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Drawing a Line on the Carpet

Summary: It's Y/N's first time alongside Jensen on the red carpet. She feels pretty exposed, but things could be worse, and they just might end up that way.

Warnings/Explicit 18+: Light Smut. Brief fingering, lots of making out. Jensen being sexy af and also a complete badass. Brief violence. Slightly insecure plus-sized!reader.

Pairings: Jensen Ackles x Y/N (Surprise cameo from a non SPN actor! 😉)

Word Count: 2.5k+

A/N: So, I’ve decided to do all 30 of these writing prompts. I may miss a day here and there, but I’m going to try to do one a day, and I will be completing all 30 no matter what. They won’t always be in order. This fic will be for the prompt: Write a scene that describes your MC well. I think this whole fic describes my version of Jensen very well. 😊

I will be putting together a Masterlist for all 30 prompts and adding it to my main Masterlist.

A/N 2: I have like three ongoing series, that I should be working on and 2 requests that are still waiting to be finished. (I'm SO sorry! They're coming - PROMISE!)

So, of course I had to write this Jensen RPF that absolutely no one asked for. 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ But I couldn't help it, the idea flew into my head and I couldn't get it out. So -

TA DA!! 😝😝

As always, of course this story is about a Jensen from a different part of the multiverse, who is single. This is a complete and utter work of fiction. 😊

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Y/N stood in front of the full length mirror hanging on the hotel wall and nervously ran a hand down the tight fitting bodice of the emerald green, silk, sleeveless dress she was wearing. Although it fit more snugly than anything she usually wore, she was okay with the way the material clung to her torso and exposed a healthy, but acceptable, amount of cleavage.

It was the high slits that ran up the sides of both her legs, exposing her thick thighs, and even giving a peek at the swell of her hip, that had her leery and wanting to change out of it.

When she stood stock still, the material of the skirt hung closed. But as soon as she shifted at all, her legs were exposed. She frowned at her reflection and wondered if she really had the courage to wear it.

A low whistle from the doorway startled her, but she smiled as she caught Jensen's eye in the mirror. He was dressed in dark gray pants, an emerald green v-neck t-shirt to match her dress, over which he wore a perfectly tailored black suit jacket.

He looked stunning. Of course.

"Man," he said with a regretful shake of his head, "it's just too bad, I was really looking forward to going to this opening tonight."

Y/N frowned, disappointed. "What? Why can't we go? What happened?"

Jensen wandered up to stand behind her. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders, his forearm draped over her chest, pinning her back against him, while he snaked his other arm around her waist.

"Well, we're never gonna make it on time since I plan on ripping this fucking dress off you, throwing you down on the bed and not letting you up for at least three or four hours. Movie's gonna be over by then."

He shrugged as though there was simply nothing he could do about it before sliding his hands up to wrap around her upper arms, holding her still while he nuzzled into her neck.

Her hair was swept up and pinned in place, so there was nothing to stop his searching lips as they nibbled and sucked along the column of her neck and across the curve of her shoulder.

"Mmmm...Jensen..." she breathed. "Jensen, stop. You are not giving me a hickey that I'm gonna have to try and cover up, like I'm a teenager who stayed out past curfew!"

"Pfft! Don't cover them up." Jensen scoffed and Y/N didn't miss the fact that he'd said, 'them'. He sucked and nipped at her skin, and despite her protests, Y/N tilted her head so he had easier access. "Let everyone see them, remind them that you're mine."

Y/N moaned lightly before finally ducking her head and lifting her shoulders so he couldn't keep trying to mark up her skin. She turned to face him and looped her arms around his neck. "I'm nervous enough about tonight; trying to hide a hickey is the last thing I need."

Jensen shook his head. "I told you, you have nothing to be nervous about, sweetheart."

Y/N snorted. "Yeah, easy for you to say, you've walked down the red carpet hundreds of times." She sighed deeply. "Not really something an accountant gets the chance to do very often."

Jensen pulled her close and slid his hands through the slits of the dress giving her a light slap on the ass that made her gasp, before he grabbed up her fleshiness in both hands and squeezed, turning her gasp into a deep moan.

"That's because most accountants don't look this fucking hot in silk."

He dipped his mouth to hers, and thrust his tongue past her lips, licking up into her, greedily swallowing down her moans and stealing her breath.

He pushed her backwards until she was pressed up against the mirror, then pulled back slightly, panting into her mouth.

"Fuck, Y/N, you better tell me to stop or I swear to god, I really am gonna rip this to shreds and fuck you right here, where I can see you from every angle."

He spun her around so that she was facing the mirror, her hands splayed against it, bracing herself. Jensen's hands covered hers and he encased her completely within the muscular circle of his arms. His breath was hot and damp on the side of her neck.

All of a sudden there was a knock on their hotel room door and the hotel concierge could be heard on the other side.

"Mr. Ackles, Ms. Y/L/N? Your limousine is here."

Jensen's groan turned into a growl. "Maybe he'll just go away." He panted roughly into her ear.

But the man was persistent, knocking again.

"Mr. Ackles?" He called again, and Jensen finally pushed away from Y/N to call back to him.

"Thanks, be there in five!"

Y/N giggled at the way Jensen's cheerful voice did not match the look of death he was shooting the man on the other side of the door.

She pushed away from the mirror and checked her reflection. She was slightly flushed and she'd have to reapply her lipstick in the limo, but otherwise she'd survived her boyfriend's ravaging fairly intact.

Jensen straightened his suit jacket and Y/N reached up to wipe away the smeared red lipstick on his mouth.

"Mmm..."Jensen nodded. "Thanks."

She smiled teasingly at him. "Of course. Can't let people see I've been ravishing you."

Jensen growled again and playfully nipped at her fingers as she thumbed across his lips, making her squeal and yank her hand back.

He grabbed up her wrap from the chair and guided her forward and out the door, with a hand at the small of her back.

As they passed through the door, he whispered low in her ear. "Just wait till we get back here tonight. Then we'll see who'll be ravishing who."

***

As they stepped out of the limousine and a million flashes started going off, every single one of Y/N's fears and dislikes about herself came screaming to the front of her mind.

On a day-to-day basis Y/N had learned to love her body just as it was, and was okay with how she looked. She knew she'd never be considered supermodel material - she was short, her arms were too chubby and her thighs weren't the right kind of thick, her ass was too wide, and her waist wasn't non-existent.

But as she'd matured and grown she'd come to simply accept herself; her body may not fit conventional beauty standards, but it was strong and healthy and she was content in it.

However, with so many eyes on her, in a dress that was much more revealing than she was used to, she could feel old remnants of body issues popping up in her mind.

But Jensen had hold of her hand as they walked towards the beginning of the red carpet, and she squeezed it a little tighter as she saw the incredibly long line of photographers just waiting to get their shots.

Jensen pulled her into his side, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and rubbing his hand up and down her arm. He leaned down to kiss her temple and spoke quietly.

"You're doing fabulous, sweetheart. You look absolutely stunning. Just smile naturally and breathe. We're good."

Y/N wrapped her arm around his waist and took his advice, letting her mind get caught up in the fun, instead of the fear.

Jensen knew a few of the photographers by name and he'd waved and shouted out greetings over the noise when he saw them.

Things were good; but about halfway down the carpet, things went very wrong.

As they reached the halfway point, all of a sudden Jensen cursed quietly beneath his breath. But the guy next to them on the carpet, an actor she sort of recognized, was more vocal about his displeasure.

"Fuck me! Drummond is here? Who the hell keeps giving that asshole a press pass?"

Y/N looked where the two men had been staring but she couldn't tell which person they had the problem with at first. But then a tall guy with a medium build and a pointed face began calling out to Jensen.

"Hey Ackles! Back on the red carpet again, huh? Still not here for your own stuff though!" Drummond chuckled.

Jensen ignored him and kept smiling, but Y/N was frowning at him. His words had the cadence of teasing, but there was something mean-spirited layered underneath. Then Y/N realized what it was; this dude was oozing jealousy.

As they continued down the line, moving about two feet at a time, stopping while the pictures were taken and then shuffling further along, the so-called photographer wouldn't stop shouting out "teasing" digs towards Jensen.

Every once and a while Drummond would shout something at the guy beside them too, who began talking to a publicist, trying to see about getting the heckler tossed, but Jensen shook his head at him.

"Don't give him the satisfaction, man. You'll just give him a bullshit story to run with. He wants to piss you off so he can snap an angry picture and say you were an asshole. Just pretend he isn't there."

His fellow actor agreed, but Y/N found it increasingly tough to follow suit. At one point, as they were finally starting to pass him, he asked Jensen what role Kripke was gonna lob his way next.

"I mean, he's pretty much the only reason you've got a career, huh?"

Jensen had to tighten his grip around Y/N's waist to stop her from storming forward and smacking the douchebag across the face. "Not worth it." He reminded her in her ear.

Finally they'd moved a few feet away from him, nearly past him completely, and he was getting desperate.

So, he shifted his focus.

"Who's your chubster date, Ackles? Is she related to someone important? Is bangin' her part of your five year plan to kickstart your career?"

Y/N felt like she'd been slapped, her cheeks burned with humiliation. But she was immediately aware of Jensen's body going rigid beside her.

For the first time since he'd started heckling them, Drummond had Jensen's full and undivided attention.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Jensen asked as he moved back towards the paparazzo. His arm crossed over Y/N's body and he tucked her behind him as he moved towards his target.

"Oh, come on, man! I'm just messing with you. What, you can't take a joke?" Drummond guffawed as he lifted his camera to snap the picture he'd been angling for the whole time.

Y/N pulled on Jensen's arm as she noticed. "Not worth it." She reminded him, but Jensen seemed to not even hear her as he stalked closer to Drummond.

"I'm giving you fair warning right now asshole, you utter one more word that has anything to do with my girlfriend, and I will knock your fucking teeth out of your filthy goddamn mouth. You understand me?"

Drummond wore an expression that was half gleeful at finally having wrought the reaction he wanted, and half terrified of the towering Texan issuing his warning.

Y/N moved up beside Jensen again, pushing slightly on his bicep. He didn't budge.

"Jensen, come on honey. He's not worth this shit."

"Ooh, the lady coming to the rescue. But you don't have to pull him away so soon, Chubbs, we're just chatting." Drummond cooed at Y/N, reaching over the metal barrier to grab her arm and try to hold her there.

Within seconds Jensen's fist was smashed into the photographer's face with a sickening crunch that told Y/N that his teeth might actually be loosened, and his nose was definitely broken.

He immediately let go of her arm and before he could even screech out his indignation and pain, Jensen's other fist was twisted up in his shirt front.

"I fucking dare you you to touch her again!' He roared at him. As the crowd around them seemed to finally cotton on to what was happening, camera flashes were suddenly all focused on them.

Security, and the actor who'd been beside them, leapt at Jensen to pull him off, but they couldn't seem to.

It wasn't until Drummond started blubbering and holding up his hands in front of him, that Jensen finally tossed him away in disgust and shook off the men trying to hold him.

He turned to Y/N who stood in shock, just silently trying to process what had just happened.

"Are you alright? Y/N?" He cupped her cheek, "Baby, are you good?"

She nodded absently and he grabbed hold of her hand as they were hustled out of the line and into the theatre. They went through back entrances and narrow, staff only hallways, and she was only vaguely aware of what was happening, letting them shuffle her along.

Finally she and Jensen were put into what seemed to be a cozy staff lunch room, coffee makers and squishy couches sat around the room and Y/N dropped onto the nearest one.

A minute later Jensen got down on his haunches in front of her and pressed a warm paper cup into her hand and she slipped the creamy coffee, letting it help her focus.

"How are you, sweetheart?"

Y/N shook her head and took hold of his hand, running her thumb gently over the bruises she could see forming there, under the red scrapes.

"How am I? How are you? Does it hurt?" She asked bringing them to her lips for a gentle kiss.

"No, they're fine." Jensen said, dismissively waving his other hand.

Before they could say more, a middle-aged man in a neatly pressed suit came in and Jensen stood up to greet him.

"Hello, Mr Ackles." The man said as he shook Jensen's hand. "My name is Tom Gentry and I'm the manager here. The police are here to have a word with you about what went down. They're gathering other's accounts as well. But they'd like to speak with you and Ms. Y/L/N separately."

Jensen looked down at Y/N and she nodded, giving him a smile to try and ease the lines of worry on his brow.

She looked to the manager. "Yes, that's fine."

"Follow me, Mr. Ackles, and the officers will be in momentarily, Ms. Y/L/N."

Y/N nodded again and Jensen kissed the top of her head. "Be back right away, sweetheart."

The cops who came in to talk with her were brusque but not rude. They asked their questions bluntly, but let her answer in full, simply making notes and nodding. It didn't take her long to give her version of what happened and they thanked her and left.

She waited another ten minutes before Jensen came back into the room. She stood up when he entered and he opened his arms as he reached her in only a few bow-legged strides. She stepped into them gratefully, shivering slightly as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

He shrugged out of his suit jacket and draped it over her bare shoulders, before pulling her tight against him.

"The cops are finished with us for now. So, let's get out of here, what d'ya say?"

Y/N nodded and followed along blindly. And before she knew it, they were back in the hotel room.

She dropped Jensen's suit jacket on the couch and wandered towards the bedroom. Jensen followed.

She sat in the overstuffed chair in the corner of the room and Jensen sat on the corner of the bed, facing her.

After a minute, he spoke quietly. "Tell me what you're thinking."

Y/N tried for a smile, but didn't quite manage it. She shook her head. "I'm thinking...that...I don't know what to think."

Jensen's jaw clenched. "Did I scare you?"

Y/N was about to deny it, but then she realized that would be a lie. She shrugged. "A little I guess. I've never seen you like that." She frowned at him. "Where did that come from? I mean -".

"He put hands on you."

Y/N felt her breath catch at the look of ferocious intensity that was back in his eyes.

"I wasn't about to let that stand." He said in a deadly calm voice and she suddenly realized that a part of Dean really did live inside Jensen.

She shook her head. "But Jensen, you know that asshole is gonna press charges. Something like this could really put a dent in your career. He could make people think you've got some kind of terrible temper, that you'd be awful to work with, or even dangerous on sets."

Her voice was full of worry as she continued. "Speaking as one of the accountants at your agency, if I was there right now, I'd be telling them they're bound to lose money on this. You could lose potential roles, you're gonna lose -"

"I don't care about any of that shit, Y/N." He interrupted again. "I did what I did and I don't regret it for a second. The only thing I care about losing, is you."

A look of sadness came into his eyes and it broke her heart. "Have I lost you?"

Y/N's eyes widened. "What? What do you mean? Why would you lose me?"

Jensen scowled darkly. "I exposed you to that shit, to pigs like Drummond. He was cruel to you just to get at me." He shrugged. "And I scared you with how I acted. I'm not sorry about breaking his nose, but I am sorry about that."

Y/N stood up from the chair and moved to stand between his legs, leaning against him, and clasping her hands on the sides of his neck.

"Jensen, you startled me, more than scared me. It was just surprising to see that side of you. I know how calm you always are; so few things ever rattle you. I mean, you took his insults and taunting that entire time, without batting an eye. Meanwhile I wanted to fucking strangle him."

Jensen's mouth quirked up in the half smile she loved so much. She kissed his lips gently, briefly. A sad smile clung to her lips as she pulled back.

"As for him saying mean things to me..." she shrugged, "Well, sweetie, he's hardly the first and he certainly won't be the last asshole to judge me based solely on some bullshit beauty standards that exist in their own heads."

As Jensen looked up at her, she slid her palms up to grip his scruffy cheeks. "But I don't care about what he thinks. Or at least, I try not to. The only man's opinion I care about is yours, and," she patted her hair, "I know you think I'm hot right?" She said, her teasing grin not quite hiding the slight apprehension that colored her words.

She watched the passion and desire slide into Jensen's features the way it had so many times before, and her apprehension melted away.

He leaned forward to press kisses across her cleavage, his face being perfectly level with her breasts, before pulling her down to sit on his lap.

"You're the hottest fucking woman I've ever had in my arms and the only one who can make me hard instantly."

He pulled her hand to rest on his cock that was straining behind the fine material of his dress pants.

She bit into her lip, and whined loudly as he reached into the slit of her dress and shoved her thong aside so he could run two fingers through the wetness that pooled at her center.

"Fuck, Jensen!" She said in a voice made harsh by desire.

"Good idea, sweetheart. I believe I had plans to rip this dress off of you."

Y/N opened her eyes. "Jensen Ross Ackles, don't you dare!"

She was trying hard to see past her thrumming need to have him shred the dress to pieces, throw her onto the bed and fuck her into the mattress.

"Well then, darlin', you've got about 30 seconds to get out of it before I turn it into rags."

When Y/N didn't move fast enough Jensen started counting.

"One Mississippi. Two Mississippi. Three -"

Y/N squealed and started reaching for the zipper.

***

The next morning they sat in bed with the room service tray between them. As they finished up their breakfast, Jensen sighed.

"Well, shall we?"

They'd both turned their phones off last night, vowing to avoid the mess until the next day.

Y/N shrugged. "I guess we'd better."

Their phones beeped on and Y/N took a deep breath. She had dozens and dozens of text messages and social media notifications. She noticed that the vast majority of notifications seemed to point her to a specific Twitter thread. She clicked on it, just as Jensen chuckled beside her.

"Huh. I'll be damned." He said, mostly to himself.

She looked over to see he was clicked on the same thread and she started reading it on his phone. The thread was from the Twitter account of Chris Evans.

"That's who he was!" Y/N said out loud, finally recognizing the actor that had been beside them on the red carpet the night before.

Jensen looked at her incredulously. "You didn't recognize Chris? He's like, one of the most famous actors in the world!"

Y/N shrugged. "I knew he looked familiar. I was just too busy staring at my hot date!"

Jensen was still chuckling at her lack of Hollywood savvy as she picked up her own phone to read the thread.

Most of it was just a straightforward account of exactly how things had transpired, and an indictment of the entertainment industry in general for constantly letting men like Drummond get away with it.

Y/N noticed that Chris never repeated the gross, insulting things Drummond had said about her, simply stating that the paparazzo made misogynistic and body-shaming comments towards her.

The final two tweets in the thread, made Y/N get a little teary-eyed and made her even prouder to be dating the remarkable man next to her.

~~~~~~~

In closing, I'll just say this. I've known Jensen for more than 20 yrs in this business. We've never had the chance to hang out a lot, very unfortunately. But back in the day, we went up against each other for a lot of roles, and I'll be forever grateful he was too busy and stepped away, letting me take on the role of Cap. Whatever he says, I know he was a serious contender.

But throughout these 20 yrs I've been lucky enough to talk with him, and get to know him a little. He is always respectful, was always a gracious winner when the role went to him, and a good sport when I lucked out and got it. I've never seen him be anything but patient, calm and a true gentleman. Which should give some indication of just how disgusting the actions of this so-called photographer really were. For whatever it's worth, I think Jensen was completely in the right here, and I applaud his actions. @ jensenackles you're a badass, my friend.

~~~~~~

Jensen was smiling at his phone as Y/N finished reading. "Wow." She said simply.

"Yeah, he's a good dude." Jensen said with a nod. "That was really nice of him, and it seems to have made a pretty big difference. My phone is slammed with requests for interviews to talk about my 'heroic actions'."

Jensen shook his head and chuckled. "Man, this town is something else."

Y/N was beaming. "I'm so happy the truth is out there and that you're coming out on the right side of this."

She pushed his phone away and kissed him lightly. "I never did thank you, did I? For standing up for me?"

A wicked smile spread across Jensen's face and he pulled her close for a deeper kiss. They broke apart panting and Jensen cleared his throat.

"I'd say you thanked me plenty last night."

Y/N punched him lightly on the arm. "Well, if I remember correctly, you thanked me first, and then you thanked me again," she nibbled on his succulent bottom lip, "and again and again and again!"

"And again!" Jensen growled as he rolled her onto her back, knocking the breakfast tray to the ground.

Y/N giggled breathlessly and then moaned loudly as Jensen's mouth attached itself to her pulse point.

"You are very welcome, Mr. Ackles. Mmmm...my hero!"

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hihi! will you be updating a cry for help?

hope you’re having an amazing day :)

Hi. Thiis is like really late.

But unfortunately that story is on hold for a quick minute. The things I was writing about kind of put me in a bad place mentally. II should be good in a few days, weeks.

I'm really sorry, I know people are waiting and excited about that.

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The Lunch

Summary: You have lunch with the Padalecki’s…

You walked out of the courthouse at 3:14. You waved to your lawyer before walking in the direction of where your car was parked. You were almost there when you felt your phone ringing. You fished it out your bag, answering without looking at the caller ID. “Hello? This is Y/N.”

You were slightly surprised to hear a familiar voice. “Hi, its Gen.”

“Oh, hi, Gen. Sorry, I didn’t look to see who was calling.”

She laughed. “No worries. We wanted to know if you still wanted to do lunch.”

You opened your car door and threw your bag in the passenger seat before climbing in. “Yeah. That would be great.”

“Great.” There was a slight shuffle and quick whispering. “There’s a diner/bar on Levington Street I’ve heard about.”

“I know exactly what you’re talking about.”

“Really?” she asked in a way, that it made think about how adorable she was.

“Yeah, do you want me to meet you there?” you questioned.

“Perfect. We’ll be there in about 20 minutes.”

“Great, see you then.” You heard her return the sentiment before you hung up. You started your car before driving off.

You walker in the diner about 15 minutes later. You took a look around, noticing you got there before Jared and Gen before you walked up to the bar. “Hey, JJ.”

The blond bartender looked up when she heard you voice. “Well, hello Miss Lady. It’s been a minute since we’ve seen you in here.”

You groaned as held yourself up. “Yeah. Sorry I’ve been focused on this case. And I didn’t want them to find a reason as to why I shouldn’t win.”

There was a look of realization on her face. “Wait! Did you win?” she asked, excitedly. She laughed and clapped when you nodded with a big smile. “Oh my god. That’s awesome Y/N.”

“Thanks. It’s feels great. And I haven’t told you the best part.”

“What?”

“For my troubles and the fact that I didn’t deserve this, they have to write me a check for 3.7 million dollars, they have to increase pay from 3,000 a month to 4,500 AND I got the promotion.” You had been waiting to tell someone what happened in court today and JJ was the first person you saw.

“Oh, that’s so amazing hun. You deserve it.” She placed er hand on yours that was on the bar and squeezed.

“Thanks. For the support and everything.” You placed you hand on top of her before you pulled her into a hug.

You let go in time for the door to open and looked over to see Genevieve and Jared to step walk in. “Oh, there’s who I’m waiting for. Is Ryan in?”

“Yeah, I’ll send him over in a minute.”

You whispered thanks as she walked off. “Hey guys.” You stood up and hugged Gen before hugging Jared.

“Well, you weren’t wearing this when we saw you earlier.” Gen said as she looked at your outfit. “This is a cute outfit.”

You ran your hands over your clothes. “Thank you. You two look cute as well.”

“Thanks,” Jared said, posing playfully. You laughed as you reached your table.

“Have a seat.” Genevieve slid in the booth first, followed by her husband and you at on the other side of the table.

“No, but seriously. You look like you just came from court.” Jared smiled at you.

You smiled and laughed slightly. “I did.”

Before they could respond, Ryan came up to the table with the biggest grin on his face. “Hola, linda señora. Lo escuché. ¡Estoy muy orgulloso de ti!”

You smiled at his excitement. “Gracias. Ryan these are my friends. Jared and Genevieve. Guys, this is Ryan.”

He smiled, somewhat nervously. “Hola. Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, Ryan.”

You leaned forward a little. “Ryan owns the place.”

Genevieve smiled and looked around. “This place is great. It’s such a good vibe.”

“Thanks,” Ryan said, smiling gratefully as he put down the menus. “I’ll come back for your orders.” He left, squeezing your shoulder.

You spent the next 2 hours talking with the Padalecki’s. It felt so natural and peaceful. You learned some stuff about their kids, and you told them about yourself. They learned about your family, your friends, your job. Any and everything you felt like telling them. You told jokes, laughed, overall had fun.

It was towards the end when you told them about why you were in court.

You had been working for your company for almost 9 years. You started off as an assistant before you worked your way up to the manager position. About 2 months ago, your boss came into your office one night and told you about a promotion. It was only you and one other person being seriously considered for the position. It was supposed to be less hours, more pay, more paid vacations, and more serious responsibilities. It was the promotion you worked your ass off for. Then came the bad part. Your boss told you he would make sure you got the promotion only if you slept with him. You immediately told him no and left. The next day, when you came into work, he fired you. You tried telling his boss but he took his side because that was his son. The company tried to keep you quiet when they heard you were thinking about suing them. They had people following you threatening you for a week and a half. You collected as much evidence as you could; security cameras, recorded phone calls, threatening voicemails, the works. You filed a lawsuit on the company and after 6 weeks, you got what you deserved. They had to write you a check for 3.7 million dollars, increased pay from 3,000 a month to 4,500 AND I got the promotion. Everyone involved in the scandal had to do 700 hours of community service and can no longer be allowed with 200 feet of you.

Jared and Genevieve sat in shocked silence for about 40 seconds before Gen reached across the table towards you and held your hand. “I’m so sorry that happened to you.”

You waved her off with your free hand. “You don’t have to apologize. You didn't have anything to do with it.”

“Still.” Jared said, snapping out his stupor. “We complain because we’re going to be 5 minutes late to a brunch and other people have more serious problems.”

“At least, you got what you deserved.” Gen said, finally let go off your hand. You frowned slightly, missing the warmth of her hand. Your frown didn’t go unnoticed by Gen nor Jared, they looked at each other with questioning looks.

“Thanks.” You looked at your watch, slightly surprised to see t was almost 6:00. “Damn, we were here for a long time.”

Jared looked at the time on the phone. “Oh, yeah. We gotta pick up the kids at Jensen’s.”

Ryan walked up to the table at the time. “Here’s the check.”

You grabbed the folder before Jared could. “Gotta be faster than that Padalecki,” you teased when you saw their frown. You placed the card in the folder and handed it back to Ryan so you could pay.

“Y/N.” Jared looked like he was scolding you but you knew it was playfully. “We asked you out, we should’ve paid.”

“Oh, come on. I have so much extra money now. I wanted to pay,” you pouted.

Gen had a smile she tried so hard to hide. “We’ll pay next time.”

You titled your head, shrugging slightly. “Maybe.” You left a $50 tip on the table before grabbing your stuff and walking out. Not before waving bye to Ryan and JJ.

“The food was great.” Jared said as you began walking to the parking area.

Gen nodded, agreeing with her husband. “It really was.”

“Soul food. The greatest kind of food. Makes me wanna make some this weekend.”

“You cook?” Jared asked.

“That I do. It’s kind of a hobby.” You smiled at his impressed smile.

“Hey, do you have plans Sunday?” Gen asked as you made it to your cars, which were parked near each other.

“Um, no. why?”

“There’s a game on then. You wanna come over and watch?” Jared seemed, slightly nervous as he asked you.

“I’ll see you Saturday.” You smiled when he and Genevieve smiled brightly. “I’ll bring some food. Is anybody allergic to anything?”

“Um, not that I can think of. But I’ll ask and let you know.”

“Thanks.” You hugged them once again before getting in your car and driving home.

And as soon you got home, you took a shower, got some snacks and laid in bed, rewatching Supernatural. What a great end to a great day.

#just right #jared x gen padalecki #jared padalecki x genevieve padalecki x reader #jared padalecki x reader #genevieve padalecki x reader #spn rpf

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Updating Schedule & Request Rules

I don’t promise something, unless I know it’ll be done.

I am a procrastinator. That’s the God’s honest truth. I will have the idea, the words, and the order but really it just comes down to typing it. That’s where I’m like, “I’ll do it in 20 minutes” or “After I finish this episode” or “First thing tomorrow”. I’m trying to get better, but it takes time and quite honestly patience.

I also get easily distracted. I was proofing a chapter for my Jared x Gen x Reader story, and I was looking for a gif and the next thing I know, I’m watching their Train Story on YouTube. Again, I’m trying to not do it so much, but I’ve always been this way. I won’t change overnight.

I will TRY to update series at least once a week but there is no guarantee. I’m sorry for that. And if I don’t update a fic, there will probably be a one-shot or imagine to make up for it.

The days I do the most work are Friday, Saturday and Wednesday. Those are the days you could expect me to update.

As far as request go:

I ask that you be respectful. I do not take requests where a person in the pairing will be a cheater or abusive. (For example: if the pairing is Jensen x Reader, Jensen nor the reader can be a cheater or physically, emotionally, mentally or verbally abusive.) Be as clear as possible. I will message you back just to clarify after I receive the ask, but be as clear as possible. Please don’t be offended if I don’t accept your request. Some things I may not be comfortable with writing, or I probably will feel like I won’t do your request justice. And again, I’m a huge procrastinator. Thank you,

#author note #jensen ackles x female!reader #jared padalecki x reader #machine gun kelly x reader

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THE VAMPIRE DIARIES UNIVERSE MASTERLIST

Niklaus Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

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TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST

Stiles Stilinksi

Derek Hale

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Real Person Fics

Jensen Ackles

Jared Padalecki

Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Machine Gun Kelly

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SUPERNATURAL MASTERLIST

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Sam Winchester

Winchester!Sister

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MAIN MASTERLIST

Real Person Fics

Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Machine Gun Kelly

Supernatural

Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Winchester!Sister

Teen Wolf

Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale

The Vampire Diaries Universe

Klaus Mikaelson, Hayley Marshall

Marvel

Peter Parker, Tony Stark

Sons of Anarchy

Jax Teller

Criminal Minds

Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid, Jennifer "JJ" Jareau

Twilight

Jasper Hale, Paul Lahote, Pack!Mom

Crossovers

SPN X SOA

#supernatural imagine series #jensen ackles x female!reader

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The Convention

Summary: Who knew that helping a nervous woman ask a question, would lead to the best thing that ever happened to you…

You smiled and laughed when Jared and Jensen teased each other about how lovesick they are with their wives. You clapped when Genevieve and Danneel came from the curtains. She cheered with the crowd when the boys got up to kiss their wives.

“Well, isn’t this a surprise?” Jensen said into the mic.

“Um, ladies.” Jared said, coming to stand with Jensen. “What are you doing here?”

Gen raised the mic up to her mouth with a grin. “Did you expect us to stay home when there’s a con where we live.”

“Please,” Danneel laughed along with the crowd.

“Well,” Jared said, trying not to laugh. “The ladies have spoken. I guess it’s time for questions.”

Jensen closed his eyes, lifted a finger and spun around. Jared moved out the way with a laugh when Jensen’s hand got too close to his face. “Um, let’s start with this side.” Jensen opened his eyes, seeing his hand pointed to the right side of the room. “Yeah, this side.”

There was a girl to the left of you that went up to the mic. Her hands were shaking slightly, and it made you focus on her a little more. “Um, I-I,” she stuttered, obviously nervous. “S-sorry.”

“It’s ok, sweetie.” Danneel smiled lightly at the girl.

Jensen nodded. “Yeah, take your time.”

When the girl started shaking a little harder, you couldn’t help yourself and leaned forward. “Hi. You wanna tell me your question and I’ll ask them?”

The girl nodded gratefully, smiling when you put your phone down and stood up. She nervous girl whispered into her question into your ear, holding your wrist when she was done, and you stood in front of her. You cast a glance at her necklace, seeing the name Emily before speaking into the mic. “Hi, Emily’s a little shy so I’m asking her question for her.”

“That’s fine,” Jared and Jensen said together, smiling.

“Um, she wanted to know in your opinion what season did Sam have the best hair.”

The crowd immediately laughed along with the Padaleckis and Ackles. “That’s a great question. Jared?” Danneel was the first to stop laughing as much.

“I feel like we should all answer that.” Jared laughed at the look on Jensen’s face.

“I don't think I can answer that. Am I crazy? Is this a debate? He's had the same freaking haircut for 13 years.” Jensen looked genuinely confused. “What am I missing here?”

Jared raised a hand towards Jensen while the girls were laughing. “Take it easy.”

“He had a beard in the beginning of the season.” Danneel pointed out.

Jensen nodded at her input. “Yeah. Thank god he got rid of that. His hairs never changed.”

Genevieve raised her hand and patted Jared’s head. “I would say season 7.”

Jared smiled at his wife’s answer. “I- My favorite overall hair above the neck of Sam’s-”

Danneel interrupted him with a slight laugh. “Did you need to point that out?”

The crowd laughed louder at her. You smiled at the playful banter between them. This was one of the reasons you were apart of this family.

“I think my favorite hair of Sam’s of all time was episodes 1, 2 and 3 of season 14.”

You cheered along with the crowd and laughed at the confused look on Jensen’s face. “What am I missing here?”

Danneel rubbed her husband’s shoulders in comfort, while trying not to laugh. “What was your favorite haircut, Ms. Emily?”

You looked the still shaken up girl next to you. She whispered her answer to you, and you repeated it to them. “She really loved season 9.”

Most of the crowd roared agreeing with her. “And what about you...” Genevieve trailed off waiting for your name.

“Y/N.”

“What was your favorite haircut, Y/N?” Gen repeated.

“Imma say, the beginning of season 6 and I really like the middle of season 7.”

The crowd roared even louder at your answer. Gen nodded her head to what you answered, sharing a look with Jared. “I agree. Those are my favorite too.”

Jensen sat there shaking his head. “What am I missing here?”

You laughed at him. “It’s just, the length changes. It was below his shoulders at one point. There was the slicked back look for the priests in season 1, I think. He had bangs in the very, very beginning and-”

The crowd laughed when Jensen threw his hands up and walked away.

Gen raised her mic up to her lips. “You know a lot about his hair.”

You shrugged, “To be fair, I’m a Sam girl.”

Half the crowd cheered even louder with that.

Jared laughed in Jensen’s face. “He-he. Look at that.”

“But-” you laughed when Jensen mocked Jared. “I’m also a Ruby fan.”

“Oh, come on.” Jensen yelled into the mic.

“I’m coming to give you a hug.” Gen said, putting her mic on Jared’s lap before coming your way. She gave you a tight hug and kiss on the cheek before waking away. She grabbed the mic back from Jared. “Y/N’s my new best friend.”

“Gladly,” you yelled, smiling when she winked at you.

You sat through the rest of the con, holding onto Emily’s still shaking hand. You could tell she had anxiety, and you could understand that feeling so you were happy to be some form of anchor. Even if you had no idea who she was.

You could see Jared and Genevieve looking your way a few times, but you thought that they were subtly checking on Emily.

You sat there when the con ended, talking to Emily. It was only when she stood, did you stand too. You exchanged phone numbers with the promise of meeting up soon. You had just grabbed when someone laid a hand on your shoulder. You turned to see Jared Padalecki himself standing there. “Hi.” Was all you managed to say.

He laughed, some of his falling in his face. “Hi, Ms. Y/N. Do you have anywhere to be?”

You looked at your watch before looking back at him. “No.”

He smiled, showing his teeth. “Perfect. You mind following with me?”

You shook your head no, putting your purse on your shoulder and following the giant. He led you to the green room where Jensen, Danneel and Gen were. “Guys,” he caught their attention before stepping to the side, exposing you. “Ms. Y/N.”

Jensen stepped forward, extending his arm. “Hi, sweetheart.” He called you into a hug before letting go. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, too.” You looked slightly starstruck. “Um, not to be rude or anything, but could somebody tell me what I’m doing here before I faint?”

The girls laughed while the boys tried to hide a smile. “We just wanted to thank you personally for helping Emily out. You didn’t have to, and it was really kind.”

Jared nodded in agreement with Danneel. “Everybody else would’ve just sat there so, again thank you.”

You waved your hand. “It was nothing.”

Jensen could tell you were one of those people that didn’t take compliments, so he changed the subject. “Is this your first con?”

You shook your head. “No, I’ve been to most of them.”

“Here, have a seat,” Jared said, leading to the couches they have in the room. You sat putting your purse next to you. “Where are you from?”

“Houston, Texas, born and raised.”

Danneel and Genevieve smiled at each other. “So, we have another Texan in the building, I see.”

“Do you still live in Texas or are you just visiting?” Jared asked, leaning on the wall next to a mini fridge.

“I’ve lived outside of Austin for like 8 years now.”

“You don’t have to answer but you’re like in your late 20’s right?” Gen asked, hesitantly.

You hummed, confirming her answer. “I’ll be 27 on Christmas.”

“A true Christmas baby. I can now officially say, I’ve met someone born on Christmas.” Jared clapped lightly, causing you to laugh.

“And I can tell my mom that I’ve met two of my woman crushes and their husbands. We can die in peace now.” Your response had them laughing, but you could see Genevieve blush slightly.

“Are you close with your parents?” Jared asked, wrapping an arm around Gen and pulling her into his lap.

“Parent. And yes. My dad died in 2013 so it’s just me and my mom now and we’re all each other have.” You shrugged off their sympathetic looks.

“Sorry for your lost,” Jensen said at the same time as Danneel.

“Don’t be. We had years to prepare for it so, we’ve come to terms for it.”

Gen opened her mouth, but your alarm went off in your purse. You took it out with a wince. “Sorry, guys. I have to get to work.”

They nodded in understanding, Gen standing up and hugging you. “It was a pleasure to meet you.”

You hugged her back, before doing the same to everyone else. “No really, the please was all mine. This was a dream come true. You guys have made my year.”

“Here, we’ll walk you out.” Jared pointed to the door you originally came through.

You followed him and Genevieve out, waving to the Ackles. It was a comfortable silence as they walked you outside. Before you completely left the building, you thanked them once again.

Jared caught your arm before the doors opened. “Hey. Do you think we could get your number? Maybe do a lunch or something? Get to know you.” He seemed shy and so did the brown-haired girl next to him.

You smiled, giving him your phone opened to the new contacts. He added him and Gen and sent a text to both their phones before he handed you your phone back. Gen smiled after she, presumedly, saved your contact. “What time do you get off work?”

“Around 3 today.”

“We’ll call.” Gen gave you another hug and surprisingly a kiss on the cheek.

It wasn’t until you got in your car, did you fully understand what happened. “Holy shit, I just gave Jared and Gen my number.”

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