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Photo's Only For Jared
Title: Photo's Only For Jared
Fandom/Characters: RP, Jensen Ackels, Jared Padalecki
Rating/Warning: PG-13, chubby!Jensen,
Disclaimer: Everything is totally invented and I do not know or own any of the characters from Supernatural or the actors. I have not written it for earn any money.
Challenge: written first for chubwinchestersSummer bingo 2012, Table post
Prompt: Texting
Word Count: 1497
Beta’s: amor_remanet& faithwithers
Author's Notes: This is set in Preparing For A Role Universe and is sequel to Show For The Camera, which was written for the Summer-bingo 2010.
Bold text is sms (text-messages).
* My Apocalypse - is a Metallica's song from the Album Death Magnetic
Summary: Jared still coach Jensen, and they come to send a lot of text and pictures to each other.
15.06
Pasta with mincemeat sauce, filled with cream and lots of cheese.
15.12
What size portion?
15.15
As large as possible. And I want pictures!!!
Jensen smiled. He and Jared had been texting every day, lately. Every day began with a text of how much Jensen weighed. Then throughout the day, Jared would tell Jensen what he should eat, and Jensen would send him some photos.
They had started this when they couldn't be together and still Jensen needed to keep his weight. After so many months Jensen had come to get used to larger portions and at times he ate a second helping. Years ago, he never would have thought that he'd liked to weigh in at more than 'fit'. But as other things had come up, Jensen had changed his mind.
He made his dinner and took the photo's Jared wanted. Jensen had chosen spaghetti, put it in a soup plate and then covered it with the sauce that was on its way to look white because of all the cream he had used in it. Taking the photo and feeling the aroma from the food made his stomach to rumble. He could have sent the picture before he started, but he was too hungry for that.
17.33
I'm full, and the plate was cleaned.
17.56
Way to go! It looked very delicious. I'll try to call later. J
Jensen took the script he had to read through, so he could decide if he'd accept the role they'd offered. He sat down on his sofa, put the legs up. After a short time he felt how his eyes tried to close, and he gave up reading, putting the manuscript down and laying back. Soon he was asleep.
Buzz, buzz
Jensen stirred, but he decided it wasn't worth waking up for.
Buzz, buzz
Jensen opened his eyes. It took a few seconds for him to adjust to the dull light in the room. For a moment he wondered what had woken him, then he heard the buzzing sound coming from the vibration his cellphone was making.
Catching it, Jensen saw he had received two new text messages and missed a few calls. Not only had he been sleeping, he noticed that he had turned down the sound of the ring tone. Before checking them, he went to his freezer for some ice cream.
With the bowl, he returned to the sofa. The missed calls were from Jared and also one from his mother. He would call them later after taking a new picture.
Leaning back and placing the bowl on his belly Jensen took the photo and then send it to Jared. He checked the message.
18.30
I'm off in half an hour…
19.07
Where are you? Calling.
Jensen was about to hit the call-button when the phone began to vibrate and My Apocalypse started to play.
"Ackles."
"Is it Jensen I'm speaking to?" Jared's voice came through his phone.
Jensen smiled. He could just have said hello or something else as the tune had revealed who was calling.
"Who else would you think it was?" Jensen answered.
"You never know, it could have been Danneel maybe or Misha."
"Bite your… I haven't talked to either for a while and seen them for even longer... So, how's life?"
The ice-cream had disappeared fast, and Jensen put the empty bowl on the table, Jared had comment on the sound of pleasure that had slipped through. They talked until Jensen felt how he needed to take a leak and pay a visit to his refrigerator.
The next morning, Jensen started to take some pictures. This time, he took a few more shots than he usually did, including one where he was only wearing a pair of boxers. The first he was still in bed and he had no chance to hide his body. Especially it concerned his stomach that was soft and clearly showed how unfit he was and it could not flatten out anymore. Next one was when standing, almost naked and if there had been a comparing photo before he had started gaining for the movie, showing he had increased inches around his body. Not by much, but looking at the photo he had just taken, Jensen thought it showed much more. The next photos were from different angels when he wore an old t-shirt that had once fit loosely. Jared had said he had to keep it and try it for showing he was on the right track. Now it was tight and it had a stretched fit over the stomach. A few more pounds it might split in the seams.
He weighted himself, and then checked the last text he'd sent the pictures with his weight. He saw that he had gained a pound and a half. Not much, but enough for keeping his weight. He looked forward to the day when he didn't need to think of the film, but also dreaded deciding what to do next. Jensen wasn't sure if he really wanted to spend months with strict training and slimming. The most offers he got so far were with a fit guy instead of what he was now. His doubt was because he more liked being easy going instead of needing to think all the time on what to eat and do.
07.33
275,5 and some photos for you will follow.
07.56
Thank you. You look awesome. Wish I could be there. Xox
08.05
Me too. You do help me.
Eating his breakfast, Jensen was back to his thoughts for what would happen next. He hadn't picked out a new film yet, as he had guessed that he would need some time between this project and the next one to lose his extra weight. Now he didn't feel so sure if he would go there. He did know that if he decided to do it, it would not be as easy as it might have been a few years ago.
He looked through all of his photos in his cell. Seeing them did show how he changed from the first day of his weight-gaining plan to those he taken today. He had gotten a belly, which some people probably would have mistaken as a beer gut. And sure, he did drink a lot, but it was definitely a belly. He had also filled out in his face and arms. He was chubby, but at his height, he needed to gain a little more weight before he could be called fat. At least, that's what he thought of himself.
Jensen felt low of how things were looked at in 'Hollywood' - how people wanted the models and actors be and what the magazines chose to show. There weren't many that had more weight than he, and at times he looked healthier than those that tried to be a size zero. He knew that he had been in that category too, where he had to think on what to eat and constantly work-out. He hadn't thought much about it before he took the role as Dean Winchester, but as the description of his eating habits and then with his later film project, he had started to think about what the ideals were. That easily made him depressed. He had to admit to himself he felt sad for where the world was. He quickly pushed the thoughts away and he comforted himself with some cake.
12.12
What about a big calzone with extra cheese?
12.22
It is worth considering… yes it will be for dinner and the rest of that yummy cake I bought earlier.
12.27
How yummy?
Jensen took a picture of the piece of cake before he ate it as dessert, and then send it to Jared. He hadn't come to half his cake when he got a new text. Reading it, Jensen smiled.
18.51
You bet. Looking forward to seeing you soon.
Jensen took his time to finish the pieces, let the chocolate melt in his mouth and feel how the pheromones were released. He definitely felt better. Much better. He just had to say there was nothing better than tasty, yummy, delicious chocolate. He loved that he didn't need to think of how much he ate. The only problem he could think off he could suffer from was if he would get pimples from the chocolate, but Jensen would have to deal with them later if it turned up.
08.14
275,3
09.10
What did you eat yesterday?
09.14
Nothing special. The scale must have shown the wrong number yesterday. J
09.23
What are your plans for today?
Jensen had to think about what plans he had. It was a Saturday, so he could have had a sleep-in, but he had woken up as usual. He looked out and the weather was promising to be a nice one.
09.39
What would you say some playing around with the pap, when I'm out shopping and eating?
09.45
Sound great.
09.51
Settled then.
~*~*~ The End ~*~*~
Title: Photo's Only For Jared
Fandom/Characters: RP, Jensen Ackels, Jared Padalecki
Rating/Warning: PG-13, chubby!Jensen,
Disclaimer: Everything is totally invented and I do not know or own any of the characters from Supernatural or the actors. I have not written it for earn any money.
Challenge: written first for chubwinchestersSummer bingo 2012, Table post
Prompt: Texting
Word Count: 1497
Beta’s: amor_remanet& faithwithers
Author's Notes: This is set in Preparing For A Role Universe and is sequel to Show For The Camera, which was written for the Summer-bingo 2010.
Bold text is sms (text-messages).
* My Apocalypse - is a Metallica's song from the Album Death Magnetic
Summary: Jared still coach Jensen, and they come to send a lot of text and pictures to each other.
15.06
Pasta with mincemeat sauce, filled with cream and lots of cheese.
15.12
What size portion?
15.15
As large as possible. And I want pictures!!!
Jensen smiled. He and Jared had been texting every day, lately. Every day began with a text of how much Jensen weighed. Then throughout the day, Jared would tell Jensen what he should eat, and Jensen would send him some photos.
They had started this when they couldn't be together and still Jensen needed to keep his weight. After so many months Jensen had come to get used to larger portions and at times he ate a second helping. Years ago, he never would have thought that he'd liked to weigh in at more than 'fit'. But as other things had come up, Jensen had changed his mind.
He made his dinner and took the photo's Jared wanted. Jensen had chosen spaghetti, put it in a soup plate and then covered it with the sauce that was on its way to look white because of all the cream he had used in it. Taking the photo and feeling the aroma from the food made his stomach to rumble. He could have sent the picture before he started, but he was too hungry for that.
17.33
I'm full, and the plate was cleaned.
17.56
Way to go! It looked very delicious. I'll try to call later. J
Jensen took the script he had to read through, so he could decide if he'd accept the role they'd offered. He sat down on his sofa, put the legs up. After a short time he felt how his eyes tried to close, and he gave up reading, putting the manuscript down and laying back. Soon he was asleep.
Buzz, buzz
Jensen stirred, but he decided it wasn't worth waking up for.
Buzz, buzz
Jensen opened his eyes. It took a few seconds for him to adjust to the dull light in the room. For a moment he wondered what had woken him, then he heard the buzzing sound coming from the vibration his cellphone was making.
Catching it, Jensen saw he had received two new text messages and missed a few calls. Not only had he been sleeping, he noticed that he had turned down the sound of the ring tone. Before checking them, he went to his freezer for some ice cream.
With the bowl, he returned to the sofa. The missed calls were from Jared and also one from his mother. He would call them later after taking a new picture.
Leaning back and placing the bowl on his belly Jensen took the photo and then send it to Jared. He checked the message.
18.30
I'm off in half an hour…
19.07
Where are you? Calling.
Jensen was about to hit the call-button when the phone began to vibrate and My Apocalypse started to play.
"Ackles."
"Is it Jensen I'm speaking to?" Jared's voice came through his phone.
Jensen smiled. He could just have said hello or something else as the tune had revealed who was calling.
"Who else would you think it was?" Jensen answered.
"You never know, it could have been Danneel maybe or Misha."
"Bite your… I haven't talked to either for a while and seen them for even longer... So, how's life?"
The ice-cream had disappeared fast, and Jensen put the empty bowl on the table, Jared had comment on the sound of pleasure that had slipped through. They talked until Jensen felt how he needed to take a leak and pay a visit to his refrigerator.
The next morning, Jensen started to take some pictures. This time, he took a few more shots than he usually did, including one where he was only wearing a pair of boxers. The first he was still in bed and he had no chance to hide his body. Especially it concerned his stomach that was soft and clearly showed how unfit he was and it could not flatten out anymore. Next one was when standing, almost naked and if there had been a comparing photo before he had started gaining for the movie, showing he had increased inches around his body. Not by much, but looking at the photo he had just taken, Jensen thought it showed much more. The next photos were from different angels when he wore an old t-shirt that had once fit loosely. Jared had said he had to keep it and try it for showing he was on the right track. Now it was tight and it had a stretched fit over the stomach. A few more pounds it might split in the seams.
He weighted himself, and then checked the last text he'd sent the pictures with his weight. He saw that he had gained a pound and a half. Not much, but enough for keeping his weight. He looked forward to the day when he didn't need to think of the film, but also dreaded deciding what to do next. Jensen wasn't sure if he really wanted to spend months with strict training and slimming. The most offers he got so far were with a fit guy instead of what he was now. His doubt was because he more liked being easy going instead of needing to think all the time on what to eat and do.
07.33
275,5 and some photos for you will follow.
07.56
Thank you. You look awesome. Wish I could be there. Xox
08.05
Me too. You do help me.
Eating his breakfast, Jensen was back to his thoughts for what would happen next. He hadn't picked out a new film yet, as he had guessed that he would need some time between this project and the next one to lose his extra weight. Now he didn't feel so sure if he would go there. He did know that if he decided to do it, it would not be as easy as it might have been a few years ago.
He looked through all of his photos in his cell. Seeing them did show how he changed from the first day of his weight-gaining plan to those he taken today. He had gotten a belly, which some people probably would have mistaken as a beer gut. And sure, he did drink a lot, but it was definitely a belly. He had also filled out in his face and arms. He was chubby, but at his height, he needed to gain a little more weight before he could be called fat. At least, that's what he thought of himself.
Jensen felt low of how things were looked at in 'Hollywood' - how people wanted the models and actors be and what the magazines chose to show. There weren't many that had more weight than he, and at times he looked healthier than those that tried to be a size zero. He knew that he had been in that category too, where he had to think on what to eat and constantly work-out. He hadn't thought much about it before he took the role as Dean Winchester, but as the description of his eating habits and then with his later film project, he had started to think about what the ideals were. That easily made him depressed. He had to admit to himself he felt sad for where the world was. He quickly pushed the thoughts away and he comforted himself with some cake.
12.12
What about a big calzone with extra cheese?
12.22
It is worth considering… yes it will be for dinner and the rest of that yummy cake I bought earlier.
12.27
How yummy?
Jensen took a picture of the piece of cake before he ate it as dessert, and then send it to Jared. He hadn't come to half his cake when he got a new text. Reading it, Jensen smiled.
18.51
You bet. Looking forward to seeing you soon.
Jensen took his time to finish the pieces, let the chocolate melt in his mouth and feel how the pheromones were released. He definitely felt better. Much better. He just had to say there was nothing better than tasty, yummy, delicious chocolate. He loved that he didn't need to think of how much he ate. The only problem he could think off he could suffer from was if he would get pimples from the chocolate, but Jensen would have to deal with them later if it turned up.
08.14
275,3
09.10
What did you eat yesterday?
09.14
Nothing special. The scale must have shown the wrong number yesterday. J
09.23
What are your plans for today?
Jensen had to think about what plans he had. It was a Saturday, so he could have had a sleep-in, but he had woken up as usual. He looked out and the weather was promising to be a nice one.
09.39
What would you say some playing around with the pap, when I'm out shopping and eating?
09.45
Sound great.
09.51
Settled then.
~*~*~ The End ~*~*~