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Take Your Child To Work Day

SPN FanFic

~Daddy Jared and Uncle Jensen get conned by your cutie-pie daughter~

Jared x Reader, OFC Juliana, Jensen

846 Words

Warnings: Daddy!Jared Fluff Feels? Idk. Nothing bad. 

A/N: I’m having feelings after the Padafamily picture, OK? Sue me. 

“Daddy are you gonna take me?” your daughter Juliana looked up at her father, wide eyed and inquisitive as always; her hazel eyes a perfect match for his.

Jared smiled his curious smile and shook his head quickly in confusion. “Take you where Jules?”

“To the work,” she said, sticking out her hip and leaning her hand on it just like you did. You laughed from your spot in the kitchen as you watched the scene unfold. For a five year old, she was sassy as hell.

“To my work?” he asked, holding back a laugh.

Jules rolled her eyes, “Yeah Daddy, it’s ‘Take Your Child To Work Day’. So you take your child to your work.”

Jared nodded, pretending to consider her question. He rubbed his chin and hummed. “Huh, well, it just so happens that Mommy has some scenes this week, so we’ll all be going to work tomorrow.”

It took a moment for the information to make it’s way past all the attitude, but finally Juliana understood and a bright smile grew on her little face. She clapped and ran into Jared’s open arms, squealing as he lifted her into the air with ease. “Thank you Daddy!”

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Love Triumphs Chapter 4: After Effects

Jared Padalecki x Reader

1150 Words

Story Summary: AU (I love Gen, and love her with Jared.) Jared and Gen have split up, but are still friendly. You, the Reader have recently started acting on Supernatural, and have fallen in love with Jared. Both of you get hate due to the fact that you are much younger than he is.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

The barbecue last late into the night, and you loved every minute of it. Everyone had been so nice, and you finally had the chance to get know more of the people you worked with. Jared had been attentive and funny, making you laugh so hard you cried you don’t know how many times.

It wasn’t until midnight that most people started taking off, leaving just you, Jensen, and Misha. Mark had left early, needing to catch a flight so he could spend time with his lovely wife and new little baby. As Misha and Jensen cleaned up the empty beer bottles and glasses, you helped Jared bring in the left over food, wobbling slightly as you did.

“How much did you drink tonight?” He asked you, holding the door open for you.

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This was from @impalaimagining​. I…it’s gonna be sorta angsty I guess…u know how I love hurting Sam…

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Blast From The Past

Less than a day since Lady Bevell brought him in.

You had no idea who he was. 

Winchester was what you heard.

But you weren’t exactly a high ranking member, more a foot soldier. So that name meant nothing to you. 

All you knew was this dude was the one she needed for answers.

But of course, when he refused to talk like the smug, arrogant American he was, she had to resort to…other methods of obtaining information.

You listened from outside as she burnt away at his skin, cut him, beat him, did just about anything she could

Well, anything that wasn’t going to have him ending up dead on that chair.

But nothing worked.

Nothing at all.

And that’s when you were called in.

You weren’t anything too special.

You weren’t a leader.

You had little respect in the organisation.

You weren’t even one to fight against the demons and monsters.

But what you were good at was torture.

Hell, even Mr Ketch was terrified of you at times.

And when someone as psychotic as Ketch was scared of you, well, you just knew you were doing something right.

“Hi there”.

He glared at you, his hair covering his sweat covered face.

You smirked at the animosity, already knowing this’d be a hard one to crack.

But you were nothing if not patient and determined.

You turned around, picking up the towel and soaking it in water.

“Now…we can do this the easy way. Or you can scream for hours while I enjoy myself. Either way, I will get an answer from you. So…which’ll it be?”

He chuckled bitterly, his head flopping to the side as he tried his hardest to look threatening.

“Am I supposed to be impressed by that? I’ve been tortured by the Devil himself. There’s nothing you can do to me that I haven’t already been through”.

You smirked, wringing out the water from the towel and wiping his face up.

“Oh, sweetheart. You have no idea what’s going to happen”.

You stood, turning back to the door and making sure it was locked, before you pricked your finger and began drawing a sigil into the wall.

“W-what the hell are you doing?”

You winked at him, continuing with your drawing as you spoke.

“You see, Sam, I have a reputation as a torturer. Someone who can make even the most powerful of demons and monsters scream and cry for help. But the thing is, I don’t do any of it”.

You finished the sigil, wiping the blood onto the towel and looking back at him as he listened.

“Don’t get me wrong, I love watching. The pain and desperation on someone’s face. It’s just priceless.But I don’t like getting my hands dirty. No. He does it for me”.

“W-who?” he stuttered, his heart beginning to race for the first time he’since he’d arrived here.

“I think you might’ve met already, actually”.

You recited a few words, watching as the sigil lit up and a portal opened, before he stepped through.

He looked around, sending you a wink, before he looked to his new victim.

“Well well. Sam Winchester. Tell me, how’s Dean? It’s been a while since I last saw him”.

Sam’s eyes widened in shock, his heart pounding in his chest now.


You sniggered, leaning down in front of Sam and brushing his hair back as he shook with fear.

“Hell’s Grand Torturer. And my personal cutie. You impressed now?”

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Winchester Day Trip

Originally posted by canonspngifs

Pairing: Winchesters x sister!Reader
Word count: 1,326
Warnings: Mentions of childbirth

Part 7 of  2 Hours West

“Uh, sis?” Dean looked over from the laptop, pale as a ghost.

“Yeah?” You answered, not looking away from the movie that you and Sam were watching.

“Have you watched birthing videos?” He asked, making you raise an eyebrow at him. “Someone linked one in a forum I was looking at. And…I think I’m scarred for life…” He shuttered.

Laughing, you shook your head. “Nope.” You told him. “Don’t plan on it, either.” You shrugged.

Thankfully, as time went on, things got easier. You loved watching the boys with her. Especially when Sam got her dressed. It cracked you up the first few times. His hands were so big he was nervous for a bit.

The first time she attempted to walk, she was 11 months old. Sam walked in after work and she squealed, trying to go to him. His face lit up and she reached up with her little hands.

She didn’t quite make it, but they were all so happy and proud for her trying. You knew it wouldn’t be much longer before she would be walking around. It made you happy but it also made you sad. Her father would never see this, she wouldn’t get the chance to go running up to him. At least she had her uncles, they doted on her.

Sam was so pleased that she had tried to walk to him, he scooped her up, holding her close to his chest as she grabbed his hair. She did her best to give him a kiss on the cheek but she ended up just kinda drooling on him, still it was the thought that counted and nothing meant more.

You had the phone between your ear and shoulder as you patted Cheyenne’s back, pacing around the room you shared with her. Letting out a soft sigh, you listened to ring after ring before Dean picked up. “Hello?”

“Hey, on your way home can you pick up some baby Tylenol, and maybe a teether?”

“Is she okay? Do I need to come home?” He asked, sounding worried.

You chuckled lightly. “She’s teething, Dean. That’s all. You don’t have to leave work early.” You assured him.

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