son of a bitch

jensen ross ackles actor. father.roleplay only

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southern styles // jensen + harry

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hstxlxs

there was nothing that was more of a reminder that harry and jensen’s worlds were so seperate than the older man saying that he had no idea who any of the vs models were. “bella… bella hadid.” even though he knew that it didn’t matter to his friend, the singer couldn’t help but hide a smirk in his shoulder when he spoke her name. the night before with bella had been something that harry had no idea that he’d needed, all the stress of promo falling off his shoulders after their night together.

“i don’t know if it’s going to be a regular thing, fucking, her that is.” he was careful to almost mute the curse word, meeting jensen’s eyes in way of an apology. “but i’d do it again. she’s like, so fucking hot man. made of legs.” it wasn’t unlike harry to speak about women he’d been with around jensen, trusting the older man as much as he trusted his closest family members, but speaking about bella almost put a foul taste in his mouth. “and she’s proper sweet. the absolute nicest when we’re not.. y'know.” he grabbed for his own coffee and took a long sip, trying not to let his mind wander from their morning. “what about you though, daddy cool? still on that ridiculous celibacy pledge?”

the name went straight over jensen's head exactly how he had anticipated it would, the actor trying to tattoo the name in his head so that he could look her up later. or at least tell anne about her. on the one hand he knew that harry was telling him because he saw him as his equal, but after the long talking to he'd gotten from the boys mom - he felt an absurd need to almost protect him. jensen felt his brow pull together at the curse word passing harry's lips, knowing fine well that arrow couldn't understand him but still never wanting that word around them. 

jensen chuckled quietly as he put the baby back in her stroller, looking up at harry with raised eyebrows. "don't deflect - did you have a cute lil sleepover?" the older man asked, a smirk on his lips to drive home the fact he was teasing him. "we treat women right - so you better have had a sleepover." jensen added, looking down at his son who was slowly starting to wake up.

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hbujcnner

is it though? is it really? i don’t think it is some how personally, but whatever floats your boat i guess. i really am tempted to become one not going lie, at least you don’t have to worry about shaving and shit.

what could ever be bad about being a kind person? i don't think you can ever count that as  a character flaw. for what its worth.. you could get away with not shaving without being a nun. its your body, sweetheart.

[cocaxlola-blog]

southern styles // jensen + harry

[acklesrpg]

hstxlxs

“we should get matching boots”  the words left harry’s mouth as he stared at the coloured boots in front of him, instinctively  reaching for the pair with the most sparkle. and the pair that he knew jensen would hate the most. he handed them to the older man with a smirk, grabbing for a pair in his size and ones that almost matched to fit arrow’s little feet. he lined all of the boots up on the seat before he grabbed for the infant, waiting for her to settle on his lap before he sat down opposite jensen again.

“you sure you don’t mind her hearing this?” harry asked jensen the question while putting his hands over arrow’s ears, all too aware of how sensitive she was. “alright. i want you to think vs model and milk bath followed by a shower…” the singer always tried to start his stories tame for the older man, all too aware of how often he’d have casual chats with his mum, but he couldn’t bring himself to hold back about bella. “never have the words, gagging for it, felt more appropriate.” he ducked his head as he smirked, distracting them both by pulling a small boot onto arrow’s foot.

a smirk made its way onto jensen's face at the sound of harry words, the actor not bothering to do anything but roll his eyes as he handed his daughter over and looked at the obnoxiously sparkly boots that harry was about to put her in. the little girl kept her eyes locked on her dad for a beat before looking up at harry, clearly trying to decide if she was ready for him to hold her yet. thankfully, she seemed fine. jensen scrunched his nose up at the mere use of the words gagging for it, shaking his head and running a hand down the length of his face as he sat back and took a sip of his coffee. 

"which vs model?" he asked curiously, leaning back against the wall as he watched his daughter kick her legs around excitedly with the shoes on her feet. "i'm not gonna know who she is, but gimmie a name so i can google later." jensen added as he put his coffee down and picked arrow up off harry's lap as she reached for him. "so you're just fuck- sleeping with her then?" he asked, leaning down to press a kiss to his daughter's head in apology for swearing.

[cocaxlola-blog]

southern styles // jensen + harry

[acklesrpg]

hstxlxs:

harry styles had always considered himself a stylish kinda guy. and he had the british fashion award to back himself up, the singer knowing all too well what would and wouldn’t work on his lanky frame. but he knew that shopping with jensen was always going to be a risk. he’d spent the better part of the morning cuddling his godchildren, carrying them both through shop after shop until jensen had finally led him into somewhere that smelt more like horse than any farm that the younger man had ever been to, and handed him a pair of boots with the worst smirk harry had even seen on his lips.

“i feel like i’m playing fucking dress-ups or something..” harry all but glared at the boots on his feet, still not sure why he couldn’t pull them off as seamlessly as the man opposite him. he sat down to pull them off, dropping the boots to the floor with a louder thud than he needed. “don’t they have something with more glitter? i feel like i need something that sparkles.” he offered his friend a small smile, already knowing the lecture he was about to get.

@acklesrpg

there were a lot of things that bought jensen ackles joy in life, but seeing harry styles frown down at a pair of plain cowboy boots on his feet were definitely at the top of that list. the actor knew that every pair of boots he'd handed to the young musician were totally wrong for him, but it was worth it to watch his nose scrunch up with every new pair of shoes. jensen hated shopping, so making his own fun all day was all he could do. he stood with his daughter resting on his hip as they watched harry chuck the boots down, the seven month old smiling excitedly as though they were playing some sort of game. 

"you're an idiot - turn around." jensen laughed, a row of obnoxiously colored boots lining the wall behind the younger man. "you gonna tell me about your hot date, or..?" jensen asked over his shoulder as he sat down and sat arrow on his knee, thankfully that at least one of the twins had gotten the memo that they were meant to sleep through the shopping trip.

[acklesrpg]

imessage - sugar lumps

h: i don't hate her, i'm just not gonna make her uncomfortable

h: think, vs model and milk bath

j: she needs to get used to you. come back to our place after shopping, chuck on one of my shirts and give her a bottle and put her to bed?

j: what sort of fucking life do you live, oh my god.

[acklesrpg]

imessage - sugar lumps

h: eh, some people have tried.

h: that's alright, me n zep can still have fun without you two.

h: hot date ;)

h: really hot tbh.

j: why do you hate my baby girl

j: ah to be young again. tell me more.

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hbujcnner

What me be kind? nah it’s just me being my normal self? go on ask everyone, they’ll tell you the truth. no you can’t, it’s my own family? i know i don’t know everything about them…but i do with my siblings. it’s like me trying to beat you, at your own family triva…a nun? i’ll join her.

that's a really good personality trait to have. yeah i have no idea why i thought i could ever compete to be honest. you should become a nun, you'd be safe and sound at all times.

[acklesrpg]

imessage - sugar lumps

h: calm down, daddy. don't need you getting all excited and going into cardiac arrest when you see my face next.

h: i love the twins, that's never a problem.

h: not a lot ;)

j: is it possible to not get excited around your face?

j: good luck picking arrow up. she's decided no one is worthy of her cuddles but me

j: you're a liar. tell me.

[acklesrpg]

imessage - sugar lumps

h: thank fucking god.

h: stop being a dick, daddy.

h: take me to buy boots tomorrow? i wanna tell you about my night.

j: so tingly

j: i'll have the twins with me tomorrow, but that works for me. your night? why? what's happening tonight?

[acklesrpg]

imessage - sugar lumps

h: i don't have you if you're gonna be all weird about it.

h: like, if i can't fuck around with you anymore and make jokes or whatever, what's the point?

j: yeah, i'm being weird. your mom got into my head.

j: call me daddy again. made me all tingly.

[acklesrpg]

imessage - sugar lumps

h: i don't need you to fill a dad shaped hole in my life.

h: yeah, i am.

j: i'm not trying trying to replace him

j: i'm trying to tell you you've got me. that's all.

[acklesrpg]

imessage - sugar lumps

h: you obviously have something to say, jay.

h: i am fucking happy.

j: your birth father is an asshole. you've lost the one dad you really loved. you deserve like.. that sort of relationship.

j: are you?

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imessage - sugar lumps

h: could you be anymore dramatic?

h: it WAS funny.

h: go on, tell me what i need then.

j: its not my place to say what you need

j: just want you to be happy and all that

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imessage - sugar lumps

h: don't start treating me like a kid now, not after all this time.

h: you're like the one person i can go to about stuff and if you're gonna start treating me like a kid that's gonna be ruined.

h: don't make me get all weird and deep.

h: i can't ride a fucking horse. it's not in my insurance.

j: i'm not treating you like a kid. your mum just reminded me that you're still young and you've been through a lot

j: you hardly need me laughing along to you calling me daddy

j: you need like

j: i dunno

j: thats embarrassing, man. so embarrassing.

[acklesrpg]

imessage - sugar lumps

h: can you like

h: not do this?

h: don't make this weird for me. please.

j: i'm not doing anything

j: if you want a horse, i'll get you one. that way you can go riding with jj.

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imessage - sugar lumps

h: lmao. daddy.

h: oh this is gonna be so much fucking fun. after that can i have a pony?

j: she's made me actually see you as a kid so keep trying to freak me out but its not going to work, you sweet lil thing.

j: if you want

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imessage - sugar lumps

h: tell me. please.

h: gucci don't sell cowboy boots. take me to somewhere proper southern.

j: she just asked me to like

j: you know

j: not be your dad

j: but watch out for you

j: consider it done, man.