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ysuftswift · 1 year
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Come Back…Be Here
Jughead sighed as he sat down in his seat at the terminal, setting his chin in his hands. He wasn’t the only one going home. There were at least two dozen of them finally going home. All of them had been there for different amounts of time — some nine months, some twelve (like himself) other six.
Reggie sat down beside him and he clenched his jaw. “You’re going home right? After they kept you for months,” he chuckled and Jughead forced one of his own. He wasn’t interested in talking or comparing how long they’ve been deployed and who was going to have more sex or drink more beer.
He couldn’t get his mind off of finally getting to see Betty again. While deployed, he only got access to wifi a few times a month. And when he did, he and Betty took full advantage of it. They would talk for hours, even if everything they had to say was boring.
She always left him with a handful of pictures, too. There were some he could flaunt, some for himself. Over the course of the year, she had changed. The details were minor and normally he wouldn’t notice, but anytime he got to actually see her, he hyper-analyzed everything about her in an attempt to correct her vivid image in his head.
He hadn’t notice Reggie hadn’t said anything more to him after the few words they had exchanged. He had turned to the other guy sitting next to them and they were discussing the first things they were doing as soon as they landed.
Jughead didn’t land until late the next night. When he got home, he wasn’t doing much of anything besides a shower and sleep.
Available to read now on Archive of Our Own and Wattpad!
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maamlet · 8 months
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good night sweet riverdale. you were really really funny for a while. im glad you put cole sprouse in that godawful outfit at the end though. one last shot
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mafaldaknows · 1 year
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“We trade trauma for wisdom…it deepens our eyes.”
Cole Sprouse
Listen to what he says about our culture of sensationalism at around the 24:20 mark and consider the damage that specific mentality of extremes has caused many innocent people in the entertainment industry via celebrity gossip news and social media.
It seems that few people these days are interested in knowing the human being behind the famous name; they want to know only about the paragons of virtue and the absolute monsters, so that’s what celebrity gossip gives them, with no room whatsoever for anything in between those two extremes.
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Listen also to what he says about custody with regard to his parents. Sometimes it’s the fathers who are better equipped mentally and emotionally to raise children.
Ignore this sensationalist headline, ignore the previous weird interview elsewhere in which he smokes a cigarette indoors, and all that sort of nonsense. Give Cole Sprouse a shot at convincing you that he’s one of the most insightful and thought-provoking people who’s ever sat down for a conversation with Steven Bartlett on Diary of a CEO.
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uglygirlstatus · 6 months
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🎧 :)
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listen. Even if you’re a Riverdale hater who has never seen Hedwig and the Angry Inch. I implore you to give this one a shot.
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littlegargoylegirl · 1 year
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REQUESTS ARE NOW OPEN !!!
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RULES: i don’t write smut, don’t request it. no gore/vore.
ADD TW’S IF UR REQUESTING TO WRITE ABOUT A SENSITIVE TOPIC!
i will not write anything even close to SA innuendos.
i only write one shots, not full fics! you can go to my wattpad for full fics (-R0SSLYNCH)
I DO NOT DO WRITE AGE GAPS! i will not write an adult with a teenager.
be specific so i can give you exactly what you’re looking for.
PLEASE SPECIFY PRONOUNS FOR ME TO USE!
SHOWS I WRITE FOR
stranger things.
my babysitters a vampire.
austin and ally.
one tree hill.
wednesday.
boy meets world
gossip girl
lab rats
kickin’ it
the suite life on deck
wizards of waverly place
julie and the phantoms
the vampire diaries
one of us is lying
saved by the bell
++ anything disney.
MOVIES I WRITE FOR
another cinderella story
twilight
harry potter
high school musical
descendants
lemonade mouth
teen beach movie
10 things i hate about you
diary of a wimpy kid
to all the boys i’ve loved before
starstruck
++ MORE
OTHERS I WRITE FOR !
finn wolfhard + ST CAST
corpse husband
ross lynch
the sturniolo triplets
timothée chalamet
cole sprouse
dove cameron
maggie lindemann
nessa barrett
LGBTQ+ FRIENDLY!
i am a genderfluid bisexual myself. i will be extremely happy if i get sapphic requests ^_^
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Big Daddy (1999) Review
Big Daddy Directed by Dennis Dugan
Year Released: 1999 Duration: 93 Minutes Filming Format: 35mm Video: Colour Audio: Dolby 2.0 Surround Language: English Aspect Ratio: 1.85:1 Joey Lauren Adams Marathon 1/3
Adam Sandler's 1999 film, Big Daddy, tells the story of Sonny Koufax (Adam Sandler), a law school dropout, living in comfort on the settlement money he had earned a year prior (due to an altercation with a taxicab). Life is drastically changed for Sonny when a boy named Julian (Cole Sprouse, Dylan Sprouse) is dropped at his door. The child turns out to be the illegitimate son of Sonny's roommate Kevin Garrity (Jon Stewart) who is away on business in China. In a convoluted scheme to prove he is responsible to his girlfriend, Sonny decides to pose as Kevin to social services, caring for the child himself.
Sonny begins by allowing Julian to make his own decisions such as picking his clothing, what he eats, when he sleeps, etc. While this parenting method makes Julian happy, it quickly unravels once he is enrolled in school. The teacher quickly complains about Julian’s lack of progress, personal hygiene, fashion sense, and tendency to relieve himself on the walls or in potted plants. Finally grasping the severity of the situation, Sonny makes a change with the aide of Layla (Joey Lauren Adams) in raising Julian. The hard work put into both Julian’s development and Sonny's maturing as an adult is soon tested when social services begin to ask questions regarding Sonny's true identity.
While Big Daddy did not perform as well with critics as its preceding films (Roger Ebert gave the film one and a half stars out of four), it is a turning point in Sandler's career. Once known for his raunchy, nonsensical, and abrasive comedy, we now see a softer side to Sandler's character. We see a man who wants to change, a man who deep down craves responsibility and leaves behind his younger years of partying for something more meaningful.
The film also serves as, what I believe to be, a very important part of modern history in the terms of Hollywood's transition in accepting the LGBT community. Peter Dante and Allen Covert play two guys who were a part of Sonny's law school friend group. They, later on, discover their sexuality and are now in a relationship. While occasionally taking shots at their expense (in a good-hearted fashion) and Jonathan Loughran's character expressing visible discomfort, the film shows us men that are willing to at least try to understand. Sonny at one point explains to Layla "Nothing really changed, we just watch a different kind of porno now." This line drives across the main theme of love the film presents. In a notoriously misogynistic, prejudiced industry, we have one of the world's most popular comedians exclaiming it doesn't matter who you love, and that acceptance and caring are learned virtues that can be attained as long as you're willing to be open-minded.
At times the jumps from humour to sentimentality can be jarring but I feel it works in favour of the film. The transition of emotions is messy, but so is raising a child. It's messy, chaotic, confusing, and overwhelming. Sometimes things don't make sense but things will work out if you persist in your love for your child, partner, or friend.
Overall one of my favourites of Sandler's 90s movie run, ranking close to Billy Maddison. Sandler in his earlier years is obsessed with the theme of having to grow up and he has somewhat manifested this theme in his own life. We all know and love the goofy SNL era of Adam Sandler, many of us even love his raunchy later-in-life comedies like Grown Ups (mostly for nostalgia's sake), and we get to see him as a mature actor now in films like Punch Drunk Love and Uncut Gems.
-- Carter
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zumpietoo · 1 year
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Whyyyyy....it sounds as if Daddy WON’T have to take a job scrubbing toilets, after all, hmmm??
SUCK IT BB/GG!!!
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steveyockey · 2 years
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Four seasons of Christian white man Cole Sprouse selling radio ad space, occasionally meeting a ghost and saying "wow there buddy, that was a strange trick of the light i saw there" and shots of him staring out the window with his fists clenched saying "I wish there was a way I could prove I'm God's special one."
and the cw is greenlighting it as I type this! god bless america
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mad-made · 7 months
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1/10/23
Tonight, after eating a banging dinner of tofu and rice, my beautiful girlfriend Azaria said to me "I found my Tumblr the other day."
This small phrase was uttered randomly, out of nowhere, while we were setting up to watch Masterchef - not the most recent season, but the one before. And thus our night went down a path we didn't expect. Azaria showed me her pristine Tumblr, a beautiful mix of Hadid and Jenner sisters, Zendaya, Selena Gomez and a million other shots of beautiful 2016 stunners. The only person of the opposite sex she reblogged was Cole Sprouse. It was a perfect look into the mind of a younger Za, one that I never knew.
We laughed about how it read very - 19 year old Queer Gal. We spoke about how we both were on Tumblr last, as a closeted Queer person. It's had me thinking how Tumblr was such a visual expression of who we all were. We stayed up well into the early hours of the morning glued to our laptops, reblogging anything that tickled our teenage fancy.
When I logged into mine, I found a diary I had been keeping on Tumblr. I was surprised to re-read my own words and realise, I wasn't a bad writer, actually. I love the way pictures can tell a story, and I love that Tumblr allowed us to collect all the things that inspired us in one vision board.
I'm going to try and start again now, in a new chapter of my life. No longer the closeted teen queer gal, but as an out and proud Queer person who lives such a wonderful life. I'll be posting test posts (like this one), Pictures of my life and of course, reblogging any picture that tickles my fancy. Can't wait to capture the visual expression of who I am now.
-Mads.
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ysuftswift · 1 year
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New Oneshot Coming Tomorrow!
Come Back…Be Here
Jughead had been deployed for a year. He hadn’t been able to see his fiancé, Betty, in this time and each day that passed by took a piece of him with it. When he’s finally able to return home, he decides to keep the act a secret to surprise her with his return.
This will be available to read on Archive of Our Own and Wattpad on 12/1/22!
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lilydh123 · 2 years
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Cole Sprouse’s photography is so broad and he is clearly talented in so many domains. Including fashion, landscape and just telling strong visual stories in general. Even just through one singular shot. Cole is a photographer I only just discovered, but I just knew he had to make his way onto my blog. The shots I have selected here are from his reportage section on his website. Each shots tells a unique story and I appreciate the contrast between portraits, landscapes and street photography. Through my own photography, expressing where in the world I am, I feel my imagery is not limited to one particular genre, like Cole’s, but focuses on a few, for example, landscape, documentary and street in order to show the range of places I have a connection to. 
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roseelise · 4 years
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In her arms // Cole Sprouse
Reposting all my writings from @r0s3mm, my main blog, it is not stolen or plagiarized. All my works on my masterlist are main unless stated otherwise. 
Hello! Welcome to 2-h, the back up account of @r0s3mm, I’ll be posting my works on here too until (hopefully) my blog gets restored and if not this will become my main blog. 
Pairing: Cole Sprouse x reader
Word Count: 1139 (look how short wow omg)
Author’s note/warnings: none it’s pure fluff 
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“Are you there yet ?” His voice rang through the speaker.
"I’m almost there Dylan, what about Cole ?“ "Look at you all worried for him-” “Ah stop it ! I just wanna make sure nobody ruin my surprise.” "Yes. He made it here an hour ago. He doesn’t suspect anything.“ "Nice, thank you again for flying me out !” "What wouldn’t I do for love ?“
"Please remind me to pay you back.” She said turning the corner of their street. “(Y/n) don’t worry. I insisted, it wasn’t a long flight.” "Still I wouldn’t have been able to see him if it wasn’t for you.“ "He’s your boyfriend stop that, you would’ve seen him either way. Where are you now ?” "Front of the house. I just parked.“
She stepped out of her car and looked at Melanie’s house. It hasn’t changed. She thought to herself as she took her bags out.
When she rang the door, she heard quick steps and then the door opened on a breathless Dylan.
"I guess you’re happy to see me …?"
"Yeah sure. Not that I had to race Cole to the door.” He said hugging his friend. “Where is he ?” She whispered. "Downstairs. Mom’s in the kitchen.” After letting her bags near the stairs she joined Melanie in the kitchen to greet her. "Hi ?!” She greeted the host. “(Y/n) ! Hi ! How are you doing ?” She asked the young woman. "I’m good. Thank you for letting me stay here for a couple days.“ "No worries, I’ve missed you, it’s been a few months.” "Yes it has. I had a crazy schedule with school and all.“ She said pulling herself a chair.
After a few minutes of chitchat, Dylan texted her to remind her of why she was here in the first place.
~ I know mom and you are good friends, but Cole is falling asleep.~
Fuck it. She’ll see him later.
~ Let him sleep, he needs it. I’ll sneak in later.~ ~Alright, he’s going in the living room.~
She kept talking with Melanie with Dylan who showed up after their exchanges and suddenly her phone rang.
"It’s him, he’s facetiming me.” Her head shot up from her phone. "Answer.“ Dylan said. ”Hi babe !“ She said making sure the wall behind her didn’t reveal anything. ”Hey, where are you ?“ He asked his face resting against the cushion of the couch. ”I’m at a friend’s. Doing homework !“ ”Oh, that sucks. I miss you.“ ”I miss you too baby, what’s up ?” "Nothing just wanted to see what you were up to.“ ”Alright, what are you doing ?“ ”Resting I’m not feeling really well.“ ”What do you got ?“ ”Headache.“ ”Oh, how’s everyone?“ ”Mom’s ok and Dylan too I guess.“ ”You guess ?“ He shrugged and they kept talking about everything until Cole’s eyes couldn’t stay open. ”Cole go to sleep, you’re falling asleep in my face.“ ”But I don’t want to leave you.“ ”I won’t move and when you wake up we’ll talk. I’m not far.“ ”Yes you are. I miss you (y/n)“ ”I miss you too my love now go rest and I’ll be here when you’ll wake up.“
Waiting for him to be fully asleep, she read a bit and unpacked her stuff in Cole’s childhood room. "I’ll go check on him.” She informed her boyfriend’s mom.
She smiled softly at her and left without another word. The couch was quite large and she was able to squeeze against her boyfriend’s chest. Eyes roaming his face for any sign that he was waking up, she knew he was a heavy sleeper when he was sick so she didn’t really worried. The dark haired man’s body stiffen and she stopped any movement.
He took in a deep breath, inhaling her scent, his whole body relaxed and his head found its place in the crook of her neck where his lips placed a gentle kiss. He hadn’t woken up.
While in his head, he was dreaming, a wonderful dream where his girl, after three long months, was back in his arms. She would lay next to him in the grass, her (y/h/c) splayed across his lower body as her head would rest against his chest. Face toward him, he would get his camera out and take a few dozens pictures of her. Her (y/e/c) shining, screaming the three words they haven’t said yet.
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It was a memory. Their third date, he had taken her near a small lake and they had learned to know each other as more than long time friends, lovers, that’s what they were now.
After a few minutes that turned into an hour, she was still looking at her masterpiece of boyfriend and brushed a single hair strand away from his face. She noticed that the root of his hair had gotten a bit lighter.
She cupped his face when she felt his arm sneak behind her back and pulling her closer to him. If it was possible. She felt his thumb drawing circles on her back and shivers went down her spine when she felt a hot breath against her neck. Both of their bodies pressed against the other, arms tightly wrapped around each other.
She laughed softly when she heard a relieved sigh escape his lips. She pulled away enough to see his pretty face. "Hi,“ he opened his eyes slowly and realised that she was here, for real. "You’re here.” His voice was raspy from sleep.
She nodded and let his lips kiss the tip of her nose, then her forehead and then, he placed the softest kiss on her lips, barely brushing against each other. After three months, many mornings dreaming she came to see him, she was here, with him, in his arms.
"I love you.“ He said against her lips. "I love you.” She whispered, a smile dancing on their lips.
Every time those three words were whispered; they would act as if it was their most precious secret. But everyone who saw them knew that these two were meant to be. That is what was happening when Melanie Wright walked in her living room and stopped when her eyes landed on the young people laying on her sofa.
Eyes locked in each other’s whispering sweet nothings. Her son who was normally joking around and let’s be honest, loud, most of the time. Laid, eyes glassy from sleep, arms wrapped tightly around the girl who she hoped, she would get to call her, her daughter one day, a big smile on their lips, it was like the world stopped around them. Both in their most vulnerable place. What she didn’t know was that the sweet words they were exchanging, would change their life forever.
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"I love you.“ He repeated to his now, fiancée.
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xlijahsgirl · 6 years
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Advent Calendar - Jughead Jones
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In this series, it is gonna be about Jughead surprising the reader every day with something until Christmas. 
Part 1         Part 13
Part 2         Part 14
Part 3         Part 15
Part 4         Part 16
Part 5         Part 17
Part 6         Part 18
Part 7         Part 19
Part 8         Part 20
Part 9         Part 21
Part 10       Part 22
Part 11       Part 23
Part 12       Part 24
Merry Christmas!
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serpentjuggje · 7 years
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My loser - Jughead x Reader
Request: Hi! Can you do a story in which the reader is Reggie's girlfriend but she and Jughead get along really well outside of school and Reggie gets jealous and keeps picking on Jughead? Reader gets upset at all the bullying and ends up kissing Jughead to prove that he matters to her and the kiss gets passionate and she ends up with him? I know it's a long explanation, sorry 🙈 . I love your writing! ❤️❤️
A/N: Thank you for this requests! I took a break from writing so I'm so sorry it took so long! I hope you enjoy it nonetheless:)
Warnings: Some swearing and violence.
Word count: 1'470
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"Hey babe wanna come round tonight?" Your bo yfriend of 6 months, Reggie, asked wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, whilst resting against the locker beside yours, cornering you with his large frame. "I can't I'm sorry Reg, I'm busy." You told him apologetically, placing a small hand onto his chest. He folded him arms, causing you to remove your hand. "Oh, why?" He questioned. You wondered why he had to know so urgently. "I told Jug I'd meet him at Pops at help him with his novel." You informed him. You kinda hoped he wouldn't asked, as Reggie hated your friend Jughead. Reggie scoffed and rolled his eyes, making you somewhat angry. "That loser?" He said rudely. "Wouldn't you much rather be with your loving boyfriend?" He moved a step closer to you and wrapped a strand of your hair around his index finger, twirling it around in an attempt to be seductive. You shook your head. "He's my friend Reg, you know that." You stated. "And I've never been one to back out of plans." Reggie sighed in defeat, looking agitated. "Fine, but it's your loss sweet cheeks." And with that he turned and sprinted towards his jock friends that you never really had any like for. You grabbed your folder from your locker before closing it and walking the opposite direction. Reggie could often be moody, it was something you had grown quite used to. He knew that Jughead was your friend, but more recently the two of you had begun to spend more time together, investigating and discussing the murder of the late Jason Blossom. This turned Reggie into the jealous boyfriend you never wanted him to be, however he had always been so good at hiding it.
The hot chocolate before you warmed your shivering frame as you sat with it between your hands. Jughead typed away on his laptop, and you watched as his lanky fingers hit each key with such precision. The two of you were currently discussing the topic of Jason Blossom's murder, and throwing around suspects. "Maybe it was someone on the football team?" Jughead joked. "I mean, Jason was captain, and some of those boneheads would do anything for that title." You chuckled at his comment. "Speaking of boneheads" he begun "how's Reggie?" You rolled your eyes at his accusations but replied: "He's good." Jughead and Reggie did not get on. On many occasions Reggie was rude to Jughead, but Jug just brushed it off, and you knew he wasn't always like that, especially not with you. He was the sweetest guy when he was alone with you, he just acted different in front of the other 'bone heads'.
Your phone vibrated on the table, snapping you from your train of thought. "Speak of the devil." Jug mumbled, and started to type once again. You untangled your hands from the hot chocolate mug and swept up your phone to see the text.
Reggie: 'Hope you're having a good time with Suicide Squad. I never see you anymore Y/N.'
You huffed in frustration. You really hated when Reggie disrespected Jughead. He was after all your best friend, and you wished Reggie could accept that. You typed a quick reply in apology, telling him you'd make it up to him, when Jug turned his attention back to you.
"Everything ok?" He asked, a look of concern laced into his featured. You smiled at him reassuringly. "Yeah, everything's fine." You lied. "Y/N I'm not stupid. Is Reggie bothering you about spending time with me?" He saw straight through your lies. You didn't reply, which Jughead assumed meant yes. "You don't have to spend time with me you know. I don't even know why you do, I'm a loser." He stated. You shook your head, hurt that he would even say something like that about himself. "Jug don't say that! You're my best friend and you make me happy, that's why I spend time with you." And it was true. A smile spread across his face and you knew that spending time with him was worth the hassle from Reggie.
You walked the halls at school by yourself the next day. You made your way into the student lounge to hear loud and testosterone laughs. You recognised one to be your boyfriend Reggie. "Stay away from my girlfriend." You heard. Oh god, this didn't sound good. You came upon the scene of Jughead resting against the vending machine coolly, and Reggie stood before his Jock friends who were seated on the couch. "On second thoughts, don't stay away from her. You're such a loser she would never be interested in you." You decided to step in. "Reg..." you began but he cut you off. "You can spend as much time with her as you like and she'd still only be there because she feels sorry for you."
The things Reggie was saying to your best friend made you see him in a different light. Jughead had done nothing to disrespect Reggie, and the things he was saying were not at all true, but it only got worse. "I know how obsessed you are with Jason Blossom's murder. I bet you did it didn't you. I don't want a creepy murderer hanging around my girl." Something snapped within you. Reggie hasn't even noticed you were in the room, but you stormed in front of him. "Oh here's the girl herself. Hey Y/N." he slung an arm over your shoulder but you threw it off. "You're such an asshole Reggie." You told him with a scoff. "We're over." Reggie's eyes flashed with hurt for one second, however quickly returned to his usual look of loathing towards Jug. You walked towards Jughead and linked your hand with his. "Come on Jug lets go."
The two of you began to walk out of the student lounge, when Reggie made a comment that made Jug's grip tighten almost painfully on your hand. "Fine Y/N. I only ever wanted to mess around with you and I got what I wanted." This caused Jug to lash out like you'd never seen before. He flung himself backwards, letting go of your hand, and firmly planted a hand against Reggie's face. You let out a gasp in shock at what had just happened. Reggie was pulling himself up from the ground, blood slowly dropping from his nose, and you pulled Jug from the room as quickly as you could, his face filled with anger and his frame shaking slightly. You'd never seen him like this.
The two of you didn't talk much at all until you arrived at Pops and slid into a booth in the corner. "I'm sorry." Jug muttered. Your brows furrowed in confusion. "Sorry? Jug you've nothing to be sorry for." You told him. He shook his head. "I just lost it back there, and I shouldn't have done because he isn't worth it." It was true. Reggie was not worth it, but you were somewhat touched that Jug would do something like that for you. "I'm sorry." You told him. He opened his mouth to question you but you interrupted him before he began. "I'm sorry that I let Reggie treat you like that and didn't do something about it sooner." Jughead placed him hand on top of yours, that was resting in your lap. "It's ok" he told you.
"No it isn't!" You insisted. "My boyfriend was an asshole and I was so caught up that I didn't realise." Part of you was sad that your relationship with Reggie was now over, but on the most part you were glad. Glad because you had finally seen his true colours. "You deserve so much better Y/N." he told you. You lifted your head and your eyes met his forest green ones in a short moment of bliss. You slowly lifted your hand to meet the side of his face, and before you knew what was happening, you leaned your face forwards until your lips collided with his. For a second he didn't kiss back, and you wondered if he didn't really feel that way for you, but then his hand laced round the back of your neck and pulled you closer, as his lips moved in sync with yours. You smiled into the kiss, relief washing over you. The kiss was short and sweet, until you pulled away and rested your forehead on his. "I need you Jug. Not him." And with that, Jughead's lips were on yours again, this time moving faster and more desperately. You soon realised where you were and pulled away with a giggle. You nestled your head into his chest and breathed in his scent. Happy. Happy because you were feeling what you had never been sure of with Reggie.
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zumpietoo · 2 years
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Hasbeen photog Cole Sprouse just shot a new Canada Goose campaign 🤫 I guess they like the first one very much! Now go ahead trolls, its time for a new meltdown. And tell us again how miserable he is lately?
Miserable, washed up, fatty loserrr!!!
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its-me-im-coraline · 7 years
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Cole Sprouse | Trust
Count of words: 733
Warnings: smut obvi…
A/N: so I’m weird and I had read this Liam Dunbur fanfic a while back so I decided to make them best friends and then it unfolds and BOOM!
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Hey could you do a ColexReader imagine. The reader haven’t had their first time so Cole teaches them everything. Only if you want to. Thank you 🤗
“What are you thinking about little one?” The boy, sitting across from her, asked from his comfortable place. 
“Not much,” his best friend answered truthfully. It was just one thought troubling her mind. 
Cole simply nodded, not going further with this conversation, not wanting to push her. If something bothered her, he would give her some time until she was ready to share. 
“Cole?!” She uttered suddenly, the boy turning his head to the side again, admiring the girl’s face. 
“Mhm” he hummed, waiting for her to continue, as he didn’t move his eyes From her lips. 
“I was thinking. You’ve had had sex before, I haven’t, and you know, someone’s virginity is something precious and I don’t believe there is anyone I trust more than you so-”
“ As long as you are ready little one, I’m willing to help,” Cole interrupted, catching up to what the girl was trying to say, smirking at her. 
Truth be told he was waiting for a chance with her, not necessarily in that area, but that was definitely not something he was going to complain about. 
“Really?!” The boy just nodded, smiling at the girl reassuringly. To say she was nervous was an understatement. 
She didn’t know how *this* all worked but she trusted Cole with her life and she knew he would be mindful with her. 
“Calm down, Y/N. No need to be like that… The whole point is to relax and enjoy yourself,” Cole explained noticing the girl’s nerves.
 “Here,” he offered some wine. 
“It won’t get you drunk, it is just going to help you relax a bit, OK?” 
“Thanks.” She said, blushing a but at his smile. 
“You know, you look beautiful. And you look so cute when you blush!” He complimented, the rose color of Y/N’s cheeks turning a deep shade of red. 
“Oh, fuck it,” he said, taking her glass away and smashing his lips to hers. 
It was the perfect moment, a kiss passionate and full of love. It was as if they finally confessed their feelings to one another. It wasn’t long before Cole made a further move, grabbing her by the waist and moving both of their bodies to the bed room. 
“There are some basics, to begin with.” He said. 
He wasn’t just going to take away her virginity but teach her things in the process. He kissed down her neck, leaving noticeable marks on the soft (shade) skin. Slowly he removed her shirt, while she swiftly removed his. 
“Needy! I like it!” Clothing was quick to become a burden and in just a few swiftly moves the only piece of clothing between the two were Cole’s boxer. 
“Now, you see. Every. Part. Of. Your. Body. Deserves. Attention. You. Are. So. Beautiful.” He informed, trailing his painless bruises down to her thighs. His hands traveled everywhere, making a manuscript of her body (a/n is it just me or did I just make a despacito reference?). 
His fingers were quick to move to her heat as they worked wanders. Originally one was placed inside of her, slowly, then quickly pumping in and out of her, until a second one was added. His digits were making her feel simply ecstatic, a feeling she never experienced before. Her moans were loud, expressive and somewhat rewarding for Cole. 
“Have you ever touched yourself, baby?” He asked, as mentioned previously, he wanted to teach her things.
 Her reply was breathy moan, the only answer she could muster I her current state. 
“Here, give me your hand,” he instructed removing his from her core and placing hers there. He showed her how to simply finger herself and she felt incredible. 
“Now, now. You can stop this so I can finish my lesson, young miss,” he exclaimed, suggestively.
 Not much needed to be said until the boy was no longer in his boxers and his hard member, covered in a condom, was being slammed inside the girl. It felt good, heavenly to be more accurate. It was simply explosive. The pair was a moaning mess, occasionally their names being heard as well as some inaudible swear words. The finish was not far away, as the two soon reach their highs, as they rode out of them together. 
“Thank you.” Y/N stated, her eyes closing slowly as a sweet slumber embraced her. 
“Anytime. I love you.”
 “I love you too.”
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