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#The 100 college au
naturecalls111 · 11 months
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Attention
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kan-be · 8 months
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beware of gremblins
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thinking about telling tasm!peter to come over with his favorite camera and take pictures in my lingerie and pictures of him fucking me just for later 🥰
Take A Picture, I’ll Last Longer 
--genre + trope: fluff, nsfw.
--pairing: college!tasm!peter parker x college!f!reader
--word count: 0.7k
--warnings: use of a camera, mentions of pants tightening (LMAO), lingerie.
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“What’re you doing right now, baby?”
A beat passes before he responds, “Nothing, bug. Why? What’s up?”
“Oh, nothing,” you sigh, “just missing you.” Holding the phone to your ear, you look at yourself in the mirror in front of you. You admire the lace details on the recent purchases you picked up from the store, running your finger along the trim. 
“Well, I can come over right now. Just give me like fifteen minutes to get over there,” you can hear the rustling of objects in the background, Peter not needing confirmation to start getting ready to leave.
A smirk rises to your lips, deciding to play with his head a little bit, “You better hurry, baby. I wanna show you something. Oh! And bring your camera with you.”
He notices that you’re tone has changed, and it makes him wonder what you could be planning. He pauses his movements to reach over to his desk, picking up his trusty camera. “Okay bug, I’ll be there soon.”
“Bye, Petey.” 
Hanging up, you toss your phone on the bed, taking a look at yourself another time. A part of you is nervous coming off this strong, anxious thoughts plague your mind. What if I don’t look good? Is this too much? He might think this is stupid, I should just change. Taking a deep breath, you calm yourself down. Peter is a simple man, if he sees his stunning girlfriend in a beautiful set of lingerie, he’s going to worship your being for the rest of his days. There was no doubt about it. 
Your curtains are drawn when you hear a knock on your window, hastily walking over, you pull them back, revealing your figure. Even with the glass separating you two, you could feel Peter’s eyes run across every inch of your body.
He’s the one that pushes the window open, eyes never leaving your frame as he climbs inside your bedroom. Dropping the backpack he brought with him to the floor, he pulls your face in to envelop your lips in a breathtaking kiss. He starts to walk the both of you to your bed behind you, clearly needing you as soon as possible. “Wait, baby,” you pull away, breathless, “did you bring your camera?”
Still an inch away from your face, he eyes your lips as you talk, “Yeah, why?” 
You push him away, and sit on the corner of your bed, “Take some pictures of me. I bought this just for you.” 
A breathy laugh leaves him, staring at you with eyes full of lust. He can’t believe what you’ve just asked, he’s in shock, he’s in love. Breaking eye contact with you, he reaches down into his backpack and pulls out his camera, turning it on and correcting the focus before snapping a picture of you sitting on the bed, legs crossed, leaning back on your hands, eyes looking up through your eyelashes, and a dangerously wicked smile on your lips. The quick and bright flash lights up the room as the shutter, along with Peter’s breathy moans, are the only things heard within those walls. 
Your little photoshoot lasts a good twenty minutes, Peter barely has to give you instructions on how to pose. You know what he likes, and you make sure to give him your all. He barely lasts the twenty minutes, every so often, you look down at his jeans, now tight and tenting. The sight of him hard gives you a feeling of gratification, you were so worried for nothing. “God, you are amazing (Y/N),” he mutters, as he clicks through the pictures he just took. 
He walks over to sit beside you, tilting the camera towards you to show you the pictures as well. “What are you going to do with them?” 
Peter looks down into your eyes once again, a teasing smile painting his face, “What do you think I’m going to do with them?”
“Hmm,” you tap your index finger against your chin, acting clueless, “I don’t know…Why don’t you show me?”
He already set his camera carefully on the floor before he responds, knowing exactly what is going to happen, “Show you, huh? I think I can do that.”
You giggle before he attacks you in a hug, pulling you down onto the mattress. 
--author's note: sorry guys i left you hanging for the smut LOL. send me some more smut requests, these are fun;) keep sending me requests!!!! my inbox is open!! keep supporting your writers by commenting, liking, and reblogging. ok, bye ily<333333
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carstairs112 · 3 months
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College rugby au
Gideon Nav making an absolute break for it down the field. I like to imagine everyone singing rugby songs after this. (Gideon 100% knows all the verses to Jesus saves and Harrow also leads the Jesus we’re only kidding verse).
Commissioned from @cora-illus
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hirookouji · 10 months
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context: rumors start circulating that midorima has a high chance to get selected in the nba draft so everybody starts talking abt his relationships w gom members who are already in the nba. leading to midorima making a clarification on twitter (he's clearly joking bc he loves them all)
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ad1thi · 6 months
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The thing about Alex is -
The thing about Alex is, he's straight.
As a matter of principle, Henry isn't a fan of casting aspersions about one's sexuality, and he's a big believer in self-identification - and Alex says he's straight.
So - Alex is straight.
Of course, one could argue, considering the fact that Alex is currently kneeling on the floor of Henry's childhood bedroom, doing inexplicable things with his mouth that make Henry feel like his breath is trapped in his throat - one could argue that if anyone were in a position to cast aspersions on Alex's sexuality, it would be Henry.
But Henry does not assign labels to people that they do not adopt themselves.
And so :
Alex is straight.
Alex pulls off with a wet pop, grinning toothily up at Henry.
"You can fuck my face if you want," He says, tilting his head in a way that means that Henry's grip in his hair tightens almost involuntarily, and Henry gets to see the way Alex's pupils dilate as a result. "I quite like it when people fuck my face."
Henry doesn't respond verbally, can't get the words to come out fast enough, and so he just nods shakily, which Alex takes as permission to continue; licking up the shaft of Henry's cock before tonguing the head softly, like some fucked up tease.
The thing is, Henry reminds himself, with supreme effort, Alex is straight.
(with terms and conditions)
tbc
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kingarmorking · 3 months
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@just-a-lamp original post was getting long so NEW POST (picking up from here)
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HRRMMMMMM au names... "boats and stars" sounds like a good placeholder for now unless smth else comes up (the song is boats and birds but yknow) arguably "boats and bats" could be used too
quick switch focus to heart hotel and other characters! (uh this got. longer than i was expecting so CUT)
vanitas working at the sanctuary just makes me laugh because any time riku gets swarmed by the bats he makes it a point to record it to send to roxas. vani promised lil bro that hed send anything like that to him cause shits funny as hell
vani rescued a bat from drowning (coughfloodcough) and its the one bat that Does Not want anything to do with riku. hes a nippy bastard and Will Bite, vani is the only exception and hes the only one who can handle him and not get bit
ventus being an announcer is genius i love it, he hypes sora up so much for his shows and they play off each other So Well! i can see him being like... head waiter? idk if manager would be the right word here
and by extension xion would probably be a mermaid too! i can see her making necklaces/bracelets/etc out of shells around the aquarium and they sell them at the gift shop, though she def gives some directly to some kids during her shows
roxas is a cook and he makes it clear he doesnt wanna deal with The Public™️ as i like to call it because thats WAY too much of a fuckin headache he doesnt know how ventus does it
considering the fact that four of the five of them work at this place, it probably ran in the family and vanitas was the only one like "nah fuck that i wanna do smth different" but sometimes he'll show up for halloween events
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steddie-fanfic-recs · 3 months
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Sneaky Link
by morningberries
Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Gareth (Stranger Things), Chrissy Cunningham, Jason Carver, The Party (Stranger Things) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Sex Work, OnlyFans, Sex Worker Steve Harrington, steve harrington has nipple piercings, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Virgin Eddie Munson, Masturbation, Porn Watching, Sexting, Steve Harrington Has a Big Dick, Inexperienced Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Friendship, Robin Buckley & Eddie Munson Friendship, Enemies to Lovers, background ronance, Nudes, Come play, Come as Lube, Wet & Messy, moodboard, Cum Slut Eddie Munson, POV Eddie Munson, Top Eddie Munson, Bottom Steve Harrington, they’re switches bitches, Top Steve Harrington, Bottom Eddie Munson, Slow Burn, Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Getting Together, First Time, Porn With Plot, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Play, Mutual Pining, Switching, Miscommunication, Mistaken Identity, Coming Out, Multiple Orgasms, Ass to Mouth, Rimming, Light Angst, Friends to Lovers, Hand Jobs, Frottage, Feminization, Public Hand Jobs, Fluff, POV Multiple, Only for one chapter tho, Religious Conflict, (aka canon typical Jason), Eventual Relationships, Everyone is gay (because I say so), Sex Toys, Moving In Together, Happy Ending, Complete Words: 151,777 Chapters: 20/20
Summary
HailToTheKing: tell me what you look like ELMst01: tall, pale af, few tats here and there Steve lifts his eyes from his phone. He must be wondering why Eddie is smiling like a fucking idiot. Eddie pretends not to notice Steve sizing him up from head to foot. Judging bastard. HailToTheKing: sounds hot HailToTheKing: just my type OR The only thing worse than Steve Harrington, is the fact that Eddie got paired with him for his college assignment. At least the sexy guy he subscribes to on OnlyFans is a good distraction to keep Eddie's mind away from Steve, and the annoying crush he hates that he's starting to develop on his project partner.
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ghostly-cabbage · 2 years
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Title Challenge:
Two Steps to the Left
Ooo! I really like this title! Thank you so much for sending something!!! Hmm...
Honestly the vibe I get from this right away is maybe like a summoning fic... I think that’s super fun! Also how about a college!AU?
Black magic is often referred to as the left-hand path. I think witchy Sam is delicious so I’m imagining... Sam convinces Tucker late one night to have fun and try this ritual she found in some grimoire from that bookstore she likes.
I love more realistic AU’s but keeping Amity Park weird as hell, so I think I’d keep Amity a thin spot with natural vortexes and portals and plenty of entities and things that go bump in the night. Maybe this particular spell is a protection spell of sorts. Written in latin which Sam knows the basics but isn’t fluent. (i.e. She doesn’t read the fine print.)
Tucker is reluctant of course, but Sam is like, “Come on, Tucker, It’s just for fun. Quit being such a stick in the mud. Plus, are you saying that it wouldn’t be nice to have some protection from all the crazy shit happening lately?”
Tucker begrudgingly agrees, because... yeah. Shit’s been freaky.
So, they do the ritual.
And well. It doesn’t go exactly as they planned.
( Nitty gritty of my thought process for the spell itself, feel free to skip: With left-path magic, intention is the most important, secondary is the objects and components you use to further refine it. Despite the bad rap, satanists that practice left-path magic don’t believe in sacrifice or blood offerings. Emotional energy and intention is far more powerful. That being said, I think I would make the spell be an invocation of compassion, and be something adjacent to spells from the Book of Leviathan. Leviathan, serpent of the black abyss, usually related to evil or the fight of good and evil and blah blah blah. I’m also thinking about the Feathered Serpent, or Quetzalcoatl, from Aztec religion. Quetzalcoatl is a supernatural deity that was said to be able to pass through different planes of existence, like life and death. ANYWAY. These are the places I’d draw inspiration for the spell!)
Sam and Tucker’s desire for protection is real; I think for more things in their life than just the ghosts in Amity. Regardless, the spell works.
Because I’m terribly predictable, I would change Danny’s design from canon and have him look way more creature and entity like. Maybe have him be all black/mostly shadow figure, save for his eyes. And the long tail ovb bc I love Danny being snek.
The “Two Steps” from the title, I’d want the “two” to represent Sam and Tucker. Because they performed the ritual together, Danny (or Phantom) is bound/corded to the both of them (for life or until they break the spell if they wanted to). Again, bc I’m predictable, I would make this an everlasting trio fic because I love the them.
Sam and Tucker, who were not expecting THIS, are rightfully freaked the hell out. That scene would be so fun, because Phantom would look like THAT and yet he’s there to protect them from any and all manner of ills within his power.
I don’t actually like fics where Danny is fully dead, but for this idea to work the way I’d want it to it’s unavoidable I think. To remedy this I’d have him still be able to assume a human form. People can still sense something very... off about him, but he’s able to pass as human.
HOWEVER, the other side of the coin! The fun of Danny being dead, but not knowing who he was or how he died. Leaving the story to Sam and Tucker to pick up and assemble the pieces. A good ‘ol mystery fic heh heh! 
Sam would be an enviornmental science major and Tucker would be computer science and engeneering. Danny is... Well. Dead.
Cue Sam and Tucker now trying to keep their new overbearing ghost hitchhiker a secret while still also being normal college kids. For fun I’d throw in some A-listers but make them chill now. Maybe some of them are in the same dorm hall heheh. 
This idea is also HEAVILY influenced by Loveless’ cover of MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. That song has the vibe that I would chase for the fic.
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raiiny-bay · 18 days
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thinking about it & genuinely i don't think i could have picked a better name for kel if i tried. that guy is a kelly through & through
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AU’s I’m thinking about tonight:
TriMax Vash & Wolfwood western au (they’re outlaws taking refuge in an “abandoned” barn when Fen stumbles across them)
Tristamp baseball AU (literally the ONLY reason this is on my mind is because of that one baseball post that goes around every once in awhile where a baseball player is talking to a reporter and a ball comes flying towards the reporter and the guy just nonchalantly glances back and catches it. I want to draw Wolfwood and Meryl in that situation)
Kids’ soccer coach AU (the only reason this came to mind is because I think it’d be VERY funny to have Tristamp Wolfwood and Em be coaches for two different kids teams and have this intense rivalry and then confused referee Vash and a bunch of clueless little kids in the background )
Additionally: Modern AU where Fen works at a Nature Center at a park that Vash likes to visit a lot, and one day he brings Wolfwood with him (who isn't much of a nature guy/outdoors-y person) but once he meets Fen he's captivated and he keeps coming back to "hike" just to chat with her ;-;
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definitelynotshouting · 10 months
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Screaming, crying, dying inside, aaaaaaaaaa the Pearl and Grian convo was so BAD, HELPPPP
I mean, it was good in the sense that you wrote it masterfully, but IT'S A MESS omg
You're right, you did make it worse than Mumbo and Grian argument, dear heavens aboveeeee
I just wanna pick all of the characters in the fic by the scruff of their neck, like a bunch of kittens, and give 'em a lil shake. Just a lil. Hopefully enough to knock some sense into them, just enough to make them realise... I dunno, the value of trust and open communication? Mayhaps?
They all have so much emotional baggage, they end up (metaphorically) tripping over the suitcases on the floor, smh
~🌠
PS On a more personal note, congrats on getting your dream job!!! I hope you love it there ^.^
(Also, I too had a BNHA phase a few years back, so it amuses me greatly to know that you decided to get an editor job bcuz of being a beta-reader for a fic from that fandom lol/pos)
STAR ANON HELLO!!!! :D
Oh my gods yeah the Pearl+Grian convo is a wreck fr, they are both so fucked up and im really glad people found the dynamic and behavior i portrayed with them to be interesting and like, smth that hit really well. Truly, just writing that convo felt like continually getting hit in the face with a spiked baseball bat; i cant even begin to imagine what that was like as a reader 💀💀💀💀💀
Thank you so much for the congratulations!!! Waking up to that email was like the world's best glitter bomb to the face AKDNAKDJKSKS i was so excited and shocked. And YEAH absolutely buckwild that bnha got me into the editing profession. I never wouldve guessed that bnha fanfic would lead to an entire career for me 😂😂😂😂😂
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chiarrara · 3 months
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some of y'all will make a playlist and name it "most accurate megumi fushiguro playlist, what he ACTUALLY listens to" and it's 25 songs about being a lesbian
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exe’s to lovers with frat! tasm, he comes crawling back and crying (its kinda pathetic but)
Till His Lungs Give Out
--genre + trope: hurt/comfort, light angst, college!au, sfw.
--pairing: frat!tasm!peter parker x college!gn!reader
--word count: 0.7k
--warnings: language, peter is so pathetic, peter is also an asshole in the beginning tbh.
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It was weird walking by yourself to your apartment. No matter what time it was, Peter was always by your side. It didn’t matter if he had to be somewhere when he was walking you to and from your class, this was his time with you, and he swallowed every second of it. 
You couldn’t help but envelope yourself with those memories, but the cool air whipping past your cheeks shocks you back into reality. It’s easy to reminisce about the good times with Peter, especially when you don’t have him anymore. Breaking up with him wasn’t something you ever pictured would happen, especially within this semester. 
There is nothing inherently wrong with Peter, he just had small moments that turned into bigger moments. You didn’t feel especially valued in the relationship. Sure, he gave you special attention and bombarded you with love…within closed walls. It seemed like Peter turned into a different person the minute you two were in a social setting. He started to shut you out and treat you like you guys weren’t just cuddling in his room an hour earlier. It made you feel like there was something wrong with yourself like you were something to be ashamed of. 
When you broke up with him, you didn’t let him tell his side of the story, because his fraternity brothers interrupted you before you could even finish your sentence. You left him with a ‘We’re done, I can’t do this with you anymore. You treat me like-” before the hollers from the boys behind him cut your declaration short. It wasn’t like you didn’t provide him with the opportunity to pull you aside or tell them to fuck off, you did, and he still didn’t try to make an effort with you. You thought that he was just bringing you along for when he needed some personal attention, for when he was bored. 
Walking away from him, you didn’t look back, you didn’t want to act like you’d miss him. Because you don’t, you think.
It had been a few hours after you got home, and your roommate was out with her girlfriend for the evening. Sitting on the couch watching trash TV, you hear a knock at the front door. You pause the show in front of you and walk to the door, curious as to who could be knocking on a Friday night. Coming face to face with the door, you look through the peephole. You sigh, “Fuck.” Peter was standing on the other side, hands nervously in his pockets. Resting your forehead on the wood, you have a silent debate with yourself, thinking of letting him in or not. Another knock interrupts your thoughts. 
Pulling open the door, you’re met face to face with the boy you swore you wouldn’t talk to again. There’s a good long minute where both of you don’t say anything to each other, you don’t dare look in his eyes. A silent sniffle breaks the silence. Peering up at him, his eyes begin to water and his brows pinched together. “Bug, I’m so sorry. I-”, a broken sob leaves his lips. Pulling him inside, you close the door behind you. “I don’t know what I did,” he tries to speak again, albeit shaky, “but please, I’ll do better. I’ll be better, I’ll do anything. I-I’m sorry (Y/N).”
It’s almost hard to watch the scene unfold in front of you. You know Peter won’t stop apologizing until his lungs give out, so you take his hand and lead him to the couch. He keeps repeating ‘I’m sorry’ to you, and you need to stop him before he tires himself out. You reach your hand up and cradle his face, “Hey, Peter? Just take a breath, and then we’ll talk about everything, okay my love?” 
A nod followed from the broken boy in front of you, and that was all you needed before you told him everything. You told him how you felt, asked him why he felt the need to change himself around different people, and how you two can fix this. The rest of the night was spent with many heart-to-hearts and a movie playing in the background. Everything might not be okay for now, but you went to bed in a relationship again. The morning will come and another day will pass, but for now, you’re wrapped in your comforter with Peter, and that will do. 
--author's note: PATHETIC PETER RAHHHHHHH!!! writing peter when he's all sad and stupid because he did something dumb is my favorite things to write. ANYWAYS, thank you for the request!!! keep sending some asks in, i need more writing material. keep supporting your writers by liking, commenting, and reblogging!!! ok, bye ily<3333
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asimpforhotpixels · 2 years
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no thoughts. head empty.
just mean popular girl! signora and nerdy jock! reader
"they asked for no pickles" energy
brutal x gentle type of thing
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twpsyn-who · 2 years
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One Of Us Is Lying but with the Fruity Four (Robin, Steve, Nancy and Eddie) and they all have the same fucking secret
Even funnier if they had never meet prior to the detention.
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