rock the kettle

anonymous asked:

Can you write an imagine where you and Justin spend the day in bed doing lazy and cute stuff?

YESSS Omg I love Justin! This is my first imagine on an ask but I don’t think I like it very much

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Originally posted by 13reasonssource

     You woke up tangled in bedsheets, your hair in your eyes and a warm body next to yours. You were partially naked, only in a pair of underwear, but one long arm was stretched out over your chest, covering your breasts. It was Justin, your boyfriend, and he was snoring lightly, his hair a mess of brunette curls on your sheets as he nuzzled his face in your shoulder. 

“Justin,” You whispered slightly after glancing at the clock and seeing the time. It was nearly lunchtime and you had never gone to sleep so late before in your life. “Wake up, sleepyhead.” 

You twisted your fingers through his curls and tugged slightly, causing Justin to groan and open his eyes a fraction. A lazy smile sprung up on his features as he saw you leaning over him, and he stretched his arms out before wrapping them around you tightly and dragging you into his chest before peppering kissed all along your face. 

“Justin!” You giggled, grabbing onto his face and finally giving him a proper kiss. After you pulled away and go onto your knees on the bed, crossing your arms and staring at him. “You told me you were going to take me to the beach today, but I’ll bet all the good spots are taken now because of your persistent late night activities!” 

Justin laughed and ran a hand through his hair while adjusting himself so he was laying on his back with the other hand behind his head. “Don’t act like you didn’t like those activities.” 

You rolled your eyes playfully before memories flashed in your head, causing you to shift. “Yes, but I’m sure the neighbors didn’t.” Justin just chuckled and closed his eyes again. 

“Seriously Justin! Come on, take a shower with me and then we’ll head somewhere.” You shed your undergarments but as soon as Justin neared the door you shut it and took a shower by yourself. 

“Y/N, come on!” Justin whined, opening the door while you washed your hair. He knew not to open the shower curtain without your consent so he stayed by the sink, grabbing his toothbrush and lathering it in toothpaste. “The beach is lame, I just want to stay here and be with you.” 

“You had me all last night, Justin.” You said while rinsing yourself off of strawberry scented bubbles. 

“That’s not enough, babe.” He said around his toothbrush. He walked over and tapped the curtain. You made a noise of consent and he pushed it open before climbing in. “I want to be with you not just sexually. I want to watch your favorite movies and feed you your favorite snacks, and I want to lay with you and breath in your delicious scent.” 

Justin had a mouthful of toothpaste but you understood him clearly. Your heart warmed at the thought of what Justin had just said, and when you had first met him at Monet’s you never would’ve guessed he would be this kind of cheesy. 

“Okay, Justin.” You smiled, but it quickly faded when he spit out the toothpaste that nearly hit your foot. “Oh, grosss, Justinn!” 

Justin let out a barking laugh as he washed his mouth out before you grabbed his toothbrush from his hand and stepped out of the shower. He started to wash himself as you dried yourself off. Who knew that having your own apartment to yourself was the best thing ever? No sisters to walk in on you and beg for the restroom, no parents walking in during intercourse with Justin. Just you and Justin. Because nothing else really mattered at the moment or at any moment. 

When Justin was done showering and you were both fully dressed in pajamas (you were actually in one of his shirts and a pair of socks) you ran to the kitchen and started up the microwave. 

“Kettle corn or buttered popcorn?” You asked Justin when you heard him enter, standing on the tip of your toes to look at the boxes you had. Justin walked over and picked you up from behind so you had a better view. 

“Are you kidding, Y/N? Is that even a question?” 

“Kettle it is then.” You grabbed the box before Justin set you down, going to grab some candies from a bowl you had. 

“You know all of this candy isn’t healthy, right babe?” Justin asked while stuffing skittles in his mouth.

You stuffed the bag of kettle corn in the microwave and pressed a button before turning to him. “It’s only unhealthy if you eat it. I haven’t touched that stash since last Monday.” 

Justin closed his mouth and then narrowed his eyes, nodding while pointing at you. “You right.” 

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Three hours later you two were laying in bed while letting music play in the background, just laying in each others arms. Your head was on his chest while one leg was laying over his torso and he was running his fingers through your hair. 

“I love being like this with you, Y/N. I just can’t get en-” 

“OH MY GOD!” You gasped and then jumped up, causing Justin too as well. He looked frightened but when he saw you run to the radio and turn it up he rolled his eyes. 

“Really, Y/N?” 

“Shhh, it’s System of a Down.” You hissed as the intro to Toxicity played loudly. 

“You really surprise me with your music taste.” Justin sighed, watching you play air guitar. 

You jumped onto the bed as the chorus came on, flipping your hair and bouncing on the soft mattress.”DISORDER! DISORDER! DISORDEERR!” 

At first Justin was pushing at your ankles, trying to trip you, but then he joined you. He stood up and threw his head around, pretending as if he were playing the drums. Soon the mattress was creaking under the weight of the two of you jumping on it. 

“Y/N, you’re changing me!” Justin panted when you two were done, throwing himself on the bed. You followed and gave him a questioning look. “I used to hate rock, chick flicks, and kettle corn.” 

You returned to the position you two were in before, looking up at him with a smile. “Is that bad?” 

“No, I’ve never felt better in my life.” 

“Even when I was throwing skittles trying to get them in your mouth and you accidentally choked on one?” You laughed lightly. 

“Even then, baby.” 

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HOPE YOU ENJOOYYYY

I’ll Always Be Here || c.h

its never too much, bb x

I M A G I N E 

You got me so obsessed,” you sang, dancing around in your small kitchen. “I love when east meets west!” 

It’s Friday night and you’re currently dancing to ONE OK ROCK. A kettle was boiling water on your 1970s stove as your hips swayed with every beat of the song. The glossed, wooden tiles kept your feet giddy due to the chill it held. You hopped yourself on top of your granite counter, preparing your ‘i cant even’ mug with a small colander.  

“Can’t you see I’m out of my head for you,” you sung, tapping teaspoons of sugar into your mug as you bobbed your head to the catchy beat. “Can’t you see I’m–” the vibration of your phone distracted you too much to finish the lyric. You press pause on your boombox as you check the caller ID. Your face beamed to see your favorite Maori boy’s name shine on the screen. 

“Hey Cal,” you spoke gently but contently, holding the phone dearly against your ear. 

“Y/N, I need you!” Calum frantically pleaded, shocking you a bit. “Fuck– I mean, I need your advice!” 

“What’s up?” You pondered, stressing concern in your voice as you hopped off the counter. You began shifting around your cabinets for a pot while listening to Calum’s unsteady breathing. 

“Okay, how do I put this without seeming like a dick?” Calum began, thinking to himself a bit as you took out a gallon of milk and poured it into the pot. You place the pot gently on the stove beside the burning kettle. “Okay so you know how I was seeing that girl– Yana?” 

“Uh yeah?” You respond, hopping back on the counter as you watched the flames dance on the stove. 

“S-so, you know how that was about 2 years ago?” Calum begin, having you hum in response. “Because we had… sex, and I left her because I realized I didn’t actually like her that much?” 

“Mhm, I remember.” You recall the moment Calum came crying to you, feeling so bad that he basically used her to a free fuck and then left her heart broken. It was always heartbreaking to see your crush get with other girls but then see him fall apart when he breaks their hearts. 

“I– well, she came by my house,” Calum mumbled nervously, a deep sigh being released on the other line as your eyes widened from shock. “And she left our– my now, 1 year old daughter at my front door…” 

“Calum, are you trying to tell me that you’re a father?” You quietly hissed, feeling all sorts of things as the kettle began to make a loud screech due to the extreme heat. Hopping off the counter, you put some black tea into your boiling milk and shut off the kettle beside it. 

“Y-yeah…” Calum whispered, having you sigh. You found yourself chewing on the nail of your index finger as you looked at the fire dance under the pot of milk. 

“Calum–”

“Please don’t hate me, Y/N!” Calum immediately cried, stopping your sentence as you listened to his broken voice. “I know I fucked up and should’ve worn a condom. But I thought she was the one when, in reality, she wasn’t and I was the asshole who led her on to believe that. I don’t deserve anything but a fucking scolding but please Y/N, please don’t abandon me on this one. You’re my best friend, you’ve always been there for me and just– please don’t hate me…” 

The pot of milk suddenly turned a lovely shade of gray. 

“I’ll be there in 10,” you replied, walking over to your cabinet to reveal a burgundy travelling mug. You were definitely gonna need your tea. 


15 minutes later and you found yourself at Calum’s door, cold with your black tea in your hand. 

“Y/N!” Calum exclaimed as he opened the door to his house. You offer your travel mug, having him give you a puzzled look as he takes it to hold. Letting yourself in, you quickly peel off your hat, scarf, gloves, and coat and hang them at his coat hanger. “Y/N, are you ok–” 

“First things first– why the hell did you not wear a damn condom?” You said quietly, being cautious over the baby that’s potentially nearby. “You only dated her for a good 3 weeks! It doesn’t matter if you thought she was the one because you didn’t give it enough time to decide that properly. Sometimes you act too careless and drown into that fantasy world of yours too much.” 

“Y/N, I–” 

“That’s your first stupid mistake being scolded at,” you interrupted, taking your mug from him as you jabbed your finger in his chest. “Another stupid mistake of yours is thinking that I’d actually hate you. How dare you? We’re best friends, Calum, I’d never hate you. Even if I wanted to, trying is do so would be absolutely impossible.” 

You then lowered your tone, calming your running mouth as you gently placed your hand against Calum’s chest. He was furiously blushing at the little distance between you two, but you were too heated to notice. 

“One more stupid mistake you made is thinking that I wouldn’t be there for you,” you said quietly, looking up to give him a sheepish smile. “You’re supposed to make mistakes anyways so I can be there for you. I’ll always be here for you, Calum Thomas Hood. There will never be a time where I won’t be there for you. Ever. Do you hear me, Hood? Ever.”

“I hear you loud and clear,” Calum muttered, giving you a big smile as you backed off and took a sip of your tea. 

“Now then,” you said, clearing your throat as the black tea danced on your tastebuds. “Where’s Baby Hood?” 

“She’s on my bed, c’mon,” Calum said with a smile, guiding you up the stairs to his bedroom. You walk in quietly to see the small human sprawled on Calum’s bed, obviously in a heavy slumber. You put your mug on Calum’s nightstand as you take a seat on his bed. 

“She…” you began, your fingers rubbing along one of her rosy cheeks. “She looks just like you. What’s her name?” 

“Zoey, but it’s spelled with an X,” Calum said, chuckling at the uniqueness of her name. “So it’s X-O-E.” 

“Xoe, ay?” You whispered, carefully scooping her into your arms as you rocked her gently. “Well, Xoe, it’s nice to meet you. I’m your daddy’s best friend, Y/N, and I’ve saved his butt one too many times. I’ll be sure to help him, though, raise you up to be a pretty rad chick, okay?” You plant a kiss on her forehead while continuously rocking her in your arms. 

Calum was watching you with awe, seeing how much love and care you had for his daughter. Your gentle arms and loving voice was evident, having Calum bite his bottom lip in adoration. The way you spoke to his daughter as if she were your very own made Calum see you in a completely different light. You, his very best friend and partner and crime, became the woman that he has always needed. 

I’m in love with you, Y/N. Calum relays in his head, his almond eyes studying you with temptation.

“It was you all along, wasn’t it…” Calum said, having you turn over to him in confusion as he chuckled. 

“What’d you say?” You replied, watching as he walked over to you and gave you a goofy grin. 

“I’ll tell you over dinner, okay?” Calum mumbled, kissing your cheek before rubbing Xoe’s soft cheek. You blushed, feeling your heart beat a little too fast as you held Xoe close. 

“Are you… asking me on a date, Calum T. Hood?” 

“Why yes I am, Y/N Y/Middle/N Y/L/N,” Calum replied, having the both of you smile at one another before your eyes were directed back down to the small child. Her eyes were opening groggily, revealing the eyes identical to her father’s as she familiarized herself with you. 

In just a few moments, Xoe gave you a big and happy smile and you found yourself stupidly smiling back. 

Mischief Brew - A Liquor Never Brewed

from the “Kettle Rebellion” demo.

there was a knockin’ at my door
it’s the dreaded policemen
he had a ticket to enter signed by fools of Sanford laws
and he questioned me on politics and scorned my generation
for not respecting elders and lands authority

when the landlord came to knock,
I said “come back tomorrow
there’s more life I’ll be living than just slaving for your wage
and to the troop and foreman.
make yourself the things I don’t use.
for I’m off into the forest for a liquor never brewed!”

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