MEME FILL: Everybody’s fool.
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dear OP hope this is what you wanted. it's so fluffy and sweet I believe is not recomended if you're on a diet or diabetic.
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Tittle: Everybody’s fool.
Characters: Misha Collins, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, others.
Kinks: h/c, hurt Castiel, fear kink, protective Jensen, guilty Jared, protective Jared.
Warnings: murder threats.
N/A: if you didn’t know there was a girl that threatened to spit and attack Misha for real, and it gave me the perfect chance.
***
“I’d like to spit on him”, “How he dares to take the light away from…” Misha ignored her, tried at least. “Seriously will go at him and punch him in the face”, “even his name is hideous”.
Why on earth he saw it? his agent had said it was nothing and he should’ve believed him.
“Misha is um...being his normal asshole self and stalking Jensen.”
Then someone forwarded him the tumblr:
Anonymous asked: I would totally pay money to see Misha, just so I could spit in his face and tell him what a gigantic piece of shit he is. It would be worth the 2 minutes and lifelong embarrassment before security dragged me out. Oops? <3
<a href=http://nancy444.tumblr.com/post/140249729015>
That was it, when Creation suggested that he’d maybe skip SeaCon Misha felt insulted. Do they have any idea of how many people send him messages telling him how excited they are to see him on that thing?
“I can deal with one or two guys being mad at me…”
Then he heard from Jared it was not one or two but a whole group. “I’m sorry…” he said.
Misha shrugged and smiled. “It is not your fault, unless you’re running the Jared-sunshine-padalecki blog…” Jared laughed.
“Nope, no relation whatsoever with the derailed nasty bitch.” They laughed out the worry but then the boys got serious.
“We’ll be there… and if someone gets anywhere close or do anything weird I swear I’m gonna punch them in the face.” Jensen warned.
He didn’t enjoy the con as much as he usually enjoys those things, he had too much in his head, and he couldn’t take his family there this time and was unfair.
And he had a freaking bodyguard! He had not even the liberty to go around, or hug people or anything. It was hell, and it made him sad. He tried of course to be his usual self but there was someone all the time telling him to be careful to look out, to control himself.
But nothing serious happened, and he felt relieved for a while: Until the pierced bobble head doll, it had a six inches nail through its head and Misha felt his skin crawl. Why? Because it arrived to his very house, the one he built for Vicky, the place his kids were at. That’s why.
He didn’t say a word, he did his best to be himself but everyone could see he was stressed out and less goofy.
The day he found a red X painted on his parking space he straight out called the police and Cliff; begging to all of them not to say a word.
Weeks went by and he was wary of anyone getting close to him, the threat still to present in his head.
Until the day he was prepped as Lucifer and walked on set, and it was hell!!
You know how Jensen and Jared are always pulling stupid pranks and jokes, and the goofs spent the day making it impossible for Cas to be serious and give his line with the anger and hurt as he’s supposed to.
In the end the director gave them a few minutes and asked Castiel to do his solo scenes until the Jays remembered their age.
Misha was taken to a second set, there were less people than usual and most of them were new and minding their own business, something was wrong; too many beanie hats, and was not even that cold anymore.
He let out a breath as he walked into the set, it’s only him this morning, and mostly close ups so they can add Lucifer red eyes.
Out of nowhere a lady appeared and moved running to Misha with her hand up he turned asking what was happening to see another man doing the same, every person with the stupid beanie hat was getting close, Misha searched for someone but most people were looking at him and laughing. He started hyperventilating and slapping people around ran out of the set.
As he ran out he heard a woman’s voice. “Owww… it hurt, and I couldn’t even touch him!”
It was her; it was one of them… he’d be hurt again.
It had been less than a year ago when he was mugged, someone got to him. “Dude…” the guy whispered. “Do you have any change?”
Misha smiled at the guy but he hid his eyes. “Sure…” as he reached for his wallet the guy punched him in the face and another one took the wallet from his hand.
“Misha Dmitri Tippens Krushnic!” one mocked as he tried to get up. “here says Misha Collins!!” both guys laughed. “We got ourselves a star!!” Misha felt the kick on his side and he wasn’t even on the floor when the boot reached his face leaving him seeing stars. “we’re huge fans on how you steal others thunder.” The boot reached his face again as someone shouted.
“Mish…” Jensen was holding his arms. “Misha…look at me…” Misha was crying, sobbing, tears and snot running down his face, it wasn’t pretty, it was heartbreaking, and he just couldn’t deal with the pain, the stress about the girl(s?)/adults that wanted to hurt him, and this; it was too much. Jensen held him close shielding his face from others as he offered him a tissue from his pocket.
“Is he okay?” that was Jared. “Misha I swear I’m sorry, it’s just a stupid april’s fools joke…”
“Told’ya it wasn’t funny!” Jensen growled.
“Is he okay?” That was Dianne from makeup. “I’m sorry… it was a joke Misha…”
“Okay, okay guys give us a minute…” Jared mumbled something about going to talk to the director. “I’m so sorry all this is my fault…” he mumbled to Jensen.
“I’m taking him home. You fix this!” he ordered pulling Misha’s arm up to make him get up, when did he sit on the floor? Where was he? “I’ve been looking for you for almost an hour.”
“I’m sorry…” Misha mumbled once Jensen had him sitting inside his car.
“This is not your fault… I’m sorry… I should’ve warned you.”
Misha snorted. “If you think about it, it was kinda funny.” Jensen made a sound of anger; Misha got quiet, the last thing he needed was to piss Jensen off.
Jensen looked at him serious. “You don’t have to do that…” he said with a calmed expression. “And tomorrow I personally am going to kick some asses…”
It was all a whirlwind until Jensen had him in a couch with a hot cut of tea in his hand and a blanket. “I’m sorry…” Jensen said again when Misha put his cup down. “are feeling better.”
Misha was embarrassed, freaking out like that in front of everyone like that.
“Don’t you dare…” Jensen pulled Misha against him and kissed his hair as he's used to. do “I just don’t want you scared like that ever again.” Misha smiled goofily. “What happened? What were you thinking about?”
“Jared-sunshine-padalecki.”
“That bitch…” Jensen mumbled as his arms wrapped around Misha even harder. “she won’t get anywhere close to you, not her or any of her loons.”
“Guys!” they could hear the scuffle of Jared’s shoes on the floor.
“Here!” Jensen called without letting Misha go.
“There you are… ” Jared finished the stairs and got to the couch in a second; he sat at the other side of Misha and hugged him hiding his giant head on his chest. “I’m so sorry... that was stupid and I should’ve known it’ll make you uncomfortable.”
“It was funny…”
Jensen pulled him away from Jared and Misha let him do it sliding across the couch like a giant teddy bear while smiling stupidly at the way he was manhandled for cuddles. “no it wasn’t… especially if you were thinking about an ugly woman with too much time on her hands and a ton of self pity.”
“Oh My God…!!” Jared covered his mouth for a second before he pulled Misha into his lap to hug him tight ignoring Jensen’. “I’m sorry, I ‘m so sorry...” Misha was giggling.
“For scaring me? Or for hauling me around like a freaking stuffed toy?” Jared snorted and pressed his forehead against Misha’s shoulder.
“for both… I swear I promise, I won’t pull one of those creepy jokes ever again… or at least for a month.”
Misha pouted. “I embarrassed myself in front of cast and crew and you only give me one month?”
Jared bit his bottom lip and looked at Jensen. “what if I ask that lady to give up, and apologize to you?” Jensen said that he didn’t want any of them contacting the coocoo.
“I won’t make anything mean for as long as I can…”
“Like the thing with my clothes?” Misha said only half serious
“That was Jensen!!!” Jared defended himself making Misha laugh.
Jensen made the most beautiful innocent face and got close to them holding Misha’s hands. “I have no idea of what are you talking about.” He cleared his throat and with a serious face. “What we can do to make you feel better?”
Misha laughed again. He’d be fine with good friends and lots of cuddles before going back to work tomorrow. “Just in case; I want security around on set and around my house.”
Jensen blinked His house? Really?.
“Granted…” he sat there as Jared nuzzled his sweater while Jensen arranged more security and less jokes on set now on.
The end.
___
So yeah.. I' sorry is short, but I have another two fills that IO¡'m editing and hopefully will post tomorrow or during the weekend.
Hope you lik it dear OP
dear OP hope this is what you wanted. it's so fluffy and sweet I believe is not recomended if you're on a diet or diabetic.
***
Tittle: Everybody’s fool.
Characters: Misha Collins, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, others.
Kinks: h/c, hurt Castiel, fear kink, protective Jensen, guilty Jared, protective Jared.
Warnings: murder threats.
N/A: if you didn’t know there was a girl that threatened to spit and attack Misha for real, and it gave me the perfect chance.
***
“I’d like to spit on him”, “How he dares to take the light away from…” Misha ignored her, tried at least. “Seriously will go at him and punch him in the face”, “even his name is hideous”.
Why on earth he saw it? his agent had said it was nothing and he should’ve believed him.
“Misha is um...being his normal asshole self and stalking Jensen.”
Then someone forwarded him the tumblr:
Anonymous asked: I would totally pay money to see Misha, just so I could spit in his face and tell him what a gigantic piece of shit he is. It would be worth the 2 minutes and lifelong embarrassment before security dragged me out. Oops? <3
<a href=http://nancy444.tumblr.com/post/140249729015>
That was it, when Creation suggested that he’d maybe skip SeaCon Misha felt insulted. Do they have any idea of how many people send him messages telling him how excited they are to see him on that thing?
“I can deal with one or two guys being mad at me…”
Then he heard from Jared it was not one or two but a whole group. “I’m sorry…” he said.
Misha shrugged and smiled. “It is not your fault, unless you’re running the Jared-sunshine-padalecki blog…” Jared laughed.
“Nope, no relation whatsoever with the derailed nasty bitch.” They laughed out the worry but then the boys got serious.
“We’ll be there… and if someone gets anywhere close or do anything weird I swear I’m gonna punch them in the face.” Jensen warned.
He didn’t enjoy the con as much as he usually enjoys those things, he had too much in his head, and he couldn’t take his family there this time and was unfair.
And he had a freaking bodyguard! He had not even the liberty to go around, or hug people or anything. It was hell, and it made him sad. He tried of course to be his usual self but there was someone all the time telling him to be careful to look out, to control himself.
But nothing serious happened, and he felt relieved for a while: Until the pierced bobble head doll, it had a six inches nail through its head and Misha felt his skin crawl. Why? Because it arrived to his very house, the one he built for Vicky, the place his kids were at. That’s why.
He didn’t say a word, he did his best to be himself but everyone could see he was stressed out and less goofy.
The day he found a red X painted on his parking space he straight out called the police and Cliff; begging to all of them not to say a word.
Weeks went by and he was wary of anyone getting close to him, the threat still to present in his head.
Until the day he was prepped as Lucifer and walked on set, and it was hell!!
You know how Jensen and Jared are always pulling stupid pranks and jokes, and the goofs spent the day making it impossible for Cas to be serious and give his line with the anger and hurt as he’s supposed to.
In the end the director gave them a few minutes and asked Castiel to do his solo scenes until the Jays remembered their age.
Misha was taken to a second set, there were less people than usual and most of them were new and minding their own business, something was wrong; too many beanie hats, and was not even that cold anymore.
He let out a breath as he walked into the set, it’s only him this morning, and mostly close ups so they can add Lucifer red eyes.
Out of nowhere a lady appeared and moved running to Misha with her hand up he turned asking what was happening to see another man doing the same, every person with the stupid beanie hat was getting close, Misha searched for someone but most people were looking at him and laughing. He started hyperventilating and slapping people around ran out of the set.
As he ran out he heard a woman’s voice. “Owww… it hurt, and I couldn’t even touch him!”
It was her; it was one of them… he’d be hurt again.
It had been less than a year ago when he was mugged, someone got to him. “Dude…” the guy whispered. “Do you have any change?”
Misha smiled at the guy but he hid his eyes. “Sure…” as he reached for his wallet the guy punched him in the face and another one took the wallet from his hand.
“Misha Dmitri Tippens Krushnic!” one mocked as he tried to get up. “here says Misha Collins!!” both guys laughed. “We got ourselves a star!!” Misha felt the kick on his side and he wasn’t even on the floor when the boot reached his face leaving him seeing stars. “we’re huge fans on how you steal others thunder.” The boot reached his face again as someone shouted.
“Mish…” Jensen was holding his arms. “Misha…look at me…” Misha was crying, sobbing, tears and snot running down his face, it wasn’t pretty, it was heartbreaking, and he just couldn’t deal with the pain, the stress about the girl(s?)/adults that wanted to hurt him, and this; it was too much. Jensen held him close shielding his face from others as he offered him a tissue from his pocket.
“Is he okay?” that was Jared. “Misha I swear I’m sorry, it’s just a stupid april’s fools joke…”
“Told’ya it wasn’t funny!” Jensen growled.
“Is he okay?” That was Dianne from makeup. “I’m sorry… it was a joke Misha…”
“Okay, okay guys give us a minute…” Jared mumbled something about going to talk to the director. “I’m so sorry all this is my fault…” he mumbled to Jensen.
“I’m taking him home. You fix this!” he ordered pulling Misha’s arm up to make him get up, when did he sit on the floor? Where was he? “I’ve been looking for you for almost an hour.”
“I’m sorry…” Misha mumbled once Jensen had him sitting inside his car.
“This is not your fault… I’m sorry… I should’ve warned you.”
Misha snorted. “If you think about it, it was kinda funny.” Jensen made a sound of anger; Misha got quiet, the last thing he needed was to piss Jensen off.
Jensen looked at him serious. “You don’t have to do that…” he said with a calmed expression. “And tomorrow I personally am going to kick some asses…”
It was all a whirlwind until Jensen had him in a couch with a hot cut of tea in his hand and a blanket. “I’m sorry…” Jensen said again when Misha put his cup down. “are feeling better.”
Misha was embarrassed, freaking out like that in front of everyone like that.
“Don’t you dare…” Jensen pulled Misha against him and kissed his hair as he's used to. do “I just don’t want you scared like that ever again.” Misha smiled goofily. “What happened? What were you thinking about?”
“Jared-sunshine-padalecki.”
“That bitch…” Jensen mumbled as his arms wrapped around Misha even harder. “she won’t get anywhere close to you, not her or any of her loons.”
“Guys!” they could hear the scuffle of Jared’s shoes on the floor.
“Here!” Jensen called without letting Misha go.
“There you are… ” Jared finished the stairs and got to the couch in a second; he sat at the other side of Misha and hugged him hiding his giant head on his chest. “I’m so sorry... that was stupid and I should’ve known it’ll make you uncomfortable.”
“It was funny…”
Jensen pulled him away from Jared and Misha let him do it sliding across the couch like a giant teddy bear while smiling stupidly at the way he was manhandled for cuddles. “no it wasn’t… especially if you were thinking about an ugly woman with too much time on her hands and a ton of self pity.”
“Oh My God…!!” Jared covered his mouth for a second before he pulled Misha into his lap to hug him tight ignoring Jensen’. “I’m sorry, I ‘m so sorry...” Misha was giggling.
“For scaring me? Or for hauling me around like a freaking stuffed toy?” Jared snorted and pressed his forehead against Misha’s shoulder.
“for both… I swear I promise, I won’t pull one of those creepy jokes ever again… or at least for a month.”
Misha pouted. “I embarrassed myself in front of cast and crew and you only give me one month?”
Jared bit his bottom lip and looked at Jensen. “what if I ask that lady to give up, and apologize to you?” Jensen said that he didn’t want any of them contacting the coocoo.
“I won’t make anything mean for as long as I can…”
“Like the thing with my clothes?” Misha said only half serious
“That was Jensen!!!” Jared defended himself making Misha laugh.
Jensen made the most beautiful innocent face and got close to them holding Misha’s hands. “I have no idea of what are you talking about.” He cleared his throat and with a serious face. “What we can do to make you feel better?”
Misha laughed again. He’d be fine with good friends and lots of cuddles before going back to work tomorrow. “Just in case; I want security around on set and around my house.”
Jensen blinked His house? Really?.
“Granted…” he sat there as Jared nuzzled his sweater while Jensen arranged more security and less jokes on set now on.
The end.
___
So yeah.. I' sorry is short, but I have another two fills that IO¡'m editing and hopefully will post tomorrow or during the weekend.
Hope you lik it dear OP
