#danneel ackles imagine
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A COLD SUMMER
Jensen Ackles x Daughter!reader, Danneel Ackles x Stepdaughter!reader, Jared Padalecki x Nephew!reader
SUMMARY: When Y/n can't stop the voices in her head, she finally finds the courage to ask for help.
NOT: Y/n 17 is years old.
Word Count: 4.300
“JJ, you make me so angry sometimes!!” you shouted at your little sister. You were intolerant these days and JJ was starting to get stubborn with you.
"GO AWAY!" JJ shouted.
You combed your hair with your hands, "you better go to your room, JJ. I'm the older one and you should listen to me!"
"You are not my sister!"
You took a deep breath, "now, I'm going to call my mom!"
"She's not your mother, she's mine and the twins' mother!" JJ continued to scream.
You were stunned by what you heard. "What?" You hummed. Your eyes started to water and you swallowed hard.
Hearing the screams, Danneel came down from his room, "hey what's going on here?" asked. The woman approached them.
You pulled yourself together with your mother's arrival. You turned around and wiped the tears from your eyes.
"I asked you girls a question. Now tell me what's going on." When no one spoke, the woman turned to her eldest daughter, "Y/n?"
You calmly began to explain what happened, "I warned him many times about something she shouldn't do, but she didn't listen to me. So I got angry." You said. You didn't look at your mother. What JJ said was going around in your head; 'She's not your mother!'
After listening carefully, the woman turned to her little daughter, "JJ, I told you to listen to your big sister, right?"
"She's not my big sister!" JJ shouted the same words again. You looked at him and your eyes started to water again.
Danneel was stunned by the little girl's words. "What did you say ?" Asked
"He shouldn't call you mother. You are mine and the twins' mother, not Y/n."
“JJ-” the woman began to speak as Y/n quickly walked past her and up the stairs. “Y/n, honey wait,” the young girl had already disappeared. There was the sound of a door slamming from above.
Danneel turned back to her little daughter, "JJ, what you did is so rude! You upset your older sister, yes your older sister. I'm her mother too. She's your older sister and the twins' older sister. Yes, I didn't give birth to her, but that doesn't mean I can't be her mother. Now go to your room, you're grounded."
JJ ran to her room.
After a while, Danneel knocked on Y/n's room door, "Honey, can I come in?"
“Yes,” you sat up in your bed and leaned your back against the headboard. You took the pillow in your lap and hugged it. You've been thinking about what your sister said ever since you went to your room. She was right, Even your real mother didn't want you
The woman entered the room. He sat on his bed, facing his daughter. "Shall we talk for a while?"
"She is right." you said, not taking your gaze off your lap.
Danneel was shocked. "No, Y/n, no. Please don't think like that. I don't know where he got that from, but believe me, I never see you as different from others. Y/n, look at me, please." The woman held the young girl's hands.
You knew this. Danneel was never rude to you, never hurt you. But these days you were questioning your existence to yourself. Your father was 24 years old when you were born. Your mother didn't want you. You were staying with your grandparents when your father went to Vancouver. When you were 6 years old, your father introduced you to Danneel. You loved him since you first saw him. A year later, your father and Danneel got married.
You turned your gaze to your mother. You felt your eyes filling with tears, you were trying hard not to cry.
Dannel understood his daughter. "oh, come here," he took her in his arms. "Honey, I love you so much." He broke the hug and looked into the girl's eyes, "Y/n, you are the one who made me a mother before a baby fell into my womb. I have never forgotten the first day you called me mom, and it makes me extremely. We are not biologically related, but that doesn't change anything."
You remembered the past and smiled;
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A few months after your father and Danneel got married, you walked out of your playroom and walked over to Dannel and stood in front of him.
Danneel looked at Y/n who was writhing in front of her "Honey, is there something wrong?" Asked. she stopped reading the magazine in his hand and focused on the girl.
You started playing with your fingers "I want to ask you something Dee," you said shyly. At that moment, Jensen entered the room and sat on the couch. He liked that his daughter turned to your wife to ask questions.
“Of course honey, you can ask me anything you want” She straightened the little girl's hair.
You looked at your father before asking and then back to Danneel.
Jensen noticed his daughter's writhing and squinted at her.
"I… I mean, can I call you mom?" you asked. Jensen sat up straighter. Danneel looked at her husband in surprise at the question. You worried, thinking you'd done something wrong. "I'm sorry-"
“Of course baby, you can say sure, I would love that.” She took the little girl into his arms. Jensen's eyes filled with tears. He looked at his wife and thanked her silently.
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Danneel"You made me the happiest person in the world, honey," said. She smiled and combed her daughter's baby hair behind her ear.
"You made me the happiest child in the world, mom." you said. You smiled at him and hugged him again, but you still couldn't stop the voices in your head.
EVENING
You and JJ made up and decided to watch Frozen in the movie room. Again. The twins were sleeping. Danneel entered the room with popcorn in hand "Here, your popcorn is ready" He said as he placed the plate on the middle table.
“Thanks mom,” you thanked her.
Danneel, "have fun." said and joined Jensen in his study.
"Hey honey" she greeted his husband and sat next to her.
"Hey, what are the kids doing?" Jensen asked.
"The twins are sleeping and the other two have restarted the Frozen marathon." The woman rolled her eyes.
Jensen smiled. "Dee, Y/n seems a little different these days, Has she said anything to you?" asked.
"No, he didn't say anything to me, but as you said, he seemed a little calm and thoughtful. The woman took a deep breath. Jensen looked at his wife and thought something was wrong.
"Did something happen? Dannel, is there something you're hiding from me about Y/n?" Jensen was worried.
"No no, it's just that he and JJ had a fight today." Jensen frowned. "JJ didn't listen to Y/n's warning and that made her angry. But that's not the problem." The woman stopped. Jensen waited for his wife to speak again. "Oh, JJ told him I wasn't his mom and not to call me mom," she added.
"What? Oh," Jensen sat, not knowing what to say. "Have you talked to Y/n?" asked.
"Yes, I did. It's okay. JJ apologized to her sister and she accepted." the woman replied
Jensen, "We need to talk to JJ about this, where did he get that from?" said.
"I don't know, but I talked to him," Danneel said.
"Should I talk too?" Jensen asked.
Danneel, "no I don't think so, at least not right now." saying replied.
The cartoon was over Jensen and Danneel came into the room "yeah now everyone to bed," Danneel let JJ kiss his fader goodnight before taking him upstairs. "Good night, daddy," said the little girl.
"Good night, baby," Jensen said.
“Good night Y/n.”
“Good night, JJ,” you said and waved at him. You grabbed your plate of popcorn and got up to take it to the kitchen.
Jensen, "Hey honey, how about movie night?" he asked his daughter. He wanted to spend time with her and make sure she was okay.
“Oh, I'm actually tired-” you tried to deny but your father cut you off.
"Come on, we're on summer vacation. Don't you have some time for this old man?" Jensen said playfully.
"But I'm going to the brewery tomorrow," you said. You were working there during summer vacation.
Jensen, "At 12 o'clock," Said. "So I think it's okay to sleep a little later."
You smiled "ok, old man" you said emphatically. Your father smiled. "Popcorn?" You asked, pointing to the empty plate in your hand before sitting down.
"Of course," Jensen agreed. He took the remote control and settled into the chair.
You came back with the bowl full of popcorn "what are we watching?" You asked as you settled into your seat.
"I thought we'd watch action. Do you have a movie in mind?"
"No. There will be action, I haven't watched it for a long time." You replied.
Jensen wanted to talk to Y/n about what happened today before the movie. "Honey, can we talk for a while before the movie?" asked.
You looked at your father, "About what?" you said. You knew what it was but you asked anyway.
"Your mother told me about what happened between you and JJ today,"
"Oh yeah, it's okay dad, he's a little kid. He apologized to me afterwards." You said. You shrugged and wanted to end the conversation.
Jensen looked at his daughter, he wasn't sure if she really thought that, but he didn't want to push it now, "Okay, I'm glad about that," he said. He took the popcorn plate from Y/n's hand and the girl looked at her father in surprise. When Jensen saw his daughter's look, he said, "you already ate," and popped a few popcorns into his mouth.
You frowned, "I can still eat it," you said as you took a handful off the plate. "Besides, you're an old man, you shouldn't be eating at this hour."
Jensen squinted at his daughter.
You when you saw your father's look, "okay it was a joke." You said, raising your hands in surrender and smiled.
“It better be,” Jensen said and started the movie.
When the movie ended, Jensen saw Y/n sleeping. She smiled at him and turned off the television. Being careful not to wake his daughter, he took her in his arms to take her to bed. Y/n stirred in her sleep "shush sleep honey" he said and carried her to his room.
TWO DAYS LATER
“Y/n, I'm home,” Jensen called to his older daughter as he entered the house. Danneel and the little ones had gone to their grandmother's, so the house was quiet. He put his keys in the bowl. When he didn't hear anything from his daughter, he went to his room. It wasn't there.
“Y/N ?” Jensen called out to his daughter again. She went out to the balcony and saw him sitting on the swing in the backyard. He pulled his knees to his chest and hugged his legs. Jensen went down the stairs and out into the garden "sweetie?"
There was no one at home and you couldn't hold back any longer and started crying. You couldn't cry in front of people because they kept asking why and you didn't know what to say. Even you didn't know exactly why you were crying. The voices in your head couldn't stop. You felt stuck and unnecessary. As soon as you heard your father's voice, you quickly wiped your eyes and sniffed. You put your feet down from the swing and without looking at your father, "hey dad."
Jensen could tell in his daughter's voice that she was crying. He approached Y/n and sat down next to her "Honey, are you okay?" He combed her daughter's baby hair behind her ear and tried to see her face, but Y/n was insistent on not showing her face.
"I'm fine dad, I'll go to my room." You said, you got up from the swing to go but your father stopped you.
Jensen held her arm without hurting her, "Honey, you were crying, what's wrong? Talk to me."
You are not wanted. Do you really think you're asking that? No! Even your mother didn't want you. Nobody wants you here. They will leave you.
"Nothing, I'll go to my room!" You said. The voice in your head started talking again. You quickly pulled his arm away and ran to your room.
Jensen stood there stunned, not understanding what was happening. He wanted to go after his daughter, but he stopped, thinking that would shut him down even more.
After a while Jensen knocked on Y/n's room door "honey can I come in?" There was no sound from inside. Jensen sighed and went downstairs.
"Y/n! dinner is ready" Jensen called out to his daughter.
You took a deep breath and walked out of your room. You felt bad for snapping at your father. Those voices were making you do things you wouldn't do. When you entered the kitchen, you didn't look at your father and sat in your usual seat.
When Jensen looked at his daughter, he realized that she was still upset. He sat down and started eating.
After eating silently for a while, you looked at your father out of the corner of your eye. He looked sad. You didn't want anyone to feel sad because of you. You didn't want to bother anyone with your problems. That's why you thought you needed to talk now and said, "I'm a little bored today.." You started playing with the food on your plate.
Jensen looked at his daughter, relieved that she was finally opening up, "Did something happen?" He understood and asked his daughter to open up.
You shook your head, "No, I'm just bored." You still haven't looked at your father. You stopped playing with the food and started playing with the skin around your nails as usual. You've had this habit since childhood. You start doing this without realizing it, and sometimes you can't stop when you realize what you're doing.
Jensen saw Y/n playing with her fingers andi “Honey, can you look at me?" asked. She didn't like that he did this because it hurt himself.
After pausing for a while, you turned your gaze to the your father.
"You're quiet these days. What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours?" he asked, feeling his worries returning again. “Look, whatever this is, you can talk to me about it, you know that, right?”
"I don't know." You said and he took a deep breath.
"Are you anxious?" Asked. He knew that Y/n had a hard time expressing herself in situations like this.
Your eyes started to water, “I'm sorry dad, I don't know why you came again.” You said quietly, a few tears came to your eyes and you quickly wiped them away.
"Come here,"Jensen stood up and picked up his daughter as well. She leaned her head on his chest and hugged her daughter tightly. He hated seeing her like this. “It's okay, just let it go, honey.”
You hugged your father tightly and started crying, unable to hold it back any longer. You felt the voices in your head disappear. As if it would never come again.
Jensen let Y/n cry. He knew that crying was good for him in such situations. After a while, when he realized that she had stopped crying, "Do you want to talk about it?" asked.
You shook your head no. You didn't want to talk.
"Okay whatever you want baby" Jensen said knowing it wasn't right to push her. "Shall we go out?" Asked. he pulled back to look at her daughter's face, "Maybe we can get ice cream." he said, smiling at her
You looked at your father and gave him a small smile. You were happy, thinking that the fact that he wanted to spend time with you meant that he wanted you. You nodded your head yes and hugged your father again.
Jensen returned the hug and looked down at his daughter's plate, where she had eaten almost nothing. "But finish your meal first," he said, as if to a small child.
You giggled and said "okay" as you continued to hug your father.
After wandering around for a while and eating ice cream, you returned home. Yourself were feeling tired.
Jensen looked at his daughter "are you okay honey?" Asked. He watched him carefully the entire time they were out, wondering what was triggering her anxiety.
"Yes, I'm fine, just tired. I cried a lot today and it's tiring." You said.
"Y/n," Jensen looked at his daughter tenderly and placed his hands on her shoulders, "next time you feel like today, come to me, okay? Or go to your mother. No matter what the topic is, no matter how ridiculous you think it is, come to us, Deal?" Said. He didn't want her to feel alone.
You looked at your father and shook your head.
Jensen,"I want to hear it, deal?" he said again.
"We agreed." You said and smiled at your father, but you weren't sure about it.
"Okay, now go rest, you look really tired." Jensen said as he playfully pushed his daughter forward.
“Good night, Dad,” as you walked to your room. you said
Jensen, "Good night baby, I love you." he called after his daughter.
A FEW WEEKS LATER
After talking to your father, the voices left you. Everything was going well after that day, but recently you started hearing voices again. You felt restless and tense. You were sitting in your room, on the bean bag chair in front of the window. It was late afternoon and it was a sunny, warm day outside.
Your father told you to come to him if it happened again, but you couldn't. That's why you decided to talk to your Uncle Jared. Actually, you weren't sure about it either, but you knew that he would understand you. You texted your Uncle Jared, told him you wanted to talk about some books, and he came back with a text saying he was waiting for you. You always did this but now you just used it as an excuse, that wasn't the point.
"Dad?" When you came downstairs, you called out to your father.
Jensen, "I'm on the balcony, honey!" he called out. He was sitting in one of the armchairs and looking at his computer.
When he went out to the balcony, "Hey, what's up?" you asked. You walked to your father. You saw the little ones and your mother playing in the garden.
"I'm checking my e-mail," Jensen said to his daughter. He could tell Y/n wanted to say something. "Talk," he took a sip of his coffee and started typing something on his computer.
You looked at your father, frowned and smiled, "how did you know?" you asked, You sat on the empty single seat.
"It's not difficult, you are my daughter," he said. He winked at his daughter.
"I was wondering if I could go to my uncle Jared's today, I want to talk about a few books," you said.
"Sure you can go honey, you haven't done this in a long time." Jensen said.
"Yes. Okay," you said as you stood up, "I'm going to get ready and leave, can you tell my mom?"
Jensen, "Okay honey, drive carefully." Said.
You left the balcony and went to your room to get ready.
Jared met Y/n at the door “Hey, I missed you kiddo,” he said, wrapping his arms around his niece.
“Hey Uncle Jared, I missed you too,” you said. You hugged him tightly and just stayed there.
Jared waited for Y/n to finish the hug, but she didn't. Thinking something was wrong, he asked, "lollipop, is everything okay?" Asked.
Jared named you lollipop when you were a kid. You were always walking around with a candy bar in your mouth. You still do.
You finished the hug, “I didn't actually come to talk to you about books, Uncle Jared,” you admitted. You couldn't understand why this was so hard to do; asking for help.
“What's wrong Y/n, are you okay?” Jared looked intently at his nephew.
"I'm fine, it's just ı," you took a deep breath and turned your gaze to the ground, "I can't stop it," you said. Your voice was hoarse due to the urge to cry.
Jared frowned in concern "what can't you stop, Y/n?" Asked
“Voices,” you said.
Jared understood and pulled her back onto his lap. "Oh lollipop, I got you"
The two of you walked inside and went into the living room. Gen and the children were nowhere to be seen. You didn't ask about them, for some reason you didn't wonder. You sat up, pulling your knees to your chest and hugging your legs, and started playing with the skin around your nails. Jared sat right across from you.
Jared stared at his nephew for a moment, it hurt his heart to see her like this. He knew what pain of the soul was like and he wouldn't want anyone to experience that, especially those he loved. Y/n had struggled with anxiety for a while and had gotten over it in a very short time. He could more or less guess what the voice inside his nephew's head was saying, but he was older now and maybe the topic was different, so he decided to ask.
"Y/n, do you want to tell me about the voices?" he asked gently.
"It's about my family. I feel like I'm extra, I mean, voices tell me I am. My mom and dad say they love me, but something tells me it's not like that, they're bored of me." You said. You swallowed and took a deep breath. You were going to say what worried you the most, but you didn't know how to express it, you felt like it would come true once you said it.
Jared's guess was correct, this was what he was worried about before. he knew it wasn't true, she knew how much Jensen loved her, how Danneel cared for her even though he wasn't her biological child, but he also knew how anxiety takes over.
He could tell Y/n was pausing, struggling to say what was bothering her most. He leaned forward and took Y/n's hands, "kid, whatever it is you can tell me, it's okay. You don't have to deal with this alone, you're not alone Y/n." Said. By giving him confidence.
You looked at your uncle Jared, you weren't surprised that he could tell because he was just as worried as you. "I feel like if I say it, it will come true." You said. You started playing with the skin around your nails.
Jared grabbed Y/n's hands again to stop what she was doing. He knew that ever since he was little, he had a habit of doing this when he was worried.
“Let it go, kid,” Jared said.
"I'm afraid they'll leave me." You confessed by saying. Your voice came out quieter than you intended and your eyes began to water. You bowed your head and began to cry silently.
Jared sat down next to his nephew and pulled him onto his lap "oh, come here," he said. "It's okay, it's okay, honey. I got you."
You let him hug you and continued to cry. You hadn't cried in front of anyone in a long time and you didn't want to stop it now.
A little later you said, "she left me and now I'm afraid that one day everyone will leave me." "I'm so sick of this, Uncle Jared." You added.
Jared realized that Y/n was talking about her biological mother. "I understand you, Y/n, but hey," he tried to look at her face, "trust me, this won't happen. You're a great kid and I wouldn't do this. Lollipop, we love you so much, your daddy loves you so much. That man misses you so much when he's away. That, You should understand from the fact that he is constantly video chatting with you." He said playfully, half hoping Y/n would smile.
You smiled softly, having stopped crying, and turned your attention to your Uncle Jared. His words were healing you, guiding you.
"None of those sounds will ever come true. You know how I know," Jared returned his nephew's smile.
You nodded your head "yes I know" you said.
Jared continued speaking, "Thank you for trusting me and coming to talk, lollipop. You can talk to me about anything, but if you want to go to therapy again, I can arrange that." He offered to Y/n.
You hadn't thought about going to therapy, but you knew it would be good for you. "It could be." You said. "Uncle Jared, my father told me to come to him if I was worried like this, but I couldn't and came to you. So, will my father be upset about this?" you asked. It suddenly occurred to you and you were worried about it.
Jared, "No, I don't think so, on the contrary, he will be happy about it. It takes courage to do this, Y/n. You don't want to live with this and you want help. Asking for help is not wrong, on the contrary, it is the right thing you can do and you did it, lollipop, I am proud of you." Said. He smiled proudly at her niece as he tucked her hair behind her ear.
You looked at him with teary eyes, jumped on him and hugged him tightly, "thank you, Uncle Jared,"
Jared laughed, surprised by her sudden hug, "always Lollipop." He said and returned the hug.
"When will you stop calling me lollipop?" You asked as you hugged.
Jared, "Hmm, when are you going to stop eating lollipops?" He answered the question with a question.
"Never!" You said and giggled.
"Well, then I'll just keep doing it." Said.
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Title: You Found Me
Second Chapter
Warnings: Smut. Lots and lots of smut. Sex gifs. Cussing.
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I woke up to the sound of my alarm, set every morning for 7 am. I really need to turn that thing off, I don’t have to work my shit job anymore.
“Sweetheart, what’s - what’s goin’ on?” Dean rubs his eyes and looks at me, squinting from just waking up. He has the most confused, adorable look on his face and it makes me look at him and giggle. “You’re so cute, Dean.”
The sight in front of me was so gorgeous. I’ve been wanting this for a long time. You have no idea how much I have missed the man in front of me.
“Yeah, I missed you too.” He looks up at me with a guilty gaze. “I didn’t want to leave you.” He looks down at the part of the bed I was sleeping in.
Noticing the look on his face, I sit down in the spot he’s laying in and I tilt his jaw gently to face me. “You did what you had to. You’re here now and that’s what matters.” I kiss him slowly, my hands cupping his jaw.
“No, I mean I had no choice. I wouldn’t leave you, ever.” He had a look on his face, anger mixed with pain. “I- I just didn’t have a choice.”
“Tell me what happened.” I know he wouldn’t just leave, and I’ve been thinking about that since he picked me up from that dumb ass job. “I know you didn’t want to leave, so what made you?” This isn’t anger, it’s worry.
“I can’t talk about that right now.” His face was stern.
I leaned into him. I kissed him, then I whispered in his ear. “When you can, I’ll be here. I’m here now.”
Dean backed away to look at me. “Damn right you are.”
The look on his face was intense. His eyes were so green. His eyes always did that whenever he wanted to have sex with me. He didn’t take his eyes off me, he knew that I knew what he wanted.
“Dean, it’s been a while since I’ve done it.” I felt so stupid saying this to him. It made me feel so pathetic saying it out loud.
“How long, sweetheart?”
“Since, the night before you left. The sex we had that night. I haven’t done it with anyone else.” My cheeks were so red, I knew they were. I had to look like an idiot standing in front of him saying all this.
“What? Since, that was -“
“A long time ago, I know.” I finished his sentence.
“Sweetheart, that’s, that’s amazing.” He had a look on his face I’ve never seen before. He leaned in and kissed me gently, ending the kiss by biting my bottom lip. “You’re amazing.”
“Dean, I love you.” I couldn’t help it, it flew out of my mouth. I meant every word of it, but I know how he is with this kind of thing so I’ve never told him until now. It feels good and scary all at the same time, telling him.
“I know you do, sweetheart.” He kissed me again.
Dean crawls on top of me, I can feel his boner against my body. I couldn’t help but moan when I felt him on me like that. He whispers in my ear, “baby, I love it when you moan for me.” He grinds against my leg. “I wanna feel you.”
“Dean, please.” I begged him. I couldn’t help it.
Dean moved his hips at the sound of my voice, letting me feel how hard he is.
“Please, please Dean, I need it.” Dean smirked down at me. You want more, baby?” His voice is like honey.
“Yes, Dean please. Please fuck me. I need it so b -“ and the door slammed open. It was Sam.
I heard a low “fuck” in my right ear.
“Uh, damn - Wait, is that -?” Sam was so surprised.
“Hey, Sam.” Fuck. I did miss him too, but fuck. He always did have horrible timing.
“I’ll go, sorry -“ I can’t kick him out of his own room.
“You’re okay.” Dean gave me a stare that would kill me if it could. I bit my lip looking down at his red chest, sitting in my own wet.
“O -okay.” He looked so embarrassed.
“Sorry, Sammy.” Dean sounded so pissed.
“I’m sorry.” I whisper into Dean’s ear.
Sam walks into the bathroom to get ready for bed. I immediately get on top of Dean. I slide myself onto his hard and throbbing cock. His hands are on my hips, grabbing me hard, looking into my eyes like I cooked him a whole ass meal.
“Damn, your pussy is so tight. You feel so good.” His voice was shaky and on edge. I knew he was about to cum, so I slowed down and I rolled my hips, grabbing my boobs in front of him. “Dean, I’ve been needing this.”
I feel his nails dig into my sides. “Fuck, I missed this.”
I bite my lip when he says that. Something about him cussing during sex, it’s so hot. I roll my nipples between my fingers, moaning Dean’s name so loud I know Sam heard me, but I didn’t give a fuck.
“I’m about to cum.” I could feel it. I leaned down and I sucked on his neck. Whenever I knew he was about to explode in me, I leaned up so I could look at him. He squeezed my ass as I rolled my hips.
“Fuck, fuck” he is so so close. I am, too. But I always like to wait and cum with him. I can feel his skin on my clit, getting me closer and closer. I feel the grip on my ass tighten as hot juices fill me. “Dean, don’t stop I’m coming - DEAN!” I scream his name as I clench around him. My hips are rolling, and I slow down, my body almost twitching as I finish on him.
“That, that was beautiful.” Deans voice was breathy, his chest and neck covered in sweat. “You are beautiful.”
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A Cry for Help
Summary: Jensen see something one night that makes him think his daughter is in trouble. He confronts her, only to find out its deeper than he thought…
Pairing: Jensen x daughter!reader
Warnings: language, angst, drug addiction, sexual assault (non-graphic)
A/N #1: The reader is 16-17 years old for this series. Danneel and Jensen are married, Danneel is not reader’s mother, JJ and the twins are included, and the reader has dyslexia.
Part 1 (Coming Soon)
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Bonus Chapter
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#jensen ackles#daughter reader#supernatural imagine series#jared and jensen#jensen x daughter!reader#jensen and danneel#teenage issues#angst#fluff#fatherslove#drug addict
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Makes me so jealous! She gets this man anytime she wants!!
#jensenacklesedit#jensen imagine#jensen and danneel#jensen fucking ackles#jensen ackles#jealousy#lovely#pretty#because jensen ackles#beautiful man#beanie!jensen#just can't get enough
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I feel like this is an excellent time to get back on my Weird Girl Jensen soap box.
#spn cast#jensen ackles#he isn't a normie he just looks Like That#he's a triple pisces he produced a gay love story between a clown banana and a giant dick as his PASSION PROJECT#he took 50 years of disparate fandom tropes into his body and synthesized omegaverse#he makes otherwise boring people say the most interesting shit imaginable trying to describe his physical beauty and presence#he married DANNEEL and loves MISHA#two of the most delightfully weird people!#he makes little music videos with his wife for fun#he considers a character he played for 15 years one of his best friends#he moved to the mountains of colorado with no snow survival skills#just so he could live out his swiftie folklore evermore cosplay dreams on camera#he. is. a. little. FREAK and I love him for it#this isn't all my points this isn't even one percent of my points#weird girl jensen
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imagine an absolute dean girl and an absolute cas girl getting married... that's just jensen and danneel ackles
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Part 1
#polls#spn#supernatural#spn actors#jim beaver#briana buckmaster#rachel miner#genevieve padalecki#katie cassidy#danneel ackles#lisa berry#richard speight jr#mark pellegrino#felicia day#jake abel
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I just need to vent for a second.
More and more I'm thankful for the blogs who are not afraid to call out something problematic that Jensen Ackles says or does. I'm not looking to pile on the guy. We're all human, but when someone says something that isn't right, as a society we tend to call it out for what it is: racism, sexism, homophobia, or just plain wrong. That church abuse joke, the Brendan Fraser Whale comment, the misogynistic and homophobic comments he's made in the past are all wrong.
Can someone grow and learn to be a better human? Sure. We all do that every single day as time passes. I like to think that Jensen has grown quite a bit in some areas and has learned. But those two recent "jokes" were not okay. One is incredibly fatphobic and fat-shaming while the other is literally disregarding the hundreds of victims who suffered sexual abuse in the Catholic church over decades. Do I think that he stood there both times and thought of the bigger picture? No. I think he just said what came to mind because they're both funny to him so they should be funny to his AA's. But I think what flabbergasts me is that they were! There are still AA's traversing this site and other social media that are defending them, particularly the church joke. Saying that if we call it out for the problematic statement that it was, if we don't immediately laugh, then we're not true fans of Jensen, we don't understand his humor, there's something wrong with us, we're just looking to hate on him, and all that crap. And it's like, no, there is something wrong with YOU if you find that funny and then would even defend that. Why is it that common sense continues to elude AA's when it comes to the topic of Jensen? Is he an attractive guy? Yes. Does he seem like the perfectly wrapped package for some? Sure. Are some of these same people obsessed with him? Yep. But that shouldn't completely eradicate common sense and empathy (I'm being kind here). Can you imagine having suffered sexual abuse or knowing someone who had and hearing that had you been in that room or watched the video? Can you (general you) imagine how you would feel?
I just don't get it. The thing is, I don't hate Jensen, I don't want to pick him apart just because, I used to have massive respect for him actually until the last few years, starting with that whole "bitch Alba" machismo crap of a podcast interview (proving some of that good ol' boy misogyny is still alive and well, but well hidden). And these last two instances have left me even more disappointed but sad to say, I'm not surprised. Shocked, yes, but not surprised. I don't wish him ill and I do still hope for the best for him, personally and professionally, but he's a celebrity, an actor, another human being on the planet subject to the same laws of physics and the universe as everyone else. He may have more money than some, fame, and however much of a following on social media, but underneath all that, he's just a man, another human like any other. Born to parents like other humans, grew up and went to school like other kids, started a career like other people after school ended, got married like other people do, had kids like other people do, and on and on and on. He literally gets up every day and puts on his pants the same way as many other people on the planet do every single day. He's not this messiah-like figure for crying out loud who is above everyone else. So why do they act like he is? Why can't they see the forest for the trees? You can be a fan of his and still have common sense and live on planet Earth.
His stanbase really needs a fucking reality check. Had Jared said that, he'd be in deep shit. Had Misha or Danneel said that (and I am no fan of theirs), they'd be in trouble. Had Henry Cavil or Tom Cruise made that joke? Forget it. Canceled. Hell, if Trump or Biden made that joke, oof. So why would his stanbase not hesitate to call out any of those people had they made that problematic joke but when Jensen does it, suddenly the calling out process starts and we are immediately gaslit and made to feel ashamed for calling it out? By these very same people?
I know the answer but I just had to get this off my chest and I figured you would have the most understanding seeing as you've dealt with his stanbase time and time again. Thank you for letting me vent.
Anon 🧡🧡🧡 You expressed something I feel too and you did it with so much clarity, in a grounded, balanced, beautiful way. Thank you!
It's truly creepy how distorted views become when AA's are driven by lust blindly.
I think the most heartbreaking thing in all of this is: that Jensen is buying his own hype and thinks he is above everything so he makes such jokes and feels entitled to approval. He is letting the overblown image they created be his self image and is, in many ways, just as blind as they are. This worries because it's very easy to lose balance and do stupid things when we become wrapped up in a false sense of self. I really wish Jensen had good rolemodel around him because I truly believe that if he did he would make an amazing leader. 😳
I deeply loved reading your thoughts on the way Jensen is perceived so thank you for sharing. 🧡
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You don't have to post this if you don't want to but I just had some thoughts.
You know what kills me about this whole lawsuit issue? Jensen said after the show was done filming, after the finale aired, that he was proud of it with everyone involved and what they accomplished. Yet this injury obviously took place during filming and whatever his and Danneel's responsibilities as EP's might be in this scenario, whether they were present or not, you can't tell me they weren't told about the injury happening. Especially since their production company was involved. We know major studios like WB has insurance and of course there's workman's comp, but I can't imagine that a production company that puts in its own $ into said production wouldn't have something similar or at the very least be affected in some way. Meaning there is NO way he and Danneel didn't hear about this injury and the circumstances surrounding it.
And yet he still said he was proud of it, knowing this (even if he may not have known definitively that a lawsuit was coming at that time) had happened and how it happened. And that just...there's no words.
Sometimes I really wish I could just ask him "what are you doing, man?" Or even why he apparently feels the way he does about people working in shitty conditions like we saw with Rust and other stuff going on with The Winchesters, especially after encountering and experiencing some of these himself in his career. Like why was it so important for Led Zeppelin to be in the finale compared to hiring competent people who wouldn't put the cast and crew in jeopardy? Literally, for me, the past 2 and a half years, I just have so many questions for this guy, this being the latest round.
And this latest event definitely throws shade on Danneel proclaiming that she "protected" Meg on that Drama Queens podcast. I know it's not the same context but if she was supposedly paying that much close attention, there's no way she didn't know about the injury and it's circumstances, either.
Just shady all around. This honestly leaves me very disappointed in Jensen. Most people's experiences leave them with empathy. His appears to have done the opposite for him if this situation and his Rust remarks are anything to go by. The "little people" matter, too. And I really thought he had learned that through his career.
You make some really good points, so of course I'll post your ask!
I will say that regardless of some of the questionable hires and practices that the Ackles put into place, I'm sure there were still a lot of very hard-working people both in the cast and crew of TW. It's okay to be proud of the work they did. (Though, as a whole, there's very little to be proud of in the end result).
For as often as Jensen talks in cons about befriending the crew on SPN and other shows, his actions and words outside of cons prove he really doesn't think much of them. It makes it seem like he only befriends them to ensure that they make him look good, not because he actually cares.
As for what Danneel said on Drama Queens? I hadn't heard that, but I can imagine the only protection she offered Meg was from herself if Meg dared go after her man. We already know there wasn't any protection for Meg when she was forced to work while being incredibly sick.
#ask box#anti jensen#anti danneel#anti spn prequel#the winchesters lawsuit#what a train wreck#the show and the producers
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Legit me around jackles
Jensen Ackles: *sneezes*
Me: Thank You
Jensen Ackles: *Eats*
Me: Thank you
Jensen Ackles: *Breathes*
Me: Thank you
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Celebrity Next Door - Chapter 10
Pairings: Jensen Ackles & Reader (Read as first person!)
Series Summary: Moving to a new location is difficult but living next to somebody you’d never expect to meet, and catching feelings? That’s damn near impossible to comprehend.
Chapter Summary: This was one of those days i should have stayed in bed.
Warnings: Heavy Angst!!! Fighting, swearing, crying, glass breaking. It's bad. Sorry.
Series Masterlist here! Main masterlist here!
My back was aching from the concrete wall that I've been sat against for the past three hours.
Eyes burning, cheeks swollen, lips chapped.
I was a mess, I knew it. I couldn't imagine how Jensen was doing, I shouldn't want to know but I loved him, I couldn't stay mad.
How did it all go wrong so damn fast? This morning was filled with laughs, smiles, moans and kisses, and tonight I was left with cries and shouts, broken glass and pain.
I never expected this, I never wanted this.
--- A few hours earlier---
His hand was tight on mine, squeezing the skin so hard it nearly hurt but I didn't care, I was used to it. Jensen was usually a cool headed guy, he was kind and patient and understanding, but something about Danneel really put him on edge.
Every single time they got together, it went the same way. She would say goodbye or hello to the kids, I'd sit on the porch with them or we would go straight inside, Jensen would stay out to talk and every time he came in cold and angry.
I thought today would have been better considering we just spent a weekend with the kiddos at the beach and the markets, playing and laughing. I thought he would be okay but god was I wrong.
Because as soon as she pulled her car into the driveway, his grip on my hand tightened nearly to the point where it hurt. His whole body went tense and there was a tremble to his usual calm body.
Something was off.
She swayed out of the car and towards us. Arms crossed over her chest. A sly smile on her red lipstick stained lips.
Jensen stood from his spot, hand letting go of mine. She didn’t bother turning to say hello to me or even offer that knowing smile she always had plastered. Her eyes were stuck on Jensen’s and his on hers.
From what I know, they had a phone conversation yesterday. But I was not told anything about what was said. It was clear that whatever conversation they had yesterday was affecting both of their moods today.
I stood from my spot and turned towards the door, “I’ll go get the kids and make sure their ready to go.”
Danneels eyes finally met mine, “Yes please do.”
I nodded and turned to leave, my stomach twisting at the way Jensen was staring back at her. Jaw tight and eyes cold. It reminded me of the day we met, along with the time he screamed at me on the stairs.
I hated seeing him like this.
Katie and Kevin we’re basically ready, smiles erupting on their face as they raced out to see their mom. It was amazing how us humans could fake emotions because as soon as the kids ran outside, her deep frown changed to a bright smile. Arms wrapped around them tightly. It was like there was no anger laying in the air previously.
Jensen moved towards the kids, wrapping them both in a classic yet slightly held back hug. “Bye guys I’ll see you soon okay?”
I waved goodbye to the kids before I turned to leave, Jensen’s hand moving tight on my arm. “You don’t need to go inside. Your fine here.”
The tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I had no idea why he didn’t want me to leave, but a part of me hated him for it because the way her eyes were burning into my face, I felt completely uncomfortable.
The car door shut, all little ears were hidden by the glass windows and we were left able to speak freely. Daneel started, stepping closer to us, arms crossed over, venom in her eyes. “I’m not changing my mind Jensen.”
“I’m not letting you take my fucking kids away from me Daneel.” He barked, causing me to jump.
Her voice rose as she stepped closer, “I never said I was taking them away from you, I’m just not going to live in Los Angeles anymore when my real home is in Texas.”
He shook his head and sighed, the anger filling to the brim. I wanted to get out of there, to let them handle this by themselves but the grip on my arm was tight and I didn’t want to bring any attention to myself by scurrying inside.
She scoffed and stepped back, “Why are you still even in LA anyways? Your home is in Texas. We only stayed here while you were doing auditions.”
He stayed quiet, his grip loosened enough for her to notice. She smirked and shook her head, “Oh I see, your only here for your girlfriend.”
His head rose up and a new type of anger flashed in his eyes. She laughed and I could feel the air tighten. It was going to get bad fast.
“So you have the balls to tell me that I’m ripping this family apart, that I’m taking the kids away from you yet the only reason you're still here is for your flavour of the month? Seriously?”
He let go completely, stepping closer towards her with a look that could kill on his face. “Do. Not.”
“Don’t sit there and bitch to me about staying here. There’s no reason for you to be here except for her. Your the one giving up your kids.”
With that, he stormed off. Leaving me alone outside with his ex wife who was still fuming. My cheeks burned red in embarrassment at her words, regret and sadness filling me quickly as I wondered if it was true.
She shook her head and turned towards the car, stopping suddenly to turn back towards me. This time the anger disappeared and a sad look was spread across her face.
“I’m sorry he got you involved in that. You seem like a good person, Katie talks highly of you. But Jensen isn’t thinking clearly. He snaps at me for wanting to go home. I only came here for him and that’s over. It’s time to grow up and he’s sacrificing his life in Texas to be with somebody he just met not long ago. And he says I’m tearing his kids away from him.”
My mouth gaped open and shut, unsure of what to say or do. This really wasn’t my place to say anything but I couldn’t help but wonder if she was right. Was he sacrificing his life just for me?
“So this house…”
She shrugged, “Is just another house we have, another convenient place to stay while we have filming or auditions to do. When we ended things, I stayed at a hotel and he stayed here to get some space. I got my own house in Texas a month ago and expected him to come back, move back into his house but he never did.”
“And you think it’s because of me?”
She shrugged sadly, “I’m not trying to be a bitch. I’m not sure what Jensen told you about me but I’m not like that. I’m glad he seems happy with you but c'mon, why else would he be here? He doesn’t even really like LA that much.”
I nodded sadly and turned to leave. My anxiety was at an all time high, if this was true than I was pulling a family apart. Yes, their not together but I’m keeping him out of his home, I’m making it harder for him to visit his kids. I couldn’t be that person.
I dreaded walking inside after that conversation, I had no idea what to expect or what even to say. How am I supposed to pretend everything is okay if what she said was true.
As soon as I stepped inside and shut the door, I could feel the angst covering every inch of the walls. I knew that today was going to be bad, I should have just left. But I hated knowing that I was the reason this was happening, that this was my fault. I wasn't worth all of this.
The house was quiet except for my heart pounding in my ears, the air was thin and I felt like I was going to pass out. I've seen Jensen angry before, Hell-that's how our relationship started, but I've never seen him pushed to this point and it scared the hell out of me.
I walked into the kitchen and spotted him immediately by the island, hands placed face down on the counter, shoulders tense and heaving. I walked slowly behind him, reaching my hand up to touch his shoulder before I stopped. Her words playing in my head like a broken record.
"Why else would he be here? The only reason you're still here is for your flavour of the month."
"Jensen.." I whispered, my voice so low I thought maybe he didn't hear me.
He lifted his head slowly before wiping his face and turning towards me, the same anger filled expression plastered onto his face sending shivers down my spine.
I lowered my head and attempted to hide the vulnerability that surrounded me like a wet blanket. I didn't want him feeling bad or giving him any reason to have to comfort me, when it is I who is the issue here, not him.
My voice shook slightly, a lump already forming in my throat. "I think I should go."
He stayed still, eyes boring into mine. "Why?"
I shrugged and bit my lip, "I just.. I don't think me being here is going to help anything, not right now."
He sighed and shook his head, crossing his arms tightly against himself as he leaned against the counter. The cold look was staying, and he couldn't pull himself out.
"You talked to Daneel didn't you?"
I shrugged in response, not wanting to be that person who tattled or caused more issues, I didn't mean to get involved but it happened, actually he caused me to be involved. I could have lived without knowing that conversation but it was too late now.
He stepped closer slowly, arms dropping to his sides. "And you believe her?"
I lifted my head, catching his burning red eyes and immediately forced my head back down. "I mean, it's not that I believe her, but she was right about there not being a solid reason for you being here except for me."
He shook his head and moved back around the corner, my eyes caught the gaze of his fists clenched on the counter, anger filling his being entirely. "She doesn't fucking know anything Y/N!"
I flinched at the way his voice carried through the living room, vibrating the walls. He's never yelled at me before, and I never really thought he would. But now that he was, I wanted to run home and cry.
He lowered his head, clearing his throat before continuing. "I can't believe you would even listen to her. You don't know the full story, you can't just get involved at the drop of a hat."
This time anger filled me, i never wanted to get involved, I never wanted to be forced into the awkward and heart wrenching argument that occurred outside, why would i sit there and do that to myself, for shits and giggles? Yet here he was, acting like the two girls were bonding over coffee, talking shit.
I stepped closer and finally lifted my head to face him, "Your the one who got me involved! I tried to fucking leave and you forced me to stay and listen to all the nasty things she had to say, most of them sounding fucking true enough to tear me apart."
An angry laugh escaped his throat as he shook his head towards me, eyes narrowing as if he was trying to burn me alive. "You believe her."
I rolled my eyes and sighed, "I never said that."
"You said most of them are true."
I nodded frantically, "Yes. The fact that your home is in Texas, true. The fact that your kid's schools are in Texas, true. The fact that you haven't been working here or going to auditions, so there is no reason for you to be here, true."
He pushed himself off the counter as a new wave of anger hit him, "Do NOT fucking tell me where my home is, you have no idea the reasons why I'm here, you just decide to listen to my fucking ex wife instead of me."
I scoffed and backed up, "Listen to you!? You've never told me fuck all about anything Jensen!"
He opened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it, clenching his jaw so hard I thought he was going to break a tooth. Turning his back to me, the anger I had inside was building. He only wanted to yell and scream and right now, blame me for all of this because I was here.
"I think I should go home." I stated.
He turned around so fast that I nearly jumped out of my skin, anger and sadness radiating off of him. "So that's it eh? Your done?"
I shook my head, "That's not what I sai-"
"Just fucking go. I'm not going to beg you to stay."
I stepped closer and rolled my eyes, "That's not what I am saying."
I could feel the panic in the room rising, both of us were scared to fight for what we wanted, we were both scared to speak, to stop and confess how we really felt about eachother. We had the walls up and nobody was making a move to break them down.
He turned away from me as his shoulders slumped, fists clenched tight and his whole body tense. My heart was pounding in my ears, air getting thin, i didn't know what the right move was.
I stepped closer carefully, quietly, scared to make too big of a movement and set him off further, I thought maybe just a touch would bring him to reality but I was wrong. I should have left, why didn't I leave?
My hand reached his shoulder and he jumped away, the movement causing him to swing his arm back and knock the coffee pot off the counter, glass shattering all over the room.
His eyes glared into mine, not even noticing the mess he just created. "Fucking leave Y/N! You said you wanted to leave so go!"
"I never said I wanted to leave, I said I should go home because it's clear you need space."
He scoffed, "You are just siding with her, believing her. Your giving us up because it's clearly not worth it right?"
I could feel the hot lava of anger boiling underneath my skin, How could he sit there and accuse me of not thinking this was worth it when that was my number one fear and insecurity the entire time, that I was not worth it.
"You do NOT get to fucking tell me that, you don't get to accuse me of not thinking this is worth it, I think that I'M not worth it."
He shook his head in response, his own defensiveness rising, not letting him think clearly. "Maybe it's true."
I felt like he slapped me across the face, tears rushed in my eyes and I staggered back. I could tell from the look on his face that he regretted saying it, that he didn't mean it but the walls were up and we were scared, terrified of shutting down, to feeling emotions.
"Y-You... oh... Wow.. okay." I stuttered, pushing my head in my hands to try and compose myself. He stood his ground, his mouth gaping open slightly like he so desperately wanted to say something but he couldn't, what could he say?
I rushed past him ready to get out of here, to get back home where I can cry and break apart in peace. I rushed towards the front door not noticing the glass as I stepped on a shard, instantly cutting my foot.
I fell on my knees and swore out, staring at the rather big piece of glass stuck in my foot. Jensen rushed around as soon as he heard it, hands reaching out as if he was going to help but the look on my face stopped him dead in his tracks. "Don't."
He frowned and shook his head, "Your bleeding."
"What do you care? I'll take care of it myself."
The panic and anger was so high, as soon as i stood up i ignored the pain, ignored the blood. I rushed to the door grabbing my bag and coat and quickly went outside, slamming the door behind me.
I practically ran back to my house, tears pouring down, chest tight. I felt like my entire world crumbled around me.
And now here I was hours later.
My back was aching from the concrete wall that I've been sat against for the past three hours.
Eyes burning, cheeks swollen, lips chapped.
I was a mess, I knew it. I couldn't imagine how Jensen was doing, I shouldn't want to know but I loved him, I couldn't stay mad.
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Losses and Gains 4- Something Wrong
Author’s Note: This is the fourth chapter of Losses and Gains, the second part of To Have it All. This is Something More...from Jensen's side!
Second Author's note: I'm sorry this took so damn long to get out. I won't bore you with the details but I'm on new meds and things should be getting better from now on. Love all of you that have stuck around.
Summary: Jensen is having trouble letting go...and maybe he's imagining it, but it seems Y/n is having troubles too.
Pairing: Jensen x Reader, background Reader x Tom Hiddleston
Word count: 3386
Story Warnings: open marriage, mentions of depression and heartbreak, bad things, alcohol as a crutch, anger, fighting
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"What did you do?!" Misha's voice went up by at least three octaves as he pointed to the workers taking my broken flatscreen out to the dumpster so they could fit the new one in its place.
“It broke,” I responded, hoping that he wouldn’t press. It’s Misha, though, so of course, he insisted.
“How?!”
“Coffee machine slipped. It’s fine. I got a new one coming.”
“A new TV or a new coffee machine?”
I rolled my eyes. “Both. It’s not a big deal, Misha. Seriously.”
“Hey, is everything okay? I mean, I don’t wanna pry but-”
“Then don’t,” I interrupted. “I’m fine. Everything is fine.”
“Oh…kay,” he said skeptically. “Well…have you heard about Y/n and Tom Hiddleston? Ya know, I knew something was going on between them. I could just see them together…and they are a cute couple, don’t you think?”
I had to stop myself from stomping away like a fucking child. Misha didn’t know, and I couldn’t let him in on it now, so I made an excuse. “Yeah, they’re adorable. I’m gonna go check on the movers.”
I was standing off to the side, watching them put my new TV on its mount, when the trailer rocked, and Jared stepped up into the kitchenette with me. “So, I take it you saw Tom’s post?” He ran his hand over the dent in the fridge. I didn’t look at him, just gave a nod as I watched the workers. “You took it out on your stuff this time, not Danneel, so I guess that’s progress.”
I clenched my jaw for a minute before turning to him. “She didn’t even want him to tell people. You know that, right?”
“But he could tell people…and that’s what you’re upset about.”
“You think I’m jealous?”
“You think you’re not?” He scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “You can’t be that deluded, Ackles. All of this is because you’re jealous of him, that he can give her what you never could. You don’t want her happy.”
“I’m not--Of course, I want her happy, Jared.”
“Only if she’s with you.” I focused on the workers again. “You’re sabotaging your marriage. You’re sabotaging yourself. All because you don’t want her to find happiness with anyone else.”
“I’m not sabotaging shit.”
“You’re sabotaging everything.” He stepped in front of me, obscuring my view to force me to focus on him. I stared at his shoulder, but I refused to look at his face. “You have to stop this. You have to learn how to deal. You have to let her be happy with someone else.”
“Is she?” My jaw clenched as I let my eyes jump to his. “She’s barely even talking to anybody anymore. Kim and Bri haven’t heard from her in weeks. When’s the last time she called you?”
He looked away this time. “She’d tell us if she were having problems.”
“No, she wouldn’t,” I whispered, angrily. “She knows she’s made her bed and she would fucking lay in it, Jared. That’s who she is. She doesn’t wanna hurt anyone so she’d stick it out with him because that’s the option that she thinks will hurt the fewest people! So, what if she’s not happy? Jared, what if he’s…” I looked at my feet as tears popped up in my eyes. “What if she misses me?”
He sighed and reached out to pull me into a hug. “Of course, she does. She can miss you and be happy with him. She was in love with you, too, and that didn’t go away. It’s gonna be okay. You just gotta breathe and focus on the good, man.”
I swallowed down my tears and pulled away from him. “I don’t know if I can do it. She’s coming back next week. I don’t think I can be in the same place as her and not…not fucking break, man.”
He ran his hand through his hair and turned to look at the new TV as the workers turned it on to test it. “She’ll be here next week. I can check on her. She won’t be able to lie to me…not to my face. I’ll make sure she’s okay.”
“You’d do that for me?”
“She’s still my friend, too, Jay…and you’re right. She hasn’t been talking. I hope that she’s just busy and things are good but she hasn’t been talking to anybody. Fuck, Misha said she hasn’t even been responding to his incessant emails about GISH.”
I looked at my boots and sighed a little. "I'm sure I'm just overreacting. Seeing trouble because I want it to be there. She's probably MIA because she's busy and she's spending all her extra focus on him."
Jared smiled and patted my shoulder. "That's the most introspective, clear-headed thing you've said since Atlanta. Maybe you will get through this with your life intact."
He walked out as the workmen handed me a new remote and asked if I needed anything else before they left. I shook my head and thanked them. Only one person could give me what I needed...and I couldn’t call her.
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I spent the next few days thinking I was getting better. I was improving. I was talking to Dee again, video chatting every day and not wanting to ignore her existence completely. I wasn't drowning in bitterness anymore. I was gonna be okay, I could feel it.
Until Y/n drove her little Nissan rental car onto the lot. I was talking to the mechanics about a scene with the Impala when she got out and looked around. My throat went dry and I had to force myself to look away as she greeted several of the crew on her way to wardrobe. I excused myself from my conversation and...followed her, but not in a creeper way. I just wanted to see her.
Yeah, I know that seems creepy. That's why I didn't answer when Jared walked up to stand next to me as I was staring at the door of the makeup trailer, waiting for her to come out.
"What'cha doin'?" I just shrugged. "Y/n's in there?"
"Yep."
"I don't need to tell you how creepy it is for you to be standing out here like a stalker, do I?"
"Nope."
"Good, then I won’t. Go run lines with Alex or something, I'm gonna go say 'hi'." I nodded, not watching as he walking away. I just turned and headed for Alex's trailer so I wouldn't be tempted to stick around. I didn’t run lines, though, just let the kid provide a distracting conversation for me as I waiting for call so I could interrogate Jared.
He immediately seemed on the defense. "I didn't have a lot of time to talk to her. She was due on Second Unit so I only had a few minutes, but we're gonna get dinner tonight so I can talk to her a bit more in depth."
"Okay, but how'd she seem? She seem good? Did you ask her about Tom? Is she happy?" I whispered furiously as we headed for the motel set.
He hesitated. He fucking hesitated. "I...don't know. I'm sure she is but…"
"But what?" I demanded, stopping in my tracks.
He ran his hand through his hair and rubbed the back of her neck. "She didn't want the Facebook post. We all guessed that but...the way she excused it...I don’t know, Ackles, it just seemed...off. She said something about him making decisions for her because she doesn't make good decisions. It just seemed...wrong. I don't know exactly why but...I'm gonna get to the bottom of it at dinner, okay? I'm sure it's nothing but bad wording on her part."
My mind went rampaging through options but I didn't really have any. There was nothing I could do. Even if there was something wrong, what could I do? Absolutely nothing.
"Jared...if she's not happy with him, you have to convince her-"
"I'm not going to convince her of shit, dude. If she's not happy, she will figure it out eventually. She's smart and she got out of her bad marriage and she can get herself out of this if it's bad."
I didn't bring up the fact that Nate fucking cheated on her and left her. What would be the point? I just went to work. Had to focus on something.
~~~
"She swears she's happy," Jared said as we ate our breakfast burritos the next day.
"And do you believe her? What about Tom making decisions for her?"
"She's letting him make decisions because she thinks he's helping her."
"Yeah? How does telling the world about their relationship when she said she didn't want him to help her?"
Jared shrugged. "He's helping with her career and Nova, too, apparently. Did you know Nate is trying to get full custody? She's under a lot of stress. That's probably what I was picking up on yesterday, ya know."
I rolled my eyes. I remembered Nate threatening to go after custody but I didn't think he'd actually do it. "Bet he just wants child support out of her. He doesn't give a fuck about that little girl."
"Yeah, but...it is what it is. And it's part of why she's off. Honestly, I also think she's afraid to be too close with the Family because they are all such good friends with you and staying close to them...puts her in your circle."
I scoffed. "What, like I'm gonna make things hard for her if she's hanging with fuckin' Misha or something?"
"No, not intentionally, but hearing about you, knowing that they don't know, having to act like nothing happened between you...that's gotta be as hard for her as it is for you."
I chewed on my bottom lip for a moment before sighing. "I didn't mean for this to happen."
"Of course not, but it did. She's dealing with her end of it the best she can. You have to do the same. You getting over it might allow her to come back comfortably. You ever think of that? That maybe the reason she can't be around you has nothing to do with Tom and has everything to do with her not being able to deal with the guilt and the angry looks you give her and how everything exploded."
He was right. I wanted Tom to be the reason she pulled away because then it wouldn't be my fault but it was. Everything was my fault.
"Oh, and she has her first late show appearance this week. I'm gonna give her a shout out on Twitter. A good friend would do the same. It's a Marvel thing, press for her Anthology."
"So Tom'll be there too," I guessed, bitterly.
"And Anthony Mackey and Sebastian Stan, yeah," he confirmed. "Look, you don't have to watch it. Just try to be supportive."
“If I’m gonna advertise for their press junket, I’m gonna fuckin’ watch the thing...for her.”
“You remember that Tom is all about the PDA, right? You might see something you don’t want to see.” Jared was trying to be helpful. I know he was, but...it just seemed like salt in my wounds.
“Yeah. I’m a big boy. I can handle it. Thanks.”
“If you say so, Ackles,” he said, before walking away.
~~~
I made sure I had a stiff drink in my hand when I sat down in my trailer to watch Y/n on Colbert. A double of the best whiskey I owned. I knew that it was going to be a long night. I figured an angry fit, maybe an ugly cry, was on the books. Instead, I felt a bit numb as I watched the Marvel crew walk onstage. Tom was holding her hand and they were both smiling so fucking bright. She looked so excited to be on that stage and so...good. I wanted to be upset about the way Tom sat right beside her and put a possessive hand on her arm, but I was so lost in her eyes and the smile she got when Colbert greeted her and congratulated her on her first late night appearance that I couldn't think much of anything.
But then Stephen said, "We gotta talk about that bombshell Tom dropped last week." and she (and Mackey) immediately said, "No, we don't." She didn't want to talk about it. She still wanted her goddamn privacy!
But the host pressed. Of course he did. It was newsworthy, after all. “Come on. It’s an important topic. You two met on set?”
She sighed and I think I saw her roll her eyes a bit. "Fine. I’ll play. Yes, we met on set. I flew down from Vancouver and I was trying really hard to be invisible. Before Supernatural, I was really good at that whole wallflower thing. Tom noticed me right away, so I guess my chameleon circuit is blown." I didn't get the joke but some of the people in the audience did because there was a smattering of laughter. "And that's how you find the Whovians," she commented with a little smile. "Anyway, Tom commented on my character's name and then he asked me for drinks. A couple days later, I invited him to sing with me at a convention and we...haven't spent much time apart since."
Tom's face contorted a bit and then he scoffed at her. "That's amazing."
She looked down at her lap, something between shame and guilt on her face. "What is?"
"That a woman so adept at the written word could take all of the poetry out of our first encounter." She bit her lip as he turned to look at Colbert. "Her hair caught my eye. Her natural coloring, not the dye job she did to cover her character’s ginger hair. It's this Neopolitan shade, with highlights of light and lowlights of brilliant caramel, but as I passed her the sun hit her just right to showcase the firey red strands that are usually hidden. When I saw that the hue of her eyes matched the brilliance of her smile, I knew I had to get to know her. When she got so shy the first time I spoke her name…" He turned back to her and I knew she was blushing, even through the TV screen. Even from a few thousand miles away, I could see what she was hiding behind her hair. "Like she's doing right now...I determined that I would get her out on the town, have a few drinks, and learn everything I could about her. By the time we took the stage for karaoke, I was absolutely taken with her."
Stephen leaned forward, trying to see Y/n. “And keeping it quiet for the last, what 3 months, that was really her idea?”
Tom nodded. “Definitely. I’m not a man that keeps quiet about his affections.”
“He’s a big fan of the PDA.” Sebastian Stan chuckled. “You remember the Taylor Swift shirt?”
“And you’re not?” Colbert asked. That was a loaded question. I knew she would have loved PDA with someone she wanted everyone to see her with. She took it to a self-deprecating place, though.
"I mean, look, I'm almost thirty and that is ancient by Hollywood’s standards for women and I'm just now getting started in show business." If thirty is ancient, what the hell was I to her? "A year ago, I was a cashier or running a forklift at a Sam's Club back home. I'm not used to everyone knowing every little detail of my life. I'm not used to anyone caring to know about me." She shook her head. "I knew this relationship would be something people would be all over if they knew about it. I mean...he's Tom Hiddleston and I'm just...who the hell am I? Nobody. We've been together a few months. We're still in that early infatuation stage where everything’s great and there’s never been any problems. We haven't even had our first fight yet. In my experience, things can fall apart pretty quickly as soon as you're out of the honeymoon stage."
"That's not true." I hated how Tom smiled at her. "We fought over the Facebook post."
"That wasn’t a fight, Tom. The knock-down, drag-out arguments I had with my ex...those were fights."
Colbert seemed to remember his place as host and leaned forward again. "So when he said that you were giving him the opportunity to leave without anyone capitalizing on your drama, that was…"
“It was totally true, but it’s more complicated than that. It wasn’t like I was rooting for him to leave me, I just…I mean, look at him. He’s Tom freakin’ Hiddleston." I rolled my eyes at her words. "His last girlfriend was Taylor Swift, who has like 8 inches of height on me and millions of dollars and a squad of supermodel best friends. I’m short and chubby and have a kid. It would’ve been unreasonable and, frankly, arrogant to assume he would stick around. How could I possibly know there was something lovable about me?”
She said that like a joke but I wanted to scream. She was being so mean to herself. She was being downright horrible. Why wasn't Tom disagreeing? Why wasn't he building her up? Why did she seem more torn down and broken than when I met her?
“Anyway, why don’t we talk about the dang movie?" she volunteered, obviously tired of being the center of attention. "Which I had very little to do with so you can talk to Monsieurs Stan and Mackey, who’ve been sitting there annoyed with the relationship talk.”
“I don’t know about ‘annoyed’,” Anthony disputed with a smile.
“Don’t lie, Mack," Sebastian said, chuckling. “No, we’re good. She’s cool. I mean, we just met her in the green room 'cause she’s been forcing Tom to keep her a secret from us, too, but she seems genuine.”
“I’m gonna point out that she’s an actor, too, though. We’re well-versed in hiding our crazy. Also, she’s from the South. Southern women are either the most genuine chicks you’ll ever meet…or the ultimate in crazy.” Anthony Mackey obviously knows his Southern women.
“I’ve met her family. If she’s hiding any craziness, it’s directly resultant from them,” Tom responded.
Colbert's eyes went wide just like mine did. “Oh, insulting the family on national television, not a good idea."
“Nah, it’s okay. They know they’re crazy," Y/n covered. "And we’ll go with Anthony’s assessment. I got damage, and I use my acting chops to hide a lot of it, but…I’m…”
Tom must've sensed her floundering because he reached out to take her hand again. “She’s amazing. She’s intelligent, she’s funny, she’s gorgeous and better than all that, she’s an unbelievable mother." He got to meet Nova. He got to meet Nova and I only ever saw her through a video chat. Why did that burn? "Her daughter, Nova, is an absolute dream and it’s square on this woman’s shoulders.”
She looked uncomfortable with the praise. Maybe she wasn't used to hearing it from him...or maybe just not in so public a venue. “Okay, that’s not true. Nova is awesome but I can’t take full credit on that. Also, please let some other topic rule the time we got left, please. This is a MCU promo, not a Y/n promo.”
“As long as you’re not giving credit to anyone who doesn’t actually deserve it.” He almost growled that one. He seemed to have a problem with her past. Her parents, her ex...only Nova seemed to be spared.
“Please, Stephen, ask about the Winter Soldier sequence," she begged.
She sat silently through the rest of the segment as the others spoke enthusiastically about their characters and the rumored TV show for the Falcon and Winter Soldier and the growth of both characters in relation to Steve Rogers. She kept her eyes on her lap, or on her hand clasped in Tom's.
Something wasn't right. There was something very wrong.
I wasn’t with her. I wasn’t lifting her up. He was failing her...but there was nothing I could do about it. I picked up my whiskey and downed it in one gulp.
#cassie writes stuff#spn rpf#jensen x reader#jensen x danneel#tom hiddleston x reader#angst#alcohol abuse
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Now that we know jensen and misha are working on something and the press release revealed chaos machine productions has now moved its first look deal to Amazon, I wonder if jensen and misha and danneel’s project has anything to do with TV or movies (which I would imagine it does cuz it doesn’t make sense for the Ackles to mention it otherwise) so does that mean that with a bit of luck we’ll see it manifest on Amazon??
#I say this as someone with zero knowledge about anything#cockles#jenmisheel#chaos machine productions
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Family don't end in blood - Chapter 4
Summary: Time moves fast while Y/N tries to juggle school and filming. When given a chance for a break, she takes it with a bit of hesitation to her decision and hopes for the best.
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x foster!daughter reader
Word count: 3,000 and some change
A/N: Sorry for the long wait! I finally got around to posting this. Enjoy!
It's been almost three months since you started school. Some days were more challenging than others, but you surely fell into a routine. Jensen kept a close eye on you and ensured you were doing well. At first, you didn't like it when he was bossy and twisting your schedule around, but you soon enough realized that he was doing that for your own well-being. So, instead of bitching about it, you decided to appreciate the act of kindness, because you knew that he didn't have to do any of what he's been doing for months, ever since you moved in.
You were really excited about your fall break. The fact that you got a total of 7 days off of filming made it even better. You had a few assignments to turn in here and there, a book to annotate and a math test coming up, but you now had all the time in the world to do all of that without any stressing about not having enough time to do so.
You overheard Jensen talking on the phone with his wife, plotting a surprise for his kids. You smiled softly, only imagining the smiles on their faces as they see their daddy. You were really happy for him. You were happy for Jared and Misha too. They all missed their families like crazy, and this strict filming schedule was for sure rough on them.
Jensen's POV
"Hey sweetheart," I hummed, answering Danneel's call,
"Hi," she responded, "How's the filming?"
"Hm, Y/N and I got off early. Turns out when we don't film a scene with Jared, it takes us like 5 takes."
"That doesn't surprise me, like at all," Dee teased, "What's the plan?"
"Hm, packing," I began, "I got some toys for the little ones."
"And Y/N?"
"She sends some toys over for the kiddos too."
"That's so sweet of her! Tell her I said thanks. And what are her plans?"
"Huh, I dunno. I think she'll stay here and do her schoolwork."
"You told me she has a fall break?"
"Yeah, and a lot of schoolwork to turn in after it ends. She even mentioned a math test."
"That doesn't sound like a fun fall break," Danneel responded,
"Hm, true that. I was thinking of inviting her to come over with me. What do you think about that?"
"That's so sweet of you. Sure, why not?"
"Really?" I asked, not able to hide the joy at the offer. Truth to be told, I wanted her to meet Danneel and the kiddos. She could use a change of scenery and environment in general,
"Yeah! I'd love to meet her. She sounds like a great kid from your stories."
"I'll ask her then. You didn't blow my surprise, right?"
"Don't worry about it," Danneel responded, a scream going off on her end, "And that's my cue. Have a good flight, sweetie. I'll see you soon!"
When I walk out of my room, I see Y/N once again situated at the counter, singing something softly. I don't walk over yet, listening carefully to the melody, recognizing it right away. One of my songs. I smile to myself, approaching her. I let my hand on her shoulder, grabbing her attention. She takes her headphones off, looking up at me with a smile,
"Hey! You all packed up?"
"Yes sir," I smile, "That math?"
"Close. Physics," she responded, "I hate it."
"I believe you do," I giggled, "I got a question for you," she tilted her head sideways, making me chuckle, "Too much time with Misha, dude."
"I don't regret a second," she responded,
"Yeah, I agree on that one. Anyways, Danneel and I were wondering if you would be down to tag along with me?" she furrowed her brows in confusion, "I mean if you want to fly with me to Texas, change up the scenery a bit. I'm pretty sure you're bored of Vancouver by now."
"I... I don't wanna intrude," she whispered, "You're super excited to see your family. I don't wanna be in the way of that."
"You're not in way of anything. I'm serious, kiddie," I smiled, "You can come with me."
"I... Are you sure?"
"Hundred percent," she looked down, nodding, "Is that a yes?" I asked, making her giggle as she looked back up,
"Yeah, it's a yes."
"YAY!" I exclaimed, "Okay, go pack. I'll book another ticket for you," I said, walking away.
"Jensen!" she exclaimed, making me stop and turn around, "Thanks."
"You don't thank me just yet," I teased, "You've still to survive three hyperactive kids. I think you'll be thanking me for bringing you back to Vancouver in a week," she laughed, standing up and going to her room.
Your POV
You stirred on your side, humming quietly at the soft surface beneath you. You don't remember plane seats were this comfortable. You open your eyes for a hot second and you freak out, jumping up to a sitting position immediately.
"Hey, you're safe," Jensen's voice whispered, making you look back at his tired face, "We made it home."
"How did you-"
"I carried you. Jared got your bag," Jensen nod his head in the direction where he left her suitcase, "You didn't get a lot of sleep last night and we had no heart to wake you up. It's no biggie."
"Thanks," you smiled, Jensen returning it back,
"Always. Welcome home, kid," he said, "Well, we're in the guest room right now."
"You didn't go to your room?"
"No. It's literally 3AM. I don't want to wake her or the kiddos up. I always crash here when I make it late."
"Aww, you're very thoughtful," you said, "Thanks for inviting me once again."
"Hm, don't sweat it," he nod, "You didn't have a nightmare, did you?"
"No," you shook your head, "My eyes opened accidentally and I panicked cause the last thing I remember is sitting between you and Jared."
"Valid," Jensen giggled, "Now you don't have a moose hanging over your head and you can sleep."
"Yeah," you said, looking around the room before you giggled,
"What?"
"You really do turn that doll away," you teased, pointing at the porcelain doll standing on a bookshelf. Jensen laughed, throwing his head back against the pillow,
"Haters gonna hate."
"You've been filming a horror show for 16 years now and you're scared of a porcelain doll. I find it cute in all honesty."
"In my defense, supernatural is different kind of scary. Besides, I've done enough of it to know that thing can be... suitable for possessions," he said, making you laugh, "Okay kid, go back to sleep now."
"Right," you nod, laying back down, "Sorry for waking you up," Jensen rolled his eyes before ruffling your hair,
"Don't apologize. Night night."
"Night."
The next morning
"Good morning, Ackles household!" Jensen exclaimed, the kids screaming their asses off as they ran to Jensen, jumping on him and hugging him like there's no tomorrow. You smiled as you stood behind him, taking in the sight of the widest child smiles you've ever seen. While the girls hung themselves on Jensen's neck, Zeppelin let go of his dad and decided to walk over to you, giving you a wave. You giggled at the cute face he sported, just like his dad's. You crouched down to his level,
"Hi."
"Hi!" he exclaimed with a smile, "You daddy's friend?"
"Yeah," you smiled, "You must be Zeppelin, huh?" he nod, immediately walking over to you and wrapping his tiny arms around your neck. You gasped at the sudden movement but accepted the embrace, picking him up and sitting him on your hip. You heard a laugh, followed by Danneel who joined the gathering,
"Ackles junior already got you wrapped around his little finger, huh?" she asked, making you giggle as you rocked Zeppelin in your arms, making him giggle before he rested his head on your shoulder, "I'm Danneel."
"Y/N. It's nice to meet you," you smiled kindly, Danneel returning it,
"The pleasure is mine," she smiled,
"Ah, there's my boy," Jensen smiled, letting the girls down on the ground and coming up to you and Zeppelin, "You found a cuddle buddy, huh?" he teased Zeppelin who nod. Jensen kissed his temple before grabbing Danneel's hand and pulling her in for a kiss, you and the little ones cringing immediately,
"Daddy has cooties, mommy!" Arrow exclaimed, making everyone giggle,
"Well thank you very much," Jensen grumbled before kissing Danneel again, "You're gonna have to deal with it," he smirked, Danneel smacking him playfully before hugging him, "Missed ya."
You walked up to the girls who weren't really rolling with your presence, or at least that's what it seemed to you. You crouched down once again,
"Hi. I'm Y/N."
The girls didn't respond and it made you frown. You did expect kids not to like you but the expectation didn't prepare you for the sting you'd feel in the given moment,
"Hey, come on, introduce yourselves," Jensen said,
"Arrow," she spoke up first, smiling lightly,
"Justice Jay," she grumbled, turning around and walking away. You sighed but turned your attention back on Arrow who was still there,
"That's a very nice name," you commented, "Tell me, Arrow, how old are you?"
"Five!" she and Zeppelin exclaimed in union, making you smile,
"Unca Jare says we gonna be real big soon cuz we turn six and we show our age with both hands!" Zeppelin explained,
"Uncle Jared has a point there. That is really cool and you get to be big kids soon, huh?" they both nod,
"Breakfast is ready!"
After breakfast
"Okay, daddy wants to hear all about what you guys did in school for the past few weeks, so," he said, sitting down on the floor, "Bring it in!" you smiled as you watched the kids run out of the room to grab some of their stuff to show Jensen while you chose to help Danneel clean the table,
"Oh, you don't have to do that," she smiled, "You had an exhausting day yesterday, and a flight on top of it."
"This isn't much, really. It's the least I can do," you smiled back, feeling a little hand grab your shorts. You looked down, seeing Arrow, "Hey, what's the matter?" you asked, leaning down,
"Do you wanna come to my and JJ's teaparty today?"
"Oh, well since you asked so nicely, yeah, I'll come. Is your big sis okay with it?" Arrow shrugged her shoulders, "Okay, you need to ask your big sis first and then let me know, okay?" she nod, turning around and walking away to where Jensen was seated with JJ and Zeppelin,
"Listen, JJ might not be the most welcoming person at the moment, but she's a good kid. She's just-"
"Not trusting me," you smiled, "I understand. I was well aware of that possibility. It's okay. I hope that will change someday. Until then I'll respect her boundaries. She needs to know that I'm not here to steal anyone or anything nor interrupt or bother. Can you let me know if she begins thinking like that? I really don't want to cause problems to you and Jensen."
"You have to respect her boundaries but she has to respect you too. Jensen and I will have a chat with her. She's a big kid and she should know better than give you the cold shoulder. She's just hard-headed. Kinda like her mom. And her dad too. She's a bit of both worlds," she giggled, making you smile too, "Jensen told me you got a load of schoolwork to get done. If you need peace, Zeppelin can take you to the swing spot in our backyard. It's quiet there."
"Oh, thanks a lot. I'll definitely use it at some point."
"Women!" Jensen exclaimed, turning his head around, "You two gonna gossip all day or join us here?"
"Go," Danneel said and you nod, drying the last dish before leaving to where Jensen was seated with all of the kiddos,
"Okay, what are we doing?" you asked, sitting down on the floor and looking up at Jensen who dragged his suitcase over. Zeppelin sat on your lap, cuddling into you and you couldn't help but smile at the motion, wrapping your arms around him as he made himself comfy. Jensen smiled at you, opening his suitcase, "Let's see..."
"Hey there," Danneel smiled, sitting next to you after dinner, as you were reading a book. She giggled at Zeppelin, asleep in the hammock, "Well he's out like a light."
"We played soccer and were playing cars for the majority of the day. I'd be surprised if he were still upright," you commented, "How's the tea party?"
"Oh it's going fabulous," Danneel giggled, "Jensen is getting his manicure and pedicure as we speak," you giggled with Danneel, "You didn't join us," she mentioned,
"No," you shook your head, "I didn't really want to intrude. The girls missed their dad and Zeppelin was kinda all alone. I figured he'd like my company. He kinda dragged me out to play anyways."
"You don't feel obliged to do everything he asks you to. You have your work to do too."
"I don't mind him wanting to play with me. He reminds me of my best friend's little brother. He used to do that all the time when we were babysitting him. Brings back some nice memories. Besides, I'm honored to have some of his trust this fast."
"Hm, you want to know something?" Danneel hummed, making you look at her, "He's the shy one. I hide behind mom, dad and big sisters at all times shy. I didn't expect him to come up to you like that."
"Well, he is a spitting image of his dad, if nothing I expected him to have some of his personality. And believe me, I was surprised myself."
"I think he can sense a real good heart, like his dad," Danneel smiled, "So, tell me how are you handling all the stuff? Jensen told me you're a great student. You can balance it with work?"
"Yeah," you nod, "It's hard sometimes, but Jensen really helps a lot with everything he can. Also, if you see my character doing some research in a scene, it's usually me doing my schoolwork," Danneel and you giggled, "It's challenging but I really appreciate the teachers going out their way to help me and all."
"That's right! Jensen told me you're from Y/H/C. That's a long way from Vancouver."
"It is. I was really surprised to find out that the teachers were on board with the whole online school thing."
"Well, I guess they know you're a hard-working kid," she smiled, "And how do you feel about being on set? This is a new experience for you, I suppose?"
"Mhm," you nod, "I've never been close to a set before. And it's amazing. I was a fan of the show and a part of the family, and I really get to see now that this show and everyone working on it is just so kind and generous and I feel like I belong even though I'm the newest person there."
"I have to ask you one last thing before I take the lil' guy to bed - have you pranked Misha yet?" you burst out laughing, throwing your head back,
"Oh God," you said, finally catching a breath, "No, not directly. I just don't have heart to do that to him. I did stand by and watch the brilliant ways Jared's brain works though."
"Oh, finally someone who understands me!" Danneel exclaimed, making you smile, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Don't stay outside for much longer, mosquitoes are a pain and it's getting pretty dark," she warned, picking up Zeppelin gently, "Night Y/N."
"Night," you smiled, watching as she walked off into the house.
3rd person POV
As Danneel was tucking Zeppelin into his bed, he whined,
"Mommy."
"Yes, honey?"
"Can Y/N stay?" he whispered shyly, "Forever?"
"Well I think Y/N has a family of her own, but she can come to visit us for sure."
"Okay," he yawned, closing his eyes again, "Night night mommy."
"Night night, sweetheart," she cooed, kissing his forehead before turning on her heel and leaving his room.
"Hey," Jensen whispered, "Girls are out like a light."
"So is Zeppelin. Y/N wore him out good."
"Yeah?" Jensen asked, coming up to Danneel and wrapping an arm around her,
"Mhm. She played with him all afternoon. She's very sweet. And the little guy likes her too."
"He does like her. He took me by surprise this morning."
"He just asked if she can stay with us forever," Danneel smiled, ruffling Jensen's hair, "You chose a good kid, honey."
"Thanks," he giggled, "Where's she?"
"I think she's outside," Danneel yawned, "I'll go take a shower."
"Wait up for me?" he winked, Danneel rolling her eyes,
"I'll wait for you in our bed, mister," she teased as she walked off, Jensen grumbling jokingly as he walked away.
"Kiddo!" Jensen exclaimed, Y/N looking behind her from where she was sitting on the grass, "You like to watch the stars?" he hummed, sitting down next to her,
"Mhm. Grandpa and I used to do that when I was little. He's one of the very few that was actually good to me."
"Yeah? You mention your grandpa a lot. You were close to him?"
"Mhm. I grew up without a dad. He was like a dad to me though. Taught me all the stuff and raised me. Maybe I didn't turn out perfect, but I like to think that he's proud of me for every choice I made."
"I'm sure he is," Jensen smiled, looking up at the sky, "He up there?"
"Yeah," she smiled sadly, "It'll be two years in December."
"Sorry," Jensen said softly, hugging her. She sighed, leaning in for a moment before pulling away,
"What else did you do with your grandpa?"
"We did a lot of gardening. I really miss doing that."
"Jared's wife, Gen, she has her little garden. I bet she'd love another helper."
"Maybe," she said, shrugging her shoulders, "It's late. Are the kids asleep?"
"Yup," Jensen nod, "Listen, sorry about JJ's behavior today."
"Don't be. I know that she's not very welcoming at the moment. I'm an unfamiliar face to her and that's okay."
"That is true, but she should give you a chance. Now, I wanted to ask if you would be comfortable with a little party tomorrow? I'm thinking of inviting the Padaleckis for barbecue."
"I'm fine with whatever you guys plan to do. I'm in your house after all."
"Okay then," he smiled, hugging her gently, "You should go to bed too."
"Yeah, I probably should," she said, yawning,
"Let's go."
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Your tag under this post here so true. Also the post itself. I'm always having a blast when everyone is joined in the craziness, but at the same time I'm always exhausted afterwards 😆
lmao yes so true, it is chaotic in the best way hfdhhsf but i finally have time to freak out some more after being a "responsible adult" all day......
it's been a while since i have done a compilation like this but i dont wanna clog the dash and it's all about the same thing so here we goooo
Jensen did everything in his power to stomp the J*2 narrative into dust this weekend. Love that journey for him!
listen, i am not one to be petty (lol okay sometimes i am, ngl) but.... the difference was SO stark this time, it has to be said
I was obviously hoping for some good cockles content this con, but this has exceeded everything I could have thought of lol. Amazing.
my expectations were pretty managed after we got interrupted so early last time, but this indeed exeeded everything!!
Gonna have a difficult week... And difficult four months until I leave work... But I'm so hyped but today's Cockles nothing's gonna stop me - tea anon
i'm sorry you are gonna face some hard times <3 you know i am here when you want to talk! thankfully jenmish gave us enough seretonin for a life time hdgfhdg
First we get Mish. Dee. Now we have Jensen, Danneel and their boyfriend Misha. Truly could not have predicted them being *that* unhinged but I do love to see it! Going to need about 10 business days to process it all though lmaoooo - Honeymoon Anon
you and me both!!
The thing is, there is absolutely no reason for them to act like that, none. like, can you imagine jensen making that kind of jokes toward jp lmaoooo he'd rather unalive himself💀 but then again, misha is his close friend so , what's the difference hmmm🫠 they are driving me insane Rose
*kermit nodding gif* yeah..... it is a lot lmfaooo
“tell jensen i mentioned him first”
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they wanna score points with the big boss ghdhgh
Rose it's 5 am and I haven't slept yet and I am so not normal about this. I have been around a lot of JIBs so I knew what was coming. Yet, I still am so overwhelmed by everything that happened. I have watched the cockles panel twice by now. Some scenes I have definitely watched more than 20 times. I have perceived more and more details every time I rewind. Jensen Ackles butt wiggling. Him winking at Misha. That weird expression on his face when he made a wish. The movement of chairs, which is, of course - as it always is every JIB - closer together. The weird non-improvisation of the improvisation. Daniela coming in with the CW sniper in the form of a birthday cake to stop Jensen coming out as Misha Collins' boyfriend. Not to mention all the other big things that happened. Canary? Kissing Misha? When in Rome??? The preparation of Misha's 50th birthday party. Misha and Jensen playing an European puppet show with Misha shouting "Dieter I love you! Kiss me Dieter". Rose. Jensen said Misha is Danneel's boyfriend. Jensen said Misha is his boyfriend. The underbear and straddlegate have walked so that this Jibcon panel could run. How am I supposed to sleep? I am not even attending a convetion yet the convention high is keeping me restless. I feel like I need a continuation. Like this was a series finale with a cliffhanger that needs to be resolved. Like there are things that need to come up so this can settle. I have been a cockles perceiver since years yet my patience is limited right now. I mean if I wait a day or two I know it will wear of. It always does. But the boyfriend will stay. Right here with us.
- anon anon (you know who I am)
ahhhhh i totally feel you!! i had to physically make myself go to bed last night because i had to get up early, but it took a LOT to finally go to bed and i slept poorly ngl hfgdhhg i hope you did manage to get some sleep though!! and oof. what a year yesterday was!!!
Also @ all the other anons, I remember you guys, too!!! ♥️ I don't know if you remember me though haha
- anon anon
ahww i'm sure they do!! <3
You Know what i have realised. This weekend have felt like a fan fic of dean and cas but instead of reading it i was watching it.
you're not wrong!!
Ok also at the end of angeles he glances at misha then suddenly stops playing and looks away sooooo bashful. Did you show too much jensen? Did you get nervous when you made eye contact???
👻anon
head in my fucking hands!!!!! jensen.... sweetie....... why sing that song huh????? answer quickly (also hiiii omg love seeing you in my inbox!!)
jensen singing angeles with misha there watching (and at some points singing directly to misha) seems like fanfic AND YET…
and yet..........
#bexfangirlforlife#tea anon#honeymoon anon#anon anon#ghost anon#anonymous#wow this was fun dhfhdghd#love you guys sm#also puzzle pieces anon if you see this: i am saving your lovely ask for when (if) i actually do the analysis#so i can answer your ask with said analysis <3#im a bit sickly atm so will have to see when i have the energy and if i am still up for it by then#but your ask warmed my heart
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To answer that anon, I work in insurance and that’s a pretty standard window for an injury lawsuit. It takes time to navigate all of the bureaucratic red tape, and I also imagine there was some coercing behind the scenes (aka report and you’ll never work again). Naming Jensen and Danneel instead of CMP seems like a very pointed decision, I guess the parties involved don’t want them wriggling their way out of responsibility like they normally do. It’s also interesting to note that the Ackles are in the court documents as citizens of California and not Texas.
Thanks for the info. anon! With everything that's gone on behind the scenes, it wouldn't surprise me if there was some "negotiating" before it came to this.
Also, I had forgotten that CMP was a Limited Liability Company (LLC). I'm guessing he's going after the Ackles directly because they have much larger pockets than CMP. (It has the added bonus of holding them responsible and not the company.)
(For those unaware, if you sue an LLC, you can only go after business assets. An LLC member's personal assets are protected.)
As for the residency, I have no idea what's going on there.
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