Embarrassed for You

Characters: Y/N Ackles, Danneel Ackles, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Padalecki

Pairing: Danneel x Reader x Jensen

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, nesnej, leenned,       

Word Count: 1100ish

A/N: I also blame Gen and her livestream for this one, along with my ever growing crush on the perfection that is Danneel Ackles!

Thanks to the ever amazing @percywinchester27 for betaing this one for me.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

You had just finished putting the kids down when your phone pinged, alerting you that Gen was doing a livestream. An amused smile slid across your face. This had to be good. Jared and Gen were at ACL with your husband and wife. You knew them all well enough to know that they would all be pretty shitfaced by now. They were amazing, dedicated parents but given a night out they all knew how to be young and still have fun.

Danneel and Jensen had wanted you to come along of course, but you had just come home from touring the US for a few month, which had not given you much time with JJ and the twins. You needed a night at home with the kids more than a night of fun, which they had both accepted before kissing you goodbye and leaving with the Padaleckis.

Your smile only grew when Gen’s face appeared on your screen with Danneel yelling Captain America references to your husband in the background. They were all drunk and happy, which made you smile. They deserved to have a night like this. Being parents and being separated by distance a lot was hard on any relationships, but somehow you, Danneel and Jensen made it work, just like Jared and Gen.

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anonymous asked:

Ohhh that suited Sidney pic giving me all the ideas. What if G is his client and he's being oh so professional and not starting anything romantic. But of course it doesn't work... cue office under desk shenanigans and the like. OR, option 2, Geno is found guilty (wrongly) and Sid has to pine through the glass in prison thinking up ways to get him free. In order for them to bang. As you can see, end goal is smut. Always.

Oh this suited Sidney pic? 

Sid keeps his hands off, but he has to admit to himself it’s not only the strength of his belief in Evgeni’s innocence ( which he’s certain of, certain as a sunrise) that lends him fervent desperation during his closing argument.  

He’s gone and fallen in love with his client. 

“Sid,” Evgeni says brokenly, after the verdict of “Not Guilty” is read and the courtroom erupts in noise. There are tears running down his face. “Sid,” he says again. 

Sid gathers up his papers with shaking hands, dizzy with relief, nervous sweat cooling on his temples. 

“Come on,” he says, and walks Evgeni out. 

They pause for a minute under the elaborately colonnaded portico of the courthouse. Evgeni closes his eyes and tilts his face up to the sun. He takes a deep breath of air, of freedom, and Sid feels terrible because all he can think of is how he wants to bite the long line of Evgeni’s neck. He busies himself with the clasp of his briefcase for a moment but jumps as a huge, warm hand is laid on his shoulder. 

“Sid,” Evgeni says, voice and eyes impossibly fond. Sid can’t breathe. “Thank you. For believe in me.” 

Sid swallows, but still can’t bring himself to speak. A speechless lawyer. There’s a curiosity. 

Evgeni’s smile is sweet and it crinkles the corners of his eyes. “Not my lawyer any more. Sid.” His other hand in on Sid’s other shoulder now. Sid is transfixed. 

“No,” he manages, and his voice cracks.

“Can do this,” Evgeni says, and leans down, and presses his lips to Sidney’s.

The kiss is deep, and warm, and Sid sinks into it, hands grasping desperately at Evgeni’s hair, the back of his suit jacket. Eventually he end up just cradling Evgeni’s face between his palms. 

Evgeni is the one to draw back first, and Sid chases his mouth with a whimpering noise he almost can’t believe himself making. 

“Gonna kill me, Sid,” Evgeni groans. 

“Get me out of here,” Sid breathes. “Get me the fuck out of here and somewhere you can take my clothes off.” 

Evgeni swoops in to kiss him again, brief and hard. “Best, Sid.” And he takes Sid’s hand, and tugs him down the courthouse steps. 

The 2017 ALL CAPS Exchange: The Fic

Here it is, everyone: The list of stories written for the 2017 ALL CAPS Exchange. Thank you so much to everyone who wrote, betaed, pinch hit, treated, and otherwise helped make this exchange such an incredible success. Enjoy the stories!

Adventures in Haberdashery by ErinKatz for anonissue

2k. G. Nate Schmdit/Braden Holtby. “Yeah, nope. I was going to do this tomorrow, between practice and game time, but you need to get out of this goalie trance, man, so we’re doing it tonight.” Nate holds out both hands. Braden still has no idea what’s going on and he’s still certain that Nate should be going to bed, but lets himself be pulled to his feet from where he’s sitting at the foot of the bed. He must be more tired than he feels because he stumbles and has to catch himself with a palm against Nate’s chest.

back to you by alotofthingsdifferent for Wargasms

1k. G. Micheal Latta/Tom Wilson. There are three games left in the regular season, and the Rangers haven’t been a playoff team in five years. Tom thinks maybe it’s time. “You look good, Tommy,” Mike says by way of a greeting, and when he smiles, his eyes crinkle at the corners. There are a few more wrinkles there than Tom remembers, but he’s still the same Mike, still as handsome as ever. Tom fills with a familiar warmth, the feeling he always gets when he sees Mike in person, and kicks at Mike’s feet under the table. “You’re going grey,” Tom teases, and Mike’s grin widens as he runs his fingers through his hair.

Can’t Have You by sunshinexbomb for constantine

6k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/André Burakovsky/Marcus Johansson. Nicky doesn’t want to get married, not yet at least. And maybe, just maybe, there’s a part of him that knows who he’d like to marry if he could be given that option, but. It’s probably better not to think about it. – In which Prince Nicklas of Sweden has to find a husband before his thirtieth birthday, but all he really wants is to maybe marry his best friend instead.

Capital Grounds by constantine for thegraceinyoureyes

2k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/T.J. Oshie. The love of TJ’s winter comes in several afternoons a week to buy a small Swedish coffee and something from their pastry case while TJ gazes at him.

champions by angularmomentum for screamlet

2k. E. André Burakovsky/Tom Wilson. Tom had a problem. To be more accurate, Tom had several problems but that was the way of Tom’s life. He often had a few running in tandem. Tonight they included but were not limited to: bruised knuckles (regular problem) forgot his toothbrush (also a regular problem) and a boner for Burky (definitely NOT a regular problem.)

come under the covers by ghosthunter for taxingme

4k. M. André Burakovsky/Tom Wilson. Andre meets him at the airport. He has a tan and he looks good. Not that Tom thinks he, himself, does not also have a tan and look good, but he’s not picking himself up at the airport in a foreign country either.

домовинами by constantine for xihale

5k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/Evgeny Kuznetsov. If only his parents had been more traditional rusalki. Sure, the Miass is cold in the winter, and it was nice to live in a warm apartment instead of sleeping down in the river mud so he had the chance to play youth hockey, and sure, his father liked to be able to watch episodes of Ulitsa Razbitykh Fonarey as they aired instead of having to wait for DVD. But Evgeny’s romantic future had been on the line. Or: Nicky and Kuzy are from different species, with different conventions when it comes to courting. Efforts to ask to join his pack/be his mate fail spectacularly.

Evergreen Molasses and Gilded Heartbreaks by xihale for angularmomentum

4k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. In his dreams, Alex still plays hockey. Alex just passed his career 1,000 points. Alex is one of the hundred greatest NHL players of all time. And every milestone, everywhere he turns, Nicklas is there.

Fault Lies by hoosierbitch for somethingnerdythiswaycomes

6k. M. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Alex kneels.“You’re smarter than me,” Trotz says to Nicky, “but I do know what I’m doing.” Right now, Nicky is fairly sure that he’s wrong on both counts. “Let me be his coach. Let me take care of him.”

feels like summer by Thorne for protect_rosie

30k. M. Karl Alzner/John Carlson, Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. The unglamorous fact of the matter is that lifeguarding, particularly at a community swimming pool, is much less about the dramatic rescues and slo-mo dives into the water that Baywatch has tricked people into believing, and much more about janitorial work that’s either tedious or gross, spiked with the occasional scraped knee or elbowed nose or no-holds-barred ice cream vendor death-match in the parking lot. (Or, Karl’s in love with his best friend, all the local community pools in the Metropolitan county are at prank-war with each other, and also there are ducks.)

get by with a little help (from our A) by Wargasms for AetherSeer

11k. E. Michael Latta/Tom Wilson, Michael Latta/Tom Wilson/Nicklas Backstrom. Mike is a switch without much experience at Domming. Tom is a sub. They figure out how to make it work with some help from Nicky.

Good Friend Alex by WeagleRock for Guzmanasol

4k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Nicke was already going to die a slow, painful death for the love of a faerie. He’d have to be the world’s stupidest person to turn around and fall for a troll.

Half Of The Time We’re Gone by angularmomentum for waspabi

36k. E. Tom Wilson/Michael Latta, Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Mike never thought Tom would come back to Kitchener. That was his first problem. The second was that he didn’t want him to, which was a slightly bigger issue.

i’ll never let go by taxingme for Louhi

13k. M. Micheal Latta/Mike Richards. There’s a thousand and one theories about where and why Travellers go where they do. Mike’s not sure about anyone else but he only ever goes to Michael.

in fingertips, in teeth by pr_scatterbrain for hoosierbitch

11k. M. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin/Alexander Semin, Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin, Alexander Ovechkin/Alexander Semin. “You’re going to hit the ground running,” Nicky’s agent tells him, before he arrives on US soil. Nicky mostly hits the ground again and again.

imploring harvest by chartreuser for Fourthlinewinger

20k. M. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Nicke just wants to play hockey, eat some iPhones, and watch his boyfriend photosynthesise.

The Kindness of Strangers by angularmomentum for thegraceinyoureyes

17k. E. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Nicke has created a life of careful boundaries.

Literally by xabier for maunnier (jbmaunier)

4k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. In which Nicklas Backstrom is literally Andre Burakovsky’s father.

A little nip from every flower by anonissue for spaceyho

4k. T. Michael Latta/Tom Wilson. Nate finally just up and face-times Mike after Mike sends him one too many questions about how to properly julienne carrots, and the conversation quickly redirects from the actual cooking to the status of Tom’s health and how poorly Mike is coping with him being out of action. “Trotz had us run different lines yesterday in practice man, and now I’m on Beags’ wing, and it’s, just,” Mike makes an inarticulate frustrated noise as he mashes garlic cloves with the back of a spoon more forcefully than strictly necessary. “It’s shit. We suck.” “You know,” Nate starts and then pauses. “What?” Mike prompts after a few seconds of silence. “It’s stupid, but like, my mom always believed the fastest way to get rid of a cold or whatever was to give it to someone else,” Nate says shrugging. – Mike feels like playing hockey without Willy on his line far outweighs the shittiness of being sick. Tom doesn’t agree. Mike has to take measures.

Match Your Weakness With A Name by leyley09 for screamlet

4k. T. Andre Burakovsky/Braden Holtby. In which Braden gets talked into playing spin-the-bottle with his teammates and - surprisingly - doesn’t live to regret it

A More Fascinating Name by pukeandcry for hardtoconcentrate

38k. E. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin, Andre Burakovsky/Braden Holtby, Michael Latta/Tom Wilson. Although Sasha had never made the younger Mr. Backstrom’s acquaintance, he was at least familiar enough with his reputation to know that chief amongst his qualities was the quite publicly known fact that Mr. Backstrom was as notoriously uninterested in achieving an advantageous marriage as Sasha himself.Something, then, must have upset the order of things. What that was he could not say, but Lord Backstrom was now, it would seem, in active search of a husband for his son.

My Life’s Work by protect_rosie for leyley09

2k. G. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Alex comes in on a Tuesday night, a couple of hours before closing time.

no it’s not nirvana but it’s on the way by ghosthunter for taxingme

4k. M. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Sasha does not miss the way Backy looks at him then, sharp and angry, and Sasha knows he deserves it. They sit in awkward silence until the waitress comes to take their drink orders.

Not a zero sum game by Guzmanasol for pr_scatterbrain

3k. Not rated. Alexander Ovechkin/Alexander Semin, Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin, Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Semin, Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin/Alexander Semin. His first soulmate gets another soulmate over the summer.

An Ocean Not to Break by hardtoconcentrate for kingsoftheimpossible

2k. G. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Every offseason feels like a bad taste in their mouths, the remnants of a dream turned into a nightmare time and time again. After a while, the commentators start discussing if the Russian Federation lied about Sasha carrying the cursebreaking gene full stop; it gets bad enough that Don Cherry calls publicly for him to submit to gene sequencing. “It’s fine,” Sasha insists one morning, as they’re watching Sportscenter before an early morning skate. Nicklas can see his eyes tighten around the edges when Cherry comes back on-screen, raving about how typical this dishonesty is from the Russians. “He doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Nicke mutters, sparing another glance at Sasha before sighing and resting his cheek against the table. A cursebreaker AU.

Red is the Color (of Your True Love’s Blood) by Saebrin for WeagleRock

2k. T.  Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. What are the odds that all of Jakub’s teammates are serial killers? Like, statistically that has to be impossible, right?

say all that you’re feeling by screamlet for sunshinexbomb

43k. T. Andre Burakovsky/Alexander Ovechkin. Much had happened in the past year, enough that Andre sat on the hill overlooking the lands he had been naive enough to call home until he pledged himself to Lord Laich and left his friends with barely a note. Now he had returned and— Who would want Andre now? A flash of lightning in the distance illuminated the one house he hadn’t yet considered. After a moment’s thought, Andre rode south.

Six Months by constantine for xihale

14k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/Evgeny Kuznetsov. “The Snow Queen only looks at what she takes, now,” Sasha said. “And she always takes something, from everywhere she goes.”“Yes. I know what winter’s like,” Evgeny said, and shrugged against the back of the seat. He didn’t want to ask questions or hear answers, when Sasha was sitting blunt and solid next to him, talking like an old folktale Evgeny could half, but only half, convince himself he knew.“No,” Sasha said. “Not just like the flowers and all that from summertime. Those die back for the winter, but they have roots and they grow again, always. Winter is just dark, time to rest. The Snow Queen comes with the real deep cold. What she takes, it doesn’t come back.”

something just like this by maunnier (jbmaunier) for oops_ohdear

2k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Nicklas was eleven years old when he met Prince Alexander of Dynamo for the first time.

Something Old, Something New by Rave for pukeandcry

6k. E. Michael Latta/Tom Wilson. “I’m into guys,” Mike had told him before they moved in together. “If we’re gonna be roommates, that’s gotta be cool with you. I don’t want it to turn out to be a thing later.”

The Sorcerer of the Wood by Fourthlinewinger for ghosthunter

53k. T. Marcus Johansson/Evgeny Kuznetsov. Marcus opened his mouth to say, ‘I’m worried about Burky, no one knows where he is,’ but what came out was: “I think Koschei the Deathless kidnapped Burky,” and the locker room went quiet. Marcus winced and looked down at Kuzy, who appeared shocked and slightly pale. Marcus closed his eyes against the worry and his own rising embarrassment. It sounded crazy, out loud.They were in California, not Russia. It was just an exhibit. Thousands of other people had visited without incident, no curses or hexes causing trouble, and there were definitely no kidnappings. Burky sometimes got distracted and climbed into the wrong car. He was probably stranded in San Francisco. Marcus scrubbed his hands through his hair. “How do I get him back?”

staying put by thegraceinyoureyes for tiptoe39

7k. E. Nicklas Backstrom/T. J. Oshie, T. J. Oshie/Washington Capitals Ensemble. There are bodies—hands all over him, all around him.

sugar by ghosthunter for sunshinexbomb

4k. M. Nicklas Backstrom/André Burakovsky/Marcus Johansson. Nicke’s almost ready to leave, his jacket still off, his tie around his neck. “He’s fucking with you,” Nicke says quietly, coming to stand next to Andre as he ties his own tie. “And you looked at his ass when he walked away.”

Summoner’s Rift by xabier for maunnier (jbmaunier)

3k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Ovi too OP, Rito pls nerf.

A Swedish Crown Is Just Seven Rubles by Louhi for alotofthingsdifferent

25k. M. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Alex was twenty when he went to the Olympics for the first time. He did not win a medal, but he did meet a prince. Then he met him again. And again.

to have and to hold by oops_ohdear for xabier

6k. T. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. The problem with putting a fake engagement photo, complete with stupid smiles and a bottle of champagne, on Facebook, is that sometimes someone’s mother sees it. This is not a problem Nicklas ever had before he knew Alex.

Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow? (series) by AetherSeer for chartreuser

4k. T. Evgeny Kuznetsov & Alexander Ovechkin. By Royal Appointment / And They Called It Puppy Love / It’s My Choice to Make. If Zhenya gets a little crush on his older, good-looking, ridiculously fit bodyguard, it’s fine, right? It’s normal. He’ll get over it, sooner or later, and no one will ever know the difference.

Wolfborn by waspabi for 13058

54k. E. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. A wolfborn on an airplane was either unbearably reckless or a hockey player. Most of the time, both.

Words Just Get in the Way by somethingnerdythiswaycomes for Rave

8k. T. Andre Burakovsky/Braden Holtby, Michael Latta/Tom Wilson. “You’re pretty gone on him, huh?” Mike asks him. Andre nods. “And you don’t know anything about him?” Andre nods again, glumly. “This is the semester,” Mike proclaims with enough conviction that Andre almost believes him. “This semester, you’re getting him.”

You May Be Right (I May Be Crazy) by spaceyho for Thorne

10k. M. Nicklas Backstrom/Alexander Ovechkin. Nicklas sets his phone back on the counter, and blinks at the fogged over reflection in his mirror. He is so utterly fucked. He hasn’t made the decision to go to Russia, but he has made the decision to make that decision. It’s basically the same thing, but there’s enough of a difference that he feels like he can justify stalling making it final. –or OviNicky: The Lockout

Dean Thinks You’re Hot

Title: Dean Thinks You’re Hot

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 2,122

Anon Request: you think you could write one where the reader feels insecure about her stretch marks/size and Jensen is her best friend and tries to help her feel better?

Warnings: Negative Thoughts, Low Self-Esteem, Fluff, Implied Smut

A/N: Feedback is always appreciated, friends! xoxox


Your name: submit What is this?

    Pacing back and forth around your trailer almost drove you dizzy. Back and forth. Back and forth; as if that was going to simultaneously solve all of your problems. It wasn’t. Not even close.

    You had just gotten the memo that your intimate scene with Jensen was moved to today, not that you weren’t sweating buckets the second you got the script, but the fact that the scene was moved to today instead of five days from now had you ripping your hair from your head. You were going to be very exposed to him, and no matter how long the two of you had been friends, this was something you weren’t comfortable with on so many levels.

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NHL!Bitty, Pt. IV - RPF

@missweber requested NHL!Bitty dealing with Hockey RPF. This got a little longer than expected, with a side pairing of Jack/philly-cheesesteak. Takes place a few months into Bitty’s second season with the Schooners. 

Origin: From Samwell to SeattlePart I - Hug Check | Part II - Chirping | Part III - Post-Season

The most annoying thing is that for all of the ‘Jack/Parse’, ‘Jack/Tater’, ‘Jack/Sid’‘Jack/fucking-every-player-on-the-east-coast’ fic, there are a whopping SIX  ‘Jack/Eric’ fics on Ao3. Six.

On one hand, Eric’s proud they’ve hidden their relationship so well, on the other, Eric is insulted. But really, with their disappointing portmanteau of ‘Jeric’ or ‘Zittle’, it’s not surprising they’re horribly under-appreciated.

“I just wish my fans were more creative.”

Over Skype, Eric watches Jack plow through a Philly cheesesteak with no small measure of jealousy. He’s lonely and hungry, and his asshole boyfriend is doing this on purpose.

“You know,” Jack says, talking out of the side of his half-full mouth, “if you let the Schoons call you ‘Bitty’ our name could have been ‘Zimbits’. That’s kinda on you.”

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A Room with a View - SilentAuror - Sherlock (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Title: A Room with a View
Author: SilentAuror
Pairing: Benedict/Martin
Rating: Explicit
Length: 12,106 words
Warnings: RPF!!!!
Summary: Jimmy Fallon invites Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman onto his show to have a dance-off…

Note: My other Freebatch works are locked to ao3 users only. So far I haven’t locked this one, but we’ll see how it goes re. haters and death threats and all of that lovely stuff, lol. For now - read away! :)

Being pregnant with Chris Evans' baby:

Originally posted by chrisevanshh

Some parts of the pregnancy are slightly exaggerated to give more humor.

• It’s no secret, Chris has said many times he wants to be a dad and he’s looking forward to it. So, when you stand in the bathroom with the positive tests in hands, you really aren’t stressed about telling him. You’re quite excited to see his face because you love kids too.
• When you tell him you’re pregnant, he looks at you with wide eyes because he has no idea how to react: he’s probably thinking of how much he wants to kiss you for the rest of his life or asking you to marry him all over again, or even make another baby right now!
• Though, it’s not long before he reacts when he sees the five pregnancy tests. He laughs so happily as he spoons you in his arms that you can’t help but giggle and he keeps telling you he loves you so much.
• He can’t even stop kissing you or your tummy.
• The first days after the announcement, he keeps giggling with you and asks himself if it’s a dream or not. He also tries not to freak out and get nervous.
• Your families are overly happy to hear the news.
• His mother cries at this moment because her baby boy will have his own baby.
• Chris worries about his ability to be a good father, but you kiss his insecurities away and tell him he is a great father already because he wants to be a dad for so long and that’s also something he gotta learn with time and with you.
• He takes care of you all day. Every day.
• You can wake him up at 2 in the morning to eat your favorite meal.
• You both eat Starbucks’ jelly beans right after.
• Chris plans your baby’s first trip to Disney World secretly. He buys everything he needs to make sure they will love everything related to Disney!
• He is unsurprisingly protective.
• Chris grins like an idiot for hours whenever he hears the heartbeat of your baby and when he feels their very first kicks.
• - “Stop carrying me everywhere, Chris. I can walk. I’m pregnant, not sick.”
 - “I know, but I don’t want you to take a risk.”
• Chris is here for you every step of the way and assures you he loves this baby and you more than anything else.
• He realizes that marrying was the best choice he made you when your hormones are going wild.
• One day, you catch him purchasing some Patriots baby gift sets and clothing. You basically have to stop him before he can buy everything related to his favorite team in the NFL store.
• He’s still currently trying to find a Tom Brady bodysuit with “Baby Evans” flocked at the back.
• You call your mother every time something new happens during your pregnancy and when she says everything is fine, Chris calls Lisa to double check.
 - “Did you seriously call your mom?”
 - “Sweetheart, it’s just to be sure.”
• Chris smiles every time you say you look too big, but he thinks you are gorgeous as ever with this baby bump. Because you carry life, so nothing is more beautiful.
 - “Chris, why are you even staying with me? I look like a potato.”
 - “You are perfect and this the most beautiful moment of our lives. It’s our baby inside.”
 - “Okay, I trust you this time. But only because you’ve also gained weight.”
 - “That’s my gi… Wait, what?!”
• Chris sings Disney songs every night to your baby before sleep. Let’s be honest, he does this all the time.
• He wants to have a boy first just to teach him how to prank you in the future.

• He is in-between a mix of stress and joy when you go into labor. He’s there for you, though.
• You almost crush the bones of his hand when you push.
 - “Never again! I will never let you touch me ever again, Evans! Heard me?!”
 - “Don’t exaggerate, it’s- OUCH!”
 - “Please, Mrs. Evans, stop threatening your husband. You have to push!”
• Chris cries and smiles when he holds your baby for the first time.

@feelmyroarrrr @gallifreyansass @bicevans @ballerinafairyprincess @misschrisevans @always-an-evans-addict @kennadance14 @buckybarnesisalittleshit @helloitscrowley @captainamerica-ce @kiwi71281 @topthis808 @dead-lee-15 @the-daydreamer-girl @our-love-world @hellomissmabel @voidobsession @mrssierrarogers @redstarstan @punkrockhippiefromthefourties @angryschnauzer @fangirling-is-what-i-do-best @minstrel-axx @captainamerotica @kaitlynthehuman @juneookami @mellifluous-melodramas @sfreeborn @buckyswinterchildren @potterhead1265 @castellandiangelo @louisespecter @fvckingevans @katnisswa @justanotherfangurlz @10kindsofderp @1enchantedfantasy1 @logan8546 @thewinterpunkass - tell me if you’d like to be added. :)

Behind The Towel

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Summary: You’re at your mom’s house with your kids when your husband sends you a very NSFW photo while he’s away.

Word Count: 1,116

Warnings: children (because apparently that needs a warning), a stubborn toddler, NSFW photo under the cut, embarrassment, sexting, implied smut

A/N: @wayward-girl sent me this photo and my brain just kicked into overdrive so… here ya go. This is also my (very late - I’m so, so sorry) submission for @frickfracklesackles‘s 1,000 Followers Celebration Challenge. My prompt was “I don’t know whether to worship at your feet or spank the living shit out of you.” and is bolded below.

Jared was in Los Angeles, shooting some promo shoot for something he wouldn’t tell you about. It seemed sketchy, but you shrugged it off for the most part. Packing up the kids, you headed for your mom’s house, knowing she’d listen to your worrying about there being another woman while also helping you with Jake and Lauren. 

Day two without Jared, and you were missing him. You woke up that morning and shot him a text, just saying, “Wish you were here,” with a kissing emoticon. After laying in bed for ten more minutes with no reply, you sighed and planted your feet on the floor. Trudging to the kitchen, you clutched the warm black mug between your hands, savoring every single sip of the holy liquid you were taking in.

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Tasty* ~ [1/2]

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: Mature - 18+ only
Summary: Reader prepares the last important details of Chris’ thirty-sixth birthday party, but he can only think of one or two ways he’d like to celebrate this day with her.
Word Count: 2.5k
Genre: Fluff/Mild smut
Warnings: build up; mentions of sex/innuendos, Chris being a dork and a butt guy, slight food play/kink, make out session and language!
Author’s Note: I know, Chris’ birthday was yesterday (June 13th), but I actually wrote so much that I had to split this into two parts. The actual smut will be in the last part hopefully up tomorrow. Once again, happy birthday to the Dorito and enjoy! xx

    “Dodger, come here,” you whispered and the dog padded out of the kitchen, stopping at your feet. You bent and patted his back as his tail wagged excitedly.

    Staring back at your reflection in the mirror of the foyer, you smoothed out your dress - the same summer dress you’d wear on your first date with Chris three years ago - and you applied your cranberry lip balm. You weaved a hand through your hair, pushed up your breasts and you picked up the breakfast tray you’d left on the entryway table.

    “What do you think? He’s going to like it, right?” You asked Dodger and laughed at how ridiculous you sounded. My God, I’m talking to a dog.

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    ruin the friendship

    SUMMARY: How long will it take until you cross the line with Sebastian?

    WARNINGS: language. sexual tension???? 

    AUTHOR’S NOTE: this is part 1 of 2… or 3 i’m still not sure. anyway, this is probably going to be the lightest of them all. oops. also, if you want to listen to the song here it is!


    The night was already hazy from the amount of alcohol you had downed. You weren’t even sure who had come in and out of the house anymore. You were sitting out on the balcony with Sebastian and a couple of mutual friends smoking cigars that one of your friends had brought from their trip to Cuba.

    Your eyes slowly moved from the men standing in front of you to Sebastian who was smiling and leaning against the metal railing on the glass panels. Your heart sped up in your chest at the sight of him. He looked so good; he was wearing a white, see-through loose henley with his chest hair on show and his silver chain glowing in the moonlight.

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    I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Thirty-Three

    Summary: Jared finds out about your quickfire answers at your panel, leading to an uncomfortable discussion
    Words: 3.4k
    Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Jeff, Sam, Dallas (OC)
    Warnings: mild angst
    Beta: @blacksiren

    I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

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    Becoming a Father Overnight Masterlist

    Jared x Daughter!Reader. Jared Padalecki’s life is flipped upside down when he gets a call from a teenage girl saying she’s his daughter. 

    Disclaimer- I don’t own the Supernatural universe or the images/gifs used, they were found on Google.

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    Part Two

    Part Three

    Part Four

    Part Five 

    Part Six

    Part Seven

    Part Eight 

    Part Nine

    Part Ten

    Part Eleven

    Part Twelve

    Part Thirteen

    Part Fourteen

    Part Fifteen 

    Part Sixteen

    Part Seventeen

    Part Eighteen

    Part Nineteen

    Part Twenty 

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    TW: Mentions of past rape

    As soon as you walked on set you felt like you’d been punched in the gut. The neck tattoo was the first thing you saw and you thought there was no way it could be him. So many guys had the same douchey neck tattoo. There was no way it could be Trevor. You were so wrong. 

    “Y/N.” He approached you like a snake stalking his prey. Trevor moved his hand to your face, caressing it like he owned you and you squeezed your eyes shut, swallowing thickly. “Long time no see, princess.” 

    “Trevor, you’re needed.” A voice you couldn’t quite make out called him away and he winked at you as he left, dragging his hand down your face and to your chest as he left. As soon as he was gone you bolted from the set, running so fast your lungs burned as you tried to suck in air. 

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    I Love Her

    Pairing: Jensen x Reader

    Perfect Masterlist

      I sat on the stage, a room about a quarter full of people sitting in front of me, taking pictures and videos. Jared was running a little late for our breakfast panel so I decided to head out and entertain the crowd until he got here. Before it would have freaked me out being on the stage by myself but I found myself enjoying the thrill. 

      Hands went up around the room to ask me questions that I surely wasn’t prepared to answer. I had my grande black coffee that Y/N had picked me up this morning while she let me sleep in. I was still exhausted from filming in past few weeks before hiatus and she always made my life a little easier when the time came around. 

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