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mlovesstories · 2 years

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Generations Part 1

Jared x daughter!reader

Jensen x niece!reader

Summary: Jared loses the love of his life, and he has to pick up the pieces for his daughter.

Warnings: death, emotions, car accident.

Word Count: 1700

“Jensen! Call me back!” Jared yelled into the phone and folded his flip phone shut. He pulled his toddler-aged daughter into his chest. Jensen called him back. “Jensen, Sarah is gone!” The younger man screamed to his friend. “I need you, please!”

Jensen heard his niece crying in the background.

“What are you talking about? Why is YN crying? Where are you?”

“At home. Sarah was in an accident on our street. She’s gone!” Jared continued to cry.

“What?” Jensen shook his head even though Jared couldn’t see. “I’ll be right there,” he wiped the tears away that were starting to roll down his face. Jensen hung up and took a deep breath.

How couldshe be gone? What was Jared going to do? How would YN grow up without a mother?

“Bud!” Jensen shouted over the commotion of sirens and people everywhere. “Hey, come here.” He crushed YN in Jared’s arms as he gave the taller man a hug.

“Unca Jen?” YN looked up at him, narrowing her eyes in confusion. “Mommy no feel good. She’s taking a nap with Jesus. Dat’s what Daddy said.” YN reached for her uncle. Jensen took her in his arms and pulled her close into his chest. YN gripped his shirt into her little fist, wrinkling the material. Using the angle of her neck, she wiped her face on his plaid shirt as a tissue.

“I know. I’m sorry, kiddo.” Jensen tried not to cry in front of her, but he had just lost a friend and his friend had lost his love. He bounced her little body up and down to soothe her. Jensen turned to his friend. “I am so sorry, Jared. I’m so sorry.” He guided his tall friend to a curb outside the caution tape to sit down. Jared took a deep breath to control his breathing, but a sob ran through him, and he let it out unimpressively. Jensen wrapped his arm around his friend while still holding the toddler in his other arm. “I know,” he tried to sooth Jared. Jared ended up with his head on Jensen’s chest at an odd angle, but neither cared. Jensen sighed, trying to figure out how he was going to guide his friend through this tragedy.

ONE YEAR LATER

“Bye, sweetcheeks,” Jared grimaced as he left his daughter with a nanny for the ten-thousanth time.

“No go!” YN cried. “Where Mommy?” The young girl still didn’t understand.

“The nanny will take care of you. Mommy isn’t here right now.” He kissed her lightly. “I have to go to work with Uncle Jensen. I’ll be back in four days.”

“No!” YN wailed.

“We’ll be fine, Mr. Padalecki,” the nanny smiled. “I promise.”

“Okay. Call me if she-”

“Needs anything. I understand, Mr. Pads.” She nodded.

The next day, Jared was fretting.

“I hope she is doing okay,” he paced in the apartment he and Jensen shared.

“You haven’t gotten a call from the nanny. No news is good news when it comes to toddlers. Trust me.”

“You don’t have kids!” Jared huffed.

“No, but I have nieces and nephews,” the other man shrugged.

“I guess you’re right.” Jared sighed. “She just turned four and being away from her while we are still grieving is not ideal.”

“So bring her up next time. She has a passport.” Jensen suggested.

“Maybe… I miss her so much, Jensen.”

“It’s only a few days, dude. I miss the munchkin too,” he tried to assuage his friend.

“No.I mean Sarah.” Jared sat down on the couch after pacing the room. Putting his head in his hands, the dad let out a breath. Jensen switched gears and softened. He walked over to his friend and ruffled Jared’s hair. “Stop it,” he swatted Jensen’s hand away in playful annoyance. “I’m going to bed.” Jared stood but Jensen gently put him back down.

“No. We’re having a living room sleepover. Your sleep has been shit lately, and I am not going to let you be alone with your thoughts.”

“I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not. And that’s fine. But I will not let your brain take you through the tangles of that day. Now, relax and turn on a crap movie. I’m getting popcorn and pillows.”

The friends talked and laughed at the movie until they both fell asleep on their assigned couches. The next day, Jared was more himself. Both he and Jared were thankful for that. Jared knew he couldn’t raise her on his own. He needed his strong circle of friends for himself AND his kid. Over the next few years, Jared’s immediate heartache for Sarah decreased, although he still thought about the fond memories they had.

“Unca Jensen?” Six-year old YN walked into the kitchen just having put on her pajamas.

“What, baby?” He looked down at the little girl with a smile.

“Can you tell me about my mommy?” YN offered her saddest puppy dog eyes.

“You missing her tonight?” He put the dishes back in the sink and laid the towel down on the counter. Jensen scooped her up suddenly, making her giggle.

“Did she like me?”

Jensen took the girl into the living room and sat with her on the couch.

“Oh, sweetheart. She LOVED you. More than you could imagine.”

“As much as the whole wide world?” YN searched her uncle’s face.

“Even more than that.” The man grinned as he whispered his answer. Snuggling her tightly, he let her adjust on his lap. “She was kind, funny, she knew how to make you laugh even when you were throwing a tantrum and crying. Her heart was as big as yours. Your mom loved you and your dad so much,” he trailed off, missing his friend.

“Did Mommy love you too?”

Jensen chuckled.

“We were very good friends. I loved her so much, and I miss her.”

“It’s going to be okay, Jensen,” she looked back up at him and stroked his face soothingly with her small hand. The gesture tickled his five o’clock shadow, but he resisted the temptation to move away from the feeling.

“You think it will be okay?” He smiled just a smidge.

“You’re strong. So is me and Daddy. We’ll be okay.”

“We will be,” he stroked her hair absent-mindedly. The next time he looked down at her, she was breathing evenly on his chest with her eyes closed. While watching youtube videos with closed captions as not to wake her, Jared returned from dinner with friends.

“Hey,” Jared whispered. “Brought you leftovers.” He set the bag of food on a side table and walked toward the pair on the couch. Jared reached for his daughter, but Jensen shook his head.

“I’ll put her down.” He smiled with pride. “I got it.” The man came back ten minutes later. “She fussed for a second, but she is asleep now. “ Jensen looked for approval from his friend.

“She has a hard time relaxing,” Jared responded. “YNN would fall asleep so easily with Sarah, but not with me. She could get that girl to do anything.” The leftover food was pulled out for Jensen, and Jared put the dessert he purchased in the refrigerator.

Jensen consoled his friend and told him about the conversation he had with YN before bed.

“That’s so sweet. YN has those questions sometimes. I don’t know how to handle it sometimes. Sometimes it’s screaming and then another it’s tears. You got the best outcome of just a few questions,” Jared laughed.

“You’re doing fine. She’s five and doesn’t understand.” Jensen took too big of a bite of his steak and dropped half of his fork-full onto his shirt, stain growing larger by the moment. “Ugh.” He rolled his eyes. Jared laughed.

Going back to the conversation, he said, “Six, and I’m trying, man. I’m trying. YN is starting school in a few months. How am I supposed to handle homework, her friends, the classmate moms? Can I handle communication with a teacher when I’m in Van?”

“Woah,” Jensen put a hand up. “Yes, first of all, you can.” He wiped his shirt with a napkin. “Second, you won’t be alone. Besides, maybe she can go to school in BC. You will figure it out.”

“You keep saying that, Jensen. Stop saying it! I won’t!”

“Oh, that’s crap. I’m saying it because it’s true. It’s been a few years and every time you’ve done it, whatever it is that needs to be done. There is no roadmap for this shit.”

“Why are you so incessant?” Jared sighed, giving into his friend’s logic.

“What’s my job?”

“Huh?”

“What’s my job? As your big brother, what is my job?”

“Ackles…” Jared rolled his eyes, thinking that line was stupid.

“Well?” Jensen waited expectantly.

“To protect me,” he huffed with a smile at the show’s inside joke. “But you don’t have to. I’m not a baby.”

“No, you’re not. But you are my brother, and as an older brother, or close to it, it is my job to take care of you when you feel like you’re not doing a good job. Because you are. She has the most amazing dad. There are so many ways this could have played out. You could have climbed into bed and not ever left your room, you could have checked out and poured yourself into work- but you didn’t. You come home with your puppy personality and it’s all about YN. You’re doing fine. Excelling, actually.”

“You don’t mean that.” Jared looked anywhere but Jensen’s face.

“Do I ever say stuff I don’t mean sincerely?”

“I guess not.” Jared ran a hand through his hair.

“You have had a fun evening, but I think it’s time for bed.” Jensen grinned, playfully admonishing his friend.

“How old am I? It’s ten pm.” He laughed.

“Exactly. And your kid has dance at eight tomorrow morning in case you forgot. Go, chillax. I’ll clean up here and head out. Go,” he shooed his friend. “When I get back from throwing this plate away, you better be gone and upstairs. I’ll lock up behind me.” He stood and cleaned up the coffee table in front of him. When Jared didn’t move, Jensen glared at the man. “I’m serious, man. Don’t get lost in your head. Go to bed.”

“Yeah, right,” Jared snapped out of his daydreaming spell. He grunted and he stood to his feet and headed toward the stairs. “Thanks, bud.”

“Yep, sleep good, ya lug.”

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mysticaldeanvoidhorse · 2 years

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A Chance At Love Masterlist

Summary:

Having been legal guardian to your niece for almost a year, you land a job on the set of Supernatural. You become good friends with Jared, doing his makeup everyday but when Jensen gets back from a small break, are you able to stick to your oath to keep your heart closed?

Jensen x Reader

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bts-spnlvr12 · 2 years

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Part of The Bargain

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader (Past & Eventual)

Characters: Reader’s parents, siblings, other family members (OFCs)

Prompt: Based of a scene from the 1996 movie, Twister

“He didn’t keep his part of the bargain.”

“Which Part?”

Summary: You’re with your family for the holidays after filming the last couple of episodes for season 15 of Supernatural, when an unexpected guest come to visit for a while. Will you and Jensen be able to fix what happened a few years ago? (also idk if the reason why they separated makes sense but I tried... :/)

Warnings: Mentions of break up, angst, eventual/slight fluff?, minor anxiety, slight crying, smut, dub-con (I think that’s it?)

**For the sake of this story, Jensen is single, but I love the Danneel and their gorgeous family, but I hope you guys enjoy this!!!**

You pulled into the driveway of your family’s house, and shut off the car, you get out and grab the bag you packed for the week you have off from filming...

You walk into the house and are greeted by your siblings, parents and everyone else who was there, you walked into the kitchen and helped out with what you could then went outside and played with your youngest niece which made you smile widely...

You mom called for dinner from the patio and everyone headed inside and fix their own plates one by one and sat at the long dining table in between your sister, Adahlia, who’s 5 years older and your dad’s uncle, Eric while chatting about what’s been going on the past year and how everyone is doing...

After a while when everyone is done eating, you all talked for a little longer before getting things cleaned up and grabbing a mug of coffee, hot chocolate or whatever everyone’s preferred drink was and went to sit down in the living room waiting for everyone so gifts could be opened...

Once everyone sat down and opened their gifts, some of your family decided to head home while others stayed a while longer before doing the same...

While helping your mom finish up the rest of the dishes and putting the food away, the doorbell is rung, “I’ll get it...” You dad hollers and heads to the front door and opens it, you then manage to hear from a far, “Hi Jensen, how have you been?”

You felt your heart skip a beat, you dated Jensen about a few years ago but you guys broke up due to one point in your guys’ relationship became particularly difficult for both you and him...

The day you guys decided to take a break was the hardest, it not that you no longer loved him, it was the fact that the stress of being more disconnected with one another was becoming too much and there wasn’t as much intimacy or romance that was there in the first two years of being together...

Since then you haven’t gotten back together, you miss him like crazy everyday, being on set with him is a bit awkward at times, but every once in a while you’ll talk to him about the script or how things are in general, but it still doesn’t make it easier to see or talk to him...

You told your mom that you’ll be upstairs, she nodded and you quickly made it upstairs as you felt your anxiety start to flare up, you couldn’t face him like this, you sat down on your bed and calmed down after about 5 minutes but stayed there for a while, before someone knocked on the door of your childhood home, “Come in...”

Your dad, Lake walked in and smiled softly, “Hey sweetheart, someone is here to see you...” You nodded, “I know, I heard from the kitchen that it was Jensen...” Lake nods, “Take your time before you meet him, I know it’s hard to see him but he still cares for you...” You look at him and nod, smiling softly...

“Thank you, and you’re not wrong about it being hard, hell, I can’t believe he remember that we do family dinner during Christmas...” You chuckle softly as he comes and hugs you...

“It’s been a while, but he’s downstairs when you come down, alright?”

“Alright...” Lake gets up and closes your door as he heads back downstairs, you take a few minutes longer to compose yourself then head downstairs and see Jensen sitting in one of the chairs in the living room, watching the late night football game...

He looks up at you and smiles softly and gets up and hugs you tightly, you wrap your arms around him and stay there for a minute before pulling away, already missing the feeling of his arms around you, “How have you been?”

“Um...I’ve been doing good, how about you?” You go and sit down on the couch, Jensen sitting next to you, “I’ve been doing okay, been busy a lot though but I needed something to do while on break...” You nod as you both talk the night away, then the silence became deafening and tense...

“Okay, this is gonna drive me crazy...” Jensen mutters loud enough for you to hear, you look at him, head tilted with a confused look on your face, “I...I can’t stop thinking about you--us, I miss all the things we used to do, the everyday hugs, cuddles, kisses...” He pauses and chuckles a bit, “The way I could make you feel good even if I never touched you, I miss it all, Y/n...”

You looked at him shocked, you looked down at your feet, “I miss it all too Jensen, I can’t stop thinking about you, and how hard it is to see and talk to you without thinking about what we used to have...” You felt tears starting to form, you sniffled and wiped your eyes and started to get up and head outside to the patio...

“Y/n, wait...” Jensen follows you and shuts the door so your parents couldn't hear the conversation, “You know how hard it was for me the day we decided to take a break from one another? I couldn’t stand the thought of it, but I respected it because I understood why we needed to do it the way we did...”

You sit in one of the patio chairs, looking down at your feet, you couldn’t even look at him, “I did to Y/n, it was hard to wake up when you weren’t there to give me a good morning kiss or wake up to seeing your sleeping figure right beside me...” Jensen pauses, tears running down yours and his faces heavily, he then continues...

“I wanted to fight so hard for us, but when the romance and intimacy started fading...I knew something had to be done, did we have to take a break? No we didn’t, but I guess we wouldn’t be here now if we never did separate for a while, it made us realize how much we actually needed one another even if it was a few years after that day...” Jensen finally crouched down in front of you, making you look into his beautiful green eyes that you loved so much....

“I guess not, but what are you tryna say, Jensen?” You whisper, He caresses your cheek with his thumb gently, which you automatically lean into his touch, eyes closed as more tears fell down your face, “I want to try again, Y/n, I really want to, but I want to know if you’re ready to, it’s okay if you don’t want to or need a while to think, but I miss you so damn much...”

“Just give me sometime to think, Jens...I really want this too but I’m afraid to get hurt again like last time...” You whisper as your foreheads touch, “I promise you won’t get hurt again, I’m going to make things right for the two of us, I should’ve kept fighting harder in the first place, just take time to think this over, alright? No rush, I want to make sure we both want this officially...” You nod and he leans in a kisses you softly, you kiss him back the same way, he pulls away...

“I better get home, it’s almost midnight...” Jensen slowly gets up, you follow him to the front door and open it for him, he kisses your cheek before saying your goodbyes then shut the door once you see him drive down the street, you went upstairs and laid on your bed, thinking about what just happened but you eventually fell asleep...

A couple of weeks later, end of Supernatural, at home back in your Dallas apartment...

You were just relaxing in your apartment, watching your favorite Netflix show, thinking about what Jensen said two weeks ago at your family Christmas dinner, you started zoning out from the show when you officially made your decision...

You’ve been constantly fighting on which way to go, but you both were right, you both missed each other, you miss what you both had all those years ago and you want it back, you don’t think you could last another week to decide even if you wanted or needed to...

You head to your car after shutting off everything and locking your apartment, you get in and drive to your parents house, once you arrive you park in the driveway and knock on the door, you mom comes and opens the door and smiles...

“Hey sweetie, how have you been?” She hugs you tightly and lets you in, “I’m good, are you busy by any chance?” Lydia shakes her head, “Not at all, I just got done cleaning the house, what do you need?”

“I need some advice...” She nods, “Okay, where should we go? Are you thirsty?” You nod and asked for some water, she then fixes a tray with two glass cups and a glass pitcher filled with iced water, and some lemon slices, you go sit out on the patio after helping her and sigh, “What’s up, honey?” You look at her and fix a glass with a lemon slice, then sigh heavily then start explaining...

She nods and listens until you’ve finished, “Is this what you really want, sweetheart? You guys loved one another so much, but I know you’re afraid of getting hurt again...” You nod, “I love him so much still, mom, that night he came over for family dinner, he said he would keep fighting for us this time, and that he’ll make things right this time...” You paused and smiled, blushing a little, “He kissed me as well, I felt the love he was talking about...”

You mom looks at you, smiling softly, “He didn’t keep his part of the bargain.”

“Which part?” You look back at her, tapping the side of your glass gently after you look away once again...

“To spend his life pining for you, to love you through all eternity, to be one with you...” She finishes what she started to say, you smile softly and nod, “So, what I would do?” “I would go find him, and prove that you want him back...” You nod and finish your glass of water, and talked with your mom for a while longer before getting up...

“Thank you mom for the advice, now...I’m gonna find that sexy man and figure something out...” Lydia chuckles and hugs you and say your goodbyes before heading down out to your car and drive to Jensen’s house, you felt nervous still but you were confident about this at the same time...

You park in his drive way, compose yourself before getting out and heading to his front door and knocking, he opens the door and lets you inside, “Y/N? What are you doing here?” You look him in his gorgeous green eyes and sigh softly, “I...I have an answer about what you told me a couple weeks ago, at the family dinner...” He gently takes your hand and kisses the knuckles softly, “Just remember, we don’t have to get back together...”

“I know, but I really want this, Jensen. I...I miss us, and yes I’m still scared of being hurt like last time but...I’m willing to try again if we both fight for us, to communicate whenever we feel things are fading again, or if one of us is struggling with something, literally anything to keep us together this time...” He nods, “I can agree to that, I will do anything to keep us together this time...”

You nod and the walk closer to him and kiss him softly, he wraps his arms around you and holds you tightly against him as the kiss get a little more heated, he runs his tongue over your lips trying to gain entry, which you gladly let him in, tongues fighting for dominance but in the end Jensen wins...

He picks you up by the thighs and you wrap you legs around his waist, he then carries you upstairs to his bedroom and gently sets you down when he walks inside, “Are you sure you want this?” You nod and walk to him, he kisses you on the top of your head as he moves down going to your throat and kissing and sucking softly under your jaw, right where he knew your sweet spot was at, causing you to moan softly...

“You still remembered, huh? Where to make me feel good in all the right places...” He smirks as he looks into your eyes, you then slowly back him up till he hits the wall, then you kiss him fervently...

Your breathing along with his begins to get heavier, as he reaches for the hem of your shirt and removes it, separating for a little bit before going back in for more, he then lifts you up then goes to the bed and lays you down, and kisses down your body until he reaches the hem of your jeans, he looks up at you once again...

You nod, knowing he was asking for permission to continue and he does so by unbuttoning them and dragging them down your legs and disposing of them somewhere in the room he then works his way back up and kisses you passionately, “Sit up.” You do as he says as he skillfully unclasps your bra as your smirk, “Still got it, hot stuff...”

“You know I do...” He returns the reply with a smirk, as he goes down and removes your panties as well and moves in between your thighs and licks a stripe through your folds, causing you to buck your hips slightly and squeal at the sensation, “Oh god, J-Jensen!”

He then proceeds to kiss and suck lightly on your clit, you tangle your fingers through his slightly longer locks he’s managed to grow ever since Supernatural ended, he groans softly as he continues...

“J-Jensen, please, I-I’m close..” He looks up at you and manages to say against you, “Go ahead, sweetheart...” He then sucks harder on your clit, your thighs tense up as you cum all over his lips and chin...

He then cleans his face a bit then comes up and kisses you passionately, he removes his own jeans and boxers then strokes his cock, then lines up with your entrance, he looks into your eyes to make sure it’s okay, you nod and smile softly...

He slides halfway into you, causing you to gasp loudly, not only from the feeling of his cock but also the sensitivity from the orgasm you had a minute ago, he slowly slides all the way in then kisses you, you wrap your arms around his arms and look him deeply in the eyes, you pinch the shoulder blade very lightly, letting him know that he could move...

He starts to slowly thrust into you, moaning softly with a slight grunt from the intense pleasure he was feeling, saying ‘I love you’ every so often, with slightly curses once every other thrust, causing you to scratch your nails down his back, also with the occasional nip on the top of his left shoulder...

“F-fuck Jensen...I’m c-close!” You managed to get out in a strangled moan, “M-me too b-baby, cum with me!” You match your hip movements with his thrusts, “Fuck! I’m cum-...”

As you started to scream out, you felt him release right into you, and your cum mixing with his, he lifts his head after a bit then kisses you passionately and turns you both on your sides as he holds you, with him still inside of you...

“I love you so much Jensen, promise we’ll both work to keep us together this time?” You rub his shoulder softly, “I promise darling...” He interlocks his hand with yours, he eventually pulls out, the pulls you closer to him, laying your head on his chest as you both drift off into sleep...

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deanwanddamons · 7 months

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Writing Pattern Game

I was tagged by @zepskies and @kaleldobrev ♥️

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns!

First Lines

Love to Hate You - Soldier Boy x F Supe!Reader.

‘His strength was phenomenal’

Undercover- Prologue - Detective Dean AU

Dean had woken with a start. A sheen of sweat covered his body, his limbs tangled in the sheets.

Undercover - Chapter One - Detective Dean AU

Dean walked through the winding streets of Pasadena, Los Angeles, making his way towards the precinct where he would now be working.

Undercover - Chapter Two - Detective Dean AU

Dean and Benny entered the abandoned warehouse, their Glock 19’s drawn, the flashlights that were tucked up beside the muzzle providing only a small amount of illumination through the dense shadows.

Invisible - Dean x F!Reader (eventual)

Y/N was Bobby’s niece.

Who Ya Gonna Call? - Jensen Ackles x Makeup Artist Reader

“You're going where?” Y/N asked, lightly brushing her thumb over Jensen's skin in order to blend the foundation she was applying to his face.

Right In Front Of Your Eyes - Barista!Dean x Barista!Reader

“How about this photo?”

Down on Dean - Dean Winchester x Female Reader

Hearing the distinct slam of the Impala’s door, Y/N was excited that her boyfriend, Dean, was home from his most recent hunt. She had been waiting in the crow's nest for him, bouncing on the balls of her feet impatiently, knowing what she had planned.

The Sheriff and the Painted Lady - Cowboy!Dean x F!Reader (Kind of)

Y/N stared at her reflection in the mirror. How had her life ended up like this?

No One Will Notice - Demon!Dean Winchester x Y/N

You hoped he would be back. The devilishly handsome man who, when you had first met him, had scared the hell out of you.

Patterns

Personally, I haven’t really noticed any patterns. Sometimes I start with dialogue, other times it’s descriptive 🤷🏻‍♀️

If anyone else notices something I don't, please point it out to me! ❤️

No pressure tags: @waywardbaby @iprobablyshipit91 @waynes-multiverse @wayward-dreamer @justagirlinafandomworld @princessmisery666 @pink-sparkly-witch @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior and anyone else who wants to join in.

#first line game #first lines

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cherryblossomflowers · 4 years

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Comfort Me

Pairing: Jensen x daughter!reader, Danneel x daughter!reader, JJ x sister!reader, Arrow x sister!reader, Zeppelin x sister!reader, Jared x niece!reader

Warnings: Bully, Violence, Anger, Physical Fight, Mega Fluff

Summary: YN has a bad day at school, and Jensen is there to comfort her.

A/N: This was just a random thought to come to my mind today.

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Jensen walked in his front door, suitcase in hand, exhausted from his 2 weeks of filming. Finally he gets a few days off to spend with his family.

He looked at his watch at the time, "Everyone should be in bed. I better be quiet."

Jensen walked inside the house, quietly shutting the door behind him, and walked towards his bedroom. He walked inside the room while trying to be as quiet as possible as not to disturb Danneel. He put his suitcase down, sat on his side of the bed, and began to remove his shoes.

Danneel rolled over at the movement on the bed. She saw Jensen and gave him a sleepy smile. "Hi, honey. How was your flight?"

"Long. And uncomfortable. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," Jensen whispered while taking off his other shoe.

Danneel closed her eyes and sighed, "It's okay. I haven't been asleep long."

Jensen smiled as he walked over to his dresser to get pajamas, "How are the kids?"

Danneel rolled over and yawned, "They're fine. Zeppelin and Arrow are really enjoying preschool. JJ is having her friends over tomorrow for a slumber party, I hope that's okay."

Jensen nodded, "Sounds like fun."

Danneel yawned again and sighed into her pillow, "Can you do me a quick favor before coming to bed?"

Jensen pulled up his pajamas pants and pulled a T-shirt over his head, "Of course, anything."

Danneel rolled over to looked at Jensen, "Could you check on YN? She's been really quiet since she got home from school."

"Quiet how?" Jensen asked while walking over to Danneel.

"She didn't really talk during supper. And she stayed in her room for most of the afternoon and evening. I'm worried about her. But I know you two are very close, so maybe you could talk to her?"

Jensen bent down and kissed Danneel, "I got it. Go back to sleep, I'll be back soon."

Danneel closed her eyes again, "Love you Jay."

"I love you too Dee."

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Jensen walked upstairs towards YN's room. He saw that her door was shut, which was weird for her. She normally kept it open in case one of the younger kids needed something. She was a lot closer than Jensen or Danneel.

He lightly knocked on her door and listened for movement. When he heard nothing, he knocked again, "YN? Sweetheart, are you asleep?"

Jensen heard shuffling in her room, and in a few seconds her door slowly opened. However, YN wasn't standing there. Jensen pushed the door the rest of the way open and saw YN's covers move on her bed.

Jensen slowly and quietly walked inside, the only light in the room coming from the hallway. He saw YN had her head covered with blankets and pillows.

Sitting down on her bed, he laid a hand on her, he quietly asked, "Are you okay?"

YN didn't move or speak. She just laid there.

Jensen rubbed her shoulder, "Dee said you've been really quiet. Is something on your mind? You know you can tell me anything."

YN sighed and mumbled, "I got into a fight."

"A fight? What kind of fight?" Jensen asked.

"It was nothing. I deserved it."

"Sweetheart, what are you talking about?"

YN pushed her covered back and sat up. The light from the hallway covered her face.

Her right eye was swollen and bruised. A few scratches on her right cheek as well.

Jensen lifted a hand to her eye, but YN pulled away.

She shook her head at him, "Don't. It hurts."

Jensen sighed, "What happened?"

YN looked down at her covers, "It was lunch hour. I was sitting with my friends when a guy came up behind me and dumped my lunch everywhere. Told me the only reason I had friends was because you're my dad."

Jensen sighed, "But you know that's not true."

YN nodded, "I know dad. I don't believe that for a second."

"So what happened after that? He hit you?"

YN looked at Jensen, "No. He walked away from me. Unfortunately, that wasn't the last time I saw him today."

YN had tears in her eyes, remembering the events of the day. Jensen laid a hand on hers to comfort her.

After a couple minutes, YN took a deep breath and continued, "After school, I was walking towards my car. But before I got there, he was back for more. He knocked my books from my hands and pushed me to the ground. He told me I'd amount to nothing because I'll always live in your shadow. I told him the words he keeps saying will never affect me."

Tears started streaming down YN's face. Jensen squeezed her hand, telling her to continue.

"So he laughed at me. Then he picked me up by my shirt and punched me in the cheek and the eye. He dropped me on the ground and walked away."

Jensen's anger could be seen on his face, "A guy punched you?! And you didn't fight back?"

YN yelled, "How could I fight a 6 foot tall quarterback, Dad?! He's huge!"

Jensen sighed and ran a hand down his face, "And you didn't tell Danneel?"

YN shook her head, "She has enough on her plate with the twins and JJ. I don't need to worry her about my problems. I'm 16, I can handle myself."

Jensen sighed, "Well sometimes we need people to help us. You could've told Danneel. Or called me. And we would've helped."

YN sighed, "I know. I just don't like to bug you guys with my problems."

"YN, baby, you have never bothered us with your problems. I just don't like seeing you down like this." Jensen had tears in his eyes.

YN pushed her covers back more and pulled her legs on top of the covers. Jensen stood up from the edge of the bed and walked over to YN. He sat next to her and pulled her into his lap. She laid her head on his chest and sighed.

YN always felt comfort with her dad. No matter the situation, no matter what was going on in her life, Jensen could make it better by just being there for her. A hug, a phone call, even a text asking about her day.

Jensen hugged her tightly, "Do you want me to do anything? Talk to the principal maybe?"

YN shook her head, "You getting involved will only make things worse."

Jensen looked down at his daughter, "Can I do anything to help?"

YN sighed and smiled into Jensen's shirt, "You already are, Dad."

Jensen smiled, "Good."

YN looked up to Jensen, "Dad, can you stay here tonight? I know you just got home from filming and you probably would rather go to your own bed, but-"

"YN, I would love nothing more. Scoot over."

YN moved to her side of the bed and got under the covers. Jensen got up and shut her bedroom door so the room was dark again. When he got back to YN, she had already rolled over and sighed into her pillow.

Jensen crawled in YN's bed next to her. She rolled back over and laid her head on his chest again. Jensen wrapped an arm around YN's shoulder and held her close.

Jensen kissed the top of her head, whispering, "I love you."

YN sleepily replied, "I love you too."

When YN was almost asleep, Jensen whispered, "Can I at least have his name? Just for possible legal purposes."

YN chuckled, "No, Dad. Go to sleep."

"Maybe I could just send Jared to your school and-"

"Goodnight, Dad."

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The Truth

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Requested - Yes - Daughter reader for Jared Padalecki were she comes out to him. Fluff and angst.

Your dad was finally back home from filming and you knew now was the best time to tell him. Of course you’d thought about telling him a number of ways, in fact you’d written out several text to him that had all ended up being erased, you’d facetimed and called him with the intent of telling him but backed out every time.

No more, you told yourself, this was it.

You’d heard from your dad and Uncle Jensen that they had landed safely in Texas and were making their way home. You had been prepping yourself for this moment for weeks, knowing you had to tell him. You knew he was fine with fans that came out to him from conventions and things like that but this was a bit different than a fan coming out to him, this was his daughter.

What if he hated you? What if he kicked you out and never wanted to see you again?

You’d always been pretty close with your dad. For a long time before he met Genevive it was just you and him, sure you’d been jealous of Gen at first but she was always caring and loving towards you, treating you like one of her own when she didn’t need too. You didn’t want to come out and ruin the family and what if word got out that Jared Padalecki’s daughter was gay, could it affect his career? All sorts of illogical questions had plagued you for as long as you had known.

Countless nights had seen you sobbing silently as you let your head fill with worst case scenarios, hardly ever letting yourself think of the best case for fear of rejection. It hurt you to hide such a huge part of yourself from your dad but the thought of him turning you away was so much worse.

Your heart thumped madly against your chest as anxiety filled your bones when you heard the front door open and close.

Dad was home.

As much as Jared loved filming, he loved the breaks he got to spend time with his family. Often he felt guilty that he wasn’t around as much as he should be, the kids understood even though most of them were young, he knew you understood too but he loved when you ame on set with him.

Jared had of course notice your distant lately, through text and calls, and he planned to talk to you about it. If he could help he would, he’d never want you or anyone of his family members to feel like they were alone in the world. He greeted Genevive and the kids, noticing straight away that you hadn’t come downstairs. He shrugged it off, thinking there was a possibility that you could have headphones or were taking a nap. Deep down he knew there was something wrong though.

He made his way up the stairs, placing his bag him his and Gen’s room before making his way over to yours. He knocked on the door, pushing it open when he didn’t receive an answer and stopped as he saw you sat on the floor, quiet sobs escaping you as your face rested on your knees.

Quickly, he snapped out of the shock and made his way over to you. He scooped you up and placed you in his lap, holding you tight and rocking you gently as though you were still a small child.

“Hey, baby girl, shush, that’s okay, take your time, you’re fine Y/N.” Jared whispered softly against your hair.

You had every intention of walking out of the room and telling your dad that your gay, you really did. Then your thoughts got the better of you and you couldn’t bring yourself to open the door. Before you knew it the tears were falling down your face and you could hardly breath.

It seemed to pass in a blur before you register you were being held against your dads chest, hearing the words he was whispering as he tried to get you calm.

“S-sorry!” You managed to sob, the word barely recognisable.

“Don’t be sorry, sweetheart. Everything’s going to be alright.” Jared reassured as he continued to keep up his steady stream of reassuring words.

Eventually, you managed to stop sobbing, though the tears were still pouring down your face no matter how many times your dad wiped at them.

“Sorry, you just got home.” You mumbled, pressing your face into his chest.

“Hey, none of that now, you hear me?” Though you knew he wasn’t expecting an answer you nodded anyway causing him to smile. “Darlin’, what happened?” He asked you, concern practically dripping from him.

You took a deep breath.

This really was it.

“I’m gay.” You managed to breath out, eyes screwed shut tightly as you refused to look at him.

“You’re gay? Wait that’s why you were so upset?” Jared asked, confusion clear in his tone.

“Didn’t want you to hate me.” You mumbled against his chest, eyes opening in shock as you heard him chuckle.

“Hate you?” He repeated. “Darlin’, I could never hate you, especially not for something like this! You know I’ll support you with anything, same goes for your brothers and sister. You being gay doesn’t make you any less of the Y/N Padalecki I know and love, trust me on this baby girl, this changes nothing. I know I speak for most everyone in this family on that. I love you so much.”

At this point you were sobbing again but this time it was tears of joy and relief pouring down your face.

“Thank you! I’m so sorry.” You sobbed.

“C’mon now, none of that. You’re my daughter no matter what and I’ll always support you.” He told you sincerely, kissing your head as he did.

In that moment, you knew you were so incredibly lucky to have a dad as supporting, loving and non judgemental as Jared Padalecki.

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waywardnewcomer · 4 years

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Built-in Best Friends Part Seven

Summary: There’s a party, a dance and a fight

Warnings: Jealousy, physical violence, minor injury , underage drinking, swearing

Pairings: Reader x Tom Padalecki, Tom x OC, Jensen x Daughter!Reader, Danneel x Daughter!Reader, Reader x OC

Word Count: 2k

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For your whole life you and Tom had shared a birthday party together, only 5 days apart it seemed pointless to have 2 parties with the same friends and family. It started when you both turned one, parents sitting around the table as you both blew out the candles on the shared cake and then you grabbed and handful and smushed it into Tom’s little face. Tom let out a giggle and threw some back at you making your parents laugh and take some photos, it being one of your proudest and most fond on the wall. It also became a little tradition when you blew out candles on the cake. As you got older you and Tom compromised for each other, having both princesses and knights, dinosaurs and unicorns, robots and fairies. You both wanted to make the other happy and your parents were more than happy to oblige, but as you got older you just wanted to go do something fun and take a few friends. Every year you and Tom got a photo together that would end up on both of your bedroom walls, to show your journey as you grew up.

This year you and Tom decided you wanted a house party with a Disney fancy dress theme and practically the whole school was invited. As you were both turning 18 you knew it was bound to be a big one, especially as Tom was getting more popular. It made you a little anxious, but you knew you had your family and friends by your side and your room to run to if things got too much. Plus, your parents were allowing you to drink a little alcohol this year under their supervision, so that would help a lot.

You were dressing up as Tinkerbell and Tom as Captain Hook, matching costumes just making sense since you were young. You had a set of fairy wings on your back that you borrowed from Arrow and your Mom had glued some white pom poms onto some green shoes for you. You had done Tom’s eyeliner for him, laughing when he winced as you did the waterline.

“Stop being a baby Tommy, it doesn’t hurt.”

“I don’t poke myself in the eye everyday Peach.” He retorted, poking you in the arm.

You shook your head and took the eyeliner away from him, ruffling his hair a little to give him more of a rough look and placing his hat on his head. You stepped back and gave him a nod of approval as he pretended to twirl to show off.

“Well Tinkerbell, shall we go to Neverland and see our guests?” He asked holding his arm out for you to take, making you laugh.

“Hold on I’ll sprinkle some fairy dust and we can fly there.”

“You can fly Peach.” He smirked and lifted you over his shoulder and ran down the stairs with you, finally dropping you off in the kitchen as you doubled over in laughter, him smiling at your pretty face.

“You two do realise you already have guests here right?” Your Dad chuckled, pointing to the people gathering outside around the firepit, some with drinks in their hands and some crowding around the beer pong table that was definitely only there for the adults. Your grandparents had come and taken the little ones earlier, so it was just your parents, aunts and uncles staying for the party and fun.

“Sorry Dad, just fixing Tom’s eyeliner while he cried like a little girl.” You teased, before rushing outside so Tom couldn’t attack you again.

“It really hurts okay?” He whined to the adults as they looked at him with amused faces and following behind you as they laughed at him.

You threw your hands around Josh’s neck as you reached him and kissed him softly, having grown a lot closer whilst dating over the past few weeks.

“Hello Pan.” You smirked and adjusted his cap on his head making him smile.

“Tinkerbell, you look exceptionally beautiful tonight, birthday girl.” He smiled at you making you blush.

“Y/N I got you a drink! Oh hey Josh.” Tom stared at him as he passed you your drink. He felt the pit of fire burning in his stomach and he resisted the urge to slap his smirk off his smug face.

“Hey Tom, Happy Birthday man.” Josh smiled at Tom, making Tom scowl a little.

“Thanks,” He mumbled, stumbling a little when Sasha came over with her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Hey Sasha.” You muttered, glaring at her softly. This bitch had come dressed as Tinkerbell too, the audacity. You rolled your eyes softly and looked up at Josh silently begging him to take you away.

“Oh, I didn’t know you would be here.” She scoffed, looking you up and down.

“It’s my party?” You laughed a little, looking at Tom with a confused look as he shook his head.

“You never said it was a joint party.” Sasha frowned at Tom.

“I thought it was implied.” He muttered as she started shouting at him.

You and Josh decided to slip away and enjoy your night without the wrath of the brunette. You met up with the rest of your little group and played a few drinking games before Tom came over to get you.

“Cake time. Don’t smush it in my face this year, please.” He sighed making you frown. He loved doing that each year, it was your tradition at this point. You gave him a questioning look and his eyes just flicked over to Sasha and you nodded in acknowledgement as you sat in front of your family and friends with the giant cake in the middle of you two. Blowing the candles out was never so dull, it wasn’t the same without smashing cake into Tom’s face.

The last thing you remember was blowing out your candles and wishing everything would figure itself out, before waking up on your bathroom floor, hair stuck to your face. Maybe drinking so much last night and playing beer pong with Tom wasn’t such a good idea after all.

You peeled yourself off the floor and hopped into the shower, washing off the vomit, sweat and grime from the party and letting the water wash over your hungover skin. You got out and jumped into some pyjamas and got back into bed, taking the medicine your parents had left on the side and gulping down some water. As soon as you turned on your TV you heard a tapping at your window, seeing Tom with a big smile on his face. You sighed but got up to let him in, immediately getting back into your cocoon.

“I have some news.” He smirked, jumping into bed with you and handing you the bag of your favourite meal from McDonalds making you grin in thanks. You slowly sat up and looked at his expectantly as you took a sip of your drink.

“I lost my virginity last night.” He grinned, making you spit out your drink in surprise and start coughing on it.

“What? Who with?” You asked confused, recovering from the moment and ignoring the crushing feeling in your chest at his admission.

“Sasha, who else?” He laughed at you while rubbing your back from the coughing.

“Well congrats I guess?” You said nervously.

“There’s one more thing.” He muttered, looking down at his hands. He was nervous about something. You could tell by the way he was playing with his fingers.

“Why did you bribe me with Maccies?” You asked him suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at him.

“I want to take Sasha to the dance.” He mumbled quickly.

“Oh.”

“I know it’s tradition and I love going with you but me and Sasha are getting serious and it’s senior year, I’m not going to get another chance.” He rushed out.

“Tom, it’s fine. Josh asked me too. Go with Sasha.” You smiled at him, trying to hide the pain behind your eyes. “Just save a dance for me.”

“Of course.”

As much as you felt sad about losing Tom as your long-standing date to the dance you were very glad you had Josh as his replacement. You and Tom still managed to get a picture together at home before you left, and before Sasha clung to his arm and you couldn’t get anywhere near him. He still drove you there, playing songs and singing stupidly the whole way making you remember how much you actually liked him.

Tom parked up outside the dance and gave you a winning smile, “Have fun tonight, if you need me…”

“Text you, yeah I know. See you later Tommy.” You laughed as Josh came up to the car and opened your door. You kissed Josh on the cheek and grabbed his hand, rushing towards the doors making Tom scowl.

“Dick.” He mumbled under his breath before getting out of the car himself and finding his girlfriend.

You managed to have one quick dance with Tom while Sasha scowled at you the whole time and Josh danced with Lily, Zach and Penny in the meantime, knowing how important your friendship with Tom was. But the peace didn’t last for long.

You quickly joined them, and Josh twirled you around, making your dress flow softly. He pulled you close to his chest as a slow song came on and wrapped his arms around your waist, one hand dipping to just above your bum. Holding you softly and lovingly in his arms as you hand wrapped around his neck. The eye contact between the both of you was full of passion, you leaned in slowly for a kiss, feeling his hand grip onto your ass into it. You laughed and deepend the kiss, loving the feeling of his lips on yours, until he was ripped away from you.

“Get your hands off her.” Tom screamed at Josh, pushing him away from you.

“Tom it’s fine. Stop.” You reasoned, putting your hand on his shoulder only to have him shove it off harshly.

“This is between me and him.”

“Tom I’m not going to fight you. Y/N is my girlfriend, we were kissing.”

“You touched her ass, you asshole.” He spoke gritting his teeth and throwing a punch to Josh’s jaw.

“Tom!” You shouted, going in between them both and pushing him backwards, inadvertently getting hit by his swinging hand in the process, right in the cheek. You gasped and took a step backwards looking at him in betrayal, a hand held up to your cheek. You felt Josh’s hand on your shoulder and your little group of friends gathering around you, making sure you were okay and giving Tom evils. You shrugged Josh’s hand off, mad at him for even entertaining Tom’s fight.

“How could you?” You asked him heartbroken, tears dripping freely down your face as you reached out for Josh’s hand.

“Y/N I’m sorry, it wasn’t meant for you.”

“No, it was meant for my boyfriend who you shouldn’t have been hitting in the first place. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“He was touching you.” Tom shouted back at you, getting angry that you were pissed off with him.

“He’s my boyfriend. Don’t you think I’d have pushed him off if I didn’t want him to?”

“You’re weak Y/N. I didn’t want him to take advantage of you.”

“I’m weak?” You laughed sadly, that stinging more than a punch ever could. “Fuck you Thomas Padalecki, don’t speak to me ever again.”

“Y/N come on, we’ve been friends for 18 years and you’re throwing it away over this douche?” He pleaded, tears coming to his eyes as he realised, he was losing the only thing that made getting up everyday worth it.

“You’re the douche. We’re done.” You mumbled and turned to Lily and Penny as they lead you away from the crowd that had formed. Josh looked after you sadly but walked in the opposite direction with Zach.

“Fine maybe we shouldn’t talk anymore.” He shouted after you angrily.

Tom was left to watch you walk away, a group of friends behind you and realised you really didn’t need him anymore. He had lost you. He had only just realised he loved you and he’d already fucked it up.

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bellero · 5 years

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I Thought You Were Gone.

Characters: Telekinetic!reader, Sam x daughter!reader, Dean x niece!reader, Castiel x platonic!reader, Jack x platonic!reader, Billie x platonic!reader and chuck x platonic!reader.

WARNINGS: mentions of death, SEASON 14 SPOILERS!!!! panic attacks, its angsty with a fluffy ending xoxo.

You were pacing the library of your home with your phone pressed to your ear “come on!” you grunted in frustration as it went to answer phone. You collapsed in one of the chairs and tried to calm your erratic breathing, you were worried, very worried.

“I need to stop Dean, but I don’t want you in the crossfire. Stay here, I’ll be home soon”

That was the last thing your dad heard from you, that was three hours ago. You wiped under your eyes. It’s only been three hours, everything’s fine. You jumped at the sound of a voice.

“Y/n?” you spun around to see Chuck stood in front of you, looking dejected and broken. You slowly walked towards him, there was an unusual shake in each step you took “what happened?” you asked, fearful of the answer, there was a pit deep in your stomach, something bad.

He walked over to you, he put his hands on your shoulders, “they’re gone... Jack he- he got angry and killed them all... the apocalypse is happening, he caused it. I killed him before he could do anymore damage...” you stared at him in the eye, “no,” you shook your head “no, you’re wrong. Jack wouldn’t hurt them... he couldn’t” you whispered, wincing slightly at how vulnerable you sounded. “I’m sorry, Y/n... I tried to save them, but I was too late, I’m so sorry” he tried to pull you into a hug but you pushed him away causing him to fly back a few feet.

You could feel anger coursing its way through your body as you glared at him, “that’s such bullshit,” you scoffed “you’re God... you could’ve done something, you could have SAVED them. Trying isn’t good enough when you’re you” you spat, he let out a sigh and looked down at his feet, “I’m sorry” he said before disappearing.

You felt your knees buckle, instead of crashing to the floor you gripped onto the table. Your breathing was hard and your knuckles were white, all you could see was red.

You let out a cry of anguish as you ripped the table out of the floor, it crashed against the metal railings of the stairs. They were gone. Your entire family, just... gone.

Your chest was getting tight and your head was throbbing, you looked up at the ceiling, “YOU BASTARD!” you howled. Letting out a sob you collapsed to the floor, you leant your head in your hands, the throbbing in your head was getting stronger and stronger, the pain was unbearable. You let out a shout, a shout of pain, grief and anger. The bunker shook, the shelves toppled over, tables and chairs were thrown throughout the room. It was silent, nothing but the sound of your ragged breaths echoing throughout the bunker.

The silence was interrupted by the sound of the door slamming open, multiple footsteps and voices. You stumbled to your feet, your hunter instincts kicked in as you pulled out a gun from the waistband of your jeans and pointed it at the intruders, “woah! Y/n, its just us, you can put the gun away”, you shook your head, “who the hell are you” you demanded, they looked between each other, they were all covered in cuts and bruises. Sam stepped forwards causing you to stumble back in panic, he froze and put his hand in the air when you focused your gun towards him.

He looked over at you, you were shaking. Your wide and blood shot eyes stood out against your complexion which had gone white. The only visible colour was the blood dripping from your ears and nose. Your veins were visible, crawling across your face making you look like something from a horror movie. “Y/n?” he spoke gently, “what’s going on?” he asked, you gulped as you looked between the three men stood in front of you. You turned your gaze back to Sam, “I’m going to ask again. Who the hell are you?” You asked with a little more force.

He made another step towards you, panicked you aimed the gun at his shin and fired. You swiped your arms so that the book shelved toppled onto one another, partially blocking them from you, you stared at them for another second before you turned and ran.

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You sprinted your way through the bunker, if you could somehow run around and up the stairs then you could get out... get to Jody’s, you’d be safe. You stopped when you turned the corner and saw Dean, you pointed your gun at him and fired, “fuck!” you cursed when it clicked, you hadn’t reloaded it from the last hunt. You threw it to the ground. “Y/n, I need you to breath. Can you do that for me, please?” he asked, you shook your head and walked backwards as he continued to walk towards your “your not Dean” you whimpered, he narrowed his eyes in confusion.

You were about to turn and run when two arms wrapped themselves tightly around your body. You began to thrash in the trench coat covered arms, you began to panic as you fought back. “Let me go!” you yelled, “please, don’t hurt me, please” you sobbed as your knees buckled. “We’re not gonna hurt you...” you stopped struggling but you were still breathing erratically, “sweetheart, look at me.” Dean said placing his hands on each side of your face, you flinched slightly but stared into his green eyes, “we’re not going to hurt you, okay? You’re breathing too fast, can you hear that?” he asked, you nodded your head as you let out another sob. Grabbing one of your hands he squeezed it tightly, you couldn’t really feel it due to how numb it was, “I’m real, okay?” He gave Cas a look as he slowly loosened his grip on you causing you to slump to the floor, you had lost all feeling in your hands and your legs were like jelly.

Dean knelt down in front of you, “see Cas?” you nodded your head, “he’s real, we’re here” you shook your head as you let out another sob as your breathing slowly picked up its pace, “no... no he said you were dead” your eyes were squeezed shut, “why would he lie? You’re not real, you can’t be real”. The two men exchanged a glance before Cas knelt down in front of you and placed his two fingers on your forehead head, you immediately slumped to the side. Dean slowly stood up with you in his arms, “go to Sam, make sure his legs okay... I’ll take her to her room”.

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You slowly opened your eyes, everything was aching. Your chest, your head, your hands and legs... everything just ached. You slowly began to sit up, ignoring your screaming bodies protests, “you’re finally awake” you jumped and looked towards the door at Billie who was leaning against the frame. She walked in, closing the door behind her she stood at the end of the bed with her arms crossed.

You crossed your legs as you leant against the bed frame, “you can sit, y’know” you mumbled, she sat on the edge of your bed and turned to look at you. “How’re you feeling?” she asked, you let out a scoff of amusement and shook your head, “honestly, I don’t know... I can’t really remember what happened. It’s blurry.” you explained whilst chewing on your lip, a habit you had picked up whenever you became anxious, “the last thing I remember was Chuck telling me my entire family had died” you looked at her with a sad smile and tears in your eyes, she reached forwards and grabbed one of your hands, “Chuck lied to you, Y/n. He tried to kill them but they escaped. Chuck killed Jack, started the Apocalypse and then tried to kill Sam, Dean and Castiel” she explained, you shook your head and began to protest when she interrupted you, “why would I lie? I wouldn’t lie, Y/n. Chuck must’ve thought they wouldn’t have made it out... guess he didn’t want to leave you freaking out, so, he told you they died. I’m sorry” She stood back up, “they’re ready to talk when you are, you were panicking so badly Castiel had to knock you out” she explained, she went to leave but turned back when you spoke, “oh my god...” you looked up at her, “I shot Sam... I shot my dad, is he okay?” you asked, quickly standing up by her, she nodded her head and placed a hand on your shoulder, “he’s fine, Y/n. The bullet grazed him, nothing a few stitches couldn’t fix” you let out a sigh, “you wanna see him?” she asked, you nodded your head. “Okay, wait by here. You could use a little more rest” she turned and walked out.

You let out a sigh as you collapsed back onto your bed, you covered your face with your arms and closed your eyes. You couldn’t explain how you were feeling, you were angry... angry at Chuck for almost killing your family and lying to you about it, you were angry with yourself for not believing that they were who they said they were... also shooting your dad probably wasn’t the best thing. You tensed slightly at the soft knock on the door, you sat up “yeah?” you winced when your voice broke.

Sam walked in and another wave of tears hit you, they slowly started running down your face as he knelt in front of you. He wiped them away and rested his hand on the side of your face, “hey, bug” he whispered, you let out a sob as you crashed into him. He cradled you as you sobbed into his shoulder, “It’s okay. I’m here” he whispered as tears started to slide down his face. He let out a shaky sigh, “I thought you were gone... Chuck told me you all died” he tensed slightly, “is that why the library looked like a bomb had gone off in it?” he asked, you shook your head “sorry about that... I didn’t know I was capable of that much” you sniffed and leant your head against his shoulder, “sorry about your leg” you mumbled. Sam let out a small smile as he tightened his grip on you, “I’m not mad, you did what anybody else would’ve done in that situation”.

“I’m glad you’re not dead”

“So am I” he replied, pressing a kiss onto your head.

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startwritingyourlife · 5 years

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Protect Her Series

What if Dean Winchester had a daughter that he never knew about? Especially when she shows up on his doorstep with a social worker telling him, she has nowhere to go, because all she knows is gone. What if Lisa and Ben don’t like her and all she does is cause trouble? Will he believes her, when she tells him what he had with Carmen Porter is real, just because he was held hostage by a Djinn? Join me on the ride of discovering your dad and asking him to protect you at all cost.

*This is my first series, I will post it mostly on Tumblr, and then it will be on Patreon as well, so please comment! I won’t charge. There will be one for Jared, Sam and Jensen*

It will be centered around the current season, but Dean and Sam are out of the life and Dean got back with Lisa

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firecrackersam · 7 years

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Coming Home // Part Two

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Daughter!Reader

Summary: It had been eight years since Dean had seen Giselle, a hunter he shared a one night stand with, so what happens when he receives a phone call from an unknown little girl claiming to be his daughter?

Author’s Note: Hey guys! All the positive feedback I received from part one was so awesome, I never expected it! I’m not too proud of this part and it does feel kind of rushed but I still hope you guys enjoy it. Requests are always open and tag lists are definitely still open. (I have a forever tag list, a tag list for this series, and separate tags for Misha/Cas, Jensen/Dean, and Sam/Jared!)

Word count: 1800

Warnings: none that I can think of!

**DISCLAIMER: NO HATE IS INTENDED TOWARDS THE BOYS AND THEIR FAMILIES IRL. THESE ARE ALL WORKS OF FICTION AND THEY WILL CONTINUE TO REMAIN THAT WAY.**

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A loud scream echoed through the small house, making Y/N jump from her bed with wide eyes. She looked around her bedroom frantically before running out of the room in a hurry. “Momma, momma!” She called out, looking around as she ran. “Momma, where are you?”

When she made it to the kitchen, she quickly opened the door and gasped at the sight. There, in the middle of the kitchen floor, lay her mother in a pool of crimson liquid. “Momma!” Y/N hollered, running over to her and crouching right by her stiff body. “Momma, is this a joke? Please tell me this is a joke!” She cried, shaking her mother’s body frantically.

Suddenly, her mother’s eyes flew open and instead of the comforting brown eyes she had grown so used to, she saw pitch black eyes. Y/N gasped and jumped back from her mother, crawling farther back as if that’d make it so they couldn’t get it.

“You-you aren’t my mom.” She gulped, tears flooding her vision. “Who are you?”

The thing grinned evilly, smirking at the small child. It slowly got up, making its way towards the cowering child before reaching out as if it was going to choke her. “See you later, Y/N.” It growled.

“Y/n!”

“Y/n, sweetie, wake up!”

Y/n’s eyes fluttered open and they landed on Dean, whose face was filled with worry and concern for the crying girl. “Dean!” She cried, sitting up and wrapping her arms around him as she sobbed into the crook of his neck. He sighed and hugged her back, petting the back of her head soothingly, shushing her.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. You’re alright.” He muttered, biting his bottom lip as sobs continued to emit from her lips. This went on for the next few minutes until Y/N finally calmed down and took a deep breath, wiping harshly at her eyes. “Mind tellin’ me what happened?” Y/N shook her head quickly, looking down at her bed sheets.

Dean nodded and pursed his lips, knowing not to push the saddened girl farther. “Alright, sweetheart. Why don’t you go get Sammy and we can all go get pancakes at that restaurant you like so much?” Dean swore he saw Y/N’s lips quirk up into a small smile before it was gone again and she simply nodded, leaving Dean alone in her room.

He sighed, running a hand through his short hair. He looked around the room as if waiting for something to appear when there was a flutter of wings behind him, causing him to turn around to see Castiel. “Hello, Dean. What is your problem?”

Dean sat on Y/N’s bed, looking up at his friend before looking back down at his hands. “I don’t know, Cas. Y/N had another one of those nightmares again and she still won’t tell me what’s wrong.” Castiel was silent for a few moments as he thought about the past few weeks and your nightmares.

“Perhaps Azazel came back-” Dean’s head shot up and he glared at his friend. “No. He didn’t. Azazel is dead and I made sure of it.”

Castiel went silent again and sat down by his friend, pursing his lips. “Her mother just died, Dean. And I’m sure witnessing her mother surrounded by her own blood wasn’t very easy.” Dean nodded his head, looking at Castiel.

“I know, but.. It’s still hard, ya know? Hell, she doesn’t even know I’m her father yet. She just thinks I'm one of her mom’s ‘old friends’” He stated, using quotations around ‘old friend.’ “She doesn’t even know about hunting. She has no idea what killed her mother and I don’t intend on telling her.”

“Dean, I don’t think that’s wise-” Castiel began, only to be cut off.

“C’mon, Cas. How would you feel if your mother got killed by some unknown monster?”

“Well, I don’t have a mother, so I probably wouldn’t feel any-”

“You know what I mean, Cas.”

They were silent after that, both unsure of what to say. Dean shook his head and got up, muttering a quiet ‘forget it’ and walked out of the room, leaving Castiel alone.

He walked down the long hallway, going towards the kitchen where he heard Sam’s voice trying to cheer up Y/N.

“Dean will be down here soon and then we can all go to that diner you like.. Alright, hun?” He heard a quiet ‘ok’ as he entered the kitchen. “Ready to go?” He asks, smiling at his little girl, who nodded and hopped off the kitchen stool, walking towards Dean.

When Y/N was out of hearing range, Sam shot a look to Dean. “You need to tell her.” He spoke, his voice no longer the sweet tone he used around Y/N. “She can’t live here not knowing that her father is right by her. She’ll find out eventually.”

Dean pursed his lips and sighed, looking towards the kitchen entrance, before shaking his head. “I can’t, Sammy.” He said quietly, looking at his brother. “I can’t do that to her. I’d much rather she live not knowing who I really am and being safe over her knowing me and constantly at risk.”

Sam opened his mouth to speak but Dean shook his head, walking out of the kitchen before he could listen to Sam’s attempt at convincing him otherwise.

He walked into the library, smiling at Y/N who was struggling to tie her sneakers laces, her tongue stuck out in concentration. “I thought you said you knew how to tie your shoes, Y/N?” Dean teased, walking over to the little girl and leaning down so he made eye contact with her.

Y/N looked up at Dean and huffed, pouting a bit. God, she really did look like Giselle. “Here, watch me tie this shoe and then you tie the other.” Y/N nodded, not saying a word as she watched Dean tie her shoe in awe. “I wish I was that good..” Y/N muttered, reaching down to tie her other shoe as Dean chuckled, shaking his head. “You will be someday, sweetheart.”

Once Y/N finally got her shoes tied, Dean helped her up and they both waited for Sam to come in. “Sammy! I’m hungry!” Y/N whined, calling out for her uncle’s name as they both waited.

“I’m coming, I’m coming. Jeez, you’re as impatient as Dean.” Sam joked, not making eye contact with his brother and keeping his gaze directly on his niece. Y/N didn’t say a word and took Dean’s hand, not noticing the loving smile Dean gave her as she did so. But Sam noticed. He watched, biting his lip and wished Dean would just come out and say it.

“Well, let’s get going,” Dean stated, leading both Sam and Y/N to the garage where Baby was parked.

After breakfast, Y/N skipped ahead, walking directly towards the park near the diner as Sam and Dean walked slowly behind her.

They were both silent, not sure of what to say to each other when Sam spoke up; “I’m serious, Dean. Do you ever plan on telling her that she’s your daughter?”

Dean looked up at his little brother, not exactly sure how to respond to that. “Sam, believe me when I say that I want to.. So badly. But.. I-I don’t think I can.” He looked down at his scuffed up boots. “I realize that she’ll always be in harm’s way because of our lifestyle but.. I’m thinking that if I can keep her in the dark even for a little bit that she’ll still be somewhat safe.”

Sam didn’t respond, letting his brother speak his mind; which was something the older Winchester rarely did. “I want her to live the life we never go to, Sam. I want her to go to college and I want her to get married and…” He trailed off, his voice cracking. “I want her to be normal.”

Sam bit his lip, watching his niece play around on the monkey-bars with a bunch of other kids, laughing as she raced some boy around them. He felt a smile grow on his lips, noticing how similar she and Dean really were.

“Yeah,” Sam muttered, “I get it, Dean. I really do but-” He paused, sighing. “Don’t you think she’ll ever find out that you’re her father?” Sam questioned, looking down at his brother, whose eyes were glued on Y/N.

“I want to do everything in my power to make sure she doesn’t,” Dean stated, trying to remain confident yet anyone who knew Dean well enough would know that secretly, it pained him so goddamn much that he couldn’t behave like a father would with his daughter around you.

Sam wanted to say something, wanted to yell out and say that you were his daughter, yet he knew he couldn’t. And he agreed with Dean, in a way. He wanted you to be as normal as possible.

And they would both make sure that you had the life they never got the chance to experience.

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mlovesstories · 2 years

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Generations Part 2

Warnings: ADHD feels, angry Jared

Summary: YN struggles in school, but Uncle Jensen saves the day... or the evening.

Words: 1745

YN age 6

“Mr. Padalecki, your daughter has been such a gift to have in class,” YN’s teacher stated in the parent-teacher conference.

“I’m so glad to hear that, but I hear a ‘but’ coming.”

“She is a delight, I promise. I just wanted to let you know that she is very distracted a lot. She completes activities, but only preferred ones. I don’t think it’s malevolent. It’s not intentional from what I’ve observed. Have you noticed that at home, by chance? When she sits down to read or do homework, is she easily distracted or has a hard time completing it?”

“Sometimes, I guess, but she is six.” Jared tuned in to what the teacher was saying. “I’ll keep and eye, though. Other than that, how is she engaging with her peers?”

“YN is slow to warm up. I’m sure you’ve seen that in her. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. Once she meets a new friend or has been watching from the sidelines for a little bit, she is perfectly fine.”

“Yeah, that sounds like her. “ He grinned.

“I have no other concerns, Mr. Padalecki,” her teacher smiled.

YN age 9

“Honey, go read your book. You have to read twenty minutes a night.”

“I hate reading.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I know it is hard for you.”

“Can’t I just listen to it? Or can you read it to me?”

“You have to learn how to read and understand on your own, YN. It’s called reading comprehension, and it’s a skill you will need for the rest of your life. If you read the first ten minutes, I’ll read the last ten. You can do this.” Jared booped her nose. She giggled in response.

“Okay,” she sighed.

Later that night after she went to bed, Jensen came over to watch TV with Jared.

“Hey, have you noticed YN has been off lately?” Jensen took a sip of beer.

“She’s been having a hard time getting stuff done like her homework or a chore. I think it’s only getting worse.”

“Yeah, I have seen that too. She also cries over stuff that isn't really a big deal, but to her it must be,” Jensen shrugged.

“I think she is struggling more than she lets on.”

“Maybe.” The shorter man shrugged.

A few years went by, Jared noticing his daughter struggling more and more.

Jared scrunched up his nose.

“Honey?” He yelled for his daughter over his shoulder.

“Yeah?”

“Why do you have an F in English?”

She stalled once she walked through the doorway, eyes widening.

“Come on, if you can earn an F in English, you can have the courage to tell me why.” He turned toward her and spun in the computer chair. Jared raised his brows expecting an answer sooner rather than later.

“I-” YN bit her lip, eyes watering.

“Why didn’t you say anything? It’s almost the end of the semester. You can’t undo it once it’s too late, sweetheart.” Jared sighed and crossed his arms. “Well?”

“I, I can’t write.” YN rang her hands together.

“Yes, you can,” he said almost as a question. “What do you mean you can’t write?”

“I can write, kind of. I can’t read stuff and then write about it after. My brain just doesn’t want me to.” YN knew he wouldn’t like that answer, but that was the best way she could explain it.

Jared took a deep breath with a look of displeasure on his face.

“What you are going to do is you are going to email your teacher this evening and let him know that you will be making as many of these up before the semester is over, and he will be receiving the assignments ASAP.”

“I can’t do it like that, Dad.” YN responded with a deep grunt and exacerbation.

“Well, you better figure it out, because you only have a few weeks of school left before summer hits, and if they retain you, that’s on you.”

YN was so overwhelmed in what had transpired that she didn’t use a defense, she hung her head and said, “Okay, Dad.”

“Thank you. Now turn off the TV that I hear playing and get to work. Use this computer since I have all of your assignments open right here.”

Over the next few days, YN cried. A lot. She was able to turn in an assignment or two, but the whole process was overwhelming.

“I’m leaving to meet Gen. She is grounded and on homework duty until further notice.” Jared said over his shoulder to Jensen.

“Has she met Gen yet?” Jensen whispered.

“No, I’m not introducing them until we’re steady. I can’t break YN’s heart in case something doesn’t work out. YN has met Gen since she is in the cast, but she doesn’t know we are dating. Gotta go, I’ll be back later.”

“Hey, YNN.” Jensen knocked at YN’s door. He slowly opened it. “I am getting dinner ready. You hungry?”

“Yeah. Thanks, Jen.” She kept her eyes on her paper, writing answers for her assignment.

“Okie dokie, I’ll call you when it’s ready.” Jensen ducked out of her room and shut the door.

After he had cooked some chicken and vegetables, he yelled up the stairs for YN to come down for dinner.

“NOT HUNGRY!” He heard her say faintly.

Jensen hurried up the steps knowing something was wrong.

��YN, I know you’re hungry. You told me you were twenty minutes ago. Come down for dinner please,” he said plainly.

“No.”

He tried to turn the knob on her door, but it wouldn’t budge.

“I WILL kick this door down if you don’t tell me what’s going on. AND- you will have to explain to your father why your door is now broken.” He heard what sounded like her tossing her cookies. “YN!” He rattled the knob again. “Open the door in the next ten seconds or I swear-”

Jensen heard the lock click.

As she opened the door, he saw her lips covered in what looked like snot and tears were running down her face.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he consoled. Jensen ran into the bathroom across the hall to grab toilet paper. He came back to crouch in front of her and slowly touched the toilet paper to her lips, wiping away the substance. YN tried to turn away from him, but he continued to wipe her face. “Come here,” her uncle pulled her into him, her body still. After he held her there, she leaned into him with almost her whole body. Tiny as she was, Jensen braced himself to hold her weight.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Uncle Jensen.” She repeated the phrase over and over.

“What are you apologizing for? Did you eat something bad? Do you know why you threw up?”

“I’m stressed,” she said after a moment. Thinking he would have to coax it out of her, he started to ask her more questions when she continued, “My dad got mad because I am not passing English. If I don’t pass, he said I could be retained and have to do fifth grade again.”

Jensen guided her to her bed where he sat her down. He sat across from her in her computer chair. Caging her in with his long legs, he took her small hands in his.

“You’ve been struggling for a long time, haven’t you?”

She could only nod, words not coming to her in her rush of emotion.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

She took deep breaths. Jensen didn’t rush her to answer.

“I didn’t know how.” She shrugged. “It’s not that I don’t want to do it. I want to, Jensen. My brain tells me I can’t. Or I get distracted. But when I told my dad that, he basically said it was stupid and-” she sniffled, “and now I have to finish all these assignments. I don’t even know where to start, Uncle Jensen!” YN backed away and threw her hands up in the air. “I can’t focus, I can’t think straight. I walk back and forth in here because I’m thinking too much.”

“I’m so thankful you shared that with me. It’s hard to describe those types of feelings. Even for an adult.” He watched her pace the room from his seated position. “You’re so brave, sweetheart,” he stroked her cheek after she stopped and made eye contact with him again. “I think I might know what’s going on. Let me talk to your dad, okay?”

“He will just get mad.”

“How about you and I tell him together? I’ll be there to shut him down if he gets mad.” She tilted her head, thinking about it.

“Fine. But I don’t want to.”

“It’s either that or you keep throwing up because you’re overwhelmed, kiddo. You know how I told you I have ADD, and it was really hard for me in school?” YN nodded. “I couldn’t pass English to save my life. I turned out okay though.” He smiled, and she smiled back. “We will do this together. You are in fifth grade and a baby in this world, whether you want to believe it or not. Good for you for standing up for yourself even though you didn’t think you had the right words. It’s only one grade that will not affect anything major, I promise. I bet you they will pass you onto sixth without batting an eye either.” Jensen hugged her again. “I say we eat, you sit down with me and make a plan for the evening as far as homework goes, and then we sneak off to my house for a movie night. How does that sound? We can talk to your dad tomorrow once you’re feeling better.”

“My dad-”

“I will deal with your dad. Don’t worry about him. The real question is whether you want to or not.”

“Okay. That sounds fun, Jensen.”

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JENSEN

I’m taking YN back to my house for the night.

JARED

She needs to study. I told you that.

JENSEN

Relax, lurch. She’s been working all evening like you asked. Let her have some fun.

JARED

You and I are going to have a fucking talk in the morning.

JENSEN

Whatever, man. Go eat. You’ll feel better. Hehehehe.

“Okay, let’s go!” Jensen called over his shoulder to his niece. “Before your dad makes it home and punches me!” He laughed.

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A Chance at Love

Part 10

Jensen x Reader

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“So how was lunch?” Carol asked when you walked back into the trailer.

“It was really good, we talked about what happened to Morgan’s parents and everything about it and honestly, I enjoyed talking about it. It felt good to tell someone who seemed to actually care. Then we just talked about whatever, and he is really great to talk to.” You couldn’t help but smile.

“See, I told you he was a great guy. He is a caring guy in general, but he really cares about you.” She emphasized, and wiggled her eyebrows.

“I don’t know about that, he cares about everyone.”

“Right, and he holds everyone’s hands too.” She said sarcastically.

“So you were spying on us?” You asked her.

“Of course I was, I have to look out for both of you.” She said it matter of factly like it was obvious and unapologetic.

“Oh Carol, what am I going to do with you?” You laughed.

“Hopefully you will finally listen to me.” She stared pointedly.

The following few weeks you had talked to Jensen more and you couldn’t help but notice he made a lot of effort to come talk to you, and though he was nice with everyone, he wasn’t nearly as invested with them. You couldn’t help but wonder if Carol was right. But he never made a move that you could tell, and though you were a little disappointed you still enjoyed all the time you could spend with him.

“Are you going to the mid-season party?” Carol asked you one morning as you were cleaning up your stations.

“I hardly had time to even think about it.”

“You know you have a babysitter.” Carol told you.

“Your family is too great. Yes I am sure if she can, I would definitely love for her to babysit again, but I don’t even have a dress or anything.”

“Oh honey, if that is what is holding you back, I will take you shopping.”

“I hardly have time to get groceries, I don’t have time for that.” You told her, thinking about how it could even work.

“I thought we were trying to work on your negative mindset?” She said, as nicely as she could.

“You are right,” You sighed. You had been trying to get into a better mindset about not knowing how to do things but work on how to see how to make it work. And Carol had been great at keeping you accountable. You wanted to better yourself, knowing you couldn’t keep going on in the state you were in.

“I know, dear.” she half teased.

“Okay well, I can pick up Morgan, bring her a snack, go shopping and I guess eat out?” You hardly ate out, just wanting to stay home after exhausting days during the week.

“Yes! And dinner is on me so that should be good incentive”

“Oh Carol, no I can’t ask you to do that.”

“You didn’t.” And it was left at that. You knew you couldn’t win an argument against her when she made up her mind. One of her best and most annoying traits.

A few days later you made plans to go out and you were looking forward to it.

“Any fun plans this weekend?” Jensen asked you on Friday morning while you were doing his makeup. It was your favorite part of the day, working so close with the man who held your heart.

“Actually yes, believe it or not.” He asked you that fairly often, and the answer was almost always the same. Grocery shopping and catching up from the week.

“And what are they?” He asked, as you leaned over his face.

“Carol is taking me shopping.”

“And that is fun?” He asked, with a fake disgusted face on.

“It is!” You defended. “She is helping me find a dress for the midseason party.”

“Well in that case it is important. But you would look amazing in a brown paper bag.” He blushed, and you blushed too, taking the opportunity to turn around to grab a new makeup brush.

“I think I will stick with a dress, but I appreciate the input.” You joked.

“Probably a good idea. You will look better than anyone there.” He made eye contact, and you could tell he was being serious, and you couldn’t help but appreciate the beautiful green staring at you. Why did he have to make you feel this way?

“Careful, you will make all the other girls jealous with that kind of talk.”

“Well they should be, they can’t compete with you.”

“Careful Jensen, flirting this early in the morning is bound to lead nowhere good.” You joked.

“Nowhere good with you sounds good to me.” His wink made you swoon. The things this man could do without even trying, it was criminal.

“Oh really? Well, in that case…” You smirked.

“Don’t get my hopes up, I have too long of a day to not have that promise fulfilled.”

“Guess you just have to wait until the party.” You had both gotten more flirty lately and you didn’t hate it, to say the least.

“You’re killing me, woman.” He said, almost groaning.

“I am worth the wait.” You flirted back, getting more confident with each reaction. Before you could continue Jared walked in.

“Morning guys” He greeted.

“Morning Jared, take a seat I am almost done with Jensen.”

“Too bad.” Jensen said. You just rolled your eyes and smiled. You missed the knowing look Jared gave Jensen.

After work, you and Carol carpooled to pick up Morgan and she was so excited for the day with ‘Aunty Carol’. You had a great afternoon trying on a bunch of dresses, giggling like a little kid, eating food, and enjoying such good company. It had been good for your soul. You ended up picking out a nice little black dress that was very flattering yet appropriate for a work party. Carol had insisted on it when you were second guessing your choice. You hadn’t had to go to a party like this in so long you had started to lose your touch-no, you had lost it. You had dropped her off at her house with a promise to go out again soon. You had so appreciated her friendship, you were convinced she was an angel. Her daughter had also agreed to babysit for that night as well. In all this turmoil, how did you get so lucky?

“Are you ready for tomorrow?” Carol asked you Friday morning. You handed her a coffee and smiled.

“I am excited, I have heard so much about it from everyone around set and it sounds like a lot of fun!” You told her.

“I half expected you to be nervous!” She chuckled.

“Oh don’t get me wrong, I definitely am, but I am excited to enjoy a night out.”

“Who are you and what have you done with Y/N?” She pretended to be shocked.

“I guess you are rubbing off on me.”

“About time!” She teased. “I can’t take all the credit, you and Jensen have been spending a lot of time together.”

“Only when he asked me about my past, otherwise I really haven’t seen him.” You mused.

“Why is that?”

“I guess he has just been busy. It seems great when he is here getting his makeup done, but he never even waves anymore when I see him on set.” You tried to not sound hurt. “I guess he is just busy. I don’t want to sound like an angsty teen wondering whether he likes me or not. I am sure he has a reason.” You told her.

“I am glad you are trying to be mature but don’t be an idiot. Yes he is busy, but you know he has feelings for you.”

“Are you sure? Cause I was hoping he did but he hasn’t done much to make me think he does. He is kind to everyone, and so wonderful just as a human being.”

“He is, you’re right, he only lights up when you are around, and though he is kind to everyone he goes out of his way for you, and you can tell he really enjoys being around you. You might not see it all, but it is true. And who knows what this party will bring?” She wiggled her eyebrows at you.

“I guess we will see.” You smiled at her. You went back to work, and enjoyed just being with your friend.

#a chance at love #jensen ackles x you #jensen ackles x reader #Jensen Ackles #Jensen x You #jensen x y/n #jensen x reader insert #jensen x reader

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rowyn-writes · 3 years

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Mending A Broken Heart (Jared x Reader)

Warnings: SMUT, breeding kink, unprotected sex, (wrap it before you tap it, kids,) oral sex, female receiving, slight praise kink, angst, mentions of miscarriage, mentions of non-con, mentions of cheating, reader has PCOS, fluff, strong language.

Pairings: Jared x Reader

Characters: Jared, Jensen, Danneel, JJ Ackles, Misha (mentioned only)

Word count: 3.7k

Summary: You get a call from you older sister, Danneel, saying that she is in labor. When you arrive, your first niece is being born. You call your soon to be husband to inform him of JJ's birth, only to have a woman answer his phone.

You were on a mission.

You walked with purpose through the hallways of the hospital, not even stopping when a nurse asked if you needed help. You were Y/N Graul. You didn't need help to find your sisters freaking room.

"Ackles." You said, approaching two men. "Padalecki. How's my sister?" Just as the words left your mouth, you heard an ear piercing scream. "That answers that question." You pushed past them and into Danneel's delivery room.

"Ma'am, you can't be in here!" The doctor ordered.

"She's my sister." Danneel waved her off. "She can be here." The mother to be let out another groan of pain. You grabbed her hand, letting Danneel use it to relieve some of her pain. You winced slightly. Your sister had a strong grip.

You didn't understand how women could all over the world could go through this pain. Especially those without epidurals.

"I want Jensen!" She cried.

You nodded, quickly making your way out into the hall. "Ackles! Get your ass in here!" Jensen gave Jared a scared look before following you inside.

"I'm here, sweetheart." He assured her as he took your place. You hid your smile at brother-in-law's kindness. You and Jensen never got along, mostly because you were so alike. You were both hard headed, but you had a big heart. You'd never say, but you secretly liked him.

"C'mon, Dannie," You encouraged, coming on the other side of her. "You've got this. Push!"

Danneel yelled once more, gripping both of your hands and she tried to push. "No! No, no, no. I can't do this!" She whined.

"You can and you will!" You demanded. "You are Danneel Ackles, you are a badass, powerful woman and you will be a great mother! All you have to do is push!"

"Easier said that done!" Danneel barked, her auburn hair sticking to her forehead with sweat.

"We're almost there, Mrs. Ackles! One more push!" And with one last scream, and one last push, Danneel fell back on the bed, panting heavily. There was a small cry that pierced through the room, which caused the three adults to look over at the doctor.

"Congratulations," She smiled softly. "You just gave birth to a healthy baby girl."

Danneel and Jensen shared wide smiles as their newborn baby girl was set into their arms. "She's beautiful." Jensen whispered. "She has your eyes."

"She has your nose." Danneel looked over at you, her eyes filled with joy. "Y/N, can you give us a minute?"

"Of course, Dannie." You kissed her forehead. "I'm so happy for you."

You exited the room, only to find Jared pacing back and forth. "How are they? Danneel stopped screaming. Is she okay?" He asked, worry written across his face.

"They're okay. Better than okay, actually. Danneel just became a mother to a beautiful baby girl." You beamed proudly.

Jared let out a relieved laugh as he surged forward to hug you. You stood stiffly in his hold, unsure of what to do. You weren't used to physical affection, as your boyfriend rarely held you anymore. The last time you had been this close to Jared was at Jensen and Danneel's wedding when you both walked down the aisle together.

You slowly wrapped your arms around him, patting his back awkwardly. "Sorry," He apologized sheepishly. "I'm a hugger."

"So I've noticed." You said, stepping away. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some exciting news to share with my family."

You found an empty hallway and began to call every family member you could think of. Gino was first, obviously. You knew how excited he was when he found out Danneel was pregnant. Your parents were next, and then your cousins, aunts, uncles, etc.

You cringed as you looked at the last name on your contacts. Will.

You hadn't been on very good terms as of late. The two of you had been fighting constantly, especially after you found out Danneel was pregnant. You were beyond happy for her and Jensen; they were finally starting the family they had always dreamed about.

Fuck it. You might as well get it over with. It rang three times before it was finally answered. "Hello?" An unfamiliar female voice said.

"Uh, who is this?" You questioned, starting to get defensive. It was four o'clock in the morning in Vermont.

"Lacy," She answered simply.

"And what are you doing with my fiance's phone, Lacy?"

"Who is it, babe?" You heard Will in the background.

"It's your fiance, William. The one that I didn't know you had!" Lacy screamed. "You asshole! I can't believe you cheated! And I can't believe you dragged me into it! We're done!" You felt your throat close up, your eyes began to well up with tears.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. You kept repeating to yourself. This was the happiest day of Jensen and Danneel's life, you couldn't bring them down.

"Y/N, baby, this really isn't what it sounds like." Will claimed after Lacy threw his phone at him.

"No, Will, I think it's exactly what it sounds like." You whispered harshly. "You cheated. After three years, you cheated on me."

"Well you didn't give me much of a choice, did you?" He growled.

"Excuse me?"

"You haven't let me touch you in almost eight months. What else was I supposed to do? I have needs, Y/N."

"You know why we haven't done anything!" You hissed, tears running down your face. "You know exactly why!"

"Can't you just get over it! God, Y/N, we could always try again!" He yelled.

"Get over it? Get over it?! I lost my baby and you just want me to get over it! I can't just forget about it, Will. I should be having my baby - our baby - in five weeks. July ninth."

"You know what I mean, Y/N. Of course I don't want you to forget about the baby, but we could always try again! It wasn't the end of the world!"

"Yes, it was, Will! You know how hard it is for me to get pregnant ever since I was diagnosed with PCOS-"

"It always comes back to that! 'Sorry, I can't have sex with you today because I feel bloated,' or 'Sorry I'm acting so down, my depression is bad today.' You use PCOS as an excuse to everything!"

You stayed silent for a moment, trying to calm yourself. "It was never going to work, was it?" You said quietly. "We both want kids, but I can't give you that. I can't give you a lot of things, apparently. When I come back, I want you out of my house. I'm going to be staying with Danneel and Jensen for a while. They're going to need some help with the new baby. It's a girl, just in case you were wondering." You hung up the phone, taking in a shaky breath.

"Son of a bitch!" You wailed as you threw your phone against the wall. You slowly slid to the floor, putting your head in your hands. You tried to quiet your sobs by biting your lip, which only caused your mouth to be filled with a metallic liquid.

Get it together, Y/N. You wiped the tears off your face, trying to calm yourself down. You couldn't believe this was happening. Your sister, your best friend, just gave birth to a healthy daughter. You should be celebrating, not crying over your crappy fiance. Ex fiance.

You picked yourself off the floor, grabbing your phone as you did so. Of course it was shattered. You quickly went to the bathroom, your puffy face startling you. You splashed cold water on your face, which got rid of it for the most part.

You made your way back to Danneel's room, where the atmosphere was happy and joyful. Something that made your mood lighten just a fraction. "Hey Mama! How are you?"

"Doped up on pain meds," She grinned. "Having a baby really hurts. I knew it would hurt, I mean, I've seen the videos, but damn, that was awful." You laughed as you brushed her hair back.

"What's her name?"

"Justice Jay Ackles." Jensen answered, bringing your niece forward. "JJ for short. Do you want to hold her?"

You nodded eagerly as JJ was set into your arms. She began to fuss a little, reaching out for her father. "Shh, shh." You cooed. "It's okay, sweet JJ. I'm your Auntie Y/N/N. You'll get to meet the others soon enough. They're going to love you, just like your mommy and daddy love you. You are going to have a whole village looking after you, did you know that? Yeah, you have me, your uncle Gino, that's mommy's brother. Then you have your uncle Josh and Aunt Mack, that's your daddy's siblings. Then of course you have Uncle Jared and Misha. Those are daddy's best friends."

Jared and Jensen smiled at you. You were already so in love with JJ. "Danneel's knocked out." Jensen whispered. "The nurse wants to take JJ up to the nursery while she sleeps." You nodded as you handed over the baby. "Alright, I'm gonna go get us some food. You guys want anything?"

"No, I'm good." You shook your head.

"Same." Jared agreed.

And with that, Jensen left you and Jared alone with a sleeping Danneel. You grabbed your phone out of your back pocket and tried to turn it on. Just your luck, the screen stayed black. That's what you get for throwing your phone at the wall.

"What in the hell happened to your phone, Y/N?" Jared questioned.

"It fell out of my pocket." You lied. "I guess I'll have to buy and new one."

"Damn, that sucks." He frowned. You gave a small shrug, not saying much of anything. "Are you okay, Y/N? You don't seem like yourself."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, normally you like to take jabs at me and Jensen. Hell, the only one you really like is Misha. Plus, ever since you came back in the room, you've been frowning and your eyes are still puffy from where I know you've been crying." You felt your heart sink to your stomach. "I know you don't like me very much, or Jensen, for that matter, but we do care. What's wrong?"

You stayed silent for a moment, trying to sort out your words. "I can't say it here. Follow me."

You grabbed Jared by the hand and led him to where the nursery is. You needed something happy to cheer you up.

"Let me start this by saying that I don't hate you or Jensen." You didn't take your eyes off the adorable babies, but your hand was still brushing up against his. "I have known you both for a while now, and I care about you guys. Making jabs and snarky comments is how I show that I care." You could see Jared smiling out of the corner of your eye.

"I called Will this morning to tell him that Danneel had the baby." You saw Jared's smile fade slightly. "A woman answered his phone, and usually I wouldn't think anything of it. I would make an excuse that it's his secretary or assistant, but it was four a.m in Vermont when I called. Her name was Lacy." Your voice cracked. "And it's my fault!"

"Y/N, it's not your fault-"

"But it is, Jare," You whispered. "It is. I pushed him away for months. Do you know how long it's been? Eight months. It's been eight months, Jared. And Will 'has needs.'"

"That's the dumbest excuse ever." He mumbled.

"This next part. . . I haven't told anyone but Will. Not Danneel, not Gino, not my parents, anyone. So you have to promise not to tell anyone. I'll tell my family once I'm ready, but for now, they don't need to know."

Jared's frown deepened. "I won't say anything, Y/N, I promise. Are you okay?"

"No," You shook your head. "I haven't been okay for a while now." You took a deep breath before continuing. "Last year I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome – PCOS for short."

"Yeah, I've heard of it." Jared said softly, his eyes filled with pity.

"Will and I had been trying so hard for a baby. And when we found out I had PCOS, we stopped. And I was heartbroken. I've wanted to start a family for so long, and to get that news hurt me. And it hurt Will." You felt your hands start to shake.

"One night after I had one too many drinks, I passed out on the couch, and I woke up the next morning in my bed with all my clothes off and Will lying in my bed beside me. I don't know what happened that night, but I know I didn't want it. And four weeks later I found out I was pregnant." Jared's jaw clenched and his eyes held something malicious.

"I didn't care how it happened. I know I should have, but I was just so excited to have a baby. To be a mother. And then when I went to my OBGYN, she told me I had. . . I had a miscarriage."

"Oh, Y/N," Jared said sadly, resting his hand on your shoulder.

"I lost my baby. And I don't know what to do with myself, Jare." You cried. "W-what am I supposed to do?"

You were shaking uncontrollably now, unable to calm down. "That m-might have been my only chance!" Jared swallowed hard as he brought you in for a hug. "I want my baby!" You wailed.

"I know," He whispered as he gripped you tight. "I know, honey. I am so sorry. This is so unfair to you. You deserve so much better than this."

"What if it was my last chance?" You sniffed.

"It wasn't," He assured you as he rocked you back and forth. "There are fertilization treatments, surrogacy, adoption. . . You'll be a mother one day, Y/N, and you'll be the best mother a child could ever ask for."

"Really?" You asked in a small voice, looking up at the tall man. He smiled as he brushed back a piece of your hair and wiped away your tears.

"Really."

You felt your heart beating out of your chest and your breaths quickening. "Jared,"

"Yeah?"

"Kiss me."

He didn't have to be told twice as he leaned down to kiss your lips. He cupped your face with both of his hands, bringing you closer to him. "Mm," He moaned, pulling away. "Not in front of the babies. They're too young to be scarred this way." You laughed as he dragged you away to a bathroom, making sure no one was in there before locking the door.

Jared grabbed you by the waist and gently pushed you against the wall. He wasted no time as he pressed his lips against yours once more. His tongue slid across your lower lip, asking for permission to enter, which you happily granted.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to pull him closer. Jared put his hand on the back of your thigh, encouraging you to jump. You got the memo as you lifted yourself up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He moved and set you down on the counter.

"Do you want to keep going?" Jared asked, breathless.

"Yes," You nodded, your face flushed. "Please, Jare." He groaned at the nickname.

"I love it when you call me that." He said as he ran kisses down your jaw and to your neck.

SMUT UNDER THE CUT

"And I. . . Love it when. . . You kiss my neck like that." You panted as you began to unbutton Jared's shirt. You ran your hands across his abs and looped your fingers around his belt buckle.

"You are far too overdressed." Jared complained as he tugged at the hem of your shirt.

"Why don't you fix that for me?" You smirked. There was a mischievous sparkle in his eyes as he pulled your shirt off your body.

You covered your stomach as you suddenly felt shy when Jared's eyes raked over your body. He frowned as he pulled your arms away. "Why are you hiding from me?"

"I- I dunno. It's just. . . All the girls you've been with in the past like Gen and Sandra are so beautiful and I look nothing like them -"

"Let me stop you right there," Jared said sternly. "You are gorgeous and incredibly sexy. Don't you dare compare yourself to them, because they could never be as beautiful as you. Don't let any asshole tell you otherwise. Do you understand?" You nodded slowly, fighting off the smile that crept onto your face. "Good, now let's pick up where we left off, shall we?"

Jared pulled down your jeans and tossed them aside, along with your panties. He looked at you like he hadn't eaten in days and you were a four course meal.

He began to trail kisses up your thighs, getting so close to where you wanted him to be only for him to pull away. "Quite being such a tease!" You growled.

Jared have you a smirk. "Yes ma'am." And with that he pulled you forward slightly so you were sitting on the edge of the counter. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before a wave of euphoria hit as you felt Jared's tongue on your clit.

"Oh-" You moaned, only for Jared to cover your mouth with his hand.

"Shh, you wouldn't want anyone to hear, would you?" He questioned. You shook your head, desperate for him to return to where he was. "Be a good girl for me and stay quiet." His kissed you on the mouth before going back to eating you out. You bit your lip in attempts to silence your moans.

"Fuck," You whispered as you leaned your head back. Jared began to tease your hole with his tongue, making you gasp and grab onto his long locks.

You felt warmth spread through your stomach and a familiar coil began to tighten. "Oh, god, Jare, please keep going!" You encouraged him. "I'm so close."

At those words, Jared pulled away abruptly, making you want to cry out. "Sorry babygirl, you can only come when I say you can."

You frowned at his words. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy it." He winked. Jared began to unbuckle his belt; you could see his growing erection through his jeans. "I don't have a condom." He said defeated. "Are you clean?"

You nodded. "What about you?"

"Yeah, I'm all good." He assured you.

"Then we should be fine, it's not like I can get pregnant anyways."

"You never know." Jared said as he nipped at your neck. As he left love bites on your neck, you began to pull down his jeans, revealing his hardon. You pushed yourself off the counter and got on your knees, only for Jared to pull you back up.

"Not this time, kitten. This is about you, not me."

"But I want to make you feel good." You protested.

"Next time, baby." You smiled at the thought of a next time. He quickly turned you around so you were bent over the counter. "You're so wet." He growled as he grinded against you. "All this for me?"

"Yes, Jare. Only for you." You panted, desperate for his cock.

"Good," He murmured against your neck. "I've been waiting a while for this to happen, there is no way I'm letting it go to waste. Do you still want this?" He questioned, wanting to make sure you were still comfortable with it.

"If you stopped now I might have to kill you." Jared slowly pushed into you, as he didn't want to hurt you. You gasped in surprise; you had never been with someone as big as him. He gave you time to adjust to his size. "Move." You pleaded.

Jared chuckled as he slowly began to thrust into you. He grunted at the feeling of your warmth. "Fuck, Y/N." He moaned. "You're so fucking tight."

He began to pick up speed, which earned a moan from you. Jared put his hand over your mouth to silence your sounds, but you could still hear you skin slapping together.

"Oh, fuck." He growled. "I'm gonna cum. Gonna fill you with my seed, make you all round. God, you'd look so fucking sexy carrying my baby." Your eyes rolled into the back of your head at his words, causing your walls to clench around his dick. "Would you like that, huh? Being so full of my cum that it runs down you legs."

"Oh, fuck yes." You nodded. "Please, Jared, fill me with your cum. Make me carry your child." You begged.

Jared gripped your hips tightly, (definitely leaving bruises) as he rammed into you. You struggled to keep quiet, as all you wanted to do was scream from pleasure. "You're going to look so good filled with my cum." He purred.

"Let me cum with you." You whined, the coil in your stomach was ready to snap.

"I'm so close." He grunted, sweat dotting his brow. "Cum with me, babygirl. Cum." He demanded.

You shuttered as your coil finally snapped and you rode out your orgasm on Jared's dick. He followed soon after you, blowing his load into your womb.

"Holy shit," You muttered. "That was so fucking hot."

"You're telling me." Jared said as he slowly pulled out, making you feel empty. You began to clean yourself up and put your clothes back on.

You both looked a mess; swollen lips, messy hair and to top it all of, hickeys scattered your neck. You reached up on your tip toes to flatten Jared's hair. "At least our hair covers the bruises." You grinned.

"So, what happens next?" Jared questioned.

"I guess that's up to you." You shrugged. "We can either go on a date and see how this plays out, or we can forget this ever happened."

"I don't want to forget." He shook his head. "I don't think I could forget."

"Good," You smiled. "I was hoping you would say that." Jared grinned as he leaned down to kiss you once more.

"I have a really good feeling about this."

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let-me-luve-you · 3 years

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The Scared Runaway

Jensen Ackles x Daughter!Reader

Summary: The reader finds out life changing news and she is scared of what her family will think, especially her father.

Warnings: Teenage Pregnancy, Angst, Teenage Runaway,

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Your heart stopped as you looked down at the two lines. You felt like you couldn’t breathe as you thought about what it meant. You sat down on the floor staring into space thinking about how your life was now changing.

Pregnant.

You were pregnant.

You were 17 and pregnant.

You stayed locked in the bathroom until you heard your little brother knock on the door to tell you dinner was ready. You told him you would be there shortly. You got up and grabbed the test and box. You ran to your room to hide it in your bedside table.

Dinner tonight was just your younger sisters, brother, and stepmom. When you sat down, Danneel instantly noticed something was off about you. She also noticed your red eyes.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” She asked quietly as not to worry your siblings.

“I’m fine.” You said while trying to give a convincing smile. As you sat quietly at dinner, you tried to think how you were going to tell your dad. He wasn’t going to be happy with you at all. You started thinking of how he might kick you out. Not wanting you around your siblings because you were a horrible role model.

“I’m done. Thank you Dee for dinner.” You said getting up. Not waiting to be excused, you grabbed your plate to put in the sink. You ran to your room. You shut and locked the door behind you. You knew your dad was coming home late tomorrow night which gave you roughly 24 hours to figure out how to handle everything.

As you laid on your bed thinking about how to tell your dad, you couldn’t quit thinking about all of the negative outcomes. He was going to disown you. He was going to kick you out. He wasn’t going to help you. As the thoughts ran wild in your head, you heard a knock

“Y/N, I’m going to bed. If you need me or need to talk, you know where to find me.” You heard Dee said.

You stayed quiet. Making Dee sigh and walk away. You knew you were already disappointing her so you did the only thing that made sense in that moment. You packed a bag to leave on your own terms.

You packed as much as you could in your giant rolling suitcase. You grabbed your school bag and put your laptop in it. Once your bags were packed, you grabbed a piece of paper and started a note to your father.

Daddy. I’m sorry. I’m a failure as a daughter. I won’t tell you what I did, but I will tell you I know if you knew what I did, I would disappoint you. I can’t do that. I don’t want to see the anger in your eyes. It’ll be better this way. I’m leaving to protect you, Dee, and the little ones. I’m not the role model they deserve. I hope one day you can understand. Just know I will always love you and be grateful to have you as my father. Don’t look for me. Just let me go.

Y/N

You fought back the tears as you left the note on your desk. You grabbed your bags and quietly left your room and the place that once kept you safe from the real world. You started walking towards Gen’s and Jared’s house. Thinking maybe you can spend the night before you move on to the next place.

You were shocked at who opened the door after you knocked. “Uncle Jared? What are you doing home? You aren’t supposed to be back until tomorrow.”

He laughed, “Well we got done early so me and your dad flew back early. What are you doing here?” He asked. He frowned when he saw your suitcase. “And what are you doing here with a suitcase?”

“I was uh…” you stumbled over the words. “I was hoping I could crash here for the night, if that’s okay?”

“And you needed your Vancouver suitcase for a night over here?” He said skeptically.

“Uh yeah. Couldn’t find my other one.” You said thinking on your feet. He nodded and let you in. As you went to the guest room, Jared heard his phone go off. He looked to see Jensen calling. He answered.

“Jared.” Jensen said, sounding out of breath and panicked. “Y/N left. She’s not here. I need help finding her. She left a note for me. I can’t…”

“Calm down Jay. She’s here. She's at my house.” Jared said.

“What is she doing there?” Jensen asked. Jared looked around making sure you hadn’t come into the living room.

“I’m not sure. Said she wanted a place to crash for the night.” Jared walked quietly to the guest room. He saw you asleep on the bed, still dressed in your jeans and shoes. “Why don’t you come over? She’s asleep, but I feel like something is bothering her.”

“I’ll be there in 5.” Jensen said.

“Doors open. Let yourself in.” Jared said before hanging up.

Jensen rushed into the living room to see Jared sitting on the couch drinking a beer.

“What’s going on man? Why did she run?” Jared asked once he noticed Jensen in the room.

“I’m not sure. Said she did something I would be disappointed in. That she was leaving to protect us. Her job isn’t to protect us. It’s mine to protect her. Jared, she’s my baby girl. I can’t lose her.” Jensen said as he teared up.

Jared looked at his friend. Almost breaking at seeing the strongest person he knows struggling. “It will be okay. Stay here tonight. Be here when she wakes up. Talk to her. Let her know that no matter what, you are there for her. To support her. That there is nothing, and I mean nothing, that she could do to make you disown her or turn your back on her.”

Jensen nodded as he looked at his best friend. He sighed before turning to look towards the guest room. He walked towards the room and let himself in. He saw you asleep in jeans and shoes. He quietly walked over to you and pulled your shoes and socks off.

You stirred in your sleep and noticed your dad taking your shoes off. “Dad?” You said quietly. Jensen almost didn’t hear it. “What are you doing here?”

“I should be asking you the same question.” He said with a sad laugh. “Talk to me baby girl. What made you run?”

“I can’t tell you.” You said looking away from him.

He pushed a piece of hair behind your ear, “You can tell me anything and I will always listen and be here for you.”

“Not this. You won’t look at me the same. You’ll hate me.” You said.

“I will never hate you. Just talk to me. I’m here to listen to you and offer any advice I can.” Your dad said as he made you look at him. You started to cry.

“I’m sorry.” Jensen pulled you into his chest. Jared leaned on the door. Being there for additional support for his niece. Someone he has watched grow. “I’m so sorry daddy.” You repeated.

“It’s okay baby. What are you doing apologizing for?” Jensen asked.

“I’m...I’m pregnant.” You said. Jensen froze for a second before he continued to rock you to help calm you down. He looked over at Jared with sad, shocked eyes.

“Shhhh. You’re okay.” Your dad whispered as he held you tighter. Jensen’s thoughts were running wild. Thinking about how his baby girl was going to have a baby. “You’re okay Y/N/N. You’re okay.” He kissed the top of your head. “I will support you with whatever you decide. I will be there for you every step of the way.”

You pulled away and looked at him with tears still falling at a fast rate. “You aren’t kicking me out?”

“No baby. I’m not. I would never do that.” Jensen said as he wiped some of the tears from your face. “Is that why you ran? Because you thought I would kick you out?” You nodded your head. “Well I’m not.”

“Even if he did, you always have a room here Goober.” You heard Jared say while using the nickname he gave you when you were three. “You will always be welcome here. And I’m going to support you too. No matter what decision you come to with how you want to handle this.”

“Thank you Uncle Jared. I love you.” You said getting up from the bed to give him a hug. He squeezes you tightly before kissing your head.

“Love you too.” He said before looking at your dad. “You’re both welcome to stay if you want. Or if you leave, just set the alarm. I’m going to bed. Night.” He said as he walked to his room.

You sat back on the bed, anxiously picking at your fingers. Your dad noticed and grabbed your hands so you would stop.

“Let’s go home. We can talk some more when we get there.” Your dad said as he passed your shoes to you and grabbed your bags. “I’ve got the car out front so don’t worry about putting your shoes on.”

As you walked back into your room. You crawled into bed. All the emotions from the day catching up with you.

“Can we talk more in the morning? It’s been an emotionally draining day.” You said quietly to your father.

He nodded, “We can. But don’t think you are getting out of this.”

“I’m not.” You said. “Will you stay with me? I don’t want to be alone.”

“Of course.” He crawled into bed and pulled you close to him so you could lay your head on his chest. Just like you did when you were younger. “I just want you to know, I was only a few years older than you when you were born. You were the best thing to ever happen to me. I was terrified. Especially since I had to raise you on my own. Anytime I felt like I was failing or felt I should quit acting, you would give me this gummy smile and would giggle. It would just light up my world and make me keep fighting for the life I wanted for you. For us. I didn’t give up and I won’t let you. I love you Y/N Y/M/N.”

“I love you too dad. I’m sorry for scaring you and leaving.” You said as you hugged him.

“Just don’t do it again and I will forgive you.” He said giving you a kiss on the head. “Now get some rest. We can talk more in the morning.”

You smiled knowing that your dad still loved you. Knowing you had support through these challenging times. Snuggled up to your dad, you had one of the best sleeps you’ve had in a while.

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cherryblossomflowers · 4 years

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DDD Week #8

Pairing: Jensen x Daughter!Reader, Jared x Niece!Reader

Summary: YN is off to college, but Jensen isn't ready to let his little girl go so he drags Jared with him to YN's university to check it out.

Warnings: Angst, Cursing, Yelling/Fighting

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"'Why don't you trust me,' she typed to both of the boys."

With freedom in her sights, YN pulls into a parking spot in front of her dorms. She steps out of her Jeep and stares up at the four-story building in front of her.

A boy in a bright yellow T-shirt and clipboard in hand ran up towards YN, "Hi, I'm Trey. And I'm helping freshmen with their move-ins. Can I have your name?"

"Oh, uh, I'm YN Ackles."

Trey gave her a shocked look, "So it's true. We have a celebrity at our school."

YN immediately shook her head, "No, no. Just a regular girl who's parents happen to be celebrities that wants to get her degree and have her own life."

Trey nodded, "Yes ma'am! So you'll be on the 3rd floor, room 302," he paused reading his clipboard, "Oh, and your roommate is already checked in so she should be up there."

YN nodded, "Thanks, uh, is there any way you could help me with the mini fridge?"

Trey smiled, "Sure thing."

Across campus, Jensen and Jared sat in the bed of Jensen's truck looking at YN's Jeep in the parking lot.

"Jay, this isn't a good idea," Jared said.

Jensen sighed, "She's my babygirl. I need to make sure she's safe."

"Spying on her isn't the best way to do it though."

"What else am I supposed to do? Blow up her phone with calls and texts, asking her-"

Just then, Jensen's phone started ringing. He pulled it out of his pocket and saw YN's name flashing across the screen.

He quickly answered, "Hi honey. Did you make it to school all right?"

"Yeah, I just got checked in and one of the RA's are helping me with my fridge."

Jensen paused, "RA? Male or female?"

"Dad, I'm 18. Boys aren't your concern anymore."

"You're right, you're right. I'm sorry. So how' the-"

"Sorry, Dad. I got to go. Trey is helping me with my stuff. Call you tonight!"

"Wait wait, who's Trey-"

YN hung up before Jensen could get another word in. His phone dropped to his lap and he stared off towards YN's Jeep.

"Well," Jared said, "What did she say?"

"We can't leave, Jared. We have to stay here. She's with some boy."

Jared laughed, "Jensen, she's dated guys before. That's not new."

"No he's...he's helping her with her belongings. What if he helps her unpack? What if they..." Jensen shivered at the thought in his head.

Jared sighed, "So what? Are we just going to camp out here all day?" ______________________ YN and her roommate were walking out of their building and towards the university square where there was a karaoke show happening. YN had quickly become friends with her roommate and was getting more comfortable with the college life.

There were many people that recognized her because of her father, but she shrugged it off and explained to them that is not who she is here.

She was simply YN Ackles, an English and Psychology double major from Austin, Texas.

YN and her roommate found a spot near the stage so they could watch the show. Several people came up to YN, introducing themselves and asking to sit near her.

Back across campus, Jensen is still sitting at the bed of his truck but this time he had a pair of binoculars and is watching YN from afar.

Jared is in the passenger seat of the truck, wishing he was home instead of here.

"Hey, Jared. There's like a ton of kids grouping around her," Jensen yelled behind him.

"Mhmm," Jared responds.

"And it looks like...it's older boys! Why are older boys around her?!"

"Who knows."

"Jared, are you evening listening?"

Jared stuck his head out of the truck, "To be honest, no. I stopped listening about 4 hours ago when you kept freaking out that YN hadn't come out of her room."

Jensen sighed, "I just want-"

"To make sure she's safe. I know, Jay."

Jensen grumbled and went back to spying on his daughter. Jared rolled his eyes and new he was going to regret leaving the truck.

Jared got out of the truck and walked towards Jensen, "She is safe though, Jensen. Look at her, she's having fun. She's meeting new people. She's-"

"She's getting on stage!" Jensen yelled as he stood from the bed of the truck.

YN was in fact walking on the stage after everyone was cheering her name, begging her to sing. She laughed and tried to talk her way out of it, but it was no use.

She walked on the stage and stood in front of the microphone, "Hey, uh, hey everyone. Um, so I guess I'll be singing...something."

YN walked over to the DJ and gave him a song to play then she walked back in front of the microphone.

Jensen grabbed Jared's shoulders, "What if she starts singing and they throw things at her?!"

"Jensen, you and I both know that won't happen. YN has a beautiful singing voice."

"But what if she messes up the words?" Jensen continued panicking.

"It's karaoke. That happens."

"But what if...what if..."

"Jay, you have got to calm down. YN is fine. She's having a good time. Just leave her be. Let's go back to Austin and let her live her life," Jared stated calmly.

Jensen sighed, "Maybe you're right. Maybe I'm overreacting."

Jared looked past Jensen to the stage, "Isn't that the guy that helped her move in today?"

"What?!" Jensen spun around.

They were right. Trey joined YN on stage for a duet of Shallow. The music began to play, the guitar begin strummed made YN sway in front of the microphone.

Trey walked up to the microphone, closed his eyes, and sang his part, "Tell me somethin', girl. Are you happy in his modern world? Or do you need more? Is there somethin' else you're searchin' for? I'm falling. In all the good times I find myself Longin' for change. And in the bad times I fear myself..."

Trey smiled at YN after singing his part. She blushed at him and smiled back.

While Trey was singing, Jensen devised a plan, "Okay, we're going down there. And we're just going to listen. But if something happens, we're getting her out of there."

"Jay, this isn't a good idea. You really aren't thinking-"

"Oh, she's about to sing. Let's go!"

Jensen hauled ass and ran towards the stage. Jared rolled his eyes and ran after him. He quickly caught up to Jensen, but not by running past him.

Jared tripped over his own feet. He fell and ended up rolling down the hill towards the stage. Jensen turned and saw Jared rolling behind him. He tried to dodge, but Jared ran into him, causing him to fall as well.

Meanwhile, YN was singing her part on stage, "Tell me something, boy. Aren't you tired tryin' to fill that void? Or do you need more? Ain't it hard keeping it so hardcore? I'm falling..." but she got interrupted by Jensen and Jared.

The two men fell on the stage right behind her. YN and Trey turned around and saw Jensen on top of Jared holding his head.

Jensen looked up to YN and chuckled nervously, "Hey, sweetheart. We, uh, we just wanted to check in. See how college was going."

Trey then yelled out, "Holy shit, it's Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki!"

The crowd started screaming and fangirling at the two celebrities. They crowded around the stage, jumping around in excitement.

Jensen and Jared finally got to their feet and walked up behind YN. Jensen laid a hand on her shoulder, but YN quickly shoved it off.

"What the hell are you two doing?" YN yelled.

Jared turned to Jensen, "Before we explain, just know your father dragged me into this."

Jensen glared at Jared, "Thanks, man," he turned back to YN, "Honey, I'm sorry. I just wanted to make sure you were safe."

"Safe? Dad, have you been here all day?"

Jensen looked at his feet, "Not all day. More like 5 minutes after you got here this afternoon."

"What? Have you lost your minds? Do you seriously not trust me enough to be on my own that you'd just crash in here?" YN screamed.

"No, no. It's not that we don't trust you. We just don't trust..." Jensen pointed at Trey, "That. Boys like him have intentions with girls like you."

YN clenched her teeth, "Girls like what, Dad?"

Jensen gulped, "Just like...girls that are, you know, innocent and such and-"

"And nothing, Dad. I can't believe you two don't trust me! And Trey? He's an RA, all he did was help me move into my room. I asked him to sing with me on stage, big deal. He's a friend."

Jared stepped towards YN, "We're sorry, YN. Truly, we are."

YN shook her head as tears filled her eyes, "No you're not. You embarrassed me. You made me look so stupid. And now nobody will see me as myself. They'll only see me as Jensen's kid or Jared's niece," she turned away from them and mumbled, "I hope you're happy."

Then YN sprinted back to her building and to her dorm. Jared and Jensen stood on the stage and watched her run.

"We messed up," Jensen whispered.

Jared turned and hit the back of his head, "You think?!"

That night, Jared and Jensen sat on Jensen's couch and stared blankly at the wall in front of them. Genevieve and Danneel scolded them when they got back, both women receiving phone calls from YN before the men got home.

Jared sighed, "I'm the worst uncle."

Jensen scoffed at him, "Worst uncle? Try being the worst father."

Then Jensen's and Jared's phones chimed, alerting them of a text. They were both shocked to see YN's name on their screens. They exchanged a worried look before opening the message.

YN sat on her bed, still crying from the events that happened that evening. Her roommate was out of the room, leaving YN alone.

She stared at the ceiling, talking to herself, "Why? Why did that humiliate me like that? What made them think that was okay? Do they...do they not trust me to make the right choices?"

YN pulled out her phone and typed out a text to Jensen and Jared. "Why don't you trust me", she typed to both of the boys.

Jensen and Jared stared at their phones for a moment, reading YN's message over and over again.

"How am I going to fix this, Jared?" Jensen asked his best friend.

Jared shrugged, "To be honest, I don't think you can. This is going to take some time. Just...just leave her alone for a while. Let her call you when she's ready."

Jensen nodded, "You're right."

That night, Jensen and Jared didn't move from the couch. They both felt so bad from their actions. YN cried herself to sleep. She didn't understand why her father and uncle did what they did.

To be honest, Jensen nor YN knew what to do. It's just going to take time to get over this.

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Missing You

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Pairings - Jensen Ackles & Daughter reader

Requested - anon - reader misses jensen (her dad) more than she realises and goes to a con and just soft fluff please (if you can link last nights episode in some how then that’d be great) Love your work!!!

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You sat in your bedroom curled up under the covers of your bed with your TV playing in the background, snacks lay scattered around you as you scrolled through Twitter. You were waiting for the newest episode of Supernatural to air, knowing that your dad had worked so hard on it as director for that episode. You also knew that one of his songs from his upcoming album with Steve was going to be on it.

You hadn’t even seen the episode yet but you already had such an overwhelming feeling of pride for your dad, remembering how shy he had been once upon a time when performing in front of an audience and now he was hours away from releasing an album and having a song of his featured on the show he had dedicated such a huge part of his life to.

“Because I kind of hate me right now.” God spoke causing you to roll your eyes and mutter a sarcastic “tragic” under your breath. As much as you hated Chuck, you could help the smile as you watched Rob’s acting, he was incredible. It had been a while since you had seen him and other members of the cast, maybe you’d ask your dad if you could go to one of the upcoming conventions soon.

Tears filled your eyes as you watched Sam and Dean talk in the impala, turning to a watery glare as the scene changed to Chuck writing the story. You had no idea how Supernatural was going to end, your dad had offered to tell you some secrets but you refused. You’d been watching the show for a long time now and wanted to experience the final season along with every other fan, wanted to go on Twitter and tweet about your actual reactions, wanted to be shocked when an old face was reintroduced or cry like you had when Rowena had died.

Once the show ended it didn’t take long before your phone lit up with an incoming FaceTime call, you grinned as you saw your dad was the caller.

“Hey Y/N/N!” Your dad greeted as the call connected.

“Hey dad, you did such an amazing job directing that episode!” You told him sincerely, a giant grin on your face as you continued to praise him. “And the song! Dad, it fit so well! God, I’m so proud of you. I can’t wait until the album comes out tonight.” You had heard a few songs from the album, your dad had wanted to share them with you.

Some nights when you couldn’t sleep you’d wonder the house and find him in the living room or sat out in the back garden with his guitar and a notebook in front of him. He’d play you songs to help you drift back to sleep and you woke up the next day either on the couch cuddled up with him or in your own room wrapped tightly in your blankets.

“Yeah? You really think it was that good or you just saying that?” He teased, a grin on his own face as he took in the compliments you were giving him. To him there was no better reward than seeing his family happy, sure the awards they won on the show were great but seeing that pure look of happiness on your face couldn’t compare.

“Dad!” You laughed, “It was amazing, I promise! Everyone is raving about your directing and for good reason to. And Chuck in that episode, I swear I hate him so much but Rob- I love him and his acting is amazing.”

“Hey, what about me?” You heard a voice shout slightly off camera but knew the owner of the voice immediately.

“Uncle Jared! Of course, you were incredible as always!” You laughed as you watched him squeeze himself into your dad’s personal space so they both were just about visible on your screen.

“That’s what I like to hear. I miss you kiddo, I feel like I’ve not seen you for ages.” He pouted before playfully glaring at your dad.

“I know, I miss you too. I was actually going to ask you dad if I could come out to one of the conventions. I have a week off from school when you’re at the next one.” You told him, desperately hoping he’d say yes. It hadn’t been that long since you last saw him but you missed him so much when he wasn’t around.

“Well if you’re off school I don’t see why you can’t come. I’ll make sure everything sorted and let you know what’s happening. Are you going to be ok flying on your own, I don’t know if I’ll be able to fly back before the con?” He asked you, worry clear in his tone. You weren’t the best flyer but you could handle it on your own.

“Yeah, no, I’ll be fine. Promise. I just really wanna see you, Uncle Jared and the rest of the cast soon. I miss you.” You cursed yourself silently as your voice cracked, betraying the emotions you were feeling. Even though he was away a lot for work you were closest with your dad, he was always there whenever you needed him, if he wasn’t at home you knew you could always call him and he’d be there. When he wasn’t home though you did feel guilty about calling him, not wanting to drag him away from work or sleep if you’d had a particularly bad night. Having him close always took a huge weight off of you.

“Hey, I miss you too baby girl. Is everything alright?” He asked in concern, you watched as Jared moved away allowing you and Jensen some privacy.

“Yeah, I’m fine really, I don’t know why I’m so emotional right now. I guess I just didn’t realised how bad I missed you.” You told him, giving him a smile, not wanting him to worry about you more than he did. You watched as he frowned, eyebrows knitting together but he nodded along with what you were saying.

“You know if you need me, no matter when, you call me. Even if you think it’s silly-”

“I know I can call you. I promise nothing is wrong though.” You reassured him, smiling when he nodded more genuinely, some of the concern leaving his face but you could tell he didn’t fully believe you.

“We’ll be together before you know it princess.” He told you with a grin making you feel at ease.

Three weeks later you were stood in the airport at San Francisco waiting for your dad’s flight to come in. Luckily you’d both managed to get flights that were fairly close to each other but you were stuck at the airport for at least half an hour by yourself.

You decided to go to one of the coffee shops in the airport to grab a drink before making yourself comfortable at one of the tables and pulling your phone out. The flight itself wasn’t too bad but it wasn’t great, you honestly just wanted your dad. It had been weeks since you had seen him last and it was starting to get to you.

Forty minutes later you got a text from your dad letting you know him Misha and Jared had landed and you quickly wrote back letting him know where you were. You saw him first, it wasn’t hard to find Jensen, Misha or Jared in a crowd, they were usually the tallest and the fairly sized crowd following them, snapping pictures and getting autographs gave them away.

You managed to push past the fans and wrapped yourself around Jensen before he had a chance to even acknowledge who was invading his space. For a brief moment he assumed it was a fan but a quick glance down had him beaming and wrapping his arms around you just as tightly. You felt him press a kiss against your hair and couldn’t help it as your eyes filled with tears, God you’d missed him.

You heard the fans cooing around you but paid them no mind as you clung to your dad.

“Hey baby girl, I missed you.” He told you softly, you squeezed him tighter as you nodded against him.

“I missed you too.” You choked out, focusing on not letting any tears fall right now.

“How about we get to the car, yeah?” Jensen asked you and you agreed wanting to be out of the view of the public, people snapping pictures when you were crying wasn’t exactly what you wanted.

Pulling away from Jensen you were engulfed by Jared wrapping you in his own hug, you were quick to hug him back. Not realising how much you’d missed him until you were in his arms.

“I missed you Uncle Jared.” This caused him to smile brightly down at you before telling you how much he missed you as well.

When you left Jared’s arms you turned to Misha and the two of you hugged each other before finally you were all leaving the airport, Jensen having grabbed the suitcase you’d abandoned in favour of greeting him.

The car ride to the hotel wasn’t too long, you’d spent it cuddled up against your dad having no intention of leaving him at any point in the near future. When the four of you got to the hotel, your dad went to check you both in and you turned just in time to see Rob, Rich and Matt leaving the elevator. You made your way over to them, Richard spotting you first and meeting you half way.

“Y/N! You’re here!” He yelled as he threw his arms around you. The hug was quick and the other two hugged you hello.

“God, I love conventions, so many hugs.” You sighed happily causing the boys to laugh. The four of you chatted until Jared, Jensen and Misha came over, allowing everyone to greet each other and arrange for a dinner later on that evening.

“Come on princess, let’s put these away.” Jensen said, gesturing to the suitcases. One of his arms was placed around your shoulder as the other pulled his suitcase. You smiled up at him before taking your suitcase and heading to the elevator the boys had just left.

“So,” Jensen started. The two of you were cuddled together in bed, you’d met up with Jared, Misha, Alexander, Ruth, Richard, Rob, Matt, Kim, Briana and Mark for dinner and now were back at the hotel. The cast had an early morning tomorrow so it was an early night for most of them. “Are you sure there’s nothing wrong? I’m not complaining about you being cuddly, trust me I love it, but if you need to talk, I’m right here.” You smiled up at him, feeling happier than you had when back in Austin.

“I promise I’m fine. I guess I just needed you more than I realised lately. Nothing even happened, school has been great, my grades are good, Danneel and the kids are doing well, nothing is bad but I don’t know I guess I just miss you being around. I don’t know why it got to me so much this time though.” You told him honestly. Jensen looked down at you, placing a kiss against your forehead before pulling you closer to him.

“I miss being around too. I love what I do so much but sometimes I feel bad about leaving you and JJ, the twins, Dani. I promise I’m always here though, for all of you. I’ll have more time once the show has ended, even with the music and the other projects. I love you, kiddo.” He told you. You were saddened to hear how bad he felt, the family knew he was there for them though and you all were so close, even when he was gone he made an effort to be involved in everyone’s lives.

“I love you too, so much. Never feel bad though, we all love that you’re doing what you love and that you still make such an effort to be with us, either on video calls or flying home on breaks, even if its just for a day or two.” The smile he gave you showed you how much your words meant to him even if they didn’t, to you, feel like they did justice to what you wanted to say. He always knew what you were saying without you needing to say it.

You couldn’t wait til his next break so he could come home.

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