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Jensen Ackles picspam
A couple of days ago I did a Jared Padalecki picspam of hotass. In the name of fairness and my annoying cute compulsion to pimp Supernatural, here are some drool-inducing photos of his co-star.
Plus certain people have also promised me all sorts of nice things if I were to "Do Jensen Too"
*nods*
Hear that Jensen? Let's get it on, baby!
Therefore, let me present the JENSEN ACKLES PICSPAM OF HOTASS
Perviness ahead. Not dial-up friendly. Risk for spontaneous ovulation: High.
So. Jensen's prettier than 99% of world's population. Including the women. By all accounts we should hate his guts.
But it's really difficult when he looks like this.
Or when his smile requires a goddamn change of panties
I mean WTF Jensen, did you make a deal with the devil?
It would certainly explain those lips. And the cheekbones.
I want to lick the inside of his elbow so bad I can literally taste it.
Why is it that in RL guns are fucking scary and just wrong, but included in a picture with Jensen, they suddenly become hot?
See what I mean?
Similar thing with cars. Am rather indifferent to them in RL, but add Jensen and suddenly my motor's revving.
Wouldn't you like to just push him down until he's spread out over the hood?
Straight-up arm!porn. I mean look at those forearms. And the leather thongs around his wrist. And the ring.
Coat!Porn Take 1
So when I imagine Jensen as a film noir PI, this is what he looks like. Only there's a hat. And a gun. In fact there is a pic like that in existence, but I wasn't able to find a big enough scan to do it justice.
Coat!Porn Take 2
I want to do illegal things to the hollow of his throat. And pretty much every other part of his body.
The main reason for inclusion of this photo can be found under the waistline... I'm talking about his pants, you pervs! Because dude! They hit my pinstripe-kink like a hammer of God. *is goo*
Speaking of clothing kinks. Here's some plaid for![[info]](https://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
sugaration. I know baby, I know. Jensen's feeling bashful about it too.
And he even makes pink plaid look good. It's just not fair.
Let's continue with the theme. There's a reason why this man used to do modelling. Here are the magazine scans from a spread JA did for Men's Fitness. I tried to pick just one or two but that proved impossible. Here, have them all.
How is he hot even in that hat? It's a mystery.
Denim jacket and plaid? jdlkdfafjjkajwaajfkrhtgaild
Oh Jesus Fuck, the thighs.
It's relentless. Can't. Take. The. Hotness. Agh.
I could watch him walking away all. day. long.
Also: suspenders.
And: the shoulders. I mean holy mother of god, they're just so wide and probably smooth and hard and and and *cries*
Okay, let's get out of the clo- I mean move on, move on from the clothes. More's the pity though.
Unsurprisingly Jensen looks mighty fine on a bed. Sitting down...
...aaaaaaaand lying down. Mmm-mm. Get me a piece of that.
The effect this picture has on me is the type that shouldn't be discussed in public. It's... I... The hand on his stomach. The eyleashes. And jesusfuckingchrist the line of his neck. *squirms*
This is Jensen' s "Fuck Me" eyebrow.
And hoo-boy, would I. Five ways to Sunday.
The only thing hotter than Jensen Ackles is Jensen Ackles soaking wet.
Let's just take a moment to appreciate this, shall we? A long, private moment.
In fact, I feel this might be the right time to stop and, uh, retire for the night... Yep. *slides off the sofa*
Disclaimer: All pictures are copyright of their various photographers/publishers. They have however been collected from all over, and mostly I have no idea of their origin. All photos are reproduced for fangirl squee and no money is being made. Yes, I know, it's tragic.
PS. If I were to complete the triangle of unholy lust and do picspam of Jeffrey Dean Morgan too, how many of you would be interested? No, let me rephrase that: How many of you would offer me bribes? What? It takes time to satisfy your porny needs, you h00rs! And I'm feeling selfish.
Plus certain people have also promised me all sorts of nice things if I were to "Do Jensen Too"
*nods*
Hear that Jensen? Let's get it on, baby!
Therefore, let me present the JENSEN ACKLES PICSPAM OF HOTASS
Perviness ahead. Not dial-up friendly. Risk for spontaneous ovulation: High.
So. Jensen's prettier than 99% of world's population. Including the women. By all accounts we should hate his guts.
But it's really difficult when he looks like this.
Or when his smile requires a goddamn change of panties
I mean WTF Jensen, did you make a deal with the devil?
It would certainly explain those lips. And the cheekbones.
I want to lick the inside of his elbow so bad I can literally taste it.
Why is it that in RL guns are fucking scary and just wrong, but included in a picture with Jensen, they suddenly become hot?
See what I mean?
Similar thing with cars. Am rather indifferent to them in RL, but add Jensen and suddenly my motor's revving.
Wouldn't you like to just push him down until he's spread out over the hood?
Straight-up arm!porn. I mean look at those forearms. And the leather thongs around his wrist. And the ring.
Coat!Porn Take 1
So when I imagine Jensen as a film noir PI, this is what he looks like. Only there's a hat. And a gun. In fact there is a pic like that in existence, but I wasn't able to find a big enough scan to do it justice.
Coat!Porn Take 2
I want to do illegal things to the hollow of his throat. And pretty much every other part of his body.
The main reason for inclusion of this photo can be found under the waistline... I'm talking about his pants, you pervs! Because dude! They hit my pinstripe-kink like a hammer of God. *is goo*
Speaking of clothing kinks. Here's some plaid for
sugaration. I know baby, I know. Jensen's feeling bashful about it too.And he even makes pink plaid look good. It's just not fair.
Let's continue with the theme. There's a reason why this man used to do modelling. Here are the magazine scans from a spread JA did for Men's Fitness. I tried to pick just one or two but that proved impossible. Here, have them all.
How is he hot even in that hat? It's a mystery.
Denim jacket and plaid? jdlkdfafjjkajwaajfkrhtgaild
Oh Jesus Fuck, the thighs.
It's relentless. Can't. Take. The. Hotness. Agh.
I could watch him walking away all. day. long.
Also: suspenders.
And: the shoulders. I mean holy mother of god, they're just so wide and probably smooth and hard and and and *cries*
Okay, let's get out of the clo- I mean move on, move on from the clothes. More's the pity though.
Unsurprisingly Jensen looks mighty fine on a bed. Sitting down...
...aaaaaaaand lying down. Mmm-mm. Get me a piece of that.
The effect this picture has on me is the type that shouldn't be discussed in public. It's... I... The hand on his stomach. The eyleashes. And jesusfuckingchrist the line of his neck. *squirms*
This is Jensen' s "Fuck Me" eyebrow.
And hoo-boy, would I. Five ways to Sunday.
The only thing hotter than Jensen Ackles is Jensen Ackles soaking wet.
Let's just take a moment to appreciate this, shall we? A long, private moment.
In fact, I feel this might be the right time to stop and, uh, retire for the night... Yep. *slides off the sofa*
Disclaimer: All pictures are copyright of their various photographers/publishers. They have however been collected from all over, and mostly I have no idea of their origin. All photos are reproduced for fangirl squee and no money is being made. Yes, I know, it's tragic.
PS. If I were to complete the triangle of unholy lust and do picspam of Jeffrey Dean Morgan too, how many of you would be interested? No, let me rephrase that: How many of you would offer me bribes? What? It takes time to satisfy your porny needs, you h00rs! And I'm feeling selfish.
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Somewhere at the back of his mind Jensen knows that logically this shouldn't be the case, because as far as he remembers he fell asleep in a goddamn barn and while not the worst place he's ever fallen unconscious in, it's not particularly great either.
Except for the part where is apparently is. He feels himself floating toward full awareness, slowly, slowly like an air bubble reaching for the water's surface. Sunlight tickles his nose and the feeling of safetylovehome is trickling down every inch of his body like warm honey.
He opens his eyes and smiles. Because this is a dream, not first of its kind, Jared draped over him like a cloak, all long lines of hard muscle. Jensen lifts a hand, lets his fingertips trail along the soft worn cloth of Jared's t-shirt, finally dipping under the hem.
At the first touch of skin on skin Jared arches, rubbing his belly against Jensen's flat palm like a big cat. "Jen," he swallows, head dropping lower until Jensen can feel every careful exhalation on his face. "Jen, what are you doing?"
Jensen opens his mouth to speak but the words freeze on his lips, his heart suddenly slamming into overdrive. Because no matter how vivid his dreams, he's never before been able to actually taste the sweat and musk and want, wrapped around them like a veil.
Shit.
He's awake. He's really awake, and Jared's really bent over him, the question still ringing in the half an inch between them, and Jensen really, really did just molest his best friend.
He scrambles back on his elbows so fast Jared is knocked out of balance and ends up face down in the hay. Jensen takes a great hitching gasp of air but none of it seems to reach his lungs, and for a second he thinks he might actually pass out. Of course, at the moment the prospect is not entirely without its merits.
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I hate you. Like a lot. *goes to write something else*
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