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Along The Boardwalk


Summary: They always said Kim Taehyung had a you-shaped hole in his heart.
Pairing: Taehyung | Reader
Genre: Fluff + light Smut, Skater Boy AU
Word Count: 12,819
Author’s Note: Inspired by those Taehyung left version concept photos and mainly sparked by a conversation I was having with @an-exotic-writer so naturally I drafted this as a token of my love and no I am definitely not writing this because talking to Missy certainly does not give me heart problems whatchu mean. I’m also tagging @kimvtae because we were screaming about the concept of a skater boy Tae together.


You’ve always had a very peculiar habit of being drawn towards the things you couldn’t even imagine yourself doing—although you could argue that’s exactly why you found yourself naturally gravitating towards them in the first place. Unlike most people, who might have been taken by an envious desire to take on certain challenges and obstacles that were most likely out of their league, you found a natural peace chasing after something you couldn’t quite obtain yourself.

Maybe it was your own self-awareness or the fact that you never felt confident enough to branch out towards something that was so clearly on the opposite end of the spectrum from what you were normally use to. You’ve always just been content watching other people take on their passions while you remained on the sidelines with your own hopes and dreams and aspirations. It always excited you to see people participating in their interests—so much so that friends would always humor you that it was always the people rather than the activity they were indulging in that drew you in towards them.

That’s probably why you accepted your best friend’s invitation to leave your apartment for once and drive down to the pier, taking refuge across one of the many skateparks that planted themselves across the oceanfront, beyond the cool sand and ocean breeze of spring. Jeon Jungkook always reprimanded you for rarely having the time to come out and see him perform his new spins and flips, which is probably why he seems much more animated than usual at the prospect of finally getting to show off these new skills to you.

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The customer is king

Word count: 1349

Genre: Fluff

Summary: So you’re a waitress in a café and Pip works with you and then an old lady happens. Tell the world I slayed this summary.

Pairing: Philip x Reader

Au: modern coffee shop

Warnings: Swearing, Kisses,

Note: Reader is clearly female in this one. I really enjoy writing Philip, and I really needed this so. Yup. I also am toying with a part two of this, but. oh well. Maybe, if y'all like it. Also. Asshole philip is something I really need in life, yet fail to write. Sorry for this being so short. idk. Also get it it’s called King’s café because Philip studied at kings college!!

Being a waitress as the “King’s café” was more adventurous than you first thought, as you applied for the job. Your Boss, Mr. Adams, was an arrogant asshole, but the person that kept you here was your colleague, Philip. He was a handsome, young guy and also a huge bitch. But you could live with that fact, because you enjoyed his presence. Now you were working here for almost two years, and you two had already gone through so much trouble, most of them because of overly disrespectful customers. But as Mr. Adams always put it: “The customer is king.” Even if they complained about the coffee being two degrees too hot, or the amount of whipping cream on their waffles being too high.

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A/N: I made it! Thank you for the support, it motivated me to keep going all those times I wanted to quit.

I decided to make this last one Tiva, like seriously Tiva, as in, if I hadn’t stopped writing when I did, global warming would’ve accelerated even faster, and I would’ve had to up the rating to Mature.

Day 30: Write about facilities shut down due to the snow.

Also on FanFiction and AO3. Previous days under the tag write about winter

Word count: 1112

“What are you doing here,” Tony asked, running a hand through sleep-tousled hair.

“I am picking you up, as agreed.” Ziva looked him up and down and checked her watch. Why wasn’t he dressed yet, when she was actually 15 minutes late?

“Didn’t you get the text last night? Navy Yard’s shut down; no electricity, no heating, and you know, the whole blizzard forecast.” He waved a hand in the general direction of a window.

“Oh, my phone died. And then the electricity went out, so I couldn’t charge it.”

“Yes,” Tony said, “because of the blizzard.”

He stared at her, any trace of sleep gone from his eyes. “Wait, you drove here?”

Ziva scoffed. “Of course I did. There was no traffic.”

“Because of the blizzard. No sane person would drive around in a blizzard,” Tony said and raised an eyebrow. “Oh right…”

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Out Of My Mind

Sequel to Psyche You Out

Summary: “I want you to not come.” Dan groaned, flexing his fingers uselessly. “That’s kind of what we’ve been doing for that past God-knows-how-long.” “No,” Phil said, and Dan instinctively froze at the word. “I want to you not come until I say so on Saturday night.” Dan’s eyes flew open, and his jaw dropped. “You can’t be serious.” “I am.” Phil kept his gaze steady on Dan. “Completely and totally serious.” “Phil, it’s fucking Sunday.”

Tags/warnings: Teacher x Student, daddy kink, smut, edging, just generally sin

Word count: 5954

A/N: Oh my god… Well, people wanted a sequel, here’s a sequel, featuring totally not self-indulgent porn and you know what I’m just going to go take a cold shower now my god was that frustrating to write (read on ao3)

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I’m not a Monster Part 4

A/N: So here is part 4. I am doing really good getting a part out every night. Also I dont know how i survived writing with out my Steve @iwillbeinmynest . I swear she writes half my stories. Anyways, i hope you all like this chapter and feedback is greatly appreciated.

Tag list:(Message me if you want to be added or removed): @canumoveyourseatup-no @iwillbeinmynest @jaderz-mega-yikes @pandellaz @zxcorra @evependragon @grantsgoreousgirl @shamvictoria11 @ryverpenrad @jesslovesfandom @shiejinx @roseeternity @4theluvofall @strange-polish-lass @angel34jolly-blog @wonderless-screwup @blue1928

Warnings: Sadness???

Word count: 1191

Part one

Part two

Part three

Feeling a pressure on your wrist you tried to open your eyes, but felt like you eyelids weighed a million pounds. Giving up you choose to relax and try and hear what was going on. And what was happening.

Last thing you remembered was……..Oh. That’s why your head hurt. When you saw him all these repressed memories had resurfaced all at once causing you to pass out. Or at least that’s what you assumed.

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Friendly Fire (pt. 3)

part two • part four

Bucky x Reader

Summary: You were tired and your hair was a mess. All you were doing was putting your hair up, but the hair tie had other plans. Now you’re in this little war with Bucky. Who will win, who will lose?

Word Count: 1,200

Warnings: some cursing here and there, + almost nude buckster

Notes: at this point, i don’t even know if its considered a drabble. i love details too much to keep it short and simple. sue me. anyways, these pranks are getting intense. i’m not saying someone might actually get hurt…. but i’m also not saying that someone won’t. makes sense? no? well its 3:44 am so my brain is mush. apologizing in advance for typos, and mistakes. enjoy this cute war ~ let me know if youd like to be tagged :)

With your cheeks burning, you caustiously made your way back to your room. You closed your door, leaned your back against it and slowly slid down. First your phone, then your clothes… Whats next? God knows what else Buck has planned.

You sighed, rolling your eyes to the ceiling.

How did he even get my phone to stick to the ceiling like that? No tape, glue or string could have held a piece of metal like that. Unless…

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. run a scan on my entire room for any differences within the past two days” you called out. You got up, changing into your favourite black yoga tights with a worn out grey tank. As you dried your hair, the A.I replied back.

“It appears that you have a magnetic field coming in from above. Seems like the source is a-”

“Let me guess; electromagnet”

“Yes, that would be correct, Miss Y/N.”

So that’s how he did it. I should have known.. But where did he get one? Doesn’t matter. Answers aren’t a priority anymore. Revenge is. He wants a war, I’ll give him one.

You left your room only to find Nat and Tony in the kitchen.

“Oh hey, Y/N” Nat chuckled out, “I’m glad to see you found your clothes.”

Tony tried not to laugh, but you can see the ends of his lips poking out into a smile.

“Where is everyone?”

“They all went on a last minute scout mission, except for me, Tony and Wanda. We’re staying here to test out this new thing Tony has been working on.”

You nodded, and headed upstairs to find the room above you. To your surprise, it was Visions. At first, you felt bad about creeping around, but you had to find this magnet thing. As you crawled around the floor, you spotted something under the chair.

“Ah ha! Gotcha no-”

“You’d think that after years of intense training, you’d be better at snooping around.”

Nearly hitting your head on the chair, you sat up to meet eyes with Natasha. You could see she wasn’t mad, but rather curious and amused. You got up to walk towards her, holding the magnet in your hand.

“If you really want to know, Bucky and I have a war going on. Have any info on where he might’ve gotten this?” you asked her, hoping that she would know something. She let out another chuckle and grabbed your arm, pulling you downstairs to Tony’s lab.

“Wait, so you have a whole bunch of these magnet things?? For what?” you questioned Tony as you opened a few boxes, full of more magnets.

“If you’re that curious, I’ve been working on a new suit that uses these magnets to lock into place, causing more fluid mov-”

“Okay, okay I get it. How many would it take to cause someone to be stuck in place? As in, they’re not going anywhere?”

Tony gave you a questioning look, only to move his gaze towards Nat, who just shrugged.

“Y/N and Bucky are engaging in a prank war”

“Well in that case, be my guest Y/N. This is enough to keep that old popsicle in place. Here’s a remote that controls the strength and power. Just remember to turn the things on.”

You beamed as Tony handed you a medium sized box, placing the control on the top. Thanking Tony and Nat, you took off.

Alright, the magnets are in place. Now I just have to get him in here.

Deviously laughing to yourself, you awaited for Sam and Bucky to meet you in the gym. Once you finished setting up the magnets in place, you asked F.R.I.D.A.Y. to notify the both of them to come down to the gym for a little training. You had placed two sets of magnets; one above the ring and one above the door frame. This was going to be good.

“Alright Y/N, you ready to get your ass handed to you?” Wilson called out from the door. You let out a small laugh, and hopped into the ring.

“Bring it, birdboy.”

Within ten minutes, you managed to pin Sam down twice. You got up, lending your hand outwards to help him get up. He waved your hand away, and rolled out of the ring.

“Honestly, I’m just tired from the mission. Give it a go with grandpa over here” he said, nudging Bucky into the ring. You maneuvered your pointer finger at him, signaling him to come at you. He gave you one of his famous smirks before hopping into the ring.

“I’ll try to go easy on you, doll” he said in that sarcastic tone.

“Oh please, Bucky dear” you stepped towards him, getting rid of the space in between. You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and leaned dangerously close, whispering into his ear.

“I got you right where I want you”

With that, you quickly pressed the button on the control, and a low hum began. You pulled away from Bucky’s grasp, watching as his arm swung upwards to the ceiling.

“Wait wha-” he barely managed to say, as he zoomed up to the ceiling. He was just a few feet off the ground, so there was no harm.

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK” he yelled out, as he tried to pull his arm off the ceiling. You and Sam were officially on the ground, dying of laughter. The both of you were laughing so hard, that you’d probably have an asthma attack.

“Sam hurry! Let’s get out of here before Buckaroo kills us” you choked out.

“Us? You mean, YOU! I have nothing to do with this” he said between gasps of air.

As you two made it to the door, you pressed the button again, releasing Bucky. He landed upright, only stumbling to the side before jumping out of the ring, heading straight for you. You quickly stepped into the hallway, making sure to keep a safe distance from the door.

“You are so dea-”

“Ah, ah, ahh, not if I have something to buy me a few extra minutes of life” you amusingly replied, pressing the button once Bucky reached the door.

Once again, the low hum rang out and within a few seconds, Bucky was hanging on the door frame. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of the world’s deadliest assassin, hanging helplessly from a door. Stepping closer, you decided to take your prank further.

“If I recall this morning, I was missing my clothes” you smirked at Bucky, “it would be a shame… if..”

You rapidly grabbed ahold of the elastic band of Bucks short, pulling them down carefully and off his body.

“Jesus Y/N sTOP” he said, raising his voice “you win! okay? let me down!”

“Oh no, I don’t think so. You wanted a war, and now you got one.”

You let out a playful evil laugh, walking away as you swung his shorts around and over your shoulder. Leaving Bucky hanging out in the open, revealing grey boxer briefs with red, white and blue stars. Once you were clear, you pressed the button to let him down.

“This is far from over, sweetheart” he mumbled under his breath.

comments? threats? ideas?
edit: the name has been removed, sorry about that.

tagged: @mattymattymerduck @winchester-with-wings @just-call-me-mrs-captain @rayswritingcorner @matthewmurrdock @jarnesbrnes @bionic-buckyb@writingbarnes @fallen-stark @bovaria @anitavalija @justanotherfangurlz @vverecat @widowvinter @blueswallow5 @crazychick010 @nopevilleluas

i thought of angels


Excerpt: I can’t believe I’m actually writing this. I don’t know why I thought this would be a good idea, but here I am. This was your favourite pen when we still lived together. I still don’t know why it’s your favorite. I always thought it was ridiculous that you had favourite pens, but I loved it.

I really don’t know why this happened, or if we can ever patch this up. If we do, it’ll sure as hell leave some scars.

Based on this prompt.

Beta: @mymusicisolder

Word count: 10,424

Warnings: smut, cheating, breathplay, D/s, hetero sex (le GASP) breakup, heavy heavy angst, shouting, the whole shebang (its based off a FOB song what were u guys expecting)

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Summary: (based on a prompt someone sent in that i dont have saved. sorry!) Dan gets really turned while they are shopping, not being able to go home yet, they whisper dirty things to each other until they  go home and then… you know,

Word count: 2395 words

Warning: smut, dirty talking, gayness… what do you expect? reader discretion advised? 

A/N: this is actually my first smut so aye its probably shit but enjoy! also i wrote the at 5 AM so theres another thing.

Phil had once again dragged me out to the shops. He’s a grown man that should be able to buy clothing by himself; why did I always have to go?

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Was tagged by @marytext for a tag game :) (First time too ahaa why not)

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better 
: …..I’ll tag anyone who wants to do it I hope that counts xD

Relationship status: single! Never really been in a relationship before. Keep reading to find out why.

Favorite colors: sky blue, lila purple, cold colors in general 

Pets: None but I really want a dog whenever I have enough time on my hands. I used to have a kitten named Sora but had to sell him because my mom became allergic…

Wake up time: EARLY AF. During school sometimes between 4-6:30 am. Other days I wake up mainly at 6 am or so. 

Cats or dogs: dogs :D Even though I’m more approached by cats

Coke or Pepsi: Haven’t had pepsi since 2006 so coke lol

Day or night: Day because that’s when I can draw out or write down all the good shit that popped in my head. I’m so lame at night I give myself a curfew so at night it’s a race against time for me and my project. I give myself pressure.


Chapstick or lipstick: Neither. I end up licking my lips and getting sick either way -u-

Last song I listened to: Moon Bounce by Gent & Jawns

As mentioned I will tag whoever want’s to!

The Michael Jones Fic Challenge

Hello! I am Chu and I’m Michael Jones trash hoping to bring more fics into the world. Which is why I’m initiating this challenge/contest. It’s all a bit of fun, and I hope I can get a few people in on it :)

Prompts: keeping it simple, 1 word prompts. [mainly angsty, i’m not sorry]

nosebleed, nightmare, dizziness, magic, Panic Attack, crying, AU, Lost, roommates, building, birthday. 

Catagories for winning [which are subject to change and additions]

Best overall fic
Most creative
Most Surprising
Best plot twist
Most emotional devastation caused.

Onto the requirements.

As you can guess by the title this is a Michael Jones challenge, therefore Michael must be included. Preferably Michael centric but hey as long a he’s there.
No minimum/maximum word count so don’t panic if you can’t write the novels some people can!
Must include at least one of the prompt words, it can definitely include more than one.

That’s it…all the requirements.

Deadline: July 1st. 

Fics should be posted to tumblr and tagged with my URL. I’ll send out a message when i’ve seen your entry, if you don’t get one in 24 hours link me to the fic because it might not have shown up in my tag!

Prizes include but are not limited to: Promo’s from me and my limited amount of followers [enticing I know] Oneshots from myself and mybelovedmavin ; and roosterteeth merch!

Surprise threesome [M.C & C.H]


this was written like a year and a half ago I was still a fetus in writing smut so do not judge this work okay it’s fairly well written (not really that was a lie)

no this isn’t malum smut smh i am working on that right now its het i know gross right gay smut is 100% better but enjoy anyways
word count - 1434

   I swayed along to the music beating through my veins,taking over my being,almost causing me to crash my fucking car.I sauntered up to my front door,and realized the garage door opened a crack. I peered over at it,seeing Michael’s car in it. A flash of confusion swept my face,but soon replaced by something else. I was happy he was here. It may take my mind off of Calum and the small disagreement we had for a bit,that was the single most reason I hung out with Michael in the first place.

I jogged up to the door,opening it slightly,and hearing some loud laughing and a choked laugh.

I was confused so I followed the sound,finding myself at the entrance of the room Calum likes to call his ‘game room’

when in all reality all it was was a computer,TV,gaming stations,and a big king sized bed we usually slept in when he was over.

I walked in quietly and overheard Calum and Michael laughing about lord knows what. They snapped their uttermost attention towards me,and immediately ceased their laughing,their expressions becoming serious.

“Y/N.” Michael mumbled his one-word sentence,seemingly giving Calum what looked like a que.

They both eased from their chairs and walked towards me,their eyes burning with lust. I hadn’t noticed before,but the only light was the rays daring to peek through the shallow glass,piercing the curtains barely doing much good for the lights.

It made the room a whole lot more seductive.

Michael edged closer,taking his pick and giving me a light kiss on my lips. It felt foreign,odd,and I was amazed he had the audacity to do that right in the midst of Calum looking at us,but he didn’t mind at all whatsoever.

Calum came up behind me and started rubbing me through my pants,arousing me.

I moaned softly into Michael’s eager mouth,causing him to bite down onto my bottom lip,only making me want them more.


I was suddenly aware of four hands touching me, feeling me.

“What’s going on?” I managed to squeak out.

“Well here’s the thing,” Calum started, “I want you,he wants you,you want me,and him also.”

I blushed and stared consciously into his eyes,looking blank.

“I heard you last night Y/N. Don’t play stupid.” Michael laughed out. I suddenly got wide-eyed and knew what he was talking about.

I had been watching old videos of Michael & I together,him grinding over me. I had no absolute recollection of making these,but I had found them and had to admit,it was pretty steaming.

I had been feeling hot and bothered watching him,so I tried to take care of it myself. I had moaned his name out multiple times thinking he was asleep,but seemingly wasn’t.

I bit my lip and stared up at him,embarrassed.

I was pushed onto the large bed by a horny Calum,doggy position. I took my chance and started unzipping Michael slowly,taking him apart from the inside while not even pressing up against him on the outside.

I could feel him stiffening up,his length uncomfortably pressed against the tight cloth.

I grasped him through his briefs,making him purse his lips tightly,attempting to stifle a loud moan, and failing.

I palmed him more,till he couldn’t hold his messy moans to himself any longer. He let out a frustrated groan and slipped them off without any struggle.

His throbbing dick sprung out and slapped his torso,making my jaw drop. His size was impressive to say the least. I licked my lips and held him in front of my mouth.

I vigorously licked at his tip,tantalizing him. He hissed out a moan or two before wrapping his fingers in my hair and pushing himself into my mouth,almost hitting the back of my throat.

My teeth grazed his hard skin,continuing to tease him. He started to become a moaning mess when I felt the sudden burst of pleasure as Calum entered me unexpectedly. I couldn’t remember the last time he started this fast and frankly I didn’t give a shit.

I moaned onto Michael,giving him the opportunity to fuck my mouth relentlessly.

Calum pounded into me harder. And harder. I screamed as he made me endure the feeling of him hitting my G-spot with every passing thrust.

“Shit Y/N.” Michael hissed in an attempt to push me harder onto him. I could feel the burning pit of passion building up in the bottom of my stomach,threatening to release at any moment onto Calum.

Calum held tightly onto my burning raw skin as I felt him continuously slapping onto me,pushing me closer.

I looked up at Michael,batting my eyelashes,trying my hardest to be more seductive than submissive. My fingernails dug into his toned torso,making him call out for me.

My legs shook with every passing second,torturing me,almost making me collapse. My breaths shook and became more and more shaky.

I felt Michael’s dick twitch in my mouth,shoving me to my high. I released onto Calum and Michael soon announced he was close as well.

I pulled him away from me so that he unloaded onto my bare chest that Calum had uncovered whilst pounding me.

Michael leaned his head back and took a few shallow breaths while Calum got closer to coming.

He pulled out before he could though,and repositioned us so that I was straddling him.

I gave him a questioning look till I got the vibe and took him into my mouth,swirling my tongue around his tip teasingly.

Michael firmly pressed his tongue against my entrance licking up the rest of my arousal that he and Calum both caused.

Then we decided on switching positions again so that Calum was standing up beside the bed,Michael was lying on his back on the bed,and me confused.

“See here baby,you’re gonna ride Michael’s face and suck me off.”  Calum said matter-off-factly. I was shocked and a bit concerned because II had never ridden someone’s face and never actually planned on doing so. But I obeyed nevertheless.

I hesitantly lowered myself onto Michael’s face,moaning instantly.

I held back on bursting again with pleasure to place Calum into my mouth,biting down gently and dragging my teeth across him. He moaned and pumped himself where I couldn’t fit him into my mouth,and with the other hand encouraged me to go deeper whilst pushing the back of my head onto him. His tip grazed my throat,enlivening my gag reflexes.

He was throbbing in my mouth,begging for more. In which I gave him. I licked up his shaft,quickening my pace a few steps more.

“Babbby fuckk your so g-good at this.” I loved this effect I had on him,the way he became putty in my hands. “You love my hard cock don’t you babygirl?”

I started bouncing a little onto Michael’s face after those words,inflicting more pleasure onto myself. I loved the way his tongue perfectly moved in sync with my movements,and the way he made eye contact with me every time I looked down on him.

His hands pinched at my hips,pulling me harder onto him,dispensing more pleasure like a machine. Calum seemed to clearly enjoy the way my moans shook his dick,making him twitch in my mouth.

“Shit Y/N I’m gonna come..” He groaned,his alert coming a bit late. He released into my mouth,making me swallow all of his load.

I rode out the rest of my high,taken aback by the complete state of euphoria he was causing me. He was a master craftsmen with his tongue most definitely.

I threw my head back and muffled the scream by shoving my lips against Calum’s.

I flopped onto my bed,completely exhausted. They settled down on either side of me and burst out laughing.

“I knew you were good. But not that fucking good.” Michael joked. I sighed and cuddled against Calum. I was still dumbfounded by the reaction he had to it all,that he was okay with it.

“Why thankyou!” I said modestly.

Like that was a word I could even use anymore.

I gave Calum’s chest a light kiss and was drained so much in exhaustion that I didn’t even feel my eyelids weighing down,causing me to drift into my own little dream world.

As a result of this little exchange, giveusakiss413 and I have come to the conclusion that the “Sherlock Holmes/Mycroft Holmes’s Umbrella” tag, which thus far (shockingly) only includes one work, could use some sprucing up. We’re adding to it. Porn ahoy!

I’m tagging those who immediately come to mind whose skill sets make them particularly ripe in my opinion for this cracktastic voyage but I am sleepy and have probably missed a crapton of you whom I love. If you can think of anyone else who might like to write a short ditty on this theme for mutual linkage and hilarity please let them know. AND anyone can play so if you want to do this, JOIN US. There’s no real time limit or word count or rules because why would there be? Make up your own damn rules.

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