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A series of each birthday and the significance to each one according to astrology.
The readings apply for both men and women and are quite general so don’t worry about that! Here are the links:
Language Of Birthdays Pt.1 : January 1 - March 17
Language Of Birthdays Pt.2 : March 18 - May 26
Language Of Birthdays Pt.3 : May 27 - August 7
Language Of Birthdays Pt.4 : August 8 - October 19 - FINISHED
Language Of Birthdays Pt.5 October 20 - December 31 - FINISHED
I get this info from a book called Secret Language Of Birthdays written by Gary Goldschneider. All I do is summarize the info of each date for you guys, I also own the book Secret Language Of Relationships so lmk if anyone wants that series as well❣️
PS! I prioritize asks. Before sending an ask, check if your day is already available!
Just a quick something to say sorry for being MIA and thank you to all the content creators who have continued to tag me even though I've been offline for a long time!
I can't wait to catch up with everything and start reading again!
Pairing: Jeff Hardy x OC Melissa
Word Count: 874
Prompt: 'But friends don't look at each other like we do, if i kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop'
Hope you enjoy babes thank you for requesting @melissahausen
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“It’s been three weeks Melissa, you’re either going to need to confess to Jeff that you like him or figure out something. You can’t keep avoiding him you two are so close and it’s bothering him knowing what’s wrong.”
Melissa sighed as she looked at Jeff’s older brother Matt, she did not know who else to turn to when her dreams about one of her best friends had started getting erotic. Sure, she knew that she had a crush on Jeff she had for years how could she not. But she didn’t know how to deal with the man when her mind tortured her at night with dreams of him caressing her flesh, watching his eyes as he dipped his head down to sample her wetness with his tongue.
After that first dream, she had a hard time looking him in the face, when the dreams wouldn’t stop she started avoiding him, afraid she’d reveal her secret. The only reason she told his brother was because she was desperate and needed some advice.
“I just worry it’s going to make him uncomfortable and that last thing I want is to do that to him. Part of me believes he may be flattered, but friends don’t look at each other the way we do.”
“Honestly, I can’t promise his reaction I don’t know how he’ll behave but regardless I’ll be here to help you and I truly believe it’s not going to harm your friendship if he doesn’t like it. You’ll always have us and I agree you two do look at each other different.”
“Thanks Matt, well I guess I better go find him.”
“Good luck kiddo.”
Waving, Melissa continued her way down the hall in search of Jeff while doing her best to try and keep herself together. It had been so hard avoiding him for three weeks and it was getting to the point where she wasn’t sure how much longer she could keep him from just cornering her at work.
“Hey Kenny, have you seen Jeff anywhere?”
She asked rubbing her hands together nervously as she looked at her friend who was on his phone. Kenny looked up smiling at her and nodded, motioning towards the left down the long corridore.
‘Locker room.’
He mouthed, giving him a quiet thanks she went towards the men’s locker room and pulled her phone out; sending Jeff a text to let him know she was here looking for him. After a few minutes the door opened, and Jeff smiled seeing her.
“Hey, give me a minute to get my stuff then we can walk, and talk do you have a ride?”
“Yeah, I got a ride with one of the girls but it’s fine.”
Nodding Jeff gathered his things and the two of them began making their way through the halls waving to coworkers or friends. The silence stretched between them neither knowing how to exactly start until Jeff did.
“Did I do something to upset you?”
“What?”
Melissa looked over at him before quickly shaking her head pushing a door open.
“No, you didn’t do anything I’m sorry for avoiding you lately I’m going to explain why I just it’s not as easy as I would hope for.”
Jeff nodded relieved to know he hadn’t upset or offended her in some way. He stayed quiet to let her gather her thoughts.
“You let your gray grow out?”
Melissa wondered aloud looking over at him Jeff smiled at her change of subject touching his face and hair he glanced at her.
“I did, do you like it?”
“I really like it honestly you suit gray pretty well.”
“Thank you.”
The two continued to walk in silence for a bit longer as Melissa decided it was just best to get it over with now.
“So the reason I’ve been avoiding you is I’ve been dreaming about you and I got confused.”
“That’s it? I dream about you too darling it’s not weird we dream about friends all the time it’s actually pretty normal.”
“No these are different my dreams have been well.”
Swallowing, she felt her cheeks heating up while her eyes darted to the floor suddenly interested in the concrete. She couldn’t believe she was going to just spit this out right here where anyone could possibly hear.
“They’re what?”
“On the more erotic side.”
“Oh? Erotic, OH.”
He exclaimed after a moment and stopped walking grabbing her arm to pull her to a stop and lifted her chin with his finger to get her gaze to meet his.
“You like me, don’t you?”
“Well, I mean it’s pretty obvious after what I just told you.”
“That’s no reason to avoid me we could have made those dreams a reality; you know sometimes I listen to you talking I just want to lean over and kiss you.”
Melissa could feel her heart pounding in her chest listening to his confession, she decided to be brave once more.
“Why don’t you kiss me now?”
“If I kissed you, I don’t think I’d be able to stop.”
“What if I don’t want you too.”
Jeff smiles cupping her cheeks gently lowering his lips to her in a kiss sweeter than either could have ever hoped for.
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!
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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.
Warnings- Angst, Jared trying to be funny at the wrong time 😄
A/N- Sorry, guys, but we're still on the angst train with this one. But there may be a sliver of hope for them 😉
“Hey, man. It’s going to be okay. Just keep taking deep breaths,” Jared coached Jensen trying to get him to calm down.
“Didn’t you hear her? She said she didn’t know if she ever wanted to speak to me again. How am I supposed to calm down now? My whole world just told me she doesn’t want me anymore,” he croaked, his voice wavering with the tears he shed.
“Jay, I don’t know what you want me to say. She’s hurting right now, and she has every right to. I love you, dude, but you really messed up this time.”
“Damn, thanks for helping me out.”
“That’s exactly what I’m trying to do! You need to understand what you did and how much it affected her. She told you she was going to have your baby, and you walked out on her. How else did you expect her to react?”
Jensen had nothing to say. Jared was right. He left her to fend for herself when she needed him the most, and he couldn’t blame her for leaving. But he had to fix it. He knew he couldn’t go on without her. What she didn’t know was that he had planned on asking her to marry him soon. Then she told him she was pregnant, and he let his fear and insecurities push her away. Maybe he was more like Dean Winchester than he cared to admit.
“Hey. I can see the wheels turning. What’s going through that head of yours?” Jared knew that he was reeling, but he was trying to get him talking, hoping that it would help to calm him down.
“I have to find her. I have to fix this,” Jay murmured more to himself than his friend, jumping to his feet.
“Okay. How do you plan on doing that?” Jared asked.
Jensen opened his mouth to answer when Jared’s phone rang. He hoped that it was Y/N calling him back, but it wasn’t. It was Gen. He hung his head in disappointment while his friend answered the call. He could hear her yelling something through the phone, but it was unintelligible. The look on Jared’s face made him squirm. He knew something terrible was happening, but he didn’t know what. Jared hung up quickly and turned to him, a look of pity on his face.
“Jay, I need you to sit down.”
“What is it, Jared?” he asked, holding his breath.
“Seriously, man. Sit down for a minute.”
“I’m not fucking sitting down! Just tell me what the hell is going on!” he yelled, getting frustrated with not knowing what was happening.
“It’s Y/N. Gen was talking to her, and she told Gen to call 911, and then she didn’t speak anymore. Gen called 911, and they're on their way. We need to meet them at the hospital,” he spoke softly, reaching out to put his hand on Jensen’s shoulder for comfort.
The words didn’t sink into Jensen’s mind for a few seconds. When it registered what was going on in his mind, he felt like he would pass out. Not only had he left her when she told him they were going to have a baby, but now she was in trouble, and he wasn’t there to protect her like he had promised. He had let her down in every way possible, and he hated himself for it. With one more look at Jared, he ran for the bathroom, emptying the contents of his stomach.
Gen sat in the hospital room, her eyes never leaving Y/N’s form as she lay there, not moving. She got a babysitter and rushed straight to the hospital after calling 911. Now, watching her friend hooked to all those machines and her not being able to help her made her feel so helpless. All she wanted to do was take away Y/N’s pain and make everything better for her and Jensen, but she had no clue where to even start. All she could do was wait and see what the doctors had to say and go from there. The door to the room opening startled her as she watched Jared and Jensen run into the room.
“What’s wrong with her?! Why isn’t she awake?!” Jensen shouted as he rushed to Y/N’s side, taking her limp hand in his.
“I don’t know. The doctor hasn’t been in yet,” Gen sighed, praying for good news when Y/N’s doctor did come to talk to them.
“It’s going to be okay, baby. She’ll be fine,” Jared soothed his wife, sitting next to her and pulling her into his side.
“What if she’s not?! What if something happens?! Oh God, I can’t lose her,” Jensen began to cry, laying his head down next to hers on her pillow.
“Y/N, baby, please. Don’t leave me. I’m so sorry for everything, darlin’. I hurt you so bad, and I’ll never forgive myself,” he whispered into her ear so Jared and Gen couldn’t hear him, “I promise I’ll do anything to make this up to you, baby. You just have to wake up, okay? I need you to wake up. If not for me, then for our little peanut. Just….please wake up.”
He continued to cry into her pillow, intermittently placing light kisses on the side of her head. Seeing her like this made him feel pain that he had never imagined he could ever feel. He knew he had a lot of proving to do to regain her trust, but he was willing to do whatever it took to show her he meant it if she made it through this.
Y/N couldn’t see anything, her eyes refusing to open. But, she knew something was wrong because she could hear Jensen’s voice in her ear begging her to wake up. The last thing she remembered was telling Gen to call 911, and then everything went black. So, she knew that she had to be dreaming. Jensen wouldn’t be there, and deep down, she could feel the sadness in her chest. She wanted him to be there, but he had made other choices.
She started to hear what sounded like other voices, which made her want to wake up and see what was going on. Was she dreaming, or were there people around her? Did that mean that Jensen could possibly be there? Her mind knew she didn’t need to talk to him right now, that she needed to let him go, but her subconscious knew that she still loved him and wanted to see him. Her eyes began to flutter, the bright lights starting to infiltrate her senses. The more she came closer to the waking world, the more she could sense that someone was right beside her, kissing her. Once her eyes finally opened, she looked to her right, and there he was. Jensen was there, and he looked like he had been crying for days.
“Y/N! Oh God, baby. You’re awake! I was so fucking scared,” Jensen exclaimed, choking on another sob that threatened to escape.
“Y/N!” Jared and Gen shouted in unison, both on their feet and coming to her bedside.
“What happened?” she asked meekly, her voice cracking.
“We don’t know. We’re still waiting for the doctor to come back in,” Gen said, squeezing her hand.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, looking over at Jensen.
“You really think that I wouldn’t be here after discovering you collapsed?! Of course, I was going to come be with you.”
“That’s not what I meant,” she groaned, trying to sit up straighter in the bed, “I meant, I told you I didn’t want to talk to you, and you still came to the hospital.”
“I know what you said, but I love you, Y/N, and our baby. I know I didn’t show it when you told me, but I know that I messed up. I’ll forever regret how I acted.”
“Let’s not talk about this right now. We’re not sure what’s wrong yet, and she doesn’t need the stress. None of us do,” Gen whispered, hoping to calm down the tension starting to build in the room.
Y/N opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted when her doctor walked into the room, making everyone silent.
“Hey, guys. I’m Dr. Williams, Y/N’s OBGYN. I’ve got all your results back and wanted to go over them with you.”
“What’s wrong? What made her pass out? Is the baby okay? Is she going to be okay?” Jensen rattled out the questions in a hurry. He needed to know she and the baby were okay.
“Slow down, slugger,” Dr. Williams laughed, “The baby is fine, and Y/N will be okay too.”
“What’s the problem, then?” Y/N asked curiously. She knew that it had to be something to make her pass out.
“Well, you have a condition called preeclampsia. It causes high blood pressure, and if it gets high enough, you can lose consciousness.”
“What does she need to do?” Jensen asked worriedly. He didn’t want anything else to happen to her or their baby.
“She’ll have to go on what we call modified bed rest. This means she has to take it easy and can’t do anything strenuous. She can still get up and move around for limited amounts of time, shower, and make very easy meals, but she needs to be on the couch or in bed most times throughout the day. That also means she needs to have someone around at all times to help her out.”
“Well, that takes sex off the table,” Jared joked, trying to lighten the mood, but just got glares from his friends.
“Actually, that depends. If sex is something that’s stressful for you, then I say refrain. But, if it’s enjoyable and has been a stress reliever before, then that’s fine. Just keep it easy. No acrobatics,” Dr. Williams chuckled.
“Sex isn’t happening anymore, so what else?” Y/N mumbled, making Jensen tense at her tone.
“Just make sure Jensen can be with you all the time, and you can go home.”
“That’s not an option,” she stated bluntly, making the doctor look at her.
“Well, I’m not sure what’s going on, but if you don’t have someone to stay with you, you’ll have to do your bed rest in the hospital for the rest of your pregnancy.”
“What?! I don’t want to be in the hospital that long,” she whined.
“Then I suggest that you figure out who can stay with you. I’ll come back after my rounds to see if you have anything worked out,” Dr. Williams informed her, walking out to see her other patients.
“Y/N, maybe you should go back to Jensen’s,” Jared encouraged.
“No, that’s not happening.”
“Baby, please. Let me take care of you. I’ll even move to the guest room if that makes you more comfortable, but you need the help, and it should be me,” he pleaded.
“Why should it be you?” she sassed.
“Because I want to be able to keep an eye on you and our baby.”
“You didn’t care about the baby and me before,” she quipped, making him feel guilty.
“I always cared, Y/N. I was just scared when you told me we were having a baby.”
“This is a conversation that you should have in private. It would be perfect to talk about while Jensen is taking care of you,” Gen interjected.
“Not you too,” Y/N groaned in frustration.
“I’m thinking of you and the baby. It’s what makes sense,” her friend smiled, trying to show her that she just had her best interest at heart.
“Fine….Go tell Dr. Williams that I’m going to stay with him.”
Y/N didn’t want to go back to that house. Not because she hated it, but because she knew that all the good memories there would outweigh the bad ones, and she was afraid that she would lose her resolve on not getting back with Jensen. It looked like she would have a big struggle between her head and her heart. She hoped that her head would win, but with a man like Jensen, who knew what would happen. Only the future would know.
Summary: Jensen's due on stage in twenty minutes, the fans are waiting, but [Y/N]'s been riled up all morning and she's not going to wait a second longer to get what she wants. The fans will have to wait
A/N: i was honry af last night, idk why, but this came from it. there's gonna be a second part, but i just wanted to share this :) also i haven't written in months so be kind
The ravenous fire bubbling inside her chest was insufferable, climbing her veins and rattling her bones with each thud of her foot to the floor. She tried to compose herself, using the bright blue lines on the carpet as a guide, like a plane coming in to land.
The devil swarmed her brain, overpowering her mind and corrupting her thoughts as hellfire gushed between her legs, triggering heart palpitations and sharp gasps for air to fill her struggling lungs as she willed herself to remain standing.
With taught shoulders and a puffed out chest [Y/N] shouted down the runway, her voice strained and tone urgent as she glared at the love of her life fifty feet ahead.
Even from this distance his broad rounded shoulders contrasted so delightfully against his narrow waist and tiny toosh. The crisp white shirt barely keeping his biceps in check and jeans unable to disguise his bowed legs which only excited her more.
Jensen twirled on his heels at the sound of her call, t-shirt hugging his toned stomach as he stood like a toddler with curved legs and twisted feet.
“What?”
“C’mere, quickly,” she said, ushering him with a flick of her wrist.
Heat prickled her skin, sizzled her insides and forced her to bite her bottom lip as his hips swayed and long legs strode towards her. His enchanting beauty and flowing movement created a hectic whirlwind in the hallway and deep in her heart, not to mention the storm that was raging in her pants.
“Are you okay?”
“Come with me.” Her hand clasped his as she escorted them down the isolated hotel lobby, the final location and their heavenly destination vivid in her mind.
“[Y/N] I’ve not got time, I’ve gotta go,” he insisted. “What’s wrong?”
Halting mid step, her long hair whipped through the air as she faced him. The manicured finger prodding his chest advised him to back up.
Stumbling backwards into a cramped little elevator, mirror lining one wall, the remaining ones cold sheets of metal, his blazing green eyes were stuck on her.
“What’s wrong?” Stifling a sigh, [Y/N] aggressively forced his hand under her skirt and between her thighs, manipulating her thong to the side, she manoeuvred his fingers across her soaking slit.
Jensen’s legs buckled as he reached out to the wall for support, the cool shiny metal helping to contain his fever. A pathetic whine slipped between his lips as temptation entrapped his soul in a cage of pure exhilarating lust and his fingers drowned in her arousal.
“That’s what’s wrong Jensen. I’ve been like this all morning, waitin’ and waitin’, I can’t fuckin’ take it any longer. I need you. Right now.”
“Here?” His voice hit a few octaves higher than usual, his right brow reaching for the ceiling as he eyeballed the compact space.
“You’d love that huh? Fuckin’ me somewhere public, someone catchin’ us mid act. You get off on just the thought dont'cha?”
His fingers rolled over her aching folds as if exploring the deep blue sea blindfolded, this time a synchronised moan fell from both of them.
“I’ve not got time to be teased,” Jensen said fiercely. “I can’t go on stage hard.”
“Why? Not like you haven’t been before. Quite a few times if I remember correctly,” her voice was low and breathy, full of unfiltered need and want.
Despite being extremely aroused, a twinge of irritation flashed across his face, “That’s not funny.”
“It is to me. Hot too.”
“Look, I promise, as soon as I’m finished I’ll come straight up to the room okay? I’ll do anythin’ you want.”
“I want you now. I want your fingers deep inside me, hittin’ that beautiful sweet spot, your body crushin’ me against the wall, my dainty hand chokin’ your dick while you attack my tit with your mouth. I want you to make me moan, scream and beg, loud enough that someone hears and then they hide, spyin’ on us, watchin’ and gettin’ turned on as you make me cum on your fingers.”
His thoughts were stolen as intense arousal demanded all blood relocate to his crotch. He was rock solid and pulsing in his jeans, his bulge almost breaking the seams, his thick shaft and seeping head begging to escape and get wet, all while his restricted lungs pressed against the walls of his rib cage desperate for air.
“He’d cum in his pants if he seen you finish,” he scoffed with utter pride as he looked down at his petite girlfriend with fire in her eyes.
The tight white t-shirt she wore clung to her body, revealing the curves and bounce of her small breasts, her nipples like granite and breaking the smoothness of the material, taunting him to play and indulge in the pleasure she was offering.
“Want me to make you cum in yours?” she said, her hand covering his twitching dick like a blanket.
Jensen’s hips flinched as a small hiss squeezed between clenched teeth.
He couldn’t contain another slithery hiss when his well used and calloused hand engulfed her left breast entirely and kneaded her flesh with a hearty grip.
Beautiful Trauma: Mini-Series; The reader finds out that after nearly forty years, Ben is alive. (Ben x Reader)
Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three. Chapter Four
Brat: Series: In order to adjust her behaviour and attitude, Y/N is sent to John’s and whilst she’s there, John’s sons, Sam and Dean take a liking to her.
Falling For The Sheriff: Part of the Creedence Creek Cowboys Trilogy Series; Reader's car breaks down outside of a small southern town and who else comes to her rescue? None other than Sheriff Dean Winchester.
Broken and Unfixable: Drabble; Dean hits the reader with some hard “truths”.
All Out of Options: Drabble; Reader resorts to a last option. (Dean x Reader)
Under The Mistletoe: Drabble; There’s mistletoe. And Dean (Dean x Reader)
Toy Soldier: Ficlet; The reader finds Michael in her apartment.
Classroom Humiliation: Oneshot; Reader gets humiliated in class. (Jensen x Reader)
Summary: After the worst six months of his life, Jensen is exhausted. Keeping up with the charade of being better for family and friends as well as the new challenges of sudden single fatherhood while trying to get back out to work have him at his breaking point. A live in nanny in the last thing he wants but he desperately needs another set of hands on call to help out with the day to day. Someone to show up, do the work, and won’t ask a million questions about how he’s doing and if he’s alright. Someone he doesn’t have to pretend to. But he didn’t expect to like her, let alone fall in love with her. A part of him says not to risk that pain again but another part, the bigger part, says he might not have a choice in the matter…
Pairing: Jensen x nanny!reader
Word Count: TBD
Warnings: language, car accidents, age gaps, mentions of injury/death of a spouse/death of a parent/depression/anxiety/past child abuse/past sexual assault (not graphic), mild violence, self-worth issues, smut and smut related topics, loads of fluffy moments
A/N #1: This series is a complimentary series to If I Fell For You and shows the story from Jensen’s POV. Also, this series is absolutely no hate towards Danneel. I’ve never seen if from you guys but a quick reminder wife-hate isn’t welcome here.
A/N: #2: There is NO TAGLIST for this series. Parts will come out on no set schedule however I will update the below when I do know of them!
Summary: Moving to a new location is difficult but living next to somebody you’d never expect to meet, and catching feelings? That’s damn near impossible to comprehend.
Warnings will be added to each chapter!
***Jensen’s kids will be renamed due to respectfulness, & Daneel is in the story as his ex but in no way do I want to cause harm or disrespect her as a person***
Series Warnings: Strong Language, Mature Themes, Angst, Alcohol, Attempted Sexual Assault, Mentions of Drugs/Heavy Drug Use, Neglect, Feelings of Hopelessness
Part (I)
Part (II)
Part (III)
Part (IV)
Part(V)
Part (VI)
Part (VII)
Part (VIII)
Part (IX)
Part (X)
Part (XI)
Part (XII)
Part (XIII)
Part (XIV)
Hiii!
I made this so I don’t have to keep listing out the parts on every update (now that my tag list is getting so long it takes up half the page, so grateful!!!) I’ll update the list with each new part that comes out!
Summary: The life of Jensen and [Y/N]
Word Count: 67,654 (total)
Warnings: Nsfw
A/N: all parts including main series can be read separately! reader is an oc so descriptions are tailored, if you read, thank you very much, feedback is super welcome, but be nice! (to everyone<3)
Carpool - Part 1
Summary: Two coworkers first carpool to work
Word Count: 3288
Warnings: Swearing, mention of alcohol, drugs and anxiety, mention of panic attack, implied smut
The First Time - Part 2
Summary: Things get heated between the actors causing a problem that leads to a very serious conversation
Word Count: 3322
Warnings: Angst, swearing, mutual masturbation, oral (m&f), unprotected sex, painful sex (jensen’s too big and we all know he is), he panics afterwards thinking she didn’t give consent
The Second First Time - Part 3
Summary: After telling Jensen a big secret [Y/N] sleeps with him for the first second time
Word Count: 5850
Warnings: Banter, fluff, swearing, hand job, blowjob, fingering, protected sex
The Morning After - Part 4
Summary: The morning after is sweet until [Y/N] showers and her mood changes completely
Word Count: 3111
Warnings: Fluff, swearing, angst, anxiety, [Y/N] is triggered, mentions of coworker bullying, being mocked sexually, mention of edging kink, oral (f)
Weekend In Vancouver, Friday - Part 5
Summary: [Y/N] and Jensens emotional and sexual relationship is explored further during a long-weekend trip to Vancouver
Word Count: 7299
Warnings: Fluff, swearing, mentions of anxiety, discussion of creating a safe word, dirty talk, fingering, oral (female reciving), blow job, face fucking, hair pulling, being held down, soft dom!jensen, rough sex, praise kink, overstimulation, memories/brief flashback of a bad sexual encounter
Feels Like The First Time - Part 1 | Part 2
Summary: [Y/N] enjoys an experience for the first time with Jensen
Word Count: 2256 | 3309
Warnings: Swearing, dry humping, fingering hand job
Captured By The Lights
Summary: After her five month old kitten takes down the Christmas tree again, [Y/N] is the one who ends up being decorated
Word Count: 3636
Warnings: Swearing, fingering, handjob, oral (f), restrained
Visit From The Devil
Summary: Sometimes Jared takes pranks too far
Word Count: 1426
Warnings: Panic of assault that turns out to be a prank, angry!jensen, protective!jensen, very light/brief female masturbation
Love In An Elevator
Summary: While the fans wait for Jensen to arrive on stage, [Y/N] refuses to wait any longer
Word Count: 870
Warnings: Swearing, teasing, dirty talk, fingering
When 3 Become 1
Summary: Two friends share their lover in harmony
Word Count: 1459
Warnings: Cockles, swearing, threesome, hand job, oral (female receiving), anal penetration
Birthday Girl - Part 1 | Part 2
Summary: Will [Y/N] ask Jensen for Dean Winchester as her birthday present?
Word Count: 3000 | 6169
Warnings: Fluff, daddy ackles (parent not sir), banter, swearing, teasing, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, fingering, oral (f), blowjob, almost getting caught, roleplaying, edging, unprotected sex, squirting
Daddy’s In Trouble
Summary: Jensen’s in trouble after letting the kids watch Hocus Pocus before bed time
Word Count: 2793
Warnings: Daddy ackles (father not sir), swearing, hand job, female masturbation, unprotected sex, sub!jensen, restrained
Daddy Ackles To The Rescue
Summary: [Y/N]s having a difficult morning in the Ackles household, but Jensen’s always there to help
Word Count: 1358
Warnings: Fluff, daddy ackles (parent not sir), mentions of anxiety and panic attacks
Snow Day
Summary: A kid free morning causes Jensen and [Y/N] to try something new
Word Count: 6021
Warnings: Fluff, feeling down, swearing, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, fingering, the softest sweetest sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, sub!jensen, dom!jensen
Three Months - Part 1 | Part 2
Summary: It’s been three months since [Y/N] has seen her husband
Word Count: 3141 | 7043
Warnings: Mentions of anxiety, fluff, daddy ackles (parent not sir), swearing, angst, blowjob, rough sex, sub!jensen, mentions of weight loss, self harm, being used sexually and choking, fingering, rough sex, unprotected sex
Ass Guy, Ass Girl
Summary: Jensen finds out something about his coworker
Word Count: 74
Warnings: Reader is bi
Cookies
Sumamry: Jensen may have been sculpted by the gods, but he is just a mortal man
Word Count: 406
Warnings: Jensen being a dude and gross, crack, swearing
Two Plus One Is Three
Summary: Jensen finds out he’s going to be a dad for the first time
Word Count: 613
Warnings: Fluff, swearing, mentions of smut, pregnancy announcement
Mommys Boy, Daddys Girl & Big Sis
Summary: Sometimes you just wish the kids weren’t around
Word Count: 683
Warnings: Fluff, light teasing, daddy ackles (parent not sir)
Boundaries
Summary: The longer you’re with someone the less that isn’t shared
Word Count: 527
Warnings: Crack, swearing, mentions of sex
Thank God It’s Friday
Summary: Jensen helps [Y/N] relax after a long day at work
Word Count: 5754
Warnings: Nsfw
Dream Come True
Summary: When [Y/N]’s long term partner offers her a once in a lifetime opportunity to sleep with the man of her dreams, she has to take it
Word Count: 3589
Warnings: Swearing, Scottish slang, alcohol consumption, tiny bit of dirty talk, slight bit of anxiety
Word Count: 1.3k
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
Warnings: Fluff
A/N: This is me trying to force a little creative inspiration.
Meeting a mysterious piano player at the bar you’ve gone to spend alone on your birthday? Best night ever.
Drinking alone was something you did often. Wasn’t always alcohol, though.
You did everything alone.
You hadn’t had a ‘person’ in years, and your best friend lived on the other side of the world, so you didn’t really have anybody to enjoy a night out with. But, you took her advice, and went out anyway.
It was your birthday after all.
You took a sip of the wine the small bar offered you - on the house - and closed your eyes, listening to the rich melody flowing from the piano a little behind you. You felt the music in your bones. You really loved the piano. You learned to play a little as a teenager but hadn’t ventured into it since you thought your small hands were a little hindering in pursuing it. You recognised the song, and sat there with your eyes closed, softly singing the song to yourself. Although the mystery player wasn’t singing it, you were familiar enough with the tune.
I lost grip of who I am
And I don’t know where I’m heading
I thought I knew it all
But I’m just second guessing
You could feel yourself swaying to the soft tune, warmth growing in your belly, so you were quite startled when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to see a waiter leaning over and smiling. “The gentleman at the piano asked you to join him.”
“Wha-”
“He heard you sing,” was all he said before he wandered off.
Figuring the song was already half over, and maybe he wanted to hear you sing more, you grabbed your champagne and quickly trotted over to the piano, perching beside him, but not daring to look him in the eye. You could feel his body heat radiating off of him.
“I can’t look at you because I don’t normally sing for everybody but if you want to hear me sing while you play, I gotta face this way, I just-”
“It’s fine, sweetheart,” his deep voice drawled. “Go ahead.”
The champagne was your liquid courage, so you downed it and placed it on the floor, taking a deep breath and tapping your hands nervously on your knees.
“So take me to the moon, or take me to the stars,
I don’t really care, just take me far,
Far away from here, somewhere I belong,
Cause I don’t feel at home here anymore.”
You leaned a little closer to the warm body beside you, eyes closed. The next verse had the talented piano player joining you in the last verse.
“Just take me as I am, as a lost and broken soul,
Oh what else can I say, when my home don’t feel like home.”
The sudden deafening silence that filled the room as the piano stopped, the soft resonation of the damper almost pounding in your ears as your cheeks heated up from what you’d just done.
You just sang with a complete stranger. Jesus christ.
“Well, I can’t say this is how I pictured my night turning out,” you said, leaning back a little but keeping your eyes closed.
“And why is that? What did you picture about tonight?” The stranger asked. There was something oddly soothing about his voice that made you smile.
“I pictured the entire night alone like it always is, but with extra pizzazz cause it’s my birthday,” you chuckled.
“Happy birthday,” the man said. “I hope I was able to improve it for you.”
You nodded. “You did, thank you. But… why did you want me to join you? Couldn’t you hear me just fine five feet away?” A soft giggle escaped your lips.
You could feel his body shake as he chuckled. “I wanted to hear it closer, is that a crime?”
“Nope, not at all.”
With your eyes closed, everything was heightened. Your thigh was hot as it rubbed against his, and his voice was almost reverberating through your body.
“You have a nice voice, not too much, just soft and pretty,” he said. “Better than mine.”
Fighting the urge to roll your eyes, you let out a scoff. “Let me hear it, then.”
“No way,” he said, a little louder this time. Your ears perked up, something about his voice suddenly sounding familiar.
You had an idea. “Well, my eyes are closed. Sing a song and see if I can guess it.”
“What would that have to do with your eyes being closed?”
“Gotta keep an air of mystery to this whole thing.”
“Whole thing?” He pondered, chuckling again.
“Yeah, this mysterious guy who asked me to sing with him just a few minutes ago. I don’t know what you look like. And I don’t even know if you know what I look like, I’m keeping it…”
“Mysterious,” he finished for you.
“Exactly!”
“Fine. With or without piano?”
You tossed your head side to side as though you were physically pondering the two. “Without.”
You barely caught him cursing under his breath, and the soft ‘shit’ had you biting your lip in anticipation.
But the song he chose to sing was one you were very familiar with, and the immediate heat that rushed through your body and made you shiver once you realised whose voice belonged to the body beside you. You were cautious, though, and waited a few moments for him to stop singing, wondering maybe you were wrong and he just had a very similar voice.
Face down in the desert now there's a cage locked around my heart
I found a way to drop the keys where my failures were
Now my hands can't reach that far
Swallowing hard, you opened your eyes, but remained staring ahead of you.
“Need to breathe,” you said, finding irony in the band name and your heart now pounding hard in your chest. You struggled to take another breath.
“Correct,” he whispered. “Good song.”
You nodded, not daring to move.
“You alright?”
“I’m dandy,” you lied.
You felt the man, no longer totally mysterious, move beside you, and you could practically feel his eyes on you. “Why won’t you look at me?” His voice was strained.
“Keeping the mystery,” you said in a weak voice, biting your lip.
“I have a feeling that’s not the whole truth.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.”
What are the odds that a celebrity of all people would be at a no-town bar like this? What are the odds that he would be here on your birthday? What are the odds that he’d be playing piano after a long day and liked your voice enough to want to hear more of it?
Endless questions were swirling inside your head and making your head spin, so you closed your eyes again and leaned back against the piano, scoffing as your back hit a few keys on the way down.
“I think I know who you are and I’m not gonna lie,” you started, gnawing at your lip. You could feel it swelling a little from all the attention from your teeth. “I’m nervous.”
“Why nervous? I’m just a regular guy,” he said, and placed a hand gently on your knee, leaving it there. “Was travelling through, figured I’d grab a bite to eat and enjoy a drink in solitude. Found this piano, thought to myself… hey, I haven’t played in a while, I’ll have a crack. And low and behold, first song in, this beautiful girl with this angelic voice started singing. I had to introduce myself, but poor thing was so nervous she refused to look at me. So I, like a gentleman, went along with it. For a little bit. But the air of mystery is driving me mad, sweetheart, and I need you to look at me.” The last few words that left his mouth came out harder, almost like an order, causing your heart to skip a beat.
Your eyes opened of their own accord, then, and you were met with beautiful green eyes and a freckled face, like a star had exploded on his face, staring back at you in wonder.
“There you are,” he whispered, reaching up with the hand that was just on your knee, to brush your hair behind your ear.
M+ rating but just steamy dancing.
You meet Jensen at a club in the city away from home, while he’s on stopover to Sydney. You hit it off, and dance together, creating a night you’ll never forget.
Take Me to the Moon
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