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thank you for that emotional break-down this early in the morning today, Mr. Ackles 🙃❤

[impala1967dwinchester]

SPN Cast- Family

Pairing: SPN x Teen!Actress!Reader

Pov: Reader

Warnings: Abuse, feeling at home, depression, self-harm, acting skills, talking, blood warning.

Summary: I was wondering if u can do spn cast x teen reader where the reader is around (15-17 ) u can choose which age and like the reader is like been in the show since she young and the cast bascially sees her as family And like maybe there reader dealing with issues at home like abuse and she afraid to go home or tell anyone which leads to the reader having depressed and harming and the cast notices try to help her? I hope this is ok

Word Count: 2.2k

A/n: This is an anon. @firefly-graphics thank you for your dividers

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"That's a wrap for today," Bobby says. I hurry to my small trailer it's between Jensen and Jareds. In a way, they're my protectors, my salvation, but they don't know that.

It's just my imagination. I've been playing the same character for the past seven years. An adoptive daughter for Jareds character. Sapphire was her name, a now 16-year-old girl that had been hunting with her uncle and her dad for the past few years.

I had spent so much time with the supernatural cast that it had really become a whole family unit. A nice contrast to my home life. My mother had been a great person in my life, but that didn't help when my father would come home taking his drunk frustration out on me.

So any chance I got it hanged out with Jared or Jensen. They helped me more than they knew, but they didn't understand why I'd rather spend my time with them and not my family.

Christmas time was rolling around, and thanksgiving was the last straw when it came to forgiving my father, and ever wanting to go back home. Thanksgiving was literal hell, my father throwing out the meanest of comments.

"How'd you even make it in that business." He said sipping on his fifth beer of the night, my mother sat quietly across the table from him. An only child with an abusive father, and a submissive mother. The worst spot for any child to be in.

"I bet they only pity you because you're so fragile, a teenage girl. I wish I would have had a boy, at least he'd turn out to be something better than an actor. He'd be a famous football player." He said slamming the bottle on the hardwood dining table.

'Two more days' I reminded myself, I had learned early on that no response, was better than trying to explain yourself. "I wish your mother had you." Strong words from a horrible drunk. I slunk back to my room, a blow-up mattress covering the empty room, and a box of my things from before my acting career in the corner.

My phone dings, the familiar name dances across my screen.

Jensen: I hope you had great thanksgiving kiddo, can't wait to see you at set in a few days.

Another ding, Jared's name now dances on my screen.

Jared: Hey girl, can't wait to see you again, ready for more acting. Hope you had a great thanksgiving!

Responding to them brought a warm smile to my face. To Jensen I sent a smiling emoji, and "I can't wait either, really missing my crazy Uncle Dean right about now." And to Jared I sent "I did, miss you and Jensen like crazy, only two more days right!"

A soft knock landed on my old bedroom door. "Y/n, it's your mom." She said through the door, I turned my phone off, and threw the covers over me. I feel the room shift as my mother creaks the door open.

"Honey?" She asks in a soft voice. The same one that I loved to hear as a younger child. "I just want to apologize to your father. I know that it keeps getting worse for you, and I don't want you coming back for Christmas. I don't want to put you in any more danger than I already have." She said kneeling on the floor next to the mattress.

Two days had passed, and now I was on a plane to go back to Vancouver, my sweet home away from hell. I plugged my earbuds in and listened to my podcasts, and I walked onto my plane. Within hours I was back at the set. Season 11 was halfway done, and now we were back to finish it.

Clif had picked me up from the small Vancouver airport. "Hey kiddo, how was your trip?" He asked taking my luggage from my hand and throwing it in the back of the black SUV. "It was okay Clif. Yours?" I asked continuing the conversation. "Mine was amazing, had a great dinner with my wife, and two older daughters."

The rest of the drive is quiet. It's nice to see the snowy mountains in the background and the ones that pass by us, and before I know I'm back at the set.

I jump out of the SUV, Clif grabbing my luggage bag. "Thank you, Clif. Are Jared and Jensen here?" I ask, Clif just hums and points to their trailers. "Thank you, Clif!" I said waving to him and walking towards Jensen's trailer first.

Usually, both of them are in there. I knock on his door, and within seconds he's standing on the other side of the door. "Y/N, You made it finally." He says grabbing my hand and pulling me up the two steps and into the warm trailer. "Jared and I were just talking about you," Jensen said pulling me into a hug, I drop my luggage and wrap my arms around him.

He's warm and smells of texas air, I smile. I wish this was the sort of greeting I had gotten when I arrived at my parent's home. " Let her breathe Jensen," Jared says getting up from the love seat, His arms wrap around me, and squeeze me gently. "We missed you kiddo," Jared says kissing my forehead.

The first day back on set is always a normal day let us get back into the rhythm. After a few hours of Jensen and Jared going over lines with me, I adventured back to my trailer. my luggage dragging behind me.

A ding hit my phone pulling it from my back pocket. A message from my father

Dad: What did you say to your mother? She wants to leave me!

My phone dings as a call come through my phone:

"Dad", I can't answer it now so I pocket it, and get settled in the trailer. Tomorrow is a new day, but today is the present. So I grab a change of clothes, something Sapphire would wear, and leave my trailer.

Jensen runs over, "I see you are ready for the new episode. According to the lines, this is gonna be a doozy of an episode." Jensen says laughing.

I smile, "Jay, how was your thanksgiving?" I ask as we walk towards the set. "Kiddo it was great, I hope yours was too." He says tossing his arm over my shoulder. Jared's already inside, and he's dancing around the library's set.

A goofy smile all over his face. "What's up with Jar?" I ask Jensen, he shrugs his shoulders and we walked together to the library table. "Alrighty, Jared get a hold of yourself. This episode is a doozy, so let's keep a clear head yeah." Bobby shoats from his chair behind the cameras.

We go through a few takes, Jared making silly faces off-screen and Jensen trying hard not to laugh wish just turns into his having tears of laughter, and me I feel like I'm babysitting to crazy kids. Laughing on my part will only make it worse, but Jared is relentless.

There's no hope that we got anything of that shoot right. And even Bobby is laughing from behind the camera.

"Alright one more time, Jared try to be serious." Bobby said, Jared looks his shoulder over to Bobby, "Aww I feel offended, I'm always serious." I see Bobby rolls his eyes and calls for us to start acting.

"Dean, I won't put Sapphire in danger because you aren't using your damn brain!" Jared yells across the table pulling me closer to his tall frame. "Dad, it's fine. I know what I'm doing and I want to help Uncle De, come on he'll be there to protect me if anything goes wrong." I say pleading with Jared.

Jensen sighs heavily and goes to say his line, but my phone dings in my back pocket. "Damn it," I say. "Sorry guys, we almost had it," Bobby calls a pause, I pull my phone from my back pocket. It's my father.

Dad: Oh so now you're going to ignore my call. Just what I thought just like your mother. All you're good for is the money you make. I'll be coming up to take what is rightfully mine.

I pause my hands start to shake. My phone drops onto the set's floor. Jared and Jensen pause they try to talk to me, but it seems so far away from me. I just run, who cares, I need away from everything.

If he comes here. He'll be drunk off his ass, and he'll make a fool out of himself and me. I'll lose everything I've worked seven years hard for. I run and run to my trailer my breath is hard to catch.

I've always carried a small set of shaving razors. And when I first working here, I used to use them. Thin white lines cover my things and ankles. I pull my bag apart looking for the razors, pulling my jeans up on my ankle.

Running the blade past my clear skin. 'You're worthless' I can hear his horrible voice echoing in my head, and he's right. Another run of the blade, and another. Three red beading lines running closer to my ankle.

I feel as if this has made me have a sliver of control over the drastic situation at hand. There's a bang at my trailer door, and I scramble to put away the blade and roll my jeans back down.

"Y/N! Are you okay?" It's Jensen, "We're worried about you!!" And Jared. I sigh heavily and threw my sweatshirt over my head. I'm in no mood to be messed with right now, the best thing is for me to be alone. Just like I always am.

"Y/n open the door!" Jensen says, I click the door open worried Jensen and Jared stand there for a moment. A too close of a call when Jensen and Jared flood into the trailer.

"What happened?" Jared asks. "Nothing I just needed a break," I say moving over to the small table in the corner. "I'm calling bullshit!" Jensen yells. "Jensen stop yelling it's not gonna help." Jared counters.

Jensen pulls my phone from my back pocket. "What is this Y/n?" He asks the screen still holds the message from my dipshit of a father. "I don't know Jensen," I say.

"I beg to differ, you ran like a bat out of hell when you read through that message. You dropped your phone and blasted. So explain what's going on" Jensen says, sitting down in front of me.

"Read the message the Jensen," I say, Jared hasn't said much, but Jensen reads through the horrible messAges. "Is this who I think it is?" He asks, "Yeah it's my." Jared interrupts me.

"Y/n why is your pants leg at the bottom red?" I pause, gaping my mouth open and shut a few times. " I don't know Jar." Hoping that it will suffice as an answer.

"Yes, Jensen it's my dad. My asshole dad that no matter what I do I'll never be enough for him dad." I don't notice Jared get down on my knees, tugging at the pant leg.

"Y/n you're bleeding," Jared yells Jensen is drawn away from me and down to my ankle. "Why are you bleeding Y/n?" Jared asks, Jensen gets up and grabs a few paper towels wetting them I can see his sad expression on his face from the corner of my eyes.

Jared drags the wet paper towels past the blood. "How long have you been?" Jared asks, gently wiping the blood away. Jensen grabs a few things from the bath, a few band-aids, and a bandage.

"Jared, do you really wanna know?" I ask, my timid voice coming out. "Yes Y/n, sweetie I'd like to help you," Jared says his voice soft and sympathetic. I get it now, Jensen is the protective one, the one that makes sure your douchebag boyfriend doesn't hurt you, and Jared is a sweet, caring one that makes sure to bring you back ice cream and watches Grey's anatomy with you. He lets you cry, while the other protects you from the harsh and cruel world that surrounds you.

"He says he's gonna come and get what is his. Can we make sure he doesn't do that?" I ask Jared, "I'm already on that." Jensen says. "I'm guessing that you won't want to go home for Christmas. Why don't you just come back with us, to Texas? We can figure it out from there yeah." Jared says wrapping the white bandage around my ankle.

"Yeah we can figure it out later, but for now let's just work on what we can, which in this episode. We're your family we've got you. We will protect you, and I bet Gen, and Dannel wouldn't mind having another girl around." Jensen says, coming over and kissing my forehead.

"Let's forget about this stupid thing, and get back to our bad acting," Jared said grabbing my hand and pulling me up. "Alrighty, we are back, and Action," Bobby calls.

All I can think of is that I've got my family right here, and they've got my back, just like I'll always have theirs. I smile and get into the role of Sapphire."Thank you, Dad, I can't wait to go help Uncle De. You've just had to trust me." I say has Sapphire. I feel like it's a little nod to Jared, and how much he's helped me in even just a few hours earlier.

Completed on: 07/24/2021

Posted on: 07/24/2021

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[impala1967dwinchester]

Jensen Ackles- In New Lights

Pairing: High School!Jock!Jensen A. x High School!Fem!Reader

Pov: Reader

Warnings: Fluff, crushes, feeling out of place, kissing, stereotypes

Summary: High School is a tough place to be in. The stereotypes are placed on people, so when you meet Jensen the school's prettiest boy, in a new setting. He exposes himself to you.

Word Count: 2.2k

A/n- @firefly-graphics for divider

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I've seen him in the halls so many times. Passing by him, his signature smile beaming towards everyone. And the school's varsity football jacket lays nicely on his board shoulders.

He never looks at me when we pass each other. Not like he could he's got at least four girls standing guard around him. He's everything that a teenage girl would want. He's got the crown from prom last year, is named the most handsome person in school, has a tribe of people who just follow behind him.

And me, I'm a nobody nerd. The girl that gets pushed around in the building. The one that gets her books thrown across the titled flooring once a day, but the same jocks that play with Jensen.

I push my glasses up the bridge of my nose and bend down picking up my books from the cold floors. Nobody comes to help the nerd of the school, some kids kick my books further down the crowded hall.

The bells ring and it's off to another class, the same class that Jensen is in. He sits in the back roll. It's an English class easy enough to just pass through without being bothered by the others. I walk in just as the second bell rings, I look disheveled and now the whole room is looking at me.

I'm quick to make my way to my front-row seat. This is our last year of English. 'Just get by' is all I can think of. The class passes for the first forty minutes quickly. Then the teacher looks up. "For the rest of class today, you all will be working with a partner." There's an uproar of "awesome", or even other students calling out names.

"I'll be picking your partners. This is a two-week project. You'll need to work with your partner out of school to get it complete. You'll be working on the latest novel we read, coming up with a thousand-word essay." My eyes widen, I don't know anyone in the class besides Jensen, and it's not like we're friends, but I love doing essays.

The teacher pulls up a document, all our names paired with other students. She's nice enough to read out the names for everyone, everything stops when she calls out my name.

"Y/n L/n, and Jensen Ackles." She says, skipping to the next name. Time has stopped for me, a few girls look at me as I gap my mouth open trying to catch the blankless words.

"You guys can start today. Get into your groups, some can filter into the hallways." The teacher's voice rings in my head. I scramble getting up and grabbing my bag, I walk out the door forgetting that I need my partner.

"Hey wait up." I hear Jensen's voice say. That's his first word to me. oh my god, I look like a mess, picking up books from the floor and I just walked into class like that. My eyes widen at his voice, which is so smooth and silk-like. All at the same time, it calms me down.

I turn, look at the high school letter on his variety jacket. "Hi, I'm Jensen." He says holding out his large hand for me to shake. I set my things down at a table. I reach out and shake his hand.

"Well Y/n, I guess we've gotta work on this project, so no pleasantries," Jensen says, hopping onto the stool at the table. I dig in my bag and grab the novel, when I look up Jensen pulled his novel out and is tabbing his pages, pages he thinks are important for this essay.

"So I was thinking that we could compare notes on the novel. You know parts that we thought were important to the storyline." I stare in amazement, I'd always thought being a jock meant you were pretty scum and not that smart. Your muscles making up for your lack of brains.

"Y/n, earth to Y/n. Are you okay?" He asks, I shake my head. He gives me an arched brow, "are you ever going to say a word to me?" Jensen asks.

I go to open my mouth, but before I can say anything to him, answer his question at least. A brunette chick walks up to him, "Hey Jensen, are you coming to that party next weekend?" I know who this chick is, it's Joanna. A prom queen from last year. "I don't know really, I've got this project in English it's gonna last about two weeks," Jensen says, looking over at me briefly.

"Well just have this girl do it all," Joanna says. Jensen turns looks at me and then back at her, "I think I'll have to raincheck that party." He says. And Joanna walks away her hair swinging in the wind, and her kitten heels stamping on the tile flooring.

Jensen turns his attention back to me. "So We've got two weeks to finish this essay. Like I mentioned before we can look at our tabs in the book." He said, voice like honey and so smooth in my ears.

"Yeah, we can do that." My timid voice says. He shakes his head and reaches over grabbing my book. "So let's get started," Jensen says. A soft smile written on his face.

The two-week project went by fast. Jensen's warm smile made me mush inside. We never met at either house, meeting rather at the local library, or the coffee shop.

At the end of the two-week project, Dean had let me come out of my shell making sly jokes here and there. Complimenting me on my outfits choices of the days.

"You look beautiful today," Jensen said. His smile is bright and full of this weird sort of love. A friendly love? Or maybe I want it to be more than that. I don't know. What do I know is that after this project Jensen will never talk to me again,

Even though I've given him no reason not to talk to me. I know what will happen. He'll go back to his jock friends, and I'll go back to being the class nerd, the one that gets teased, the one that gets her things thrown and kicked from her.

I don't wanna be the girl anymore though, but there's no changing it.

On the very last day, Jensen set up a place for us to met. Go over the last few things in the project, make sure things were correct. I walked slowly around the school football field, Jensen sat on the stadium benches, his varsity jacket sitting next to him. Like he's saving a place for me.

"Jensen. Why are we meeting here?" I asked climbing the sliver stadium benches. He smiled, and looked down at his fingers, "What's wrong Jensen?" I asked.

"I hate that I'm only good out here on the field." He said pointing out to the field. I paused standing in front of him, "What are you talking about Jensen?" I ask, we'd never talked more in the entire two weeks, it was either quiet, or we had a few tad bits of information for each other.

"I'm talking about the fact that you're the smartest damn person I know, and the fact that somehow because I'm on the football team means that I... I'm not smart, but I am. I'm so smart, and I'm being ignorant. I'm simply saying that Joanna is wrong, I should never even talked to her that day. You and every other "nerd" is the reason all of us jocks can play. We're assholes, but I'm not." Jensen rambles on.

I put my hand on his strong and bold shoulder. He pauses, and looks over at me "I'm sorry I don't mean to ramble." He says in a hushed voice.

"It's okay Jensen. Look at you and me. We are from opposite spectrums of high school life. I'm the nerd that nobody wants to be friends with."

"I want to be friends with you." He interjects. I smile and continue on.

"You, Jensen you're the person every envy. I honestly don't know why. But you are smart, I think a little smarter than I am. Jensen, we aren't anything other than the people we surround ourselves with." I say through a warm smile.

He's just looking at me. His eyes are a soft green that shines under the stadium lights. "So why choose here?" I ask him, he turns and looks out onto the bright green field. "Honestly?" "Yes, Jensen honestly." "I don't know Y/n."

He shrugs his shoulders then looks over at me again. "You know I wish I hadn't taken this course in high school. I wish I'd taken the learning course. Been like you." Jensen says still looking at me.

"Yeah but if you'd done that then we would have probably never met," I said to raise my eyebrows. He looks so handsome under this light, His freckles coming out under his eyes and on top of his nose. "You're beautiful, Y/n."

"You've said that before Jensen," I say rolling my eyes. He grabs my hand, "No I mean it. I forget sometimes that girls like Joanna have no match to girls like you." He says,

"Look Jensen you flatter me, but don't we have a project to finalize," I say tugging my hand from his grasp. He sighs, "Yeah we do." I don't believe him, but why?

Why can I not believe him? He's been everything that is right about a guy, sweet compassionate. He's not mine that's why. We finalize the project under the night's sky and under stadium lights.

"I mean what I said Y/n," Jensen says, as we walk towards our cars. "I don't know Jensen," I say looking over to our cars, the only two in the entire parking lot. "What don't you know?" He says grabbing my wrist, his touch is an odd comfort.

"Listen, we only worked on a project for two weeks, we know nothing about each other, and I don't feel like getting hurt. It's not you, it's simply life, Jensen." I say staring up at his green eyes. I'm so close to him that I can count his freckles.

10 under his right eyes, and 10 under his left eye, and 12 on his nose. He's handsome, but he's forbidden to me, but not to Joanna.

"I don't care about life. I've had more fun with you in the past two weeks than at any stupid party I've ever gone to, than any stupid game I play on that field." He says pointing behind him.

Why am I hesitating? He never noticed me until now, but do I have his full attention?

"Why me? Why is it me that has got you thinking like this?" I ask, my cheeks rising in heat, "Because Y/n, I don't think you realize but you open doors that are otherwise closed, you are bright, and you most of all are you. You don't put on a show, you don't fake how you feel, you're strong, and you, you make me unbearable happy for some reason and I want to figure it out more." Jensen says, his large hand coming up to my cheek.

I shake for a moment unused to the way it feels but leans in anyways. "Can I ask you a question?" He asks, I hum unable to trust my words, "I've wanting to do this the day you walked into our class. Can I... Can I kiss you?" Jensen asks, looking at me with such a powerful feeling.

I blink a few times looking into his emerald eyes, licking my lips before smiling "Ye" He kisses me hard before I can fully answer him. His lips are soft, and plump against mine, he smells like cinnamon and fresh grass.

He's here right now, and I can't believe it. After four long years of staring at him, and thinking that he'd never notice me, I'm here in his arms, he's kissing me with such a great passion.

When he pulls away the cool nights' air pulls his warmth away with him. "I'm already addicted to you." He says rolling his eyes. I smile bringing my fingers up to my lips, brushing at the tingling feeling still left over.

"Has it ever felt like that?" I ask, he titles his head a little, "Like what?" He asks his voice soft. "Like a firework just went out between our lips, like this is going to last for a while," I say shyly. Closing his eyes gently before leaning his forehead up against mine. "No never with anyone else besides you Y/n." He says rubbing his hand up and down my arm.

The next morning we came walking into class grasping hands, interlocking out fingers. The teacher smiled. We walked up to her, handing out a flash drive with our essay on it. "Y/n, Jensen. Would one you like to move to be seat?" she asked, I looked over at Jensen squeezing his hand, "I'll move." I said.

I feel that our English teacher had a little bit of a doing with getting us together, "Playing matchmaker?" I teased my teacher, she smiled and started to walk over to talk to the student that would need to move to the front.

"Match Maker she is," Jensen whispered into my ear.

Completed on: 07/19/2021

Posted on: 07/22/2021

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[impala1967dwinchester]

Jared & Jensen: Down South

This song inspired this fic a little She's Country by Jason Aldean

Pairing: Jared x Y/n, Jensen x Y/n

Pov: Readers

Warnings: None, fluff, implied smut, language, mention of "Supernatural", mention of Clif, teasing

Summary: Spending the holidays together was always nice, but this summer is going to be even better. Jared and Jensen tend to spoil their girl just a tad.

Word Count: 2.3k

A/n: This has been sitting in my book of fic ideas for a while now, and now that I'm finally free for the summer I have time to write it. Ofc @firefly-graphics for the awesome dividers that I keep using!

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This is only our second summer together, but gosh do these two love to spoil the hell out of me.

Sometimes it can be too much, but they tend to reign it in. Instead, they like spoiling me in a more sensitive way, I love praise and hell so do they.

This summer, Jared had suggested that we go out to the islands, and Jensen suggested that we go back home to Texas, and do a few things at home.

Jared and Jensen were tired of the cold in Vancouver. I could tell as every night they'd come home and strip from their work clothes, and slip into our bed.

Late nights were hard on the two of them. They were very touchy-feely people. Even though many people didn't know that about Jensen. The moment he was home, he was wrapping his arms around my waist, kissing me softly on my neck.

Jared was different in his own way. He liked when we were together, but alone if that makes any sense. I've only been with these two dorks for two years now, and I'm still learning so much about them.

Since the season of supernatural was over I really did have the boys all to myself. I can't say that's a bad or good thing. It's just a thing. I love them I really do, but they've both stamina of a wild bear. They just don't stop.

In a sexual way, and in every other way. They push and push, until your screaming under them. But I'm getting off-topic. It was really up to me where we went for the summer.

I could see the smallest disappointment on Jared's sweet face when I agreed with Jensen about going back home to Texas. We pack our belonging into our carry-on bags, and Clif drives us to the airport.

The Vancouver airport is small, and nobody is really there besides a few other people. People are on their phones, reading books, and a few even have their laptops out.

It's odd, but I'm more than happy to get away from the cold. Jensen has his phone out, and Jared's pulled a book out of his carry-on bag. I kind of feel like a child in between these two strong men.

Our flight isn't bound to leave for another hour, or so all I can do is sleep. I lean my head onto Jared's shoulder feeling bad about agreeing with Jensen. I'm trying my hardest to make sure Jared knows I still love him.

Jared leans into my touch and keeps his head gently laying on top of mine. He moves the book over his hand sitting between his knee and mine. "Baby you can read with me." He says I only hum as the position I'm in is starting to cause pain in my neck.

I shift uncomfortably, and Jared turns completely to look at me. These airport chairs are not doing anything other than causing pain in my neck, and now my back.

I hear Jared close his book, keeping his thumb in the book for a quick bookmark. "If you're comfortable doll we can figure out a different way for you to sit." He says he's always been the one to make sure I'm comfortable, sweet-voiced, and not demanding, unlike Jensen.

Jensen is pulled him his phone when he hears Jared and me talking. "what's wrong you two?" He asks, he grumpy because we have to wake up so early and now we have to wait, he's not a very patient person.

"We are just discussing a different way for her to be more comfortable Jay," Jared says, I peak up my morning voice apparent. "Yeah, these damn airport chairs aren't a bit comfortable, babe," I said moving yet again, all I want to do is get a little nap before getting on the flight.

Jensen rolls his eyes, and sets his phone in his bag, before moving the armrest and expanding the space between our seats, so Jared follows in suit moving his armrest.

"See now you can be comfortable with both of us, honey. Try to get some sleep you look like you haven't got any in a few days." Jensen says picking up his phone once again.

I extend my short legs onto Jensen lap, and he moves quickly so he can rest his hands on my legs once in a blue moon gently rubbing my ankle, I rested my head on Jared's lap, and breathed in his cinnamon, and pine scent from him clothes, he hummed and rested his large hand in my hair, before opening his book back up.

Whenever we flew we always did so in first class. This flight was no different, but to get home in a decent time we had a connecting flight. So after a long flight a connecting flight and a two-hour drive to our humble abode.

My feet were killing me, and all I wanted to do was sleep in our bed. I slipped my shoes off after Jared set me down after carrying me from the car. Jensen carried all of the bags after arguing with both of us.

I slowly made my way up the stairs, as Jared was quickly behind me. My frequently long yawns making me stop on the step, I'd feel Jared's hand on my back letting me know he was behind me, and also telling me that I couldn't sleep on the steps.

"Okay, I'll move Jare," I said climbing the last few steps. Finally, after hours of walking, flying I made it to our bed, but before I could get comfortable Jar was pulling me from the comfort of the bed and to the shower.

"You need to shower, I'll shower with you seeing as you're going to fall asleep soon." He said, walking out of the bathroom. I had dozed off by the time he had gotten back from grabbing towels.

"Aw, sweetie. Jared said pulling my shirt from over my head and getting undressed, turning on the shower. He got undressed and we both hopped into the warm shower. He washed my hair and then my body nipping slightly at my shoulder and neck. I giggle sleepily and leaned into Jared as he washed my hair out and my body off.

Just as quickly as we got into the shower we were out my towel wrapped around my smaller frame. I could see the way Jared's shoulders were moving under his tanned skin.

"Come on bug, Jay put your clothes out on the bed," Jared said grabbing my hand softly and dragging me back into the bedroom. I let Jared take my towel off and dress me in my silk pajamas. I climbed into bed, Jensen already in bed his arms open for me to climb into, he was shirtless like any night, and only wearing his boxers.

Jared climbed into bed the same way. Finally back home and in the comfort of my bed with my two, strong, tall dorks. The next few days we just spend in the bed, Jared's quick to make breakfast every morning, and at night they are both quick to have my body in shivers, and on fire from them working their tongues, and hands.

Have a girl melting into the sticky, and hot sheets.

The texas air was warm and that perfect seeing as I wanted to tease Jared, and Jensen. After days of staying in, we were finally going to leave. I had made a suggestion of going to the mall, to see the lines of clothing for the summer.

We went out, I was wearing shorts, a shirt that was all too revealing. I was more than happy to let the sunbeam down my skin. My ass falling out of the shorts, and my breasts busting from their confines.

I could hear Jensen sigh as I walked outside. Jensen and Jared were wearing dark blue jeans their cowboy boots, and light-colored tops to keep the sun from makin' them any hotter than they already were.

If looks, good looks could kill they would have killed me long ago, and every single person who watches the supernatural show. 1.4 million people would be dead, now that would be supernatural.

Going out with Jared and Jensen was like going out with two bodyguards behind you at all times. Funny actually because when Clif wasn't with us, they really did take that role to heart, more Jared than Jensen.

Jared was easily a few inches taller than Jensen, so he took that role of keeping not only me safe when we were in crowded spaces, but also Jensen. Jensen was keen on helping me pick out clothes, bags, and other more sluty pieces of fabric.

He likes me in blue, and red. While Jared liked me in purples and whites. Such a contrast between the two of them. So whenever I went to lingerie stores like say Victoria's Secret the two of them followed close behind me pointing out ones they loved, and sometimes I'd have to turn around give them my best stare so that they'd be quiet in the store.

Reds, blues, purples, and whites.

Night's after we'd go shopping Jensen would have me show off the things I had been bought. Jared loved to watch me spin around with a smile on my face as I saw the way the fabric fit my form nicely.

Jensen wanted control over my body on nights like those. He wanted to see how many spasmatic orgasms he could pull from me, and like Jared, he'd just watch. It was torture for the fact that walked out of the house like a slut with my ass and breasts for nearly everyone to see.

The next days, my inner thighs hurt, and my neck looked like I'd been abused, for the amount of small dark purple hickeys on my neck. Large handprints on my ass from me not being a good girl and listening to Jensen during the night. Half crescent moon nail marks on my hips from how hard Jensen had held on while he was pounding into me.

So there were their colors Purple hickeys, Red hand marks, and half crescent moon marks.

But before I knew it we were out yet again. Jared's idea of going riding horses, He really did love the countryside we lived in. When we first got together Jared and Jensen shared a look. A look that I soon realized meant that they loved to see their girl in cowgirl attire.

A literally one part of our closet was just cowboy boots, flared jeans, and western-styled shirted, a few buckles that were in glass cases. In my opinion, we looked like the three stooges walking out of our home.

But at the same time, I could see Jared and Jensens smiles. I couldn't possibly ruin that for them at least right now. The drive to the said horse riding wasn't far, but Jensen drove to that, and Jared sat in the back with me, my shirt unbuttoned, and our tinted windows keeping peering eyes out of our private business.

His hands were massaging my breasts softly, and gently. I leaned my head back letting the moment go over slower, he took the advantage to knock my legs open instead of wearing the flaring jeans, I had on a skirt.

His hand slips in gently kneading at the supple skin of my inner thigh. Jared's long fingers lazily grazing over my soaked center, his tongue starts to graze over my weak point just under my ear, and he sucks not hard but enough to send a shiver down my back, and straight to my core.

He's taken advantage of me in the back of the car many times, whispering dirty things into my ears, as he nibbles at it. I'm lost in a world of lust, and euphoria. Lost in the whispers that Jareds keeps saying.

I'm so lost that I don't feel Jared pull his hands away, or Jensen say that we were there. In this haze of romance, love, and lust. He taps my knee and pulls my attention towards him.

"Doll, come back to earth. We are here." He says kissing my cheeks gently. Always so gentle, always so sweet. Everything in a man a woman would want.

Jareds the first to get out, I see Jensen grab something in front of the passengers' front seat, but I disregard it as Jared is holding his hand out forme and waiting for me to regain my focus and reign in my emotions before getting out of the SUV.

When I do finally make my way out of the SUV on weak knees, I'm met with two bright smiles, warm and earthy. Everything around us is screaming nature. It's screaming to be photographed.

Jensen is quick to grab my hand, like I said he loves the idea of always touching me no matter the place. Jared's hand slips into my own, and yet again I fall in love with them all over again.

A treacherous cycle. A cycle of undying love for each other, a cycle of fights and make-up. A cycle of worldwind emotion, but to be in their arms at the end of the night is all that matters to me.

Jensen stops making me stop, which in turn makes them last person stop. "I bought a gift for the three of us." He says, His eyes are twinkling in the sunset sky. "Oh we do love gifts, don't we Y/n?" Jared says. I roll my eyes looking over my shoulder.

"I bought us, Drum roll please Jare..... Cowboy hats." He says placing mine on my hair, I giggle and shake my head a little letting the hat fall nicely onto my head.

Jared takes it with is an open hand, and Jensen is quick to put his on. And before you know it, once again we look like the three stooges. Matching costumes, and everything.

There isn't a moment I can't see my life being without them. Yes sometimes they are dorks, and yes sometimes they fight, we all fight. but falling in love with them I hadn't nearly excepted. But being in love with the two of them is something I couldn't stop even if I try.

Completed on: 06/19/2021

Posted on: 06/19/2021

[impala1967dwinchester]

Jensen Ackles: Tired

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Wife!Reader, Jared x Gene

Pov: Jensen 

warnings; Panic, anxiety, guilt, collapsing, more panic, fluff, a tiny bit of angst, Swearing

Summary(request): Ouuuuh I'm sooo happy that you write for Jensen!!! Can I pleaaase request a one shot of Jensen x wife reader in which she collapses because she's been exhausted taking care of the kids and he feels guilty that he didn't notice and he's determined to help more ?? I'm so sorry if this sound dumb. No pressure if you don't wanna write it.

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N- This wasn’t a stupid idea, I know that this had taken me a bit of time to write, so I’m sorry about that. I absolutely love this idea. Thank you for requesting/anon it.  (Your eye color: Y/E/C) @firefly-graphics for divider

Jensen masterlsit: 

Main Masterlsit

"Kids I need you two to sit in the living room while mommy cleans the kitchen." I heard Y/n say from my upstairs office. I was currently working on my second album for Radio company.

I had been up here for the past couple of days. Once or twice a day I'd hear Y/n get louder than normal, saying something to the twins about how they needed to stop fighting with each other.

Our twins, Ada and Jay. A boy and girl. They were bundles of energy, they run up and down the halls. There little feet leaving loud echos around our home.

"Yes, mommy will turn on Disney. You want to watch frozen two again?" I heard Y/n say. This was the first time that it sounded like the two littles had agreed on something.

A moment later I heard the soft intro music of frozen two. I smiled and continued to work on the new lyrics for our second album. We had promised our fans that the album would be out relatively soon. By soon I mean within a month's time.

I needed a break, I wasn't able to get anything done on an empty stomach. So I made my way down our elegant stairs. I saw the littles entranced by the tv, they didn't even notice me come down the stairs.

I let them be through thinking about how long it had taken for Y/n to get them to calm down. Mostly how much it had taken Y/n to get them to be quiet.

I shuffled my way into the kitchen,, passing behind Y/n as she cleaned a day's worth of dishes. I wrapped my hands around her mid-section, whispering in her ear, "Hey my love." She leaned into my touch and took a rather deep breath closing her eyes.

"Hey honey, what are you doing down here? I thought you had your album to work on." She said trying to unscrew one of Ada's sippy cups. I took the cup out of her hands and unscrewed the top with ease.

"I needed some food in my belly. Looks like you've got those kids preoccupied."I said release her from my hug and slipping a look into the fridge.

"Yeah I do, they've got me going in circles." She said finishing up by putting the cleanish dishes into the dishwasher. She turned to face me, motioning me to grab her water bottle from the fridge.

"I can see that, but hey remember you've got it. If you need anything come get me okay." I said giving her a chat kiss and walking back through the kitchen up the stairs.

I heard the music for the ending of frozen two come and go, but I could smell the start of dinner. I was done with working on the new album, so I changed into some more comfy pants, and went downstairs.

The twins were asleep on the large couch in our living room. Y/n was humming to a song in her head, I stood there and watched her. She danced around, cutting up peppers and messing with the oven for chicken.

She turned around and let out a loud shriek, "Jensen, you scared me!" She said with a huff. "You should be more careful, hell I could have thrown this knife at you." She said setting the knife down.

While I was staring at my beautiful wife I noticed a few things. Her skin seemed dull, I could see the bags under her eyes, her dancing wasn't a full-motion like it usually is. She stops and takes deeper breaths.

"Are you feeling okay?" I asked her out randomly. Giving me an odd look, a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, I'm feeling fine. Why?" Y/n asked me. "I was just wondering, that's all baby," I said kissing her cheek.

"I'm going to wake up the twins okay, if not they'll be up till five in the morning," I said, smacking her ass playful. The roll of Y/n eyes was the last thing I saw before I made my way into the living room.

"Ada, Jay. It's time to wake up." I said softly, Ada stirred in her sleep and Jay didn't even move. Ada slept like my wife does. Very softly, now on the other hand Jay sleep like a rock like his father.

"Ada, it's time to get up. Mommy is making dinner, you want dinner?' i said coaxing her to wake up. Jay still laid asleep, Ada's eyes fluttered open, "Dada!" "Hey baby girl, did you sleep good?" I asked her, hugging her.

She wrapped her small arms around my neck and looked at me with a wide smile, "Yes I sep good." She said, she giggled. A giggled much too Y/n's. "Do you want to help me get your brother up?" I asked Ada.

"Do we have to wake him up." She said a frown replacing her smile. "Yes, I'm afraid we have to," I said smiling. "Fine Daddy."She said unwrapping her arms from my neck and climbing next to her brother, she patted his shoulder.

"Jay, brotha daddy says you gotta wake up now." She said going from patting his shoulder to poking his side. "JAY! WAKE UP!" Ada screamed at the top of her, "Hey, hey there's no need to scream at him, baby." I said interru[ting her screaming session.

"Here let daddy show you how to wake him up," I said with raised eyebrows. "Jay, mommy says you'll get dessert if you wake up and eat all your dinner," I said rubbing small circles into Jay's back.

He opened his eyes and looked back and his sister and me. His eyes reminded me of his mother's Y/E/C eyes. Ada's eyes were the color of him, dark forest green, and when we went outside to play or to the beach, Ada's eyes turned to a light green something resembling an emerald.

All of a sudden my thoughts were interrupted when I heard the crash of something from in the kitchen. I rushed to go see, worried about Y/n. When I rushed in she was collapsed on the floor. "Y/n, honey," I said walking over to her. "Y/n... Y/n are you okay?" I questioned.

"Mommy?" I heard Ada and Jay say at the same time. I needed to make a quick decision. So I called Jared. Telling him that Y/n had collapsed on the floor.

Moments later I heard the door open and shut. "unc Jar." I heard Jay say, then I heard the click on heels behind him he had brought Gen with him. "Jared let me take the kids, you go help Jensen and get Y/n some washcloths a glass of cold water. Okay," Gene said.

"Hey, Auntie." Heard Ada say. "Come on kiddos let's go get some stuff from y'alls bedroom." I heard. Trying to keep Y/n's head elevated. "Hey, Jensen, What happened?" He asked. "I don't know Jar, One minute she was fine and she was cooking dinner, and next I heard a crash while getting Ada and Jay up."

"Jensen just breathe." He said, " How can I relax Jared, my wife.. my wife is lying unconscious on the kitchen floor. And I don't know how to help her." I said running a hand down my face.

"Jensen. Stop take a breath. Got get some washes clothes to get them cold as you get them. And come back here, okay." he said patting my shoulder.

I ran up the stairs passing the twins' rooms, gene gave me a sympathetic smile and was packing the twins' bags. It's a good idea take the kids to your house for a moment. I ran into our closet grabbing far too many, running back down the stairs.

Missing a few at the bottom almost tripping over my large stature. "Get them wet we're going to put some on her forehead, neck, and wrist. Get that glass of water too." Jared said.

Eventually, after Gene had taken the kiddos to their home, Jared and I moved Y/n to the couch. She started to wake up, her eye fluttering open. It was more than too nice to see her Y/E/C. Jared excused himself telling me that they would keep the kids for the rest of the night.

"We'll keep the kiddos, give Ada, Jay, Shep, and Odette a surprise a sleepover," he said patting my shoulder then left. We sat in silence for a moment.

"Wait?" Y/n said first. "I asked if you were okay," I said. "Yeah you did and I wasn't lying." She said, "So, why did this happen then, Y/n?" I questioned her.

Again we sat in silence, "Because Jensen, I feel like I'm doing this all by myself, you're so sucked into finishing the damn album you've left your wife, your wife to deal with two toddlers." She said arguing with me. She took the washcloths off her forehead and wrists throwing them onto the coffee table.

I hadn't realized how much weight I had put on her shoulders. I guess I kind of just expected that she could take it. "I... I guess I didn't realize that I was doing that." I said.

"No, you didn't. You know what just forget it, okay Jensen. I need to finish dinner and then get Ada and Jay from Gene." She said. Truing to get up, but ending up bouncing back onto the couch.

"No, look. I know that I was forgetting about things. And forgetting that you can't take this all by yourself. Yes, you're my wife and you mean the world to me. You don't realize the amount of panic that went through me when I heard that crash. I understand now.' I said

The tears starting to come out. 'You don't know what I would do without you. I wouldn't know what to do without my wife, my beautiful, strong, amazing wife. I'm sorry I fucked up. Please, Let me fix it." I said begging with my wife now.

She stared at me, reaching her hand over to my face wiping the stray tears that had fallen while I was talking away. "Okay, I guess we both fucked up. I didn't say anything to you, and you wouldn't have been able to know." She said scouting closer to me, her hands staying on my cheek.

With her warm hand still on my cheek, I leaned into the touch. "I'll finish dinner, you, Y/n you relax please." I said pleading. She shook her head, "How about we do it together." Y/n offered I smiled and grabbed her hand bringing her up from the couch. "I like that idea," I said.

Going in for a much-needed kiss. She meddled into it. "We can take advantage of the littles being at Gene, and Jared." She whispered against my lips. "Naughty," I whispered back. "Dinner first though," I said stripping the moment of its erotic nature.

"Okay, baby But you've got dish duty for a while," Y/n said her hand sliding up and down my chest.

Completed On: 04/25/2021

Taglist: @akshi8278 @wonderfulworldofwinchester @deanswaywardgirl @hit-meup69 @fofisstilinski @doctorlilo

[impala1967dwinchester]

Jensen Ackles: Should have been me

*Credit to gif owner* 

Pairing: Jensen x Reader 

Pov: Jensen 

Warnings: coma, Jensen talking to himself, driving accidents, accidents, almost death, angst, fluff, car accidents, regret. 

Request: Hello gorgeous, may I pleaaase request an flangsty Jensen x reader one shot where they get into a car accident and the reader is the one who's severely injured?? Thank you so much, can't wait to see where you go with this idea 😭😭

WC: 1.5k 

A/N- I know that this request was put in a long while ago. I’m sorry it took me so long to get to it. But I really enjoyed this request and the idea. thx! 

You know that gut feeling you get some times. That feeling that tells you ‘This is going to end so badly’. I should have listened, I should have done something else, we should have stayed at the hotel just a day longer. Just a day longer and I wouldn’t be sitting in this damn hospital room.

Looking at Y/n with tubes and wires connecting her. She shouldn’t be laying in a bed in a cold room, stuck in her own mind. She should be laughing and curled up against my side while we watch a movie. Neither one of us should be here.  

How many times have I said that drunk drivers shouldn’t be allowed to even own a car? How times have I told Y/n to be safe as she drives to work, or just down to the supermarket. This is why I tell her to be safe, but you see the problem with this is I was the one driving.  

You see I’m not the one hurt, she is. How in the hell am I the one breathing on my own, sitting her with only a few cuts and bruises? I don’t understand how I came out unscathed, but Y/n is hooked up to machines and wires deep in a coma.  

We had been up in the mountains for our fifth anniversary. A way to get away from everything. It was the best way to spend it. We had a cabin to ourself. No waking up at six in the morning, or having to hastily kiss each other in the morning light before we both had to drive off to work. It was the most blissful I’ve been in a while.  

Y/n said that we needed to get back home. Said we had to leave yesterday; I couldn't understand the rush to leave so early. We had enough time for when we got back and we’d go straight back into work. No need to worry about being clung to each other. Not wanting to leave each other warm embrace in the morning.  

She countered that with saying that she would like to sleep in her own bed or at least a full night before rushing back into work. How’d she like to get comfortable with being home after our two-week vacation in the mountains. I guess I understood now after she explained. I watched her pack her things, and dance around the room.

I watched as she shined like the brightest star in the sky, even during the day. Now though I watched as she laid still in a hospital gown. Eyes closed. Breathing still normal. All I can do is watch her, I’m not a doctor, I can’t help.  

This not being able to help is killing me. I picked at my nails as I listened to dings and bells happen outside the room. I just hope she wakes up. That’s all I can do is hope right?  

Minutes turn into hours turn into days, and into weeks.  

I can’t leave her here, and go home I’d feel horrible. So, I rent a room and visit her every day the nurses know my name now. And they let me stay past the visitor's time. Every day I come in and talk to her, talking to her is the only thing I can do. I talk to her about everything.

The tariff to the hospital, what’s been going on with ‘supernatural’, how much I miss her voice, and her bright filled with life eyes. I break every time I walk in, seeing her motionless body besides her chest moving up and down due to the machine.  

“Y/n please, can you wake up for me?” I ask her everyday as I rub my thumbs against her knuckles. I get nothing in response. “Y/n I miss you so much. I don’t know what to do anymore. You’ve been like this for weeks now.” I say as I bring her hand up to my lips to kiss her knuckles.  

“I don’t want you to go, not yet. I want to live a long, amazing life with you. You can’t leave me, not just yet.” I say a stray tear falling down my cheek. I get up and walk around her room, I turn the little TV on a low volume, but still the little bit of time that I do pay attention to the TV. It gives me peace of mind.

I know that sounds bad, but it gives me a sort of peaceful feeling. I know that I can sit with her and watch TV. I hope to god that she can hear me, I hope to god that she can hear me laugh and hear me talk to her.  

I left the hospital room after the sun was deep behind the horizon. I drove for a few hours riding around the town that has now become my half way home. Please wake up. Just please wake up Y/n. That’s all I can keep thinking about. Her waking up, that’s all I want.  

Days go by and I repeat the same process over again. I see her in the morning and stay for god known how long. I talk with her and we watch TV, and I leave when the sun is far gone from the sky. I’m trying to grab a rhythm here.  

I trying to hold on to anything.  

I sleep through the night for the first time in a while. But I’m awaken by my phone dinging. Groggily waking up and answering. “Hello?” I say trying to figure out what’s going on. I look over at the clock on the side table.  

“Yes, this is Mr. Ackles correct?” The women ask in what seems like a rush. “Yes, that’s me. What’s this calls for its three in the morning right now.” I answer back. “Sir, Mrs. Ackles... Is awake sir.” She speaks. In the few moments of silence my heart breaks, reforms, shatters, my breathing becomes ragged, and then everything stops at once, when the rest of her sentence comes through my ears and into my brain.  

“She... How long? Can I come now? Is she going to be, okay?” I asked in a rush now, understanding the rush of the first words that the women spoke to me. “Sir, you can come now yes, please. She’s asking for you.” “I’ll be there in ten minutes.” I said and clicked the call off.  

She asking for me. I need to call Jared. Wait no I ‘ll call him after I see Y/n/ Y/n asking for me. She’s talking. She’s awake. Y/ns awake.  

I quickly grab a pair of sweats and slip my shoes on grabbing my keys and phone along with my jacket. I slip into my car and drive off to the hospital. I’m there within eight minutes beating the time I told the nurse that called.  

The ride on the elevator is slow, painful slow. The need to see Y/n boiling over the top of me as the doors open and I can see the ICU floor. I just slowly waked through the unit, and to her door.

You’d think that I’d be more excited knowing that she’s okay, and awake. But I’m scared that it isn’t real and she isn’t awake. That would be a cruel game that my mind could play on me.  

I slide the glass door back, I can hear her voice, I can hear her giggle. I think... no I know that’s her laugh. I slowly walk through the thresh hold of her room. I take a deep breath and I start to want to cry. She’s laying up in the bed, no tubes to be seen, she’s got her color back in her face.  

Y/n looks over and pulls her arms out reaching for a hug. I stand for a minute. “Baby you going to come over here and give me a hug?” she says. I smile and walk over to her, I grab at her hands first looking down at them, noticing her ring that’s still on her finger. I looked down at her, still smiling so much that my cheeks are starting to hurt.  

“Hi.” I say as I hug her. “Hey cowboy, I still hurt a little, but hi back.” Y/n says. God it’s like nothing ever happens. She’s still her sassy self, she still smells like peaches and crème. Y/n is really here in my arms. “I miss you, Y/n.” I said keeping her in my grasp.  

“I know, I heard you. I miss you too.” She says back. I release her and grab a chair to sit close with her. Instead, she grabs onto to my hand. “Sit up here with me, please.” Y/n says and how can I say no to her. So, I slip my shoes off, only know remembering that I’m in my sweats and whatever else I grabbed.  

I settle next to her, my arm going under her head, and her head falls gracefully into my chest. God how much I missed doing this with her. “I think I could use another vacation again. What do you say?” She says looking up at me.  

I smile again and laugh. “I could sure you a more minutes of just this with you.” I speak.  

Completed: 04/01/2021 

[impala1967dwinchester]

Jensen Ackles: Mrs.Ackles?

Pairing: Jensen x Wife!Reader 

Pov: Jensen 

Warnings: Panic, character almost death, Cute babies, Jensen thinking. 

Request: Sorry to bother you, but can I please request a Jensen x wife!reader where she's pregnant (maybe twins) and while she's in labor things gets complicated and she starts bleeding and loses consciousness and Jensen is there with her and he's panicking and she nearly dies but it's all okay in the end??

Word Count: 2.4k 

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Taglist: @akshi8278​ @deanswaywardgirl​

“I’d love to say we could go do that cute little picnic thing you wanted to do Jay, but I think my water just broke!” Y/n said, as she walked down the stairs. Well, I’m not upset, I figured that if we wanted to something, that our baby girls would want to come into the world.  

“Okay, stay there... actually sit down, and I’ll grab the go bag.” I said skipping stairs as I ran upstairs. I ran into the girl's nursery grabbing there little black bag, clothes and anything that they’d need on the way back home.  

Thinking ahead I had placed Y/n bag near the front door. When I came down stairs' Y/n was taking deep breathes, and had one hand on her stomach while the other rested on her lower back. I’d like to think that I was doing pretty well with the whole situation.  

Throwing the bags into the back of the car, I walked back up to the house, seeing Y/n trying to slip on her slippers. “Do you want some help, babe?” I asked getting on my knee and carefully slipping them on her feet. When she stood up, she winced. I raised an eyebrow, but let it go when she said “It’s fine. But can we get to the hospital now!”  

I wrapped my hand around her waist, and we walked out of the car. I opened her door, and she slid into the seat, leaning the seat back. I buckled her in before walking around the car and into the driver seat. “I promise to be careful while I drive.”  

As I drove, I made sure that I didn’t hit bumps, or drive to fast. Making it to the hospital via short cut. Months ago, I had traced the best, and fastest way to get to the hospital, but that regardless. I made to the hospital, I drove up to the emergency side letting a nurse take her in a wheelchair.  

I drove off finding a parking spot, unfortunately it was on the fifth floor of the parking deck. I ran to the closet elevator, clicking the ‘ground floor’. No elevator music played, just the silence. Then suddenly a loud ding altering me that I was now on the ground floor.  

When the elevator doors opened, I looked around the area of the hospital looking for the emergency entrance. In the corner of my eye, I saw the huge red blocked letters, so I ran across the crosswalk, and up the sidewalk until I made it to the doors of the emergency entrance.  

There was Y/n in a wheelchair a nurse holding the handles to push her, “Hey, I’m Y/n husband.” I said to front desk nurse. “Okay, well Mr. Ackles I just need to sign a few papers. Here and then we can get your wife in a bed.” The nurse said handing me clipboard. She had so nicely highlighted the section that I had to sign, a few signatures and a few questions that we asking if Y/n was taking any prescription drugs, or when was the last time Y/n had eaten.  

I handed the nurse back the clipboard. She looked over at the other nurse and saying “Take her up to delivery floor, Room 11.” The nurse started walking and I had to catch up with them. I hadn’t brought any of the bags with me, thinking that wouldn’t be necessary.  

We got into another elevator and the nurse pressed the floor 4. “So, what are you having?” She asked. Y/n was taking deep breathes, and I realized that she probably wasn’t going to answer the question. “We are having twins.” I said rolling on the back of my heels. “This must be your first?” She said Y/n shook her head “Thi.. This is our first yes.” She spoke  

“Well, my name is Taylor. I can’t wait to see your bundles of joy. I work in the delivery room.” Taylor said as the elevator ding that we had hit the 4th floor. “So let me ask you something Mrs. Ackles.’ Y/n shook her head ‘When was your last contractions?” Y/n put her hand stomach.  

“Last contraction was about 2 minutes ago. I’m thinking about 3 minutes apart, Taylor.” Y/n said. This part I hadn’t kept up, even when we went to classes. Apparently, I was supposed to pay attention, but I didn’t. Taylor pushed Y/n out into the hall, and up to another reception desk. “This is Y/n Ackles, and her husband, she’s having twins, and she says her contraction are about 3 minutes apart.” Taylor said.  

I gently rubbed Y/n’s shoulder and she placed her hand over mine. I crouched down and whispered into Y/n’s ear “Everything is gonna be fine. I can see you fidgeting” The lady at the desk came around with a medical alert bracelet. It had Y/n’s age, her weight, her name, and her room. “Take her to the room 11, Taylor.” The front desk nurse said.  

We again started to walk; Taylor started talking again. “There’s a gown for you to change into. Mr. Ackles you can help her, right?” “Yes of course” I said. “Oh, and there’s a gown for you as well Mr. Ackles for when Mrs. Ackles go into labor.” Taylor said as she walked into our room.  

I walked around the wheelchair and in front of Y/n, she gripped onto my hand and forearm. “Here Mr. Ackles.” Taylor handed me Y/n gown. “I’m going to go outside let you, and Mrs. Ackles have some privacy.” Taylor said sliding the divider sheet, and then the glass door.  

I walked with Y/n to the bathroom, she rests her hands against the marble counter. I slipped her shoes off, reached up to unzip her pants sliding them her hips thighs and finally off her legs. “I can’t believe that we are actually doing this today.” Y/n said. I stood up looking at her for a moment. She was just as beautiful as the day I first met her.  

Y/n took a deep breathe, and placed her hand on her stomach. “Shit, this hurts Jay.” She said “Just breathe. I promise I’ll be fast about this.” I said rubbing small circles into her stomach. Trying to take any pain she was going through. “This is like having a period on steroids Jay.” Y/n said giggling a little.  

“I have to take your shirt off, dear.” I said, Y/n placed her hands on my shoulder. I made sure to be careful of her baby bump. I lifted the shirt that was mine, up her frame, take her one hand out of the arm, and then doing that with the other.  

I unclipped her bra, and slipped her underwear off. Y/n put her hands back onto the counter behind her. I slipped the gown on to her arms and then softly turned her around, and tied the back loosely. We walked out of the bathroom and back into the room, I set her into one of the chairs. “I’ll be right back okay.” I said bending down to kiss Y/n on the temple.  

I walked out moving the divider back and open the glass door back. I walked out, “Taylor” I said as she came over. “I got her into that gown, I put her in one of those chairs.” I said rubbing the back of my neck. “Let’s get her in the bed.” Talor said. Walking into our room. Y/n still sitting in the chair. “Hey sweetie, me and’ “Jensen” I said ‘Me and Jensen are going to move you to the bed.”  

Y/n smiled and shook her head. I went to one side of Y/n and Taylor to the other side. Y/n stood up bracing her weight onto both of us. Once we had her on the bed Taylor did somethings to make sure she was comfortable. “Okay so Doctor Becerra will in soon to check how dilated you are.” She said before walking out of our room.  

A few hours later Y/n went into labor, Taylor had put me into the gown, and went to Y/n other side to hold her hand. Everything was going fine, Y/n had given birth to our first daughter, the nurses taking her to clean her off and wrap her up in her pink little blanket, but as Y/n went to push for the second time. I could sense that something was wrong.  

The doctor was giving Taylor a look of concern. “Is everything okay?” I asked getting more and more worried by the second. “Taylor what is going on?” I asked again. She gave me a look before looking back at the doctor. “Jensen, Mr. Ackles I need you to go outside for just a second.” She spoke.  

“No. I’m not leaving my wife” I said worrying falling into my cracking voice.

“Mr. Ackles, Please just for a minute.” Taylor said coming over to me, guiding me out. When we pasted Y/n all I could see was blood, my breathing quickened and I walked a little faster out of the room. As I walked out of the room, I heard the doctor say “Mrs. Ackles? Mrs. Ackles?”  

I went to sit down but I couldn’t I instead paced through the halls. As I got closer to the room I heard “She gone unconscious, but she’s breathing. There a lot of blood. Looks like she had a clot.” I sat down, thinking of all the worst things that could happen.  

I could lose my wife and a daughter; I could only have a daughter have to raise her. I’d have to be all I had and all our daughter had, Or I could lose just my wife and have two amazing daughter that grow up to look like her. I could lose everyone and be alone. I’d be a lot of thing, but strong wouldn’t be one of those things.  

I saw another 3 nurses rush in. Taylor coming out, and sitting down next to me. “Mr. Ackles?” “hmm” I said my hand running through my hair as I started to stress even more. “She has a clot, that’s what making her bleed excessively. She’s still breathing, which is amazing. Do you want to go see your first daughter?” She asked me  

I fought with the idea in my mind. I didn’t want to leave my wife; I didn’t want to leave Y/n all alone. Swarmed with people she didn’t know, but I also knew that if she was awake right now, she’d be shooing me in the direction to where our first daughter lay. “Yes, that’d be nice.” I said walking next to Taylor.  

It was a quiet walk, no more than 20 steps from where Y/ns room was. Taylor pointed to which baby was Y/n and I’s. The name tag said Ackles family. I smiled as I saw my daughter little finger wiggle. Taylor patted my shoulder. “If you don’t mind me saying’ I shook my head ‘You and your wife have made a very beautiful baby girl. And Jensen if I may she’ll make it.”  

Taylor walked off, and let me there to take a long look at our daughter. I was starting to think we hadn’t even picked out names. That was actually my plan for today, go out on a picnic and eat some unhealthy food, and sit there go over names.  

But the more I thought about it. I was thinking that once Y/n gave birth to our second daughter we could maybe name her hope. Hope that everything will be okay. Maybe we could name our first daughter Nova, and maybe in honor of Taylor our nurse we could have her middle name being Taylor.  

I stood there and again smiled. I looked up and saw the nurse picking up my daughter. Her eye open her eye colored like her mothers. She was so cute and adorable, it looked like she had a small smile on her face. I couldn’t wait to hold her, and her sister. But most of all I couldn’t wait to hold their mother.  

Taylor come back a few minutes later. “Jensen, sir. She’s awake and holding your younger daughter. If you’d like to come back to the room.” She said with a huge smile. We walked a little pep in my step. When I walked there was Y/n holding out second daughter. Next to her was our first daughter.  

“Where’d you go?” Y/n said. I walked over to her and kissed her temple ‘I love you’ I said against her forehead. “I love you too Jay.” She spoke. A huge relief of breath left my system. I smiled looking at my family. “We have to name out kids you know.” Y/n said.  

“Yes, yes we do. I was thinking’ I said as I walked over to our first daughter to pick her up. ‘That would name her Nova Taylor.” I spoke. “Taylor as in the nurse!?” Y/n said with a smile on her face. “Yes, we can name her that Jay.” She spoke.  

There was a moment of silence. “I was thinking Jay... Maybe we would name her.’ swaddling our second daughter in her arms. ‘Hope. But if you don’t like that it’s okay.” Y/n said. “No, baby that’s... it’s prefect.”  I said rubbing her shoulder.  

“I know that you were scared. I know why you weren’t in here. I’m sorry that I scared you that much. But I want you to know that I’m here with all three of you. And I'm not going anywhere.” Y/n said a few tears falling down her already tired face. I put down Nova, and wiped away a few stray tears. “It’s okay baby, I know you aren’t going anywhere; Now get some sleep.” I said taking Hope out of her arms.

The minute I took Hope out of her arms, Y/n had drifted into sleep. “You gave me and mommy quite a scare. I have a feeling you’re going to be a trouble maker.” As I finished my talk with Hope, she opened her eye, they looked like mine, a jaded emerald colored.  

Another thought ran through my mind as I set down Hope. Nova was going to be a daddy’s girl, and my precious Hope was going to be Mommy's girl. I was happier for that though; I was so overly filled with joy that I had my entire family in one room.  

Completed: 02/28/2021 

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Jensen Ackles: Oops (Request)

Pairing: Jensen x actress!Reader 

Pov: Jensen 

Summary: Y/n is an actress on SPN and Jensen and Y/n are dating, while she was doing a stunt she get serverly injured. 

Warnings: Fluff, angst, mini fight between Y/n and Jensen, Jensen have Jealousy 

Word Count: 1.4k 

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Taglist: @akshi8278​ @deanswaywardgirl

Y/n had been casted on Supernatural. It was okay she was an amazing actress; I was just hoping that it wouldn't affect our relationship. It’s not like anyone else knew about our relationship, we had tried our hardest to keep it pretty low-key.  

We hadn’t made it official by any means, which meant I really didn’t have any right to get mad and be protective over Y/n. When Y/n and Jared were casted to be each other love interest. Y/n gave me that look that meant ‘it’s okay, we’ll get through it’ she’d been giving me that look for the past days.

It was hard seeing Jared and Y/n sit close together and go over lines. His arm slinging over her shoulder. I had distanced myself, taking in my trailer. Going over lines by myself. I heard a knock at my door, assuming it was my PA, but in came Y/n. Dressed in a pair of tight jeans, a pair of boots on, and a flannel on.  

“Jay, are you okay?” She asked before coming over and sitting down with me. I stayed looking at the dialogue realizing that I really wasn’t taking in any of the words. “Jay?” She said again. This time grabbing my hand instead, “Jay? I asked you a question.” She spoke.  

“Yeah, I’m fine. I... I just got. I was just in my head for a minute.” I said wishing that she’d take that for an answer. “Look I know that’s bullshit. You’ve been ignoring me, and Jared since you found out that I was going to be his love interest.” She spoke.  

Something that Y/n could always, catch me in my bed of sort of lies. Catch me when I wasn’t being upfront with her. “Y/n, I don’t know what to tell you okay. I’m fine. Nothing is wrong. I just giving you some space to get to know Jared. Everything is fine okay Y/n.” I said getting up and opening my trailer door.  

“Jensen?!” She spoke. We looked at each other, and then Y/n got up and walked in front of me, and finally out of the trailer. I stayed away still, not trying to convince Y/n of anything. Letting her assume rather than just tell how I was feeling.

This lasted for I'd say at least 3 days. She’d call and leave a voicemail. Text me. Everything I’d ignore. By the start of the new week, now starting to do the scenes. I had to let it all go, there were scenes with Jared I had to do. Our conversation short, and mostly everything was done in one or two shots.  

The next scene was supposed to be a difficult one for Y/n. This was her first stunt. It was like watching your child take their steps. As she talked to the director, I did stay close. The worry of her getting hurt was overpowering, I could for a few minutes ignore the way that the jealousy of Jared and Y/n being together in the show.  

Before starting Y/n wanted to talk to me. She grabbed my crossed arms and brought me to my trailer. She brought me to the tiny kitchen table. She sat down in front of me, “Jay. I know you are still upset. And no I’m trying to fight with you before I go do a stunt. I just want you to know that I care about your opinion. So I plan on talking to the writers and see if I can be casted as your love interest instead.” Y/n said before standing back up and giving me a short cheek kiss.  

She walked out and back to the “bunker”. I followed, not hot on tail. But there just in case. You ever have a gut feeling that something bad is going to happen. That’s all I could get from the minute I walked onto the set.  

I watched Y/n climb up the stairs and right to the railing of the balcony. The director called for the scene to beginning. Y/n jumped over the rail and landed the right way, but the director didn’t really like how she had landed on her feet. I could feel my brow come down a little on my face.  

‘She did perfectly fine. Actually, that was amazing, see her fall down. In my head she fell so gracefully, and in slow motion.’ I thought to myself. Y/n made it back up the stairs and to the railing, this time when the director called for the scene to start, I again saw Y/n fall in slow motion.  

But this was different as she fell, she moved her body, when she fell, she missed the couching. Hitting the hard floor, and I could barely see it. But she had bent her ankle.  

In a matter of seconds that feeling that I had to go over to see her, comfort her was there. That feeling that something was going to happen was right. It took a minute before any noise was made, I saw the director get up from his chair and then Y/n cried out.  

“Jensen, please come here!” I perked up at the sound of my name, and ran over. Y/n had her hand covering over foot. I sat down next to her, shooing a few stray people away. Giving her and I more privacy.  

“Y/n? You got to move your hand so I can look at your foot.” I said rubbing a circle into her back. “No Jensen, please don... Don't make me” She said, a few stray tears falling down her face. This was the first time I had seen Y/n cry. It was something I had planned on never seeing, something that was breaking my heart.  

“Honey, I have to. I promise I’ll be very careful.” I moved down to her foot. She shook her head and closed her eyes. I started slowly unlacing the boots and slowly pulling the boots off her boots. As I pulled her foot out of the boots, I could see how gnarly it really was.  

Y/n ankle bone poking out of her sock. ‘Shit’ I thought to myself. Waving the director over. “Please call 911. I think her foot is broken.” I said before returning my attention back to her.  “It’s okay baby. Just breathe. We have to wait for the ambulance to get here. You fell pretty hard on it, I’m thinking that you broke it.” I said unlacing the other foot and sliding that shoe off as well.  

We sat together, Y/n head resting on my shoulder. “I’m sorry, Jensen.” She said, I turned my head looking over at her. “Why are you saying sorry?” I asked. “I’m saying sorry. Because I just... I just need to hear you say that it’s okay.” She spoke. Starting to play with the hem of my shirt.  

“It’s okay Y/n I promise. It will be okay.” I said as I heard the sirens of the ambulance. Before the EMT’s got to her I asked her “Do you want me to come with you?” She shook her head quickly, and then the EMT’s were there, I slid out and let them figure out what they needed to do with her.  

I quickly ran to my trailer grabbing my phone, then to Y/n’s grabbing her bag and her phone. One EMT brought back a gunnery and lifting her up and gently placing her onto the gunnery. I walked out with her, climbing into the ambulance with her.  

“Thank you for grabbing my things, Jensen.” She said, “Of course I’d grab your things Y/n” She closed her eyes and smiled. Out of panic and love for her I blurted out “I love you, Y/n” A shocked expression fell over my face as the words I had just said computed into my brain. But before I could get anything out Y/n said “I love you too Jensen.” Grabbing my hand and drawing tiny circles on my knuckles with her thumb.  

I bent over and kissed her temple gently. “God, I love you, Y/n. I'm sorry I got so jealousy about you had Jared being together on the show. Just thought I was going to lose my girl.... If I'm allowed to call you that?” I spoke.  

Smiling Y/n said “It’s okay. I understand now. You can’t get rid of me that quickly, baby. And of course, I'll be your girl.” She pulled my arm down and kissed me, our lips melting together like we were made for each other.  

Completed: 02/25/2021