the strange boys and girls club

BTS reaction to their best friend sitting on their lap to tease them

Seokjin: He wouldn’t actually be bothered by it at first, not seeing right away through your intentions. It wasn’t until you started to grind a little against him that he swallowed with difficulty and tried to excuse himself noticing his bulge becoming stiff, not wanting to ruin the friendship you two had had for many years. But as he saw you had no intention at all of letting him go, something in his eyes flickered, as a sly smirk appeared on his lips. He grabbed your ass harshly with both hands, and slowly bit your earlobe before whispering in your ear “oh darling, I hope you know what you’ve just gotten yourself into… do you already have an excuse as to why you won’t be able to walk stiff tomorrow?”, and with that, pressed his lips against yours, with no intention at all of letting go in a while.

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Yoongi: Knowing you since you were little kids, and seeing you flirt with so many guys throughout your teenage years, he already knew what you were up to just by the look you had in your eyes, before you even actually sat on his lap, tightly wrapping your arms around his neck. He decided to play it cool for a while; he wanted to see how far you would actually go with it. But when you started to ‘innocently’ revolve around on his lap and move your butt against his bulge, he took no time in responding and thrusting his hips into you with equal innocence. As you left out a muffled moan, he growled back, feeling his dick becoming hard under you, and quickly wrapped one of his hands in your hair to harshly push your lips into his and started to kiss you like it was the only thing he cared about.

Originally posted by scartic

Hoseok: This wouldn’t be the first time you tried to seduce Hoseok into being something more than friends. Every other time you had done the same thing, someone would always interrupt you; but this time you were alone on his house, so this would finally be the day. A little insecure by the previous lack of response you had had other times, you moved a little on the couch where you were next to him and softly sat on his lap, making sure you were making the right amount of pressure on his dick. You saw his jaw clench, but as he didn’t react and kept his eyes on the TV, you took the lollipop he had in his mouth and sensually put it in yours, making sure he watched as you slowly licked it. You were surprised with how fast his face transformed when he roughly took the lollipop out of your mouth and quickly replaced it with his tongue instead, and with how his hands went to your ass and firmly grabbed it, making sure that you couldn’t be more pressed against his bulge as you grinded on his lap. 

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Namjoon: Knowing him as you did, it wasn’t really a surprise to feel his eyes glued to your ass when you got out of his room with nothing but one of his large shirts and a pair of really tight shorts. But when you walked straight to him and sat on his lap, you could feel how he almost lost it. “Why so tense, Joonie?” you softly whispered in his ear as you slowly traced the outline of his shirt’s neck with your index finger. You felt him stiffen under you, and a sly smirk appeared on your lips as your hand began to wander on his chest, heading for his bulge that was considerably big by now. But your hand didn’t reach its destiny; since Namjoon easily lifted you up and made you sit with your legs opened and wrapped around his waist, pressing you tightly to his lap as his lips went to desperately reach out for yours.

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Jimin: You couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation on your chest, almost like it was set on fire, when an almost naked blonde girl sat on Jimin’s lap on that V.I.P. part of the club he had gotten for you and the rest of the boys. At the moment, only you and he were there, and you had the secret hope of finally hooking up with him, since being his best friend wasn’t enough for you anymore, so when that girl came to ruin it, your blood started to boil with jealousy. You couldn’t help but tap on her shoulder and gently ask her to leave, as you sat yourself on his lap and started to unbutton his shirt, making sure nobody else even doubted who he belonged to. You felt like you were in heaven when after the initial shock; he firmly grabbed your butt and started to kiss you desperately, as if he couldn’t get enough of you. “I’ll make sure that blonde bitch knows you’re mine, darling” you whispered as your lips got down to his neck where you viciously started to leave your marks on him, thus starting the best night you two had had in weeks. 

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Taehyung: He laughed at first, since he was sitting on the floor across the TV playing video games, when you struggled a bit to sit comfortably on his lap, both legs wrapped tightly on his waist, and he actually tried to keep playing, thinking that it was just another bet from the boys. But when you pressed yourself tighter to him and started to suggestively grind against him, his expression changed quicker than ever before. His eyes darkened, and his voice became husky as he threw the joystick across the room to be able to grab your ass with both hands, slapping it, leaving you sore but wanting more. When you pushed his back to the floor and started kissing him with passion, it took him even less to undress you than what it took him to forget the videogame he was playing.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jungkook:  When you decided to freely sit on his lap with the rest of the boys all around you, you found it so adorably cute that he had turned completely red, that you almost forgot that you were supposed to tease him until he fucked you harshly. You remembered it easily, though, when he hoarsely whispered in your ear “what the fuck do you think you’re doing Y/N?” And when you shamelessly grinded a bit against his lap, he completely lost it. He stood up and, apologizing with the rest of the guys, he harshly took you by the hand and slammed you against the wall of his room, almost not being able to close the door from the desperation of kissing you. “You’ve been a terrible girl, and tonight I’m making sure to punish you as I’ve wanted since I first met you” he said in between kisses “now moan a little for me, let them all know who is going to pleasure you tonight” he said, eyes and voice filled with lust as he practically ripped your clothes off.

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TSH Series:

She’s what you call a bramble rose. Being the only female in what was basically a boys’ club must have been difficult for her. Miraculously, she didn’t compensate by becoming hard or quarrelsome. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.

Dylan Strome imagine (part 2)

I kinda went a bit over the top with it but i hope it’s okay and that you can’t tell that i wrote this at 2am…

(part 1)

requested: yes

for: @scottish-kid , @astilinski24 , @miserablee–at–best , @langblr-eva & @nhlmcdavid

warnings: hangover

words: 1,4k words

Originally posted by konecny

You felt like you were dying. Your head was throbbing and you could barely move.

“Good morning sunshine.”

His voice was too loud and made your head hurt even more, burying your head under your pillow didn’t help either. At least it was Dylan and not some stranger. You saw a pale hand offer you something that looked like painkillers and a bottle of water so you took them and immediately hid under your blanket again. The bed dipped down a bit and your blanket was lifted. A warm body slipped in next to you but at the moment you couldn’t care less and curled towards the warmth. You really hoped you’d fall asleep soon.

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When you woke up the throbbing had become bearable but still painful. You didn’t want to open your eyes in case the brightness of the room would hurt your eyes again so you cuddled closer to Dylan with your eyes closed. In the last few months you had snuggled up with Dylan in front of the tv enough to know when he was next to you. His warm arms tightened around you and he sighed.

“You awake?”

You hummed in response, not feeling ready to talk yet.

“Does it still hurt when I talk?”

He whispered and it didn’t hurt so you shook your head a little.

“You really had me worried last night. You didn’t text or call only to come stumbling in at 3 in the morning sucking faces with some random asshole.”

His arms around you tightened some more. Dylan usually only became possessive when he was drunk or the Otters lost a game and he was blaming himself. You secretly prided yourself on the fact that you were the person that gave him comfort. Being roommates with a guy had its perks, but being roommates with a guy you liked… It wasn’t always easy.

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[3rd year heroes]

Inspired by tinyangryghost’s beautiful art, I decided to write some headcanons about these children.  

MIDORIYA IZUKU

♧ Izuku’s hair have gotten longish but he’s too lazy to cut them so he just keeps them at bay using a hairband.

♧ Somewhere during his second year, he has started using bandages for both his forearms. Some of his cuts and scars are really ugly and he decided to cover most of them.

♧ He’s still a big nerd about quirks and heroes but he has quieted down a lot. He has the same old strong attitude towards his goals and future but he’s more composed.

♧ His mumbling habit hasn’t quieted down though, much to everyone’s chagrin.

♧ His eyes have gotten owlish and heavy bags are now his friends but it’s not that he doesn’t sleep, it’s just that life has been rough on him (on all of them, actually). When they first started to appear (probably at the end of the first semester of their second year) everyone went maternal on him.

♧ He has now an entire bookshelf worth of notebooks about quirks.

♧ He visits his mom and Gran Torino once a week on the same day.

♧ He currently is the second most powerful student at UA.

♧ He’s still a bit awkward around girls but compared to when he was a first year, he’s leveled up. He can even jokingly flirt and not die of embarassment (he does that only with Mei and Tsuyu though). When he first tried to do it, he scared Momo shitless because with his general looks, he - according to Momo herself - slightly looked like an old pervert. They don’t speak of that one time… ever.  

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

♢ During a particular heated fight during training he realized he needed to do something about his hair… they made him sweat in places that distracted him (alas: his neck) (don’t tell anyone - or i’ll kill you before you can blink!!! - but he’s really ticklish there!). Hence, he went to school the next day with an undercut. He doesn’t really want to know why, but Eijirou cried real tears of sorrow when he first saw him.

♢ He has a big scar on the left side of his neck. It has the shape of two fingers and it was clearly caused by fire. He did it himself.

♢ He still screams and makes things explode when angry but that - fortunately - doesn’t happen quite as often as before. (Some of his classmates - mostly Kirishima and Izuku - would say it’s not an entirely good thing.)

♢ He has stopped giving Deku shit a long time ago. Perhaps after they started sharing All Might’s secret. He sometimes even calls him “Izuku” and can tolerate him most of the time. They are often paired up for training and they learned to work smoothly with one another and that - even though he’ll never say it out loud - pleases him more than he’d like. “Stop smiling, asshole!” “But Kacchan! We worked together perfectly and we won!” “Stop or you’ll split a lip from all that smiling.” “I’ll stop when you do, then.” And yeah, he was smiling too, wasn’t he? Goddammit.

♢ He’s the strongest student at UA (although he can’t take a fucking break ‘cause Shouto and Deku are always breathing down his neck).

♢ When questioned (mostly by a probably suicidal Mineta) about his sexuality, he never graces anyone with an answer.

♢ When they are given free time, he - dares to say - enjoys hanging out with Eijirou and Denki. Along the line, he has become really close to Mina (who would’ve thought, she’s probably the only girl - aside from Tsuyu - he can tolerate).

♢ He would like to let his facial hair grow a bit, but everytime Mina sees just a hint of hair, she orders him to shave immediately. “You’d look like a thug, Katsuki-chan!” “He looks like one anyway.” “Blow me, Denki!”

TODOROKI SHOUTO

♤ Momo and literally all his female classmates pointed out he would look cool with longer hair, so he gave it a try and started tying them in a low ponytail. He strangely liked the look and kept it. (The girls regret their advise so much. If the boy was handsome before, he’s now a lady killer.)

♤ At the start of their third year, he discovered the girls from class 2B opened a Todoroki Shouto fan club. In just a few months it has become the most populated club at UA. He really doesn’t mind 'cause apparently - according to Izuku - he looks intimitading and no one has the actual courage to talk to him (besides his classmates). “Is it a bad thing?” “Ah- not necessarely, Shouto. I mean you kind of give off an unreachable vibe.” “But why? It’s not my intention.” “I think it’s just who you are.”

♤ Regrettably so, he’s number 3 behind Katsuki and Izuku (but he won’t lose).

♤ He is in better terms with his father, but it’s still a huge work in progress. And it’s his father’s place to make the most efforts.

♤ He has become best friend with Izuku and Tenya.

♤ He has grown in height more than anyone else in his class.


part 2 !

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Being the only female in what was basically a boys’ club must have been difficult for her. Miraculously, she didn’t compensate by becoming hard or quarrelsome. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvellous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.

Victim of Love

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: In which Bucky and his beautiful black girlfriend don’t back out against racist asses.
Genre: Romance/fluff
Rating: T
Warnings: Swearings, racism
3,551 words

Notes: I got a lovely request from @violeata and this is the result. I hope I did good enough for you, darling! :’) The song they dance to I imagined as being The World (Is Going Up in Flames) and the title is from Victim of Love, both from Charles Bradley (who made an appearence in Luke Cage and made me tear up with joy). ALSO, this is pretty much my headcanon that Bucky has no chill with all the prejudice still hanging around these times. Hope this is good! Enjoy! <3


Bucky Barnes has always been a sucker for pretty girls – and it isn’t much different with you.

The first time you meet, you're  going through a rough path in your life. You’re just moved into a new town, with a new job, no friends and fresh out of a relationship since your previous boyfriend didn’t want to follow you. Everything’s a mess and you feel like shit for not controlling it.

When the only co-worker you have some contact with invites you to a night-out at Harlem’s Paradise, you can’t help but say yes, only thinking about getting some class A needed booze for a change.

Because that is the only purpose of that night. No boys, no dancing, no having fun. Just drinking.

You just don’t expect to find Bucky there.

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Somebody Should Leave, I Guess It Should Be Me.

Disclaimer: Only the idea is mine, the song and characters are not. Based on the song Somebody Should Leave by Reba McEntire.

Originally posted by come-join-themurder

Do you remember when we met? That boy pushed me down and I hurt my knee. You came up behind him and shoved him away then came to me and helped me up. That was the day you became my Prince Charming. You, me, and Opie became the best of friends. 

Do you remember when you met Tara? I do.. it broke my heart because she stole my best friend from me and I was so in love with you, but I let you go without telling you how I felt and Opie hugged me while I cried but promised to stay quiet. It was his only secret from you.

Do you remember when Tara left you? You immediately came to my house and we stayed up all night, drinking and smoking on my roof. When morning came, you kissed me because we were drunk and you swore you loved me, but I never reminded you of it because you were drunk at the time. A couple of months later, you wanted to try for a relationship, I was skeptical, but I agreed because I was so in love with you. I became your Old Lady and soon after you gave me your crow.

Do you remember the rule “What happens on the road stays on the road”? I do, but apparently your croweater, Wendy, didn’t because she showed up in Charming claiming to be pregnant with your child. Turns out she was and I was okay with that, things happen and I forgave you. Soon your child became our child and they were as much mine as yours and Wendy’s. Because you were so busy with the club, I took care of Wendy and the baby, from appointments, to prenatal care, and making sure she all around stayed healthy. What you didn’t know is she had a problem before she came to us and our poor Abel came too early for him to be healthy. 

Do you remember how you and Tara got closer while she took care of our sick son? I do, because I begged you to get her taken off the case, but of course, you waved me off and she took care of him until he came home with us and seemed to stay around. After he got home it seemed that we fought more and more and home became a war zone or it was completely silent. Soon, we were discussing if we should break up and going back and forth about Abel because you needed him, but he needed me. That was all until I got sick.

Do you remember when we found out I was pregnant? We were so happy and you were such a proud Papa to have another child, you hoped they were a girl so you could have one of each, I just wanted them healthy. Our house was peaceful again. You had promised to be there for every appointment unless club business kept you away, and you kept that promise.. for awhile… then you started to miss some things and your Mom came instead. Such was the thing when I found you today. 

You missed such a big appointment, we’re having a little girl just like you promised. You told your mom you had club business so she picked me up and held my hand as I cried happy tears then she offered to take me to the clubhouse so we could tell you together. When we got there, your bike was there, but I ignored that and the strange but familiar car in the parking lot, but your mom was spitting mad. The boys welcomed me as always and Opie gave me that famous bear hug then I went to your dorm room only to find you… and Tara. Why in such a special room? The room that we played in as children, the room that became my safe haven in my teen years when home life was too hard? Why did you have to be in there and ruin such a place for me?

I left right after I saw you both, you never even knew I was there or you didn’t care. Opie tried to stop me, but I told him I was just going home to take a nap because it was such a long day, I knew they covered for you, you’re their brother and VP I didn’t blame them of course. 

They thought I was just going home to calm down, they don’t know I’m here packing mine and our children’s stuff up in my truck or that I am currently writing you this letter. I won’t keep you from either of your children because, despite everything, you are an amazing father, but I can’t fight this war anymore. I will call you tomorrow so we can talk about how we want to handle things with the kids, but please do not call me tonight Jax. 

You will always be my Prince Charming, but despite our best efforts, we lost this war. I hate to give in but we don’t need each other anymore. You need them, but they need me. I love you always and that will never change, but if it hadn’t been for our babies we would have given up long ago. I thought we could find our love again, but you found your old love with Tara and that’s okay my love. Talk to you soon.

All my love,

Y/N

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dannysgreenpants  asked:

Any ideas on how Max dances with her girls? (Rachel, Kate, Chloe, Victoria, any others you wanna add cx) and songs they dance to?

  • Max and Kate do the cute little rocking back and forth slow dances to Troye Sivan and some Maroon 5.
  • Max and Chloe do a lot of head banging and stomping to The 1975, Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy, and even Carly Rae Jepson
  • Rachel and Victoria twerk and grind up on Max’s business. Beyoncé and Nicki Minaj @ the Vortex club wassup

anonymous asked:

Hey do you guys per chance know fics based on the breakfast club? Thank you :)

The Breakfast Club - it’s like the title implies, except it’s not that similar to the movie, I think.

DBC -  It’s 1995 and five kids are stuck in detention the night of year eleven prom. There’s the bad boy; Dan, with his battered leather jacket, bad attitude and lame crush on Phil, the hot-headed geek who hates him. Then there’s Emma; the strange red-head with no voice, Louise, the pretty rich girl and Joe, the guy who’s captain of every sport in the school, but his only interest is drama.  Something happens that night, forever trapping the five of them in Batley Arts High School. They maintain their ambitions and aspirations despite being dead for twenty years…

-Rachel

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character appreciation | camilla macaulay (the secret history by donna tartt)

“Being the only female in what was basically a boys’ club must have been difficult for her. Miraculously, she didn’t compensate by becoming hard or quarrelsome. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.”   

DBC - phanfic

Summary: It’s 1995 and five kids are stuck in detention the night of year eleven prom. There’s the bad boy; Dan, with his battered leather jacket, bad attitude and lame crush on Phil, the hot-headed geek who hates him. Then there’s Emma; the strange red-head with no voice, Louise, the pretty rich girl and Joe, the guy who’s captain of every sport in the school, but his only interest is drama.

Something happens that night, forever trapping the five of them in Batley Arts High School. They maintain their ambitions and aspirations despite being dead for twenty years…

Genre: Supernatural

Word count: over 4k


Okay, think dead breakfast club ;) :P 


2015.

She was only looking for a book. But fifteen year old Zoe Sugg couldn’t help gulping as she made her way swiftly down each aisle of books, a dainty finger sliding down each battered book. She knew she wasn’t supposed to be in here, but the old library surely had the better books. At least that’s what she told herself. And if she wanted to get a better grade in biology this term she should just suck it up – ignore the stupid rumours about this place being haunted. The library was twenty years old and said to be place where five kids lost their lives back in 1995. Because of a fire. You could definitely tell a fire had ripped through this place, Zoe thought as she scanned the aisles of books, practically all of them blackened or just skeletal remains.

Zoe fiddled with her iPod, trying to find a good song, as she zigzagged through row after row of books.

She walked slowly, her high-tops overlapping each-other as she neared the next section. The book she was looking for was somewhere around here. Zoe cleared her throat and forced herself to carry on walking, despite a sudden cold breeze making the exposed skin on her arm tingle. “Just my imagination.” She said out-loud.

A book suddenly hit the soft carpeted floor. Zoe yanked an earphone out of her ear and tried not to gasp when another book flew off the shelf, landing by her foot.

Zoe couldn’t help herself. “Hello?” she whispered. “Anyone…” she hesitated. “Is anybody there?”

“Grab a book!” a voice hissed, making her twist around, a scream threatening to rip from her throat. The voice was male and teasing. “Flap it like that! Yeah, that’s right!” Suddenly she was face-to-face with two boys wearing odd clothes. One of them had ebony dark hair whilst the other sported a brown fringe hanging in bright mischievous eyes. They were holding books, flapping them in her direction.

Zoe took a step backwards. “What are you…?” she lost her breath when the brunette frowned and dropped his book. “Wait..” he let out a laugh. A bright red scarf hung loosely around his neck. “Can she see us?”

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1995.

“Detention? Are you kidding me?!”

Phil Lester couldn’t help his voice rising to borderline hysteria. He held the screwed up pink slip holding his fate in his clenched fist and tried his hardest not to glare at the teacher. “I- I don’t understand?” he stammered. “What did I do wrong?” Phil stood in-front of the ancient teacher, his arms folded. He was lightly aware of his classmates staring- and probably laughing their asses off at him, but he didn’t care. He was the one going to a top university. That’s what he told himself anyway. Every-time dipshits like Dan Howell kicked his desk all the way through a three hour history class. “Lester…Lester…..Leeessterrrr!”  Dan wouldn’t give up until he ended up twisting around on his chair and yelling “What the hell do you want?!” right in the smug bastards face.

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eunhyuk x reader (request)

POV: Reader
Pairing: Eunhyuk (Super Junior) x Reader
Rating: G
Comments: I‘m continuing on my long trek through my pile of requests and have come to another Super Junior request, so I cannot resist. I passed over showing the breaking up part because I do that way too often these days and needed a break from it. =P So, we skip straight to the meat of it. I wanted to keep it short and sweet, so I hope you enjoy it! Sorry if there’s mistakes. I’m on my way to bed, so I’m not trying hard with my proofreading. =P

Summary: “Can I request a Eunhyuk scenario were he found out the reason his girlfriend(who he had been dating for over a year) broke up with him is because someone was threatening her. If she didn’t end the relationship the person would make sure his career is ruined. Thanks! :)” - Anon

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Harry Potter houses as anime stereotypes
  • Gryffindor: passionate screaming while powering up and defeating an enemy, random running in an opening, epic J-rock soundtracks, hot-headed shounen protagonist with spiky hair, empowering speeches to teammates and the people they care about, wanting to be the very best, Eren from SNK
  • Slytherin: sexy villains, really gory torture scenes, beating up the guy you like, cool popular kuudere boys in high school, high pitched noble woman's laugh, tsundere girls, Ojou-samas, characters, "it's not like I like you or anything but...", Louise from Zero no Tsukaima
  • Ravenclaw: meganekko characters, strangely quirky scientists, highly analytical dorks who make mundane tasks look awesome through their Sherlock-like deductions, Seinfeld like conversations about the world, Rei from free! Iwatobi swim club
  • Hufflepuff: inspiring speeches about friendship, naive every girls who gain magical powers,moe-blobs, slice of life scenarios, touching emotional scenes where the protagonist becomes closer to their friends,delicious looking food, tearjerkers and heartwarming endings, Nagisa from Clannad

faolae  asked:

AIGHT LET ME JUST BARGE IN HERE WITH THE COLLEGE AU NONE OF U ASKED FOR: LET'S TALK MAJORS. LET'S TALK ROOMMATES. LET'S TALK WHO HAD TO GO TO COMMUNITY COLLEGE. LET'S TALK WHO SLEEPS IN WEIRD PLACE. LET'S TALK WHO THE FUCK THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO PLAY THE GODDAMN GUITAR IN THE LOBBY. COLLEGE. AU!!

OKAY BRUH 

Severa’s first gen:

Sumia: (Sophomore, for equestrian therapy. Though you can usually see her crying after every test. She’s always bringing bakes treats, but almost got suspended because administration accused her of bringing in brownies of a particularly suspicious nature. 

She always ends up in the nurse’s office thanks to some mishap or another. She rooms with Cordelia, and is worried about when she’ll move on to grad school. They both split the work evenly, but Cordelia gets on her back about better cleaning habits. And to stop leaving her hair accessories lying around everywhere before someone breaks a leg…again.

Gaius: (Sophomore, Undecided)He’s always swiping desserts at events the college hosts for outside businesses in the business department, but that never stops him. He’s on scholarship, even though he doesn’t seem like it. He’s rarely in class. He’ in danger of losing it since he never does his homework properly. In the anime and gaming club. Lives off of ramen.

He rooms with Lon’qu and makes sure that the man will never have peace studying. He’ll stumble in at four in the morning playing a trumpet (don’t ask where he got it from) with Vaike, piss drunk as hell. He likes to play the drums in a band. 

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the secret history dreamcast

marcelina sowa  »  camilla macaulay | “Being the only female in what was basically a boys’ club must have been difficult for her. Miraculously, she didn’t compensate by becoming hard or quarrelsome. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.”

anonymous asked:

Hey, I'm searching for a very specific post where Dan is in enters for an art club since there's a girl he fancies in the same club. But later he starts to fall for Phil, the quiet guy, and I lost the fic at the point where Dan and Phil are at the art museum. Thank you.

A Thousand Words (ao3) - Dan joins an art class because he fancies a girl in it, but then he meets Phil, who he finds out started drawing for a very different reason. Slowly he begins to realise that the girl is not the only thing keeping him there, and he learns a lot from the strange boy.

- Emily

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[inspired by malu]

C A M I L L A     M A C A U L A Y   : :   Being the only female in what was basically a boys’ club must have been difficult for her. Miraculously, she didn’t compensate by becoming hard or quarrelsome. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose white scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze; a girl as bewitching, and clever, as any girl who ever lived. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not at all the fragile creature one would have her seem. In many ways she was as cool and competent as Henry; tough-minded and solitary in her habits, and in many ways as aloof. Out in the country it was not uncommon to discover that she had slipped away, alone, out to the lake, maybe, or down to the cellar, where once I found her sitting in the big marooned sleigh, reading, her fur coat thrown over her knees. Things would have been terribly strange and unbalanced without her. She was the Queen who finished out the suit of dark Jacks, dark King, and Joker.

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Being the only female in what was basically a boys’ club must have been difficult for her. Miraculously, she didn’t compensate by becoming hard or quarrelsome. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.