CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS // REAL PERSON Prompts Post // November 1-15
This post is for ANY AND ALL REAL PERSON PROMPTS. Persons from other fandoms are allowed as long as the main pairing includes one person from the Supernatural cast. Exceptions made for Jared, Jensen, and/or Misha's wives. Reminder: all prompts with people under the age of 18 should be posted to the underage post.
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Sean uncrossed his arms, shrugging one shoulder. "Keeping the family business thriving means more right this second. If it has to be that my eldest daughter starts to hate me, then I know I have a means to repair. But I cannot find a more lucrative business deal then this one with Alpha Ackles."
Vivien shut her eyes, sitting back with a heavy sigh with the slow shake of her regal head. "Oh, Sean, you have no idea what you're asking."
"At this point, Viv, it's a done deal. There will be no 'asking'."
Jeffrey covered his hand over his mouth, swiping down along jaw and chin. He had wished Sean had thought this through better. But he was right about one thing: it would take them a while to convince Vivien that this arranged marriage was their only answer...for now. Jeffrey had been mulling over a second possibility as he had known how much Vivien had been looking forward to her daughter making a true match with her own Alpha. He was already aware of a few Alpha suitors who were in pursuit of the eldest Padalecki female Beta.
Vivien shot out of her chair before anyone could hold her down. "Why did you ask me to come if the decision had already been made?"
Sean knew he would incur his Beta's, as well as his daughter's, but he was an expert now on how to smooth those roads. "I thought it best to let you know ahead of time so you could speak to Jarret." At least he had hoped that Vivien would take the higher road and learn not to use her tendency to vent her continual dislikes of her station inside pack. It was fine when they were alone as mates, pushing him around with her strength and independence as a Beta and first spouse, to often rage at him for such misogynistic and selfish Alpha ways - it's why he had fell in love with her all those years ago, why they were mated, but it was a whole new ball of wax to poison their daughter with such vitriol.
"You mean...convince her to understand that her own father - Lead Alpha - is the only one who knows what is best for her? Breaking a promise he had sworn to years prior?"
"I could've been more ruthless and had her dragged from her bed, carried to the altar with no warning at all."
Vivien swallowed her gasp, then squared her shoulders. "I may have preferred that." She narrowed her gaze on Sean, willing to combat his authority with her own defiance. "You may find that I can be a little more cunning, and ruthless, than you, Alpha. Especially when it concerns my cubs."
With that said, Vivien turned on her sensible heels, walking calmly out of the room, not slamming the door on the two men.
"Well..." Sean heaved a sigh of relief. At least this situation was no longer a burden on his shoulders to tell Vivien any longer. The truth was out. "---that went much as expected."
Jeffrey looked up at his old childhood friend. "It really could've gone better." The urge to follow Vivien was strong, but not too strong to mask as a plain walk to a window along the far wall, hands in his trouser pockets. "Why do you insist on always gaining the upperhand over her when you're not even at odds?" He turned from the glass pane, a furrowed brow marring his features. Even after all these years of coming to know and understand Were culture and pack life, he would've thought that a couple who mated - sounding too much like "soulmates" - wouldn't fall victim to the human side of a married couple having gradually fallen out of love and unable to divorce. It sounded like pure torture to remain linked so deeply and intensely, then have that bond shattered on a daily basis.
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Jeffrey nodded his head in agreement, clearing his clogged throat. God, what he wouldn't give to be out of this office and by Vivien's side. "She's also one of the more tolerant Betas than I've seen in packs. Why would you jeopardize that with Ackles?" He was still unsure Alpha Ackles was a guaranteed bet to success, or that the Were would see worth in Sean or his pack.
"Ackles would be a major coup, JD. If I can win him over, then the next few years--who knows how far Padalecki business will reach."
"You want Dallas that bad?"
"I do, JD...I really, really do."
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Vivien plops down on her vanity benchseat, throwing her earrings on the surface as she stares at her reflection in the three-sided mirror.
God! What a waste! she silently grumbles and begins to apply make-up remover pads to her pale skin. She rubs so hard in some areas she leaves red-raw streaks of flesh.
A light knock sounds on her bedroom door and she thinks it's her maid come to help her undress and take down her long tresses. "Come in!" Vivien beckons as she starts to undo her suit jacket, then rolls her slim shoulders to work out of the tailored material. As she stands from her seating, she shows her back, offering her nape outward. "---help undo this blasted top! I think I'm going to put on my bathing suit and use the hot tub and sauna." She cups her own neck, waiting for those familiar cool hands to work the mock turtleneck's hooks at the collar, then the zipper down the back seam.
"I would love to join you, Viv..." Jeffrey mumbles as he reaches out to unhook the collar, lowering the zipper toggle to then latch onto her upper biceps, hauling her close to his front so he can smell her nape, the hidden hairline and skim his lips over the soft skin.
"---jesus, Jeff...you scared me." Vivien is able to untense her frame and relax as she knows Jeffrey will never truly act-on his baser human needs. He values her and her body too much. She pats his hands on her arms, crossing forearms over her chest. "I could've used you in there." She turns to speak over her shoulder as she downturns her head.
"You forget, Viv--I see all sides so I know that Sean speaks a truth. Ackles Pack would be a major business deal that starts the ball rolling. But--" Jeffrey leans the side of his face against the back of her up-do, his left arm drops to slide around, fitting under her heaving breasts. "---you forget I was here for your pregnancy and eventual birth of your pups. I was there in Sean's place, so the Twins feel like my own."
It had been a harrowing event in the Padalecki household. Vivien missing her due date and becoming uncomfortable in her own skin to being an unbearable mother-to-be to be around, especially for the Alpha who had put her in this predicament. Jeffrey had been the only one who could tolerate her, and he had been the only one around when her pups had desired entrance into this world.
"I know how much you love Jared and Jarret." It's nothing for Vivien to often pet Jeffrey's skin. For such a rough-looking, hard working man, he has the softest skin. "How much you would, and have, sacrificed for them." It's a moot point that Jeffrey mentions this as they both were present.
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Vivien rarely saw Evaline; the younger female not only lived in a different wing of the house, she had a full-time job and still tended to her young cubs, and the various pups from the other mates. Vivien's cubs were full-grown and almost living on their own. Well, Jared was, but Jarret had remained in their old childhood room, happiest when she was allowed to be herself and not Jared's twin sister or Lead Alpha's eldest daughter. Vivien had taken awhile to conceive. As the Omega - the second spouse - carried on having a nice litter with single births, Vivien had only managed one and it had been twins. Jarret had a good cushy position, believing she would one day meet her own Alpha and become a first spouse, just like her mother.
Jeffrey spins Vivien around, cupping her chin. "I hope you meant what you said in there."
"What?"
"About one-upping Sean to show you mean business."
Vivien shakes her head, keeping her eyes downcast. "I need to breathe, Jeff." She breaks away to plop down on the benchseat again. "I only just learned Sean broke his promise to me and Rett. I've yet to--"
Jeffrey quickly shuffles to kneel at Vivien's right side. "And I have, Viv. Just ask me what brilliant plan I've come up with."
"I don't know." Vivien narrows her murky toffee eyes on Jeffrey, unsure why he can look so excited. "You look as if you've already figured out to how to trick him, and save Rett."
"Ask me, Viv...please."
Vivien is a bit entranced by Jeffrey's little boy smirk; it's infectious. "All right--what brilliant plan have you been able to come up with to--?"
"Jared!" Jeffrey lets out in one expel of air.
"But he's--"
"I know where he is." Jeffrey gets up slowly to scoot Vivien over to the opposite end of the long bench as he sits with back facing the vanity, able to watch the change of expressions on her face. "I also know that Ackles's son - this last Alpha of his offspring he plans to mate - prefers not just Omegas, but male ones."
Vivien furrows her brow. "But that's not how an Alpha should be. He cannot choose one sex over another."
Jeffrey leans his left elbow on the edge of the vanity table. "Ackles's second son had been granted a life of freedom since he was in his early 20s, just as Jared was allowed to leave and he, too--this, uh...Jen-sen Ackles has been allowed to carry on as he wishes, while still holding his position as Lead Alpha's second Alpha son." He reaches up to brush wisps of her wayward locks behind an ear lobe, then traces fingertips down the delicately pale flesh of her neck to shoulder niche.
"So, this..." Vivien is used to Jeffrey's attention to her as he talks privately, regardless of invading her personal space. It's so much more than she ever expected of a human, especially one who had known her Alpha for years. "---son - the Alpha - he, too, has to put aside his whole life in order to fulfill his father's wishes?"
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Vivien raises her hand to cup Jeffrey's cheek. "You've always loved her as if she were your daughter, not Sean's."
Jeffrey shuts his lids, leaning his face into the curved palm. "When they were younger, and more fun and precocious as pups maturing, I loved them both equally. But--" He keeps his head bowed in mild shame and guilt. "As Jared grew and became his own entity, and we learned he was an Omega, while Rett was a Beta, I thought we would find good matches for them - true lifemates. Then Jared started shifting toward a higher calling and I couldn't help hurting for Rett and...us." He breathes out the word in one puff, knowing the humid air spreads out over her face as she blinks slow and steady. He knows she gets a little aroused by the way he joins them in certain instances as if they were really mated. "---we were losing him to God and a life of self-sacrifice, not to mention celibacy to the religious sect. I tried not to feel as embittered as Sean had when Jared betrayed the pack life to enter the monastery, to train and study - or whatever he had to do to find inner peace." Jeffrey still isn't certain what Jared had been searching for two years ago.
Vivien's eyes fill with moisture again, her heart re-cracking at the fragile memories of Jared's downward spiral and the harmful manner in which he exited the pack. "I had some idea it would be a young cub's phase, not a true calling. Our pack priest recommended at least one parent not abandon Jared so that he had a touchstone to the secular world. I have tried being that, but his continual silence and his...complete lack of unity to this pack make it very difficult. Quite a few arguments and slammed doors over Jared, between Sean and I."
"---then let this be what heals everyone. Not only the pack but you and Sean, you and Jared...Jared and I, and even possibly, Jared and Rett. If Jared can take the place of his sister, there's no telling the mending of many bridges and the start of more to come."
"I don't even know how to contact him, Jeff."
"Well, I figured that, which is why I've made the moves on my own to take care of that. The monastery is extremely secluded, tucked into the valley of two mountains. There's a village not too far up from them, where most of their correspondences are sent. They also order supplies and use the telephone and Internet at the cafe. He's not been completely isolated, but he no longer communicates with the outside world. Except through letters. So I have sent one, and explained everything to a certain degree."
"Oh, Jeffrey..." Vivien places a hand over her gaping mouth, stuck between shock and amazement. "---the minute he sees your name and address, he will rip it apart and throw it out."
Jeffrey picks up Vivien's hand, turning the palm back out so he can press lips dead center. "An' that is why I have sent other letters to the fellow monks and other religious hierarchy. They do understand that it's very important to resolve issues outside of the Brotherhood before truly giving the 'self' up to a calling. They would like Jared to have no ties to this world before joining the Order."
"How long until he--?" Vivien had often attempted to understand exactly what this "calling" would mean for Jared, but it tended to put her into a state of deep melancholy to comprehend just how much Jared would lose if he went deeper inside the sanctuary.
"He turns 22 this year, Viv. It will be his 3rd year there since leaving home. 23 is around the age they're willing to ordain them in ceremony."
"Oh...my god! We were that close to--" Vivien can't even fathom they had been so close to losing Jared completely.
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"If we have him come home, getting out now, there will be nothing but unlimited ties to this world that keep him from being a 'full' brother in the sect."
"I feel like the worst mother ever." Vivien places a hand flat to her upper chest, feeling her heart break for Jared, especially since it had been something he had such passion for. She knew all about sacrificing "passions" and "desires" for the sake of the pack life.
"Why?"
"I am moving Heaven and Earth to make sure Rett is happy, in love and mated to her true lifemate."
Jeffrey slowly nods in full comprehension. "---an' Jared had already found his happiness--is that what you think?"
"Yes. If this is what Jared had wanted, as his mother, how could I deny him?"
"What if I told you that when Jared left, he still looked unsure that what he was about to do was what he really wanted?"
"Really?" Vivien acts a little relieved that things may have been different than what she had assumed. "He had seemed very ecstatic when the Brothers sent him that letter of acceptance."
"Something happened to Jared--I'm pretty sure it was during one of those heats of his. Eva said he wouldn't let anybody near him. He wanted to get through the fever and fits on his own."
"He's always been a loner. Even growing up, he didn't like me holding him too hard or too close. I sufficed with him turning to his sister, but soon he just pushed her away, as well."
"Eva said he finally let her in to help him, right at the tail-end, when the heat fevers were getting too much for him, and almost over with."
Vivien swallows hard, hating that Evaline possibly had been with Jared through some difficult patches during his heats and had left his own mother in the dust. "I had no idea she had done that for him..." She doesn't know a lot of things about Sean's second spouse - the Omega.
"Neither did I, but I had suspicions once Jared had such a drastic change in character and manner, like he thought singly instead of being part of a pack."
Vivien squeezes Jeffrey's hand. "You still love him despite his abandonment. You never stopped loving him, Jeff."
Jeffrey dips his head in shame. "Okay, maybe I try to be too much like Sean, who can write off Jared as not an option to this mating with Ackles's son. It's a longshot, I know, especially as Jared's been gone for 2yrs, but--"
"You're hoping to appeal to his love for his sister?"
"Yeah, maybe. If we can get him here, to talk to him again - you and I, maybe Rett, too - we all could convince him that he needs to do this for the good of the pack."
Vivien lifts a lone dark eyebrow in doubt, wondering if this brilliant idea of Jeffrey's will only push Jared out of her grasp for good.
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