#jensen ackles fiction series

[tom-whore-dleston]

Side Effects of Soldier Boy

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x f. reader

Word Count: 391

This fic contains: smut, literally PWP, drug use, unprotected sex, dirty talk, swearing, degradation, Soldier Boy doesn't pull out

Summary: Soldier Boy tries to keep you quiet during sex.

Notes: Wake up babes, Jordan discovered a new hottie to write about lmaoo Anyways, I know Soldier Boy is a walking red flag but unfortunately, I see the world through rose colored glasses hadshghsdl This is another submission for @flashfictionfridayofficial's prompt no. 239: Seal it Tight. Lowkey, I've been on a role with these quick fics, I don't want it to stop.

Sex with Soldier Boy was addicting. You would say it was more addicting than the cocaine that coursed your system. The blow was essentially the gateway drug to Ben.

The side effects: uncontrolled moans and orgasms that made your soul leave your body.

The two of you found yourselves in a rundown motel room, where Ben plowed you into the mattress at superhuman speed. His strong hand clasped over your mouth, in hopes to seal your cries of pleasure from the outside world. Considering how cocky of a bastard he is, it was bold of him to assume that simply covering your mouth would keep you quiet.

“Mmm, baby, those moans are so pretty, but so loud.” The supe grunted through clenched teeth. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Ben’s pulsing cock stretched your walls. You gushed around him, causing each thrust to echo through the dainty room.

“God damn, even this pussy is loud,�� Soldier Boy chuckled, making you throb. “Think you want the neighbors to hear me fuck the shit out of you, huh?” 

His dirty talk was no help to hushing your moans. Yet, it did push you closer to that sweet release you craved. With Ben being the instigator he is, he knew damn well what he was doing. 

The pit in your stomach was growing and it was only a matter of time before it exploded. You pumped your hips up to meet his and he took this as a signal to deepen his strokes until his balls slapped your ass. You were one step away from the edge when Ben removed his hand from your mouth to throw both of your legs over his shoulders.

“Fuck it, let the neighbors hear you. Let ‘em know how much of a slut you are for me.”

That euphoric bliss finally washed over you like a crisp ocean wave. You could have drowned under the wave but a kiss from Ben brought you back to shore. The handsome supe slammed into you one last time before filling you with his seed. He crashed onto the empty side of the bed, fingers lazily tangling between yours. The two of you laid there, staring at the cracked ceiling while catching your breaths. Just as you were coming down your high, you already itched for another hit.

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Above the Noise || Jensen x Reader || Series || Website Exclusive

Summary: While traveling around Europe to escape her small town and find herself, Y/N grows desperate for extra income and answers an advert for an audio editor for adult content. Little does she realise, the voice she’ll grow to crave belongs to the one man that can change her life for the better.  

Rating: 18+

Pairing(s): Jensen x Other || Reader x Other || (eventual) Jensen x Reader

Warnings: None

Tags: AU, audio pornstar, dirty talking, smut, masturbation, innocent/virgin!reader, daddy kink, degradation, humiliation, praise kink, pleasure kink, oral sex (male and female), p in v, angst, long distance, slow burn romance, pining, sexual tension, flirting, teasing, role playing, mentions of religion/religious oppression, slight degradation, major self hatred

A/Ns: People enjoyed The Fan so much, it got me thinking about a vague series idea I had along the same vein. I worked on the plot and this is what I come up with!

A/Ns 2: Originally, this was going to be posted on Tumblr, but as I have since decided to step away from posting on here, the story will remain a website exclusive and will be posted weekly until the end.

Available to read on my website...

Chapter One || Chapter Two || Chapter Three || Chapter Four || Chapter Five || Chapter Six || Chapter Seven || Chapter Eight

Coming Soon...

Chapter Nine || Chapter Ten || Chapter Eleven || Chapter Twelve || Chapter Thirteen || Chapter Fourteen || Chapter Fifteen || Chapter Sixteen || Chapter Seventeen || Chapter Eighteen || Chapter Nineteen || Chapter Twenty || Chapter Twenty One || Chapter Twenty Two || Chapter Twenty Three || Chapter Twenty Four || Chapter Twenty Five (FIN)

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You'll Accompany Me- Chapter 19

Jensen x reader

Word Count-3382

Warnings- FLUFF! Some language.

“What the hell are we going to call him?” Y/N whined as she looked down at her son, his little nose scrunched up as he drank his formula. 

Yes, she had decided not to breastfeed. It was a hard decision, but she had chosen to bottle feed so that she could have help with feeding him, and that also gave Jensen the chance to bond with him when he took care of the feedings. 

“I don’t know, honey. Just pick something,” Jensen chuckled, as she looked at him with a glare. 

“Well, it has to be unique, and that makes it hard.” 

“Why does it have to be unique?” he asked, a little confused. 

“Because! The other kids all have unique names,” she groaned in frustration. 

“That doesn’t matter, Y/N. He doesn’t have to have a unique name because the other three do.” 

“Yes, it does matter! I don’t want to be introducing the kids and be like ‘Here’s our children, Justice, Arrow, Zeppelin, and Bob!’ See how stupid that sounds?” she threw her free hand up in exasperation. 

“Well, I’m pretty sure we’re not going to fucking name him Bob,” he laughed. 

“Jay…” 

“I know, babe. We’ll come up with something. Just don’t get so frustrated with it, okay?” 

“Okay,” she sighed as the door to her room opened, Jared and Gen walking in. 

“Okay, it’s Uncle Jared time. Hand over the munchkin,” he grinned as he rubbed his hands together in excitement. His face lit up as soon as Jensen passed the bundle into his arms. 

“He’s so little!” Jared said with awe, mesmerized by him already. 

“I can promise you that he didn’t feel so little when I was pushing him out!” Y/N exclaimed with a laugh, the others joining in. 

“I’d say not, short stack,” Jared agreed. 

“Okay, that’s enough Jared time. It’s Aunt Gen time now. So, hand him over,” Gen demanded, bouncing on her feet in excitement. 

“No need to fight over him, guys. You’ll be seeing a lot of him as I’m sure we won’t be able to get y’all out of our house for a while after we bring him home,” Jensen joked, sitting on the side of the bed beside Y/N, leaning in to kiss her sweetly. 

After she’d given birth to their son, he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off her. He knew that it would be this way, as he fell more in love with Dee when she’d had their kids. But, he didn’t remember it being this profound of a feeling. All he could think when he looked at her was what a damn amazing woman she was for enduring what she did, and that he was head over heels in love with her. More so now if that was even possible. He sighed with happiness before Jared spoke and broke his reverie. 

“So, what’s his name?” he asked, Jensen chuckling at the frustration that was soon to come from Y/N. 

“We can’t think of a name yet,” Y/N grumbled, Jensen giggling at his right prediction. 

“No Name Ackles. I like it,” Jared chided, making Y/N groan. 

“Fuck you, Padalecki. It’s not from lack of trying.” 

“I’m joking, Y/N. It will come to you soon. Don’t stress out about it.” 

“I know. I just wasn’t prepared for him to come so soon, and I hadn’t really looked into any names much. We’ll think of something,” she agreed, too tired to argue. 

‘Knock, Knock.” 

The voice at the door made all the adults turn toward the sound, the baby didn’t even react. He could care less. He was the most relaxed and peaceful baby. Even the nurses commented on how relaxed and content he was. Y/N and Jensen were both thankful for that. As the door opened wider, Dee and all three kids walked into the room. The kids went straight to their father, anxious to see the new sibling. 

“Aww look how cute!” JJ squealed, standing beside Gen and looking down at the baby. 

“Daddy, pick me up so I can see my sister,” Arrow said, jumping into her dad’s arms, Zep followed suit and jumped into Jensen’s other arm. 

“What makes you think it’s a sister?” Jensen asked with a smirk. 

“Because Dad, it has to be. We need another sister,” Arrow quipped, the sass strong with that one. 

“What about Zep? Doesn’t he need a brother?” Jared asked, smirking along with Jensen, dragging it out by messing with the kids. 

“No. There’s enough boys. We need another girl,” she huffed, crossing her arms, all the adults giggling at her. 

“What do you think, JJ?” Y/N asked, the oldest girl standing there silently. 

“I’d like another sister, but I don’t mind a brother. It would make it even,” she replied, always the little peacemaker. 

“Daddy, it’s okay if it’s a sister. I’d like a brother, but if they want a sister, that’s okay,” Zep said quietly, laying his head on his dad’s shoulder. 

“Aww, Zep. You’re such a sweetheart,” Y/N cooed, reaching out to pull him down to sit with her, kissing him on his head. 

“Well, honey, do you want to break the news, or shall I?” Jensen winked at Y/N, that signature smirk on his face. 

“Go ahead, Dad,” she laughed, holding Zep tighter when he cuddled closer to her side. 

“We don’t have a name yet, but guys, I’d like to introduce you to your little brother.” 

The squeal of joy from Zep almost deafened the room, and the groan from Arrow was almost as loud. JJ just smiled and leaned over to start talking to her youngest sibling. The adults couldn’t contain their smiles at all the kid’s reactions. 

“Fine, I guess it’s okay to have another brother. Only because he’s so cute,” Arrow grumbled, everyone laughing as Jensen ruffled her hair and kissed her on the forehead. 

Y/N sat and watched as all her friends and soon-to-be step-children oohed and ahhed at the baby. She was lucky to have been brought into this amazing group of people, and to be accepted as if she’d always belonged there. It warmed her heart and made her start to tear up. Jensen noticed quickly and was by her side. 

“What’s wrong, honey? Are you hurting? Do you not feel good?” he questioned, looking her over to see if he could find what was making her cry. 

“No, no. I’m fine. It’s just…” she choked up, clearing her throat to speak as he looked at her with worry and confusion, “I just realized how lucky I am to have all of you, and it made me emotional. I promise I’m okay.” 

“Baby, I will tell you this right now. We are just as damn lucky to have you. We all love you, and I hope you know that,” he said softly, wiping the tear that fell down her cheek. 

“I know, and I love all of you. More than you’ll ever know,” she smiled, leaning up to kiss him. 

“Eww, cooties!” Jared shouted, making all the kids laugh and the adults roll their eyes. 

“Very mature, man,” Jensen huffed with fake annoyance. He knew he had done it to lighten the mood. 

“That’s me. Mr. Mature,” he laughed, as Gen playfully swatted at him. 

“Y/N, do you mind if I hold him?” Dee asked, looking a little nervous. 

“Of course! You’re his family, too,” Y/N answered with a smile, watching as Gen handed Dee the baby. 

“Oh my God, he’s the cutest little thing. He’s perfect, guys, truly,” she whispered, trying not to rouse the dozing baby in her arms. 

Everyone talked for a while after Dee laid the baby down to rest. He never roused even with all the talking and commotion. Dee and Gen told Y/N that she was lucky to have such a quiet and peaceful baby and that they would hope it stayed that way for her. 

The company started to leave slowly as the day got later with promises to come back and see them, but they wanted to let Y/N rest. The couple thanked everyone for their kind words and the flowers and gifts that were brought and said good night. Once the last person left, Jensen looked over to Y/N. She looked tired but happy, and that made his heart swell with love for her. Seeing her so in love with their son made him feel like he was on top of the world. He didn’t think he could be any happier than he was at that moment. 

“Are you ready to get a little rest, babe?” he asked as he walked over and sat on the bed beside her while she was looking at her phone. 

“Drystan,” was all she said, looking up at him with a smile. 

“What?” he said in utter confusion. 

“His name. Drystan. I was looking at unique names, and it means peaceful and melancholy. It fits him perfectly!” she beamed, happy she’d finally found something. “Drystan, huh?” he hummed, scratching his chin like he was thinking before smiling down at her, “I think it’s perfect, Y/N. I like it.” 

“Really?!” 

“Yeah, really. It’s unique like you wanted, and like you said, it describes him to a tee. Now all we need is a middle name.” 

“Well, I think I have that, too. If you like it, I mean,” she looked at him sheepishly. 

‘Okay, out with it,” he laughed at her expression. 

“I think his name should be Drystan Hunter Ackles. Because if it wasn’t for Supernatural, we would’ve never met and fallen in love. Which means he wouldn’t be here. I think it fits,” she explained, biting her lip in anticipation of what he would say. 

“I love it, baby. Drystan Hunter Ackles it is,” he chuckled as she released the breath she was holding. 

They both looked over at their sleeping son and now that he had a name, everything was perfect. Jensen pulled Y/N into his arms, resting his chin on her head as he ran his hand up and down her back. Her contented sigh made him smile. All he ever wanted was to make her happy, and now that they had Drystan, he was always going to make sure she and his children were taken care of and do everything in his power to make sure they were happy. 

“Uhh, I feel like I sat on a firecracker,” Y/N groaned as she sat on their couch. 

They had been released from the hospital that morning, and they had just made it home. Jensen had led her over to sit down and rest as he went to finish unloading all their things from the car. He couldn’t help but laugh at her as he handed Drystan to her. 

“That’s one hell of a visual, baby.” 

“Well, I’m sorry, but this isn’t any fun. Why don’t they warn you about this before you have a baby?” she whined, squirming around trying to get comfortable. 

“I agree, darlin’, but once you’re pregnant, there’s really no getting out of the end result. I wish I could take it from you. I hate seeing you hurting,” he frowned, knowing she had to be miserable. 

“I know you would, Jay, and I appreciate it. I’ll be fine, eventually, hopefully,” she chuckled. 

“You’re my badass short stack. You’ll be back raising hell before you know it,” he laughed, kissing her on the forehead before he went to get the rest of their things inside. 

After a few minutes by herself, the door opened and she looked up expecting to see Jensen, but instead, it was Alan and Donna. The excited smiles on their faces made her smile whether she would’ve wanted to or not. She motioned them to come in and sit down, glad to see them, as it had been a long time. 

“Y/N, look at you! Motherhood looks good on you, dear,” Alan stated, sitting down on one side of her as Donna took a seat on the other. 

“Oh my goodness! Look at that handsome little man. He’s absolutely precious!” Donna cooed over her new grandson. 

“I’d like to think I had something to do with that,” Jensen said as he walked through the door with their belongings, his arms more than full. 

“Jay, you know you could’ve made more than one trip to get our stuff. You didn’t have to get it all in one go,” Y/N chuckled, shaking her head. 

“No way. Two trips is for pussies. Sorry, Mom, Dad,” he apologized quickly once he realized what he said. 

“Like we haven’t heard you say worse when you thought we couldn’t hear you, son,” Alan said with a laugh. Jensen turned a deep shade of pink from embarrassment. 

“Leave him alone, Alan. Not like you don’t use some colorful words sometimes,” Donna chastised her husband with a smirk. Obviously, the one her son inherited, “Now, let me have that baby!” 

Everyone laughed as Y/N handed Drystan to his grandmother. Who was soon completely infatuated with him, Alan joined in with coo’s and baby talk soon after. Y/N stood slowly to make her way into the kitchen to get a bottled water. Jensen was on her heels when he realized she was up and moving. Y/N shook her head with a giggle as he rounded the corner of the kitchen. 

“Baby, I would’ve gotten you water if you would’ve told me you wanted one,” he said, walking up behind her, wrapping his arms around her middle, and placing his chin on her shoulder. 

“I know, but I’m fine. Yes, I’m sore, but it’s just going to get worse if I sit and do nothing.” 

“Yeah, but you also have to heal, honey. I’m not going to tell you not to do anything, but will you promise me you’ll take it easy and let someone know when you get tired and need a break?” 

“I promise, Jay,” she agreed, turning to place a kiss on his cheek, “Now, let’s get back in there to your parents and our son.” 

They had a good visit with his parents, and they had said they were going to stay in the guest suite for a week or two to help out, and Y/N was grateful for that. The whole motherhood thing was new to her, and she welcomed the help until she got the hang of things. Donna had offered to make dinner for everyone, and they were all sitting around while she was in the kitchen figuring out what she would make for dinner when the doorbell rang. Jensen opened the door to the Padalecki’s, and Dee and the kids were behind them. Everyone was excited about seeing the baby again. As everyone made their way into the living room, Donna poked her head around the corner. 

“Looks like I’m going to have to make a grocery run to feed all of you,” she laughed, walking in to grab her purse. 

“No, Donna, you don’t have to feed all of us,” Gen spoke up. 

“Nonsense. You’re all here, and I’m sure you’ll be here a while for everyone to have time to spend with the baby. So, you’re getting fed. End of discussion,” she stated bluntly on her way to the door. 

“It’s best if you don’t argue with Mama,” Jensen whispered to the group, his dad agreeing with a nod of his head, everyone laughing at the scared expressions on their faces. 

“So, when’s the wedding?” Gen asked as they all sat around the table eating dinner. 

“Honestly, that’s up to her. I’d marry her tomorrow in the backyard, but I want her to have the wedding she wants,” Jensen chuckled as the others laughed at his statement. 

“I’m not sure. I know I want to marry him, and I don’t want to wait too long, but I’d love to lose some of this baby weight. I do know I don’t want anything big, and honestly, now that you mentioned it, just our family and closest friends in the backyard sounds kinda perfect,” she admitted, liking the sound of something small and intimate. 

“Really? The backyard? Are you sure that’s what you want? I promise, baby, I’ll be happy with whatever you want,” Jensen asked, making sure she had the true wedding she wanted. 

“I’m serious, Jay. That sounds perfect to me. We’ve had so many good memories in this house, and I’d like to keep adding them. And what better great memory than having our wedding here?” she smiled, squeezing his hand to assure him she was being honest. 

“If my girl wants a backyard wedding, a backyard wedding she’ll get,” he smiled, leaning over to kiss her. 

“Eww, cooties!” Jared shouted, again, the kids were laughing and the adults rolling their eyes, “No, seriously, I’m so happy for you guys. Jay, it means the world to me to see you this happy. Uh, sorry Dee. No offense.” 

“None taken at all. We loved each other and we had three amazing kids together, but we realized we were better friends, and that’s perfectly okay. I’ve moved on and am happy, and so has he. And I can’t imagine anyone better for him as a partner, and as a second mom to my kids than Y/N,” she smiled brightly, showing she was just as happy for the couple as everyone else. 

“Dee, I don’t know what to say. I-I…” Y/N stuttered with emotion, as Danneel cut her off. 

“You don’t have to say anything. Just make him happy, Y/N, and I expect the same thing from him for you,” she replied, holding her glass up in a toast, everyone joining in before going back to their dinner. 

The rest of the night went by with smiles and laughter. Everyone joined in on the conversation. Funny stories were told, advice on being a new mother was shared, and lots of happy memories were made. As everyone had finished dinner and moved to the living room, Y/N stayed back and was putting the leftovers in containers for lunch the next day when Jensen walked in, grabbing her and spinning her around to face him. 

“Hi, beautiful,” he whispered, bending down to kiss her. 

“Well, hi yourself, handsome,” she chuckled when he pulled away. 

“Today was great,” he sighed happily, his eyes crinkled as he smiled down at her.  

“It really was. I couldn’t ask for a better group of friends.” 

“Family, honey. They’re just as much your family now as they are mine, and they feel the same way about you,” he told her as he kissed her forehead. She loved it when he did that. 

“Family…” she smiled as the word left her mouth. She didn’t have real family on her side, but that didn’t matter now. She was where she was meant to be, and that’s with her new-found family, and in her opinion, that was the best kind. 

“That’s right, babe. Your family and I can’t wait to marry you and make it forever. I love you so much, Y/N. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to express in words how recklessly in love with you I am. The only way I know how is to marry you, spoil you and those kids rotten, and do everything I can to show you every day how much you truly mean to me, and pray I don’t fuck it up,” he sniffled as he started getting emotional again. She had a way of doing that to him, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. 

“Jay, I know you love me. And I promise you the same. I’ll do my best to be the best mom to these kids, a wife you deserve, and do everything I can every day to show you that I love you, too.” 

“Forever?” he asked, holding his pinky up for her to take in hers, one of the special things they do with each other. She took his pinky in her own, squeezing it tight, and kissing him deeply before she said the words that meant everything to him. 

“Of course. You are my forever, Jay.”

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The Damage Control Series - Masterlist

A series of missing scene and coda ficlets of all the times Sam and Dean (and Castiel) got injured in the show, and we never saw them heal or dealing with the aftermath. Contains a lot of hurt/comfort and angst but just as much character exploration.

The entire series on AO3: Damage Control

On Tumblr:

Season One:

Damage Control - 1x01 Pilot

Damage Control - 1x02 Wendigo

Damage Control - 1x05 Bloody Mary

Damage Control - 1x06 Skin

Damage Control - 1x07 Hookman

Damage Control - 1x08 Bugs

Damage Control - 1x10 Asylum

Damage Control - 1x11 Scarecrow

Damage Control - 1x12 Faith

Damage Control - 1x15 The Benders

Damage Control - 1x16 Shadow

Damage Control - 1x18 Something Wicked

Damage Control - 1x22 Devil's Trap

Season Two

Damage Control- 2x01 In My Time Of Dying

Damage Control- 2x02 Everybody Loves A Clown

Damage Control - 2x03 Bloodlust

Damage Control - 2x04 Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things

Damage Control - 2x05 Simon Said

Damage Control - 2x09 Croatoan

Damage Control - 2x10 Hunted

Damage Control - 2x14 Born Under A Bad Sign

Damage Control- 2x15 Tall Tales

Damage Control - 2x17 Heart

Damage Control - 2x19 Folsom Prison Blues

Damage Control - 2x20 What Is And What Should Never Be

Damage Control - 2x21 All Hell Breaks Loose - Part 1

Damage Control - 2x22 All Hell Breaks Loose - Part 2 - Chapter 1

Damage Control - 2x22 All Hell Breaks Loose - Part 2 - Chapter 2

Season Three

Damage Control - 3x03 Bad Day At Black Rock

Damage Control - 3x07 Fresh Blood

Damage Control - 3x08 A Very Supernatural Christmas

Damage Control - 3x11 Mystery Spot

Damage Control - 3x12 Jus In Bello

Damage Control - 3x14 Long Distance Call

Damage Control - 3x16 No Rest For The Wicked

tbc...

[layce2015]

Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader) Masterlist Pt 2

Masterlist Pt 1

Apparently in the original Masterlist I hit my limit of links it would let me. So here is the rest of the chapters. Above is the link to the first Masterlist!

Season 4 (cont.)

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Season 5

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

[jawritter]

Something About Fate

Chapter 5

Summary:  Y/N has been homeless and living on the streets of Dallas, Texas since the start of Covid. Until one day, a handsome, green eyes strange notices her and turns her whole world upside down.

Warning: Change, even good change, can be scary, and even a little hard…

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader (eventually).

Word Count: 2k

A/N: This series is completely unbeta’d, so all mistakes are mine! This series will contain mature content eventually, and therefore is unsuitable for persons under 18 years of age! Anyone under the age of 18 will be blocked for my blog! Thanks so much for reading! I hope you all enjoy this series!

Main Masterlist                  Series Masterlist

Y/N looked out of the window of the expensive looking Van that had picked Jensen and herself up from the airport as soon as they landed in LA with somewhat of a shocked awe at all the sights that slowly passed her by in the crawling, busy streets. 

Sure, Dallas had some pretty impressive buildings, but the people here were just—different. For one, there were so many of them. Which might be attributed to the fact that it was a great deal warmer here than it had been in Dallas, but Y/N doubted that. It was still very early in the day, and they were out in droves. She doubted that as the day drew on, or when night started to fall, things would get any quieter. 

Everything was so much brighter here too. Even the signs and the billboards that flashed on the side of buildings were brighter. It made the little big town of Dallas she’d come from seem so cold and outdated. 

Then it hit her. This was Jensen’s life and had been since he was a young boy. It was sooo different than the one she’d led, even if she hadn’t ended up living on the streets. Which made her wonder even more why the hell the man was doing what he was doing? Why he cared about just another blurry face on the street in the middle of what these people would probably consider nowhere and pulled her out of the life she was in with the intent to sit her back on her feet. It just made sense. 

“The place we’re staying at isn’t in town,” Jensen voiced suddenly from beside her. “And I will have a rental car waiting for us so that we can get around when and where we need to without too much assistance. I prefer the seclusion and privacy over all this noise. It won't take us long to get there after we get out of all this traffic.” 

She nodded as her eyes drifted back to the window just in time for Y/N to turn to face the window once again and see Jensen’s face just outside of her car window, plastered alongside his castmates for the series he’d recently done, The Boys.

That’s when it really, really struck her, the gravity of the difference in worlds the pair of them were from, and it set heavily, like a rock in the center of her gut. She wasn’t even sure she was breathing as she stared dumbly at his face on the billboard. 

There was a flood of emotions that settled over her like a wet blanket, fear being the primary one. In fact, when someone was to really think about it, there was a lot to fear here. Sure, they’d spent a few days in Dallas together, and sure, Jensen had promised her a lot in the time they’d spent together, and he’d already made good on a lot of those promises. He even gave her a key to his fucking car and his house! 

But his life was a very public one. He’d once been married, he’d had a family, he’d had a life she’d never even begin to understand. He had a thousand girls throwing themselves at him online constantly, and the selection of that pool had to be better than anything that he saw in her. There was the fear that he’d come to that conclusion and kick her out, just as fast as this had started, it had the potential to end. 

Then there was the fear of screwing up. There were a lot of eyes watching her now, because she was working for him. Surely the public would notice her eventually, and when they did, they were going to rip her apart about everything she did, right or wrong. That was utterly terrifying to even think about. 

“Hey,” Jensen said, grabbing her hand in his own, and pulling her attention back towards him. She was so lost in her worry, she’d barely realized that they’d made it out of the city, and there was a blur of greenery flying by their window. “You haven’t said a word since we left the airport. Are you feeling, okay?”

“I’m okay,” she assured him, she could see it on his face, he was worrying over her again, and that wasn’t the first time she’d noticed him doing it either. It made her feel horrible every time she saw him doing it, guilty for making him worry about her, when honestly, she should be on cloud nine right now! She was living every girl’s dream! “A little tired I guess I didn’t really sleep a whole lot on the flight here.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry I booked us so early. Next flight we take will not be before the asscrack of dawn I promise,” he said, but didn’t let go of her hand as his pale green orbs searched her face, trying to read her. He did that a lot too.

“I’ll get used to it,” she attempted to downplay things a little to settle his nerves. “I’ve never really traveled anywhere myself outside of Dallas, I used to book things for other people, but never did it myself. There’s a big difference between booking a trip and actually traveling, I guess.”

“I moved here when I was just a teenager, literally right after high school, so I get it. Everything looks so out there and feels foreign, but after a few years of coming back and forth from different towns to different towns, it’s not as jarring anymore. This summer we’re gonna be spending some time in Vancouver. Honestly, out of all the places I’ve been, that one feels most like home to me. I spent a long time there.”

“I don’t have a passport,” she reminded him, but he just shrugged it off. 

“That’s fixable, as soon as we get back to Austin, I’ll make sure all of that’s taken care of. I'm more concerned about the fact that I’ve thrown a lot of life changes your way in a short amount of time and I want to make sure you’re okay with it.”

Y/N sighed a little in spite of herself. It was a lot. It was fast. Still, what was the alternative? Freezing to death on a sidewalk in Dallas? Nope, this was better, even if she did have whiplash and a lot of shit at stake. 

“It’s a lot”, she admitted, “I’d be lying if I said that it wasn’t, but I’ll rebound, I promise—”

“Hey,” Jensen said, squeezing her hand and halting her to keep her from talking so fast that she was about to hyperventilate, which made her face burn hot with embarrassment. “It’s okay to be a little turned around and freaked out. I kinda ripped you away from everything you’ve ever known in less than 72 hours. Anyone would be a little off kilter after that for a while. I’m not mad about it, nor am I gonna be, but if you need to take five, or if it gets too much, you have to be honest with me… okay? I can’t don’t know how you’re feeling unless you tell me.”

Y/N swallowed the hug knot she had in her throat and nodded, just in time for the car to come to a stop in front of a private little house, far enough outside of town to be unbothered by prying eyes, but close enough to get a Door Dash delivery and an Uber if you need it.

Robotically, eyes still glued to the pristine white exterior with dark green shutters and a cute little front porch with a slightly weather porch swing and rose bushes lining the stone trail that led to the tiny red front door that created a very inviting, homie vibe, Y/N realized something. It had been three years since she’d stepped foot inside of a house, much less stayed in one. 

Pressure immediately started to build behind her eyes, and a hundred-pound weight set itself on her chest as her eyes shifted over every little perfect imperfection of the little cottage. This was heavy. She thought she’d never see something like this again, only in her dreams. 

Maybe it was a good thing that Jensen was taking her here first, because she was sure his home was massive in comparison to this one, and if this one was hitting her in the feels like this… she could only imagine what it was going to be like when she pulled up to her new ‘home’. 

“You coming, sweetheart?” Jensen questioned, his voice jarring her, and causing her to look in his direction. He was standing in the middle of the little path that led to the house, bags in his hands, her little bag of belongings on his shoulder, and a deeply concerned look on his face. 

“Yeah, sorry,” Y/N attempted to shake it off. But she could tell for all of her bravo acting, Jensen wasn’t convinced. Guess you can’t bullshit a bullshitter. That’s what actors did right? Bullshit you into believing they’re feeling what they’re feeling while they were in front of a camera to make it real? Right?

She knew she had some deep seeded trust issues, but apparently, she had more than she thought she had, ‘cause now she was wondering as she forced her feet to move, and began to follow him up the little trail of stone to the porch, whether she’d ever really be able to trust anyone again after all she’d been through, especially someone as good at acting as this man obviously was...

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[supernotnatural2005]

Announcement!!! 👀

Tomorrow I will finally be releasing chapter three of The Meet Cute.

No, i haven’t forgotten about this series 😅 i hit a bit of a dry spell with my muse and wanted to make sure i put out something good. I have been working/re-working on it for a little while now and finally like what I have created. I am really excited to jump back into this series and hope all of you who enjoyed the first 2 chapters will be happy with this one. 🤗 There will be more chapters to come don't worry 👀

Sneak peak 👀

"You too," you murmured, your voice softer than you intended. Meeting his eyes for a brief moment, you felt a jolt of something unnameable. It left your stomach flipping and twisting, and before you could overthink, you broke eye contact, glancing toward his car.

“Nice car,” you blurted out, gesturing toward the polished vehicle behind him. Immediately, you wanted to kick yourself for your awkward comment, but Dean didn’t seem to mind. If anything, his grin grew even more excitable.

“She’s my baby, my pride and joy,” he said with a touch of affection, running a hand over the gleaming roof. His tone held such earnest admiration that you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Your baby?” you teased, raising a playful brow.

Dean didn’t falter, not even a little. “What?” he said, a spark of mischief lighting his eyes. “Are you a little jealous? Afraid of some competition?”

You chuckled, raising your hands in mock surrender. “Oh no, I can clearly see I’m outmatched here. You’re a loyal man. I know my place.”

AN: So who is excited 👀 The date between these two is finally here, and Baby is making her first cameo 😂

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[gameofthunder66]

The Boys (2019- ) tv series

-(finished) watchin' Season 2- 11/1/2023- 3 [3/4] stars- on Amazon Prime

[tom-whore-dleston]

Denial and Devotion

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x f. reader

Word Count: 880

This fic contains: preludes to smut, implied smut, amnesia, mentions of squirting and fingering, reader was a Soldier Boy fangirl (like me fr xD), toxic celebrity culture?

Summary: You are in denial that you slept with the Supe you used to crush on.

Notes: I'm just a girl that writes Soldier Boy fanfic at 2am knowing damn well I have work at 9am flksdghk this gif replays in my brain every waking moment of the day I literally hate how hot he is >:( This is my weekly contribution to @flashfictionfridayofficial’s prompt no. 241: Hour of Denial

The moment you rose from your slumber, you knew something was wrong. First off, you woke up in a room that you did not recognize. Then, you realized the cotton sheets of the unfamiliar bed clung close to your bare skin as if you had slept in it before. 

You attempted to lift yourself out the bed, but your muscles were weak, soreness more prominent in your hips and thighs. As you winced in discomfort, your eyes widened upon the discolored love bites scattered over your body. Your eyes finally glanced to the opposite side of the bed, only to discover the person occupying it was none other than Soldier Boy.

When you were younger, Soldier Boy was your first crush. At the time, he was presumed dead, but your father would tell you stories about how he was one of the greatest superheroes to ever live. Your childhood room was covered in Soldier Boy posters and you had a doll of him that never left the box. As you got older, you conducted more research on the man you worshiped, but eventually learned that he was a monster in a superhero costume. As a result, you ripped the posters to shreds and finessed some cash off the doll in hopes to erase any trace of your Soldier Boy phase. 

You stared in disbelief at the same man that lay peacefully asleep. Your mind raced with questions. The only logical answer to all of them was that you were dreaming. To test the theory, you pinched your forearm as hard as you could. After cursing from the pain, you tried another method by poking Soldier Boy in his meaty bicep. Without fluttering his eyes open, he grunted in annoyance and rolled over. 

If your head wasn’t already spinning, it definitely was at this very moment. You slithered out of the bed, making sure not to disturb the sleeping man, and frantically searched for your clothes. In a hurried attempt, you shimmied back into your little black dress from the night before. Regardless of whether this was all a dream or not, you silently vowed that you are remaining sober for the rest of the month. 

“Where you going so fast, sweetheart?” You turned toward the groggy voice that belonged to Soldier Boy, who was propped up against the bed frame with his muscular torso in view. It felt as if no time had passed since the beginning stages of your devotion to Soldier Boy. Your eyes scanned over his physique with a hunger that only he could satisfy. Heat radiated your body and you stood paralyzed in your unzipped dress, leaving enough uncovered for his imagination to run wild.

As Soldier Boy hopped out of bed, you swiftly turned away as his thick cock unveiled from the thin sheets. He began walking towards you, but you ignored him by fiddling with the zipper on your back. You grew frustrated with the zipper’s defiance the closer the beefy supe inched towards you. His intense stare begged for your attention until he took matters into his own hands by lifting your chin up to his gaze. Your heart pounded against your chest as his green eyes studied your face. Except there was no studying necessary.

“I’m a little embarrassed by this,” you laughed nervously, “but I don’t remember anything from last night.”

Soldier Boy smirked. “Want me to give you a reminder?”

“Oh, that won’t be necessary.” You paused. You may not have been as infatuated with the supe as much as you once were, but you didn’t want to come off as rude. “I mean…I’m sure last night was great but I shouldn’t impose-“

“Great? Well if you define squirting on my fingers and cock until you begged me to stop as great then maybe I gotta fuck you harder.” 

You were about to let out a moan, but quickly masked it with a sigh. Every part of you wanted to hate him but the ache in between your legs betrayed your voice of reason.

“You can play the ex-fangirl game all you want, but you and I know you never truly get over your first crush.” There wasn’t a more pathetic feeling than regressing back into that naive girl who treated a flawed superhero like a god. 

Suddenly, your back hit the wall and Soldier Boy towered over you, his arm the only thing keeping him from pressing you against the wall to grind into your core. His free hand hooked under the strap of your dress, slowly pulling it off your shoulder. As the dress pooled around your feet, he lightly kissed the crook of your neck, electricity coursing your blood as his beard pricked your skin.

His hot breath fanned over your ear. “There’s no need to deny me anymore, sweetheart. I’m here for you to worship and fulfill all your pretty little fantasies.”

Fuck it.

All your common sense flew out the window as you desperately smashed your lips against his. Gripping your wrists, he pinned you against the wall before grinding his semi hard cock against your wet pussy. 

Soldier Boy may have been the biggest pain in your ass, literally and figuratively, but he was right about you never fully recovering from your first crush.

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[anundyingfidelity]

TRAINING SEASON — Jensen Ackles

Summary: After a tumultuous relationship and a hard break up, you get trapped in between your co-star and a casual one night stand. But there's nothing you regret about.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x female reader, actress!reader.

Word count: 1,076.

Warnings: implied sex like the morning-after-sex, nudity, some sexy time but no full smut, friends to lovers, language, idk just wrote this quickly.

Notes: AU where Jensen is obviously single, and reader is like 38 in my head don't asky why I like this number, I still have no idea. And I just love, and I mean, loooveeee getting obsessed with hot men over 40, can you tell?

>> disclaimer: i totally respect the private lifes of the actors and celebrities i use for my fanfictions, and of course their personal relationships. this is only fiction written for fun and nothing more.

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Opening your eyes, you stirred on the soft bed and noticed your sorroundings. This wasn't your hotel room. Your bare body hidden under the blank, messy bed sheets reminded you of yesterday's events. You smiled.

The other side of the bed was warm. His body pressing against yours felt perfect, and you wrapped your hand on his own, which was laying on your waist, like if he didn't want to let go of you. Your mind started remembering his touch on your skin, the way he would kiss every inch of your stomach, the trail of kisses he left all over you, and his love bites around your neck and chest. The burning between your thighs and the soreness let you notice it was as good as you imagined it to be, even before it happened.

"Whatcha thinking?" he asked, raspy and soft voice booming in your ears.

"Mmm... Nothing, just how great you felt last night," you teased, turning your head to see his face directly. Bare skin, disheveled hair, and tired but loving eyes met you. God, he was beautiful. He looked so fucked out in the best way possible one could describe it.

Jensen chuckled and kissed your cheek. Still, he never let go his embrace on you. He looked at you vividly for a long time, scanning every feature of your face, like he wanted to save all of you in just an instant. Your brows furrowed for a moment.

"What?" you whispered.

"We didn't fuck this up, did we?"

A sigh left your lips, your hand ran on his hair softly. You knew what he meant. You had a bad relationship and an even worse break up months before you started working together, and Jensen became a great friend as you tried to overcome it. And it was so hard not to fall for him when it felt like you knew each other for decades. He was someone you could trust your deepest secrets, pain and thoughts. A part of you did not want to cry on his shoulder for days once you got comfortable around him, nor letting him know how terrible you felt at the time. But he never judged you. He just was there, listening and offering a helping hand expecting nothing back.

But your feelings changed in the course. As months went by, an amazing, caring and loving friendship bloomed between both of you. Since the project was a long new TV series, you used to spend a huge amount of time together as your characters appeared to be in a slow building relationship. And now, the premiere was done, but the press tour barely started, so that meant you were not getting away from each other in a good time now.

"No," you finally answered. "Of course no."

"I mean, I know what you been through, and I- I don't wanna ruin anything-"

"Jensen, is fine," you cut him off. His eyes locked on yours, concern washed all over his handsome face. "I am fine with this, are you?"

"Absolutely," he said. "I always was. I mean, I liked you for a long time now," he laughed a little, making you smile. One of his hands now carressing your bare thigh, feeling the heat of your skin.

Jensen leaned down and pecked your lips softly, his lips slowly found its way to your neck, kissing and biting the flesh, exactly how he did last night. He groaned, tasting the saltiness, and you let out a soft moan as he flipped you around. You laid on your back, him on top. His tongue tracing your skin, stopping right before your breats. God, you were getting wet again.

Unlucky for you, your phone started ringing, breaking the moment and Jensen, with a disappointed look on his face, gave you the space to run and answer. By the way you were talking, he figured it was your manager, so he hid behind the covers, admiring you from afar. When you ended the phone call, you walked to him. His eyes kept lusting over your naked figure as you looked for your clothes all over the room. He sadly knew you were postponing until you had enough alone time together.

"I keep forgetting we're still on press tour," you kissed his cheek softly once you put on your underwear and grabbed your clothes to get decent to leave. "I'll be going now, sorry."

"It's fine," Jensen smiled, standing up and putting up some pants. He followed you before you crossed the door. "I'll see you later tonight then, how about dinner?" he casually asked, leaning down. "And then we could probably take care of some other things," he whispered in your ear. You bit your lip, eager to know what he had in mind.

"That'll be amazing, surprise me!"

You gave him a playful wink, and taking your purse you left his room with a wide grin on your face. You were so glad you stopped dating trainees to build a relationship with. Jensen was a self-confident, expert man, and you were more than happy to give it a shot.

[jensengirl83]

You’ll Accompany Me- Chp 15

Jensen x reader

Word Count- 1737

Warnings- We’re still on the angst train, language, a tiny bit of fluff if you squint

Y/N sighed as she walked through the front door of Jensen’s house. He had broken her heart and left her in tears on the kitchen floor the last time she was there. Now, she had to stay there for the rest of her pregnancy. It was a better option than staying in the hospital for months, but she honestly wondered just how much better it would be. Could she stay in her ex-boyfriend’s home and not be tortured by the heartbreak she endured? Or could they manage to get along enough for her to have the baby and then move back out? Only time would tell.

She made her way over to the couch to sit down while Jensen, Jared, and Gen brought in what she had asked for from her apartment. Her eyes never left Jensen as he moved around the room, putting down the boxes of her things in the living room to be moved to their designated spot later. It wasn’t a question of if she was still in love with him. Of course, she was. But, he had truly destroyed her when he walked out on her that day, and she didn’t know if that could ever be forgiven. She wouldn’t keep him from being in their child’s life if that’s what he wanted, but she didn’t know if he could ever be a part of hers again. Not in the romantic sense.

“You okay, baby?” Jensen asked her when he noticed her staring off into space.

“I’m fine, Jensen, and I’m not your baby anymore. So, please stop with the pet names,” she murmured, her heart hurting with the use of his term of endearment.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, hanging his head and walking back out the door to his truck.

“Y/N, take it easy on him, okay? He still loves you and feels like shit about what he did,” Jared stated, making her a little angry.

“Really? And this isn’t hard on me? He doesn’t have to come back to the house that I left him in with his heart shattered on the floor. He did that to me! I get that he feels bad, but this isn’t a picnic for me, either,” she shouted, her temper getting the best of her.

“Hey, she doesn’t need this right now,” Gen chimed in, coming to sit by Y/N, “Let’s all calm down and take a deep breath. No one is saying this isn’t hard for you, Y/N. Jared just meant that Jay is letting this eat him up on the inside. You both have a lot of healing to do, and maybe it’s best to try and move past all this together.”

“I’m trying, Gen. I am, but I’m still hurt. When I look at him, I can still see his face when he left and went to Dee’s that day,” she whispered, wiping a tear away that escaped, “I promise I’ll try not to be so hard on him, but I can’t promise I’ll ever be able to take him back.”

“Hey, no one is asking that of you. We just want you guys to be able to live with each other in peace. You don’t need the stress of arguing with him all the time. Me and Jared are genuinely worried for you and the baby. He just doesn’t know how to express that appropriately,” Gen chuckled, giving Y/N a hug when she joined in.

“Yeah, what she said,” Jared huffed with faux annoyance.

“Thanks, guys. You’re right. We can’t possibly make it these next months at each other’s throats. I’ll be nicer,” Y/N rolled her eyes but a small smile on her face.

“Is everything okay?” Jensen asked, noticing Gen hugging Y/N on the couch. No matter how angry she was with him, he still loved her with everything he was and couldn’t stand the thought of her hurting.

“It’s fine. Gen was giving me advice on how to handle these months I have ahead of me,” she said, Jensen nodding and turning to walk away.

“Hey, Jay,” Jensen turned around to see what she needed, “I’m sorry for earlier. I didn’t mean to be so harsh. I want to get along.”

“No need to apologize. I want to get along too, Y/N,” he agreed with a smile, but his face fell as soon as he turned around.

He wanted to get along. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was that he wanted to have her back in his arms, in his bed, and not just sexually. He wanted all of her again, but he knew he didn’t deserve it. He had hurt her deeply, and he had to deal with the consequences. He could only hope that she would forgive him and they could try again one day. But, if not, he would still be there for her, always. She was the love of his life and now the mother of one of his children. Even if they never reconnected romantically, there would never be another woman for him. She was it for him, and he prayed that she would think of him like that again in the future.

Y/N was sitting in the bed in the guest room watching tv. She had insisted on not being in the master bedroom. It was hard enough being in the house for now. She couldn’t imagine sleeping in the same bed that she had shared with him. That was asking for it. So, there she was, in the guest bedroom of her ex-boyfriend’s house, her mind racing with all the memories of how she ended up there.

She knew that Jensen hadn’t wanted any more kids, but she still didn’t understand his reaction. Sure, she was terrified when she found out she was pregnant, but he had been irate. He had said that he had reacted that way because he was scared, but she had difficulty swallowing that explanation. She had been afraid, but she hadn’t exploded. She hadn’t been so upset that she ruined their entire relationship. She wiped at the tears slipping down her cheeks and took a deep breath. She had to quit thinking about all this if she was ever going to be able to live with him.

She looked around her room at all the things Jensen had put away. He had insisted that he unpack all her things for her so she didn’t have to and would be comfortable. She knew he was trying, but it just wasn’t enough. Not now, anyway. Maybe, one day, she could let it all go, but it wasn’t right now. A knock on her door made her jump, ending her reverie.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” Jensen asked, poking his head in the door.

“I’m good. Just watching some tv.”

“I- uh, I brought you something to eat,” he stuttered, opening the door and walking in with a tray,” I made you grilled cheese and soup. Chicken noodle, not tomato. I know you don’t like tomato soup.”

“Thank you, Jay,” she said with a genuine smile.

“You don’t have to thank me. I’m doing my job. I’m here to take care of you both,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. His tell that he was nervous.

“Jay, you don’t have to be nervous around me. I know we aren’t a couple now, but we were friends for sixteen years. Am I still hurt? Yes, but I’m not going to yell or bite your head off,” she chuckled, patting the bed for him to come sit down.

“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” he sighed, sitting beside her on the bed and giving her the food.

“I’ll let you know if I’m uncomfortable, Jay. Walking around me like you are on eggshells makes me uncomfortable.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing for everything, too,” she laughed.

“I’m so- Look, I should be apologizing to you all day, every day, Y/N. I fucked up,” he sighed.

“You did, but make it up to me by being my friend again. That’s what I want,” she smiled, making his heart flutter.

“I’ll try, I will, but it will be hard,” he admitted.

“Why?”

“Because I’m still in love with you. I don’t want to be just your friend anymore. I want us again.”

“Jensen,” she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, “I know you love me. I love you, but I can’t let it go. Not right now, maybe not ever. I know you said you’re sorry, and I appreciate that. But you don’t fully realize how you broke me that day. You left me to go stay with your ex-wife when I told you I was having your baby. How am I supposed to just let that go? How am I supposed to know you won’t leave me again when it’s something that scares you?” she sniffled, the hurt washing over again.

“Y/N, I don’t know how many times to say I’m sorry and that I royally fucked up! Do you want me to get down on my knees and beg? Grovel at your feet? I’ll do it! Just tell me what I have to do!” he pleaded, his eyes welling up with tears.

“Give me time, and don’t pressure me. I’m going to have to work through this on my own. And I can’t promise I’ll ever be able to be your girlfriend again. But you have to give me time to figure it out on my own, okay? Please?”

“Okay. I won’t bring it up again,” he groaned, standing to leave.

“Jay, don’t be like that. I’m sorry you didn’t get the answer you wanted right now, but please, don’t be like that with me. I’m asking as your friend, don’t make this harder on either of us.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’ll take you as my friend rather than nothing at all. Forgive me?”

“Of course, Jay,” she smiled.

He didn’t say another word. He leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead and walked out the door, shutting softly behind him. She threw her head back on her pillow and groaned. She hated hurting him, but she just couldn’t move past her own hurt at that moment. She sat up, took a bite of her sandwich, and rolled her eyes. Living with him was going to be a lot harder than she had anticipated.

[highfunctioningflailgirl]

In my Damage Control series, the next one coming up is 2x01 In My Time Of Dying. There are several missing scenes in that episode that I could write. Help me decide which one!

(Spoilers for Spn 2x01!)

[winchesterwild78]

The Director

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader (wife)

Warnings: None. This is a fluff piece.

A/N: Got inspired by a series of pictures  @jackles010378 posted. Just a quick story about a day on set with Director Jensen. This is a work of fiction and does not depict real life. No disrespect to Jensen or his family. All work is my own, do not take it or copy it without permission. Wrote this fast and edited it fast, please overlook any errors. 

Minors DNI 18+

Jensen loved being an actor, but he also loved directing. He had a great eye that lended to amazing shots and takes. He was thrilled when he was approached to direct some episodes of his latest project. 

“Hey Y/N, how’s things going at home? How are the kids?” You heard your husband’s husky voice ask on the other end of the phone. “Hey babe, we’re good. They are outside playing and I’m fixing some lunch. Is everything okay? You sound off.” 

Jensen let out a long sigh, “Yeah, they asked me to direct the next few episodes.” “Oh Jens, that’s great! Why don’t you sound more excited?” “I don’t know. I guess I’m just nervous. It’s a lot of responsibility and I don’t want to screw it up.” “Jensen, you’re amazing at what you do. You always give all of yourself to anything you do. It doesn’t matter if it’s work, family or friends. You put all of yourself into everything. That’s one of the things I love about you. Jens, honey, you can do this.” 

“Thank you baby, I just needed to hear your voice. I love you.” “I love you too, Jensen, now, go do your thing baby.” You hung up and felt a pang of guilt. Jensen always put too much pressure on himself and you knew being by his side would help calm him. 

You grabbed your phone and called Gen. “Hey Gen, I have a huge favor to ask. Can you watch the kids for me? Jensen has been asked to direct and I’m afraid he’s spiraling.” “Sure, Y/N. Bring them over. We can all hang out and they can have a sleepover.” “Thanks, Gen! You’re the best.” 

You ran upstairs and packed yourself, and the kids. You took the kids to Gen and Jared’s and thanked her again. Then you headed for the shooting location. You were thankful this latest project was local enough so you could drive to set. 

You called Clif so he could meet you at security and get you inside without issue. You arrived and made it through security without any problem. “So, Clif. How is our boy doing? Honestly.” “Well, he’s stressed and of course he’s trying to make sure everything is perfect. You know how he hates to let people down.” “I know, thanks for getting me through security.” Clif hugged you and led you to the set. 

You saw Jensen behind the camera and he called cut as soon as you stepped in. He hadn’t seen you, and he was giving directions to the actors. You could see he was getting frustrated and he was trying to contain it. He called action and you watched as he moved around the set with the camera to get the perfect shot. 

One of the actors tripped and fell, so Jensen called cut again. The actor immediately started apologizing and Jensen put a hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, it happens. Are you hurt? Do you need a break?” The actor shook his head and told Jensen no. The actor looked no more than 20 so you knew he was new. Jensen was always so kind and understanding with mishaps on the set. Afterall, he and Jared did plenty to drive their directors crazy. 

Jensen saw what time it was and he cut for lunch. He was frustrated. As the room cleared out you saw him sit down, take off his hat and run his fingers up and through his hair. He let out a frustrated sigh. Seeing him like that always broke your heart.

You walked up behind him, his head still down and hands in his hair and you put your arms around him. “Hey there Mr. Director. You look like you could use a break.” You kissed his cheek. Jensen’s head went up and his big green eyes looked at you with excitement and love. “Hey baby, what are you doing here?” He stood and threw his arms around you and softly kissed your lips. “I had Gen watch the kids, and I came to see if I could help with my husband’s stress.” 

He sat back down and pulled you between his legs. Cupping your face he kissed you again, this time it was more passionate. “Come on baby, let’s get you to your trailer so you can eat some lunch and relax. I’ll rub your shoulders.”

The two of you walked back to his trailer, hand in hand and he wore a mischievous smirk. Once in his trailer he plopped down on the sofa and pulled you with him. He peppered kisses all over you and had you giggling. “I love hearing your laugh, darlin’. It’s one of my favorite things to hear.” You smiled at him, “I love when you make me laugh. Now, let’s get you some lunch. What do you want and I’ll make it or go get it.” 

“I’d rather just take you to the bedroom.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you. “Jensen Ross Ackles!” You laughed. He stood up and grabbed you around your waist, “Y/N Y/M/N Ackles. I can’t help it. I'm in love with my wife and can’t wait to please her.” You giggled, “Fine, but you promise you’ll eat after.” “Darlin’ I plan on eating during.” He winked at you and you blushed. 

“Yes, I’ll grab something later.” You took his hand and led him back to the bedroom of his trailer. Clothes were shed and you helped Jensen relax and release all his built up stress. A few times actually.

By the time you two were finished he had about 15 minutes before he had to return to set. “Jens, you need to get dressed and back to set soon.” He pulled you closer to him and groaned, “Do I have to. I’d rather just lay here in your arms for the rest of the day.” “Me too, but you have a job to do. I’ll be here with you tonight. I have a bag packed and Gen is watching the kids.” His smile grew big, “That’s great. I will get you all to myself tonight.” You shook your head, “Now, go finish the shoot for the day.” 

You both got dressed and Jensen grabbed a quick bite from craft services. He pulled a chair up for you to sit next to him while he finished shooting for the day. You loved watching him work, and sitting next to him helped calm him. The rest of the shoot went smoothly. By the time Jensen called cut for the day, everyone was exhausted. 

Jensen took you by the hand and led you out of the set and towards his trailer. Once inside he pulled you close to him, “Thank you for coming to set today. I love you so much.” “You’re welcome baby. I love you too, Mr. Director.” 

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[agirlwithdemonblood]

The Celebrity Next Door Masterlist

Pairings: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Series Summary: Y/N's life takes an unexpected turn when she moves next door to Jensen Ackles, a famous actor navigating life post-divorce. Their initial awkward encounter over a broken window leads to a budding friendship, navigating the challenges of celebrity life and forging meaningful connections in their neighborhood.

A/N: The children's and ex wife's name has been changed due to respect of the Ackles Family, this story is 100% fiction & in no way is this series a means to disrespect their family.

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Neighborhood

Chapter 2: Tensions Rise

Chapter 3: After Midnight

Chapter 4: Coffee, Compassion & Healing Hearts

Chapter 5: Crossroads of Feelings

Chapter 6: Healing In Darkness

Chapter 7: Unexpected Morning, Heartwarming Afternoon

Chapter 8: Embracing Enough

Chapter 9: Finding Our Pace

Chapter 10: Bruised Hearts

Chapter 11: Broken Glass, Mended Hearts

Chapter 12: Brewing Affection

Chapter 13: Discovering Home

Chapter 14: Resolving Resentments

Chapter 15: Family Ties

Chapter 16: Love and Doubt

Chapter 17: Defending Love

Chapter 18: Caught Off Guard

Chapter 19: Embracing Happiness in Texas

This series is complete, thanks for reading <3

[zepskies]

Podcast Interview With Idling in the Impala: "Y/N and Let Y/N…"

Here we go! Sandra and Kasey, the lovely hosts of @idlingintheimpalapodcast — the podcast for all things SPN and fanfiction — invited me on the pod for an interview…

We chatted about Dean Winchester and Jensen Ackles’ early roles, the best and worst seasons of SPN, the joys and pains of writing Soldier Boy, and much, much more.

That’s right, there be some hot takes coming in this convo, and I had an absolute blast with these two! (And like I said in Sunday's announcement, I’m also putting my name and my voice out there for the first time! 😆)

So if any of that sounds interesting, feel free to dive in!

(**Important Note: Just to preface, we recorded this back in June, so it was before I posted certain stories or even started developing Lost on You. It was also when Tumblr activity/engagement was going through a spring/summer slowdown lol.

Links to all the fics and podfics we mentioned are at the end of this post.)

Have a listen: ⤵️

Interview Timestamps –

(Plus fic recs, SPN writer shoutouts, and more!)

1:44 – Who’s your guy: Sam or Dean?

3:35 – Getting into Supernatural for the first time (and seeing “Deanisms” in Jensen’s early roles).

10:15 – We debate the best and worst seasons of SPN: talking Mary Winchester, the British MOL, MOC Dean vs. Demon Dean, Chuck/God villainy, “jump the shark” moments, and that ending.

30:29 – Favorite SPN characters besides Sam and Dean.

32:34 – Writing fanfiction, joining Tumblr, and writing reader inserts vs. OCs.

38:05 – To “Y/N” or not “Y/N,” and the power of 2nd person. (**Disclaimer: Despite my hot take on this, I’ve loved a lot of stories by authors who use Y/N in reader insert stories.

Also, if I’m remembering the book You and its characters incorrectly forgive me, it’s been like 5 years since I read it lol.) 

51:00 – Favorite fanfic tropes in romance, the joys and challenges of writing Soldier Boy (AKA: the Original Asshole), and attempting to humanize Ben in Break Me Down.

Shoutout to @deans-spinster-witch always for giving me the inspiration to write BMD. 💚

Why We Love The Boys – A review of Supes Ain’t Always Heroes

1:07:57 – Engaging with readers, tips on increasing engagement, optimizing your Tumblr blog, writing schedules and processes, and incorporating reader feedback into stories.

1:26:38 – Sandra graciously narrated Midnight Espresso (Dean Winchester x Plus-sized Latina!Reader). We chat about what sparked the idea for the ME-verse, self-representation in fanfic, feeding Dean, loving Dean, and writing about culture and ethnicity in the fandom space.

1:38:26 – Chatting about the inspirations behind Smoke Eater, a firefighter!Dean AU; law enforcement procedurals, House MD, and researching for stories.

1:44:30 – Which Jackles character is the easiest or most fun to write?

1:47:39 – The challenges of writing Sam vs. Dean.

1:53:15 – Shoutouts! To some of my favorite SPN authors. I could only remember a few people off the top of my head (stupid me), but I love all of you!!

@waynes-multiverse @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior @luci-in-trenchcoats @rizlowwritessortof @waywardxwords

@deanwinchesterswitch @deanbrainrotwritings @deanwritings @spnbabe67 @thatonewriter15

@justagirlinafandomworld @kaleldobrev @artyandink @princessmisery666 @wayward-dreamer (– and many more.)

2:00:40 – How I came up with my username.

2:05:04 – Kasey’s Secret Question…

2:07:38 – Advice to fanfic writers and creatives for inspiration and/or wisdom.

2:16:35 – Sandra and Kasey’s lovely outro: self-representation in fandom, escapism, diverse voices, and more. (“Reach out a hand. Touch somebody. …Not like that.”)

📖 Fics Mentioned:

Sandra: @talltalesandbedtimestories -

Some Sunny Day Series – Dean Winchester x OFC - (I'm in the process of reading this entire series and it's been a joy to read! 💜)

Past Due – Dean Winchester x Reader

The Iceman Cometh – Dean Winchester x Reader

Cowboy Canter (Original Fiction) – Inspired by cowboyish Dean/Jensen.

Kasey: @sam-is-my-safe-word -

English Cottage-verse – Sam Winchester x Reader (I've read it and it's fantastic! 💜)

(K)not for sale – Soldier Boy x Dean Winchester

Alex (Zep/Me) -

Break Me Down – Soldier Boy/Ben x F. Reader

Midnight Espresso (& the Series Masterlist) – Dean Winchester x Plus-sized Latina!Reader

Dream With Me – Dean Winchester x Plus-sized Latina!Reader

Smoke Eater – Firefighter!Dean Winchester x F. Reader

Every Second Counts – Russell Shaw x F. Reader

🎙️ Stories/Podfics Sandra has narrated for me:

Podfic Playlist

And please remember to check out all the other awesome interviews, narrated podfics, and fun topics covered by Sandra and Kasey on the Idling in the Impala Podcast!