I would just like to make the decendants fandom aware that these photo’s exist.

Ok, so a few weeks ago I went to this bookfair, and look what I found…

It’s almost like a Disney decendants yearbook.And as soon I saw it I was anxiously rooting through it to find anything I could conserning my ship. (aka, Jaylos.) and this is what I found.

Chad, is a homophope. 

Now we can only assume that according to the weather and the end of the Isle of the Lost, our favorite Villian kids appeared in Aurodon half way through the school year meaning that this yearbook was published in their reality after mal stood up to her mom and Aurdrey decided to get along woth mal. 

However, Audrey comments, obviously tye into her feelings in the begining instead of at the end, which brings forth the quetion…what?

Like, was this just a sloopy mistake that nobody bothored to think about or was Audrey lying about her feelings concerning Mal and her friends?




Next on the list.

Chad is still a jerk face.

Jane on the other hand, is startingt o come out of her shell (at least in writting) and posseses a whole lot of sass. Go Jane!




Along with pics from the movie and strange comments, the book also includes biographies of the students, although in this cass, the Villian’s Kid’s Bios look more like something they pulled out from their records when they were originally deciding if they should bring the villian kids over

I mean, Carlos still sounds like he’s scared of dogs, (which wasn’t the case at the end of the movie, so we have to assume this was written BEFORE the contents of the movie. His Bio also outlins how much he spends with Jay to share personal informationwith as well as how abusive and terrible living with Crullea is.

Speakign of Crullea, may I piont out that in 101 Dalmations 2, It was canoon that Cruellea was mentally insane she was seeing a phyciotrist that cut her off from buying furs forcing Cruella to find another outlook of spots-Painting which laster lead to her kidnapping the puppies all over again. 

But serriously. The Isle of the lost,is the land of the leftovers, most kids over there go to bed hungrey and have never tasted sugar. Do you honestly belive that Aurodon would care about the mental stability of Cruella di Vil? NO. This means, that Carlos grew up with a mentally insane person OFF their medication, who grew more violent everyday. That’s harsh.

Jay’s Bio for the most part reflects Carlos’s in the fact it appears he wrote very soon after he arrived at aurodon noting that he’s “drooling from all the fine swag to lift”

However, his list of stuff he’s stolen says otherwise. As I’m sure many of you know in the second descendents book Return to the Isle of the lost, the gang had to go back to the isle to search for their parents’s magical items of evil. Carlos’s mother’s object was her Emerald ring that represented her pride, wealthy and power and shamed others. 

Now, look back at Jay’s list…yep. he couldn’t have stolen the ring on the Isle becasue they wree hidden in the underground tunnels which means, he had to steal it from Carlos after the second book before they all decided to hand over their objects to the museam/council for safe keeping.

So, what was this? another mistake? an added piece of paper Jay inserted after the yearbok was publishe? Does anyone own their own year book or does everyone in the school just share one?




Moving on! Unforchunetly, as wonderfull as Jaylos is, I’m afraid I’m going to be breaking all you’re jaylos shipping hearts when I say this…Jaylos, is NOT going to be canon. EVER. Not in Descendants 2, not in another book, NEVER. and here’s why…

“Carlos is like a little brother to me.” -Jay

You read that right. Jay, is hitting us hard with the ‘I see you as a younger sibling’ cannon ball. Prepare to abandoned ship. 

HOwever! WE all know that carlos might have a small crush on jay as according to The first Book Isle of the lost when Carlos said thought “Jay laughed again ,which made Carlos feel good, though he couldn’t explain why, not even to himself.” So congrats if you stayed on board, you are hearby saillig bnthe S.S. unrequited love ship.

Ok,Ok,Ok, sirriouly thou. Here’s what I don’t get. you guys see the las tpicture where arlos writes how he wsa scared of dogs and then Jane asks “Who’s afraid of dogs?” Like…???? WHAT THE HEACK JANE?!? HE LITTLEALY WORTE  HIS NAME???? HOW ARE YOU CONFUSED???

 idk, but that’s that. we also have another page with thier bromance grcing the pages. (take THAT chad.)

YEA, They’re familly! Which also more serrious because they grew up without strong relationships with their familly. And right now, I’m going to exclude the girls. Jay’s dad wouldn’t even LOOK at him, really. he wouldn’t, nothing Jay ever stole was EVER good enough. And Cruella? Sometimes, I doubt she even knew her own son’s name to be honest. But I guess she showed a little amout of compassion by forcing him to have “henchman” They didn’t have ANY realtionship with their parents. they barley spoke to their parents at all. For them to claim to be familly, is supper important.

Now, wait a minuite. It looks like Audrey has made another appearence in the book, but this time, her attitude toward the two boys is deffenetly different. It’s way more freindly and sounds more like her personality from the end of the movie/ the wicked world serries.




Well, that’s the end of that. Thanks for reading this long post! 


Rated: M

Genre: Smut

Pairing: You/Jay Park

Word Count: 2.1K

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1:24 AM

Originally posted by ksjknj

Rapmon x Reader


Warning: Smut

Word Count:3468

Author: Admin Jay

You heard a loud ruckus in the apartment next to you. You were trying to get some sleep for work tomorrow with BigHit Entertainment. You worked so hard to get the job as an assistant project designer. You were not about to let someone run it for you. Grabbing your robe on your way out of the apartment with your keys in your hand. You banged on the neighbor’s door.

You shout “Hey, keep it down! I’m trying to sleep here”. You banged some more. Your neighbor’s grew quiet. A tall guy opened the door, his blond hair was everywhere. He smiled flashing his dimples at you. You almost got distracted by his handsome looks, you snapped back to reality. “Hey could you keep it down, I’m trying to sleep” you asked politely. “Oh, I’m sorry. We’ll keep quiet” he said. “I’m Namjoon by the way” he continued. “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you”. “I guess you’re our new neighbor” he assumed. You forgot to tie your robe together, he eyed you up and down as your nipples peaked past your t-shirt, he worked his way down to your shorts where they betrayed to cover your thighs. He bit his bottom lip as he undressed you.

Taken by his stare, you hurriedly pulled your robe together and gasped in shock. “Who is it?” Jin asked from the distance. “Our new neighbor” Namjoon shouted back. You heard a stampede rush to the door. There were 6 other guys inside all trying to stand in the doorway to greet you.

“Go back inside, she needs to sleep” Namjoon told everyone. Only one stayed, he was good looking guy as well, “Hello, I’m Jin” he greeted. “Hi” you said shyly.

“But you won’t have to worry about any noise for now on”, Namjoon interrupted. “Ok, thanks” you said and entered your apartment. You threw your robe off and jumped back into bed.

Next morning came, you got dress. As you left the apartment, the guys were rather quiet now. You headed to Bighit. You didn’t know what to expect, you were anxious. You entered the building walked to the front desk. The secretary knew who you were and lead you down the hallway to the conference room. Your supervisor, Mr. Park  briefed you on your position. “You will be working under me, you will be working closely with our idol groups, mostly Bangtan Boys; widely known as BTS. Here is a folder of all the members, read through them at your pace. But you will spend some time interacting with them as well. I will give you a few minutes to review. And they will come in and meet you personally” Mr. Park smiled.

You picked a folder and began to skim through them. These faces look familiar. As you got to the last folder, it read on the sleeve ‘Kim Namjoon’-Rapmonster. As you opened the folder, you saw a photo of him, he was your neighbor.

You drew back slowing trying to keep yourself calm. The door swung open with Namjoon leading the way with the others behind him. He was having a conversation with Jin, he turned his around to find a seat at the table and looked up. He stopped in place as he saw you, everyone did. “It’s her!” Taehyung shouted happily, “Our neighbor is working with us.”Namjoon was left in awe, he quietly sat in his seat and stared at you.

The others sat as well. Mr. Park came in and sat next to you. He looked at them and back at you wondering why was it so quiet. “We know her” Jimin pointed out, “She’s our neighbor.” Your supervisor leaned back in his chair surprised. The boys saw the folders spread throughout the table. “Well, she knows us already” Yoongi observed. You smile shyly.

“She just skimmed through them, I told her she needs to have interaction between you guys” Mr. Park insisted.

“That’s a good idea, I want to know more about her” Namjoon eyed you again making you uncomfortable. “You all will” your supervisor said.

“Any questions for her?” Mr. Park asked. No one raised their hands, you guessed they will leave it when they can actually talk to you. You caught Namjoon staring at you, but diverted his eyes to the clock above you. You smirked to yourself.

“Excited about your upcoming tour?” Mr. Park asked excitingly.

“YESSSSSS. WOOOOOO” They all screamed with Hoseok being the loudest. “Wait, will Y/N come with us?” Namjoon asked him.

Mr. Park lowered his head responded “Sadly, no Y/N won’t.” He continued “However, when she gains enough experience with us. Then she can” he looked over and smiled. “That’s all for now, you boys have a schedule today” Mr. Park announced. They all got up from their seats and bowed to him and waved goodbye to you. As they made their way to the door, Namjoon winked at you. You blushed.

“Follow me” Mr. Park instructed you. You followed closely behind him. There were two vehicles waiting outside. BTS filled the front vehicle and Mr. Park escorted you to the vehicle behind. You got in with Mr. Park behind you. You sat in the car silently observing your surroundings, Mr. Park was taking calls.

Your mind kept flashing back to the moment you met Namjoon. Your body temperature steadily rose from the very thought. You snapped back to reality as the vehicles came to a sudden stop.

All seven guys went inside first, you and Mr. Park followed behind. Namjoon heard your heels clicked against the floor, he turned his head around and winked at you again.

Your eyes widen in shock as he proceeded to bite his bottom lip. You and your supervisor entered the elevator. “We are here to assist them during the photoshoot and find ideas for their next comeback” Mr. Park informed. You nodded and said “Yes, sir”.

The elevator doors opened to a condo space filled with several staff members preparing for the photoshot. Music filled your ears. You heard chaos and laughter from the members as they were making a video. You followed Mr. Park to their dressing room. He immediately opened the door nudged you inside. You entered bumping into Rapmon with his shirt in his hands, you froze.

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” you said. “It’s ok,” Namjoon said putting his shirt on. He was the only one in the room. “What are you doing here?” he asked. “I am to check on everyone see if you needed anything” you responded looking around the room.

“Maybe” he said walking towards you. “Like what?” you asked impatiently. “You” he admitted backing you against the door.

His very presence wasn’t something to dismiss. He was confident. His heated breath stirred your dormant state. “This is not a good time” you advised him. “There may not be an opportunity like this one, let’s make the most of every moment” he implied while snaking his hand around your waist leaning closer to you.

“Yet, you’re my neighbor” you mentioned trying to keep your composure. “Good point” he agreed. “Another time then” he whispered in your ear.

A knock came on door with someone pushing in. “Namjoon-hyung, hurry up. They’re waiting for you” Jungkook said peeking in. You pushed him away letting Jungkook enter. “What’s going on?” he hinted. “Nothing!” you both blurted. Jungkook raised his eyebrow in shock, he didn’t believe you two. “Sure, hyung they are ready for your photoshoot” Jungkook reminded Namjoon as he left the room.

“We’ll continue this another time” Namjoon reassured. You rolled your eyes and replied smartly, “Looking forward to it” leaving Namjoon behind.

“Y/N, join us” Jimin invited you over as you walked past Yoongi lying on the couch. Everyone was eating, you saw Jin chowing down on kimbap. “Woah, slow down” you stressed as he continued to stuff food in his mouth. “It’s so good” he muffled through his food.

You sat between Hoseok and Taehyung. “Hi” Hoseok said smiling at you. “Hi, Hoseok” you said making yourself comfortable. “How are you?” he asked. “I’m doing great, thanks” you replied. “Y/N, let’s take a selfie” Taehyung insisted as turned his camera on. You leaned over and took a photo. “Woooo, you’re so pretty Y/N” Taehyung complimented. “Thank you” you said shyly.

Namjoon walked in and saw you sitting with everyone. He pulled a chair up and joined in with a food in his hand.

Munching his food, he asked randomly, “What made you want to work for BigHit”. “Besides traveling, I figured I could take my talents elsewhere” you answered. He nodded and asked “What talents would that be?”. “You’ll have to find out, but I know it got me this far. Your boss hired me anyway” you concluded.

“Y/N, I need you” Mr. Park called. You hurried over. “Get the rest of the clothes from downstairs so they can do their next set of photos and grab me some coffee next door” He ordered handing you cash. “Grab yourself something too” he smiled.

You gathered the clothes downstairs and entered the elevator as the doors opened Namjoon was waiting for you. You huffed and entered placing the clothing rack between the two of you. It was silent. “So you’re not going to speak?” he asked peeping at you. “Why are you in the elevator with me?” you asked. “Because we’re not going to have much alone time together, if you didn’t know our tour actually starts next week” he explained. “Oh” you spoke. “Look, Y/N. I know we don’t know each other well but I want to” he said. You froze listening intently. You sighed. “Please say something” he whispered. So many thoughts were running through your mind. You had no idea how to handle this all. Your best response was “Let’s see what happens” you reassured. Namjoon lifted his head simultaneously as the elevator came to a stop. You exited the elevator leaving Namjoon with hope.

As their tour approaches, you grew fond of BTS. They were all goofballs, talking to them and spending time with them made you happy. But every time you looked at Namjoon, he always had a disappointed look on his face. You were constantly with Mr. Park assisting him in his schedule.

The morning of their tour came, you found yourself with Mr. Park for day not being able to give them a good bye. The apartment next to you was dead quiet. You missed the screaming and laughing. You missed everyone, you started to count the days adding to almost two and half months.

Endless nights, you spent thinking about Namjoon. You whispered his name just wondering if he thinks of you. You blamed yourself for your very own words “Let’s see what happens” yet you didn’t know what will happen. Maybe he forgot all about you. You lied awake hoping he’ll come for you.

You looked over at your clock, it was 1:24 am.

You heard a knock at the door. You opened the door to find Namjoon waiting for you.

“Namjoon, it’s late. What are you doing here?” you asked allowing him to enter.

“I had to see you.” Namjoon said reaching to hold your hands. He continued “The moment I saw you, I had to have you as mine, I couldn’t stop thinking about you when I was on tour.”. You were speechless. You were attracted to him as well, but you never had an opportunity to act.

He bit his bottom lip seductively undressing you with his eyes. Your body temperature rose as you both drew closer to each other. You both inhaled each other’s breath as he leaned in. Namjoon spoke softly “I was hoping….”.  In that moment, you weren’t going to pass this up. You two had too many chances to be alone, there was no perfect time like now.

Your lips pressed against his. His lips were soft and plump. He couldn’t get enough, his arms swung around your waist pulled you in to deepen the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck. His hands slid down further gripping the curve of your ass. He squeezed making you heave into his lips. He was ready to lose himself. Namjoon couldn’t endure it any longer being away from you.

He didn’t spare a second. He grabbed your hand leading you to your bedroom. He dimmed the lights down. He turned towards you and smoothed his thumb over your lips and kissed your softly this time. He slowly stripped your clothes off leaving you in chills. You were left in your bra and panties . As he pulled your panties off, his hot breath breezed between your pussy lips. You trembled.

He felt the moisture in your panties and smirked “Already wet for me huh?”. You blushed. You laid on your back as he removed his clothes. The very sight of you enticed him, his eyes filled with driven lust. He crawled on top of you to continue where he left off. He groaned in your ear as you felt his throbbing manhood at your warm entrance. But he didn’t enter. You moan at the anticipation of him filling your insides. You started to grind against him. “Someone’s ready” he said in a low husky voice. “All for you, Namjoon” you tempted.

He kissed you and worked his down. Your breast peaked, the only barrier was your bra. You arched your back to get your bra off. “I got it” he assured you as he snapped the clips off with one hand. You were impressed. Your hard nipples extended out ready to receive Namjoon’s eagered tongue. He flicked his tongue across the surface of your nipples teasingly. He sucked your areola swirling his tongue around the peaked nipple as his hand gripped the other. He switch to the other side to proceed. You moaned, loving your nipples sucked. He didn’t suck hard, he did it gently.  

He kissed your temple and moved his way to your thighs where he rubbed his lips against them. He spread your legs a little further and massaged his tongue across your wet pussy lips. You leaned your head back and relaxed letting him have full advantage. His tongue slid your lips apart to enter your pussy. He licked everywhere. It was unbearable. He alternated between your pussy and clit. You grabbed his head to go further in. You grind against his face as his tongue kept working it’s magic. No one has ever made you feel this way before. You didn’t know how to control yourself.

You whimpered as he came to stop and kissed you on your lips. He laid on his back with his hand pumping his pulsating member. Pre-cum seeped from the tip, you leaned over to lick it off as the pre-cum gradually moved down his shaft. You engulfed his dick into your mouth, slowly sucking. You teasingly licked his tip making Namjoon groan loudly. Your mouth warm and moist around his cock. He thrusted his hips upwards, you gagged slightly for your throat to adjust to his hardened length and continued to work down his shaft. “You’re so beautiful.” he moaned touching your hair. You used your hand to pump him simultaneously. As you did so, you moved your mouth back to his tip and passionately swirled around it. He couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Awww, baby girl” Namjoon praised. You kept going faster and faster, your tongue was enticed him to groan louder. You used swallowing motions in your mouth. His thrusts in your mouth became sloppier, he was ready. He came into your mouth, every ounce of his warm liquid squirt inside. You swallowed happily and sucked more. Taking his very soul from dick, he bucked from not having any more for you to swallow.

“Bring that ass here” he commanded patting his thighs. You obeyed and sat on top of him. You leaned down and kissed him on the lips. He enjoyed the sight of you on top, you began to tease him by rubbing your pussy against his dick, causing it regain hardened state. It grew underneath your clit. It felt so good, you moaned. Your pussy was right there, he entered you slowly giving you time to adjust. You gasped as he filled you whole. “Are you ok?” he asked sweetly. “Yes baby, I’m better than ok” you smirked. He took that as a sign and thrusted his hips into you. You rolled your hips in unison with his. You became wetter as his dick throbbed inside you. His pace became steady, you were happy to have his length disappear into you.

Your pussy was sending him in an emotional high. He couldn’t get enough, he pumped harder and faster, your breast bounced from the eruptions of skin smacking against skin. Your hands were on his chest, bracing yourself as you rode him. Each time, your skin smacked his, it was as if you both were on the same page. He knew what you wanted. Waves of euphoria spread throughout your body, You felt a tightness in your abdomen. You wanted to release. “Baby, I’m about to come” you whined huskily.

“I’m not done with you yet” he groaned and stop. He continued, “Get on all fours”. You knew where this was going, you were excited. You got on your hands and knees, you arched your ass up, giving Namjoon a perfect view of your entrance. He kissed your ass and smacked it several times to leave a handprint. It stinged a bit, but you didn’t mind. You were all his and no one else’s. He massaged his cock on pussy lips, sliding his tip in between. You were soaking from his cock. “Please, Namjoon” you pleaded, “Don’t make me wait. I want you inside me” whimpering loudly.

“Here it comes baby girl”, he whispered. He easily slid into you with ease. You widen your legs to let his full length extend into your womb. He leaned over and whispered in your ear “I’m gonna beat that pussy like you never ever felt before.” Your eyes widen in anticipation as he plummeted himself inside your juicy walls gripping your hips like handles. You groaned as he continued, his pace was steady but you wanted more, you started throwing your ass back wanting the full effect. Your cheeks shook from sweaty skin rapidly tapping. You shouted, “Oh my God, yes, baby. It’s yours!” “That pussy mine baby?” he asked smacking your ass numerous times. “Yes, Daddy it’s all yours, only yours. Take it baby!” you shouted some more. Your words gave him ammunition to go faster. From his angle, you looked amazing, the arch of your back lifted your ass higher, your face slightly shoved against the pillows. He leaned over and gripped onto your breast growling in your ear. He lifted his leg up on the bed for a better angle, his hips went faster and faster, you gripped the sheets as your pussy was beaten into oblivion. You began seeing stars, you rolled your eyes back savoring every inch of him. You needed to release, “Baby, I can’t hold it any longer” you whimpered.

“Yes, baby cum for me, I want your juices to flow”, you did so. You came so hard; you cried out, it spilled onto the floor. Blankets of your cum wet his dick making him continue, he was starting to slow down, he was ready. “Ahhhh shit, yes baby” he shouted as he came undone inside you. His warm cum mixed with yours within your wet walls. His cock pulsed slightly making sure every seed was inside. He leaned over you and kissed your shoulder. You let out a slight chuckle. He slid out and collided on the bed next to you.

He pulled you over and massaged your aroused nipples. He was all smiles, he bit his bottom lip seductively and pulled you over into his arms and gave you a gentle kiss.

You both were comfortably quiet enjoying each others company. You were anxious, you broke the silence and spoke “Namjoon?” you said quietly rubbing his cheeks. “Hm” he answered rubbing your thigh. “What if people find out about us?” you asked concernedly. He looked you in eye, “It does matter, if they do. I want you. I need you” as he leaned in for a kiss. He was being sincere. “Let me handle it” he said confidently, “I don’t want this to worry you”. All you could do was nod in agreement. He smiled flashing his dimples. You couldn’t resist his smile. It was one of his most handsome features. He suddenly crawled on top of you.


“Ready for what…?” you asked curiously.

“Round 2”.

I hope everyone enjoyed it. Thank you so much for reading. This was my first time writing for BTS. I hope to get better over time. Right now, we are currently working on Part 4 of HOMEWRECKER so please be on the look out for that as well. Thank you! 

There’s No Concealing It (Happy X Reader)

Good morning afternoon my lovelies! Here’s some Happy fluffies for y’all! <3 

Originally posted by oreilysamcro

Originally posted by livegood-life-

Playlist: Your Number (feat. Fetty Wap) - Ayo Jay

You crossed the border from Nevada into California about an hour and a half ago and found yourself being the only car on the road. You reveled in the fact that you had the road to yourself. It was a beautiful sunny day, not a cloud in sight, and you thanked god you made the decision to take the soft top off of your Jeep. You flew down the two lane highway, the wind rushing through your hair and the music blaring. As you continued forward, you were distracted by the loud roar of motors from around you. You peered in your rear-view and were greeted by a pack of bikers coming round the bend. There had to be at least twenty, maybe even more.  As they neared your vehicle they parted down the middle, into two lines, one line on either side of you. You glanced at them from over your shoulder, through your window. A young man, with blue eyes and shoulder length blond hair nodded at you and you widened your eyes. A smile crept onto your face and you gazed across the car out the other window. There was another man, older this time, with a white beard who gave you an identical nod. You laughed, the noise rising through the air and engulfing you. They were flanking you.

For the next fifteen minutes the two men rode beside you, blocking both sides of the road. You had your own personal escort, to nowhere in particular. The two men who had originally flanked you eventually pulled up, allowing for more of the men to advance. They pulled together a few metres ahead of you, a line of four, forming behind them and then the entire group surrounded you. This time you had a darker complexion man next to the driver’s side, his eyes dark and intriguing. You gave him a bright smile and he seemed taken aback, turning his head back to the front. You checked the passenger side and saw a man with deep scars on his cheeks but his welcoming smile was what drew you in. You smiled back at him, scrunching your nose a bit in excitement. You turned your music down, not wanting to cause any distractions and carried on with the crew.

After another twenty minutes, and many side glances to the man right outside your window, the young blonde one held his hand up in the air and motioned for the group to proceed onward. You frowned a bit, seeing as they were leaving to go on their way. The scarred man reached out and tapped your door, winking a goodbye and rushing forward with a roar of his engine. You turned to the other man and he was holding your gaze. You tilted your head waiting for a smile but instead he nodded. You pouted but gave him a small wave. He pushed forward and you maintained a steady speed as the rest of the men advanced past you, some pausing to greet you with a wave or nod and then continuing on.

Once they’d all passed by you and were turning into tiny spots on the horizon, you blasted your music again but this time you were exponentially more excited. You’d just been escorted a good ways along your journey by a bunch of burly biker men. You thought you’re trip to Los Angeles was going to be uneventful. Being a part of a biker throng was something a little bit more than ordinary. You couldn’t wait to tell your best friend what had happened.


An hour or so later, you glanced at the gas tank meter and noticed that you were starting to run low. You figured now was as good as a time as any to make a pit stop. You’d gas up, buy some snacks and use the rest room before continuing on your trek to LA. You drove along the highway, noticing the ‘Welcome to Charming’ sign. You chuckled at the name of the town, finding it ironic. As you drove through, waiting for the next station or rest stop, you – admittedly – thought to yourself, ‘what a charming little town’. A little ways along, you found a rest stop with a gas station and veered onto the highway off ramp. You slowed down to a snail’s pace and as you pulled around the corner you spotted the same group of Harley’s parked in a few lines. Most of the men were milling around, smokes dangling from their fingers and raucous conversation drifting through the breeze in your direction. You wanted to drive by and see if you could spot your roadside friends but the gas station extension was in the other direction. You veered off towards the pumps and pulled up to the nearest one. You turned the ignition off and pried open your door, jumping down onto the pavement.


He spotted the familiar white Jeep the second it pulled off of the highway. Chibs nudged his shoulder, inclining his head in the direction of the car, having noticed it as well. They both stared as she slowed down, taking notice of their congregation but turning off the other direction towards the gas pumps.

“Up for a walk?” Chibs asked.

Happy shrugged with a quick nod and pushed away from his bike. They walked side by side towards the small convenience store. As they made their way over, they were expecting the woman they’d driven along with to step out of her Jeep but what they weren’t expecting was the body of the girl that jumped out. Chibs let out a low whistle as she jumped down from the driver’s seat. Happy had to stop walking, studying what she was wearing. She was sporting a pair of jean cut-offs, the edges frayed and a grey crop top under a white, grey and red plaid flannel shirt. She had the plaid flannel tied around her middle, allowing her entire stomach to be bare. On her feet she had a plain pair of black and white Chucks. Happy gulped noticing as her chest bounced with her movements. Her cleavage was obvious from the distance they were standing. Her hips were broad while her legs were thick and muscular to support her round bottom. Chibs made another noise of approval and they both sped up from their leisurely pace to a brisk walk.  

By the time they reached her vehicle, she’d already finished pumping and had disappeared into the store to pay. They both peered into the open windows of her car and spotted a large duffle in her backseat, along with a guitar case and an extra pair of shoes and a pair of heels sitting on the floor. It appeared that she was on a road trip somewhere. Happy made his way around the back and examined the license plate.

“Plate says Nevada.” Hap mentioned to Chibs, who had posted himself against the driver’s door and pulled out his pack of smokes.

Chibs nodded, “On a bit of a road trip, then.”

They both agreed with his statement and Happy mirrored his positon. Chibs offered his brother a smoke and they both lit up, waiting for the girl to return.


After you finished paying, with your small bag of snacks and purse in hand, you pushed the glass door open and found two men leaning around the other side of your Jeep. You paused, before making your way over. As you approached them, they both turned their heads in your direction. You recognized them immediately, having been the second pair of bikers to drive next to you on the highway. You stopped a few feet away from them, gracing them with a sweet smile.

“You boys lost?” You questioned in a playful tone.

The one with the scars flicked his cigarette butt, ridding it of its excess ashes and spoke, “No… but we were wondering what a nice girl like you is doing travelling these roads alone?”

You noticed the thick accent right away and had to take a minute to digest what he’d said. You weren’t expecting a foreign accent on a biker but in a way it made him even hotter. You did notice that the other man still hadn’t said anything, so you decided to force him into speaking.

You took a step closer, directing your next question at the other man, “Is that so?”

He raised one eyebrow and nodded, “Yeah.”

His voice was deep and had a profound gravel. You nearly jumped him right then and there. Something about his tone was a turn on. You wanted to hear more. You didn’t care what you had to do, but you were going to make the man talk.

With a simper and a giggle you answered, “Well… if you must know, I’m on a road trip to visit a good friend in LA.”

They both nodded, an identical pout of thoughtfulness on their mouths. You assessed the two men standing across from you. They were both extremely good looking men, behind their tough guy exteriors. You couldn’t help the overwhelming attraction you had to the darker man, though. The voice was already determined, but there was something else. Maybe it was the toothpick in his mouth, or possibly the obvious tattoos down his arms and on his head. You couldn’t pinpoint the reason why but you didn’t really care. He was cute. You bit down on your lip and leaned in, your side lining your car, next to the tanned skin man.

“Some kind of convention?” You nudged your head in the direction of the rest of the bikers.

They both smiled but it was the one you liked that answered, “Something like that.”

He stared down at you, a hunger in his eyes and licked his lips. You pulled your shoulders forward, giving him a private grin. The other man caught onto what was happening and pushed forward.

“I’ll let the boys know you’ll be right back.” The scarred one spoke to his friend. You gazed out at the accented man and he winked, “You have a safe trip, luv.”

“Thank you.” You appreciated the gesture, two fold.

The man who stayed, the one you liked, watched as his fellow biker retreated. Once the other man was far enough away, the one with you turned his body fully in your direction.

“What’s in LA?” He questioned, “A boyfriend?”

You shook your head, “No boyfriend. Home or away.”

He leaned in closer, a hand landing on your hip and tightening, “Good.”

“Have a name?” You pressed your hand into his chest, keeping him a few inches away.

There was a tiny growl in his throat at your touch, “Happy.”

You were prepared to lean right in and kiss his lips but you were both distracted by the loud trilling of a cell phone. You rolled your eyes, realizing it was yours. With an apologetic pout, you pulled your phone from your pocket and answered. You turned away from the cute guy – Happy – as you just learned and informed your best friend where on the route you currently were. 

While you were busy answering questions, Happy got a call to his own phone and judging by his facial expression, needed to leave. Thinking quickly you grabbed a permanent marker and ripped a page out of the notebook in your bag. You handed the materials to him and he took the hint. He scribbled a number down and handed everything back to you. He nodded a farewell and turned around, making his way over to his friends. You tossed all your belongings into the car, finished your conversation with your friend, ended the call and gazed down at the piece of paper Happy left for you. You weren’t in any kind of a rush so you took a minute and programmed his number into your phone.

You gazed up seeing that he hadn’t made it all the way back yet and came up with a brilliant plan. You pressed call on your phone and hopped back down onto the pavement. You trotted after the man, watching his back as he pulled out his phone from his pocket, catching up to him. A broad grin spanned your face as he flipped his phone open.

“Yeah.” He answered.

“I’m going to be gone for a week. After that I’ll be back up this way….” You spoke into the receiver.

When he realized it was you he turned and found you standing right behind him. You hooked your hand with your phone in it around his neck and tugged him forward. You fit his lips against yours, pressing against him hard. His hands reached out and stretched across your lower back. You groaned at the feeling of his hands on you and opened your mouth a little. He took this as his cue to slip his tongue against yours. He tugged you closer, your bodies flush against one another. You tilted your head, rolling your body against his groin. With a heavy breath you pushed away. You both blinked half a dozen times, catching your breaths and staring at one another.

Pushing your hair out of your face you finished your original sentence, “Think you’ll be around? To continue this?”

He grabbed your neck in his calloused hand and crushed his lips against yours. He pulled away as quickly as he came at you and you licked your lips.

“For you little girl… I will be.” He promised.

Welcome To The Park (Part 3 of Blue Collar Kind of Love)

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Summary: Sam invites you to a party. You go, the sex happens, and the next morning things get deep.
Pairing/Characters: Sam/Reader, Dean Winchester, Benny Lafitte, some random brunette you dance with
Word Count: 4954
Warnings: SMUT, implied blowjob, recreational drug use (sheesh, it’s just a little pot), sex on a friggin’ beanbag chair, unsafe safe (wrap those dicks, folks), vaginal sex, a little spanking, dirty talk bc I love writing the stuff, praising, Dean’s a perverted pothead, deep shit at the end bc this excuse for filthy smut needs to have some kind of plot
Author’s Note: Merry Christmas, my little turtle doves! As my gift to you, here’s the next chapter to BCKoL! As always, I hope y’all enjoy it and If you’d like to be added to the tag list for instant updates just shoot me an ask telling me so. Xoxo! -Jay

You awake in a bed that isn’t yours, inside a house that most certainly is not your own. Instead of pristine white sheets, your blanketed by a black and red striped comforter that’s been softened by one too many washes, lying atop navy blue sheets completely nude and a stickiness between your thighs that stands as a reminder of the kind of night you had. You rouse from the bed when the aroma of bacon meets your nose, a lazy, carefree smile tugging at your sleep-swollen lips. You rub at your eyes and attempt to smooth down your bedhead as you guide yourself out of the bedroom, making a quick stop in the bathroom to relieve yourself and clean up a bit before finally venturing into the kitchen.

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Somewhere in Neverland

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Part 19 - Play It Again

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Summary: Jensen Ackles wasn’t looking for love, he had all but given up on finding it. One thing was for sure, he wasn’t expecting to find it in his best friend’s nanny.
Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Word Count: 2,254
Warnings: none, fluff, just pure fluff, surprises
Disclaimer: For the purpose of this story Danneel and JJ don’t exist, you shall see why as you read :)
A/N: SO MUCH FLUFF.  Title comes from In Play It Again by Luke Bryan. Hope you guys enjoy it! Anyway, feedback is super cool :)

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