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deangirlsstuff67 · 1 year

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It worked

Jensen Ackles x Reader

Warnings: none

Summary: You decide to surprise Jensen at a convention with the help of Jared and Cliff.

You told him you couldn't make it to the VanCon this year. Said you were busy with work and just couldn't afford to have the time off. Building your company from the ground up was hard but rewarding, though it took sacrifices.

Jensen understood like the amazing man he was. You couldn't be happier to call him your man.

He understood but you could still see the sadness in his beautiful green eyes. It had been 2 months since you'd last scene each other. Your business and his acting career made it hard to be together.

Phone calls and texting just weren't enough.

Thank to Jared and the rest of the cast of supernatural you hatched a plan. You were going to surprise your baby at the convention.

Of course, the staff were thrilled to help you. Got you in line for questions in the J2 afternoon panel.

You just had to stay out of sight before then.

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Hey baby I know you must be busy bur I just wanted to say I love you and I can't wait to see you soon.

The message made you smile. It was torture to stay in the convention center but not go see him.

Large hands grab your shoulder from behind. Turning you come face to face with Cliff, the boys Bodyguard.

"You ready sweetheart?" The older man smiling at you. Cliff and you have had a father daughter relationship from the very beginning. He always looked out for you and made sure to check in a couple times a week.

Returning his smile you nod your head before following him to the hall they were going to be occupying.

Cliff made sure to place you close to the front but out of sight. A couple of the fans in line recognized you and asked for a photo. You'll never get use to people wanting to know you just because of who your boyfriend was.

Robby came on stage with Rich and you laughed along with the crowd at their jokes and act. Before long your man waltzes on stage with Jared not far behind.

Man, he looked better than the last time you'd seen each other if that was even possible.

You watched on as the boys answered question after question. A couple times Jared had to answer them because Jensen was staring at a spot on the floor in front of him and not listening.

Three fans later and you were up next. Jared seen you and winked. Jensen was head down again.

Time for your grand entrance.

"Yeah, I was just wondering if Jensen knows I secretly recording him falling off my horse the last time he was home?"

You could have fallen over just by the look of shock and awe Jensen had when he whipped his head in your direction. No words could describe the love you saw shining in his eyes.

"Yeah Jensen. Do you know this? And y/n I'd like to see this footage." Jared laughed into his mic.

"Over my dead body that ever gets out." Jensen grumbled into his microphone before getting up and making his way to the end of the stage.

"You just going to stand there beautiful or are you going to come see me."

You go running into your man's awaiting arms. His cologne hits you like a brick wall and you feel at home again. You knew he was the one a month after you began dating but this just confirms it.

He takes you hand and leads you back to the seat he was occupying moments ago, "I hope ya'll don't mind if this pretty lady joins our panel."

The crowd goes nuts. Everyone showing their love for us. The smile beaming on your face couldn't be wider.

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Fan after fan ask the boys questions and shower them in love. You now know why Jensen loves coming to these. It's truly amazing to witness.

The next girl comes up to the microphone and asks her question, shockingly it's for me, "y/n I was wondering what your version of the story goes when it comes to how you and jensen started dating?"

On cue both the men on stage with me burst into laughter remembering the story. Jared hands me his microphone so I can answer.

"I'm not sure what he told you guys, but I know he left out the embarrassing parts. I was out with some friends in Austin on a mini vacation. We were dancing and drinking the night away. As you know I'm a country girl and horse lover so of course I was dressed in jeans, a flannel, and a ball cap. I was at the bar getting another round when I felt someone take my ball cap off my head and replace it with a tan cowboy hat. I whipped around to start yelling at this stupid guy when I came face to face with those gorgeous green eyes."

I look over at the 2 guys with me and they are smiling ear to ear listening to me talk.

"Well hot texan actor or not I wasn't going to put up with it. So I looked him dead in the eyes and told him if he didn't give back my hat I was going to lay him out. Luckily Donna taught him right and I was given back my hat. He told me to keep his, I wore it better. And he wasn't wrong haha. Anyways, the night goes on and we take a smoke break outside. Wouldn't you know this one..." you point back your boyfriend.

"Comes out with some buddies. He walks straight up to me and wraps his arms around my waist. Tells me I can lay him out anyway I desire to so long as I agree to have him take me on a date. Then the guy plants a kiss on my lips."

The crowd is crying from laughing so hard at this point. Who can blame them. Between Jensen and I, we weren't acting in any sense of rational that night.

"Stunned into silence. I agree to this date. When in Texas right. Plus, come on, it's Jensen freaking Ackles. But that's not the best part. These goofs hang with us the rest of the night. At some point Jensen got it in his mind him and I should have a drinking contest. Whoever drinks every shot of whiskey gets to kiss the other. Classy. I win and totally wipe the floor with him, collect my prize. This dumb dumb then proceeded to get on his knees in front of me and ask me to marry him with a ring he had on. No joke. This rest the night he referred to me as his wife."

Everyone is laughing at this point. My boyfriend is red in the face from embarrassment and joy as he remembers our first night together, "hey it worked didn't it."

"Yeah baby it did. Ever since I've been with this crazy wonderful man and I haven't regretted a minute of accepting the drunk proposal."

Just then Rob and Rich come back on stage woth tears in their eyes. Rob gets on his mic, "I've never heard the story told that way before."

Laughing I smile over at my dear friend, "that's because he barely remembers it after all the whiskey."

"Hey I remember. How could I forget. Jared showed me the video the next morning. I was so embarrassed, like great now she thinks I'm some creeper."

"Do you still have it?"

You hold up the hand that Jensen's ring sits proudly on your finger, "never taken it off. I didn't know fully, but I had an idea that he was going to be the one."

Jensen comes up beside you and kisses you softly. When you break apart he leans in close so only you can hear, "Oh baby girl, you're getting it good and hard tonight."

"Promise daddy."

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queen-of-deans-booty · 7 months

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Your Personal Bodyguard: Part Two

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.7k

Warnings: sexual tension is HIGH, trying to get jensen jealous

Summary: Since it's clear Jensen isn't going anywhere, you try to live your life as best as you can. You're invited to a frat party that you have to drag Jensen along, and you have the perfect plan to rile him up. If you can't get rid of him, then may as well fuck him.

read part one here: Your Personal Bodyguard

Square Filled: free space (2023) for @spnaubingo

Author’s Note: i appreciate any and all comments! <3

All your past bodyguards always gave you some bit of wiggle room in fear you’d complain to your dad and get them fired. Granted, none of them looked and acted like Jensen. If they had, you’d have treated them very differently. Jensen is the kind of man not to take shit from anyone, so he always has a plan or a comeback for whatever you throw at him.

What happened at that party was a one-time thing. He never let you out of his sight, especially when your dad found out about it. You got yelled at and punished for two weeks, and in those two weeks, you and Jensen became the best of friends. Not literally. He annoyed you every which way to Sunday while you had to sit there and take it like a spoiled kid.

Now you’re back at school, and much like you predicted, Jensen is there to follow you everywhere. The first few classes were awkward since there was a grown man sitting in the back of the classroom, however, the teachers were all warned beforehand by your dad’s team that this was going to happen. By the third class, you ignored him the best you could but his breath was a constant on the back of your neck.

It’s lunchtime or the biggest break you have between classes. Jensen is following behind you like some creeper as you walk inside the big cafeteria. There are a bunch of options to choose from, most of which are big brand fast food places you’d see while driving in town. You stop walking and turn to Jensen with an annoyed look on your face.

“You know, if you insist on following me everywhere I go, then you can at least act like you know me instead of following me around like a fucking creeper.”

Jensen chuckles at this. He’s always loved your smart mouth. If he’s being honest, it’s been in one too many of his dreams. If he’s being truly honest, he’d like to fuck that attitude out of you. He’s not going to do that, not even if you were to beg… maybe.

“Not my rules, sweetheart.”

“Don’t call me that,” you glare and get in line at your favorite food place.

“Whatever you say… sweetheart.”

You resist an eyeroll at this. He’s proven that he’s not going anywhere no matter how much you try getting rid of him. You order your food and find a table in the corner, perfect for being alone. Except Jensen is here and he isn’t leaving. Jensen didn’t get anything to eat but you’re not going to sit here and eat while he stares at you. You grab one of the burgers you ordered for him and slide it over.

“Eat. Don’t be creepy.”

Jensen takes the burger without a word and starts eating. The entire place is filled with chatter among students but one couple stands out because the woman’s laugh is so distinctive. You look over to see her snuggled up to her man as they joke about anything and everything. The look on your face becomes a longing one, one that catches Jensen’s attention. He turns to see what you’re looking at and he shakes his head as he turns back around.

“Relationships are messy.”

You want one. You want a man to look at you like you’re his world. Like he’d do anything to keep you happy, satisfied, and honest. You want to be able to go to bed with someone and wake up next to them. To have late-night drives or stay up into the early hours of the morning just talking. You don’t get to have that. Not with your dad doing what he does.

“What do you know? You’re a bodyguard.”

“I wasn’t always one. I was a somebody before all of this. I had a fiance who died in a mugging. I was with her and she still died. I vowed to never let that happen to anyone else. Now I’m here. You’re not the first person I had to protect.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you sigh, feeling like an ass.

“It’s not your problem to worry about.” That’s enough light into Jensen’s past, so he changes topics. “What, does your dad not let you have boyfriends?”

“I’ve had a few but they never lasted a few months. They either find out who my dad is and what he does, get scared, and leave or they mistreat me once and my dad sics a bodyguard onto them. Love isn’t in the cards for someone like me, I guess.”

“It’ll happen. You have to be patient. You’re twenty. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you.”

“I don’t think so,” you shake your head and finish your food. “My dad is preparing me to take over his business. Soon I’ll be deep in mafia business. I won’t have time for love anyway.”

After lunch, you have one more class before you get to go home. As you’re heading out to Jensen’s car, your best friend of eighteen years stops you. Jensen understands you two want privacy so he steps off to the side but is close enough to you just in case you need him.

“Is that your bodyguard?” Chelsea gasps.

“Don’t get attached. I’m still trying to get rid of him,” you sigh.

“When you do, send him my way.” You both chuckle at her obvious joke. “So, Tyler is having a party with his frat buddies. He’s invited me and I’m inviting you. You need to come.”

“If I go, he goes,” you point to Jensen who waves at her. “Do you really want him to be the only older guy at the party?”

“He’ll suck it up. You have to go. Who else will help me hook up with Ty?”

“Fine, I’ll go. It gives me an excuse to go shopping.”

“Yes. I’ll text you the details. I gotta go. I’ll see ya!”

She bounces away happily and Jensen makes his way over to you.

“I’m assuming you heard everything she said. You’re pretty good at eavesdropping, you know that?”

“You’re making me go to a party?”

“I’m twenty. I need to have these pivotal moments that will otherwise shape my character.”

“You’re going to a party with booze and sex. How is that shaping your character?”

“I’ll get better at taking down booze and better at receiving sex,” you smirk and walk off.

“Like hell you are,” he says in a deep voice and follows after you.

Whatever you want, you get (relatively speaking). If you tell your dad you’re going shopping for a party, he’ll tell you to bring Jensen and leave it at that. Jensen has no say whether you get to go to the mall or not. When you get to the mall, the first store you go to is one of the most expensive ones there. Your dad, being a mafia boss, has almost unlimited money. He has an account with millions in it just for you.

“Okay, if we’re both going to this party, we’re both going to need a new change of clothes. Don’t worry, I’ll be your sugar mama for today. We’re getting you party ready.”

“Don’t count on it,” he mumbles. There are a few dresses that catch your eye so you practically throw them in Jensen’s arms before moving on to the next. “You know, I’m a bodyguard, not a personal assistant.”

“My dad told you to be whatever I need, and right now, I need someone to carry all these clothes. Unless, of course, you don’t want to do this. In which you’re more than welcome to leave.”

“Nice try, sweetheart, you’re not getting rid of me that easy.”

Once you have enough dresses, you head to the dressing room to try them on. After every fitting, you show off to Jensen who is being respectful and sitting outside the dressing room. The first two dresses didn’t compliment your body type, the third one didn’t go with your skin tone, and the fourth one was too small. The fifth dress is a bit more revealing than the others which is perfect.

It’s a black very deep V-neck dress that is backless. The only thing covering your breasts is the four-finger wide piece of fabric that meets each other at the base of the V. The bottom of the dress only goes to your mid-thigh, and the entire thing is sparkly. This is the perfect dress for a frat party. It fits perfectly, and it shows off the curve of your breasts leaving little to the imagination.

“Okay, this is the last one. What do you think?” you ask and walk out wearing it. The first thing Jensen does is mutter a quiet “fuck” before laughing to cover it up. “What’s so funny?”

“That you think you’re wearing that to the party.”

“Why not? Maybe you’re right. Maybe love is in the cards for me. Maybe I’ll get lucky there.”

“Not with me around you won’t.”

“Don’t be so sure,” you roll your eyes.

You head back into the dressing room but ten seconds later, Jensen barges in and pins you to the wall. His towering height is intimidating, especially if you’re already turned on.

“You can do so much better than some college boy who has no business putting his hands on you.”

“Whose gonna do it? You?” you chuckle.

You turn around to take it off whether he’s in here or not but Jensen isn’t done with you. He places a hand on the wall to your left, preventing you from going anywhere. Has his hands always looked so rough? The veins on his hand and arm are evident, and those are some of your weaknesses.

Jensen’s other hand ghosts over your back to the tie that holds the upper part of the dress on your body.

“If you were mine, I’d spend hours getting to know your body… to know what you like and what you don’t. Then, only when I have you begging for me, maybe I’ll give you that sweet relief you’re craving.”

A rush of butterflies fly down to your pussy. Damn, this man really knows how to get you going, but the last thing you’re gonna do is let him know that. You turn your head to look at him without turning your body and smirk.

“I don’t beg.”

Jensen chuckles as his right hand contracts into a fist. He’s resisting touching you right here and now. He leaves the dressing room quickly, leaving you confused and wanting. Fuck trying to get rid of him, you just want to fuck him. The best way to do that is to rile him up, and this dress clearly achieved that. Once you pick out the dress you want (while sneaking in the black sparkling dress), you get clothes for Jensen that are semi-appropriate for a frat party.

The party isn’t until the weekend but that doesn’t mean you can’t conduct your plan right away. For the rest of the week, you and Jensen kept playing the “Will He, Will She” game. You’d do something to rile Jensen up, he’d say something that gets you wet, and then he’d leave you wanting more. Then the cycle starts up again.

By the time the party came, it’s not a question of will Jensen fuck you, it’s a question of when and where. You’re wearing the short black dress underneath a long coat so that Jensen can’t see what it is. Luckily he hasn’t asked to see your outfit so that when he pulls up to he party, you can get his raw reaction to it.

Chelsea is waiting for you at the front door, and she waves you down when she sees you.

“I’m glad you could make it!” She looks at your long coat and gives you a weird look. “What are you wearing.”

“Just give it a second,” you whisper as you walk up the steps.

The door opens and Tyler’s best friend, Jason is standing there with a smile.

“Welcome in ladies… man…?”

“Don’t worry, he’s cool,” you quickly say. “Do you have a place where I can put my coat?”

“Oh, I’ll take it.”

You turn to face Jensen and stare into his eyes as you take off your coat. His eyes rake down your body in the revealing black dress he specifically told you not to wear. His fists clench at his sides to prevent him from making a scene. Chelsea chuckles to the right of you now understanding why you were wearing that coat. You turn to Jason with a smile and hand over your coat.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. Drinks in the kitchen. Have fun.”

“You’re pushing it,” Jensen whispers to you as you enter the house.

“Pushing what? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say innocently.

“Hey, if you see Tyler, let me know. Tonight might be the night,” Chelsea grins.

“You got it. Keep your phone on you.”

You two break off with her going to search out her crush while you and Jensen go to the kitchen. There are a lot fewer people in there since it’s small but it’s still crowded. There are shots lined up on the table so you take two and down them both. Jensen places his hands on the kitchen island and catches your eyes.

“Slow down.” While maintaining eye contact, you grab another shot and down it. Jensen’s smile doesn’t reach his eyes because he’s not amused. You’re very immature and he’d love nothing more than to put you in your place. “Keep it up, sweetheart.”

“Loosen up, Jensen. Dance!”

You wiggle your ass as you make your way to the dance floor. Jensen needs to be laser-focused on you to prevent what happened at the other party. There are a lot of people who would love nothing more than to kidnap the daughter of a mafia boss, especially if they think she’s inebriated.

You sway your hips along to whatever song is playing. You’re putting a show on for Jensen knowing he is standing in the corner just watching you. After the third song, you’re about to go get another drink when you feel hands on low on your waist. You look up to see one of the frat boys enjoying his time with you.

This is perfect. This is how you’re gonna get Jensen to break. You look over at Jensen to see his eyes narrowed on you and this other man. You push your ass back into the man’s cock and grind to give him a little something-something. The man grabs your thighs and moves his hands up and under your dress.

That’s what makes Jensen bounce into action. He pushes back the crowd of students and grips the man’s shoulder tightly.

“Beat it, kid. She’s taken.”

Jensen is already pulling you away without hearing the man’s response.

“Taken, huh?” you giggle.

Jensen takes you to an isolated part of the house where there isn’t anyone around, and he pins you to the wall angrily. His right hand wraps around your throat, not tightly but just enough to remind you it’s there, and his left hand slams against the wall next to you.

“Is this a game to you?”

“I’m just having a good time.”

“I can show you a better time than he can.” He removes his left hand from the wall and slides it between your thighs right where you want him. You’re wearing thin panties so he can feel how wet you are even through the fabric. He rubs your panties with a smirk not missing the way you gasp quietly. “You’re so wet and I haven’t even touched you. Is this all for me?”

“No, it’s for him,” you smirk defiantly.

Jensen chuckles darkly, sending another wave of pleasure straight to your core.

“Be careful, little dove. You don’t want me fucking this attitude out of you because I won’t be gentle.”

“Maybe that’s what I want.”

Jensen pulls away from you completely, making you want more from him.

“Oh no, sweetheart, good girls get fucked. Bad girls get punished. I’m not going to touch you, not until you beg me to.” You open your mouth to respond but he’s quicker. “Yeah, I know, you don’t beg. You will when I’m done with you. Come on, we’re leaving the party.”

He walks away without another word, and you open your mouth in shock. He’s definitely not like the other boys you’ve dated. He’s a man and he’s not afraid to show it to you. Maybe getting rid of him isn’t the best idea.

You might have met your match.

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bigtreefest · 3 months

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Masterlist

Series

Bucky Barnes

You Catch More Bees With Honey (Mob! Bucky x Farmer! Reader) part of the Outta Nowhere AU

Steve Rogers

The Rainmaker (Mob! Steve x Forensic Scientist! Reader) part of the Outta Nowhere AU

Good Things (lost love, bbf! Steve x reader) (coming soon)

Stucky?

Guardian Angel (Mafia! Stucky x Bodyguard! Reader) ???

Ari Levinson

Bigger Houses (Mountain Ranger! Ari x Reader) a series based off Dan and Shay’s latest Album

Curtis Everett

Handiwork (Mechanic! Farmhand! Curtis x Bartender! Reader) part of the Outta Nowhere AU

Jimmy Dobyne

The Banes of the Ball (Jimmy Dobyne x Heiress! Reader)

Lloyd Hansen

Kill for Me (Future Lloyd Hansen x Dark! Reader, Former Steve Rogers x Dark! Reader)

One-Shots

Steve Rogers

Sick of It ❄️💞 Steve looks good in everything and you’re sick of it

Jake Jensen

Touch My Butt💞❤️‍🔥 Dating Jake is great, he’s such a gentleman

Wait Until We Get Home 🔥 (CT 2024) You promised Jake anything he wanted if he could keep his hands to himself until you got home

Curtis Everett

From Both Ends 💞❄️ When work and responsibilities spill over, Curtis helps you clean it up

Ransom Drysdale

Meet the Parents 💞❤️‍🔥 You prep Ransom to meet your family

A What in Church? 💞🔥 (CT 2024) (can be read as a continuation of Meet the Parents or stand-alone) Ransom agrees to come to church with you and your family

Lloyd Hansen

Saint or Sinner? 🔥♟️ Lloyd wants to know how much it takes for a Saint to break

Movie Reviews

Sebastian Stan

Chris Evans

Fic Rec Masterlist

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #ari levinson #masterlist #chris evans #sebastian stan

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imaginedreamwrite · 11 months

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Bodyguard Ari x baker reader:

The one time she can't hide from him because single mom reader has an emergency and had to leave early

Your luck, sooner or later, was bound to run out. It wasn’t a matter of if but a matter of when. There was no possible chance for you to completely avoid Ari Levinson for the rest of your life, especially since he had found you at that party while you went out with the girls.

Really, it was just a matter of time before Ari found you alone and given that Jensen’s girl had an emergency with one of her kids and had to leave early. That left you alone with some sweet after school teenagers who were working, to face Ari alone.

Without the cover of Jake’s potential sweetheart, you were unable to hide in the back. It was your bakery, your business that had grown immensely, and you were damn proud of it. However given that you were the owner, that meant you couldn’t hide from Ari forever.

“I like our games of cat and mouse.” His voice startles you in such a way that you jump back and bump yourself against a tray of cleaned silverware, the clatter of metal hitting tile floors chaotic and melodic.

“Ari!” You say his name as a deft scold, though its one that feels weak and half-assed. “Don’t scare me!”

“You can’t run from me now, rabbit.” His eyes are playful yet energized by desire, and the look has you reeling as an ache appears between your thighs. “Relax, little buttercup. I promise I won’t eat you today.”

“Eat me?” Your eyes widen and then they narrow, and within a moment your arms cross over your chest and that fire takes hold of you. “Who the hell do you think you are? You can’t come in here and say things like that.”

“No?” Ari questions you, leaning in to place one large thick hand against the countertop, fingers flexing to produce an explicit thought in your hand that fuels the fire in your belly.

I want those hands on me and in me—your inner thoughts crater to desire and your distraction is noted by the giant.

“Can I order a coffee and my usual, buttercup?”

“You can damn well say please.” Your fire ignites, flames spitting ashes at Ari that he welcomes wholeheartedly.

“Please,” he speaks sultrily, purring as he leans against the counter and flexes just enough to illicit a sharp squeak, “can I order my usual, buttercup?”

“Laying it on thick, Levinson,” you sharply turn away from him and with a nod of your head you get started on his order, “but at least you know your manners.”

“I passed kindergarten, sweetheart. I know the basics.” Ari slapped a bill down on the counter, giving you a tip that was quintuple the meagre bill and then he walked toward the pickup counter, keeping his eyes fixed on you.

#Silverfox!bodyguard!Ari Levinson x baker!Reader #Silverfox!bodyguard!Ari Levinson #Silverfox Club #Silverfox Club girl’s

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jamneuromain · 2 years

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Masterlist

Hello everybody :)))

I write for Chris Evans / Mads Mikkelsen and their characters (for now). Requests are opened. If you are interested, feel free to check out my stories. Unless specified, the stories are finished one-shots. Minors please don't interact. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

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Fluff: 💕 Angst: 🥀 Smut: 🔥 Dark: 🌑 Finished: ✓

Hannibal Lecter

Until the Next Time: Hannibal was meeting with his personal psychiatrist to try his personal therapy. (Hannibal Lecter x Original Female Character)🔥

The Lucky Saturday He Met You (Series ✓): One-shots of the stories between Chris (Actor) and You (no use of Y/N). 💕🔥

↑Update: postponed indefinitely because CE has a relationship now.

Multi. Chris Evans Characters

Together Or Not At All: Life as a roommate can be tricky, especially when you are living with Steve Rogers, Johnny Storm, Jake Jensen and Nick Grant. You opted to be a therapist, but things didn’t turn out exactly as planned… (Steve Rogers x Reader, Johnny Storm x Reader, Jake Jensen x Reader, Nick Gant x Reader) A collaboration with @rogerswifesblog/ @rogerswifesblog-updates. 💕🔥

Highway to Hell: A failed mission brought you once again back on earth, a punishment that’s more pleasurable than you'd normally expect punishments to be. Your punishment? Corrupting people’s thoughts. It’s easy, in a very simple way: sexual pleasure. Turns out no man can resist such a beauty like you.

And who were you? Oh, just the devil's child.

(Steve Rogers x Reader, Andy Barber x Reader, Curtis Everett x Reader, Ari Levinson x Reader, Lloyd Hansen x Reader, Jake Jensen x Reader) Anotherrr collaboration with @rogerswifesblog/ @rogerswifesblog-updates. 🌑💕🔥

Mr. & Mrs. Levinson: Mr. & Mrs. Smith AU. A story about how being enemies saved their marriage. (Ari Levinson x Original Female Character) 🥀💕🔥

Your Man: Cowboy AU. You find out a dirty secret of Ari's... (Ari Levinson x You) 💕

Grind Me Down: Omegaverse AU. You're in your heat, but Ari has something else in mind... (Ari Levinson x You) 💕🔥

You Had Me Before Hello: College AU, in which you are a new student on campus, and you met a handsome Librarian. (Ari Levinson x You) 💕🔥

Drabble Why "Buttercup"？💕

Drabble Distraction 💕🔥

Wild Child (Series): Royalty AU. You fake a relationship to avoid your upcoming marriage. (Ari Levinson x You) 💕🥀🔥 (newly updated)

A Work in Progress (WIP): Actor AU. Being a secret fan of the handsome actor, Ari Levinson, you have decided to pick up the pen and write fanfiction for him ... and a co-star.

Love and War (WIP): Bodyguard AU. Your father hired a bodyguard to protect your safety. Inspiration

Puppy Love (WIP): Werewolf AU. You picked up a poor little pupp at your doorstep... whoops, it's not a puppy.

Shower: College AU. You want to shower, but you can't. Because you are waiting for Steve, your best friend. (Steve Rogers x You) 💕

When Pigs Fly: Is there a chance for Captain America, to be your friend? (Steve Rogers x You) 💕

False Alarm: You, the sister of Tony Stark, is in a secret relationship with Steve, that Tony doesn't know about. (Steve Rogers x You) 💕

T-minus...: Steve is about to be late for his recording. Luckily, you're there to drag him out of his bed. (Steve Rogers x You)💕

Lie Still, Look Pretty: All you need to do is lie still, look pretty <3 (Steve Rogers x You) 🌑🥀🔥

I Knew You Were Trouble: Life Lesson: There's always going to be a coworker that you don't like. (Steve Rogers x You) 💕

A Proper Nest: Steve wants to build a proper nest for his upcoming heat. (Steve Rogers x You) 💕🔥

My Forget-me-not (Series):

Waking up at a hospital with a head injury, surrounded by strange people, and of course, you are desperate to go home.

Wait, where is your home? And more importantly, who are you??

(Steve Rogers x You) A collab with @rogerswifesblog / @rogerswifesblog-updates 💕🥀

Dancing in the Daydream (Series): College AU. Andy Barber is the lecturer for your class Creative Writing. (Andy Barber x You) 🥀💕🔥🌑

Lloyd Hansen

A Whiff of Blood (Series √): Mob AU. It is a dumb idea to be working for Lloyd when you have hemophobia. (Mob!Lloyd x Secretary!You) 🥀💕🌑 (newly updated)

Captain Syverson

Mean Daddy Part 2 : Your mean daddy comes home :] 💕🔥 (newly updated)

Some random ideas about:

Mob & Mob AU: Steve Rogers x OFC

Centaur AU: Ari Levinson x You/Reader

Bodyguard AU: Ari Levinson x OFC

-Drabble: Overstimulation 🔥

Demon AU: Ari Levinson x You/Reader

Favorite: Dark!priest!Ari x innocent/naive!reader

On you lap: Ransom, Jake, Johnny 💕

In Heat: Steve, Andy, Ari, Lloyd 💕🔥

DBF AU: Lloyd Hansen x You/Reader 🌑🔥

Cum Together Trifecta

Jammy's 500 Followers' Celebration

The Slumber Party Present Bingo (✓)

More stories can be read on AO3, but I can't promise all of them are in English :P

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onsunnyside · 2 years

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𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐔𝐬 & 𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐬

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞: here are my current favourite aus & wips. this list will change as time goes on. yes, i know there’s a lot, i can’t help that I’m a slut !! here are the tags so each au can be located.

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 — Do not plagiarize, copy, repost/republish, adapt or translate any of my works. My blog is 18+, so minors DNI. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel, etc.). All my works are fiction and may be dark or have triggering content: read all warnings before proceeding.

All unnamed/not tagged prompts: #sonnysprompts | ⭐️ = coming soon

𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐔𝐬: meet my always changing hyperfixations !! none of these are listed in other categories.

70s camp counsellor!ari x brat!reader

70s sleazy rockstar!ari x groupie!reader

beefy best bros!ari & curtis

beefy friends with benefits/daddy with benefits!ari

best friend!Ari helps you make a baby ⭐️

bodyguard!ari x innocent crybaby!reader

bratty stepsis!reader x stepbro!ari ⭐️

cat daddy!ari | tiny house big love (small home neighbours)

cam daddy!Ari x shy nerdy gamer!reader ⭐️

Curtis x airhead!reader | Steve x airhead!reader | frat boys x airhead!reader | dilf!Ari x airhead!reader

dad’s best friend!Ari

dark baby daddy au

dark mafia!stepbro!ari

dirty cowboy daddy!ari (grumpy x sunshine)

fluffer!reader (pornstars!: Ari, Curtis, Steve, etc.)

golden boy!frat boy!stepbro!Steve Rogers

king of the north!curtis x princess!reader

kitten!reader (crossover)

mafia au ⭐️

Mary’s Song (by T.Swift inspo)

mean biker!steve

mean boyfriend!jensen

mean daddy!jensen x brat!reader

MMA fighter Ari | MMA fighter Curtis

nerd stepbro!jake jensen

nudist!ari

outlaw!Ari

pervy brother’s best friend!Ari x innocent!reader

robber!ari

shy boyfriend!steve | shy boyfriend!ari

sleazy motel daddy (with the besties @hansensgirl @celestianstars)

Stalkers: jake jensen | stalker nomad!steve | dark roommate jensen

stepbro!andy x party girl!reader

stepbro!ransom x camgirl!reader

thick daddy!ari

toxic boyfriend!ari

𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐬: the older ones. they’ll come some day, who knows when that is.

Top Priority:

bear!/grizzly!Ari AU (not a shapeshifter, perhaps just vibes/bear hybrid-esque) ⭐️

dark mythology AU

ex fiancé!ari

sexshop owner!ari x florist!reader

sleazy rockstar!ari (soft dark)

true crime writer!reader, cop!/agent!Ari

2000s au/2000s!actors!Stucky

Adventurer AU

Chef!Ari

Colin Shea AU

circus AU (major crossover)

Cult AU

Doctor AU (“Lovesick,” doctors!stucky x clumsy!reader)

Soft Dark Chris Evans x actress reader (age gap) - IN PROGRESS

Teachers!Stucky AU (dumbass!reader)

Western!Steve AU

#onsunnyside #current wips

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supernatural-jackles · 2 years

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Just checkin’ in!

I’m currently deep into writing a new Jensen x Reader Bodyguard!AU series (I’m 8 parts in already)! That is why I’ve been very quiet on here for the last couple of weeks. I promise I will return very shortly!

Hugs to you all! 💜

#Jen updates #Checkin' in #I'm excited for this new series #I have loved writing it so far!#It's very different #I look forward to sharing it with you when it's done #Jensen x Reader #Bodyguard!AU

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mypoisonedvine · 3 years

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look I found a fun new way to procrastinate writing!

mike // nick // bucky // jake

#jake jensen x reader #bodyguard!bucky barnes x reader #nick vaughan x reader

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holylulusworld · 4 years

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Ms. Bodyguard Masterlist

Summary: Jensen is used to be the hero on his show. He’s not a coward, not at all - but when he gets attacked by an unknown man the studio insists on a full-time bodyguard. Specialist in protecting people while living with them - you agree to protect Jensen but he doesn’t like the fact a ‘small’ girl shall protect him. Will you be able to protect the unwilling actor?

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Bodyguard!Reader

Warnings: angst, stalking, violence, blood, slow-burn, attempted murder, arguments, mentions of fighting, self-defense, eventual smut (not sure about this at this point of story development)

The knife

The girl with the combat boots

Nothing better than a unwilling client

Codename Sweetheart

Trust me

Past always catches up

The black dress

Secrets & Lies

Sweetheart and his bodyguard

#Ms. Bodyguard Masterlist #angst #stalking #violence #blood #slow burn #attempted murder #Jensen Ackles #jensen ackles fanfiction #jensen ackles x reader #jensen ackles x you #jensen x reader #jensen x you #jensen ackles series #jensen ackles x y/n #murder #jensen ackles x bodyguard!reader #jensen x bodyguard!reader #bodyguard reader

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luci-in-trenchcoats · 3 months

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#cast your vote

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saiyanprincessswanie · 4 years

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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 13

Hey all, today I bring you week 13 of my reading list. These are all one-shots, drabbles and stories from authors who have tagged me in their work. Every week I will put a list together of what I’m reading. I want to do this to help spread the love in the Marvel community. If you would like to be added, signal boosted, please tag me in your fics or tag me in someone else’s stories. If you don’t see your story listed it’s probably due to my cut off date I have later in the week. You will be featured on the following week. Completed series that I’m tagged in will take longer for me to get through but please still tag me. This week was another long one as I’m trying to play catch up.

Make sure you read the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff.

These will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title.

Also, thank you to @whimsicalrogers for the lovely page break

Happy Reading - Missy

Silent Words - Prologue - Chp 1 - @indecisivedolly

Innocence - Chp 6 - Chp 7 - Chp 8 - @extremelyblackandwhite

Leave no one behind - Chp 10 - @what-is-your-plan-today @icanfeelastormbrewing

Murder he wrote - Part 1 - @what-is-your-plan-today @southerngracela

Too loose and you’ll lose it - Chp 3 Part 1 - @what-is-your-plan-today @icanfeelastormbrewing

Disingenuous - @iraot

Above the law - @oofjustanothermcufan

Housewife Drabble - @the-soulofdevil

Panopticon - Chp 24 - @simsadventures

Drabble - @navybrat817

Charred Briar Roses - Chp 5 - Chp 6 - Chp 7 - @awesomerextyphoon

Silent words - Chp 2 - @indecisivedolly

I dreamt of you all sumer long - @feliciahardyn

Coffee date - @angrythingstarlight

First dates - @angrythingstarlight

Fill me up - (B.B) - @angrythingstarlight

кролик - @mariessecretfantasies

The monster in plain sight - @honeyhan-123

Siren - Part 6 - @opheliadawnwalker3

Say my name - Bucky Barnes - @jamesbchnnn

Silver Linings - @jamesbchnnn

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queen-of-deans-booty · 2 years

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Your Personal Bodyguard

Pairing: Bodyguard!Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.8k

Warnings: close to being kidnapped, daughter of a mafia boss

Summary: Your dad thinks you need a new bodyguard because you’re the mafia boss’ daughter. You can very well take care of yourself, so you do everything to try and get rid of him... doesn’t turn out so well for you.

Square Filled: bodyguard!jensen (2022) for @spnaubingo

Author’s Note: this is based on a tiktok! here is the link. go follow the person who made the video!

Life is hard as the daughter of a mafia boss. Your dad takes your protection very seriously after the many attempts and three successful times that you were kidnapped because of him. It isn’t always easy, but you enjoy the life that comes with it.

You’re rich, you have plenty of real friends, you go to a really good college, and you never have to worry about small things like privacy as you live in a pretty big mansion. It’s one of your dad’s many houses that he has all over the world, and by far, your favorite.

The only downside to living this luxurious life is the fact that your dad thinks you need a bodyguard.

You’ve gone through six in the last year alone to prove to him that you’re more than capable of protecting yourself. After the first kidnapping, you started taking karate and boxing and self defense classes. You’ve also taken part in shooting competitions and archery classes to get used to different weapons. Now, you’re a black belt who can whoop any one’s ass if they come for you.

Still, your dad believes having a bodyguard will be good for you. If he only knew that you can protect yourself better now.

“Do we really have to do this? You know I’ve gotten better. I can defend myself.”

“It’s not about defending yourself, sweetheart. I can’t lose you… not after I’ve lost your mother.”

“Dad, I’m twenty. I can kick anyone’s ass.”

“That I don’t doubt. This is just something that needs to happen.”

You roll your eyes, but you wait for the new bodyguard to show up. He has less than two minutes to show up or else he is going to be late. Everyone who works for your father knows they’re not supposed to be late. The front door opens right on the dot, and you sag your shoulders in defeat. You’re already thinking of ways to get rid of him, but as soon as you see him, your mouth goes dry.

He’s by far the sexiest bodyguard you’ve ever had. Tall (at least six foot), short dirty blonde hair, forest green eyes (the kind of green you only read about in books), defined muscles, and a scruffy beard that makes you wonder how much of a beard burn you can get. He may be handsome, but he’s just like the rest of them.

You’ll get rid of him easily, no problem.

“Jensen, this is my daughter, Y/N. Y/N, this is your new bodyguard.”

“For now,” you mumble under your breath, but you think he heard.

“It’s a pleasure, sir,” Jensen says, shaking your father’s hand.

“Okay, I have meetings all day,” your father says, turning to you. “Behave.”

“Wait, can’t I go to the mall with my friends? We’re supposed to go shopping for her party.”

“No. You’re not to leave this house, understand?” Your father turns to Jensen, and your bodyguard keeps a stoic look on his face. “Make sure she doesn’t leave the house.”

“Yes, sir.”

You roll your eyes at your father’s overprotectiveness. Your dad gathers his things and kisses your head as he passes by, leaving the house altogether. Jensen has not taken his eyes off you since he arrived, and you turn to head upstairs. Jensen, of course, follows you without question. You get to your bedroom but before he can enter, you turn and place your hand on the doorframe, preventing him from going inside.

“I don’t think so. I’ll be changing, so unless you’d like me to tell my dad how you’re a pervert, then I suggest you stay outside.”

Jensen looks you up and down, and for a split second, you think about inviting him inside to watch you.

“Fine, I’ll be right outside.” You smile sweetly and close the door, losing the smile instantly. “You know, try as you might, you’re not going to get rid of me that easily.”

“You’ll leave sooner or later!” you call out.

You quickly get changed into your outfit for your friend’s party. It’s a strapless dress that goes right above your knees. Knowing you have to get rid of Jensen before you can try and sneak out, you grab your comforter and wrap it around your body to make it look like you’re naked. You open the door slightly and pop your head out, making sure to show him that you could be naked.

“Jensen? Could you do me a favor and grab me a towel from the hall closet? I’d like to take a shower.”

“Sure,” he sighs.

He moves from his spot by the door and heads to the hall closet at the end of the hallway. As soon as he has his back turned to you, you drop the blanket and quickly escape. You rush down the marbled stairs with your shoes in hand since you don’t want to make noise going down them. You think you’ve gotten away, but when you grasp the doorknob, Jensen’s veiny hand grips your wrist to prevent you from leaving.

“Nice try,” he chuckles.

“No offense, you’re a bodyguard not a babysitter.”

“For you, I’m both. Get your ass back upstairs.”

“Make me.”

“Don’t test me,” he growls. “It’s your father’s orders.”

“I’ll sneak out.”

“Not handcuffed to the bed, you won’t.”

Without speaking, he bends and grisp your waist and throws you over his shoulder. You hit his back and scream, but he holds you close to his body. He walks back up the stairs with ease, heading straight to your bedroom. He throws you down on your bed, but before you can scramble away, he removes handcuffs from his back pocket and slaps it on your right wrist. He then locks the other one to your headboard.

“Now stay.”

You’re glaring at him with such hatred, but he doesn’t care. He shakes his head and leaves your room, closing the door behind him. You wait a few seconds before removing one of the bobby pins from your hair. You’ve been the daughter of a mafia boss long enough to know that you needed to have weapons and accessories disguised as normal household objects. Your bobby pins will get you out of handcuffs easily. Jensen is stupid if he thinks you won’t do this.

You actually had to practice breaking out of the handcuffs and ropes just in case you needed to get out of a dangerous situation.

Getting out of these handcuffs is child’s play, and you’re free in no time. You grab different shoes from your closet and hold them in your hand because you’re going to put them on once you’re outside. You always have your keys with you, so you grab those and your small clutch.

Using your window as an escape hatch, you leave through it and parkour your way down to the ground. You slip on your shoes and head to your car without looking back. You don’t want to give Jensen time to catch you before you could leave.

Your friend’s party is blocks away, so you head over there quickly, easily finding a parking spot. You head inside the bass-dropping house, smiling at all your friends who are inside.

“Glad you could make it!” they squeal.

Only your best friend knows who your father is and what’s really going on. Your other friends are clueless, and you’d rather keep it that way. You need someone to talk to whenever something crazy happens, so you trust your best friend to keep your secrets.

“Did your new bodyguard come today?” your best friend asks, taking you off to the side.

“Yes and he's fucking hot. But, I’ll get rid of him in no time,” you giggle.

Everyone at the party is having a good time, and you’re already forgetting about Jensen. You dance for two hours, working up a really good sweat. If you want to continue to be here, you really need a smoke. Growing up with a mafia boss, you’ve gotten accustomed to the smell of cigarette smoke. You don’t do it very often, but every once in a while, you like to enjoy a cigarette.

You reach into your clutch and pull out a cigarette, cursing when you realize that you didn’t bring your lighter with you. You look through your entire clutch, but it’s not there.

“Need a light?”

You look up to see one of your classmates smiling at you. He’s kind of cute, but nowhere as near as cute at Jensen.

“Yeah, actually. Thank you.”

He takes out his lighter just as two more guys show up. The hairs on the back of your neck stand up, and you’re suddenly conscious of those around you. You don’t light your cigarette because you don’t need the distraction.

“So, you’re Antonio’s daughter, huh?”

You were right to be cautious. These teenagers know who your dad is. That means they know what he does.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know who you’re talking about.” You turn to leave, but one of the men blocks your way. “Please leave me alone. I don’t know who Antonio is.”

“Your face is plastered all over my dad’s wall. Of course I know who you are.”

You start to run away, but the three teenagers grab you so that you don’t escape. You go to yell, but one of them slaps their hand over your mouth. Your life flashes before your eyes, but luckily, you don’t have to imagine a world where you’re kidnapped… again.

One of the teeangers is ripped from your body, and you look up to see Jensen there with rage in his eyes. He doesn't care if they’re kids or not, he will beat whoever dares to put their hands on you.

“Jensen, stop!” you yell.

He punches each of them to the ground, not caring about whether he broke their jaws or not. When he knows they’re not going to be a problem, he turns to you with fire in his eyes.

“Get in the car.”

He walks away without room for argument, so you huff out in annoyance before grabbing your clutch that fell on the ground.

“I could have taken them.”

“Yeah, okay,” he scoffs. He opens the passenger door of his car and turns to you. “You’re going to have to try a lot harder to get rid of me.” You’re going to leave your car here and pick it up later, so you move to get into the car. “If you even think about sneaking out again, I’ll break both your legs.”

“Are you going to tell my dad about this?” you ask, looking at him through your lashes.

“No, but try it again and your dad isn’t the one you need to worry about.”

“Kinky,” you smirk.

“Get in the car.”

Maybe having Jensen around isn't going to be such a bad thing.

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Famous Last Words

Square Filled: Bodyguard

Warnings: Angst, mentions of murder, rape, torture, blood, death penalty

Summary: Y/N Y/L/N Padalecki wrote a feature story on serial killer Michael James White after he was arrested and sentenced. Now he wants an audience with Y/N before his execution date. Is that really all there is to it? Maybe, but she won’t be going alone.

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Jensen Ackles, miscellaneous OC’s

Word Count: 3700

Written for: @spnonewordbingo

Beta’d by: @hannahindie who had this to say: “Sigh. I hate you.” You really know how to get me tingly with your feedback and I love you, too.

A/N: This has been sitting in my WIP’s since March. I finally found the inspiration to finish it and I hope you like the finished product. Although this says Jared x Reader, Bodyguard!Jensen (sorta) is heavily featured. You’re welcome. Italics are a flashback.

As a reminder, this is a work of fiction and should be regarded as such. No harm is intended toward the actor(s) or their families.

“I just got a call from the warden at the French M. Robertson Unit up in Abilene. It seems inmate Michael James White would like to have a word with you,” Jared gestured for Y/N to take a seat.

Michael James White was convicted the previous year for raping and killing three women in the Dallas area. The story went worldwide and Y/N was the lead reporter for the Austin Herald. Jared hadn’t wanted her on the story at all, and for good reason; the three women he raped and murdered prior to his capture, could have been her sisters. Y/N had talked him into letting her run with the story.

“Jared, this is the story of a lifetime,” she had argued with him. “This is my chance to prove that I can cover more than art shows and county fairs! You’re a journalist, too, Jare. Would you have passed on the story just because someone didn’t want you to write it? Because someone thought it would be too dangerous?”

“No, you’re right. But I don’t have to like it, Y/N,” Jared pinched the bridge of his nose. “You’re not just a journalist on assignment, here. You’re also my wife. It’s my job to protect you, not just as your husband, but also as your boss.”

“Baby, I know you worry about me, and I love you for it. You told me once that one of the many reasons you fell in love me with was my fierce independence. Now that we’re married, that hasn’t changed and I will always come home to you every night, but I am writing this story, Jare,” she said adamantly. “I have to live my own life, too. I’m not just Jared Padalecki’s wife; I am Y/N Y/L/N Padalecki, award winning journalist and wife extraordinaire.”

“You got the wife extraordinaire right, but award winning?” Jared smirked. “You get that covering art shows and county fairs?”

“I will be after this story,” she corrected him.

“Fine, but I am hiring a bodyguard until this all blows over,” Jared conceded, knowing he never had a chance of talking her out of it.

“His execution date is next week. What do you think he wants to talk about?” Y/N walked around Jared’s desk, leaning up against the edge, next to where he sat in his chair.

“Probably looking for a Hail Mary to save his ass,” Jared looked up at you. He still wasn’t comfortable with her on this story. He thought it was in the past, but the past just came knocking.

“I’ll call the warden and make arrangements,” she acknowledged, sliding across the edge of the desk and in front of her husband. “Jare, it’s going to be okay, baby.”

“Will you please take Jensen with you?” He looked up at her with the puppy dog eyes she fell in love with and nodded.

“Yeah, I’ll call him, too,” she smiled. “Now, come ‘ere.” Her hands reached for him and she rolled his chair right in front of her.

Jared wrapped his long arms around her slender waist, his cheek pressed up against her bosom. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders, cradling him to her. She knew sometimes he needed comfort, the anxiety getting to him.

~*~

“Babe? Jensen’s here. I’m heading out,” Y/N called, walking into the kitchen.

Jared was seated at the island, a cup of coffee in front of him. He looked up as she entered the room.

“Please be safe. Please check in with me frequently. Please let Jensen take care of you if needed,” Jared’s voice was soft as he met your eyes.

“I promise all of those things,” she leaned in and kissed him softly, her lips lingering on his. He tasted of coffee and toothpaste. “I love you.”

“Love you,” he echoed and watched her walk away.

~*~

“He just worries, Y/N,” Jensen finally spoke thirty minutes into the drive to Abilene.

“I know he does, Jay, but it’s like he can’t let this go,” Y/N retorted, looking her friend slash bodyguard in the eye. “I am not some delicate flower that’s going to wilt the minute someone looks at me.”

Jensen Ackles had been a star quarterback in high school and college, but an injury sidelined any professional career he had dreamed of pursuing. He had fallen back on his degree in Criminal Justice and Forensic Psychology, applying to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and becoming the youngest profiler in the history of the Behavioral Sciences Unit. After several years, the job became too draining for him and he retired, returning to Austin.

He was now an independent consultant and contracted with several police departments as well as the Texas Rangers. He also happened to be best friends with her husband and she loved him like a brother. Jared had hired Jensen when Y/N had written the story, staying by her side, until White had been moved to death row at Robertson.

“Y/N, I have studied this man from the minute the first body was found. I worked with the Rangers to bring this guy in and I don’t like it either. White is a narcissistic psychopath; he felt no guilt, no remorse over raping and killing those women. And those are just the ones we were able to pin on him,” Jensen recounted the facts of the case. “We also thought he had a partner, but we couldn’t prove that.”

“I can take care of myself, Jay,” Y/N argued. “You taught me well.”

“I know you can. All I’m saying is this makes me uncomfortable,” Jensen acknowledged.

“He’s getting the needle next week. What more could he have to say at this point?” she challenged.

“Oh plenty. A guy like this? It’s all about him, not the women he killed or the families he destroyed. He truly thinks he is the victim and the world has somehow wronged him,” Jensen continued. “My profile is spot on; he is a narcissistic sociopath with misogynistic tendencies. This meeting he wants? It’s no different, Y/N. That is why he wants to see you. The narcissist in him wants to go out with a bang and he wants you to light the fuse.”

“Jay, I was the only one that listened to him after his arrest. That’s why he requested to see me,” Y/N reasoned. “That’s all.”

“In any case, I am not leaving your side the entire time we’re inside,” Jensen declared. “You are exactly his type. Let’s just call it a gut feeling that something ain’t sitting right with this whole thing.”

“Hello, Mrs. Y/L/N Padalecki,” a short, stocky man with a bolo tie met her at the front gate. “I’m Warden Wilcox. Welcome to French M. Robertson prison.”

“You can call me Y/N. This is my friend, Jensen, who my husband insisted accompany me today,” she smiled as they shook hands.

“Agent Ackles, it’s a pleasure to meet you! I read your profile on White. It’s quite revealing,” Wilcox said enthusiastically.

“It’s not Agent anymore, Warden,” Jensen greeted the man, a tight lipped smile on his face.

“Alrighty then,” the warden clipped. “Let’s get this over with shall we?” He ushered both Y/N and Jensen inside. They entered the first security checkpoint where the guard relieved Jensen of his weapon and secured it in a locker with two keys; one was given to Jensen while the guard kept the other. Y/N’s bag was checked, but all it contained was her wallet, a small recording device, a legal pad and a few pens. They were cleared to enter the facility and were lead through two more checkpoints before they were lead to a meeting room normally reserved for an inmate and their attorney. The warden escorted them through the prison thus far. A total of ten minutes had passed since they left the first checkpoint.

Jensen had observed every face, name badge, camera and door from the moment they entered. The door they stood outside of had one camera pointed at the door itself and he saw at least two more inside the room, covering it from different angles. The red lights were blinking, indicating that all three were in working order, as had the others he had seen as well. That had eased some of the apprehension he had the moment Jared had called, but not enough to make him feel better about the whole thing.

“Jenkins, you don’t let anyone in this room unless it’s me. Mr. Ackles and Mrs. Padalecki are the only ones to be let in and let out. Got that?” Wilcox addressed the guard that was stationed outside the visiting room.

“Yes sir, Warden,” Jenkins nodded in agreement. He was a tall, lithe fellow with thinning reddish brown hair and a sparse mustache covered his upper lip. He wasn’t exactly the kind of person Y/N pictured as a prison guard, but perhaps he had hidden skills that no one but the warden was aware of.

Jensen eyed Jenkins as he had the same thoughts as Y/N. Whatever relief he had felt about the cameras faded away when he came face to face with the guard.

“Please let our visitors in,” the warden spoke loud and clear so the guard in the control room could hear him. A buzzer went off and with a loud click, the door popped open.

Warden Wilcox entered the room, addressing the prisoner. “White, here are the rules. No touching, no standing. Y/N, Mr. Ackles, you will not hand the prisoner anything, nor will you take anything from the prisoner. She is here at your request and you will not disrespect her in any way. Her friend here, Mr. Ackles, is here for her safety and will stay in the room with her at all times. He has my explicit permission to restrain you in any way he deems appropriate should you violate these rules or any he gives you on the spot. Since Y/N Y/L/N Padalecki is not your attorney, video and sound will remain operational. Do I make myself clear?”

“Of course, Warden Wilcox. I am the one that asked for an audience with her, why would I do anything that might jeopardize that, sir?” White looked up at the warden, a look on his face somewhere between a smile and a sneer. It did not sit well with Jensen.

The warden turned back to Jensen and Y/N. “Feel free to make your way to my office when you’re finished here.” The warden walked out of the room, shutting it behind him with a click.

“So, why am I here, Mr. White?” Y/N took a seat at the table, holding her bag tightly with both hands, her chair more than a foot from the table.

White glared at Jensen who remained standing, his back to the door, before turning his attention to Y/N. “Y/N, we spent so much time together already. Please, call me Michael.”

Michael James White had been compared to Ted Bundy by numerous news organizations. He was tall, well built and attractive. He had lured his female victims with his charm, then beat them into submission, after which he raped, tortured, and murdered them in cold blood.

Y/N had spent some time with him, yes, but that didn’t mean she liked it. He made her skin crawl and they way he was looking at her now made her feel like his last meal. Maybe, technically, she was. He was being executed in less than seven days and she is the last person he would see from the outside before his death.

Jensen quietly stood in the corner of the room. He had a view of the door, White and Y/N from his vantage point. The feeling in his gut wouldn’t go away, it only continued to gnaw at him as he watched White leer at Y/N like she was a piece of meat.

“Just tell me why I am here,” Y/N demanded, shifting uncomfortably in her seat.

“Because, you were the one that told the world my story and now we’re going to finish it. I want everyone to know what has happened to me since I arrived here and how I am going to go down in history with the likes of Bundy and Ridgway. I’ll be a legend.”

“I never agreed to that. I am not going to glorify what you did. Your victims deserve peace, their families deserve peace. We’re done here,” Y/N stood and slung her bag over her shoulder. “Jensen, can we go?”

Jensen moved from the corner to Y/N’s side, but before he could turn and signal the guard, Jenkins was through the door. He raised his baton and caught Jensen along the side of his head.

Jensen stumbled back before he regained his footing, but it was enough time for Jenkins to restrain Y/N and toss White his keys. He quickly assessed the situation, running through all scenarios in his head as he watched White uncuff himself from the table. None of them ended well.

“White, hold on a minute and think about this. You’re in a maximum security prison with only one ally. Do you really think you’re going to make it out of here alive? Either of you?” Jensen looked between White and Jenkins. He locked his eyes on Y/N and saw the sheer look of terror in them. Jenkins had her arms behind her back and his baton across her throat, pressing just hard enough that she was struggling to breath. He nodded once, hoping she understood he was telling her it was going to be okay. They would be okay.

“You tell me, Mr. Profiler. You’re the reason I’m in here; You’re the one that profiled me, but you missed something, didn’t you?” White sneered as he walked around the table bolted to the floor, coming to a stop just in front of Jensen. “Missed the partner, Mr. Profiler Man.”

Jensen didn’t back down and kept a calm exterior, not letting White see his concern, his fear. “No, I knew you did. We just couldn’t prove it. What I gotta ask though is, why Jenkins? Surely a man with your intelligence, your social stature and good looks didn’t need a partner. Plus, Jenkins is below you. So you tell me why.”

“Honestly, Jenkins was a patsy, still is. I would have gotten away with it if it wasn’t for you. What no one knows, not even Jenkins, is there were twelve other women before the last three. You’ll never find their bodies.” White took another step into Jensen’s personal space.

“What the hell Mike? You told me I was helping you! You gonna hang me out to dry now?” Jenkins was visibly upset and he yelled at White, scaring Y/N even more as the baton pressed harder into her throat.

Just as White turned to Jenkins, alarms sounded throughout the prison. The sound startled the guard just enough that Jensen was able to reach out and pull Y/N behind him, pushing her into the corner out of the way. The force of him pulling her away tore the bag from her body, and it laid at Jensen’s feet.

“You were supposed to turn off the camera’s you imbecile!” White shouted, lunging at Jenkins, knocking him to the floor, his fists connecting with the guards face repeatedly.

Jensen grabbed the bag and rushed to Y/N’s side in the corner. “Are you okay?” His eyes running over her body, checking for any injuries.

“I-I’m okay,” she breathed out, her voice raspy from the pressure against her windpipe. She rubbed at the red skin on her neck.

“Do not move from this spot. You hear me?” Jensen ordered her as he ripped open the lining of her bag and reached his hand inside. He pulled out what appeared to be a white knife and slipped it inside his left boot. “Stay here.” He turned and moved back toward the two men.

Jenkins’ face was covered in blood and so was White as he continued to pummel him, sitting on his body. “White! That’s enough!” Jensen approached the prisoner and that got White’s attention.

He stopped his assault to face Jensen, his eyes wide, crazy and his face covered in blood. “Oh, it’s your turn pretty boy. By the time they get to me, I can add three more to my body count, making it eighteen total.”

“Go ahead and try it. You’ll be dead before you hit the ground,” Jensen challenged him.

“Jensen, no!” Y/N screamed the corner, terrified for her friend, for herself.

Jensen’s mind was still counting down the time. Four minutes. Four minutes since Jenkins burst through the door, grabbing Y/N and releasing White. Two minutes since the alarm sounded. The walk to the room had taken ten minutes. That means it would be a minimum of at least three more minutes until anyone came to assist him. Three minutes was all he needed.

“White, I don’t want to hurt you, but I will. The cameras are still rolling and anything you try is being recorded and any action I take against you will be in self defense. Why don’t you just sit back down and let me cuff you to the table and we all go our separate ways, until I come back next week to watch them stick a needle in your arm?” Jensen was purposely taunting White, walking back and forth in front of him, keeping himself between Y/N and danger.

“I’d rather you just kill me now,” White declared, staring Jensen down, his eyes ablaze with fury.

“Just gimme a reason, you fucking dirtbag,” Jensen readied himself for attack, and not a moment too soon.

White pounced like a cougar going after his prey. Jensen was prepared and threw him to the ground, but White didn’t stay down. He got back up and tried again. He stepped closer and closer until he was within arms reach of his would be victim. White reeled back and put all of his weight behind the blow, hitting Jensen square in the jaw.

Reaching out with one hand, he gained purchase on White’s prison jumpsuit and stumbled. Bracing himself on his right leg, he pulled his arm back and landed a jab to his opponent’s kidney. White doubled over, giving Jensen an opening. He brought his right leg up and straight into White’s nose. The crack resounded through the small room, blood gushing from his face.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” White screamed, sidestepping Jensen and making one final attempt at victory, he lunged toward Y/N still huddled in the corner.

Jensen reached down and with one swift move, removed the homemade knife from his boot. He swung upwards, catching the blade in the fleshy meat of White’s inside thigh. The killer dropped to the floor, a crimson puddle forming beneath him.

“This isn’t the way it was supposed to end…” White whispered his last words as he bled out on the prison floor.

“Famous last words, asshole,” Jensen muttered as he shoved the bloodied knife back in his boot.

The door burst open and guards flooded the room, followed by a very out of breath and red-faced warden.

“What in tarnation happened here?” Warden Wilcox shouted as he approached White’s lifeless body.

“If we can move this to your office, Warden, I would be happy to explain it or you can watch the video,” Jensen acknowledged the man before reaching for Y/N.

“Come here, I got you,” Jensen lifted her off the floor and wrapped her in his arms.

Thirty minutes later, Y/N was calmly seated, a strong tumbler of scotch in one hand, courtesy of the warden.

“I can’t believe he was fool enough to try something like that. And on camera no less!” Wilcox was dumbfounded.

“He was a desperate man, Warden. You shouldn’t dare a man that has nothing left to lose, but I did,” Jensen reasoned. “It was the only move I had. Your guards wouldn’t make it before something worse happened. I took a chance and in the end only one life was lost.”

“Wasn’t really a loss now was it, son?” The warden clicked his tongue at the makeshift bodyguard. “I’ll be closing his death as accidental. You won’t be hearing from us again.”

“If I do, it will be too soon,” Jensen stood and shook the warden’s hand.

With Y/N safely in the passenger seat, Jensen put his car in drive, leaving the prison in the dust kicked up by his tires. Y/N hadn’t spoken a word since the incident in the room, but with a pursed lip she turned to Jensen.

“Why was there a knife in my bag and when did you put it there?” She questioned her friend.

“Last night after you went to bed. I stayed a little while and I slipped it in there before I left,” Jensen replied, his eyes never leaving the road.

“Why?” she asked again.

“Because I knew wouldn’t be allowed to keep my gun on me and without knowing all the variables, I wasn’t walking into a room with a convicted killer and my best friend’s wife without some protection. I made the knife myself; it’s animal bone and doesn’t raise any alarms,” Jensen responded passionately.

“You planned this whole thing out, didn't you? You and Jared?” She pushed.

“Y/N, I told you I didn’t like it from the moment you brought it up. I wasn’t going in unprepared. Jared didn’t know about the knife either. I didn’t want him to worry anymore than he already was,” his words were short and clipped.

“I’m sorry I questioned you. I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you, both of you, when you told me this was a bad idea. You saved my life today, Jensen. Thank you,” she whispered.

“I’ll do anything to protect my family, Y/N,” Jensen reached out and gave her hand a squeeze.

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