Description: Just glimpses in to Jughead and Reader’s relationship. Heavily based off of the song “Bad Things” by Camila Cabello and Machine gun Kelly because I’m a total slut for that bop
Warnings: SIN SIN SIN SIN SO MUCH SIN IM A SINNER, Swearing, implied smut, actual descriptive smut like guys this is kinda intense.
I DID IT OKAY I SINNED FOR Y’ALL
(Disclaimer: If you are uncomfortable with Jughead Jones smut then Do.Not.Read. This is literal actual smut intended for the Riverdale Tv Show version of Jughead Jones portrayed by Cole Sprouse, as all my other fics are. If you are offended or do not like this kind of stuff, then just keep scrolling. This is requested by my followers and I won’t deny it or not do it simply because a few other people don’t like it.)
“Am I outta my head, am I outta my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like.”
It was the little things about him that always had me craving him. The veins along his wrists, when his jaw was clenched. The little hints of curls that poked out of his gray beanie, almost as if they were begging to see the light of day. The frame of his body was probably my favorite part. I had never been attracted to buff men, particularly guys like my friend Archie Andrews. He was a whole different story though. He was tall and lean, almost comparing to the body of a track runner, but his body was still toned in all of the right places, and he was certainly strong enough to carry me up my stairs to my bedroom.
Jughead Jones made me think the most sinful things, and I couldn’t ever stop. I’m just lucky that the feeling is mutual.
“Y/n?Did you just hear a thing I said?” My best friend Veronica looked at me expectantly, her eyebrows raised and looking frustrated with me. Truthfully, I hadn’t heard a thing she said. I was too busy focusing my attention on something more…interesting.
Jughead Jones had started out as a friend. That’s how they all did, right? We had four classes together, and mutual friends, so of course, we grew incredibly close over time.Eventually, it became something more
The boy stared back at me, his blue eyes piercing through mine and in to my head, almost reading my thoughts. I saw as he mouthed a simple word “tonight” and I gave him a slight nod, biting my lip in response.
“Sorry V, she’s too focused on her loverboy.” Archie taunted me, passing by us and to his friend, knocking shoulders with him. Jughead blushed slightly, not moving from his position on the lockers, his arms crossed over him. I could fix that.
I strutted over, my hips moving a little more than they usually do. Jughead uncrossed his arms and they immediately went to my waist once I reached him, pulling me in to his body that was still against the lockers. I leaned up, pressing my lips to his quickly before the bell rang.
I broke apart from my boyfriend, my hand sliding down his shirt slowly. I pulled away, winking at him before strutting off. I didn’t even have to turn around to know his eyes were on me, watching my every step.
“No matter what you say,
no matter what you do,
I only wanna do bad things to you.”
Jughead and I had been together for a good six months before we got in to our first fight. He always had his nose shoved in to his laptop, and I got no attention from him anymore, and I was angry. I had waited a while for him to notice, and he never did, so I took matters in to my own hands.
My boyfriend sat at a stool in my kitchen, his hands in his hair and his laptop in front of him, His beanie long forgotten on the counter. If I wasn’t so pissed at him, I might have offered to release some of that tension, but I wasn’t in a giving mood that day.
I slammed the laptop shut, my eyes glaring at him. Jughead looked up at me with a confused look.
“Forsythe, do you remember why I invited you over?” I asked him, my eyebrow cocked while I waited to his answer. His mouth opened slightly, trying to string together something and drawing up a blank. I scoffed, shaking my head and walking away.
“Baby, wait-” Jughead hopped off the stool, following me out of the room.
“Jughead, I asked you to come over because I wanted to spend time with you!! Not so I could watch you on your laptop the whole time! I just want some of you to myself!is that too much?”
“You know how important this novel is to me, y/n-”
“ I know that! But I should be more important!” I shouted. I didn’t care if I sounded selfish. I was pissed.
“ Of course you’re more important! What kind of question is that?!” Jughead looked at me like I was ridiculous and I shook my head.
“Really? Because sometimes it feels like you would choose that book over me if it came down to it.” I crossed my arms, my foot tapping against the hardwood floor. Jughead’s face fell, and the anger on his face was replaced with a sad look.
“That is not true, that is not true at all, I would always choose you.” Jughead closed the gap between us, his arms wrapping around my waist. I pushed him away slightly, my hands on his chest.
“Prove it.” I spoke bravely, my tone of voice becoming different.
Everything happened relatively quickly from there.Jughead’s hands went around my back, lifting me so my legs were wrapped around his waist, and his fingers wrapping around the backs of my thighs. His mouth was on mine and I felt my back hit the wall. Jughead’s lips went to my neck, sucking harshly at the skin until purple bruises adorned it. My hands went to his sweater, almost ripping the fabric just to get it off of him.
“ My room,” I panted, my hands tangled in Jughead’s hair while he sucked harshly at the collarbone peeking out of my tank top. He adjusted my body that was wrapped around his before making his way to the stairs, carrying me up them. I felt my back hit my mattress and Jughead was on top of me, his legs on either side of my waist and his hands already under my shirt. His had already been tossed over a chair in my room.
I flipped us over so I was on top,grinding my lower body in to his. Jughead let out a low groan, his head tilting upwards at the contact. My hands made quick work unbuckling his belt, pulling it off of him quickly and unbuttoning his jeans. Jughead looked at me impressed.
“No matter how many times you do that, I’m still pretty shocked at your skillwork.” Jughead’s arms went behind his head, a smirk now on his face.
“Don’t get too comfortable.” I taunted, my hands going behind my back.
I unclasped my bra, tossing it across my room somewhere. Jughead sat up quickly, his mouth already on my chest, littering my body with hickeys. He flipped us over again so he was in control, and pressed open mouth kisses down my stomach to my hips, his fingers curling under my sweatpants and dragging the waistband down and off of me. My breath hitched in my throat when I felt his lips on my thigh, leaving light little kisses up them until his mouth was over the fabric of my underwear. My back arched off the mattress at the feeling, my fingers gripping the sheets until my knuckles turned white. Jughead hooked two of his digits in to the side of my underwear, pulling them slowly down my thighs.
“Jug… Jug please.” I begged, not really in the mood to take things slow. Jughead pulled the fabric down the rest of my legs, and they went flinging in an unknown direction of the bedroom.Jughead’s head dipped down, and I was breathing intensely, my hands going to his hair and tangling in to the strands, gripping tightly.
“We’re both wild, and the nights young, and you’re my drug.”
Parties weren’t Jughead’s thing, but Cheryl was in fact now a part of our gang, and it was only fair to at least make an appearance. So, on Saturday night, I was getting dressed and ready to go to her party. I wore a simple blue dress a gold belt with a bow around my waist, and some black ankle boots. Veronica and Betty laid on my bed, chatting amongst the two of them while I finished my makeup. I was finishing my lipstick when Archie and Jughead walked in to my door, both of them surprisingly having smiles on their faces.
Jughead made his way towards me immediately, pressing a kiss to my temple and standing behind me, his arms wrapping loosely around my shoulders. I looked at him through my vanity mirror, blowing a kiss at him, and he blushed and rolled his eyes.
“Are you almost ready y/n?” Betty sighed exasperatedly. She say up from the bed, smoothing out her romper, and Veronica wrapped her an arm around her waist, leaning her head against her girlfriends shoulder
“Oh, Bets, let the poor girl take her time. It’s always classier to be fashionably late.” Veronica pressed a kiss to the shell of Betty’s ear and her face went red.
We arrived on time to the party and everyone split up, Betty and Veronica dancing, Archie talking to Valerie, and my back to Jughead’s chest as we sunk in to a corner of the room, to have some privacy. His arms were around my waist, holding my tightly to his body while he pressed kisses to my neck, whispering incredibly sinful things about what he would be doing to me right this minute had we not been at Cheryl’s house.
I know that Jughead would have rather been at my house tonight, cuddled in to each other on my couch watching a movie, or just talking and being in each other’s presence, or even trying out some of the things he had been whispering to me. I felt a little sympathetic for him, but I knew just the way to cheer him up.
I turned around, my hands slipping in to his, and I pulled him towards the middle of the room. An upbeat song was playing and everybody was dancing and jumping around. Jughead huffed, not wanting to go, but I knew he wouldn’t resist if I tried hard enough.
I finally got him to the middle of the room, my hands lacing with his, my back pressed against his chest as my hips swayed back and forth to the music. I could feel Jughead was tense, so I gave him a little incentive by pushing my lower body in to his slightly, and I heard his breath shudder a bit before he was moving his body against mine and his lips were on my neck.
“we should go back to your place."Jughead whispered, his lips brushing against my skin. I tilted my neck so he could have easier access, taking his hands in mine and running them down the sides of my body. With the way his body was moving against mine, and all the things he had been sharing with me earlier, it would be an understatement to say I was worked up. I grabbed his hand again, weaving through the crowds and shouting a goodbye to Betty and Veronica before starting the trek to my house. Jughead and I walked hand in hand, slowing down every once in a while to kiss each other.
"When we get home, you’re in for it.”
“Oh, I know.”
“And you keep me in with those hips, while my teeth sink in those lips, while your body’s giving me life, and you suffocate in my kiss.”
“Fuck, Forsythe.” I hissed, my nails digging in to his back. My hips moved slowly down on to his length, my fingers moving up his back and in to his hair. His hands were wrapped around my body, his lips biting harshly at my shoulder. When I felt my body adjust to him, I rose my hips before sinking back down on to him again.Jughead captured my lips with his, his teeth biting gently in to my bottom lip. We lazily kissed as I moved up and down slowly, my walls tightening around him slightly. Jughead held me as close to his body as he could, our chests pressed together.
I was on cloud 9 every time I was intimate with Jug. Everything about him was breath taking, and he was so beautiful when he was like this: his lips slightly parted, his curly hair matted down and sticking to his forehead, and his body shining from the warmth of our bodies colliding.
I started to move my hips a little faster, grinding down on to Jughead’s hips. Jughead buried his face in to the crook of my neck, and his arms wrapped around me even tighter, if that was possible. I used whatever energy I had left to move my hips faster, bringing Jughead and I both to the edge. I could feel the warmth in the pit of my stomach, warning me that I was close.
“I know, baby.” Jughead began to meet his hips with mine on every thrust, one arm unwrapping from around my body to press the pad of his finger to my clit. I gasped at the sensation, my nails scratching against his back harder.
“Shit, shit, I-I’m-” I cut myself off, not having enough breath to finish my sentence. I felt my stomach tighten and then I was cumming on Jughead’s dick, a quiet moan escaping my lips. I kept thrusting against him, riding out my high while he chases his, soon I was being hit with overstimulation, but I powered through it, bouncing against Jughead as fast as I could.
“Fuck, fuck, shit, I’m gonna-” strings of curse words escaped Jughead’s lips as he flipped us over, pounding in to me as hard as he could. His lips went around on of my nipples, sucking harshly, and his fingers rubbed quickly and forcefully against my clit, drawing out another orgasm from me.
Before I knew it, I was cumming again, this time Jughead following as he came inside me. Jughead’s body collapsed on top of mine, not before pulling out of me slowly. My hands tangled themselves in his hair and his arms went back around my body, his head laying against my chest. I could feel his heart race against my own beating heart, and I looked down at my beautiful boyfriend, as I smiled.He was all mine.
“The way we love, is so unique, and when we touch, I’m shivering.”
I woke up to the light shining from my bedroom window, the rays of sun peeking through my curtains and casting rays of light along the sleeping bodies of Jughead and I. The night before had been our one year anniversary, and he “spent the night”, Which resulted in to this morning, the both of us naked in my bed.
Jughead was already awake, his fingers tracing along my arms.Goosebumps ran along my skin at the feeling of his touch, leaning up to give him a kiss.
“Good morning, sunshine.” Jughead mumbled against my lips. I giggled as his fingers went to my sides, tickling me the slightest bit.
“Good morning, handsome.” I smiled down at him, my eyes practically in the shapes of hearts. I loved this boy to death. He was the most perfect thing I had ever found in this world.
“How are you feeling?” He asked me, his fingers stopping so his arms could wrap around my back. He pulled our bodies tighter together.
“I’m great.” I told him, leaning down to press a kiss to the tip of his nose. Jughead’s face scrunched up slightly and I giggle again, my hands cupping his cheeks.
“I love you, so much. So, so, soso much.” I started pressing kisses all over his face and I felt it scrunch up again before catching my lips with his. Jughead wasn’t a super affectionate person in public, so I loved these moments I had with him, hidden away under my covers, where it was just the two of us.
“And no one has to get it, just you and me.”
“I swear to god, you two are the most sickeningly cute couple in..in… In god knows what!” Veronica threw her hands up dramatically before slamming them down on to the table at the booth. She looked at the two of us, who sat across from each other. Jughead and I didn’t break our eye contact, still looking at each other and smiling brightly.
“Come on, V.It’s cute. They’re cute.” Betty defended, sitting across from her girlfriend.
I know, but look at them! All they do is stare at each other like its the morning after their first time.“ Veronica scoffed before pausing for a second. Her mouth opened in shock before she whispered loudly.
"You guys fucked!” Jughead and I broke apart at that, looking at Veronica with wide eyes. I was about to shake my head when Jughead interrupted.
“We’ve been fucking, V. Catch up.” Ronnie and Betty’s mouth fell open simultaneously at the confidence in Jughead’s voice.He leaned back in the booth and turned his attention back to me, cheekily winking at me. My cheeks grew hot as I looked back at my best friends, mouths still open in shock.
“You guys, you, you’re-” Ronnie stammered, looking back and forth at each other. Jughead and I started laughing at Ronnie’s reaction, and she sputtered.
“I don’t get your relationship. I seriously don’t.” Ronnie slumped in her seat, her chin resting in the palm of her hand.
“Cheer up, V. It’s y/n and Jughead. Nobody gets it except them.” Jughead and I had already tuned out Betty though, our attention going back to each other. Nobody had to understand our relationship, because it wasn’t theirs. It was ours, And it was perfect.
Moana isn’t just a story about what was it is, to an extent, a story of what is. I’m sick of people saying that our culture is dead.
I grew up on a small island off the coast of New Zealand. During school I sung, spoke and danced my culture and after school each day I would train in Māori weaponry and Māori canoe racing. I collected around 50% of my food from the ocean and would bike around the island and drop some off at my friends and families houses and I know I am blessed and lucky to have had this upbringing.
I am also a girl who loves her island and a girl who loves the sea.
We are not a dead culture. We are alive and fighting for our right to learn and teach our ancient ways.
“I didn’t have any money for food, so I searched ‘pizza slideshows’ on YouTube & watched videos of pizza until I fell asleep."
"I searched for 20 minutes to find the burger I’d been eating, so I walked 7 blocks to McDonald’s to get another one before realizing it was in my hand the entire time. I had eaten half of it on the way there."
"My friend and I were playing Mario Cart Racing in Nintendo 64. We finished the race & both got excited because we placed 1st. Turns out, I was watching her screen the whole time & my character on my screen was stuck banging into a wall."
"I cuddled with my warm laundry for 20 minutes."
"I smoked a bowl and began to drive home - an hour away. I developed an intimate bond with the truck in front of me. I felt like it was my mama elephant & I was its baby holding onto its tail. I nearly cried when the truck changed lanes."
"The ticket said, 'Found in a tree; attempted assault on officers; tried to pass as a monkey.’"
"I went to my communications class. The teacher asked me to do a quick introduction speech, so I said 'hi, my name is’, laughed for 2 minutes, apologized, walked out, & immediately dropped the class."
"I asked my mom why she would accuse me of smoking in her house, & she said 'because you’re holding a joint.’"
"I was dancing around in my room to the most upbeat song ever, only to realize it was actually the wind. After deciding Lady Gaga ain’t got shit on the wind, a bird started chirping & I started smiling at the idea of a bird coming in, yelling out "REMIX” & joining in on the song.“
"I watched a bug snapper for an hour by myself, & I screamed "MAN DOWN” whenever a mosquito flew into it.“
"I just held up my headphone to an ant I found because I was listening to techno & thought he might want to rave."
"I got in the shower & realized my socks were still on. Instead of taking them off, I made up a song about having socks on in the shower. It was awesome."
"I was playing a video game where I was riding around on a horse, my friend turned to me & said, 'this is the greatest movie I’ve ever seen.’"
"Our dad came in to check on us. I was sitting on my bed laughing at nothing & when he looked at me, I tried to hide behind my slice of pizza."
To say my grandmother was eccentric is an exercise in gross understatement. Particular to the point of painful, she needed everything done just so, or she would throw impressive fits, and claim she would never speak to the perpetrator again.
Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?
Warnings: slight language
Jungkook was one of the only things on your mind for days. He’d kissed you… and then run off. At the end of the game he’d simply smirked at you, sending a wink your way before slinging an arm around Jimin and laughing as Jimin gloated about their victory.
You sighed, pushing your books into your locker. It was Friday and all you wanted to do was call Taehyung and have him bring snacks over to your house for a movie night.
You pushed your locker closed and jumped back at the figure that had been standing behind the door, blocked from your view.
“What the hell! Jungkook you can’t do shit like that,” you said, placing a hand over your heart as you looked at him.
Things that Tom do that lowkey (or not so low) turn you on even if he doesn't know part. 2
a/n: well… some people asked me for this
again I didn’t checked grammatical mistakes
and I still don’t know what I’m doing with my life besides sin
• okay but Tom in glasses
• everytime he does the “save the last dance” lean in order to pay more attention to what you’re talking
• when he braces against the doorframe making you appreciate his fucking amazing arms
• when he laughs and looks down AND THEN LOOKS BACK UP AT YOU
• when he’s kissing you and put one hand on your check and other in the back of your neck
• he walking around the house just with sweatpants
• that’s not exactly sexy and not exactly turn you on but Tom with kids and babies would let you thinking things like “We should get married now and make 100 of those”
• arching one eyebrow
• when Tom is driving he’d would let one hand at the wheel and the other on your thigh and that’s so sexy
• after leaving the pool he’d pass his hand on his hair bc he forgot the towel but fuck how can something so simple let you so horny?
• his face when he’s getting a blowjob
• everytime he moans or groan your name you’d be like 1000x more wet
• that look he gives at you when you’re doing something that he finds sexy like only using his t-shirt and panties or the way your wet hair sticks at your skin after a shower
• Tom discreetly would grab or slap your ass in public and you’d lose your shit
• actually Tom would tease you in public in all ways he could when
• what turn you on it’s not exactly the way his hands move on your thighs under the table or how his fingers stroking inside you but the fear of being caught
• AND THE SMIRK THAT ROTTEN CUNT WOULD GIVE EVERYTIME YOU TRY TO HOLD A MOAN DEFINITELY WOULD NOT HELP YOU
• after he’s done with provoking you he’d lead his fingers to his mouth just feel your taste
• and now you’re guys going to have a super intense sex when you got home
• and the little smile he gives your after sex would make you ready for the second row instantly
• but now it’s serious
• everytime Tom looks at you with desire would totally turn you on
• the way he put you in his lap
• this would make you thigh riding him tho and after you cum he’d be so cocky bc c'mon he just made you hit your orgasm with his thigh
• Tom knows how much you love to receive nudes especially if he’s away bc of his work
• occasionally he’d send you videos of him touching himself and cuming moaning your name
• that’s for sure you leave super wet but also super flustered oh boy… when he come back home would be hours and hours of the most passionate sex
• his perfume
• when he holds your hands on the top of your head during the sex
• just… Tom
Idk if I’m really taking requests but apparently I’m
Let’s find out together of what I’m capable of and how far my list of sins can get
Request:I would like to request an imagine where y/n is Tony’s best friend there very close but Jeff has a crush on y/n so one day in gym class Jeff talks to tony about y/n when y/n talks to Clay cause there good friends too . So tony gives good wording about Jeff then he leaves them alone in a group in gym class they bond and he walks her home spending time in his house and while they were talking somehow they ended up cuddling and he asks her out.
“You look ridiculous in those shorts”
“Shut up Tony, your smaller than me so you have no say so in my gym clothes.”
He puts his hands over his heart and fake cries “Ouch y/n, way to burst a mans ego”
I playfully push him as we walk into the gym. There are a few guys playing basketball and volleyball, girls walking around the gym talking, some girls practicing their cheer routine, and other people just sitting on the bleachers. That’s what me and Tony do until gym class start in 10 minutes.
“You’re still driving me home right?”
“Yeah, cause after I have to take it to the shop and it’s right by you.”
I roll my eyes, “You and that damn mustang” I laugh.
“You can never take a car to serious miss.”
“Yeah whatever auto boy”
“Don’t ever say that again please”
We both laugh and start talking about the game next week. As we are talking, Tony’s friend Jeff comes and sit down next to us.I don’t know much about him, but I know he’s close to Clay and Tony. I know he’s surprisingly not an ass like the other jocks.
“Hey what’s up Tony”. They do their ‘boy’ handshake and then he glances at me and smiles.
“Hey y/n” I looked at him surprised. I didn’t even know he knew me. We aren’t what you call, in the same ‘popularity range’ not that he seemed to care. As I looked at him I never realized how cute he was up close. That sounded kind of creepy.
“Hey Jeff” I smile.
“What are you guys up to?”
“Nothing we were just talking about the game next Friday”
“Oh, well thanks to Clay I can play” he smiles at me. I look away, not wanting him to see me obviously blushing at his look.
As soon as he said that, we heard a thud on the gym floor. We look and see Clay laying on the floor holding his head. Of course, leave it to Clay to get hit with a ball.
“Oh Jensen” I whisper. “I’ll be right back guys, I need to give Clay tips on catching the ball with his hands and not his head.”
As I bounce down the bleachers, I here the guys laughing at my statement. I jog to Clay and help him up.
“I fucking hate gym” he whispers.
“I’m sure gym hates you too” I laugh.
“It’s that obvious huh?”
“Very much so” I laugh.
“What are you guys talking about up there?”
I look back up to the bleachers and see Jeff quickly snap his head back towards Tony as they continue their conversation. He was looking at me. I smile to myself.
“Hello,earth to y/l/n”
“Sorry, just school stuff, come up and sit with us unless you want these balls to keep kicking your ass.”
He rolls his eyes, but starts walking towards the bleacher, knowing I’m right. When we get there Jeff is red and Tony is just staring at me. We all start talking and laughing. Jeff is in the middle of talking to Clay about his sad love life when Tony turns to me.
“Hey y/n um.. I’m not gonna be able to drive you home today.”
“What the hell Tony why? you know I don’t like walking alone”
“Well because, my buddy Jeff is gonna walk you home.”
When he said that, I saw Jeff staring at me, looking somewhat anxious for my reaction. I choose to react coolly although my girly insides were screaming.
“Oh come on y/n/n I honestly think Jeff is pretty good company. You’ll like him.”
I know there was more meaning behind what he said but I didn’t say anything. I look towards Jeff and a still oblivious Clay still rambling about Hannah and smile.
“Okay, yeah why not.”
Me and Jeff walk together in silence side by side while my hands are on my book bag and his in his front pocket. It’s so silent it’s almost laughable. I decide to break the silence, but so did he.
We laugh and he looks down at me.
“Sorry you first.” With his eyes still on me I continue.
“So did Tony really blow me off, or was it his lame excuse to get us to walk together?”
“I’m the guilty one. I wanted to get to know you and wanted us to be alone.”
I look away to hide my goofy smile and pull my hair behind my ear. I start to smell that dampy air and know rain is about to come.
“Well that’s honest of you.”
“Why thank you miss.”
He brings up the dance and ask if I was going with anyone. When I was about to say no, it started pouring down out of nowhere.
“Shit, its coming down hard!”
I use my sweater to cover my hair, but I can already feel myself getting soaked and my house is still about 6 blocks away.
“My house is right around the corner if you want to wait for it to settle down!” he yells over the rain. I think about it and its better than getting even more soaked.
We jog to his house, and I sigh in relieve when we enter the warm house.
“My parents aren’t home if that’s okay.”
“Yeah that’s fine.” I stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. He noticed and spoke up.
“Um if you want, we can chill in the living room and watch tv until we dry off so I can continue walking you home.”
“Yeah sure.” I smile. We sit on the couch and Jeff gets a blanket for us to share and to warm up. He turns on Family Guy and we start laughing immediately. I didn’t even realize how close together we became after the second episode. I was leaning into his shoulder with his arm around me and our legs were tangled together on his coffee table. I didn’t know if he realized but I know one thing. I hope we stay like this. I snuggle closer into him and he looks at me.
“I have been wanting to ask you something” he seemed anxious again.
“So ask me.”
“Will you go out with me?”
I don’t even have to think to know my answer.
“Yes” I smile and Jeff breathes out the breath he was holding in and smiles with me.
“Thank god” and he pushes me in closer and smashes his lips on mine.
Seokjin - The PREPARED dad Jin visits all the seminars and courses for parents-to-be with you. He is always fully prepared, no matter where you are, 24/7. You think you forgot the bottle? Jin’s got your back. Spending time with your kid is the most amazing thing for him.
Yoongi - The IN-CONTROL dad He takes care of your child without breaking a sweat. The kid will always stop crying whenever he picks them up. No one knows how he does it. Probably magic… Yoongi enjoys taking care of your child so much, you can always rely on him.
Namjoon - The “PLEASE DON’T TELL Y/N” dad He claims that he’s in control but has no idea what he is doing 24/7. He actually breaks more stuff than the child but he tries his best and it’s very endearing. Also makes sure that his kid gets proper education. Sometimes you come home and find him crying and the kid idly playing. “What happened, Namjoon?” “I dropped a book on my toe.” “I swear I am raising two children.”
Hoseok - The MESEMRISED dad Reenacts the lion king scene at least once a day. “HAVE YOU MET MY BABY? I MADE THEM!” Has 20.000+ pictures of your child on his phone and is very eager to show them off. He likes to dance around the house with your baby in his arms and sings for them every night.
Jimin - The SOFT dad Jimin became a full time dad when he first layed eyes on his child. He spends a lot of time playing and caring for them and he likes to be the one to carry the around. He tends to falls asleep with the kid on his chest because of that and it’s the cutest thing ever. He is also very excited for them to get older, so he can teach them all kinds of cool stuff.
Taehyung - The BORN DAD Has three kids strapped onto him at all times. Only two of them are yours. Tae’s like a magnet, every child loves him. He somehow gets never tired and loves spending time with them. They are also all clothed in Gucci He spoils them way too much, sometimes you have to stop him from ordering even more expensive clothes (because you’re running out of space).
Jungkook - The OVERWHELMED dad Starts tearing up randomly. “They are so FRAGILE, we have to PROTECT them.” Loves the kid so much but is also afraid he will drop it and hurt them somehow. Looks to you whenever he’s having trouble being a dad. you have to show him the ropes at first but once he get’s the hang of things he will spend a lot of time with your kid. He is also extremely proud of your kid.
Take a note this my opinion I don’t force any one to believe with what I said in here so plz don’t take seriously :
First one is : butterfly have u guys notice that Km is the butterfly and the members are thier wings? At like a butterfly….
So km represent 2 butterfly standing back to back and the members dancing around them
In the part :
Will you stay by my side
Will you promise me
If I let go of your hand, you’ll fly away and break
I’m scared scared scared of that
I search about what is butterfly symbol in Korea it’s said : good luck in marriage, pair love, energy of ying Yang, long life , undying love between lovers
second : House of cards
The fact that song was written in Osaka
Km part :
Right now, in front of my eyes, everything without you
Is a terribly pitch-black darkness
I say it like a habit
We won’t work in the end
Even so, I keep hoping
As long as I’m with you in the end as well, I’m okay
Slow down the time
Please stay for a little more oh
Please Baby Calm down
Just a little more
The last : lie
After jm short film a few days later JK post a recommend song called beautiful lies
The song about lovers suffering
Cover my eyes with your hands
Just pretend we’re better
Turn out the light
There are no more surprises to come
Let’s be numb together
The world’s so fast and nothing lasts
Let’s save it while we can
Do u guys see the connection between this song with butterfly + house of cards?
Is that They want to be together for ever that why they want to stop the time in both song and they know their relationship might not last forever because of their culture
“The world’s so fast and nothing lasts
Let’s save it while we can”
The matter is now so let’s save our memories together and not think about the future
JK pause on lyric
“ I see the child in your eyes ”
Find me when I was innocent
Is like JK answer to him no matter what have u done I will always see u innocent
What does JK think about jm ?
JK: the tiny hyung of my life
So what is the thing that jm done?
Here is my analysis about lie in lie jm bite the apple right? U know the story of Adam + his wife on jm short film they showed a card with eva named right Eva it’s Eve “ hawa” and didn’t she broke the rules by betting the apple? Then she + Adam got check out from the heaven , will jm represent her and have u guys notice that on JK short film when he was watching the paint u can hear like something drop on the water will that is the sound of the apple droping from jm short film and the forest in JK was red on jm blue on Eve story when she bite the apple the sky went from blue to red because the God is mad at her that’s why I told you guys their is a similar things between them
Now let’s go back to the song beautiful lies so JK stop at 1:23 I have notice many time he stop at 1:23 on some of his recommend songs so I search about it and Its said
123 is the secret way I love you in text or chat
+ plus JK have stop doing recommend songs after the fans notice that when jm post a video of his face JK immediately post a screen shot of the lyric without playing the song which those song is related to jm, if It wasn’t he wouldn’t stop doing it
Note : don’t repost it
A/N: i wasn’t too sure about writing or posting this at first, but after thinking it over multiple times, i decided to just do it. thankyou so much to my baby @dylanobsessed for encouraging me that this was a good. i hope that by putting this out to you guys in such a way, will make you more aware of someone’s true intentions with you.
Parties had never been my thing. The idea of being almost suffocated by intoxicated bodies never really tickled my fancy. But, this was Lydia’s party and God knows she’d have my head on a stick if I didn’t attend. It was only an hour in, and I had already drunk more than intended.
You see, I hardly drink. Being seventeen and best friends with the “popular girl” would make you believe that I party and drink all the time. But I don’t. However, when I do occasionally drink, you’d think I was a forty year old alcoholic who’s husband and kids just left with his secretary.
You were scrubbing down the tables at Patsy as the dinner rush had finally ended and just as you’d got to your last table you felt someone slowly rub against your back "Oh sorry.” You heard Lip say softly causing you to roll your eyes. He always did little things like this to get your attention by you knew better than to fall into his little games. “Phillip, I will file you for sexual harassment.” You said laughing leaning against the table watching him clean the floor “Why? Don’t act like you don’t like my attention.” He said standing in front of you leaning on the mops handle winking at you “Yeah keep telling yourself that Gallagher.” You said walking away from him and into the back where Sierra was standing with her arms crossed and leg shaking, her relationship with Lip was no secret but you never were one for work gossip. “Can I help you Sierra?” You asked looking at her stance.
“Yeah. What the hell is with your flirting with Lip? He’s off limits.” She snapped at you, if only she knew you didn’t give a shit about anything she had to say “Look, Sierra, if he’s your man control him. I have no interest in him, so relax. Because you’re barking up the wrong tree, don’t forget your son still needs a mother who is in one piece.” You said bumping past her, you were now livid. You come to work to do just that, work not to be caught in a dysfunctional love triangle, you sighed changing out of your uniform just as you were ready to leave you heard Sierra and Lip auguring causing you to roll your eyes and sigh in defeat because if Sierra wasn’t ready to go none of us were “Fuck me man.” You said softly to yourself walking out to try and go home “Do you want her Lip?” You heard Sierra say “What the hell is your problem? We aren’t together, never were. You told me that shit yourself, so why the hell are you acting like this.” You heard Lip say as you sat at the bar stool out of view from them.
“Look if you want to fuck that little whore don’t think you’re coming back to fuck me.” You heard her say and now you were beyond livid just as you were about to defend yourself Lip beat you to it “Watch your fucking mouth. (Y/N) is the kindest person I know, she’s selfless, beautiful and intelligent. She’s is the farthest thing from being a whore, I bet she’s slept with 2 people compared to the 20 you’ve had in your bed. Now let us out so we can go home and I don’t have to hear your shit.” He said slamming his fist on the table “Whatever.” Sierra said unlocking the door watching Lip walk out, you slowly followed not making a sound as Sierra turned her back. You chased after Lip to thank him.
“Yo Phillip Ronan Gallagher! Wait up!” You yelled trying to get his attention, which you succeeded doing yelling out his full name “What’s up.” He said lighting a cigarette in his mouth which you took out as you kissed his cheek. “I wanted to say thank you for defending me back there, it was sweet of you. But don’t think you’re getting anything from me.” You said smiling as you placed the cigarette between his lips carefully.
“You wouldn’t be the girl I knew if you did. Let me walk you home and show you how much of a gentleman I can be.” He said wrapping his jacket around you causing you to laugh “Okay there, let’s not get ahead of yourself Phillip.” You said popping the “P”. “Only you can get away with calling me my first and full name.” He said wrapping his arm around your shoulder.
“Oh I’m so special.” You said leaning your head on his chest as you walked together “You sure are.” He said softly as you both continued to walk in silence.
You walked into the club not knowing what to expect, and then you saw him. Dancing around on the pole in nothing but speedo looking underwear, your jaw nearly hit the floor watching him until his little routine was over. You then moved over to the bar area to order a drink, without getting ID'ed as you’d expected considering Ian was working here. Underaged. “What’s a pretty thing like you doing here?” You heard the bartender ask sliding your drink towards you “You see the guys with the red hair. He’s what I’m doing here.” You said scoffing as your watched some random guy put money down his underwear “Well I hate to break it to you, but he’s gay and a fine girl like yourself can find a fine man.” He said slyly “Oh like who? You? Give me a break. I know he’s gay, that’s not why I’m here.” You said snapping at the bartender who grabbed your wrist while you tried to walk away “Don’t be so cruel baby.” He said kissing your hand as your tried to break free of his grasp.
“Yo. Fuck off, I know damn well she didn’t ask for your attention.” Ian said grabbing your arm pulling you towards him breaking the bartenders hold. “Well I know she doesn’t need your gay asses attention.” He said sneering “Well this girl just so happens to be the only girl I’d turn straight for, so as I said before Fuck off or you won’t like the consequences.” Ian said lowly and you exactly what was happening to him. “Ian come on screw him, let’s go.” You said pushing his chest softly to move away from the bartender, you successfully got Ian to walk away and as you were walking he placed his hand on your ass and flipped off the bartender causing you to laugh. “I would have to say Gallagher gay or not you are a jealous little fire.” You said laughing as you exited the club “Only for my best friend.” He said smiling which caused you to punch his chest “What the hell?” He asked looking at you with wide eyes.
“What the fuck are you doing dancing ! We talked about this shit! You lied to me!” You yelled throwing a sweater and sweats at him from your bag. You watched him get changed and give you his sad eyes “Yeah. No. Not working, you are in the dog house.” You said wrapping your hand around his waist as if nothing happened “I love you (Y/N).” He sang causing you to roll your eyes “Yeah, yeah Gallagher. I love you too bitch.” You said causing you both to laugh as you walked home.
Carl Francis Gallagher:
Prom Night. The night of your teen years that you will never forget, the cliche where that night will be the night you will tells the greatest, craziest stories about your adventures. The dress, hair, makeup, and your date but the only problem you had during your prom experience was getting a date last minute. You planned on going with your best friend Carl but last minute he dropped his promise and told you he was going with his ex Dominique, hearing him say that stung a bit in your heart because you felt like no matter who it was you would always come second place in his heart but as a best friend you smiled and told him that he would be most likely to be prom king. “(Y/N), I got your back hon.” you felt a hand on your back, smiling over at your cousin Caleb who agreed to go to prom after Carl said no. “We’re here.. Ready for this?” he said looking over at the school gymnasium that was now flooding with lights.
You nod getting out of the car trying to stay focused on enjoying your “special” night but the only way the night could be something you’d never forget is if Carl had actually came with you and not cheating ass Dominique. You and Caleb walked into the gymnasium and looked around, music, kids grinding on each other, sweat, and bad decisions filled the room and you slowly began to even regret showing up at all but then you saw him. He was standing across from you with his arm around Dominique laughing at something she had said, you smiled looking at the happiness in his eyes and you didn’t want to bother him tonight because he obviously had his reasons for being Dominique and not you. “May I have this dance?” Caleb said holding out his hand laughing as you gladly accepted it “I would be insulted if you didn’t ask.” you said as a slow dance began to play and you started to dance at an acceptable space for relatives only as you began to dance you noticed a pair of eyes watching you, his eyes, they were cold and hurt and before you could mouthed anything to him he had walked out in a fit “Let him go. I’ll go and talk to him okay, cuz.” Caleb said kissing your forehead.
“Yo Gallagher! What’s your problem? It’s prom you should be enjoying yourself not sulking out here.” Caleb said walking slowly towards Carl who was leaning against a locker “And who the hell do you think you are? How do you know (Y/N)? I know you’re not her boyfriend.” Carl spat out looking over at Caleb you laughed “If I was it would still be none of your business, seeing as you dropped her last minute to be with your cheatin ass ex, so don’t bother pry into (Y/N) business. Cause if you gave a shit about her you wouldn’t have thrown her to the side.” Caleb said now towering over Carl, full of rage. “Caleb! Carl! What the hell!” you yelled running over to the boys pushing them away from each other “Caleb you said you were going to talk to him, not fight him.” you said looking over at Caleb “Yo, you sent this jackass to talk to me. Fuck do you think I am? Your bitch?” Carl said scoffing behind you causing you to slap him across his face. “Caleb get the car started I’ll be right there.” you said your eyes full on Carl,waiting for Caleb to walk down the hallway.
“Carl Francis Fucking Gallagher. Watch who you spent to with your ‘White Boy Carl’ attitude because you know very well that I hate when you do that shit. You want to ditch me for your cheating ass ex that’s cool. You want to fight my COUSIN that’s cool. But you WILL NOT disrespect me in any way, just because I love you doesn’t mean I’ll allow you to disrespect me. Maybe you and Dom really do deserve each other. So you know what Gallagher? Fuck off. Consider this friendship over.” you said stomping off to the car nearly reaching the front door when you felt the cold locker against your open back “You will not walk away from me. (Y/N).. I’ve had so many people taken from me.. but you… you can’t walk away from me.” Carl said softly laying his head in the crook of your neck “You just can’t be with anyone else.. You can only be with me.. (Y/N) you’re mine, you know it, i know it, the school knows it.. I can’t lose you.” he said kissing your cheek softly.
“Then calm the hell down Gal-” you were cut off with Carl’s lips covering your own with a soft kiss “Call me baby, just once before you leave.” he said softly in your ear “It’s time for me to go home baby..” you said quietly looking into his eyes “I have a better idea.. Pizza and movies at my house?” he asked loosing his tie “That sounds lovely.” you said holding his hand as you guys made your way to Caleb’s car “You think kids nowadays would get together easier.” Caleb said as you both sat in the backseat of his car fixing his rearview mirrors “No hard feelings Gallagher? (Y/N) said you were a stubborn kid.” Caleb said with his eyes on the road as Carl began to kiss you neck quietly “Nah, we’re cool.” he said winking at you as you smiled. He wrapped you in his arms pulling you closer to him “It’s a good night so far, but pizza is going to make it SO much better.” he said smiling widely “And taking this crap off.” you said gesturing to your dress “I can help you with that.” Carl whispered in your ear.
“Yeah, in your fucking dreams.” you said laying your head on his shoulders smiling, as the remaining ride was silent, it was a night you truly wouldn’t forget after all.
Derek swears someone is using his pool. He doesn’t have evidence, but things look slightly out of place when he gets back from his business trip. It isn’t really that noticeable and when he had Cora check on his place a few days ago, she said everything looked normal.
It’s really just a feeling. A feeling that someone is using his pool.
With a sigh, he shakes it off. It’s nothing, nothing substantial at least. He grabs his briefcase and suitcase and leaves the house for his business trip. It is always a drag going across the country to New York to deal with corporate. He has to put on his best suit and pack his other good suits, and then he has to somehow manage not to get too wrinkled on the plane on the way there, and it is a long flight from California to New York.
But this is what he chose to do. This is what he got his business degree for. He owns a bakery and now there is a corporation for it to make more bakeries, and really, he didn’t think his bakery would get this far. There are investors and CEOs to talk to now. He hates talking to people.
"Yuuri, when he means business, is almost frightening to be around" - about Yuuri skating.
When Katsuki comes to St Petersburg, Yakov doesn’t think much of it.
He screams at Vitya, nonetheless, because he must be out of his mind to think he can coach and compete at the same time. He doesn’t tell him that in the privacy of his head, he thinks that if someone could do it, it would be him. That’s not necessary. Vitya already knows.
He prepares himself to coach another head, either way, and gazes seriously at Katsuki’s movements, evaluating.
The boy is undeniably good. A little rough at the edges, nerves frazzled, but good.
With a little regret, Yakov thinks he’ll have to start polishing his english again. But Katsuki speaks russian. Accented, but precise, he addresses the world with concentrated eyes and a blush on the bridge of his nose. (When asked, he tells him nervously that he’s taken online classes to learn russian since he was fourteen, and glances at Vitya like that’s something to do with him. Vitya smiles, squeals and tackles him to the ground, like that’s the most heartfelt love declaration he could receive. Later, Yakov learns that it is.)
DISCLAIMER: I legit need answers actually hahaha, if you can comment that’d be great because MY CURIOSITY NEEDS TO BE QUENCHEDDD
ISFJ - how do I adjust your preprogrammed cookie instructions so that I don’t die from coronary heart disease after eating all your cookies? That stick of butter y'all put into them got my arteries going like @.@ - can I have some more cookies pls? I ate all 12 of them in one sitting - how often would you like to set your ‘it’s normal to feel insecure’ reminder?
INFJ - will you come with me to this party 3 weeks from now? I promise to never leave your side and I heard there will be pets there (my attempt at bribery) - how do you have the best hugs? what is your secret?!?!?!? I MUST KNOWWW - how are all of you so uniquely artistic? Every INFJ I know does some kind of knitting, oil painting, guitar playing on the side and THEY’RE EXTREMELY GOOD AT WHAT THEY DOO
ISFP - How do animals know to approach you for your mystical blessing (i.e. legendary head rub that makes all the animals kneel before you in praise)? - y'all have such colourful outfits! Can you share your wardrobe with me? - is there a cap on the number of art forms you dabble in or is it more like all ISFPs gets at least one?
ESFJ - can I come with you to Thursday’s yoga class? I don’t have a matching yoga mat, but I’ll bring you that soy drink that you’ve been wanting to try - how is your social media game so on point? TEACH MEH YOUR WAYSSS - do you ever randomly forget someone’s name while talking to them? Because that happens to me wayyyy more than it should
INFP - is there a daily tears limit or is it more like a you must meet a certain quota by the end of the month? - how many years are you granted Special Snowflake status? Or do you renew it every 5 years or something? - do y'all come out of the womb knowing how to make flower crowns or what? THEY’RE TOO PRETTY TO EXIST HOWWW??!?!?!
INTJ - on a scale from 1 (“I never do this”) to 10 (“what does it feel like to not do this?”), how often do you think about world domination? - is it possible to like puzzles but also suck really badly at them? Because that’s me T__T - how often do you wonder about whether or not you messed up a social interaction? how often is too often? oh crap, my INTJ just lagged a little bit, DON’T BLUE SCREEEN NOOOOOOOOOO
ISTJ - Are y'all anti-change or just pro-routine? because there’s a difference apparently *eyes ENTJ* - HELPPPP my ISTJ is stuck in a loop/routine!! Is this normal? - From all the mbti types, pick one to clean your house according to your instructions, one to walk your dog, and one who’s house might collapse into itself from the hoarding unless you intervene
ISTP - where are y'all at? I don’t know enough ISTPs - did you have fun last Friday night? 😉 - how do all of you have this sexy smouldering thing going on?!?! I CAN’T NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH ALL OF YOUUUU
INTP - how many hours did you sleep last night? Aim for 8 next time 🙂 - list me your 5 most recent wiki page visits .. I need stuff to do … and researching about a random obscure science thing sounds like a fun Tuesday - are the science functions pre-installed or is it only calculus that’s pre-installed? How do I upgrade these functions?
ESTJ: - Of all the mbti types, pick one to be your employee, your significant other, and your child - HOW MANY SUITS DO YOU OWN?!?! Can you lend me one? - describe your ideal workplace environment (are you turned on by this question?)
ENTJ: - do you get an adrenaline rush when you bulldoze during an argument? because I totally feel that - what does an ENTJ mating ritual look like? (i.e. how do you act around your crush? or no diff because can’t run StrongFeelings.exe?) - I think my ENTJ is broken, it keeps running IsolationMode.exe! How do I fix it?!?! T____T
ESTP - HEY ESTP! WHERE IS THE PARTY AT!?! Please take me with you, I’ll dance on the porch outside your house if I have to - how do you feel about manuals? or do you just set them on fire? can we do a group manual burning? *ISTJs are probably having a heart attack* - Pick one mbti type to kiss, one to marry, and one to have casual sex with
ENTP - name me ONE project you’ve ever finished that wasn’t for school/work (y'all get so excited when you start a new project but the old projects feel neglected AF y'know) - Since you’re the Meme Lord(ess), if you marry a commoner, are they Duchess of Memes or Lady Meme? or Lord Meme? (just throwing that in real quick before the I see pitchforks outside mah house) - how do y'all have so much air to debate for as long as you do? do ENTPs have unique genetic mutations that allow for larger lung capacity? do y'all double as Olympic swimmers too?
ENFJ - where do all of our secrets go after we tell them to you? do you have a personalized file on each of us that you flip through from time to time as a bedtime story or what? - why do all of you want me to reveal my emotional wounds? Is that the equivalent of foreplay or something? - how do I install PersonalSpace.exe onto my ENFJ?
ENFP - how do you have sooooooo many tabs open?!?!? - do pets come to you or do you come to pets? - will you take me with you on your next spontaneous surprise trip to Tokyo? All my bags are already packed, just tell me what day we’re going
ESFP - why do y'all always smell nice? can I bottle your scent or something? - do you take dance lessons or is dancing well just a feature of all ESFPs? - have you seen my butt? Because you’re sexy AF and I’d like to give you permission to dance within 2 ft of it