and if not for Jess coming in, he would have intimidated her into pushing off her dream entirely to stay in the kitchen.

His origin story was never mentioned outside 'he moved from Chicago and had a girlfriend in the past, Beth'. Fanfiction allows you to examine the holes in stories and go from there, and I just worked with them because the thing with moves to new locales? You can have a brand new image with people, and they will never know what you did in your old place. Judging by his violent/stalkerish tendencies, he has a pretty good case for having Imposter Syndrome that eventually reset itself in the Hollow.

Over time he went from a guy who seemed to like good literature to hyperfocusing on the 'it' media property of the time. Likely he started out liking fine literature, but once he fell in with the imbeciles of his friend group in the Hollow, that proved to be a lie.

He had a thing about being close to Lorelai. So much that around that time, there were so many more people shipping Lorelai/Dean than Rory/Dean as a romantic couple. If not for his later flanderization, that fangroup would still be strong.

HE CHEATED ON HIS WIFE!

**HE. CHEATED. ON. HIS. WIFE!

***HE! CHEATED! ON! HIS! WIFE!

****And outside losing his home and some stuff being damaged (rightfully fucking so) by Lindsay, both her and Rory took all the brunt of the damage his wandering dick did between all of them. Lindsay was guilted by her parents for checking out on her marriage and was never heard from again (I assume she's in a convent now because ASP's writing outside of Lorelai and Rory [or Paris, Sookie and Lane on a day she wasn't angry at the world for not pressing her hat right] for women was 'they are the enemy'). Rory had to find her way back to her old self (and she never did going by ending up with Logan). Dean? Welp, good thing "Supernatural" started at that time to save ASP the bother of having to explain what a dumbass Dean was.

*****Justice for Lindsay Lister! I hope she didn't go to a convent, but flipped off her parents, squealed out of town and is killing it in a career where she's respected, with a partner who loves her deeply.

The scene where he cornered Rory into sex in her house and said he didn’t love Lindsay was sexual assault and gaslighting. ASP intended it to be romantic, but instead created a nightmare scene that would be completely passe in a Lifetime movie. Rory’s first time was her being forced to give up her sexual agency for the pleasure of only Dean. And it’s exactly why the Paris/Rory scene I wrote on the yoga mats was intended to be the exact reverse of that trash.

He hoped to get ahead in life on a hockey scholarship. That's...not a life plan. And he paid for it by being stuck doing construction.

He hated Paris. He hated that Rory had her as a friend. He wanted a life with Rory that never involved Paris.

Paris is a strong-ass lady for daring to step to him and lie through her teeth about wanting Jess to stop the Great Stars Hollow Homicide of 2002 By The Coward Dean Forrester from ever being a thing.

LOL Logan is Tristan Lite and always will be.

About ten chapters back I mentioned how the girls consider Logan terrible already from a distance based on the New York media scene. Trust me, he's in this story (he may be a little more in this story later).

"There is a lot to recommend in this, like the slow burn set-up (although you've made up for it since!)..."

#backhandedcompliment (Also, what's to recommend? Love to know what you did like, but you spent all that time saying 'I'm mean to men', so I guess you ran out of time on that)

"...and turning Madeleine and Louise into three-dimensional characters..."

You sent me a flame, but didn't expand on what you loved about this? Thanks for the lack of feedback (and for misspelling Madeline’s name).

"But there are several reasons why it's not been an easy read so I won't be hanging out for an update, I'm afraid."

You basically said that you consider me a man-hater and that because I choose to have the ladies present their views in the story, you don't like that I'm drawing real life into their motives, mores and decisions. And you said I hated the show when most of my friend circle was formed through bonding through it, and we still love it, even if we think Rory needed to do better in life and ASP's writing weakened as each season went on.

I don't need readers like you, seriously. There are many other Rory/Paris stories you can read out there. As I have said in many other flame responses;

I am not the be-all end-all of Paris/Rory fic. PLEASE, read other writers. Enjoy their stuff. But don't whine at me or them because we choose to show that even in fictional worlds, people are against LGBTQ+ issues and people. We're not going to get equality by sugar-coating or whitewashing our way past those issues, and if you can't handle what I consider light attacks against entitled men, you should probably find something else to read.

[lunarsaturn88]

Love Song

Warnings: Angst and fluff

Words: 1923

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x Reader

A/N: I heard this as a cover called the Best Love Song by T-Pain featuring Chris Brown and it’s the  Cimorelli Cover version of it. But it is changed around for this fic due to the names that are announced in it. Also this is purely fanfiction. I have nothing against Genevieve. I love her with Jared and their adorable little family. So I hope that you guys enjoy it.

You nervously stood with Kim, Briana, Jensen, and Richard, while Rob was already playing a few of Louden Swayne’s songs. Your hands wringing together nervously. You had been talked into singing that night with Louden Swayne and of course you had picked a song that you had known well. But it also meant that you were going to bear your heart out to the fandom and to someone else, who had no idea how you truly felt.

Briana put her hand on your shoulder causing you to turn your head to look at her. “You got this… Jared is insisting on playing an instrument tonight…”

You nervously bit your red painted lower lip. You hadn’t expected Jared to pick a time like this to be part of the Saturday Night Special. He had already joined in the Saturday Night Special and the last time that he had done it… he actually had sang coming out of his shell some thanks to Jensen. “T-That’s wonderful.” You said your voice going up an octave.

Jensen looked over at you and saw your panic stricken face. “Hey, Y/N.” He said making you automatically look up at him. “You got this.” He was trying his best to calm you since it was the first time that you were going out on stage to sing.

You swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat. You nodded your head shyly.

“You can always back out of this, Y/N… I know that you are bearing your feeling out to the world.” Jensen giving you a look.

“How… how did you know that?” You stuttered out unsure of how Jensen had figured out that you were bearing your soul out to the world and your heart to someone who you never told that you had feelings for.

“Y/N I can tell just by looking at you.” Jensen said giving you a look. “You can always back out of this…  I mean this is the first time of you performing on stage with the rest of us… you don’t have to do it unless you truly want to.”

“They had asked me to do this, Jensen.” You said softly running your hand through your hair. “I can’t disappoint the fans now can I?”

Jensen patted your shoulder. “Even though you’re telling someone that you like him?”

You nodded your head. You messed with the ear pieces that would block out the loud music when you sang tonight with the rest of the cast. You knew that this wasn’t going to be easy on you in the least bit. You heard your name called out by Rob along with Briana’s, Kim’s Richard’s and Jensen’s. You could hear the crowd screaming for you guys as you walked out with your friends. You looked over out of the corner of your eyes and saw Jared on the stage as well.

You felt your heart ram in your chest due to the nerves. You knew that this was it, it was going to be all revealed in front of the fans and they didn’t even know it. But your SPN cast mates would probably be able to figure it out much like Jensen had and they had. The only one that was oblivious was Jared. You gripped onto your mic tightly in your hands as the music slowly began by Louden Swayne.

Y/N hey, Briana, Jensen

Rob, Richard, Kim

The six of of you said your own names into your mics as you moved towards the front of the stage not paying much attention to what was doing at that moment. You knew that Jared didn’t know what you were doing. At least not yet. You took a breath and began to sing.

Turn up the base, turn up the treble.

I’m about to take you to a whole another level

DJ turn off what your playing,

I want the whole world to hear what I’m saying

Because this boy means so much to me,

And now we’re on the floor and he’s holding me.

And if I wanna let him know

It’s gonna be better than what they do on the radio

You felt your fear dwindle away as you sang the first verse. You were glad that you had Jensen, Briana, Rob, Richard, and Kim in on this. You had told them about this song and they thought that this was the best way for you to admit your feeling towards the shaggy haired man that you had fallen so in love with. You jumped on the stage some to try and get more of the nervousness out of your system.

You hadn’t even noticed that Jared was staring at you out of the corner of his eyes. That he had been watching you so closely.

It’s gotta be the crunkest

It’s gotta be the loudest

It’s gotta be the best, the best love song he ever heard in his life

I gotta tell him how I feel

I gotta let him hear, the best love song he ever heard in his life

No need for me to write it, I just gotta picture him smiling

And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby

Now we’ve got the whole  stadium in love like that

Jensen, Briana, Rob, Richard, and Kim sang with you in their parts that the six of you had rehearsed during that day.

You closed your eyes ignoring the cheers from the fandom that was enjoying the song and not only that you were blocking out the bright lights of the cameras of people taking pictures.

Turn on the lights, give me a mic

I’m about to sing and do it just how he likes

Jump off the stage, crowd surfin all the way,

You know it’s right just do the wave

Break it down like an earthquake

And if you wanna be with me

Put your hands in the air, show me the energy

Your hips swayed to the music as you sang. Your eyes slowly fluttered open and you looked over to Jensen, but you almost gasped when you saw that Jared was right there. You were in shock to see Jared that close to Jensen and looking right at you. Your heart began to ram in your chest even more.

Was he starting to figure out that this song was for him and his and your friends were helping you out to admit the feelings that you had towards him? That made your heart race. You had no idea what the end of this song was going to bring. But you could see in Jared’s eyes he was enjoying the song that you were performing for the show.

It’s gotta be the crunkest

It’s gotta be the loudest

It’s gotta be the best, the best love song he ever heard in his life

I gotta tell him how I feel

I gotta let him hear, the best love song he ever heard in his life

No need for me to write it, I just gotta picture him smiling

And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby

Now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that

Kim, Briana, Richard, Jensen, and Rob had joined you again as you tried to keep yourself calm by  moving yourself around the stage. The one thing that you so far had loved was the crowd was eating it up. You eyed around the hall seeing some people were singing along with you which made your heart soar.

You felt someone wrap their arm around you and you thought that it was Jensen. You knew that the crowd was cheering. So you assumed that it was Jensen since they tend to cheer for him since you knew that, that man had such an amazing voice.

Homie kiss your girl

Shorty kiss your man

We can see you on the kissing cam

Now show me some love

Show me some love

Now look her in the eye, say baby I love you

I never put no one above you

And if you feel that way

Go ahead and kiss your baby

And now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that

And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby

And now we got the whole stadium in love like that

You raised your mic free hand and waved a little bit before bowing and blowing a few kisses to the fans. You turned your head expecting Jensen, but it wasn’t Jensen that was next to you with his arm around you… it was Jared!

You pulled forward nervously. Had he figured it out that the song was for him? You shyly darted around him and towards the back to make sure that he didn’t follow you, but luck wouldn’t be on your side as you removed your ear gear he had grabbed your bare arm. You should’ve known that he was going to catch up with you fairly quickly.

“Y/N… what…”

You turned looking up at him with wide fear filled eyes. You were really hoping that song wasn’t a mistake.

“You have an amazing voice…” Jared murmured softly looking at you concern etched across his face. He had figured out what the song was all about. “And I’m flattered.”

Your heart began to sink having a feeling that there was a but in there. “It’s okay.” You said pulling your arm from Jared’s grasp. “Just forget I did anything alright.” You said as you began to move away from him. You didn’t want yourself more hurt than what it probably was going to be.

Jared grabbed your arm again stopping you. He made you turn towards him. He looked into your eyes. “Y/N… please will you stop for a moment.”

You took a shuddering breath knowing that this was probably where he was going to shatter your already crumbling heart.

“It’s really flattering that you told me that you like me through a song…” Jared said giving you a soft look. “And it makes me realize how much you really care about me.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat waiting for him to pretty much put a dagger into your heart and bleed you dry of your love for him. You should have known that you were too ordinary for him.

“And it makes me realize how much of a coward I’ve been. To not admit my feelings towards you.”

“I understand that you don’t… wait what?” You asked looking up with him with wide eyes. You wanted to make sure that you had heard right. Was Jared Tristan Padalecki admitting his feelings towards you?! You felt like you had died a little bit and went to heaven.

“I love you, Y/N… and I was too much of a coward to tell you.” He said as he pulled you towards him. He ran his large hand through your hair that he had felt on a few different occasions.

You felt your heart swell inside of your chest. “I love you too…” You said softly.

Jared leaned down and brushed his soft lips against your in a soft kiss.

“About time.” Jensen’s voice rang out causing the two of you to pull apart. “You two tip toeing around each other was really getting annoying.” He said huffing a little bit.

Your cheeks went red as you looked up at Jared. You slowly leaned up and kissed him softly on the lips again.

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A man of his own invention

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by trinipedia

Jensen is an enticing young man with blonde hair 70-feet long, who has been kept in a tower his entire life by his seemingly overprotective mother. Everything changes the day that Tristan the thief, by chance, scales the tower and stumbles upon him; Jensen strikes a deal with Tristan so that the charming thief takes him to the place where the floating lights he has seen every year on his birthday come from. Jensen is about to discover the world for the first time, and in the process he might even find out who he really is...and what he really wants.

Words: 7449, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Jared, Jensen Ackles, Jensen

Relationships: j2 - Relationship, Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki

Additional Tags: Fanfiction, Challenge Response, Community: j2_everafter, J2AU, RPS - Freeform

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A man of his own invention by <a href="/users/trinipedia/pseuds/trinipedia" rel="author">trinipedia</a>

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2i7DLbA

by trinipedia

Jensen is an enticing young man with blonde hair 70-feet long, who has been kept in a tower his entire life by his seemingly overprotective mother. Everything changes the day that Tristan the thief, by chance, scales the tower and stumbles upon him; Jensen strikes a deal with Tristan so that the charming thief takes him to the place where the floating lights he has seen every year on his birthday come from. Jensen is about to discover the world for the first time, and in the process he might even find out who he really is...and what he really wants.

Words: 7449, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Jared, Jensen Ackles, Jensen

Relationships: j2 - Relationship, Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki

Additional Tags: Fanfiction, Challenge Response, Community: j2_everafter, J2AU, RPS - Freeform

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2i7DLbA

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I know I posted this stupid early today so, just in case you missed it.

This Crazy Life (Part 5)

This story is PURE fiction. I mean absolutely NO harm to Jared or his family. Especially Gen. (Also, no Gen hate or I’m blocking your ass cause it’s not tolerated here.)

Description: Your life changed the moment Jared Padalecki walked through the doors of your shit job, in your shit town. You helped him as much as you could, becoming extremely close. (Characters, Warnings, etc. will change per part.)

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Atlas Waitress

Word Count: 1310

Warnings: Fluffy, some mentions of anxiety. 

A/N: Sorry it’s been awhile. This last semester of college and working at the same time is DRAINING me. I hope to start releasing regularly again soon. 

Taglist

Masterlist / Jared Padalecki Masterlist / Part 4

You and Jared talked over your pizza for hours, eventually picking at cold globs of cheese on paper plates.

You chuckled as the waitress walked by giving you both the stink-eye, “I think she wants her table back, Jare.”

He smiled and nodded his head, “Yeah. I’ll leave a pretty big tip though to make up for it.”

You dug in your purse, “I can contribute.”

He waved his hand towards you, “No. You drove here, you’re helping me. I’m paying.”

You put your hands up dramatically, “Okay, Mr. Padalecki.”

You got up as he threw a 100 dollar bill on the table and softly smiled towards him. He was going through, arguably, the worst thing in his life and he was being kinder to strangers than you’ve ever seen someone be before in your life. He blew your mind. Literally.

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