A/N: Take it easy on me, this is my first time writing Jensen lol
Can you do a fic where the reader sings it’s different for girls after a break up with Jensen when he shows up at the con with another girl already?!
Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Word count: 1,278
It was in between panels at the convention. You had stayed on stage to talk to wandering fans and to avoid the one person you’d give anything not to have to see right now. Jensen. You knew it was coming, hell you even half thought about ending it yourself. But it still hurt. He had broken things off between the two of you a week ago. Something about how you guys fought too much, when wasn’t much. So you weren’t sure what he was talking about; but he had been acting strange. The relationship wasn’t very serious, you two were only together for 6 weeks, not even long enough to go public. A few people on set knew, but that was about it.
As the few fans that were left behind shuffled out of the room, you were left alone. Your panel with Jensen was next, so getting away wasn’t really much of an option. It was your guys’ first convention together since the break up, and he had brought his new girlfriend, rebound, or whatever she was- Angela. After only a week; and he had already went public with the relationship. It was no shock that he told people already, you and Jensen were famous, and fans would have opinions, comments, and complaints.
Since you were alone, you thought it might make you feel better to sing. Singing always helped you feel better. Singing was what you did before acting. You were just, slightly better at acting.
You picked up the guitar that was left on stage and started singing.
She don’t throw any t-shirt on and walk to a bar
She don’t text her friends and say, ‘I gotta get laid tonight.’
She don’t say, ‘It’s okay, I never loved him anyway.’
She don’t scroll through her phone just looking for a Band-Aid
As you were singing you were double checking around the room to make sure that you were alone, and carried on. But what you couldn’t see was Angela hiding around the corner, she knew that you two had just broken up.
It’s different for girls when their hearts get broke
They can’t tape it back together with a whiskey and Coke
They don’t take someone home and act like it’s nothing….
Angela didn’t even know why she was there honestly, she didn’t know why she even agreed to go public with Jensen. She knew that he was only using her as a rebound. Even if he was famous, she knew it wasn’t right. What if fans found out that Jensen was with you first? It was obvious by the way you were singing that you were hurt.
She don’t sleep all day and leave the house a wreck
She don’t have the luxury to let herself go….
Jensen walked up and spotted angela. “What are you doing in here, babe?” he said, he was a bit buzzed. He had been drinking since he broke it off with you.
“I think you need to have a talk with Y/N”, was all she said as she walked away. Jensen didn’t even try to follow her. He knew what she meant. So he turned to walk towards you. Your eyes were closed as you were singing, tears streaming down your face as the song came to an end.
It’s different for girls
Nobody said it was fair
When love disappears, they can’t pretend it was never there….
You opened your eyes and saw Jensen standing just a few feet in front of you. “Your voice is beautiful even when you’re sad baby girl.” he said with deep voice. You could see the hurt in his eyes. Whatever reasons the two of you had to part ways, suddenly felt irrelevant.
“Thanks,” You got out between sobs. You couldn’t help it. This was the first time you had really let your pain come to the surface.
He took the guitar from your lap and set it off to the side. He came back to stand in front of you while you were still sitting on the stool. He wrapped his arms around you, and you sank into his chest and cried. “I’m sorry sweetheart, it was a mistake.” he said, his voice cracking.
“I started to fall in love with you, you know.” You choked out.
“I already loved you Y/N.”
“Then why did you end it?” you started to sound a little angry at this point.
“I..uh, the arguing, all we did was bicker and fight. It’s like our personalities didn’t match up or something.” He was stuttering a bit.
“We didn’t fight that much, Jensen.” you snapped.
“Uhh, I know. Um, I was just afraid of getting hurt.” You just looked at his waiting for him to continue, “Look, I love you. And I’ve loved you since you started working with us on the show,” your face was getting softer now that you could see where this was going. “I was worried that you weren’t going to feel the same way. So I started acting like a jerk and I’m sorry.”
That’s what you were waiting to here. You stood up from the stool and pulled Jensen’s face to yours and kissed him, you’d be stupid to let him go again.
The kiss continues until you heard someone clear their throat behind you. It was one of the volunteers at the convention. She was there to remind you that you needed to go get ready for the panel.
As you and Jensen walked off of the stage you stopped and turned to him. “Don’t you ever do that to me again Jensen Ackles,” Using his last name for emphasis, obviously, “don’t you ever think that I don’t feel the same way about you. Because I do, and I always will.” He didn’t say anything back to you, he just leaned down to kiss you again; and that’s what he planned on doing all night, well, at least until your panel anyway. Where he would tell the world that you were his, and he was yours.
my Jared and Jensen photo op from JaxCon. i got impatient and scanned the pictures!
I walked up to them, and I asked if I could have a hug sandwich to Jared, so i started hugging him and Jensen was distracted so Jared was like “c'mon hug sandwich hug sandwich” so Jensen was like oh ok and started hugging me. i was hugging Jared for a few seconds before Jensen started hugging me, and it was incredible. then Jensen pulled away and Jared pulled away too but still held on to me from behind and looked me in the eyes. i said thank you and wowie he looked so good and then i said thank you to jensen too and hugged him and it was fantastic!
There’s so much to say after today. I want to say thank you to Jared. For this campaign, for the show, for being you. You launched #alwayskeepfighting when I was at the lowest point in my life. I was ready to end my life, and suddenly there was this little glimmer of hope: that I could fight this. To be able to meet the man that inspired this in me is breathtaking. There’s so much I wanted to tell him. How he inspires me daily, how I got a tattoo to remind me of my fight, how special this all is to me. But I told him I was proud of him. And he said “No, I’m proud of you. You chose to keep fighting and I’m honored to be part of that.” He was so happy to see everyone. So genuine. I’m so blessed
I’ve had depression and anxiety for years. It’s just a part of my life that I have to live with and even though it’s hard I always try to at least be okay. So when I started being a fan of Supernatural and I learned about the Always Keep Fighting campaign, I absolutely loved it. And so after a long time of wanting to put my own mental health journey into a song (while trying to make it applicable to a lot of people too) I finally did it and I called it “Always Keep Fighting.” I wanted to share it with Jared so my friend Mason and I worked on recording it and producing it all pretty professionally, I even made the CD slip, and decided to give it to Jared at my autograph. Except my autograph was refunded. So I decided to instead give it at the photo op which terrified me bc I didn’t want them to take it away from me, but I got the OK to hand Jared the CD personally, so I walked up to this gorgeous, smiling man and said, “Hi, I wrote a song inspired by Always Keep Fighting and I wanted you to have a copy of it.” To which he replied, “Oh Jesus. That’s awesome. But can we take the picture real quick?” I said yes bc I totally got the whole we-need-to-get-through-a-fuck-ton-of people thing so we took the picture and afterward I said, “Thank you! I hope you like it” and then he said “Yeah, thanks, I will!“ And then we kind of had this moment where we were just smiling at each other and I had to walk away even though I didn’t want to and I’m sure there was a hug before I left but I was kind of a mess by then, honestly. Just such a great moment and I’ll cherish it always.
I walked up and waved at both of them and smiled. Then I turned to Misha and said, “squeeze me.” I didn’t even realize Jensen was touching me. Lol. Misha definitely squeezed me and Jensen though. Look at his fingers. Haha. ❤
A/N: I know I changed the request just a tttteeeeeeeensy bit, but it fits well :)
Can you do a fic where the reader (not an actor) runs in Misha rich Matt and rob at the airport. Literally. And she falls and hits her head and they help her up only for her to be like “oh fuck. Angels. I’m dead.” And “no really. Gods here. I’m really dead. This is it. I died in an airport. Who knew fear or flying would be the least of my worries today” and you end up with matts number after all of this.
Pairings: None technically, but implied Matt x Reader
Word Count: 749
I’m gonna miss my flight. Shit, I’m gonna miss my flight, you thought to yourself as you ran through the airport, not even entirely sure if you were headed for the right terminal. You had your bags checked, all you had with you was your ticket. You stopped for a second to catch your breath and looked at the big flight schedule. You looked at your ticket and back up at the board. Shit. You were headed the wrong way. You spun around and took off running again, only to run straight into something-or someone, who knows, it happened so fast. You fell back and hit your head on the floor, hard. Passing out.
You woke up a few minutes later, with blurry vision. There were four figures crouched around you.
“Miss, are you okay?” You heard one of them say. You propped yourself up on your elbows as you tried to focus on the people in front of you. You focused on the one to your left first.
“Cas?” your head was hurting as you looked around at the rest of them. For some reason, they all let out chuckles. Your eyes widened as the rest of them came into focus.
“Oh, fuck. Angels. I’m dead aren’t I?” The one to your right doubled over in laughter as you looked at him confused.
“I’m sorry, Gabriel, I don’t see what’s so funny here.” You put your hand to your forehead. You couldn’t believe it.
“I think you hit your head a little too hard there.” You looked in front of you.
“No shit? Just look, God’s here, I’m really dead.” You laid back down on the floor and shook your head. “This is it, I died in an airport. Who would’ve thought being late for my flight would be the least of my worries today?” You lifted your head up.
“And you, Michael, you’re supposed to be in the cage. What are you even doing here?” He laughed and reached his hand out to you. You took it, you shouldn’t be laying on the floor anyway.
“Well, miss, I’m here because I’m on my way to a convention.” You looked at him. A convention. That’s where you were headed. You suddenly realized what happened. You weren’t dead. You had just simply ran (literally) into Misha, Matt, Rob, and Rich. And this was now officially the most embarrassing moment of your life.
“And I’ll forgive you for running into me, but just this one time. Okay?” Matt said, he winked at you, causing you to blush. He helped you stand up and Misha, Rob, and Rich all gave you a hug.
“Did you really not see us standing here?” Misha asked.
“No, I-uh, I’m running late for my flight, and I was going the wrong way.” You looked around the airport for a clock. Shit. You missed it.
“I guess it doesn’t matter anyway, I missed it anyhow,” you sighed. You were going to have to beg someone to let you either get on another flight or buy a new ticket.
“Okay, that was entertaining and all guys, but we’re going to miss our flight too if we don’t go,” Rich spoke up, “It was nice to meet you, uh-”
“Y/N” you answered.
“Y/N, it was nice to meet you Y/N, I take it we’ll be seeing you at the convention?”
“Yeah, I’ll be there, well I may be a few hours late now, but I’ll get there.” You smiled at him, and looked at the rest of them.
“I think we have a new story to tell at our panels now though,” Misha said, “how a girl ran into us and knocked herself unconscious, woke up and thought we were all angels.” He laughed at the thought. Matt kept looking at you while everyone else joined in.
“Okay, Y/N, we’ll see you soon.” Rob said as he gave you another hug, the rest of them saying goodbye, and turning to leave. That was quite an experience. You looked down at your ticket when you heard your name.
“Y/N!” You looked up to see Matt running back at you. You smiled, and he handed you a piece of paper.
“Call me sometime this weekend.” He said, and you looked down at the paper to see that he’d given you his number. You felt yourself blushing again as you leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. You so did not mind missing your flight.
So I had the pose with Rob on my phone, when I got up to the front I asked if I could show him and she “Yes, it’s so cute!” So once I got it up I went towards him, and asked if we could it and he was like “Aw, totally!” He went to put his arm around me and link our hands together but I ended up moving my hand to far and had to fix it. I was like “Oh no!” And he just laughed, I turned to look at him and he was already looking at me with a wide smile. Once we took it, he pulled me into a hug and squeezed his eyes shut. I said thank you and then I left.