#dark academia au

[larkoneironaut]

The new mysterious art history professor at your dark academia university

#dragon age #bioware #my art #da4 #dai #dragon age inquisition #solavellan #solas #dread wolf #fenharel #Dark academia AU #dark acadamia aesthetic #Professor Solas #I would return to university just for him #Fun fact #I have the exact same glasses but in dark gray 🤓

[skynobi]

obikin university au but it's dark academia 🕯️🩸🗡️ 📖 ╭( ･ㅂ･)و ̑̑

part 1

#obikin #dark academia au #my art #professor obi who has lovely strong ink-stained hands and smells like tobacco #there's messy desk sex #anakin kills headmaster palpatine 😌 #this goes v deep into my brain u dont wanna know #dark academia to me is like a weird amalgam of edwardian/victorian/brideshead 20s/ginsberg/neoclassicism so idk man

[bobfloydsbabe]

gold rush | eccentric professor!bob floyd x oc

SUMMARY: Everyone knows history professor Bob Floyd is a little eccentric. He only drinks tea steeped for exactly four minutes, his desk is pristine while the rest of his office looks like a bomb went off, he's distrustful of technology, and he definitely doesn't want or need a teaching assistant. Certainly not one who's as aggravating as she is pretty...

WARNINGS: academia au, enemies to lovers (if you squint), age gap (mid-to-late 20s/late 30s), bob being grumpy and rude. strictly 18+/minors dni.

WORD COUNT: ~0.5k

A/N: Eccentric Professor Bob Floyd has been on my mind constantly for the last week, so here we are with a moodboard and a short blurb. This AU will not be a full length series, but a collection of blurbs and drabbles. Special thanks to @ryebecca for raving with me about my new favorite grumpy man. Don't hesitate to send me questions and headcanons!

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Bob stops dead in his tracks in the doorway to his office, hot tea spilling over the edges of the cup.

Inside, among piles of books and paper, stands a woman with her back turned none the wiser to his presence. She can’t be one of his students–they know not to come to his office unless they have an appointment.

“Who are you?” he asks, not bothered with pleasantries.

She turns around with a startled laugh. “Dr. Floyd, you scared me,” she says with a hand pressed to her heaving chest. “You can’t sneak up on people like that.”

“You’re in my office,” he points out, brushing past her as he walks to his desk in long strides, placing his cup on a coaster to protect the wood.

“Right,” she agrees.

He sits and pulls his books closer to continue preparing for his next lecture, but his eyes drifts back to the young woman. She appears to be in her mid, maybe late twenties. Dark hair falls in loose waves around her face, and she’s looking at him expectantly. “Did you need something?” he asks.

She cocks her head to the side, brows furrowed. “I’m waiting for you to put me to work.”

“Work?”

“Yes,” she answers, incredulous. “What did your old TA do?”

He stares at her, almost convinced he’s hallucinating. “I don’t have a teaching assistant.”

She smiles at him, wide and enthusiastic. “Well, you do now. Would you like me to clean up a bit? It’s a little messy in here.”

Bob suppresses a frustrated groan. Pushing back from his desk, he stands and rounds his desk, stopping in front of her. The scent of her perfume hits his nostrils, something spicy and vaguely floral, and this close, he can see all the colors in her eyes. “I don’t want a TA and I certainly don’t need one. Whoever hired you–”

“Dr. Kazansky,” she interjects. “–made an error. Now, please, leave.”

Walking back around his desk, he ignores the sound of her taking a deep breath and composing herself. She doesn’t speak until he’s fully sat and emerged in his books again.

“You may not want me here, Dr. Floyd,” she begins through clenched teeth, forcing him to look up. She holds his gaze, determination and a hint of defiance in those dark doe eyes. “But you’re stuck with me. So, I’ll be back tomorrow and we can start over. Have a good day.”

The door slams and Bob’s left in the silence of his office, staring at the spot where she stood mere moments ago. Of course, Dr. Kazansky went behind his back to hire a teaching assistant–he’s insisted that Bob needs one for years, but Bob’s always been able to avoid it. Until now, it seems. He wonders how long she’ll last before she realizes he’s too set in his ways to change. But as he imagines the way her nose will scrunch in annoyance, it occurs to him he never even got her name.

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#robert bob floyd #bob floyd #robert floyd #bob floyd x oc #professor bob floyd #professor bob #professor au #dark academia au #top gun maverick #tgm #bob floyd fluff #bob floyd angst #madebyme #writtenbyme #mywriting #helena writes #lewis pullman

[lyadrielle]

Just a lil modern AU... We all gotta cope somehow ok!? I just hope we'll get to see Laudna come back 

History major Imogen - Archivist Laudna Also, imagine evil Dean of the Faculty Delilah and tyrannic Head of History Department Otohan... Also, I like the idea of Laudna as a vampire and thrall of Delilah.... So Chetney has to appear somewhere........... Oh I know! He's the master carpenter for the Film and Theater department! and also a werewolf!!! Which obviously brings Dark Magic Cosmic Horror/cultist Otohan and Imogen dragged into it all! End of rambling.

#critical role #critical role fanart #critical role spoilers #spoilers #c3 e34 #modern au #Imogen temult #Laudna #dark academia au

[finnpo3try]

and if i say you all failed by not writing a finnpoe dark academia au suddenly I'm the bad guy

#finnpoe #finn star wars #star wars #finn dameron #stormpilot #finn x poe #star wars sequel trilogy #poe x finn #poe dameron #rebel finn #dark academia #dark academia au

[tennessoui]

Dark academia au, you say? I didn't know you had a dark academia au 👁️👄👁️

um yes i absolutely do (she says, as if it's not one ficlet that occupies more of my mind than i want it to)

it's this ficlet!

basically scholarship kid anakin meets rich kid obi-wan at small expensive rich kid jedi college and they fall into something like love that probably isn't love or definitely isn't a healthy love cause obi-wan is just so sloppy fucked up in so many ways (which is why the alex law gif set i just reblogged made me think of it lol) and anakin spends half his time getting into shit with obi-wan and half his time trying to save obi-wan from himself and they're never in a proper relationship but that doesn't mean they don't fuck each other up for years and years

and eight years after they last talk anakin writes a book about jedi college and he changes everyone's names of course but obi-wan reads it and comes to see him and he's angry but also the chemistry between them is still electric and they fall into another relationship that anakin swears he doesn't love (even though he does) (because despite it all, obi-wan kenobi is the love of his life)

#asks #dark academia au #obikin #i actually just reread this ficlet lmao there are so many things i would fix if i could #but i do like the usage of passages from the book anakin writes #interspersed through the ficlet #and obi-wan reading it because he's an asshole #but anakin writing it because HE'S an asshole #no one is a good character in this fic #it's so nice

[hairmetal666]

I'm so excited to share that I'm working with BOTH the amazing @obligatedart (@Obligated_art on Twitter and @obligated_art on instagram) AND @parasite-z (@parasite_z on twitter) on my steddie dark academia au for the big bang. Coming your way this fall!

#steddie #big bang #steddie big bang #artist claims #fic announcement #ao3 fic #dark academia au #monster eddie munson #teacher steve harrington

[fastlikealambo]

EDDIE SABOTAGING THE CAR OMG

Could we see how the decision to get reader went down? Half of me thinks that they came up with a gameplay to seduce the reader, but the other half of me feels like they're semi-flying by the seat of their pants to get her

Also I'm devouring all of this AU, I love it!!

I'm having the best day with this au omg thank you <3

So it was both actually!

Nancy sat her lovers down after the first time Reader spent the night, after they all agreed that there was something about reader that they all felt in that short time in her presence. Nancy told them that they had to be careful, that reader was still so guarded, they couldn't just throw themselves at her feet or she'd be lost.

At that kitchen table, they all agreed to let reader slowly come to them, to draw her out in a slow seduction in their own ways with assistance from Nancy whom Reader already trusted. They agreed that while they couldn't be outright with their romantic intentions for Reader, they could still watch out for her.

They started their own individual plans; nancy convinced the editor of the newspaper to give reader a sports article about the swim team and guess who's on the swim team? Steve. Eddie is failing french 101 and guess who's a french minor? Reader. Reader's favorite campus coffee shop is hiring, guess who wants another part time job? Robin.

In their own little battle stations, they slowly start to get to know reader individually and fall just as hard as nancy, reporting back to each other on how their alone time with reader is going.

But then something happens, the outside world starts to creep in their relationship with reader. Steve overhears someone on the swim team talking bad about reader, someone spills their coffee on reader on purpose in Robin's presence, Eddie notices that Reader isn't smiling and laughing as much during their tutoring sessions, and Nancy sees Reader falling asleep in journalism class.

Nancy does a little digging and finds out in the beginning of the semester, some rich kid cheated off Reader during a test and reader went to a dean about it who let it slide with barely a slap on the wrist since their building was named after the kid's great great grandfather. the rich kid and their friends have been targeting reader ever since, even more since she's fallen in with the aloof foursome of hawkins that the rich kid can't pay for access to.

Reader mentions to Eddie that she's going to help him find a new tutor since she'll be transferring at the end of the semester AND ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE

This is when they start to go to the lengths explained in the last post, just pure chaos, and their more dark impulses start to make their way to the surface because not only is reader not supposed to leave, no one, and they mean, no one, is supposed to harm reader. there's a reason why people think nancy, robin, steve, and eddie are dangerous and someone's about to find out why....

#the fruity four #nancy wheeler x reader #eddie munson x reader #robin buckley x reader #steve harrington x reader #dark academia au #the fruity four x black reader

[a-queen-in-chains]

Checkmates

Daenerys Targaryen is the first of her family to go to King's Landing Academy instead of being tutored at Dragonstone. As such, many noble boys are drawn to her like flies to honey. Except Jon Snow. Ned Stark's bastard, not caring about his social standing, tends to do whatever he wants. Drawn to him and desperate to get the boys off her back, she fabricates an affair with Jon, forcing the two to fake date to avoid backlash from their families. Their "dates" include riveting chess matches and coffee. And, of course, they start to catch real feelings.

A Jonerys Dark Academia/Modern Royals AU fic idea!

#jonerys #jon x dany #otp: fire and ice #got #asoiaf #dark academia au #modern royals au #might write this one day #IF SOMEONE WANTS TO WRITE THIS #GO FOR IT #AND SEND ME IT #fake dating #moodboard #mine

[clare-with-no-i]

I was creeping on your WIPs tags and stumbled upon your jily dark academia one and by gods I was riveted! 'the patrician impertinence of a trust fund baby' line!!!! the cable knit sleeves!!!! ahhh!!! I know it was so long ago so you probably moved on from it, but if you can give us another snippet pretty please?

omg! that old girl! please trust me that I've never actually moved on from any of my wips, I just become paralyzed with anxiety whenever I think about them (often) and end up just scrolling what I already have without writing any more, lol. but it's always possible to come back!

sure, here's a snippet :)

#my stuff #dark academia au #or as I affectionately called it “dollar store donna tartt” #ask #anon #this was very sweet thank u for asking!! #lmk if I've posted this already in which case I'll post smith different #I cba to find the other snippets lol

[faunusrights]

what the dark academia au sounds like:

what the dark academia au is:

#mspaint doodles #dark academia au #weiss schnee #ilia amitola #my art #it is in fact the only move she knows #ilia: yeah i know how to play chess #ilia internally: like an IDIOT

[makeartnotfriends23]

Dark Academia AU with my ASMP characters

Topsoil belongs to @whimsicalwhespir

#my art #my ocs #dark academia #dark academia au #ocs #character designs #ASMP #ASMP au

[bobfloydsbabe]

dirty mind | eccentric professor!bob floyd x oc

a gold rush fic

SUMMARY: Imogen learns something new about Professor Bob.

WARNINGS: suggestive language, allusions to smut, age gap (mid 20s/late 30s), power imbalance. strictly 18+/minors dni

WORD COUNT: ~ 1k

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SPECIAL THANKS to @ryebecca who sent this delicious prompt. It took on a life of its own, so I hope it's okay that I posted it separately. Your love for Eccentric Professor Bob is one of my favorite things about working on this AU, and I know I can always talk to you about him. You see and understand the vision. Enjoy ✨

She runs her fingers along the book spines in his home office, so much more neatly organized than the ones on campus. She’s impressed.

“What are you doing?”

She glances over her shoulder and finds the professor leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed in front of him. Behind him, the house is dark and quiet. Only a faint beam of moonlight hits the wall near the staircase.

Smiling to herself, she refocuses her attention on the books. “Browsing.”

Illuminated by the lamp on his desk, she can make out several titles that she knows and loves. Fiction mixed with historical texts, old dissertations from former students that send a pang of jealousy through her, and a small section of books he’s written himself.

His footsteps sound behind her as he draws nearer. “It’s not a bookstore,” he tells her, voice still rough from sleep. “Or a library.”

Casting another glance over her shoulder, he’s now leaning against his desk, watching her. He’s only wearing boxers, and the lamplight makes his chest look even broader and more defined.

“I know. No bookstore or library would be caught dead with disorganized shelves like these.”

“They’re organized,” he argues, but she hears the lilt of teasing in his tone.

“Method to the madness,” she agrees for the sake of peace. “If it makes sense to y–no way!”

Through his rumbling chuckle, she pulls the book out and opens to the title page.

She spins around to face him so fast she feels a little dizzy and Bob has to reach out to stabilize her. “You okay?”

“Am I okay? You have a first edition of Fanny Hill. Of course I’m not okay.”

She holds the fragile book in her hands, flipping through the pages as gently as she can, so she won’t damage it further. It’s from 1748 after all, and she tries not to judge him for not storing it properly. As a history professor who works with texts even older than this, he should know better.

“Must’ve cost you a fortune,” she mutters to herself, turning to the bookcase again to put it back, only for her eye to catch sight of another familiar title. “Is Lady Chatterley’s Lover also a first edition?”

“I believe so.”

She scans the entire shelf and finds only novels in a similar genre, and she suddenly feels hot all over at the knowledge that he’s read these books and enjoyed them enough to get first editions.

As if sensing the change in the atmosphere, Bob comes up behind her, chest flush with her back. Sweeping her hair to the side, his fingertips graze her skin. He leans down and places the lightest kiss to her neck, and a shiver runs down her spine, breath hitching at the sensation.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

His hand travels down her body. The dip of her waist, the width of her hips, and the bare skin of her thighs. Her whole body’s on fire. He’s everywhere, low voice stirring something deep inside her.

As his hand trails up her skin, he inches toward her inner thighs where she’s sensitive and the wet patch in her panties should embarrass her, but it doesn’t.

“Tell me,” he whispers, breath tickling her ear.

She stifles the whine rising in her throat, willing it away. “Who knew you were hiding such a dirty mind.”

He chuckles against her skin, and his hand reaches the edge of her panties. “Baby,” he whispers, “I’m hiding so much more than a dirty mind.”

His other hand presses against her stomach, pushing her against him and his hard chest. She tries to rub her thighs together, but his hand there keeps them open. His fingers skim across her clothed clit, making her squirm in his embrace.

“Oh, you’re desperate for it, aren’t you, baby?”

She wants to say no. She wants to tell him to fuck off, try to convince him she’s playing a game, and he can’t reduce her to a stuttering mess with just a few words and touches. But she doesn’t. She can’t. Not when she can feel his growing desire against her back, and not when he pushes her panties to the side, drawing slow, torturous circles on her clit.

“In your dreams,” she manages, but it comes out airy and needy.

He pulls his hand away from her aching pussy, and the high-pitched whine that leaves her throat seems to shock them both. He recovers quickly, spinning her around to face him, his features half illuminated by the lamp on his desk.

“You’re always in my dreams,” he tells her, walking her backward until he’s crowded her against the bookshelf. “And in my dreams, you’re always desperate for me, for my mouth.”

He’s sinking to his knees, and one hand trails down her leg, placing it over his shoulder. He glances up at her, a cocky look on his face as his fingers hook into the waistband of her panties. “You want me, baby?”

She nods furiously, unable to form the words when he’s right there, so close to where she wants him. Needs him.

“Tell me,” he demands, voice dark and dangerous.

“I want you.” She’s trying to hold on to some semblance of self-control, but she’s babbling. “I want your mouth.”

“Good girl,” he praises, and then he pushes her panties to the side again.

His lips close around her clit, sending her into orbit.

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#bob floyd #robert bob floyd #robert floyd #bob floyd fic #bob floyd smut #bob floyd x oc #top gun maverick fic #tgm fic #eccentric professor bob #professor bob floyd #lewis pullman #academia au #dark academia au #otp: bob x imogen #oc: imogen van doren #fic: gold rush #helena writes #mywriting #writtenbyme #madebyme #helenawrites

[moonriserworld]

has satosugu dark academia been done? it should be done. i will do it

#jjk #satosugu #jjk fanfic #dark academia au #hidden inventory gang #i promise this has nothing to read with my lasting babel obsession #i totally haven’t read 3 classics and been bored to. tears #and it’s not like the kfc breakup just aired or anything #i am completely normal about them #my six eyes tell me you are getou suguru but my soul tells me otherwise #thank you vodka pom for showing me the light

[blindblossom]

Some Shakespearean level of fuckery

“You have no idea about what we do in my dreams.”

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#soukoku #dachuu #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #writing #nakahara chuuya #bungou stray dogs #bsd #ao3 #skk #bsd chuuya #fanfiction #bsd nakahara chuuya #bungo stray dogs #dark academia #dark academia AU #royalty AU #omegaverse

[phoenixflames12]

For the ficlet game: Bridglar, dark academia au

~Saz

Hi Saz!

The grey from the day or the ache of whatever research rabbit hole John has found himself in seems to vanish whenever they meet, moments snatched behind the stacks in the library, their kisses lost in vellum and ink and leather.

He wonders how much longer he can keep up this pretence before they are found.

'I can hear you from here. Stop thinking so loudly.' Henry's voice is a smile that is caught around a kiss that John repays in kind.

Give me a pairing and an AU setting and I'll write a three sentence fic

#phoenixflames12 does memes #mine #writing #fanfiction #the terror #dark academia au #john bridgens #henry peglar #bridgens x peglar #bridglar #thoughts?