J2 non-AU fiction archive

Jensen takes what he wants.

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I have so so so many fics saved to rec and it’s getting to be a bit overwhelming so I thought I’d just try to get a bunch out there for you guys. I’ve read all of these at least once, and the most important rule still applies: happy endings are a necessity.

Enjoy!

title: Happy Valentine’s Day rating: mature word count: 2700 summary: The boys had to spend Valentines Day at a convention and Jensen was not too happy about it.

title: untitled rating: not rated word count: 1100 summary: Anon request for Jared to have a panic attack while filming a really intense brothers fight scene and Jensen has to calm him down.

title: A Day of Firsts rating: explicit word count: 4800 summary: Set in Season 1. A take on the first fight J2 had and how it was resolved.Jared’s nervous and on edge while filming a difficult scene in the second episode of his brand new series. His co-star tries to help him through it but stress, nerves & too much advice finally causes him to snap & he and Jensen come to blows.Convinced he’s messed up & is on the road to getting fired Jared’s upset when Jensen comes to his trailer to talk it out and reassure him that all is fine. More than talking occurs as the two stars make up.

title: Fake Bump Implementation rating: general word count: 3000 summary: Basically inspired by a certain twitter post, fake bump speculations and my weird imagination.

title: Come Back to Me rating: none word count: 11k summary: Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles are in love. Secretly, course, because no one can know about their big gay romance. Jensen’s never believed in true love or soul mates, but Jared Padalecki changes all that. And then Genevieve Cortese enters and drives a wedge between the two lovers, making Jensen question his decision to trust Jared. When the pressure gets too much, misery turns to anger and Jensen is injured on set. Can Jared clear up the misunderstanding or will a guest star and quick assumptions ruin their relationship forever? And more importantly, can Jensen finally let himself love?

title: Vertigo rating: mature word count: 42k summary: They say that when you die, your life flashes before your eyes and you relive every moment of it. A near-death experience leaves Jared with an epiphany about Jensen, a mess to work through with him and their wives, and the realization that even five years after the show ended, there’s still a supernatural touch to their lives. Because that second chance? No one just gets something like it handed to them by a strange woman showing up in their back yard. notes: This says major character death but it’s temporary. If that makes sense? Like the boys get a do-over on life. So it does have a happy ending.

title: Meanwhile, Down in the Green Room rating: teen word count: 1600 summary: By the time Jensen gets to the Green Room, it’s all over. Jared’s had his shoulder reduced right there on the floor next to yesterday’s crab cakes (so much for only his fucking elbow, Daniella), Osric’s looking shell-shocked, and the big guy is up in his suite on “bed rest” for the remainder of the day. Which, yeah, that’ll work.

title: A Hard Day rating: explicit word count: 10k summary: Filming the later part of Season 9 has begun to take a toll on Jensen as he struggles to balance his real life & the dark turn his character has taken. When a long hard day & an accident on set leaves him shaken & Jared hurt, can Jared pull his friend back from too much angst and guilt and help him see that he’s not alone?

title: Better Together rating: mature word count: 2900 summary: Jared has a tendency to date his co-stars. Jensen has a tendency to fuck his. They meet somewhere in the middle.

title: You’re Up Against Never Being Right rating: explicit word count: 3300 summary: There are some things you really don’t learn about someone until you live with them and share their space. Not that Jared was a shy guy, by any means, but now that Jensen lived with Jared, it was hard not to be privy to his inner most thoughts. Take the night of Jared’s birthday party…

title: Recount Our Time rating: teen word count: 1600 summary: Jared was there to greet Jensen when he stepped off the plane in July.

title: The Reason Why rating: teen word count: 6600 summary: Jensen Ackles was pretty sure that his co-star, Jared Padalecki, hated him. notes: This is really fucking good.

title: Epiphany rating: explicit word count: 6000 summary: A fan snaps a picture that exposes Jensen’s feelings and rocks Jared’s world, making him question everything–especially his heart.

title: And You’re Listening to the Sound of My Breaking Heart rating: explicit word count: 5200 summary: Jared thinks of green eyes. He thinks of the smell of coffee, aftershave and his best friend. Of a warm hand on his back. Of lips, freckles, deep laughter and long lashes. He thinks of Jensen and his heart flips and breaks at the same time.

title: Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell rating: explicit word count: 18k summary: They don’t talk about it. Not really. Jared is more than happy to throw off-the-cuff remarks out at conventions that make the fan girls howl. Throw himself on Jensen when the cameras are snapping, like lightening across the open Texas plains. Crack jokes about fanfic and gay for pay porn when they’re hanging out after the shoot or on weekends. But the real conversation sits in the back of their minds, unformed and taboo. They don’t talk about how their relationship both on and off screen has been read by millions of fans as a homoerotic one. Or how they seem to know each other better than even their wives know them individually. They live their lives, happy to be near each other and grateful for the friendship they share, reveling in each other’s company and loving the other as only best friends can. And they don’t ever let that unspoken conversation out of its little box in the back of their heads. It would have gone on that way for the rest of their lives if it hadn’t been for Jared’s wife.

So… I wanted to share some headcanons about J2 but decided to tell it as a storie. Say whatever you want. This is what I think, I mean that’s why people call them Head-Canons. Right?

Somedays they like it rough. Wild and carefree kisses all over their bodies while one of them push and pull inside and out at the beat of their hearts. Rushed movements, screams and moans cover all the place, the bed shakes and the walls broke, hell and heaven in just one room. 

Other days, when one of them feels weak, the other takes care of him, tenderly, lovingly, asking all the time how it feels, how he feels. Kissing heavenly in his mouth, neck and back, while pounding deep and slowly inside. 

Sometimes they are just tired and both of them crash the bed silently with just a kiss of good night. A sneaky hand and maybe an arm moves slowly, stroking the back of one of them, just to find its place at the side of his heart, feeling the soothing beat, both of them fall asleep.

They never let routine get in the bed, always is different. Trying to keep the flame alive. But time is a bitch and their bodies start to give up, it’s not the same as it was in the past. Those years are left behind in the back of their memories, when the flame was a fire storm and everything was brand new. 

Jared’s got those wrinkles in his brow again, deep furrows that etch concern into his expression. He’s hunched over a book, sitting on the couch in their living room. Jensen makes his way over slowly, settling down beside Jared and taking a peek at the book before looking up at his husband. 

Light from the fireplace glints off the lenses of his new reading glasses, and Jensen reaches up thoughtlessly, smoothing out Jared’s forehead with his fingertips and then pushing them up into his air, absent and affectionate. Jared just watches him, and though the worry still lingers in his eyes, he’s fighting a smile.

"They look good on you,” Jensen tells him, a little softer. “Really good. Hot professor good.”

“You’re supposed to be the old man in this relationship,” Jared replies, but the words don’t do anything to disguise the laughter that slips out with them. “Reading glasses are definitely for old people, Jensen.”

“Then maybe you’re getting old, too.” Jensen smiles and gives him a nudge. “You’ve been going grey for years. It’s time you accepted it, grandpa.”

Jared grumbles something about who the real grandpa is between them, but he lifts an arm and wraps it around Jensen’s shoulders, tucking them in close together. “I’ll accept it when I’m dead. Now shush, I’m reading.”

Jensen laughs at him again and stays right where he is, resting his head on Jared’s shoulder and letting his eyes skim absently over the pages while Jared continues to read. It’s warm here, and they’ll go to bed soon, and neither of them can deny the grey hairs any longer.

But Jensen thinks it’s actually kind of nice that way. Kind of peaceful. It’s definitely something that he’s come to enjoy.

Now it’s just a matter of convincing Jared of the same thing.

When he stepped into the backseat along with Jensen, he leaned his head back against the seat, and closed his eyes. He felt Jensen’s soft gaze lingering on him, and his fingers intertwined with Jared’s. Even after a near decade of being together, he always gets clammy hands and a fluttery heartbeat. It was truly a cliché- but it never failed to make him melt.

“Go to sleep, Jay- the trip to the hotel will be a bit of a long one,” Jensen said to him quietly, and ran his thumb across Jared’s knuckles. Jared didn’t have to be told twice- he let himself drift off into a dreamless sleep. It was the most pleasant nap he had- one that didn’t involve his mind wandering. For nearly two weeks, Jared has barely gotten any sleep. Some of it was his fault, and there was other factors that affected his sleeping schedule.

Despite his sleep deprivation, he tried to keep everyone happy. Whether it be a fan that was meeting him for the first time ever or a coworker that was under too much stress, Jared didn’t want his problems to be the reason that someone had a bad day. He slipped out of his dreamless sleep when he felt Jensen shaking his shoulder. “We’re here,” he whispered softly, and tucked a lose strand of his hair behind his ear “need any help- getting out or walking?”

Jared shook his head, and he leaned his head up. “Nah, I’m okay,” he told him, and he waited for Jensen to open up the door, and scooted over to get out of the car. A tiny part of him hoped that he didn’t run into any fans- but he was too tired to truly care.

As much as Jared loved his fans, he truly wished that he wore some type of disguise-or whatever. Jared kicked off his shoes and plopped down onto the bed, and wrapped his arms around a pillow. He nuzzled his nose into it, and he inhaled the smell of Jensen.

“Aw, sweet boy,” Jensen doted, and he listened to him walk over to the bed. Jared felt the bed shift, and he felt Jensen’s gentle fingers running through Jared’s hair. He shifted his head, and looked up at Jensen, his green eyes filled with adoration. It was such a soft look, and it was a look that he only saw-well, he was sure that many fans have seen the look, too. Still, knowing that the look was only for him left Jared feeling breathless. “Poor, tired young buck,” Jensen teased quietly, and stroked Jared’s cheekbone with his thumb.

He could hear how tired Jensen was, and he scooted over to make some room. Jensen scooted under the thick covers, and pulled it over the both of them. Jared snuggled closer to Jensen, and curled up against him. “I love you, Jen,” he mumbled into Jensen’s neck.

A soft smile grew on his face when he felt Jensen’s heartbeat sped up, and he felt Jensen wrap his arms around him. “I love you too, Jay. Go to sleep now,” Jensen murmured, and Jared closed his eyes, listening to Jensen’s breathing slow down. He fell into a deep slumber, his fingers intertwined with Jensen’s. Being in Jensen’s arms was home- and Jared never planned on leaving.

So… It’s far from perfect but I figured I’d post anyway, the whole point of the thing was to get me to write again lol 

Prompt from @deanplease: They’re at San Jac’s. The last customers leave, and Jared tells the staff to go home, and he’ll lock up after he and Jensen have one more drink. Once they leave, Jared shows Jensen why he really wanted to stay behind with the bar all to themselves.

After a whole afternoon spent shopping for Christmas presents, Jensen doesn’t really feel like going out tonight. His feet ache, he is not in the greatest mood – Jared once called it his grumpy asshole mood and it’s a rather faithful description – and to be honest, he could catch up on sleep. “Go have fun,” he says to Jared, who looks on the verge of cancelling his plans just to stay with him. “I’m probably gonna fall asleep in front of the TV. I’ll be fine.”

But Jensen doesn’t fall asleep, no matter how hard he tries. He’s seen Jared what? Two hours ago, but he misses him already. Fishing his phone out of his pocket, he textes him.

Busy night?

The answer doesn’t take long.

Nope. The band bailed out, it’s kinda quiet actually.

Then, a second later.

Wanna come?

Jensen would rather have Jared back home but he’s not gonna sleep anytime soon now and a beer or two and some whisky does sound nice.

See ya in 20

Semi-public sex

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Jensen had this bad habit.

It wasn’t something as serious as defacing properties or shoplifting or having an insatiable need to see things catch fire and burn. His bad habit did not involve committing petty crimes or felonies. It certainly was not illegal–although Jared felt that it should be.

For his own sake.

No: Jensen had the bad habit of walking around in his boxer briefs.

The first few times it happened, Jared just simply assumed that his new co-star was trying to adjust to living with another human being, which he too was trying to adjust. Both of them having lived on their own for a little while, Jared could understand. It was unexplored territory. But when it continued to happen, Jared began to wonder if he was doing it on purpose.

Perhaps doing it because some part of him enjoyed seeing Jared flustered–seeing his cheeks suddenly grow hot and his eyes continuously shift around, attempting to not look at him. 

There were times where Jared would dare to look at Jensen when he felt that his roommate was not glancing his way, but the problem was that Jared was not looking at Jensen specifically–but at the package concealed in his boxers. 

And when he found that he was staring too long, Jared would grow more flustered and he had to force himself from even facing in the same direction as Jensen.

At the end of the day, Jared had been right: Jensen was doing it on purpose.   

That had been his realization as Jensen slithered between his thighs, his long legs up around his co-star’s hips. Jared’s heart raced when Jensen leaned down, pressing his lips against his ear. His fingers were twisted–white knuckled–into Jensen’s shirt, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Took you long enough,” Jensen rasped, his voice low and heady from arousal.

“What do you mean?” asked Jared, his breath hitching.

“Oh c’mon, Jared. You don’t think I wouldn’t catch you staring?” Jensen inquired as he slid a hand beneath Jared’s shirt, his nails slowly raking across his abdomen and his co-star’s stomach muscles beneath his fingertips clenched reflexively. “Catch the blood rushing to your cheeks? Catch you biting your lip—just like you’re doing right now.”

As he spoke, Jensen’s fingers continued to trail leisurely—taking his sweet time—down Jared’s abdomen, his hand pausing for a moment at the line of his jeans against his flesh.

“You were doing it on purpose,” Jared said at last, full realization bleeding into his wide, kaleidoscope eyes.

“I sure was, sweetheart.” Jensen nuzzled his nose against Jared’s temple. “But don’t act like you didn’t want me to.”

That had been their conversation ten minutes ago.

Now Jared knelt on the couch, his chest pressed into the back of it, his hands gripping at the cushion. His cheek rested against the cool leather, his face on fire. The muscles beneath his flesh jumped and trembled in anticipation.

“You’re too big, Jen,” Jared whimpered as his co-star worked him open with three lube-slicked fingers, causing him to writhe. “There’s no way–”

“Just trust me, sweetheart,” replied Jensen. “All you gotta do is relax.”

After spending a few more minutes coaxing Jared’s inner muscles into relaxation, Jensen removed his fingers. Taking up the bottle again, he slathered his still hard cock with more lube–best be safe than sorry. Grabbing onto Jared’s hips, Jensen slowly slid into him, his fingers digging into his flesh to keep his co-star from moving away.

“Fuck,” Jared hissed, bowing his back as a mixture of burning pain and pleasure traveled up his spine. His fingers clawing at the leather couch while Jensen continued to sink into him.

AO3 Link: Here Written for: @spnabobingo​ , @kinktober2017​ , @thebunkerofletters​ inktober challenge day 31 Prompt(s) Filled(Kink|Ink|ABO): exhibitionism, leather, costumes | Halloween | Free Space Ship: J2  Rating: Explicit Content Warning: smut, omega!Jared, alpha!Jensen, top!Jensen, bottom!Jared, exhibitionism, public, anal sex, masks, a/b/o dynamics, leather, halloween costumes Summary: It’s Halloween, it’s a sex club, and the kitty at the bar looks lonely. Word Count: 573 A/N: Questions, comments, concerns? Ask is open. (So is DM and AO3!) The tag list is no longer active. If you want to keep updated, turn on notifications for my writing blog @justanothersaltandburnwrites​

The room was almost dark. The green and blue lights did little to brighten it, but Jensen didn’t need his eyes. His nose was enough. Halloween night, the sex club was almost packed full of anonymous, swearing bodies. Their scents - Alphas, Betas, sweet omegas, assaulted his nose, but he was looking for one. And he found him. His cock swelled, heavy and hard, exposed to the thick air of the room. He pushed through the crowds, following the scent of the omega he wanted. And he found the source, a huge specimen of an omega, bare white ass exposed and nearly everything else covered in a slick black cat costume. He wore a half mask, covering his eyes but revealing a strong jaw and shaggy hair. Jensen smirked at the tail plug up the cat’s ass. That would need to go.

Wincest Writing Challenge ( @wincestwritingchallenge) : (November) | @ilostmyshoe-79 vs @dreamcas

Prompt: Tarot cards- Judgment

Word Count: 900

Tags/Triggers: non-au J2, mention of the wives as beards (but no wife hate), mentions of the end of the show

A/N: The meaning of this tarot card is “transition, born from reason, like long-term plans coming to fruition”. I hope you all enjoy! XOXO

Jared’s hands shake a little bit as he unlocks the door and walks through the front entrance, pulling his largest suitcase behind him. He knows it’s just Jensen waiting for him, and there’s no need to be nervous. They stopped being nervous lifetimes ago.

And yet, here he is, heart pounding in his ears.

Jared woke slowly, enjoying the warmth of the thick blankets. He cracked an eye open, seeing the rays of sunlight streaming through the window and gave a smile.

Supernatural was canceled a year ago and he didn’t have any place to be.

After season fourteen he just… couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t live a lie for one more minute, much less a year.

So they came out.

He and Jensen told the world they’d been together pretty much from the start. Within hours production on supernatural was suspended indefinitely.

At first he and Jensen were devastated. And it still hurt. He missed the fandom like crazy. But after a while he realized it was meant to happen that way.

He was happy. And he knew the fandom-his family-would want him to be happy.

They were doing just fine. Filming just wrapped on Jared’s new movie. Jensen just signed on to direct a drama that already had Oscar buzz surrounding the script.

“Morning babe,” jensen strolled into the bedroom, still in his pajamas, carrying a tray full of breakfast food.

“Breakfast in bed? What did I do to deserve this?” Jared laughed.

“Exist.” Jensen leaned down and gave Jared a kiss that made his toes curl.

“I love you,” Jared murmured.

“More than anything,” jensen breathes against Jared’s lips.

“My castle crumbled overnight

I brought a knife to a gunfight

They took the crown but it’s alright

All the liars are calling me one

Nobody’s heard from me for months

I’m doing better than I ever was

Cause…

My baby’s fit like a daydream

Walking with his head down

I’m the one he’s walking to

So call it what you want, yeah

Call it what you want to

My baby’s fly like a jet stream

High above the whole scene

Loves me like I’m brand new

So call it what you want, yeah”

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2xplvzY

by NaughtyPastryChef

kinktober day 26 prompt: Mirror sex with Stockings. Jensen wants to show Jared how pretty he is.

Words: 518, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 26 of Orgasms For Everyone! spn Kinktober 2017

Fandoms: Supernatural RPF

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki

Additional Tags: Mirror Sex, Stockings, Riding, Barebacking, Dirty Talk, Bottom Jared, Top Jensen, Worship