Singing at a Supernatural Con again -JensenXReaderSinging at a Supernatural Con again -JensenXReader by angelmewmew
Singing at a Supernatural Con again - Jensen Ackles x Reader (Part 7 to Singing at a Supernatural Con)
~A couple months later~
“Hey guys, first of I wanted to say that I am really happy to be here and see all of you, literally it is a dream coming true!” the girl dressed like Sam said with a big grin “Now uhm my question is for all of you. So, uh in Supernatural you get to listen to lots of songs, mostly in the Impala, but other places as well. Just like in real life. I would like to ask you what is your favorite song and why?”
“Uhm I think Jensen should answer this first” Jared said through the mic, a sly grin on his face.
Jensen laughed and shook his head “He knows the answer I’m going to give that’s why he insists I speak first. Alright better sit back and listen because I have lots of things to say about this”
A big smile spread on your lips as he locked eyes with yours for a mere second.
“My favorite song is
Spice - Jensen Ackles x Reader - Part 3Spice - Jensen Ackles x Reader - Part 3 by angelmewmew
Spice - Jensen Ackles x Reader (High School AU) - Part 3
Your eyes fluttered shut and a small smile formed on your lips as Castiel’s soft ones pressed to them. Your fingers played with the short hair at the back of his neck and his only tightened their grip on your waist.
The kiss was slow and soft, something you were used to getting from sweet innocent Castiel. No so much innocent anyway. All you did was respond even more to the kiss, putting as much love as you could in it and trying to let all your worries fade away; just to focus on him.
Yes, Castiel was your teacher and yes, he was older than you. You knew that he’d probably be in trouble if anybody found out about you and him, even if you were 18 you knew that he’d still have problems with the school, maybe not the authorities, but that was enough to have you worried almost all the time. At least when you were not in his arms. It seemed as if by magic that whenever you were with Castiel all worries seemed
On set - Jensen Ackles x ReaderOn set - Jensen Ackles x Reader by angelmewmew
On set - Jensen Ackles x Reader (Part 6 to Singing at a Supernatural Con)
"Ready?" Jensen asked with a smile.
"Ready" you breathed out as the butterflies danced like crazy in your stomach.
"Well, the let's go" his smile only widened as he moved to the back door and opened it for you.
You made your way inside the car and soon he followed, closing the door behind him. He turned to look at you, still smiling widely. The driver pressed on the petal and started driving towards your destination.
"Aw come on. I liked the previous one better" he said and you followed his gaze that was one the shirt you were wearing.
You scoffed and laughed "Yeah, right. As if I'm wearing it again" you shook your head and crossed your arms over your chest.
"Aww but come, it looked great on you" he said, playfully pouting at you and you had a hard time keeping your eyes off him.
"Shut up" you grumbled and shoved his shoulder as he laughed out loudly.
"Ok ok no more teasing" he raised his hands in surrende
Backstage - Jensen Ackles x ReaderBackstage - Jensen Ackles x Reader by angelmewmew
Backstage - Jensen Ackles x Reader (Part 5 to Singing at a Supernatural Con)
You stood in your place even after the interview was long ago over. Your food was not touched as you stared blankly at the TV screen in front of you. All sorts of thoughts running through your mind, the blush on your cheeks clearly evident.
"Alright-" (Y/f/n) spoke up "-I know I said I'm never going to tease you about him again but uhm..." she trailed off for a while as you slowly turned your head to look at her "HE SO FREAKING WANTS YOU!" she all-but-screamed. She jumped up and down on your bed, squealing from happiness.
"(Y/f/n)" you groaned, looking down at your hands as she took the plate with your food away from you "It's not like that" you mumbled fidgeting with your hands.
"Sheesh girl! Are you deaf or blind?" she rolled her eyes "Did you just hear all of the things Jared said? Did you just not see Jensen laugh like a school-girl in front of her crush there? Did you just not see that he was freak
A Year Goes By -Destiel-It's half past three in the morning, and all I can hear is Sammy's slow breathing, the tick-tock of the bedside clock, and the steady thumping of my heart. It grows faster as all the memories of the day whirr about in my head, refusing to let me sleep. So instead I sit up, run a hand over my face and through my hair, let them rest under chin and gaze though the window, into the clear night outside. I quickly get lost in my thoughts.A Year Goes By -Destiel- by Ailish-Rose
On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you'll always be my hero
Even though you've lost your mind
It had started out so well, he was like.....a saviour. An answer to our questions, a solution to all our problems. But now, he's the fucking problem. The screwed-up all mighty, ready to smite and scold. How could he do this to us? To me?
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Renegade- SPN~Oh momma I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the lawRenegade- SPN by SithGirl665
Lawman has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home
Oh momma I can hear you a'crying you're so scared and all alone
Hangman is comin' down from the gallows and I don't have very
The nightmare is over- but now real life is back, and I'm not sure which is worse. I know that a 30 minute regretted nap is time being wasted, fearing silently for the contract that was about to come due. I was going to die, I know that much. Sam knows it, and so does Bobby and everyone else in the whole goddamn hunter world.
But no one says anything. Bobby and Sam are here; they want to help me, emotionally, but they know better. I won't let them help, so they don't ask. Maybe they're right.
Then again, maybe not. My heart seems to be stuck in my throat, and my mind wants more than anything to squeeze everything in I love again and again until the clock ticks. I'm fragile. I don't look it, but I want to break down and c
[A] CollisionDean dropped a hand on Ben's thick dark hair to ruffle it mercilessly, much to the young man's chagrin. "You've got Wendigo on you. Hah, you smell like boiled leather and rotting Brussels sprouts," he chuckled. And now on him, toohe eyed his sticky palm with resigned disgust.[A] Collision by YWYH-s--Morelenmir
Ben snickered, knocking Dean's arm aside. He flipped the flare gun cockily around his finger. "I'd say it didn't know what hit him, but you just happened to step on a skull and alert it to our presence. And I got a Wendigo shower, all thanks to you, so," he shrugged, lips curved in a huff of amusement, "sharing the gunk seems like a fine idea."
"Shaddup, kid," Dean ordered lightly, keeping his gaze fixed on the moonlight shining through the cave mouth.
He didn't bristle as much he generally would, riding on the high of a successful hunt. "Twenty years old last month, old man. Let's not forget who had to rescue who."
Dean laughed outright, the cheerful sound reverberating through the cave. "That would be me,
Letting GoThey head out quickly towards the Impala, Sam barely managing to join his brother inside as the car roars to life within seconds. Sam's body jerks back in an almost violent reaction as Dean presses his foot to the floor, ignoring the strain of the engine and the spray of debris and gravel that spits out from under her wheels.Letting Go by smalld1171
The older brother jams a hand into the pocket of his jacket and retrieves his phone, punching in numbers with an almost uncontrollable haste.
Dean holds a vice grip on the phone against his ear while his free hand taps nervously against the wheel, his left leg joining in to bounce up and down as he impatiently waits for a sign of life from the other end. Darkened eyes scan the horizon and he swallows when dusk seems to rapidly descend upon the earth to give way to the full moon.
"Hello? Mr. Smith? Agent Young. I need you to listen to me very carefully alright? Just okay wait Just please
I'm SorrySupernatural Doctor Who Crossoverby smalld1171
A solitary figure stands at a distance, quietly observing the graveyard and the two angels which stand among the headstones ready to wage their battle. His head tilts up and he closes his eyes to feel the sun warm the surface of his skin. He breathes deeply; he already knows how this encounter will end. This place will soon set the stage for the ultimate showdown; will be the backdrop to both sacrifice and strength; to victory and loss; to hatred so intense and love that knows no bounds.
A sigh escapes his lips as he leans against the door of his ship for support.
It is not within his nature to stand as a spectator on the sidelines of history as it unfolds; his life a never ending adventure where circumstances real or contrived force him to always keep on the move.
He delves a hand into his expansive pocket; his fingers searching through the contents until they wrap around the object they seek. He eases the book out of the depths of his jacket and gaze
American Muscleby Wayward-Renegade
Dean Winchester vs Brian Kinney
"Because if it was a shapeshifter or a skinwalker, we would have found its skin by now." Dean was quick to reply as he pulled the keys from the ignition and stepped out of the Impala. "Those damn things shed their skin every couple of hours."
"Well maybe this one likes the face its got." Sam suggested as he grabbed his case papers from the seat between them. "Or maybe we haven't come across its skin, because it just doesn't shed it." He continued as he shut the car door and followed his older brother up to the dinner, the job that had consumed the last two days still no closer to being solved.
"What kind of shapeshifter doesn't shed, Sam?" Dean asked, his low tone of voice underlining the frustration.
"A Rougarou." Sam replied, taking a quick glance around the packed diner as they made their way over to an empty booth. "Rougarous don't shed, they morph... Maybe we've just been hunting down the wrong kind of monster... Maybe it isn't a shi
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