Requested by @sillesworldofwriting - we agreed I’d use their actual daughters on this one and not fictional kids.
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Jared
Jared was so excited when he learned he was getting a baby girl. He loves his two boys so much but the thought of having a mini Gen running around excited him more than he cared to admit to anyone but his wife. To her though he gushed about it daily which is one of the reasons he convinced her to let him try and do her make-up for practice Gen assured him he would never need but Jared didn’t care.
Gen however convinced him braiding might come in handy. Gen loved Jared playing with her hair as she patiently instructed her less than pantient husband how to do different braids. After a few weeks he was succeeding. The result less than perfect but he still had time to practice before his services were needed.
Misha
Misha knows how do braid. It is one of the many skills he is not completely sure when or where he picked up but he knows how. The trouble isn’t technic. The trouble is the lack of patience and not just his own. Maison can’t sit still and Misha doesn’t have the patience to redo her hair 50 times before a somewhat decent braid appears. So for now he just don’t do it. Maybe one day… if not who cares. Wild, sweet, crazy Maison is perfect just as she is.
Jensen
Jensen learned to braid when JJ wanted him to do it instead of Danneel. Jensen hung his head hating to tell his daughter there was something he couldn’t help her with, which Danneel quickly picked up on. She situated herself between Jensen’s legs on the floor and JJ between her own. Then Danneel proceed to place her hands above her husbands gently guiding him as he braiding his daughter’s hair. They only had to do this a few mornings before Jensen had it all under control and confidently braided his daughters blonde locks.
Later on Jensen found a few tutorials online how do do different styles using a laughing Danneel as a guinea pig, before attempting them on his daughter the next day.
Pairing: Jensen X Reader
Summary: Jensen has a crush on you.
Warnings: none.
Jensen spent the majority of the entire next week texting you and listening to the little 10 second clip of you singing in the trailer for your movie. You had such a lovely voice, it sent deep shivers rippling through Jensen’s body with the first note.
You weren’t entirely sure why Gen had decided to give Jensen your number, but you were in no way mad at her for doing so. You had spent a lot of time talking to him. You two mostly texted back and forth, in your spare time, but every now and again he’d call you and you two would just talk on the phone; it was nice. It was also a little weird. You didn’t really know Jensen and yet, you already felt so comfortable being around him.
It was about 6:30 the next morning when you met up with Nina, handing her a coffee and a blueberry muffin. You both sat in tired silence on the mat in the gym, eating slowly. She had went to a viewing party that you had been invited to last night, you two stayed out way later than you had intended and had gotten incredibly drunk. For you, a blueberry muffin and coffee were the best hangover cure.
“I hate you,” she murmured, laying back on the mat with her arms spread. You laid with her, spreading your legs as wide as you could, making a starfish out of your body, “I hate myself too,” you groaned, lifting your shirt up to expose your stomach and cover your eyes.
“Why are we awake?” she whimpered, rolling onto her stomach and putting her arms over her head. You let out a big yawn followed by a small sigh, “Because you have other clients to buff up and I have to follow a schedule.” You two laid in painful, comforting silence before getting up to start your training.
Your training day begins simple. You stretch for ten minutes to make sure you don’t pull a muscle, five minutes of jumping jacks, five minutes of push ups and five minutes of pull ups. After that, you get into the more intense stuff. Your work-out, in particular, included tractor tires and heavy chains. With the chains, you do fifteen minutes of lunges with the chains all over your body, and fifteen minutes of sit-ups with the chains. The tractor tires were a little more harsh than the chains, since they weighted a considerable amount more than the chains. There were triceps dips, tire jumps, toe touches and so many more. Most of your time was really at the gym. No matter how much your hated it, you couldn’t stop going; you were training for a movie and you had to keep going. This movie was a full action packed movie and you had to be in the best possible shape of your life.
You had received a text from Gen, asking you to meet up for lunch at a small rinky-dink cafe that no one would be noticed at. You graciously accepted, telling her you’d meet her at 1, suddenly excited when she said that she had good news for you.
You finished your work out at 10, giving you time to go home, shower and change and relax before you needed to meet your new friend for lunch.
You were a little relieved that you’d actually met another woman in the same career as you that you actually liked. You didn’t have many friends that were actresses like you, once you became an established actress, everyone you met were very stuck up and it just didn’t fit well with your personality.
Nina was great, she was your best friend in Vancouver, she wasn’t exactly a nobody as well. She’d worked with some of the biggest actors you’ve ever heard of. You had a few friends back home that you talked to nearly every day, that you were grateful for. You loved each of your friends, but it was nice to have someone who knew what you were going through in the acting world.
You left your house thirty minutes before you were supposed to meet Gen, giving you enough time to get there and get a table, but when you showed up she was already there with Jared and Jensen.
“I fixed your problem!” she said happily, clapping her hands when you sat down across from her, next to Jensen.
“I have a problem?” you asked, slightly confused. You gave a smile towards Jared as a hello, not wanting to be rude.
“Remember? You were telling me the other day at brunch how your movie premier is this Friday and you didn’t want to go alone? Usually your brother or sister flies out to come with you, but their busy this year and Nina can’t make it because she has an important dinner with a client?” she rambled on, making you giggle as Jensen shook his head with a smile on his face.
“Oh, yeah, that problem,” you said sarcastically. She rolled her eyes and smiled, glancing over at Jensen. You followed her gaze, shifting slightly in your seat to face him.
“You? You wanna be my date to this shindig?” you asked, watching as the smile on his face grew as he chuckled.
“I would love to, plus I get to see this movie for free. It looks pretty bad ass,” he admitted, shrugging his shoulders.
Before you could say anything else, a waitress came over to take your drink orders and nearly fainted when she saw you. You gave her a soft smile, asking to take a picture with her when she stumbled over her own words.
Jensen watched as you took out your phone, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and smiling widely as you took a few pictures. The poor girl had tears in her eyes when she told you how much she loved your movies, how she hoped to be as brave as you were. You said a few kind words to her, giving her a tissue to wipe her eyes, and signed a piece of paper for her, giving her a sweet little note.
With a smile, she sniffled before taking your drink orders and leaving to fill them.
“Thank you,” you said, being able to turn to Jensen. Raising his eyebrow, he gave you a confused look.
Sighing, you shrugged your shoulders, “It’s mandatory that I go to this premier, I mean I am the main character. I really didn’t want to go alone, I get a little flustered at these things. It’ll be nice to have you there with me, so thank you,” Jensen gave you a sweet smile, moving his hand under the table to squeeze yours. Once again, the second his skin came into contact with yours, it set you ablaze.
The rest of lunch was spent with witty banter between the four of you, answering questions between all of you. You had admitted to Jared that you were nervous to be around him the first few times you saw him, because you were actually a very big fan of his, Gilmore Girls was actually your favorite tv show, to this day. Gen admitted that when she was younger she owned the box sets of your show, to which Jensen admitted that he too watched you on tv.
Throughout everything, each joke, each conversation, Jensen kept his hand wrapped around yours, almost exactly like he had on movie night; except this time, you were the one tracing his skin with your thumb, giving him the same goosebumps you had.
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Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Summary: Jensen has a crush on you
Warnings: maybe some language.
After the movie night, you and Gen became really good friends. You met up with her most days after working out and hung out. You visited her a few times on set, or used her as an excuse to see Jensen in action; but you let that be your little secret.
It was about a week after the movie night, when you had Jensen’s skin against your own and you craved it again. Nina teased you about it when you told her about it. Hell, even your sister had teased you about it, but nothing you said could truly describe to them how good it felt to be near him. You had, though, called your grandma to ask for advice; your Nana always had the answer for everything.
“Love at first sight.” You had scoffed at this. Sure, you were a romantic, but even you didn’t believe that love at first sight real. Your Nana may have been bat-shit crazy, but when she told it to you, it all made sense.
“Sweet Pea, you, yourself may not know what exactly it is that you want. You may have your goals and ambitions, but you don’t know everything about yourself. Your heart, however, does. Your heart knows everything you want, everything you desire, and everything you can handle. You condition your brain to think the way you’ve been thinking your whole life, but your heart is who you are and it knows what it wants; All it takes is a glance.Trust your heart.”
When she explained it to you, you knew that she was right, but that didn’t make anything any easier.
Sitting in the chairs, you let out a long breath as the make up artist did a few last minute touches to your face and hair, before the interview. This week was going to be long for you, you had interviews back-to-back all week, photo shoots and press releases until the end of the week when your movie, Jane Doe, had it’s first preview, which you had to attend and find a date for.
This interview was for some youtube channel that you had no idea what it was.
“Alright, so basically what you’re going to do is hold these cards, pull off the little pieces of paper and answer the questions on the card. There are five cards,” the man smiled, he looked maybe a little older than you, but he was cute.
“Easy enough,” you smiled, giving a small laugh. The director did the count down until telling you when to start. Your eyes glanced to the cue cards, giving a big smile and a wave, “Hi! This is Y/n Y/L/N and I am doing a wired, auto complete interview!” you took the card as they handed it to you, flashed a playful smile at the camera and said, “Let’s do this!”
Peeling off the first question, “Does Y/N Y/L/N do her own stunts in Jane Doe?” You gave a small laugh and nod, “Yes! I do! I actually do all of my own stunts in every movie I’m in.”
You tossed the little paper onto the ground before peeling off the last question to your first card, “Does y/n y/l/n have any tattoos?” with a small laugh, you stood up, “ I do actually, one on my back shoulder. It’s my nephew’s birthday,” you gently pulled your hair to the side and slid the shoulder of your shirt down just enough so the camera could see it.
“Is Y/N Y/L/N really singing in the club scene?” With a proud smile, you nodded and clapped your hands together before intertwining them on top of the card.
“Yes! In Jane Doe, there’s a scene where I have to disguise myself get caught trying to do so and I weasel myself into singing at this 50′s club, it is my real voice in the movie and on the soundtrack. This was the first movie I’ve ever sang in, it was a lot of fun!” you gave a small, but wide, smile.
You were extreme glad when you peeled off the last sticker to your last question. “Is y/n y/l/n have boyfriend?” the bad grammar made you laugh, but as you tossed the card to the floor you shrugged your shoulder’s with a smile, “No, but uh, if any of you out there are interested please make yourselves known,” you gave a wink.
Jensen sighed, taking his shirt off the second he entered his trailer. It was hot on set and he desperately needed to cool off for a few minutes. Just as he relaxed on his couch, Gen bursts into his trailer, making the door slam open.
“Jesus!” he shouted, sitting up as fast as he could. With a huge smile, she handed him her phone, there was a video paused and your face was on the screen.
“Watch it,” she encouraged, sitting on the chair in front of his couch. Jensen gave her a weird look before sighing, rolling his eyes, and pressing play.
“It was a lot of fun!” your voice was soft but it still lit everything inside of Jensen on fire. He watched as you pulled a piece of paper off of the board, your fingers were long and delicate, but they were painted the prettiest shade of green he’d ever seen and it looked wonderful against your pale skin.
“Is y/n/ y/l/n have boyfriend?” he listened as you laughed, if Gen hadn’t been two feet away from him watching his every move, he would have rewound the video, just to hear your laugh again.
“No, but uh, if any of you out there are interested please make yourselves known,” Jensen felt as if you were talking directly to him. He felt like that wink was his signal to finally come out and tell you about his feelings, instead of chasing fleeting touches every time he sees you.
“That’s about you! Jay!” Gen smiled happily, jumping from her chair to sit next to him.
“What’s me?” he asked, trying to play dumb. Maybe if he acted clueless, Gen would spare his feelings and tell him exactly what to do because in this moment he wasn’t sure exactly how to go about anything.
“Text her, Jay. ASK. HER. OUT. She likes you too,” with a small smile, Gen typed your phone number into his phone and saved it.
“I gotta get back to work, but text her. For once, please just listen to me,” she sighed, shutting his door with a smile on her face.
Jensen paced around his trailer for about 45 minutes, typing out a text before deleting it and restarting. Sighing, he typed out a simple little text:
Hey, It’s Jensen :) Gen gave me your number, is that okay?
It was simple, maybe too simple, but just as he went to delete it and restart again, his thumb slipped and he pressed send. Sucking in a deep breath, he left his phone on the coffee table and shoved his face into the couch cushions. To say he was nervous was an understatement. His stomach was in knots, he briefly thought about changing his numbers and getting new friends, but decided against that since he loved being on Supernatural and it’d take too long to transfer everything to a new phone.
Jensen groaned, rolling off of his couch to the floor. Why hadn’t you texted him back? It had to of been 10 minutes at least, maybe Gen gave him the wrong number? Just as his mind was racing into all of the dumb scenarios, his phone made a little chiming noise that made his heart race. As he picked up the phone, your name was on his lock screen. Quickly, he slid his phone open and tapped on the messages and immediately clicked on yours.
Hey :) What’s up?
With a giant smile on his face and his heart racing, he replied to you as fast as his fingers could type.
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Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Summary: Jensen has a crush on you
Warning: none.
After Jensen had agreed to be your date to your movie premier, you two didn’t talk. It wasn’t because neither of you wanted to, you were both just swamped. You had press interviews, more photo-shoots, movie promo’s, commercials, you had two wake up two hours earlier every morning just to squeeze in a work out.
When Jensen wasn’t filming, him and Jared were in interviews, pro-mo’s for Supernatural, meet and greets, it was exhausting. Some nights, he’d send you a sweet ‘good night’ text with some cute emoji only to receive a ‘good morning’ text from you with another cute emoji. This was the most you guys had spoken up until the night before the big premier.
“Wear whatever you want,” you laughed, sighing softly as you settled down on your couch with a bag of twizzlers.
“So, if I show up in sweat pants and snow boots, you won’t be mad?” he asked, rolling his eyes. Jensen stripped his shirt off, laying back in his bed and pulling the covers over his body, crossing his hands behind his head as he held the phone to his ear. Your warm laugh swam through his ears, making his body warmer than the blanket over him.
“That would be SO hot, please show up in sweat pants and snow boots,” you pulled you a blanket off the back of the couch, setting it over you as you scrolled through netflix for a movie to watch. Jensen chuckled into the speaker, making you smile wider than you already were.
“I’ve missed talking to you,“ Jensen sighed, you could tell by the sound in his voice that he was tired.
“I’ve missed talking to you too,” you smiled, softly, “go to sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow night. Be at my place at 6 alright?” Jensen replied with a soft ‘mhmm’ before you said good night and hung up the phone.
You spent the entire next day getting ready for your big premier. The studio offered to pay for you to get your hair and make up done, but you opted out. You never did well with people doing your make up, they were too close for comfort, one that you had to swallow when you were on the set of a movie.
You had a long break fast with Gen and Nina, sipping on Mimosa’s and eating omelets and muffins. The girls offered to cancel their plans for the day, to help you get ready but you knew Gen didn’t have that much time off of the show, and you would feel bad if she didn’t get to spend time with Jared; Nina had two new potential clients and rescheduling would look bad for her, so you told them you’d be fine.
You were actually relishing in your alone time. You took a long bubble bath with lit candles, the lights dimmed, bath salts; you were having a damn good time on your own. You shaved your body completely, making sure there was not a single stray hair left on you from the neck down.
Getting out, you moisturized your body before lounging around in your robe for a while. You watched TV, did some laundry, picked up your house a little bit.
When it hit 3, you really began to get ready. You brushed your hair before curling into soft, bouncy curls. Your make up was light. Simple eyeliner, mascara and a deep red lip stick.
It was 6 by the time you finished everything, standing in front of your mirror, still in your robe, when Jensen showed up. When you opened the door, you saw him standing there in a black, form fitting suit, and your mouth went dry.
“You look.. really good,” you mumbled, coming out of your haze. Jensen chuckled, stepping into your apartment.
“You look, good too,” he hesitated, making you lightly hit his arm.
“I’m not finished you dweeb,” you smirked, leaving him in the living room as you made your way back to your room.
Taking your dress out of the bag carefully, you slipped it over your head, careful to not smudge your make up or mess up your curls.
You looked yourself over in the mirror, one final time, gasping softly at the reflection of yourself. You looked beautiful. Your dress, made by Alberta Ferretti, was a soft black velvet. The sleeves rested off of your shoulders, your breasts were pushed up the perfect amount, and the slit in the leg went up to the middle of your thigh. It was perfect. You had a pair of black heels that tied around your ankle with ballet ribbon, they were a little hard to get on but they were perfect.
Jensen waited as you finished getting dressed, letting you take all of the time you needed. This night was about you and he was lucky that he got to spend it with you. Glancing down at his watch, as he leaned against your counter, he held in a yawn.
Once he heard your bed room door shut, his head immediately snapped up. The second his eyes landed on you, every thought left Jensen’s mind. His mouth went dry, his jaw slightly slack. You were absolutely stunning, you were gorgeous. You were absolutely beautiful beyond compare.
“How do I look?” you asked, your hands coming to rest at your sides, a small smile playing on your lips. Jensen couldn’t even answer you. Every urge in his body was telling him to kiss you; so he did.
