#jock jensen

[casmybelovedass]

oh fuck no what the fuck did I just witness

#fuck no #why are you getting closer and closer to a full on jock and jalls scene #i am scared #the boys #jensen ackles

[luci-in-trenchcoats]

Imagine...Tailgating With Your Family

Pairing: Jared x daughter!reader (with Uncle Jensen)

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“Dad,” you groaned as he tugged you along through the parking lot. “Oh my God. Dad.”

“Am I embarrassing you?” he teased. “Come on, you used to love tailgating the games last year.”

“Well now I actually go to this college so you know, odds are I see someone I know,” you said.

“You want to sneak a beer while mom’s not looking or not?” he asked.

“Oh mom doesn’t care,” you said. “She says don’t be a dumbass is all.”

“Y/N.”

“I’ll be on as good of a behavior as you are,” you said with a smile.

“Had to be a little smartie,” he mumbled, throwing his arm around you, pulling you into a noogie.

“Dad.”

“There’s some cute boys over there. Want me to say hi?” he laughed.

“I will murder you,” you said, your dad chuckling as he stopped at the back of the Ackles’ truck.

“Who we murdering?” asked Jensen, sipping on his beer from his lawn chair.

“Father. Potentially,” you said.

“You just let me know when and where, kiddo,” said Jensen.

“Dude,” said your dad, taking a beer out of the cooler.

“Eh, I’m joking. Mostly,” said Jensen, your dad rolling his eyes as he handed you a beer. “Oh. Look at the rebel.”

“Uncle Jay,” you said. “You literally gave me my first-“

“Ahhhhhh,” he said, Jared crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. “Your child is delusional.”

“Well I knew that,” said your dad, digging through the back of the truck and tossing some sunscreen at you.

“Dad.”

“Don’t complain when you get a sunburn then,” he said.

You groaned as he smirked, heading over to the grill close by.

“You do burn pretty easy, kiddo,” said Jensen.

“I know, I know,” you said, rubbing some cream into your skin. He stood up and got the back of your neck and shoulders where you’d missed a few spots. “Where are the kids?”

“Bathroom trip. You know that guy over there is checking you out,” he said.

“No he isn’t,” you said, cracking open your beer. You took a sip, Jensen chuckling as he walked over towards the grill. “Tell dad I want a hotdog please.”

“Mhm,” he said.

You felt a poke on your shoulder and you spun around, staring straight at Billy Dalton’s bare chest.

“Hey, Padalecki,” he said with a smirk. 

“Hi,” you said, forcing your head to stay up and not at his shirtless chest. 

“You mind if I borrow some of that sunscreen?” he asked.

“Sure,” you said, handing over the tube.

“Thanks. I didn’t think you were much into football,” he said.

“My family’s always been super into UT football since we moved here,” you said.

“I thought you were local,” he said.

“I had an untraditional childhood,” you said with a smile. “But I’ve been here since middle school.”

“Me too. I was always too tiny to play football at my school if you can believe it,” he said.

“Really? I totally thought you were a jock...and that sounded so bad.”

“It’s cool, Padalecki. I played baseball and I got a 4 on my AP English test. Complete package right here,” he said.

“Seriously? No one in my school scored a 4,” you said.

“Life was very interesting being the dorky cool guy,” he said. “Trying to leave that behind now that we’re in college and all that.”

“You’re an English major, right?”

“Education. I’d like to be an English teacher though,” he said.

“My grandma was an English teacher,” you said.

“Seriously? That’s awesome,” he said. 

“Hey, Y/N,” said your dad, wandering over with a smile and a hot dog for you. “Who’s your friend?”

“This is Billy. He’s in my English 203 class,” you said.

“203, huh. You must be a reader then,” said your dad.

“Mhm,” you said, your dad still smiling at you. “Thanks.”

“Hey Billy. How old are you?” he asked.

“Twenty.”

“Twenty and you’re a freshman?” asked your dad.

“I had to take a year off after high school. My dad was in a bad car accident over that Fourth of July that year. I stuck around home to help out,” he said.

“Well that’s a very selfless thing to do,” he said with a nod. “Y/N, you can go hang out with your friends if you want.”

“Mhm,” you said as he walked away. “Sorry about him. He likes to you know, be a dad and harass his children.”

“That’s cool. Mine’s the same way. Thanks for the sunscreen, Padalecki,” he said as he turned to go. “You uh, want to grab lunch after class Monday?”

“Sure.”

“Cool. See ya, Padalecki,” he said. You smiled and turned around, your dad and Jensen sipping on a beer at the back of the truck with shit eating grins. “What?”

“I smell a boyfriend incoming,” said Jensen.

“She knows what she’s doing,” said your dad with a smirk.

“I will tell mom and Aunt De what you two got up to last weekend unless we never discuss this again,” you said.

“How is she so scary for being so tiny,” said Jensen.

“I learned if from you two,” you laughed, throwing your head back. “Shit, I forgot to get the sunscreen back.”

“Take it from two previously twenty year old boys. He kept it on purpose,” said your dad.

“When was that? 300 B.C.?” you asked.

“Why don’t you go get back my sunscreen or I’ll tell your parents what you got up to last night,” said Jensen with a smirk.

“I thought you were staying over your friend Sara’s,” said your dad. 

“Of course I did,” you said, shooting Jensen a look. He sipped on his beer and smiled. 

“Oh yeah. Of course she did,” he said, knowing very well you called him and asked him for a ride and to crash in their guest room when you partied a little too hard the night before.

“I hate you both,” you groaned as you headed back towards where Billy was with his friends.

“Love you too, kiddo. Now hurry up. Game starts soon.”

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#supernatural #spn #jared x daughter!reader #jared fluff #au #rpf #spn reader insert #supernatural reader insert

[imyourbratzdoll]

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

I’d like to thank @junipermuses - @royalsweetteaa - @st3rgirl - @foreverenchantingchrisevans for all of their help with creating my first kinktober and their putting up with me annoying them with it💗 and an extra thanks to @foreverenchantingchrisevans for making my kinktober sign💗

🌸𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓-𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑!🌸

🔞𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊/18+ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄!🔞

𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑.

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓.

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🌸𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 1🌸:

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3rd 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉

ft cop boyfriend steve rogers x girlfriend reader.

dry humping and praising

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5th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹 

ft jock jake wyler x naive reader.

glory hole and corruption/innocence

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7th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝓌𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 

ft roommate colin shea x roommate reader.

voyeurism

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9th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 

ft sheriff lee bodecker x criminal reader.

face-fucking and cum eating

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🌷𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 2🌷:

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10th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝒶𝓏𝑒𝒹 

ft tutor jake jensen x student reader.

cream pie and breeding kink

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12th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 

ft step-dad johnny storm x step-daughter reader.

exhibitionism

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14th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 

ft neighbour lloyd hansen x neighbour reader.

dubcon

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16th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 

ft boyfriend chris evans and his best friend sebastian stan x girlfriend reader.

sharing kink and cuckolding

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🍄𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 3🍄:

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17th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓁 

ft camboy ransom drysdale x camgirl reader.

spanking and being recorded

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19th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒 

ft best friend’s brother curtis everett x inexperienced reader.

somnophilia

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21st 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 

ft coach lance tucker x assistant coach reader.

overstimulation and semi-public sex

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23rd 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 

ft doctor steve kemp x patient reader.

dacryphilia and knife kink

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💗𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 4💗:

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24th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎𝒹𝑜𝓁𝓁 

ft boss bucky barnes x co-worker reader.

fingerfucking

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26th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 

ft caregiver frank adler x babysitter reader.

cockwarming

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28th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓎 

ft lawyer andy barber x naive reader.

daddy kink and thigh riding

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30th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 

ft were-bear ari levinson x fairy reader.

monsterfucking, public sex and sex pollen

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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓌𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 

ft daddies ari levinson, nomad steve rogers, curtis everett. their best friends bucky barnes and andy barber and reader’s teacher jake jensen x little student reader.

group sex, begging, voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sir kink, semi-public sex, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, sharing kink, cum eating, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, nipple play, spit kink, hair pulling, squirting, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cuckolding, aftercare, being recorded and teasing

this fic is dedicated to @junipermuses without her, it wouldn’t exist💗

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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 2 - 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen and his best friend johnny storm x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, aftercare, exhibitionism and teasing

also this one @junipermuses 💗

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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 3 - 𝒶𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen, his best friend johnny storm, neighbours ari levinson, andy barber and their brothers curtis everett and frank adler x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, cuckolding, fingerfucking, group sex, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cum eating, aftercare, teasing, spit kink, semi-public sex, begging and exhibitionism

and this being part 2 of lavender dreams, dedicated to @junipermuses 💗

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[thirsty-lakedream]

After a long day of practice, the football team retired back to the lockers. The arid scent of sweat coming from the burly strong men filled the air. As the athletes freshened up and went along with their day, only two were left, cooling off; shooting like shit like normal. The first was the teams head linebacker Jensen and the second, his best bro and star quarterback of the team, Ryan.

The two jocks first met when they by chance got paired up as roommates in the freshman dorms. They’re synergy only heightened their football prowess. Thanks to that, they became the dynamic duo for the front liners. They’ve been inseparable since… well until Ryan broke the news.

A knock echoed from the locker room entrance. Jensen walked over and opened the door slightly ajar to see a lanky boyish latino standing there. “Oh uh, hey Mateo,” It was Ryan’s boyfriend. “What’s up?”

Looking evidently intimidated by the broad athlete, he he timidly spoke. “H-hey, I’m looking for Ryan. He asked me to meet him after practice.”

“Oh, yeah. Come on in.” Jensen pulled the door open to let him in. “Hey Ry, your- um, your… Mateo is here.” Though he wants to be supportive, Jensen still had his reservations. When Ryan came out to him he was shocked. All this time he never sensed the impression that his best bro was gay. He would always bring the hottest babes to their room, but was that all just a cover to his real wants?

When he laid on eye on his boyfriend, something clicked in Ryan’s eyes and he put on the warmest grin. “Teo, there you are babe!” The smaller guy walked over to where the football player was, sitting in his personal football cubby and climbed into his lap, teasing for a kiss. Ryan happily obliged pulling Mateo close, locking into a kiss.

Jensen tried to shy his eyes away. He was still adjusting to this new development, but whenever it was him and the two of them, the lovers couldn’t take their eyes and lips away from each other. It was especially awkward since the two got so lost into each other they were practically dry humping during their last hang in the frat house. It could also be cause of some slight jealousy. He wasn’t gay or anything, but he did miss spending quality bro-time. Maybe I should just give them some space, Jensen thought. “I’m gonna head out. I’ll just see you man.”

Ryan pulled away, to the dismay of Mateo. “Ok man I’ll catch you later!” Jensen walked out of the locker room.

He turned back to happily continue the make out section, but at the sound of the door shutting, Mateo climbed off of the man and rolled his eyes. “Finally I thought he’d actually stick around and we’d have to pull that grinding act again.”

“Oh come on, don’t you think that the intense PDA is making the guys too uncomfortable? We don’t want to ruin the real Ryan’s image.”

Mateo cruelly glared at the athlete. In a new mocking tone, he asked. “I’m sorry, are you actually questioning my plans?”

In response Ryan’s cool and confident smile demeanor crumpled. “N-no… sorry Mateo.”

“What did you call me?”

“Sorry, Sir”

Mateo coldly smiled. “That’s better. Do not forget who holds the power in this ‘relationship.’ Now back to business, what is your status on integrating into Ryan’s life.

“Well, everything appears to be fine. No one has suspected anything amiss.”

“Is that so?”

“As far as I’m aware, sir. I did as you told and continued to do the weekly calls with his mom and sister, and I’ve kept up both his grades and exercise regimen to a tee.”

Mateo took a moment to reply, but then simply asked. “What is Ryan’s moms name.” ‘Ryan’ hesitated to answer, which caused his partner to replayed. “His mother’s name, what is it?”

“Uhh I know this, it’s Ana, right?”

Mateo rolled his eyes, reaching out and pulling Ryan by the ear. “You idiot! It’s Amanda! What if that came up in conversation? You would have tipped anyone off immediately!”

“I’m sorry I’m sorry! I promise I will read the character notes you gave me again! I promise I will get it right next time!”

As ‘Ryan pleased, Mateo took note of something else. As he held onto Ryan, it looked as if his skin was stretching unnaturally, almost as it was being pulled away from his head. Pulling tighter, Mateo stretched Ryan’s face harder. From the offices of his eyes and mouth, paler skin much different then Ryan’s sun-touched complexion could be seen. “And let me guess, you haven’t been applying the glue like I instructed you.”

Ryan sounded so small and timid, “I-I’m sorry I forgot to do it the last couple days…”

Mateo let go of his boyfriend and walked over to his duffle. Digging through the sweaty gear he found what he was looking for, a long metallic tube of cream. Without hesitation, he squeezed a hardy dollop of goop into his hand and rubbed it vigorously onto the jocks face. Performing another experimental pull, Ryan’s face held rigid.

“You are really fucking this up. What would you have done if something happened during practice, or in the shower. How do you think those dumb jocks would react if their star players face distorted or came off, revealing some loser posing to be him, wearing his skin like some kind of costume?”

“I-I… I don’t know.”

“Now, is there anything else you want to confess to me before I find out later.”

Ryan bit his lip, but eventually admitted, “There was one little thing. I may have been talking to Jensen and gotten something wrong. Instead of remembering he has a sister, I asked about his brother… But I got him to believe it was a bad joke! I promise he doesn’t suspect a thing!”

Mateo simply rubbed his temple, trying to massage away the pounding headache “You’re on thin ice. Thin fucking ice.”

Ryan hesitated, before standing up. Using his large stature to try and intimidate Mateo, he barked aggressively. “I made some mistakes but I’m getting better, why don’t you get off my back.”

Mateo let out a sigh, turning away from the groveling man. “Do you know why I chose you for this job, Brian?”

At hearing his real name, the guy inside Ryan shuddered. “Umm, because you knew I would do anything for you.”

The Latino man scoffed, “The reason I chose you to put on Ryan and take over his life was because I knew as an actor, you’d be able to slip into the role seamlessly. Besides you even had a fairly convincing impression of the real Ryan. Clearly I was mistaken as your performance has been lackluster at best. What would stop me from taking you out of that suit and replacing you with someone else better suited for the job. I could even get them a voice changer and no one would notice a difference.” He pulled a small remote from his pocket. “One click of this and you will be ejected from Ryan’s suit, forced to go back to your sad, pathetic life as Brian. Just some gay loser no one wants or would ever want?”

Terrified by Mateo’s threat, Ryan fell to his knees, pleading to Mateo. “No please, anything but that! I’m so sorry please don’t take this away from me I promise i will do better, much better!” His voice sounding a bit off, now squeakier than his normal bravado.

Mateo hesitated, teasing his finger on the remotes button, before finally putting it back into his pocket. “Fine. I will give you one last chance. But listen to me… no more screw ups, no more forgetting to maintain the suit, got it? Let this be the last time we have to discuss it. After this, you are Ryan Griffin- my cocky quarterback boyfriend, but in private you are my loyal dumb servant.”

“Y-yes sir.”

“Repeat it,” Mateo demanded.

“I- I am Ryan Griffin, I am your cocky quarterback boyfriend, but in private I shall loyally serve you.”

A sinister smile crept on Mateo’s face. “Atta boy.” He placed his hand, caressing his dumb, stubbly cheek. “Now get changed cause your taking me out to dinner tonight.”

#bodysuit #male bodysuit #male transformation #take over #straight to gay #need to jock #control #impersonation

[eisforeidolon]

Question: What was your favorite episode of Supernatural to film?

Jensen: To film?

Jared: In hindsight, or at the time? I mean, 'cause I look back and, like, French Mistake? Looking back now I love it, but I was so anxious the entire time, I was so nervous that I didn't have a great time filming it? But in hindsight, I loooove the memory of having filmed it. Does that make any sense? It kinda sounds weird, like, it was nerve wracking, I was like, I have to be funny and there's a lock and a key and a [gestures vaguely like in the episode]. Nutcracker where they were fitting me for jock straps and stuff. I was like, this sucks. Like, who thinks this is funny?

Jensen: That was - Changing Channels?

Jared: [grabs Jensen's thigh] Changing Channels! I had, like, herpes commercials and shit, I was like, this, I don't like this very much. Riding the motorcycles around and falling around. Like in hindsight, it was amazing, but during the filming of it I was like this might be the worst thing that's ever happened to me in my life. And then strange, like Sacrifice, the end of season eight, was awful to film but I loved that I got to experience it, you know? It was three days in an abandoned church with Mark Sheppard - who we're all sending love to, and I love him and you all love him [crowd cheers]. But it wasn't, it wasn't enjoyable during it - it's always enjoyable, not mean to bitch, but it was stressful during it, but those are the two episodes that just came to my head. Or like The End, you know, like that - like episode twenty three of five? What was that [slaps Jensen's arm] Swan Song! The End was him, um Samifer - Swan Song, the finale of season five, was amazing in my head now, but during it, I hated it. It was like, I'm killing my brother, I'm killing myself, like what's going on -

Jensen: I was gonna say that one of them would be The End, and it's, I think it's a similar thing [rests hand on Jared's knee] it's because it was such a challenge to shoot those particular episodes that it was very taxing during shooting those, that particular episode for me that I was playing two versions of Dean. But it's one that I look back on with great pride because of how challenging it was. I'll say that - you guys might not like this - that one of my favorite episodes to film was the very last episode. I'll tell you why, it's because we had gotten to a point where he and I could truly reflect and appreciate the magnitude of the moment that was happening in front of us. I - when I got in to that car and I drove it, Dean was driving in heaven, I knew that that was gonna be the final drive for this run of the show. And you know, I think I have video, I set my little phone up in the seat and recorded me doing that final drive. And then he and I on the bridge, like we, there were moments that he and I took, multiple moments that he and I took to ourselves without the cameras rolling. And so I think that was precious for me.

Jared: Yeah.

Jensen: And that meant so much because of the journey we had gone on and where we had ended up together, so. That's, that's - but if you're just like, what was fun? Yellow Fever was fun.

Jared: Yeah, that was fun. That was fun. You know what? I agree a hundred percent. It occurred to me while you were talking about it, I think the only episode that I really feel like I just had fun during? Was Baby. [Jensen points his mic at Jared] Because we weren't - it wasn't the Sam and Dean show, it was the Baby show. And so it was like we got to go have some fun on somebody else's set.

Jensen: It was also kind of the most unique -

Jared: So wild.

Jensen: process of filming an episode because they just mounted cameras to the car and then just sent us out into the wild. And just fingers crossed, I hope these two knuckleheads can get the scene. It was up to us.

Jared: Yeah. And it was also the first time in a decade and a half where we weren't going onto set of a show about Sam and Dean Winchester, like, this episode was about Baby. So we got to go and like just help be cogs in the wheel, you know, it wasn't like - it felt like less pressure - even though we were in the entire episode, obviously.

Jensen: Yeah, that's a great answer. Baby. And one of my favorite episodes, too. That was a Robbie Thompson special.

Jared: Yeah, that's right.

#j2 main panel #nashcon 2023 #long post

[hologramcowboy]

https://www.tumblr.com/hologramcowboy/745395618485272576/am-i-being-extra-sensitive-or-was-this-a-rape?source=share

I hope I can vent here for a second. I genuinely do not understand why anyone gave him a pass on that one. Had that been someone like Joe Jonas, Ben Affleck, Henry Cavill, Mike Tyson, Pedro Pascal even, they would not have been given a pass and it would have been all over main news media sites. He wouldn't be making that joke if he knew any of the children that were sexually abused by priests for decades or what happened with the Boy Scouts. There are just some things you don't make a joke about. His Brendan Fraser The Whale joke he made was bad enough, as were some other jokes he made over the years, but in this day and age, there is no more excuse. I don't personally know anyone affected by the abuse people of those two institutions enacted, that I'm aware of I should say, and I would never ever make that joke. As gross as Misha can be, even he didn't make that joke. Even if he wanted to play along, he shouldn't, not after he was so vocal about the mass graves found in Canada and the atrocities committed by the churches up there against Native children for decades.

Any AA that defends that joke Jensen made is a heartless asshole that needs to get their heads checked as soon as possible.

Now, that all being said, I think he's saying worse and worse things lately for two reasons. The first is I think this is really him and he just doesn't give a fuck anymore. Like he'll still try to tell people what he thinks they want to hear but more and more lately, he gives a very no fucks given vibe. Whether that's due to what happened with The Winchesters or Rust or whatever, that's the vibe he gives off. The second is I think he says assholish shit like this at certain points because he's trying to give off a Soldier Boy vibe, sort of selling that character since a lot of people speculate he'll be returning for The Boys' last season. Sort of like he used to dress as Dean with the flannel and jeans, and then like Beau when Big Sky was airing. I could be wrong but that's the vibe I got when he went "oh, that's too far?"

I'm curious as to what your thoughts are. Not about the joke, we all know it was disgusting and highly inappropriate, but about why he presents himself like this sometimes. And why he always seems to get a free pass the more he ups the ante on being an asshole.

Jensen's self image is warped by his sychopant fans and his deluded wife. He has no personality of his own and instead tries to inject in himself the attributes of the characters he gets cast as because he mistakes characters for branding. Branding is who You are not who your character is. Branding is that unique essence you bring to your character.

Sorry to say but this is what happens when a man who lacks culture and studies gets hyper praised to the point where he loses his sensitivity towards others. Jensen has a one sided view in life, anyone who disagrees with him is automatically a bully. He is just like his sychopantic fans. He can't perceive the world in all of its layers and that's endlessly sad for someone who claims to be an artist.

He claims he wants to bring light to the world or whatever will earn him approval but then acts like a jock who is bullying his friends.

At the end of the day, Jensen is a subpar actor who lacks culture in an industry where people are now multihyhyphenated and multicultured. It would do him good to be more grounded and realize that his influence can help people when it is used with the intention to help, rather than when it is squandered on incredibly inappropriate jokes and behaviors (getting superdrunk at cons is a superbad example).

Being praised in a one sided way has clearly gone to his head. That terrible joke is not the first time he demonstrated a lack of empathy and self awareness. I really wish he had good role models around him but he's married to the queen of bullying so why are we even surprised when he acts like a mindless, self centered jock?

Jensen needs to grow up. A lot. Thank you for allowing me to vent, I have tears in my eyes as I am writing this, I am just so sad he's turning out to be such a disappointment on so many levels. You see, you are definitely not alone in your need to vent and thank you so much for expressing things in an honest, open way. AAs forget what honesty and having values means because they forego their own values and replace them with the perceived ones from Jensen. It pains me to say this because I saw so much in him but...Jensen is no rolemodel.

#jensen critical

[just-a-pole-sir]

Joining the other anon to say the person writing the Cody/Jensen story is truly amazing. I need five other stepdad/coach/older man and younger man/stepson/jock student stories by Friday

Hope my Jensen and Cody fanfic writer sees how hyped we all are!

#cody christian #jensen ackles #asks #anon

[deancaslover]

I just discovered why I love high school aus where Dean is a jock with a heart of gold  and Cas is weird and a nerd. It’s because it’s basically COCKLES. 

From what we know about Jensen, he was a really nice guy who was very into sports and all that. American, after all. And Misha was this weird dude who loved helping people and was really smart. 

I’m so glad they found each other *cries of joy*

#destiel #cockles #fanfiction #destiel fanfic #high school aus #destiel is cockles fault #thank you for coming to my ted talk

[casmybelovedass]

That man needs to shut up

#/j but like please i didn't need a reminder jfc #am i going to see the jock and balls in a few hours? #help #jensen ackles

[onsunnyside]

sonny bear i am here to make my case as to why jock!steve and nerd!jensen are the dream dp team!!!!! 📊 (my results and findings) 🗂️💻 (my files, physical and digital) 📑 (meeting agenda and notes, 1 printed copy for you and i will email the file to everyone else after the meeting) 💼 (my briefcase) 👩🏻‍💼(me)

1. mean daddy jock!steve 2. soft daddy nerd!jensen 3. whiplash from the dynamic!!!!! the image in my head: steve loves edging and jake loves overstimulation……. can you imagine doing anything other than crying, drooling, and taking it like a good girl 😮‍💨 4. these are the kings of dirty talk! they’re gonna tell you exactly how good you’re making them feel, how you and your holes were made to be used by them 5. (by extension) name calling meets praise… i have ran world class top of the line software (1 minute of using my brain) to present to you a selection of what steve and jake will call you when they’re deep in you: dirty slut, filthy baby, cumdump, pretty girl, cocksleeve

this concludes my presentation!! i’m open to comments, questions, and concerns 😌🫶🏻 vote for jock!steve and nerd!jensen!!!!! 👹🤲🏻 - 🪷

well after the first paragraph, you already have me convinced !! i'm sitting 🪑 and listening👂very closely to your presentation

the dynamic has so much potential to be filthy 🌚 steve mocks you for wanting them and jake has trouble staying calm when you beg to ride his face 😵‍💫 but mean steve steps in and says you don't deserve that, so he fucks your face while jake eats you out from behind. it's !! so !! messy !! "so cute down there, filthy baby, is Jake making you feel good?" ALLOW ME TO SAVE THESE NICKNAMES FOR THE DRABBLE and although they aren't in the lead, this gave me a few ideas hehe

#🪷 anon #i am: sonny bear #polls ask #sonnysprompts #ask sonny #dream dp team #team blondies

[imyourbratzdoll]

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

💌𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄💌

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 18+ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄! 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘

AGE AND SIZE DIFFERENCE IS ADDED TO ALL! ALL MEN ARE LARGER THAN THE READER! THE ELVES ARE THE SIZE OF HER PALM!

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𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐬:

𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚 (ma fée) - were-bear ari levinson x fairy reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 (ma lapin) - easter bunny logan howlett x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 (ma ange) - elf steve rogers x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 (ma fleur) - elf jake jensen x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚 (ma papillon) - elf frank adler x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒗𝒆 (ma colombe) - the grinch bucky barnes x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍 (ma perle) - lifeguard ari levinson x tiny reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 (mon trésor) - elf johnny storm x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 (ma princesse) - elf curtis everett x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆 (mon biche) - elf lee bodecker x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆�� (ma chaton) - jock jake wyler x nerdy girlfriend reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 (mon amour) - bull hybrid ari levinson x farmer reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 (ma chérie) - were-bear henry cavill x bunny hybrid reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 (ma pêche) - steve kemp x girlfriend reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒆 (ma bourdon) - best friend’s dad ari levinson x young reader x his friend andy barber

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𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒘𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑 (ma goutte de rosée) - willy wonka x lover reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 (ma douce rose) - best friend’s brother curtis everett x innocent reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 (ma lumière des étoiles) - rick grimes x best friend reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒏 (mon soleil) - elf lloyd hansen x mrs claus reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 (mon sucre) - luke danes x partner reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍 (ma poupée) - stepdad bucky barnes x stepdaughter reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒆 (ma tarte aux cerises) - stepdad steve rogers x stepdaughter reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎 (ma prune de sucre) - stepbrother curtis everett x stepsister reader

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𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎 (ma prune) - winter soldier bucky barnes x pretty reader

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𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃

𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 - cupid pre-serum steve rogers x lovesick reader

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#imyourbratzdollwork #chris evans characters #sebastian stan characters #rick grimes fanfiction #ari levinson fanfiction #henry cavill fanfiction #ransom drysdale fanfiction #steve rogers fanfiction #jake jensen fanfiction #lee bodecker fanfiction #curtis everett fanfiction #johnny storm fanfiction #frank adler fanfiction #lloyd hansen fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfiction #logan howlett fanfiction #willy wonka fanfiction #luke danes fanfiction #andy barber fanfiction #steve kemp fanfiction #jake wyler fanfiction #imyourbratzdollvalentinesday

[obsessedwithdavrick]

Top 7 reads of 2023

I was challenged by @mostlyinthemorning to make a list of my top seven reads. It was a complicated task, so I started with 20 that really stuck with me and narrowed it down to seven.

Not in any order, but I exclusively read gay romance so all these books have that in common.

The District Line- CF White

Mike and Jay come from different worlds but are both striving for more. They both have big dreams and the struggle to make their relationship work is big, all-encompassing and takes 4 books to get a HEA. An investment in time, but well worth it. I loved my time living in London and understanding the class issues really made this poignant.

Until You- Briar Prescott

This is a seemingly simple love story with some pretty damaged MC's but the twist made me gasp out loud. It stays with me.

The Art of Husbandry: Jay Hogan

I'm a very big fan of Jay Hogan, I demolished many of their books this year. This is a sweeping sprawling story, and the beauty in the words made me swoon. Honestly. So good. I might have to do a reread thinking about it now.

Building Forever- Kelly Jensen

I don't know how some books manage to take a seemingly simple story and just elevate it, but this is another that does. Actually, I lie. I do know. When you have to stop and reread a line, because it knocks you for a six- then you spend a moment breathing and contemplating the beauty of the line? That's the difference. Exquisite writing.

Love Me Whole- Nicky James

Oryn shares his life and headspace with five distinctively different alters. Reed, a protective, very straight jock. Cohen, a flamboyantly gay nineteen-year-old who is a social butterfly. Cove, a self-destructive terror, whose past haunts him. Theo, an asexual man of little emotion, whose focus is on maintaining order. And Rain, a five-year-old child whose only concern is Batman.

Vaughn can't stay away.

Boyfriend Goals- Riley Hart

This is just a super cute story. Read it.

Playing for Keeps- Avery Cockburn

This book had me on the edge of my seat. The secrets that John Burns are hiding are going to set him on fire but the romance is swoonworthy. A great cast of characters fill this out and I recommend the whole series but this first one? Whoosh. I had to throw the book down a few times I was so anxious.

Thank you for the tag and I'll tag my reading buddies

@legalgal421 @goodiecornbread @steviestoospooky @characterassassination-at-9am if you feel like playing

#end of year list #2023

[a30somethingslookatpopculture]

Top 10 "13 Reasons Why" Characters

I am focusing mainly on the main cast and characters that I feel made a big enough impact on the show as a whole. Where I rank them isn’t solely based on how much I like them. Some instances will also be based on how well I feel the actor portrays them. However controversial that might be at times.

1. Tony Padilla

Tony just oozes cool, to me. I loved him from the moment I saw him. His car, awesome. His leather jacket, also awesome. His hair and style, great. His humor and overall characterization were great to me as well. I think we can all agree, we need a friend like Tony in our lives! I was always rooting for my boy!

2. Justin Foley

This one is a weird one. I spent most of season one thinking Justin was such a jerk. His friends were jerks, his actions that led to his tape also made him a jerk. But, by the time the series ended, I absolutely loved the guy! My heart hurt for him, man. He was done so wrong!

3. Clay Jensen

Clay was an interesting character. I can’t quite place it but, I have love/hate feelings towards him. Especially as the series progresses. Yes, dude went through some seriously terrible stuff in his young life. But he turned into a bit of a douche. I was glad to see him seemingly riding off into a happier life, though. Sadly, his demons will always be with him.

4. Hannah Baker

Hannah’s story was just sad altogether. But we all know that already. In terms of character, I liked her. I could relate in some ways. Being a former victim of immense bullying, I totally understood her thought process. Though I didn’t have exactly what happened to her, happen to me, I was certainly a victim of harsh rumors like she was. It takes a huge toll on a young girl’s mind. The tape thing was a little much, though...

Sadly, we didn't get enough time with her for me to truly grow with her, so I put her lower on this list than I wanted to.

5. Bryce Walker

Say what you will about Bryce the character, but the actor did such an amazing job at portraying such a despicable, yet somewhat understandable character. Especially as the series progresses. At times I found myself questioning if I should hate him, or feel bad for him. He was definitely NOT a good guy in any sense of the word. But I give Justin Prentice all the credit on this one! I like a good 'heel".

6. Alex Standall

Alex is awkward and quiet. And he definitely struggled a lot in the show. 13 Reasons Why never shied away from dark themes and Alex was just one of many that got hurt a lot. My really felt for him. Especially early on.

7. Jessica Davis

I have never really been able to decide what exactly it is that I feel about Jessica. I liked her, but also found her to be a bit too uptight and bratty at times. In season one especially. But, that's the point. She was the spoiled daddy’s girl type. I began to sympathize with her more as the show progressed, though.

8. Zach Dempsey

I didn’t think much one way or another about Zach. For much of the show he was the jock stereotype. I liked seeing his more sensitive sides, though. And I especially love the slight bromance he and Clay would later have.

9. Tyler Down

We’ve all known someone like Tyler. Someone really on the outside of every group in high school. Someone you’d see off on their own, and usually the target of many of the jock’s attacks. Seeing how this would impact Tyler throughout the show just broke my heart into a million pieces. I particularly loved how the actor portrayed him in the later seasons. He got really real, and really raw. His talent showed in his performance.

10. Ani Achola

I just don’t have a clue what I think of Ani. I didn’t feel she was needed really. I mean, I guess they needed someone to come in and humanize Bryce a bit and give Clay a new love interest. But her and Clay just didn[‘t do it for me. They had some cute moments together. And I have nothing against the character per se. I just couldn’t connect with her as much.

#Top 10 #13 Reasons Why #Hannah Baker #Clay Jensen #Justin Foley #Tony Padilla #Zach Dempsey #Jessica Davis #Ani Achola #Alex Standall #Bryce Walker #Tyler Down

[lol-jackles]

Your post about Jensen's branding interests me. Now, this is not related to SPN, but would you mind take a look at the branding of Nicholas Galitzine and Taylor Zakhar Perez? I've fallen in love with them since Red, White, & Royal Blue lol. Here's their Instagram: (instagram com/nicholasgalitzine/), (instagram com/taylorzakharperez/). And here's their tiktoks: (tiktok com/@nicholasgalitzine), (tiktok com/@taylorzakharperez). Thank you in advance!

Link. Link. Link. Link.

First impression of Nicholas: a young, less destructive version of Johnny Depp. He is a brooding poet looking for love and connection but ends up alone because he feels his soulmate deserves better than him. Reserved interior with an inviting exterior that still keeps you at arm's length.

Character: Career military, teacher/professor, artist/poet/musician. He's the love interest that got away.

Images that stood out to me.

First impression of Taylor: a family-oriented rebel. He will go off to do his own thing but will come running back to defend his family and friends at first slight. He wants to be taken seriously but his inner-clown always gets the better of him because he doesn't take himself seriously.

Character: The nice guy, jock, jokester. He's the best friend who doesn't seem bright but is actually the smartest guy in the room.

Images that stood out to me.

I can see why Nicholas and Taylor were cast in their respective roles for Red, White, Royal Blue.

#nicholas galitzine #taylor zakhar perez

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Patreon Update (February ‘23)

Hello there everyone, hope everyone is doing well! It’s been a bit dead over here on Tumblr (which I apologize for) but I’m planning on changing that starting next week with a new story. Without going into too much detail, I’ll just quickly explain that I’ve been dealing with a bout of depression (which was only amplified by getting food poisoning recently as well). Luckily, I feel like I’m in a better headspace and I’m finally recovering from the food poisoning! 

Anyways, here’s a quick little summary of the stuff I’ve released over on my Patreon over the past month. If any of the following stories intrigue you, please feel free to click on the title so you can sign up for the appropriate tier to read it! I’d love to have you join my Patreon and my Discord community, where you can view exclusive photo captions.

The Scent of Studliness

After secretly witnessing his jock tormentor / secret crush Alex get turned into a pair of workout clothes by a bullied janitor, gym novice Martin investigates the new clothing and finds his inner kinks emerging as he realizes that they are soaked in the jock's intense sweat. Upon pressing his nose into the clothing and inhaling Alex's potent musk, Martin's body soon finds itself transforming to become the perfect replica of the jock.

Tags: Inanimate, Clothing-Based TF, Mental Change, Muscle Growth, Racial Change, Shapeshift

The Leading Man

Upon finding out that his friend and former Supernatural co-star Jensen Ackles would be attending the same brand new fan convention as him called Soul-Conventions, jealous actor Misha Collins decides to use one of the magical items included in his gift basket to finally get the chance to be the hunky leading man...

Tags: Body Swap, Actors, Revenge

Devolving The Scientist

After finally achieving success with their military-funded weapon that is meant to devolve opposing armies into an early stage of evolution, frail and nerdy Dexter is desperate to get the solo credit on the weapon while also getting the upper hand against his hunky co-worker Richard. Deciding to jump straight into human trials, the sly and jealous genius decides to get his revenge on the hunky Richard and send him down a few rings on the evolution timeline...

Tags: Animal, Mental Changes, Revenge

S-C Fitness: The Trial Run (Part One)

After returning from holiday break to find that his small hometown gym has been suddenly purchased and revamped to become a brand new S-C Fitness location, pudgy gym novice Tom gets an invitation from the new owner for a brand new program he's trying to implement. Upon finding out that not only will he receive a free gym membership for participating, but he'll also get the opportunity to do a workout with his gym crush Dylan, the man instantly agrees. Unfortunately for the duo though, they'll end up finishing their session in different bodies...

Tags: Shapeshift, S-C Fitness

The Body Shop

In hopes of alleviating some stress, Peter opts to take a walk through his college town. Near the end of his stroll, the man stumbles upon a new shop called The Body Shop. Upon entering, he's greeted to a vast array of artificial body parts that are able to be worn to create a bodysuit of a customer's dream body piece-by-piece. As soon as he meets the incredibly attractive owner of the shop, Peter finds his world turned upside down as he's able to be easily convinced to try out pieces that he never would have previously considered...

Author's Note: This series will become increasingly smutty with each chapter in the trilogy. It's not something I've dabbled much into, so I thought it was a worthy warning to preface this story. So if intense and explicit foreplay isn't your thing, this trilogy may not be for you!

Tags: The Body Shop, Slow Transformation, Gender Swap

#male transformation #shapeshift #body swap #human to animal #gender swap

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EDDIE MUNSON WEEK: Day three, graduation/ the freak or high school AU

This is my take on the whole Eddie being with a cheerleader. 

TITLE: Bring It On SUMMARY: Jensen tries out for the Hawkins cheer squad, much to Eddie’s horror. PAIRING: Eddie x OFC

WORD COUNT: 9k WARNINGS: 18+, underage drinking, smut, Eddie has a thigh fetish, cursing I apologized if the smut is terrible. Hopefully, I caught most of the spelling errors! Writing Links: Stranger Things Masterlist

It seemed Hawkins was going through an intense heat wave. Despite sitting in front of a fan, going to the pool, and heck, even taking a dip in Lover’s Lake could not bring any reprieve from the brutal heat of the sun. Eddie was fully convinced that it was the heat that had the words coming out of his best friend’s mouth. 

They had decided to sweat it out in his trailer, clad in the simplest clothes. And as much as he loved his long hair, it was sort of becoming a nuisance. Jensen had offered her braiding skills. He wouldn’t admit it aloud, but the feeling of Jensen parting his hair so gently and the way her fingers scratched his scalp felt really good. The bonus was in this heat wave he won’t have to worry about his hair for a couple of days as well as she works on giving him two French braids. 

Eddie knew he got extremely lucky with his friendship with Jensen Thomas. 

She had moved to town in January of this year and he had the added advantage of being her neighbor. That also meant he could be on the welcoming committee as well. She had moved in from Indianapolis with her dad. 

Jensen was a different breed than all the girls that infested Hawkins. Eddie could admit Hawkins was homogenous. Anything that was a little outside of the normally repressed WASP suit with its nuclear family and a white picket fence was considered the devil’s work. Or “a freak” as they have labeled him along with his Hellfire club. 

Jensen had curly brown hair streaked with vibrant pink, purple, and blue strands. Her skin, usually a tawny beige color, which was a vast contrast to his and 99.9% of the population's white skin, stood out. Now, her skin was turning to a brown-red terra cotta or maybe a smooth ochre darkened from the sun. He felt depending on the colors she wore would highlight the deep bronze of her skin. And her deep brown eyes he wanted to plant himself in her deep gazes. 

But she was different and beautiful. She made him almost grateful that he had to repeat senior year, especially now with the words that had tumbled out of her mouth, which had him questioning his sanity. 

“Cheerleading?” Eddie repeated as the word tasted foul on his tongue. “Of all things, Cheerleading! Just join Hellfire, officially, if you’re bored.” 

He had yet been able to convince Jensen to actually join a D&D campaign officially. Despite boasting that he was the best Dungeon Master she could ever have the honor of learning under, it had only rewarded him with a smirk and a pat on the head as she declared she would rather watch than play. 

He didn’t need to be looking at her to know she rolled her eyes. “This place has no gymnastic team, Eddie. Rolling dice isn’t exactly going to keep me nice and limber.”

Eddie's heart raced. If she got on the cheerleading team, it meant her possibly leaving the lunch table. She would have to attend those stupid sports games and associate with people who were the bane of his existence. Oh god, what if a jock tried to make a move on her? 

Eddie’s head snapped back by Jensen’s grip. He met the somber gaze of Jensen as she pulled him back by his hair. 

“Don’t be overdramatic, please.” 

He groaned as her full and supple lips formed a pout. He was a goner, and they both knew it. 

“No promises.”

Jensen rolled her eyes as she pulled his head back to the position she needed it in as she finished his braids. 

Eddie sighed as he felt his world was about to turn upside down. 

Eddie felt like the tryouts had come too quickly for his liking. In between his band’s practice and gigs and D&D campaigns, she subjected him to many cheers and dances. He thought at this point he could audition to wave chopped-up plastic bags around. It was with dread that he realized his friend was serious about this endeavor. 

And he was going to be a supportive friend. After all, she has come to every Corroded Coffin gig at the Hideout, listened to all his rants on D&D, and she even designed a new Hellfire shirt for this upcoming school year. 

It was a no-brainer that he would give her a ride to the tryouts. He ignored the fact he was willingly driving to Hawkins High in the middle of summer, not for school, but he frowned at all the cars that filled the parking lot. 

It’s all green, yellow, and hair neat and clean. The total opposite of his green and white dented van, curly hair, and ripped jeans. It was weird that they considered him a cult leader. 

“You can stay in the van.”

Eddie whipped his head over to look at Jensen, who was eying him apprehensively. He gave her a soft smile. “Just give me a minute.”

Jensen didn’t question him. She only nodded her head as she hopped out of the van. She looked back at him and he gave her a wave that seemed to settle something in her. Eddie rested his head against the steering wheel. Christ, he was 19, and he was on the verge of insanity because his friend wanted to be a cheerleader. 

Eddie sighed as he stepped out of the driver’s seat and grabbed his pack of cigarettes. The nicotine flooding his system made him happy. He debated on if he should stay in his van, but he knew he wouldn’t. He would suffer in watching them wave plastic bags around as his brain matter leaked out of his ears. 

He finished his cigarette quickly and flicked it out of his fingers tips since Jensen wasn’t here to scold him for littering. 

He leisurely made his trek to the track field where there was a group of girls in their athletic best waiting to try out. He made his way to the bleachers, and he froze as his boots hitting the metal made a loud bang, causing all eyes to fly towards him. 

He looked at the group of girls glaring at him for interrupting whatever speech was being said. Except there was a pair of deep eyes that reminded him of syrup looking at him and he was drowning as he watched a smile bloom across her face. 

Eddie watched impressed as Jensen worked through the tryouts and all the challenges those girls were throwing at her. He was like a proud mom as he mouthed the routine with her and did small mimicking movements of the familiar Hawkins cheers he heard for the past five years. Yet, when she did her freestyle, he didn’t care about the attention he drew himself as he cheered and clapped loudly for Jensen. 

“Hey, Freak!”

Eddie eyed Jason Carver and his bandit of idiots standing at the bottom of the bleachers.

His eyes caught Jensen’s, who had her bottom lip trapped between her teeth. He threw her a quick smirk as he gave Jason a blinding smile. 

“Who have I pissed off to earn the displeasure of your company?” Eddie replied from his place. His eyes gleamed as Jason’s chest puffed underneath his Hawkins gray t-shirt. 

“What are you even doing here?”

Eddie eyed the boy. “Minding my business.” Eddie plopped back down on the metal bench. “Is there a purpose you’re over here because I’ll have you know I charge by the hour?” Eddie threw in a wink for good measure and watched as Jason’s face turned an interesting shade of red. 

Jason and his cronies left him alone, and Eddie turned his attention back to Jensen. Her eyes were full of questions. He rewarded her with some devil horns with his fingers and stuck his tongue out. He could hear her laughter from the bench. 

Jensen was bursting with energy as the tryouts were over. Eddie watched as she practically skipped to the car. “You want some burgers?”

“Well, if you are offering,” Jensen replied with that sweet smile of hers. “Eddie Munson, my personal sugar daddy.”

Eddie snorted. “Maybe we will have to put those cheerleading skills to use then.”

“People do have fetishes for girls wearing the cheerleading skirt.” Jensen stood in front of his van and posed like a pin-up girl. “How much do you think I could make in an hour?”

Eddie paused as he eyed Jensen’s frame. She wasn’t stick thin like most of the girls. She had curves and his favorite features were her ass and thighs. Jesus, Eddie needed to get a grip. Her thighs were exposed in that stupid skirt were about to be his most beautiful nightmare. After all, when did he develop those feelings for Jensen? 

Jensen made the squad, which wasn’t surprising to Eddie. He thought the squad would have been stupid to not have her. Yet, now her free time was taken up by cheerleading and their stupid fundraising. He was sure that if he didn’t live next door to her, he wouldn’t see her as much. Maybe he was being a tad dramatic, considering he was in a band and played D&D. He was just used to Jensen tagging along and being there. 

It was Monday afternoon and the boys just got done practicing their gig for Tuesday night at the Hideout. With Jensen going to be gone for most of the day, he had offered to take them to get burgers and then go rent a movie. 

They were passing downtown when they came across a display of balloons and a wet street. Eddie frowned as he looked at the gaggle of girls in their bright, colorful swimsuits. 

“Holy shit! Is that Jensen!” Gareth exclaims with his face practically plastered to the window. 

Eddie’s foot pressed on the brake and had his van screeching as he caught Jensen in her two-piece that was black with multi-colored frogs on it. He was at least thankful that she was wearing a pair of jean shorts. Yet, he didn’t know she even owed a pair of daisy dukes. 

Jensen had her hair in two French braids similar to the style she gave him weeks before. She was laughing at something Chrissy said. Her skin was wet and glistening. Either way, he didn’t know why he felt her swimming suit was more scandalous and dangerous to his libido when they both jumped into Lover’s Lake only in their underwear. 

Eddie smacked the back of Gareth and Jeff's heads. “Avert your eyes.”

“Come on, man, it ain’t like we are the only one looking,” Gareth replied as he rubbed his head.

“Besides, have you to admit that Jensen is hot as fuck?” Jeff added. 

“Whoa!” Eddie yelled as he glared at his two friends. “Way out of line.”

Gareth snorted. “Just because we are all friends. We aren’t blind, Eddie. I think the only reason people haven’t tried anything is because of you. But if she is now a cheerleader…”

“Now what,” Eddie pressed.  

“...its like open season with those jocks,” Gareth answered. 

Eddie shook his head. Jensen wasn’t like that. She wouldn’t date the likes of Jason Carver and his band of idiots. She wouldn’t replace him with them. 

Eddie turned his gaze back to the burning asphalt and soapy cars. 

It convinced Eddie that cheerleading was the real cult. 

“You’re not even listening to me.”

Eddie’s brown eyes bore into Jensen’s, who was lounging across his bed. They both had nothing to do for the day for once. They had the trailer to themselves. He was moving between plotting a new D&D campaign and plucking the strings on his guitars. She was flipping through a magazine, which was new for her. And from the quick flash he saw of it, it looked to be Cosmo. 

“What?” He said gruffly as his fingers tapped against his D&D binder. 

“Wayne said you’ve been moody for the past few weeks.”

“What?” 

“Edward.”

“When you even talk to Wayne?”

“Today. I see him as much as you see him, Eddie.”

“Hmm,” Eddie replied. 

He didn’t see it coming when his binder was snatched from his lap. 

“Hey!” He shouted as she placed the binder underneath her. Eddie immediately lunged after her, but her knees come up. He grabbed her ankles and yanked her down. 

“Ahh!”

He smiled as the binder was visible. However, he underestimated she was a gymnast as her legs wrapped themselves tightly around his waist. He made an oomph sound as he toppled over. He caught himself with his forearms and he peered down at her. 

“What is up with you?” She asked.

“Nothing.”

“Edward.”

“I’m being serious, nothing,” he reiterated. 

“And I’m the Queen of England,” Jensen retorted. 

Eddie rolled his eyes, and he looked down at Jensen, who still had a vice grip on him with her legs. “You know, the last time a girl had me like this, my bed got lovely decorations.”

“Ugh, gross Eddie.”

Eddie cackled as she released him and he plopped down on the bed beside her, causing her to jiggle a bit. 

Jensen turned, so she was on her side as she peered at him. “We need to go school shopping.”

Eddie made a disgusted face that caused Jensen to laugh. She moved over so her chin was resting on his chest. “You are going to graduate this year, Eddie.”

“You still sitting at the table?”

“What in the hell type of question is that?” Jensen asked, offended. “Of course I am.” Jensen sat up and ruffled his hair, causing him to slap her hands away. “Don’t be silly, Eds.”

She leaned over and grabbed the magazine she was looking at. She threw it on his chest and he realized it wasn’t Cosmo she was looking at, but the local ads. 

“What color bookbag do you want this year?”

He didn’t know what it was about this moment as he looked at Jensen and watched as she grabbed his guitar. Her fingers played a very choppy rendition of “Cherry Bomb” that should embarrass them both, considering how many times he had tried to teach her the basics. 

He watched as she mimicked the stage presence of Joan Jett and gave him a blinding smile. 

Damn, he had a crush on his best friend. 

Jensen had only been half-serious when she told Eddie about trying out for cheerleading. It had surprised her he didn’t insist he needed to perform an exorcism right then and there. She was serious when she told him she needed some physical activity. She missed the routine of gymnastics. God, she missed having sore muscles and the stupid leotards. 

Jensen longed for the camaraderie between her and her teammates. Then she felt guilty, as Eddie was her best friend and he more than made up for the things she missed. He had easily welcomed her to the fold. He had been the best welcoming committee anyone could have asked her. It was a shame and pity how people in town treated him. 

It baffled her that Eddie was considered scandalous for liking heavy metal and D&D when it was normal and accepted in the more urban areas of states. Still, Eddie was the bright spot in her life and she hoped to never lose his friendship. 

She knew he was having a hard time with her being a cheerleader now. She wished she could say that it was utterly miserable. Yet, it wasn’t. The girls said nothing to her face nasty. She was under no illusion that they never said anything bad about Eddie or her. They were nice to her face, especially since she brought skill to their routine. Still, just being a cheerleader brought her teetering on the edge of moving up on the social ladder that she and Eddie both despised. 

Yet, she was surprised she had convinced him to come to a sports game. As a cheerleader, it was mandated to cheer for both the football and basketball teams. Football in the fall and basketball in the spring. 

Jensen was nervous. Her fingers gripped the edge of her green skirt. She turned into the mirror and admired her body. Luckily the Spanx provided the coverage she needed not to flash everyone. She grabbed her pompoms and found Eddie and her dad talking. 

The two immediately stop talking. A weird feeling settled in her tummy as Eddie's eyes do a once-over and linger on her legs before they snapped to her face when her dad coughed. 

A fire burned in Eddie's cheek that stayed the rest of the night. 

"I don't get it," Eddie muttered as they pulled out of the school's parking lot.

"I think they could say the same for people who play D&D, Eds,"  Jensen added as she buckled herself in. It had surprised her to find that Eddie stayed sat on the bleachers and didn't escape to smoke a joint at his selling point. 

She watched as he sat on the bleacher chewing his thumbs and hair. He seemed to pay attention to the game, which garner his confusion about how people were investing in people cheering for someone to run across a field. 

"Thanks for coming, Eddie." 

Eddie peered at her through his growing bangs. "You don't have to thank me. You know I need to support my girl."

Her cheeks warmed at his words. The smile was instant on her lips. She leaned over and planted a quick kiss on his cheek.

The van served a bit and his brown eyes were as wide as he eyed her. "What was that for?"

Jensen shrugged her shoulders. "Just cuz." 

Affection between them wasn’t uncommon. She was used to Eddie wrapping her in tight hugs. He loved squeezing her cheeks, making her lips pucker. If they were lounging on the couch since she had curly hair, he couldn’t exactly run his fingers through it. He would run his fingertips along her hairline. 

She was the type to lie on top of him if he was lounging on his stomach. She loved playing with his hands, twisting the rings on his fingers that decorated them. If he was seated, she had no problem wrapping herself around his shoulders or across his lap. 

Yet, kisses were rare. Eddie would playfully kiss her hand and that was usually it. 

Now, though, she wondered what it would feel like to kiss Eddie. If he liked to tease and nibble on lips. The taste of him in her mouth. Most likely, there would be the lingering taste of beer. Nicotine would stain his tongue. If he would kiss her, would it be as if he was starving for breath for her? Or would he tame the urge to be consumed by her - them? 

But Eddie was her best friend. She knew there was no use in having thoughts like that. 

Thankfully, cheerleading didn’t alter their schedule too much with school. Jensen relied on Eddie for rides, so she was thankful that any games or practice coincided with his Hellfire schedule. Although she forgot how seriously Eddie took his campaigns and they could go on for hours. She knew he was waiting to crush the spirits of the poor freshmen that had joined Hellfire. Not one to cause a disturbance and have all eyes on her if she walked into Hellfire, she waited in Eddie’s van. She bid bye to the girls and reassured Chrissy she was fine in waiting. After all, she preferred not to have to sit in a car with Jason Carver. 

Thankfully, Eddie had cleaned his van out and she smirked at the air fresheners haphazardly hung in the van. She had been bitching for weeks. His van was like a dirty locker room. She got comfortable in the passenger seat and thought maybe she could try to sleep. A quick nap would do her good, as she knew Eddie would have a burst of adrenaline after a session if it went as well as he planned. 

She didn’t realize she had fallen asleep until the sharp jolt of the van had her bolting upright. 

“You little shit!” Eddie barked as he glared at his back seats. 

Jensen blinked and wiped her eyes. She looked at Eddie, confused. “What’s going on?”

He gave her a remorseful smile. “Sorry, babe, promised to give the kiddos a ride.”

Jensen fixed her seat and turned to stare at Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, and Mike Wheeler. The only one missing was Will Byers. She assumed Jonathon had picked him up. She found the boys sweet. There was some serious hero worship going on with Dustin and Eddie. As much as Eddie acted indifferent towards it, she knew he was loving it and that someone seemed to admire and respect him. 

Jensen loved all the boys. However, her favorite was Will. She wouldn’t admit it aloud as she didn’t want to cause any tension between the boys. 

“Hi, Jen,” Dustin and Lucas greeted. 

“Sorry, Jen,” Mike said with a grimace. He must have been the culprit in slamming the door. She turned to find Eddie glaring daggers at the raven-haired boy. She rolled her eyes at Eddie. 

“Hi, boys. How was the session?”

She almost regretted the question as it seemed a firework shot off as the three began speaking at once. Excitement was clear in their tones as they regale the torture Eddie put them through. From the corner of her eyes, she could see Eddie smiling. Yet, seeing their excitement despite the school’s whispers about them being a cult, made her feel proud of Eddie - for Eddie. 

Jensen waved bye to Dustin as he stood at his door before going in. She noticed that each parent (mother) of the boys’ were eagerly waiting for their return and couldn’t thank Eddie enough for dropping them off home. 

Who knew Eddie was a hit with suburban moms? 

“It’s sweet you do this?” Jensen said as they pulled away from Dustin’s street. 

Eddie shrugged. “It’s no biggie. Have to care for all my little sheep.”

“Just a regular Bo Peep,” Jensen teased. 

Eddie smiled. “How was practice?”

Jensen sighed. "Brutal!"

Jensen didn't know why the girls were stressing about their simple routines. It wasn't as if they were a team that tried out for competitions. The Hawkins Tigers cheerleading squad was small fries. They weren't even a ripple in a whirlpool. 

"I just want to lay in bed and be a zombie."

"What's hurting?"

"My calves lately."

"So another night of ice and a massage?"

"Eddie, you don't have to sacrifice your Friday for me." She knew he couldn't really want to have another night with her legs packed with ice while he kneaded the taut muscles of her shoulders and arm. 

"Pssh, nonsense," Eddie said. "It's no problem."

Jensen smiled. 

"You want McDonald's?" Eddie offered.

"Yes, please."

Eddie thought he could handle it. He was used to things being said about him and his friends. People were always talking about his clothes, hair, shoes, and whatever else they found wrong with him on a certain day. 

It was another thing to bear witness to the words the boys of Hawkins were saying about Jensen. Things that made his ears burn and want to go on a rampage. 

However, his limit had reached its peak as he watched his new little sheep's eye Jensen in that ridiculously short cheerleading skirt at lunch. It turned his pretzels into pellets as he threw them at the three teenagers, who from his knowledge, had girlfriends. They had been lingering a little too long. 

It also didn't make any goddamn sense why people were appreciating Jensen in a skirt when her ass looked better in jeans. 

The math wasn't making any fucking sense and he would know it since math was the only class he passed with barely any effort. 

He knew for the next D&D session; it was going to be extra torturous for those boys. 

Eddie groaned as he eyed Jensen rummaging through his fridge. He had a clear shot of said ass as she was bent over. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the excuse of shorts she was wearing and she was wearing a thong or no underwear. 

He smacked a hand to his face as this knowledge he could do without. 

"You okay over there?"

Eddie groaned again, as he couldn't exactly tell her about the naughty thoughts he was having. He shook his head as he couldn't think of a convincing fib to tell her. 

Eddie felt the cushion sink on the other end of the couch. He looked at her through his bangs as she eyed him with concern. He leaned forward with a decorative pillow, which he was sure she bought it and laid on her lap. 

"Eddie?"

The weary metal head shook his head, as he didn't want to talk about it. He didn't know how to verbalize that he hated how other boys were looking at her. He cursed those stupid cheerleading uniforms that fit her body a little too well. Or worse, the fact he couldn't do a damn thing about anything. He was her friend. Not her boyfriend. He had no claim to her.

"Can you play with my hair?" He asked.

"Yeah," she muttered as her nails began scratching his scalp. He felt a shiver travel down his back and goosebumps pucker against his skin. 

"You gonna tell me what's wrong?" Jensen probed. 

"I don't think I can explain it,” he answered. What could he say without laying his feelings on the line and risk their friendship? He didn’t want to make things awkward. The repeat senior had little experience with girls and had never been in a relationship. So it shocked him he even befriended Jensen and maintain the relationship. 

“Can you try?” She questioned gently as she massaged his scalp. 

Eddie sighed and turned to lie fully on his back. Jensen’s hands move his hair away from his face and she trails his hairline. 

“If you didn’t want to be here, you don’t have to. I know you made some new friends with the cheerleaders.”

Jensen frowned. “What gives you the impression I don’t want to be here?”

“I heard Philip Hayes was going to ask you out,” Eddie told her. Phillip was on the swim team. The aquatic athlete had been eyeing Jensen even before she slipped on that cheerleading uniform. He knew the tall, wiry boy had a major crush on Jensen. He remembered vividly how the boy stammered and stuttered when they worked on a group project. It was the worst three weeks of his life.

“He did,” Jensen told him a matter-of-factly. 

“What! When?” Eddie asked, scandalized. “What did you say!”

“No, clearly. And he asked me on Thursday.”

“Why did you say no?”

“Because I don’t like him.”

“You don’t?”

“No. Besides, if I even got a boyfriend, I wouldn’t ditch you, Eddie.”

Eddie wanted to believe her words, but he knew things changed. There wouldn’t be room for him in her world and he wouldn’t want to be a third wheel. 

“And you’re going on about me getting a boyfriend. What happens when you get a girlfriend, huh?”

“That will never happen,” he protested. “You’re the only girl in my life, sweetheart.”

“You tell your guitar that?”

Eddie rolled his eyes. “Shut up.”

Jensen giggled, and she went back to the light feather tip touches on his forehead. 

"By the way, can we order pizza? You have fuck all in your fridge."

Eddie snorted. "Sure, sweetheart."

Eddie didn’t know why he agreed to come to this stupid party. The long-haired metal head was sure it had nothing to do with Jensen’s pouty lips, the way she was batting her eyelashes, and the way her ass jiggled in her tight jeans. He knew she had been ducking most of the party invitations, but curiosity got to someone at a certain point. He knew that all too well.

The party wasn’t a total bust. As Hawkins go to drug dealer, he was able to sell out his stash pretty quickly. He may buy some new amps, or he was eying this nice easel for Jensen to get her for Christmas. 

Yet, after an hour or two, he was ready to leave. Jensen had stayed by his side as people approached for deals. Yet, after the 5th person interrupted them, she had left his side, and he hadn’t seen her sense. He ignored most of the offers of playing beer pong, darts, or trying to chug a keg. His mission was to find Jensen and to see if she had her fun yet. He necessarily didn’t want to be a party pooper, but this was not exactly his scene. 

These people were only tolerating him now because of the drugs and alcohol in their system having them fuzzy. It would only take one person to sober up a bit or be a mean drunk to target any of their teenage frustration out on him. He didn’t want Jensen in that line of fire. 

He thought she would be with Chrissy since, from what he gathered, they talked the most among the girls. However, she said that it was still a stilted friendship as Chrissy still allowed Jason to talk shit on him. He found Chrissy was sucking Jason’s tongue. He vomited a little at that sight. He groaned before he went deeper into the house and eventually walked down some steps to a furnished basement. 

He felt his stomach drop as he found Jensen with Philip Hayes. They were standing too close to his comfort, and he saw red as Philip’s hand was on Jensen’s waist a little too close to the top of her ass. 

He didn’t care if he bumped into people as he moved toward Jensen. He felt his irritation skyrocket even further as there was a red solo cup in her hand. Jensen didn’t even like beer or alcohol of any sort. 

“Jensen.”

Jensen jumped while Philip looked at him with annoyance. Jensen placed the red solo cup, which was full on the counter. She looked at him sheepishly. 

“You ready to go?” He asked her. 

She didn’t get to answer as Philip puffed out his chest. “Dude, you ain’t her fucking boyfriend.” Eddie could smell the alcohol and weed on the man’s breath. 

Eddie sighed in frustration. “Jen.”

Jensen nodded as she moved out of Philip’s hold. The man scoffed. “Whatever, you teasing bitch. Have fun with your freak.”

Eddie went to attack, but Jensen intercepted. Her arms wrapped around him, making them chest to chest. “Eddie, it’s not worth it.”

Eddie shook his head. He turned and led the two of them out of the party into his van. Maybe he slammed the door a little too hard. But he was pissed. Pissed he let some stupid boy get him so riled up. Pissed that Jensen allowed the dude to have his hands over her. He should have never agreed to go to this stupid party. Worst of all, he knew what would have happened between her and Philip if he wasn’t there to interrupt. 

“I thought you didn’t like him?” He asked, breaking the silence. There was no music playing in his van for once. 

“I don’t.”

“Then what the fuck was that back there?” he asked voice filled with venom.

“It was nothing, Eddie.” She was dismissive, as if his eyes couldn’t see that she wasn’t doing anything to dissuade the man’s flirting. 

Eddie snorted. “So his hand on your ass was nothing.”

“His hand was not on my ass!” Jensen shrieked. 

“Pretty damn close, princess!”

 He patted his pockets for a cigarette. It made him even angrier when he couldn’t find them. “Grab me a smoke.” He pointed towards the glove box. 

“You’re unbelievable,” Jensen remarked as she opened the glove box and rummaged through it. 

“I’m unbelievable,” Eddie said mockingly. “Well, sweetie, I think you are full of shit when you’re telling me you don’t like him, and next thing I know, it seems you two are Ren and Ariel.”

“One, I fucking hate that movie and you know it! But I just told you it was nothing. I don’t like him. And he only started talking to me right before you approached me.”

“And you just let everyone put your hands on you these days, huh?” Eddie knew he crossed a line as it seemed it sucked all the air out of the van. 

“What the fuck did you just say to me?” Jensen asked, but he knew she wasn’t really asking. She released a humorless chuckle. “You have no right to act like a jealous boyfriend. You can’t be pissed at other boys for showing a goddamn interest in me.”

“Philip just wants to fuck you,” Eddie said bluntly. He could write a novel about how many people wanted to sleep with her. 

“Oh, like you don’t,” Jensen replied with bitterness. 

Eddie sucked in a deep breath. Her words stung. The fight left him a bit. “This - I…I’m just looking out for you.”

“Well, newsflash, I don’t need you to.”

“If you wanted to stay talking to Philip, you could’ve. You didn’t need to follow me out of the party. Don’t me have holding you back from doing something stupid..”

“Whatever,” Jensen said. She found the pack of cigarettes and threw it at him. 

“Hey!” He shouted as it smacked him in the face. “What the fuck was that for!”

“Because you’re an asshole!” Jensen screamed. “Just stop the car.”

“What?”

“Stop the fucking car!”

Eddie swerved over and parked the car. “Jesus Christ, what the hell is your problem?”

He was unprepared for the loud sob to take over the van. His cigarette was forgotten as Jensen hid her face in her hands. 

“Shit,” he said with remorse. “Jen,” he reached out to touch her shoulder, but she recoiled. 

She unclipped her seatbelt and reached for the handle. “What are you doing?” He asked, worried. 

“I don’t want to be in the car with you.”

“Jen, seriously, it’s in the middle of the night. You going to walk home?”

“If it gets me away from you, yes!” She opened the door and slid out. 

“Jensen!” He yelled. He watched horrified as she began making the trek towards their trailers, which was still ways to go. He got out of the driver’s seat. 

“I will leave your ass!”

“It’s what I want you to do!” She screamed into the night. 

“Jensen, seriously!” As she picked up her pace, he yelled at her. She continued walking down the road and ignored him. 

He swore as she cut into the woods, effectively cutting his view of her. He stood in front of his van and chewed on his thumbnail. She had no flashlight to guide her, only the moon and on foot, it would take her like 20 minutes to get to their place. 

This was not how he expected his night to go at all. 

Jensen walked the rest of the way home. He trailed the edge of the woods slowly. Ignoring the beeps of various car horns. He got home before her and he stayed perched on his tiny porch until she broke through the wood’s edge. 

She promptly ignored him and slammed her door in his face as she entered her own trailer. He knew it was best to give her space for the rest of the weekend. He knew he was an asshole for what happened. Eddie could have expressed his frustrations in a better -healthier way. Though that wasn’t the Munson way, he wasn’t like his uncle, who spoke in few words. Eddie, unfortunately, inherited his father’s mouth with dealing with emotions. He twisted words to make them hurt because he couldn’t outright say what was going on in his head. 

Thankfully, everyone left him alone for the weekend. His uncle when coming home from his shift to crash, didn’t even ask about his and Jensen’s plans. The super senior was left strumming his acoustic guitar, and he was not watching through his window for any activity in the Thomas’ household. 

Eddie knew that an apology would not be simply enough. He was going to have to get on his knees and grovel. There was a twinge of optimism that this could be a segue to him admitting his feelings for her. He could take the rejection. It would suck, but it would give the reason for his behavior. It wouldn’t excuse it but clear the air. 

But on Monday morning, Jensen wasn’t waiting for him by his van berating him for being a sleepyhead. He knew his best friend must have been pissed to take the bus. They shared a locker at school and his heart dropped to his stomach as all her morning books were gone. They didn’t share classes, so it wouldn’t be until lunch they would see each other. 

He barely paid attention in his morning classes as he fiddled with his rings, chewed on his nails, and couldn’t stop his leg from shaking. Multiple teachers scolded him for the distraction. He hoped she would be at least receptive to going to his picnic table in the woods to get some privacy and talk. 

That hope swirled in the drain where her seat at their table was left empty. All eyes were on them as she sat with the cheerleaders for the first time. To add insult to injury, Philip was sitting right next to her.

“Uhh, what’s going on?” Dustin asked. His hair wasn’t tamed by gel today and whipped back and forth from teen’s movements. The curls out and loose. Eddie suspected Jensen had something to do with that.  

Eddie would not admit any problems or cracks in his relationship with Jensen. He would divulge as little as possible. He opened his small baggie of pretzels. “Nothing for any of you to worry about.” He warned. His face was serious and no further questions are asked about him and Jensen. 

She wasn’t there waiting next to his van. In fact, he bore witness to Chrissy giving her a ride. 

On Tuesday, he didn’t know what to expect. It scared him to approach her, and she seemed fine in ignoring his existence. The worse thing was her missing her first ever Corroded Coffin gig that night. 

Jensen did not mean for the silent treatment to go on for as long as it did. She did stew for the entire weekend over Eddie’s words. The mere insinuation that she was just going to let anyone touch her had her even temper skyrocket. It was one thing for random nobodies to talk shit on her and what she may or may not be doing with Eddie, but to hear Eddie say that to her even in anger, it hurt her. 

She couldn’t believe her friend would do that to her. She knew he didn’t mean it, but it didn’t change the fact that they said it. Multiple times she wanted to march over his trailer and give him a piece of her mind. Or really get down to what the hell crawled up his ass? Better yet, for him to finally admit his feelings. It wasn’t fair for him to act like a jealous boyfriend, but do nothing about it. 

The only positive thing about her week was getting to know Chrissy a bit better. Chrissy was nice and sweet. It was a shame that she was dating her bubble butt boyfriend, Jason Carver. It was the one thing she couldn’t really get past with Chrissy. She wanted to really consider Chrissy a friend, but she couldn’t ignore the fact Chrissy was a bystander to the bullying he did to Eddie and everyone associated with the Hellfire club. 

It was the one thing she felt guilty about with being a cheerleader was she was mingling with people that was nasty to her best friend. 

It was becoming a mess of feelings and she didn’t know what to do, or even why she thought it was a good idea to go to another party. This time without Eddie. Worse, it was at Benny’s old restaurant lot that Jason Carver and his band of idiots called home. 

As soon as she arrived on the dingy graffiti lot, she had been ready to go home. The smell of the weed that permeated the place was enough to give anyone contact. There were liters of alcohol filling tables. She hated the taste of alcohol. She would share the occasional joint with Eddie. But alcohol was something she did not like the taste of. It did nothing for her. Yet, she was feeling miserable and the jungle juice tasted like pineapples. 

“Hey, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened. I didn’t think she drank that much,” Chrissy apologized, as Eddie carried a clearly intoxicated Jensen to his van. 

Eddie wasn’t sure what to think when his phone rung in his trailer and Chrissy Cunningham informed him that Jensen needed to be picked up. Concern had him rushing for his shoes and keys. Yet, as he arrived at Benny’s abandoned place and saw that Chrissy was nice enough to be ready outside. He wouldn’t have to work through sweaty bodies to reach her. 

“Thanks for calling me,” he told Chrissy as he buckled Jensen in. She was strangely quiet. As she looked at him, he knew she was awake. He couldn’t tell if she was sad or confused. He guessed he could rule out her being some talkative drunk. 

He closed the passenger door and looked at the strawberry blonde. “Do you need a ride?” He offered. 

She shook her head and smiled. “No, I’m here with Jason. Could you just have her call me tomorrow?”

“Yeah, sure thing,” he told her. Chrissy walked back to the party as he slid into the driver’s seat. He turned on the ignition and pulled out the lot. Fleetwood Mac was playing softly in the background. 

He wasn’t sure what to say or if he had anything to say. 

Jensen hiccuped. “You’re mad at me?” 

Eddie gripped the steering wheel. He was mad. It was one thing to go to a party, but the fact she got drunk that Chrissy had to call him because she was worried she overdid it left him pissed. To make matters worse, she was still in that stupid cheerleading uniform. 

“Yes, I am,” he admitted. She got drunk around unfamiliar people when it wasn’t in her normal to be drinking. It didn’t help that this was how they were talking to each other after a week of silence. 

She didn’t reply and her gaze stayed looking at the passing scenery. For once, Eddie was okay with the silence. 

He pulled into his parking space. He expected he would walk a shaky Jensen back to her house. The following morning, Eddie would walk into her trailer and give her the riot act as he knew she would have a killer hangover.

Instead, the intoxicate cheerleader stumbled out of his van. Her feet shuffled to his door. His brown eyebrow quirked, and he decided he would not question it. He unlocked his front door and opened it for her. 

“Let me get you some water,” he told her as she breezed by him. He could still smell the scent of vanilla that clung to her skin. She stood by his counter top as he grabbed her a cup and filled it with tap water. 

He ignored the wrinkle of her nose. Now wasn’t the time for her to act like a princess. She took the cold water and sipped it tentatively. His eyes never left her frame. He could tell it was making her nervous as she squirmed from where she stood. 

“I’m sorry,” she told him as she bit her bottom lip. 

He nodded his head to acknowledge the apology. “You feel sick?”

She shook her head as she set down the empty cup. “Come on, I’m tired.”

It was normal for them to have sleepovers despite being neighbors. Somehow, they were at his more than hers. Still, she had a space in his drawers, which were shrunken shirts and pants that literally did not fit anymore. He passed her a set so she could take in the bathroom to brush her teeth and change. 

He quickly stripped down to a pair of shorts. Despite the nights becoming cooler, Eddie slept hot. He placed his hair in a bun atop of his head while he waited for Jensen to come out of the bathroom. She shuffled in quietly with her cheerleading outfit folded, which she placed neatly on his desk. He made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth. 

He turned off all the lights except for the small lamp for his uncle in the living room. Entering his bedroom, Jensen was already tucked underneath the covers. He turned off the lights as he slid into his spot. 

It was awkward. They had never been in this type of situation before. 

“I don’t like that you’re mad at me,” Jensen whispered in the night. 

“But you can be mad at me?��� He countered with more venom than he intended. 

He felt her shift and move closer to him. He was going to mean and stay still, but he was weak for Jensen. Eddie moved his arm so she could move to his side and he wrapped his arm around her. 

“Can we admit we were both sucky?” Her breath fanned across his neck, causing goosebumps to erupt. 

“Maybe,” he conceded. 

“Eddie.”

“Baby, you’re drunk and we are not having this conversation,” he told her. He felt her open her mouth to hurl a rebuttal. His hand covered her mouth. “And don’t say you're not drunk because I know you are and your shirt is on backwards.”

She exhaled a harsh, defeated breath. He chuckled. “It’s bedtime, sweetheart. We can talk in the morning.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Night, sweetheart.”

Eddie felt he was getting the best sleep of his life. His bed felt like a giant cloud and he didn’t want to leave the dreamland. However, he felt a very plush piece of flesh meet with a very sensitive area of his anatomy that startled him awake. 

He and Jensen were spooning. She was a little spoon, and he was the big spoon. He had Jensen wrapped tightly in his arms with her back to his front. She made another movement, and it caused him to hiss as he was already straining because of morning wood. He went to move his arms, but Jensen’s soft hands gripped his forearm. 

“Where are you going?” She mumbled sleepily. 

“Got a situation,” he told her. He thought she would release her grip on him. Instead, she turned to face him, her brown eyes peering at him. They weren’t hazy with sleep and he suspected her movements weren’t just sleep induced. 

“Would that be so bad?”

Eddie shook his head. “You don’t know what you’re saying.”

“So you’re telling me it wasn’t jealousy that had you all pissy that Philip’s hand was on my ass?”

Eddie glared at her. “Was he at that party last night?”

Jensen scrunched her nose. “I don’t know. I told you I didn’t like him. So why does it even matter?”

“What was that even last night?” He asked her seriously. 

She ducked her head, clearly embarrassed. 

He placed his hand under her chin. “None of that. You gave me a heart attack with Chrissy calling like that. Tempted to smack your ass for that bullshit.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

Eddie shook his head as he moved out of the bed. “Jensen, this isn’t time for your fucking teasing. I’m being serious. Something could have happened to you last night.”

Jensen followed him. He wasn’t able to get far as her arms latched around his waist. He was sitting on the edge while she wrapped around him like an octopus. 

“Eddie, I’m sorry!” She pressed her face against his back. 

He sighed in defeat. She opened her legs, so he slotted between them. His hand came down onto her thigh. He squeezed the meaty flesh. “I’m sorry for what I said at that party.”

“But why did you do it, Eddie?”

Her voice was low and breathy. It made him shiver, especially as she began rubbing circles on his lower abdomen. However, he froze once her fingers teased the edge of his shorts. 

“Jen, what are you doing?”

She didn’t reply as one hand dipped underneath his shorts. 

“Do you want me to stop?”

He shook his head. His breath was caught in his throat as Jensen pulled him gently out of his boxers and shorts. She scooted closer to him and one hand disappeared for a quick second before she gripped him gently and begin moving her hand up and down. He moaned as he felt the lubrication from her spit. 

“Shit, Jen, I …” He stuttered as his pre-cum provided more lubrication. 

And she was using both hands to jerk him off. His grip on her thighs became tight when she would pay extra attention to his tip. He was swollen and red. Sticky against her hands. Eddie was only familiar with his own calloused hands. Having Jensen and her smooth hands gripping him, he knew he would not last very long. 

He imagined how her tits looked, and how brown her nipples were. He wanted to know how Jensen moaned if he sucked on her nipples. How easily she would accept his fingers in her mouth or her pussy. He wanted to paint her skin with his spunk. 

“Fuck, Jen, I ain’t going to last,” he told her as he bit his lip to hide his whimper. 

“Do it, Eddie,” Jensen whispered as she bit the lobe of his ear. “It’s okay, come.”

He pinched his eyes shut and gasped. His orgasm hit him all at once. Praises and curses fell from his lips as he trembled. Her hand was still moving, covered in his release, when he gripped her wrist. 

“Sensitive,” he told her and she released him gently. Her hand was covered in his release and he knew that image was going to be enough for the spank bank for a while. 

“Let me get you something to clean that,” he told her. He moved from her legs to grab a towel. However, he froze when he watched her take an experimental lick. 

“Fuck, Jen, don’t do that!” 

She looked at him with hooded eyes. “It doesn’t taste awful.”

“You do this before?”

“Are you going to throw a fit?” She questioned. 

Eddie huffed as he approached and wiped her hand. “I guess it doesn’t matter if you’re here now.”

“No, I haven’t done that before. I haven’t done anything before.”

“You’re shitting me?”

“Nope,” she replied, popping her p. 

Eddie pulled her t-shirt off, exposing her bare tits. Jensen gave no resistance even as he pushed her back and chucked off her shorts, revealing a bare glistening pussy. 

“Eddie, I never done this before.” She repeated, despite her legs opening wider for him. 

“No one is getting fucked today, sweetheart.”

Jensen frowned. “Then what are you doing?”

Eddie leaned back to admire the beauty of Jensen’s body. He kicked his shorts and boxers fully off. He smirked as he grabbed her cheerleading skirt. 

“Put this on.”

Eddie watched as she slid the green skirt on. He crawled over her and placed a kiss on her lips. It was gentle - cautious. He couldn’t believe this was the first time he was kissing Jensen. A pool of heat formed in his belly. Her tongue slid in his mouth and he found he didn’t mind the taste of him on her lips. His hand not holding him up over her, caressing her jaw before he met her neck, and he squeezed her throat. 

A choked moan passed her lips. 

“You like that?” 

Jensen opened her eyes. Her cheeks were warm. “Yes.”

Eddie made a mental note to remember that as he hummed. His fingers dipped low before he slid between her dripping folds. “Is this your first time getting wet for me?”

She shook her head as the pads of his fingers rolled over her swollen clit. 

“Hmmm, so you’re like this often?”

“Yeah,” she stuttered. 

Her words had his cock fattening again and withdrew his fingers and sucked her juices away. As he moved down her body, he pressed wet kisses to her chest, stomach, and legs. He threw her leg over his shoulder. The movement bunched up the skirt, and he relished the sight. At her thighs, he made the kisses slower and left love bites along the journey. He gave the same treatment to the other side before he reached her center. 

He read about eating girls out and watched some porn, so hopefully, something stuck. 

“Eddie?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“Have you done this before?”

“You’re the first, baby.”

His words made her relax, and he licked a long stripe up her puffy lips. She moaned and bucked, drawing her hips closer to his face. He teased her as he soaked her with spit and ran his tongue up and down. 

The fingers of one hand dug into his sheet while the other gripped the pillow behind her. Her skin was flushed and heated.

“Eddie,” she whined. The hand that was on the pillow gripped his messy bun. 

Eddie hummed as he sucked on her clit. A cry left Jensen’s lips, and he thought he could happily spend all day between her legs worshipping her. He spent most of his time lapping around her swollen bud. Her heels dug into the mattress, and Eddie grabbed her thighs and pushed them to her chest. The position made her cry out his name, and he thanked god his uncle was working a double and they weren’t at her place. 

“Eddie, I think…I think I’m gonna cum,” she sobbed and Eddie swore he was going to come again at her words. He doubled his efforts as he sucked harder. His tongue slipped into her hole while he used his hand to rub her swollen bud He used his other hand to pinch her nipple, which set off her peak. 

Her back arched, and she bucked loosely as she pulsated around his tongue. Her mouth was open as she gripped his hair tight, causing him to moan. He cleaned her until she was twitching away from his tongue. He pulled back, and he wished he could have this moment on repeat with how thoroughly fucked Jensen looked in this moment. 

She was utterly boneless as he turned her. Pupils blown as she stared at him. The sheen of sweat forming on her skin. He watched as she heaved big breaths; her legs still slighting trembling. “On your knees, sweetheart. I’m gonna fuck your thighs.”

She complied as she grabbed a pillow to rest on. His cock was hard as it bobbed against his stomach. He pushed her cheerleading skirt up some. He let a glob of spit fall down on it to lube it up. “Lock your knees,” he instructed as he placed a flat palm against her butt and stroked it as his other hand guided between her warm, soft thighs. 

It felt good - too good. As he pulled out, it hit him with the knowledge that if her thighs felt like this; he was in for a real treat when he got the privilege to fuck her pussy. Eddie groaned before sinking back in. As he fucked between her thighs, he stretched himself over her. He used one hand to tweak her nipples. 

“Fuck, Eddie,” she whimpered after a hard tug. He moved his hand back down to her pussy, rubbing her swollen nub again. 

She moaned and her legs became tighter, causing him to groan. “Shit.”

“You feel so fucking good, baby,” he whispered as he felt that familiar heat pool in his lower stomach. 

The sound of skin slapping echoed through the trailer. Her breast bounced with each thrust and he could tell she was beginning to cum again. 

He removed his fingers from her pussy, causing her to whine before he used the material of her skirt like a glove and went back to rubbing her nub, causing her to choke out a moan. 

“Shit! Eddie!”

Eddie was overwhelmed, and the tightness of her thighs had him bursting at the seams. Long, thick ropes of cum painted her thighs, sheets, and her cheerleading skirt. 

“Holy fuck,” Eddie whispered as he stopped spurting. “Don’t move okay.”

Jensen nodded as she panted. His leg felt like jelly as he grabbed the towel from earlier. He wiped at her thighs painted with his cum. 

“Hmm, I came all over your skirt,” he pointed out smugly. 

Jensen, still sensitive, turned and moved gingerly as to not lay in the jizz covered sheets. He helped her off the bed to pull down the soiled skirt. 

“Didn’t know you had a fetish for cheerleading skirts.”

“Just yours,” he replied as he threw her skirt in the pile of clothes. 

“You are totally buying me a new one.”

Eddie pulled her naked body into his and pressed a fat kiss to her lips. The kiss said everything that he was sorry, he liked her, wanted her, and a four letter word he wouldn’t say yet. He would at least wait until their first official date. 

“So, does this mean you're officially my jealous boyfriend?” Jensen asked when they separated. 

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